Chapter 1152: Awakening of Insects

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"Deng...Banner! Why suddenly take this name?" asked Helian Yunyun.

"Because there is a person surnamed Deng who will always be my hero banner."

Helian Yunyun scooted closer, her teal eyes filled with tenderness: "Does this hero banner still fly today?"

"Ah, I just said it casually. The Yellow River Convention, new name, new beginning!"

The tenderness in the prairie girl's eyes instantly turned to adoration: "Even a casual remark results in such a storied and beautiful name, you are truly talented!"

Zhao Rucheng: ...

For some reason, standing on the martial stage at this moment, Zhao Rucheng suddenly recalled this conversation.

He did not intend to miss anyone, so he cut off this thought.

At this moment, he looked at his opponent, his mind returning to peace.

Deng Yue was dead.

This "death" might be physical, or it might be spiritual.

But no matter what, the thoughts and emotions of the person Deng Yue were surely dead.

He understood this very well.

Because a living Deng Yue would never allow himself to become a handle to threaten him.

The message on the slip of paper from the Qin Dynasty Town Prison Division was unreliable.

Deng Yue was the person he understood, trusted, and relied on most in this world, and the last one.

So he knew that even the Qin Dynasty Town Prison Division could not stop Deng Yue from dying.

No matter how much vitality was preserved on that finger, or what undetectable tricks were played, what waited in Woguo was surely a trap.

Without Deng Yue.

He repeated these four words many times in his heart. To break his naive fantasy - he wasn't naive, but on the matter of Deng Yue, he couldn't control his pathetic hope.

But he knew, Deng Yue was dead.

This was a result.

The meaning of "result" is... it can no longer be changed.

He was a smart person, and he always knew that he couldn't change the result.

It was like that in the past, it was like that now, and it would be like that in the future.

So he had always avoided, he had given up as a wise man does when the time is right.

But the disaster in Fenglin City made him decide to make some effort, before that unchangeable "result" appeared, to at least protect those before his eyes.

And it was only this small effort, and nothing more.

And the "gift" sent by the Qin Dynasty Town Prison Division.

Made him unable to remain silent any longer.

He began to want to - return the "kindness"!

Looking at the world, there were only four or five powers that could contend with Qin.

He was closest to the Mu Kingdom.

The nearest opportunity was at the View River Stage.

So he stepped out.

Contending for fame for the Mu Kingdom at the Yellow River Convention was the quickest way for him to gain status in the Mu Kingdom. The more dazzling he performed, the stronger the protection he could obtain, and the more substantial support he could receive.

The person Yin Wenhua was not chosen casually.

Outside of the overlord states' prodigies, Yin Wenhua was one of the most famous, carrying considerable weight.

It was his name that was needed!

Yu Shi's voice sounded.

"Everyone, this is likely the most glorious moment of your lives..."

He rarely spoke more, clearly hinting at the matter of Lin Zhenren, and then said: "Please shine!"

The clear light separating the prodigies on the stage disappeared.

Boom!

Thunder suddenly roared.

Listening closely, it wasn't thunder, but sword cries.

Yin Wenhua drew his sword, and what flowed wasn't sword light, but electrical light. Instantly, it drew forth startled thunder roaming the sky, myriad things budding, vitality blooming.

With this sword, spring thunder moved, and spring plowing began.

It was precisely the Startled Thunder Sword!

Just the first sword cry was enough to make one feel the vitality of spring.

Seeing this sword thrust forward, the startled thunder wandering, was even more like stepping on spring grass, feeling a strange sense of emotion.

Jiang Wang couldn't help but smile.

A good swordsman seeing good swordsmanship can't help but feel a hunter's joy. Although he wasn't a sword fanatic like Ning Jianke, he also possessed extraordinary talent in the path of the sword, loving swords more than life itself.

Zi Shu had been hesitating, whether to watch Jiang Wang's battle or her academy brother Yin Wenhua's battle - there was nothing to hesitate about, but she always had to struggle a bit, to be a bit coy.

However, with Lin Zhenren's withdrawal, there was no need for any struggle at all.

Just watch...

Watch how Jiang Wang watches the battle between Yin Wenhua and Deng Qi!

She first noticed Jiang Wang's expression of admiration, and then noticed her academy brother Yin Wenhua's Startled Thunder Sword. She couldn't help but praise: "Good eye!"

The Twenty-Four Solar Terms Swords, compiled by her father!

Even with Li Longchuan's extreme insight, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. Their fighting was brilliant, why are you praising their eye? That's not right... Could there be some other meaning in this sentence? Is this what Uncle said about subtle words carrying profound meaning? Do Confucian scholars talk in such an abstruse way?

Xu Xianggan, who was very knowledgeable, looked at Jiang Wang with a look of envy, and then "encouraged" Zhao Wuyan with a glance.

Zhao Wuyan sighed silently.

She never regretted the decision she made, and she could bear all her choices. But only this high forehead always made her feel regret.

She might have thought the guy was actually not bad in the last moment... but in the next moment, she would start doubting life.

Alas, watch the match.

But on the field, thunder roared.

Suddenly, a sword swept across.

Sword qi flew, exploding into a tree of peach blossoms, growing around Deng Qi!

Deng Qi, wearing a heavy bronze mask, couldn't reveal any part of his true face. But for some reason, just standing there, he inexplicably gave off a feeling that these full blooming peach trees grew for him, perfectly matching him.

Unfortunately, this peach tree is not that peach tree, and these peach blossoms are sword blossoms.

Beautiful they were, yet full of killing intent.

Deng Qi's feet did not move, and his hand also drew a sword.

He had no sword in his hand!

But his left hand formed a virtual grasp, and streaks of sword qi intensely shot out.

This sword qi was sharp, fierce, tangible, and even took on a dark gold color.

Someone below had already called out: "Geng Metal Sword Qi!"

This sound naturally could not penetrate the C-number martial stage, not enough to interfere with the battle on stage.

But it was clearly heard by Jiang Wang, who couldn't help but pay more attention.

He saw Deng Qi's left hand grasping out the Geng Metal Sword Qi, and his right hand also turned down to form a virtual grasp, in the posture of drawing a sword.

Just like that, drawing it out with a virtual grasp of his right hand, he actually drew out a sword!

A long sword twisted from Geng Metal Sword Qi!

After "drawing out" this sword, Deng Qi simply made a horizontal sweep.

Zizizi!

Sharp sounds of sword qi cutting.

"Flower branches" split, "petals" shattered.

One sword had already shattered the full field of peach trees and peach blossoms!

Yin Wenhua was refined and delicate in appearance, but when he moved, it was "startled thunder," sword rising like thunder, so he was not of a soft nature.

His long sword turned in his hand, already rolling up the "peach blossoms" scattered all over the ground.

Rolling up these sword qi, the sword flicked again!

Suddenly, the sound of extremely beautiful bird song echoed on the field, like playing celestial music, making the listeners infatuated and intoxicated.

The scattered sword qi gathered together, forging beautiful, golden-yellow birds.

These were the "Oriole Birds".

Their calls rose and fell, composing a magnificent chapter together.

And the golden-yellow orioles spread across the sky, attacking Deng Qi from various angles.

This variation of Startled Thunder was quite similar to the Eight-Tone Flame Sparrows.

But Deng Qi, holding the sword of Geng Metal, still only made a horizontal cut with one sword.

His "sword" suddenly scattered halfway through the cut. It exploded into tens of thousands of dark gold Geng Metal Sword Qi, strand by strand, wisp by wisp, whistling piercingly.

Every strand of sword qi was that horizontally cutting sword.

Those golden-yellow sword qi birds were instantly cut off at the neck, falling like rain!

And Deng Qi clenched his hand, and the Geng Metal sword reformed in his hand.

He finally walked forward!

Yin Wenhua's sword momentum changed again.

His long sword pointed from a distance, delivering the last variation of the Startled Thunder Sword.

Startled Thunder has three stages. The first stage, peach blossoms begin to bloom; the second stage, orioles cry; the third stage, hawks transform into doves!

The first stage is shattered, the second stage is death, and at this third stage, spring colors are reset!