Chapter 2702: Endless Cicadas Sense the Southward Flight of Geese

As is well known, Town River True Monarch, in that year, with just a long sword in hand, claimed the top spot on the Yellow River list. In any version of famous weapon lists under heaven today, the famous sword Long Xiang Si must be within the top ten; otherwise, it would simply not be credible.

Even Sword Pavilion's Ten Thousand Phases Sword Master only proved his absolute peak after going to the Heavenly Palace to seek the Dao!

And the Yellow River Meeting has proceeded until now, yet Chu Yao, as a direct disciple of Town River, has not once unsheathed his sword. Or rather, he has always used this iron rod as a sword, to the point that many spectators still believe he practices an edge-less sword method.

He had been practicing this heavy sword method for so long, only playing with the sword sheath after all. The true sword was actually hidden within this heavy, rough mixed iron rod!

Is it about to emerge now?

Soaring in the air, resisting the divine thunder seal demon ban with three paths of arrow light, they instantly interwoven and rotated.

Sun as Golden Crow, moon as Ice Sparrow, star as Colorful Phoenix.

Three Lights Divine Feather, arrows fixing heaven and earth! An extremely exquisite arrow array, completed in an instant, in a small space, showcasing Chen Yan Xun's superb archery skills and a suffocating level of battle control.

He intended to break the ban with the array, not only to lift the seal Chu Yao placed on him but also to suppress this sword edge that was about to emerge.

Yet, the electric light representing the divine thunder seal demon ban suddenly poured down like a waterfall.

Golden Crow, Ice Sparrow, Colorful Phoenix, Three Lights Divine Feather, all interwoven with the electric light waterfall rain.

"Boom boom boom! Clang clang clang!"

Thunder sounds exploded chaotically.

The sealing ban technique, originally arranged orderly with thunder light, instantly detonated, actually turning into Heavenly Sound Thunder!

The wonderful combination of Sound Hear Way and thunder method has almost no limits to its potential and is one of the most top-level thunder methods that can be applied in the Inner Mansion stage.

In the cultivation of this technique, Chu Yao is still not as good as Jiang An An, but using it at this moment is just right. The thunder's own killing power is precisely intercepted by the Three Lights Divine Feather. However, the thunder sound causes hearing loss, and the electric light causes blindness.

Although it cannot truly deprive the opponent of their five senses, it also allows him to gain a temporary advantage in sight and hearing.

Then, he will amplify this advantage.

At this moment, Chu Yao is like a dragon soaring into the sea, his momentum like a tiger descending a mountain, his bones playing up thunder sounds, his muscles trembling, his qi and blood surging, and the iron rod in his hand emitting mountain-collapse-like cracking sounds! This soul-shaking sound caused many spectators to look up in shock, fearing the sky would collapse here.

Dragon Tiger Dan Thunder Method!

This is Sound Hear Way, which takes momentum with the first sound. Even the audience is caught off guard, not to mention the opponent whose hearing has already been greatly weakened.

Simultaneously, a wisp of bright white electric light suddenly sinks down, like a white flood dragon submerging into the sea... a silent killer!

Thunder Tiger Electric Dragon, intimidating with yang, killing with yin.

However, even with such a secret offense, Chen Yan Xun seemed to have been prepared. The literary qi around his body was like an ancient scroll being opened.

Literary qi surged, then words were born; words lined up, then sentences formed; sentences formed, then reason was reached. This sentence said:

"Man resembles a category of heaven and earth, embraces the five constants of nature, and is the most spiritual of beings with life."

This sentence formed an extremely narrow and long text sword. In the void, it was as if an upright gentleman held this sword in his hand.

One sword chops the flood dragon!

"Righteous qi is stern, text gives birth to spirit! This is someone who has already thoroughly read books and possesses extremely deep Confucian knowledge!" Xu San on the commentary stand was surprised:

"He is only fifteen years old. Aren't those old scholars from Book Mountain fighting tooth and nail for him?"

Reading books and cultivation are sometimes two different things, yet also one body.

Compared to Daoists like Chen Suan, his, Xu San's, Daoist scriptures are not learned very well, but he still studies diligently morning and evening. Even when visiting brothels and drinking heavily, he must recite some yin and yang chapters and memorize some texts to wake himself up.

This is because reading books is like borrowing a boat to row the sea, far surpassing swimming alone.

A person who can comprehend Daoist scriptures, once they cultivate, can travel a thousand li in a single day without stopping!

"Look quickly, there's still a change!" Bian Qiong's voice held a kind of enthusiastic expectation. Good commentary can always make the audience more immersed in the competition atmosphere.

Yet, on the martial stage, the text sword instantly chopped the electric light white flood dragon.

In an instant, electric light splashed! Cloud qi steamed up!

That cloud qi was not random and without purpose, but orderly and densely woven, with sudden changes occurring.

A new ban law formed within this cloud qi.

Drip!

A drop of water bead fell down, like enemy blood dripping from the text sword, yet in this twilight moment, like raindrops bidding farewell to lonely eaves.

It... fell on the bow body. That is a large bow.

Most of the time, Chen Yan Xun would stand it on the ground, sometimes drawing the bow like playing a pipa. And once it was turned horizontally, its momentum was like a horizontal mountain, as if it could bombard and break the heavenly dome.

This bow is named Shoot Righteousness.

It comes from "The Great Dao does not flourish, a gentleman points with righteousness."

For thousands of years, it has been the spirit totem of Shang Qiu Chen Clan. It is the treasure bow nurtured for thirty years with the dan heart and red qi of Chen Si Wu.

Now, a small drop of water falls on the huge bow body, instantly swallowing it, as if a large lake swallows a large fish! The bow body is infinitely small, the water bead infinitely vast.

Falling into the eyes of the audience, that water bead turned into amber, with cloud mist steaming up inside.

Spirit Firmament Transform Object Ban!

This treasure bow, passed down in Zhang Chen Clan, the first famous bow in Song Country, was thus solidified within it. The string does not tremble, the bow does not move, and the treasure light is silent.

The youth on Star Moon Original has now been disarmed by Chen Yan Xun!

There was a collective gasp from the audience.

Having fought so many matches, crushing his opponents all the way, and almost possessing an invincible momentum, this is the first time Chen Yan Xun's bow has been banned by someone!

And at this moment, the sound of mountains collapsing and the earth cracking has not stopped. The youth's clear voice is in it, high-spirited like the rising sun:

"I advise the gentleman not to cherish the Shoot Righteousness bow."

"I advise the gentleman to cherish..."

From that mixed iron rod, countless cast iron fragments flew up, like countless flying knives, heading towards the enemy first. One is like the final extinction of a comet's tail, a falling star cracking and dividing to this point:

"Youth Time!"

Bright light condensed in an instant, exploding in a single thought.

The Star Fall Draw Sword Style passed down from Bai Yu Xia.

Youth Time, which became a tool in Lian Que's hand.

The carried sword that uniquely belongs to Chu Yao, showing such a clear edge on View River Platform for the first time. Just like its predecessor Long Xiang Si, it also began its journey as a famous sword known to the entire world here.

That moment of light made one's vision shatter. It makes people can't help but recall the most beautiful spring light of life.

The Star Fall Draw Sword Style is the extreme of contained sword methods, seeking that moment of unsheathing, like a comet's tail sweeping across the sky horizontally, like a falling star brilliantly shining in an instant.

Chu Yao, with a hundred kinds of ingenuity, sought to disarm the bow once, exactly wanting the sword to emerge and fix heaven and earth.

All the booming thunder sounds, all the cracking sounds of collapsing mountains, not to mention the sharp whistling sounds of falling iron fragments, at this moment, actually converged into one sound:

Clang!!

Bright light scattered, thunder and electricity were gone, and the falling iron fragments flew back all over the sky.

The crowd looked towards the stage.

Yet, they saw the tip of an arrow pressing against the sword tip.

Chen Yan Xun's bow body is lower, his hand grasping the arrow shaft, holding it as a short sword. Chu Yao is diving in from above, his hand holding a long sword full of sharp intent, bright like the morning sun.

This sword was actually also blocked!

Although Chen Yan Xun's body has already been pressed into a bow shape.

But the power of the bow is precisely embodied at this tense moment.

He grinned:

"I also understand sword techniques slightly!"

How could it be only a slight understanding?

The bowstring, stretched to its limit, is buried in the flesh of the muscles. When they tremble and resonate together, Chen Yan Xun himself is that arrow that breaks everything.

His body is like an angry mountain, his blood surges like a flood. The power compressed to the limit explodes open. He uses the feather arrow as the edge, responding to Chu Yao's sword everywhere, and actually pushes the battle line upward!

"Please believe me, I cherish this... Youth Time... more than you!"

Chen Yan Xun's bound hair is flashy, and his body follows the arrowhead.

Book Mountain's ten thousand ancient inheritances, Confucian supreme sword methods,

《Praise and Blame Sword Qi》,

《Subtle Words Sword Momentum》,

《Self-Restraint Three Provinces Edge》,

《Er Ya Interpret Soldier》...

Chen Yan Xun picks them casually, like flowing clouds and water. It makes people vaguely see Dou Zhao from that year, who carried a knife and walked the world, changing his knife method every time he went to a new place.

Chu Yao's "first", which he gained by sealing the bow and occupying, was instantly wiped flat. Or perhaps, he never truly occupied the first place! "Chu Yao has fought to this extent, already matching the name of Town River True Transmission. But, this is Chen Yan Xun ah..." Bian Qiong sighed from the commentary stand.

"He seems bottomless and endless, always having a backup plan, unable to be overcome in any way." Xu San's voice was heavy:

"Truly fearful, I actually have this feeling towards a fifteen-year-old youth!"

This feeling is just like when he was younger, facing Li Yi of the same age segment, facing Jiang Wang of the same age segment now.

He is no longer qualified to face those two people.

In this session of the Yellow River Meeting, how many people, fourteen years from now, can still reach the level of such a Chen Yan Xun?

This is the first time in the great meeting that he has lost his confidence in seizing the top spot from Xu Zhi Yi.

Even with the secret transmission of the Heavenly Master, Jade Void Qi, how can he overcome such an opponent in the Inner Mansion realm?

And the pressure that makes the audience suffocate is just grinding on Chu Yao's shoulder like this.

This feeling is exactly...

Powerless, unable to struggle...

As if a mosquito has fallen into a spider web, no matter how it struggles, it can only watch that huge predator crawl over along the spider silk step by step... until it is completely swallowed.

Chu Yao has seen Chen Yan Xun's battle records. He knows that even Eastern Already Bright, an expert good at battle layouts, fell into a comprehensive disadvantage from the beginning of his confrontation with Chen Yan Xun. Even An An Little Master Aunt, who broadly collects the strengths of various schools, did not cause Chen Yan Xun to have a single accident. Up to now, no one has found an opportunity to overcome Chen Yan Xun's dense offensive!

Holding out at this moment is perhaps only for a few breaths for him.

But at this moment, he has a sword in his hand, and at this moment, he is fighting in a small space. He is approaching such a Chen Yan Xun!

My mother is below the stage, my master is watching me. All my family, elders, friends, are cheering for me.

This is already the most glorious moment of my life!

Chu Yao's face is divided by the vertical sword of light.

Because this sword is too brilliant, his face is instead dim.

Between the bright and the dim, right between his eyebrows, a black and white alternate Fu Chan opens four pairs of thin to transparent cicada wings.

His eye pupils are like mirrors at once.

Divine Ability - No Interval Cicada Awareness! Heart blood turning into a tide is a heart awareness divine ability, cicada wings are a body awareness divine ability.

No Interval Cicada Awareness is an intent awareness divine ability.

"Cicadas drink and do not eat for thirty days," utmost quiet also.

How can ten thousand sounds be said to be no sound? It is that even fine hairs move upon my intent.

When this divine ability is opened,

"Where the intent thinks, nothing is not aware"!

He is finally able to clearly grasp the falling point of every one of Chen Yan Xun's swords, has the opportunity to take a deep breath, and can no longer helplessly slide towards the abyss of failure.

But he does not immediately rescue his slight disadvantage, does not try to block the opponent's sword edge ahead of time, but follows the evolution of the inherent sword style, and in the time of both sides' next leap across...

He reverses the sword edge!

This movement is very urgent, using the edge is extremely dangerous.

It has the fierce taste of instantaneous killing.

But in such a critical moment, Chen Yan Xun still steps lightly as a wave, his clothes fluttering, fully showing composure! He avoids this edge by a millimeter!

"Ah!" Commentary Bian Qiang exclaimed regretfully.

Relying on the battle talent shown by Chen Yan Xun, playing dangerously in front of him is no different from suicide. Taking steady steps, perhaps he could still hold out for a few more rounds.

Chu Yao undoubtedly made the wrong battle choice under huge pressure.

But she also doesn't have time to say anything else this time. Even with the help of Taixu Illusion Realm to extend time, she doesn't have time to comment on the wonderful details.

Chen Yan Xun did indeed seize the opportunity. While avoiding the edge, his feather arrow in his hand also lightly sent out, following the momentum and nailing into Chu Yao's left abdomen, giving him a heavy wound!

Avoiding the edge, sending the arrow, floating back... extending a big sleeve, reaching out to take the Shoot Righteousness bow that can now be unsealed.

This Confucian little gentleman, clearly in such intense fighting, yet seems to be winning steps at leisure, with the elegant beauty of controlling everything.

Chu Yao is nailed by this arrow and sent soaring. His body is heavily wounded and the distance is pushed open again.

Yet, at this moment, he suddenly twists his body...

With Youth Time in hand, he splashes open a continuous star rain!

Passed down from Jiang Wang, performed in the Heavenly Palace... Yan Fu Sword Canon! Everyone has their own life, and everyone also has a uniquely belonging to them sword path.

The same 《Yan Fu Sword Canon》, when Jiang An An performs it, it is heavenly flowers falling randomly, immortal spirits descending, the beauty of the human world.

When Chu Yao performs it, it is hard to come by, the many hardships of the human world.

In the time of writing words with one stroke and one line, in the time of swinging the sword countless times, in the time when his mother shed tears and said his father was a great hero...

He actually knows.

He knows his father is not some grand existence. He cultivated by stealing chickens and dogs, climbing over walls, and for most of his life, he was just a thief. In the confused realm, he also cheated and swindled, thinking of every way to muddle through life... only in the last moment of his life did he become a hero once.

But, he gave his ordinary wife sincere love and fought with his life to leave a future for his son.

Thus, how can he not be a true-hearted hero in ordinary days?

At least he is a grand star uniquely belonging to the name Chu Yao!

A son truly understands his father not when he thinks he is omnipotent, but when he already sees his father's frost-white temples and stooped back, knows that he actually can't do many things, but still has to brave the wind and cut through the rain to be your great hero.

Chu Yao's body is like a bow drawn to full moon, the long sword leaves his hand and flies out.

That long sword, which did not extinguish its bright light, actually restrained all light this time... it is actually just a broken iron strip with a rugged sword ridge, no sword pattern, and no sword tip or edge visible!

But points of starlight gather, and with speed surpassing all, from that one inch space where Chu Yao's hand left the sword, it extends to Chen Yan Xun's body, where his hand is already grasping another feather arrow.

As if it is a... brilliant star bridge.

Piercing through his heart!

Chu Hao Xue was not good at learning.

Chu Hao Xue's son is also not. But he will pull his hair and make himself desperately learn. Because he knows that this opportunity to learn was exchanged for his father's life.

This is my only flying sword.

This is the Yan Fu Sword Canon.

This is just... Chu Mi's life!

After Chu Yao left, the entire field was silent.

The commentary stand also held two shocked people.

"Let's see what just happened?" In Xu San's voice, there was unrestrained praise. He wasn't talking about who he favored or disliked, but purely saw the joy of hunting, sighing at the wonder of this battle, fearing that his language as a commentator was not sufficient.

However, before waiting for the playback of the record in the lower left corner.

Inside the grand screen, the light and shadow suddenly reversed.

Many spectators watching the projection all thought that it was just playing back the record.

However, the audience at the site all personally saw that brilliant star bridge, exactly retreating back from Chen Yan Xun's heart!

Chen Yan Xun's expression was both shocked and sighing, but his left hand's four fingers lifted coldly back, as if a feather wing was unfolded.

Now he stands there, watching his empty heart being filled back, with a happy and nostalgic expression on his face.

He is like a lonely traveler, enduring for a long time in his long solitary walk, one day lifting his head to see wild geese returning south, thinking of the stories of old friends.

He laughs happily.

Divine Ability... Wild Goose South Fly.

"Wild geese return in a character, the moon is full in the west tower."

The effect of the Divine Ability is... to return to the cause and effect of the previous moment.

Chu Yao's flying sword leaving his hand was the cause, his heart being pierced was the fruit.

All reversed.

"So it is!"

He sighed with both shock and joy. He had completely savored this once fleeting absolute kill method.

From now on, no one sends a brocade book.

Cause and effect return to the beginning.

At the moment No Interval Cicada Awareness was opened, Chu Yao was exactly at the time of his misdirected body. Chen Yan Xun's feather arrow in his hand suddenly exploded open. It exploded into thousands upon thousands of frost-colored sword silks, weaving into a huge sphere between his palm and Chu Yao, and one palm struck Chu Yao's body!

Ten thousand swords whistled, becoming this one sound.

With Chu Yao flying back near death as the background, countless sword silks penetrated his body and whistled away to the distance, like spring day silk willows rising with the wind, or like a flock of startled swallows all leaving their nests...

"Flying sword technique, nothing more than this!"

Chen Yan Xun landed elegantly. He, who had always been reserved, raised his head and said.

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