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But the imposing aura of the room remained unaffected. A terrifying and sharp energy permeated the air.
Triple light barriers had already risen around the Martial Platform, activated by the Qingya Stage's defensive formations in response to the heightened situation. They were pushed to their absolute limit to ensure the safety of the spectators in the viewing stands.
And this martial platform itself, already riddled with cracks on the tiles inscribed with intricate array patterns, was bearing a load beyond its limits.
From her lofty vantage point, He Lian Yun's azure eyes shimmered with focused intent. She beheld not merely the clash of blades, but a collision of two distinct "intentions." Even the enigmatic black-clad nun, previously appearing nonchalant, now watched with rapt attention.
Jiang Wang's sword was forged from a broken pillar of heaven, and it possessed the power to tilt the heavens. However, the mountains and rivers, too, had a vast and encompassing spirit capable of bearing all things.
The so-called "the land is Kun, the gentleman carries heavy virtue to bear all things."
No matter what kind of disaster, the mountains and rivers endure silently.
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At this moment, homesickness surged upward, a blazing sword of longing crashing into the endless mountains that filled the sky. It shattered one mountain peak after another, each peak shaped like a blade of energy, yet the vastness of the landscape remained boundless.
Dou Zhao laid out the nine peaks sword style, like writing a grand essay. It spoke of landscapes, of mountains and rivers, of history, of the vicissitudes of time. The celestial pillar broke, unable to advance any further.
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The Nine Hills Sword Canon consists of nine forms. Right now, Dou Zhao was employing the Qingzhou Unfading. Like a continuous stretch of mountains painted with ink, he swung his sword wildly, unleashing a multi-layered attack that reached towards the heavens. At this moment, Dou Zhao stood above, while Jiang Wang's swordsmanship had been broken.
The Heavenly Dawn Blade, with its exceptionally thick back and razor-sharp edge, sliced downwards smoothly.
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Following that miraculous trajectory of life and death, it cleaved through Yangzhou as a song! This style is a blossoming tapestry, yet also a magnificent landscape.
When at its peak, it surpasses all limits in the art of swordsmanship. A stroke so perfect, so exquisite.
Dou Zhao's grasp of the situation and intention was simply brilliant.
With a single slash, the blade's energy raged and danced wildly. Every strand of sword qi was supremely flamboyant and brilliant, as if it had poured all its brilliance into that instant. When this blade fell, all the worldly splendor was contained within it.
The Flame Mountain Sword has burned down like a red candle.
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As for the lovesickness serving as the wick, it suddenly flickered. This flicker resembled a phoenix soaring nine heavens, singing like a divine bird; that sword cry was its song.
Behind Jiang Wang, the single-legged divine bird spread its wings and soared into the sky.
On the tip of the sword of longing, this flame instantly swelled open, spreading into an endless sea of fire. The Sword Immortal performed the Bi Fang Seal, and once again spread the Three Flavors True Fire to form a sea!
With this tangible and powerful divine fire, it countered Dou Zhao's ultimate blade. All the magnificent mountains and rivers fell into the sea of flames.
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Boom boom boom!
Blades and flames raged, consuming each other in a furious dance of destruction.
Dou Zhao, having already become wary of the Three Flavors True Fire, naturally wouldn't allow this entanglement to continue. Before he had finished executing the "Yangzhou Like a Song" technique, he had already shifted his blade's stance.
The deeper one delves into the arts of killing, the more they realize that quantity isn't everything. The stronger the technique, the greater the time and energy required to hone it, and the more it tests one's innate talent. To face an opponent like Jiang Wang with a technique that lacks mastery is akin to courting death.
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But Dou Zhao has fully demonstrated the peak level in every set of sword techniques he has used so far.
The transitions between sword stances were natural, with an elegance akin to flowing water.
Just a moment ago, the blade was still ablaze with the fiery fervor of a thousand blooming flowers. The next, it became light as a feather, almost carelessly so. Like a willow leaf in the misty rain, it drifted by, light and shrouded in mist.
Sometimes it appears, sometimes it disappears. It seems like one has both gain and loss. This mountain once was a river, this water once was a hill.
Here lie the remains, once companions of old. This ruin was once Hua City, alas!
The sea changes, the land shifts, and worldly affairs are like dreams. This style,
Youzhou has no dreams!
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The most elusive style in the Jiqiu Sword Canon. There is no other sword technique more fitting for this.
When this knife moves, the three flavors of true fire become like a dream illusion. One simply allows it to happen. The previous moment, flames surged like waves, engulfing heaven and earth.
The next moment, the blade opened fire and sea, its edge aimed at Jiang Wang's body.
However, when the sea of flames split, sword qi roared like dragons, and a tide of humanity surged forward!
Jiang Wang had long been prepared. During the pursuit in Yancheng, he had already laid the groundwork. Those who were chopped to pieces by Dou Zhao and came and went at that time were all the resources for Ren Yu Jian at this moment. No matter what kind of supreme swordsmanship Dou Zhao would use to deal with it, daring to open the fire sea, he would have to face the crowd head-on!
The lines are drawn subtly, the main strokes hidden within. At this moment, the brushstrokes converge, instantly connecting beginning and end – it is like adding the eyes to a dragon. A single stroke, a single dot, supports the heavens in the form of a human character.
A pair of feet, traversing barren mountains. A pair of hands, shattering all difficulties. With the sword of one's name, Jiang Wang walks unimpeded. Sword energy surging, relentlessly pursuing, in a tempestuous time, tearing apart those phantoms and breaking through the mid-court with a decisive strike!
But in the boundless world of dreams, another blade cuts through! With its edge it meets the tip of the sword.
As for Jiang Wang's human-character sword, Dou Zhao was equally well-prepared. In fact, he had already firmly decided that this was the sword Jiang Wang would inevitably wield at this very moment. Because it was the momentum he gave him, the intention he set, and the best opportunity for Jiang Wang's human-character sword to shine.
How did these two cultivators with exceptional combat talent vie for the upper hand Zhong Liyan watched intently, he knew very well that what he lacked might be right here. From the beginning to now, in an incredibly short time, Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao had already exchanged attacks countless times, constantly breaking each other's moves, setting traps, and then dismantling them. How many times did they choose to directly shatter his imagination This was the pinnacle of battle strategy among the younger generation of cultivators today. He could deny it with his mouth, but he had to face it in his heart. Only by acknowledging the gap could he challenge it. At this moment, facing the surging crowd, Dou Zhao's Tianxiao Dao flashed out.
Jiqiu Dao Dian sees new moves again.
The long blade slashed across the world, its qi cleaving heaven and earth. It filled valleys with mountains and turned rivers into fertile fields.
One carves mountains into platforms, digs men into pits. Predecessors plant trees, posterity enjoys the shade. Who can judge the merits and demerits of ancient deeds Kings and marquises all end up as dust, only mountains and rivers remain unchanged.
Only as before, the mountains and rivers!
This blade, the gain and loss of Jingzhou!
This knife cuts, people come and go.
The human-character sword style is wavering. With two feet forming the "human" character, how can it possibly stand firm!
Thanks to his mastery of hundreds of terrifying sword techniques, Dou Zhao, from the start of the battle, never repeated a single move. His swordsmanship was too powerful, his options too numerous! It could even be said that throughout the battle, every one of his moves appeared at the most opportune moment, and every sword strike achieved the best possible result under the current conditions.
No matter how dazzling Jiang Wang's performance was, it couldn't suppress him.
But by this juncture, as the battle raged with such intensity, the loss or gain of Jingzhou had already cleaved the throngs of people. Throughout eternity, who could escape the fate of gain and loss
Seeing the sea of fire split by that single blade, seeing the six spectators at the edge of the human-shaped sword field who were caught off guard and unable to hold their ground, they all clearly perceived that Jiang Wang had already fallen into a slump. This slump was actually very subtle.
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But in this peak-level showdown between Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao, it was fatal! The tense standoff was disrupted.
A little weakness, and the game is lost. One step backward, and every step after that will be wrong! Dou Zhao would naturally not miss such a chance to gain an advantage. The Heaven-Searing Blade paused in its swing for a moment.
The blade of Jiqiu suddenly retracted.
All the splendor, all the dreams, ultimately dissipate like clouds. All the mountains and rivers, all the gains and losses, vanish from sight across ten thousand miles. At this moment, Dou Zha's being is surrounded by a tranquility that is as clear as heaven and earth.
There is a kind of terror, born at this moment.
Even those six people sitting far away in the stands, watching Tian Xiaodao's edge, couldn't help but feel a chill. The first killing technique since the present world.
Dou Zhao was about to bring this battle to a close. This sword wash away all impurities, to witness the five decays of heaven and man! But before that, in Jiang Wang's crimson eyes, a sword light leaped first.
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Jiang Wang was also brewing for a long time! The moment Dou Zhao placed the Dragon of Fallen Debris, it was the moment he chose to strike. His ears, with jade-colored fluidity, rippled in the void, as if chanting compassionate Buddhist mantras.
The Arhat's celestial form is now activated! Even the ears of Avalokiteshvara are synchronized and unfolding at this moment.
The former lasted for nineteen breaths, the latter merely a fleeting instant. Yet, in that instant, the stars on the Daybreak Tower began to glow one after another. Their starlight was as vast as a waterfall cascading, their paths winding like celestial beings dancing with brushstrokes in the sky, painting a grand and long night, depicting the Big Dipper suspended high above. Thus, people were able to see...
Outside the Lang Wolf Arena, one could also see a clear blue sky and the Big Dipper shining over the royal court!
Dou Zhao frantically changed his moves, avoiding Jiang Wang's insightful additions. This was undoubtedly a brilliant move by a genius. If it weren't for Dou Zhao, such an unparalleled prodigy, daring to use this method in front of Jiang Wang, it would be a fool's errand. Facing Jiang Wang, who dares not show their strongest
Even knowing that his insights would be captured, it was impossible to use such a powerful killing technique against Jiang Wang. In this way, the battle started with Jiang Wang having a natural advantage in time. The longer the battle dragged on, the more favorable the situation became. But what's even worse is that it was Dou Zhao.
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Even with his non-strongest sword techniques, he was able to contend with Jiang Wang. In a sense, this could also be considered a kind of strength suppression.
Jiang Wang had to admit, today's him, even if he worked tirelessly day and night, was no longer the Jiang Wang of the Shan Hai Realm. In terms of paper strength, he was still inferior to Dou Zhao. This wasn't something shameful, nor did it affect his confidence in winning.
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To date, Dou Zhao has consecutively unleashed four peerless sword techniques: the Buddhist technique Da Huan Indura Sword, the Legalist technique Yi Zi Zhan Li Jue, the Military technique Lou Lan Po Zhen Dao, and the Confucian technique Jiu Qiu. Each sword technique has reached its peak, effortlessly wielded with remarkable skill.
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This, of course, is a terrifyingly powerful skill, a peerless talent. It can be foreseen that Dou Zhao's mastery likely extends beyond these techniques; he has many more options at his disposal. He could even continue fighting like this, until the very moment victory or defeat is decided, and Jiang Wang's divination methods would be unable to grasp any insight.
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But Jiang Wang also drew a conclusion from this: regardless of how Dou Zhao displayed his talent in battle, the core idea behind his strategy was already clear. This was also a necessary outcome when confronting divergent viewpoints. Under Dou Zhao's crazy changes, what he showed was his absolute confidence and control. Therefore, the moment the Seven Fighting Styles appeared, it must have been the time when Dou Zhao felt confident enough to decide the victor. This timing judgment is crucial, this is where the key lies!
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The location of air exchange is the air vent.
In this breath, between inhaling and exhaling, lies the beautiful boundary of life and death.
In the midst of fierce battle, he received a secret report revealing that there were many fake seals being circulated. However, after carefully analyzing and considering this information, his plan changed: he would expose these four imposters. There was no evidence against them publicly presented; this was also a weakness!
He had endured for a long time, just to put the timing of the decisive battle before Dou Zhao's preparations.
A little earlier, he might have been alerted, but a little later, it might already be over. So he had to judge accurately when Dou Zhao thought it was time to end the battle. If his judgment was even slightly off, everything would be over.
Even when making accurate judgments with no room for error, you still need to seize the fleeting opportunity that arises if you want a chance at victory! That opportunity is now! It's happening right this moment!
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Dou Zhao didn't even unleash the chilling intent of his Heavenly Sorrowing Blade, a blade that evokes grief from all living beings. Without hesitation, he revealed his hand and went all in! At this moment, above the Canglang Arena, the entire space was enveloped by starlight. Stars shifted in the sky, weaving a path through the domain of the Big Dipper.
Jiang Wang was dressed in green robes, his sword strapped to his back. He walked alone, his steps measured and calm, yet the world trembled around him, with the seven stars shifting their positions. The north star, the handle of the Big Dipper, bent in mid-air just once, already pointing resolutely northwards.
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Then the wind howled and brought a bitter cold. From all directions, frost arose. Floating clouds shattered into flying snow, and foul air wilted like yellow leaves.
Everything is desolate, and the world is filled with a sense of death. This is the time when winter rules all under heaven! Dou Shao and Jiang Wang have spared no effort, both unleashing their trump cards – weapons of the highest grade.
Because when it comes to a necessary fight to the death, they face each other with no holds barred! What kind of moves are the Five Sorrows of Heaven and Man
...is the final strike of the world's first killing technique.
Jiang Wang had witnessed it more than once, accumulated a lot of knowledge, and still hadn't found a way to crack it. What kind of technique was Tianxia Jie Dong
In the western suburbs of Linzi, Chong Xuan's rise to prominence was without regret. On the battlefield in Minxi, no one could determine the outcome.
The sword " < " is Jiang Wang's path of killing, in terms of lethality alone, it is also the strongest sword he has wielded so far. Jiang Wang's "Tianxia Jie Dong" (World Under Winter) came out faster, with a more complete momentum, seizing half a step ahead of his opponent.
But Dou Zhao's Five Great Sorrows of Heaven and Man should be even more powerful.
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Jiang Wang's eyes held the swirling movement of a yin-yang fish. And Dou Zhao's jet-black hair seemed to be pushing its way out of the golden chamber. The golden light and crimson flames appeared to be the only two breathtaking colors in the world.
Next come the silhouettes of red and green!
Only then did Helian Yunyun, watching from the sidelines, suddenly realize that this sparring match between envoys of two great nations, which should have been a highly anticipated event, had devolved into a life-or-death situation.
How is this possible
"Separate them!" she blurted out. But knew it was too late.
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This is the King's Court, security is unquestionable. Those secretly protecting her, though they are masters of their time, haven't gotten so close. The owner of the Canglang Arena isn't even at the arena right now. And even if they were closer, even if a master of their time intervened, could they truly effortlessly erase the might of this battle between these two and save their lives
The answer she saw with her eyes,
Suspect!
Zhong Liyan didn't feel that Dou Zhao would die, he took a sip of his tea, feeling somewhat regretful that he hadn't been able to retaliate against Jiang Wang. As for the relationship between Qi and Chu after this battle, he didn't think too much about it. Yu Wenfeng simply couldn't understand the situation at all, still thinking that this was a sparring match that could stop at any time, just like how Jiang Wang's sword had previously grazed Zhong Liyan's neck.
Jin Guohua of the Jin clan and Jadehua, a nun from Xiyue Temple, were uninvolved in the matter and simply pondering its implications.
But Huang Sheli had already donned her long robe, designing the most dashing posture to fly toward the Wu Tai later. She had made up her mind that she would achieve divine ascension at once if necessary, just to rewind time and save these two lives. How could she bear to see such beautiful beings perish before her eyes
Today, regardless of Dou Zhao or Jiang Wang, as the most representative prodigies of their respective countries, their lives and deaths are no longer just about them personally, but involve a huge amount of entanglement. Therefore, anyone who notices this scene inevitably has complex considerations.
Only the two individuals locked in a life-or-death struggle at this moment, only in their eyes, completely disregarded the thought of death. At this very instant, they were identical, both burning with unwavering self-confidence and an unrelenting pursuit of victory.
I was born different from others. I have never doubted my talent. I have always practiced diligently and lived a secluded life, unyielding in the face of hardship.
One day, divine soldiers will be drawn from their sheaths. Who among the world's heroes can stand against them! Let there be no talk of being unparalleled in the world. Only ask: who is the first Who is the first!
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