ATPnovel Chapter 2159: 225: Tonight, The Big Dipper Shines Alone over Minxi!
Chapter 2159: 225: Tonight, The Big Dipper Shines Alone over Minxi!
Capítulo 2159: Chapter 225: Tonight, The Big Dipper Shines Alone over Minxi!He is naturally cold, rarely showing emotions, lacking love and hate, and seldom displaying emotions like anger.
But matters concerning Jiang Wang, concerning the old events of Fengxi Town, have indeed blocked the way for quite some time.
He couldn’t avoid it!
Once the flames of anger are ignited, they surge instantly,
The fury leapt at this moment, like a demon ghost, baring claws and teeth to devour his heart. He even felt an expanding power in this anger—
No!
Yisheng Feng suddenly awoke.
That expanding power is just a delusion; the burning anger is not the truth.
Suddenly, a sword leapt from the heart sea, shattering endless miscellaneous thoughts.
Path Origin resonated with the unique style of Southern Dipper Palace, while the Fickle Lover sword glittered cold, cutting the sky and earth, performing nine hundred and eighty-seven swords in an instant!
Hidden within were one hundred and thirty-six thousand seven hundred and twenty-one variations!
Incalculable, unavoidable, inescapable.
It is the Southern Dou Killing Sword’s [Beneficial Calculation]!
Sure enough, the next moment, dense sword moves came like a sudden downpour.
Jiang Wang directly unleashed a swordsmanship storm.
Talented people are downcast! The old general is fading! Involuntary! Reckless youth!
Either horizontal or vertical, either picking or wiping.
Sword light clashed against sword light, Sword Qi collided with Sword Qi.
Calculating Sword Technique, with intricate calculations, tenacious dependence, and complex variations, wove a tight Sword Net, enveloping the wind, enveloping the rain, layer by layer dissolving this round of attack.
In that transparent sword light like Liu Li, Yisheng Feng’s sword eyebrows slightly gathered.
It shouldn’t be like this…
He shouldn’t have lost his composure like this!
[Rage fire], a Dao Technique for him that isn’t very strong, a Dao Technique he understood long ago, was used seamlessly by Jiang Wang just now, yet it almost caught him off guard!
No need to say how intricately Jiang Wang used it, how aptly.
That was Jiang Wang’s due diligence. He indeed has such strength.
But how could Yisheng Feng, in a life-and-death struggle, exhibit such ineptitude?
To know, in all his years of learning the sword, he never had a trembling hand even once. His uncle, Ren Qiuli’s evaluation of him was “the sword without flaw,” meaning he would never make a mistake in battle.
To know, back in the day when he followed his master to the Sword Pavilion to inquire about the sword, challenging seventeen peers from the Sword Pavilion, he never gave the opponent a chance.
To know, in the vast Southern Territory, with the rich bounty offered by the Huai Nation Government House, the number of Outer Tower Cultivators who wanted to kill him was unknown. Among them, how many were trapped before the Heavenly Human Separation, accumulated over years, seeking the chance for God Arrives at all costs! If he ever made a mistake, he wouldn’t be standing here today.
He was supposed to be someone who wouldn’t make mistakes; his sword should always be cold.
But facing Jiang Wang, he seemed to return to childhood, back to the times he thought he’d forgotten but in reality remained there forever!
Was the playful swordfight of mischievous children just a game? He had earnestly tried. He clearly used every means, but the tiny wooden sword of little Jiang Wang always appeared in places he didn’t expect.
“Hahaha, from now on we are the Fengxi Double Sword!” The young Jiang Wang said, smiling brightly, looking like a silly fool.
Who wants to be the Fengxi Double Sword with you…
No! How can it be childhood now!?
It’s been so long; I’ve tried all my efforts, surpassing all the young people of Southern Dipper Palace, truly gaining recognition from the True Person of the Seven Kills, to reach today.
All I’ve experienced, if it were you, you might not survive.
All I’ve felt, if it were you, you might not endure.
How can it be childhood now!
Yisheng Feng’s gaze returned to indifference, yet myriad emotional silhouettes flickered like shimmering light in a well. Including his incited anger, his stubbornness, his sense of shame, his unwillingness.
Divine Skills, [Artistic Intent], open!
Painting a tiger, painting skin is easy, painting bones is hard; knowing a person, knowing the face is easy, knowing the heart is hard.
Artistic Intent Divine Skills, paint one’s own intent, more so paint the human heart.
The silhouettes of emotions scattered into light, flowing light became brushstrokes, first drawing a “hate” for Jiang Wang——
You must hate me to the bone, willing to kill me at any cost, despite life and death.
The human heart harbors hate, confusing all five aggregates.
Then drawing a “calm” for himself——
Let the wind blow and the clouds scatter, I simply observe the moon from the well.
Only at this moment could he truly unleash the power of [Beneficial Calculation] sword move.
So-called “Beneficial Calculation,” calculating merit, calculating virtue, calculating cause, calculating effect.
How to calculate merit and virtue? How to measure cause and effect?
Merit and virtue, cause and effect, are balanced by the Heavenly Dao, how can they be added or subtracted by human calculation?
This sword requires transcendent wisdom to inspire, an eternal heart to reflect, Yisheng Feng inherently couldn’t achieve this, but can simulate by Artistic Intent Divine Skills, approaching the state of Heavenly Mechanism True Man.
Calm as still water, calculating trends, calculating swords.
Calculating Heavenly Dao without defect, calculating Human Dao without flaw. Calculating to anticipate the enemy, calculating to advance step by step!
One hundred thirty-six thousand seven hundred twenty-one variations, flowing in the sword moves like water.
Yisheng Feng counterattacks!
If Jiang Wang’s previous attack was a storm of wind and rain,
Then Yisheng Feng’s counterattack at this moment is a waterfall rushing.
Roaring Sword Qi almost filled all the space that could be filled, the varied sword moves almost exhausted the limits of imagination.
But Yisheng Feng found——
Even though he saw through the one hundred thirty-six thousand seven hundred twenty-one variations of the Calculating Sword Technique, he couldn’t see through the eyes of his childhood friend.
Still so steadfast, so calm…
That scarlet golden gaze, without a shred of wavering!
Red Heart Divine Power suppresses all directions, Artistic Intent Divine Skills’ hate cannot affect it!
His sword moves are like a Furious Sea, but the opponent is an ancient lone reef.