ATPnovel Chapter 1216 - 1216 403 Make the Most of Joy Extra for 15055 Monthly Votes_3
Chapter 1216 - 1216 403 Make the Most of Joy Extra for 15055 Monthly Votes_3
1216: Chapter 403: Make the Most of Joy (Extra for 15055 Monthly Votes)_3 1216: Chapter 403: Make the Most of Joy (Extra for 15055 Monthly Votes)_3 And so he reached a conclusion: Yan Shaofei, in this state, was invincible!Thus, he unleashed ‘Iron Cavalry Charge with Clanging Spear and Sword’, without hesitation taking to the air, shifting his position.
Unwittingly, his will to fight had changed and changed again.
From overpowering an opponent, to seriously defeating an opponent, to now…
enduring the opponent’s Divine Skills state, waiting for the right moment.
Of course, the zeal to win never waned from start to finish.
In war, victory and defeat are always more important than the process.
To understand how to avoid the sharpness of an enemy’s attack is to understand war.
But at this moment.
Faced with Zhongshan Wei Sun’s ‘Ninefold Killing Fists’, Yan Shaofei did not dodge.
He simply staggered forward, striking out with his sword at Zhongshan Wei Sun!
Boom!
The relentless punch struck Yan Shaofei, shattering his protective starlight, caving his chest in, and emitting a grating, painful sound,
But Yan Shaofei was still smiling.
In his ‘Live to the Fullest’ state, he was not killed by this punch.
He continued to smile joyously, falling forward in a stumble.
Like an innocent child running with a toy sword, laughing and playfully racing, but losing footing and tumbling down.
Yet it was this fall.
Zhongshan Wei Sun’s ascendancy was blocked on the spot, his entire body slashed by countless emerging Sword Qi.
Ding ding ding ding ding ding!
That was the sound of Sword Qi slicing through the ‘Armor for Slaying Demons’.
In this frenzy of cutting Sword Qi, Zhongshan Wei Sun was forced back to the ground.
And Yan Shaofei fell before him!
Like a drunkard drowning sorrows in alcohol, like a child who had fallen, he stumbled and fell forward.
And coincidentally, his triumphant sword pierced straight into his heart!
Zhongshan Wei Sun was unwilling, unaccepting, indignant!
He still had Divine Skills unused, still had trump cards unplayed, the Ninefold Killing Fists weren’t even fully executed!
How could he, the proud talent of Jingguo, be defeated!
But the extremely sorrowful Sword Qi rampaged wildly within him.
His pain, his sins, were reignited, even igniting the flames of a red lotus.
The painful flames scorched within…
A streak of clear light soothed him.
It calmed his body, but his heart ached even more!
Because Yu Xi had intervened.
During True Monarch Yu Xi’s proclamation about the outcome.
Zhongshan Wei Sun looked at Yan Shaofei, who lay halffallen before him, with a Longsword piercing his heart, and yet supporting himself.
He spat out blood and asked with difficulty: “What swordsmanship is this?”
The question was asked, and then he suddenly remembered that this person across from him seemed to be mute.
Probably because he was naturally unable to speak, that’s why this fellow was so pained.
Only thus could he be so focused, and that’s why so strong…
In such a moment, Zhongshan Wei Sun’s mind inexplicably birthed a strange Thought—If Yellow Sheri also became mute one day, would he become stronger?
“Divine Injury.”
Yan Shaofei said.
He pulled out the triumphant sword.
The moment the sword left the body, Zhongshan Wei Sun really wanted to let Zhao Tiezhu come out and say a few words.
But watching this fellow who withdrew his sword, feeling that stark desolation and sorrow, he suddenly felt disheartened.
Going back means getting beaten again, right?
But there’s no helping it, not displaying one’s peak means a lack of one’s own strength.
But, grandfather, I really tried so hard.
Well, you probably won’t listen, will you?
Let it be then…
The man lying on the ground had laid flat.
The man standing and retreating had an expressionless face.
The extreme joy of just now dissipated, leaving only endless bleakness and sadness.
Although he won this match, he seemed somewhat stooped.
It’s not that his ‘Live to the Fullest’ state did not return his youth, but that this sword wounds both self and others!
It makes one inevitably ask, what kind of story lies between him and his sword technique?
The victor was decided on the Arena, while below the Arena, there was suddenly a burst of uproar!
This battle turned out to be a victory for Wei Country’s talent!
A talent not from the Overlord Country actually made it to the last step, qualifying to compete for the title at the Yellow River Gathering!
The People of Jing Kingdom looked grim, disbelieving.
The people of Wei Country were beside themselves with joy, cheering resoundingly.
And General Wu Xun of Wei Country stood up directly, his expression excited: “Yan Shaofei!
When you return to our country, I shall lead your horse!”
But Yan Shaofei was merely holding his sword, his eyelids drooping slightly, his expression lonely.
Standing alone on the platform, as if abandoned by the entire world.
Even though today…
At the Guanhe Platform the world was at his feet!