Longzang

Chapter 821 Comfort
In an instant, Xiaoyu's respect for Zhang Sheng, if not plummeted to rock bottom, was at least not far off, to the point where she could reach Wei Yuan with a mere hand.

Xiaoyu believes everyone understands how the owner of the Immortal Sword Great Sun would feel upon seeing a fake one. Since everyone understands, why bother building a fake Immortal Sword Great Sun just to annoy oneself?

Zhang Sheng's pseudo-sun sword actually contained a trace of the true essence of the sun's fire. The sword immortal who wielded the sword was not completely ignorant, but rather lacked intelligence. Moreover, controlling the pseudo-sun did not require a high level of intelligence.

In terms of spirituality, if we take the human race as an analogy, then Shaoyang Xingjun, even if he is not the top scholar, is still among the top three in the palace examination.

Zhang Sheng, the sword-wielding immortal, was a failed scholar who, though far from achieving official rank and still a long way from the final imperial examination, possessed far greater knowledge than the average person.

The fact that the pseudo-sun in the Legend of Sword and Fairy could cultivate spirituality is already quite incredible.

If we consider the pseudo-sun, Zhang Sheng's sword is the finest, even the best, among pseudo-sun swords, single-handedly elevating it to a level that does not belong to it.

But no matter how high it is, it can't compare to the true sun. This swordsman can hardly be called a swordsman immortal; at most, he can only be called a swordsman.

Zhang Sheng summoned the immortal sword Pseudo-Sun, not just for show. With a thought, the swordsman drew his sword and attacked, a thin line of fire slashing straight at Shaoyang Xingjun!

This sword strike was quite impolite. Shaoyang Xingjun's face showed anger. He waved his hand and slashed the swordsman away. A huge gap appeared in the pseudo-sun in his hand, which was obviously damaged.

But Shaoyang Xingjun was also somewhat surprised. He had already exerted three-tenths of his strength with this sword, yet he still hadn't managed to cut the counterfeit item in half.
At this moment, Shaoyang Xingjun received Xiaoyu's thoughts: This person is a senior teacher, and must be respected. She must not be harmed.

Shaoyang Xingjun then withdrew some of his power.

Zhang Sheng frowned slightly and said, "Go ahead and make your move. It doesn't matter if you kill them."

Xiao Yu was somewhat annoyed. Although the swordsman wouldn't die, killing him on the spot would still severely damage his vital energy and even Zhang Sheng's primordial spirit. If she really did that, wouldn't that barbarian Wei Yuan come after her to the death? No amount of sentiment could fill this abyss.

The fake Sun Swordsman attacked again, but Shaoyang Xingjun turned around, dodging a line of fire slashing from behind. Surprisingly, another swordsman appeared behind him, unleashing a line of fire with a wave of his hand.

The two swordsmen attacked from both sides, their coordination was seamless, and their combat power far exceeded the sum of their individual strengths, forcing Shaoyang Xingjun to exert three-tenths of his strength before he could finally gain the upper hand.

Zhang Sheng stood motionless, and two more swordsmen appeared in the arena, joining the attack. In the blink of an eye, the number increased from four to eight, and from eight to sixteen.

Sixteen counterfeit Japanese swordsmen relentlessly slashed and hacked at Shaoyang Xingjun, creating a spectacular display of skill. Shaoyang Xingjun had already exerted seven-tenths of his strength but was unable to gain the upper hand, so he had no choice but to add another ten percent.

Although it was only a point difference, the effect was completely different. That extra point of strength was enough to cut the immortal swords in the hands of the two swordsmen who were trying to defend together at the same time!

Shaoyang Xingjun suddenly increased his strength during the clash of the immortal swords, catching Zhang Sheng off guard. Both of his pseudo-sun swords were cut in half at the same time, causing chaos among the swordsmen.

Xiao Yu immediately shouted, "You mustn't be rude to Master Zhang!"

Shaoyang Xingjun nodded slightly, looking proudly at the dozen or so swordsmen who had retreated.

Zhang Sheng frowned slightly, feeling that Xiao Yu's words were meant for him, and he felt a surge of murderous intent towards Shao Yang Xing Jun, who had suddenly increased his power.

Without saying much, she directly took down two injured swordsmen, adding sixteen more swordsmen to the field. A total of thirty pseudo-suns surrounded and fought the not only genuine but also limited edition Immortal Sword Great Sun.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and the sun's intense heat scorched the dueling platform, leaving it pitted and scarred.

However, with thirty-two swordsmen, the formation would be perfect, and their coordination would be flawless. But now, with two swordsmen missing, the sword formation's power is immediately greatly reduced. This isn't just a slight decrease; the formation is flawed, and its power is reduced by a full forty percent.

At this moment, Xiaoyu also realized that it was probably Shaoyang Xingjun's intentional act just now. Otherwise, thirty-two swordsmen forming a sword formation would be quite troublesome, and it would take some effort to deal with them.

With the sword formation's enhancement, the swordsmen became one, and even 80% of their power could not sever the immortal swords in their hands.

Shaoyang Xingjun secretly saved up some strength. Just as he was about to repeat his old trick when the two swords clashed, a white-clad swordsman suddenly appeared in front of him!
The swordsman, dressed in pristine white, with a cold and aloof expression, held a pure white immortal sword in his hand. He did not stand on the platform, but rather in the air, coldly looking at Shaoyang Xingjun.

This white-clad swordsman looks really good, but his strength... is really weak.

The sword in her hand, though possessing an extremely pure sword intent, couldn't conceal the fact that it was only a Human-level sword. It was truly unheard of for a mere Human-level immortal sword to produce a swordswoman.

Xiao Yu felt that this was a reversal of common sense, but then she remembered that this group of pseudo-Japanese people in front of her was also a reversal of common sense.
Xiao Yu was puzzled, not understanding why Zhang Sheng would bother repairing so many human-level swords when he had nothing better to do.

The Shaoyang Star Lord had the same question, but at that moment, the immortal sword in the white-robed sword suddenly lit up with a white light, which was much brighter than the sun in the sky!

It wasn't hot, nor was there a gentle breeze; it was just bright, so bright that Xiaoyu felt as if she were blind, seeing nothing but white light!
In an instant, Xiaoyu finally understood the sword's intent: Immortal Sword - Pure White!

Shaoyang Xingjun could not see anything either. The pure white sword intent not only affected his eyes but also his consciousness. Closing his eyes was useless; he could only turn his head to the side.

As Shaoyang Xingjun turned his head, he saw a white-clad swordsman standing to his side!
A new white-clad swordsman, brimming with sword intent, once again sent Shaoyang Xingjun and Xiaoyu into the pure white world.

Xiao Yu was already swearing. Zhang Sheng not only repaired two of these trash swords, but he was just being ridiculous!
Despite his cursing, the Pure White swords were undeniably effective. Now, Shaoyang Xingjun had to rely on his innate immortal power to protect his divine sense in order to see clearly. Xiaoyu then realized that there weren't two Pure White swords, but four, occupying all four directions and forming a self-contained sword formation with no blind spots.

Seeing that Shaoyang Xingjun's defense was effective, the pure white sword intent ceased its continuous release and began to flicker randomly. The intense light intensified, and Xiaoyu, caught off guard, was once again drawn into the pure white world. Shaoyang Xingjun, enraged, no longer held back, unleashing nine-tenths of his power. However, his sword intent was suddenly blocked by a thick, heavy sword intent. The opponent was clearly not very strong, but it was exceptionally resilient, and could not be dispersed by its attacks.

Sixteen more swordsmen appeared in the arena, wielding unidentified earth-elemental immortal swords. They formed a sword formation, specializing in defense. The five elements—fire generates earth—and while the True Flame of the Sun clashed with the earth-elemental sword formation, its power remained undiminished, but the earth-elemental sword formation's defense was somewhat enhanced.

Thus, the three sword formations on the field, with their offensive, defensive, and restraining elements, have forced Shaoyang Xingjun to use his full strength.

Fortunately, the Shaoyang Star Lord's immortal power is inexhaustible, and he can fight until the end of time if he doesn't go all out—a divine ability that neither the Sun nor Yangming possesses. As for Zhang Sheng and the other swordsmen, their ranks are not high, and their auras inevitably decline over time.

Zhang Sheng remained standing with his hands behind his back, while eight more immortal swords appeared in the arena. Xiao Yu recognized this sword as the Great Bright Demon-Subduing Sword. The eight swords formed a sword formation as soon as they appeared, but instead of advancing, they occupied eight positions, working together to suppress Shao Yang Xing Jun, actually reducing his immortal power by half!

Xiao Yu then understood that the key to mastering the Great Bright Demon-Subduing Sword lay in the word "subduing demons." But he was instantly enraged; was he being used as a demon-subduing weapon?
The Lesser Yang Star Lord shared the same sentiment and was also enraged. He instantly unleashed his full power, leaving the surrounding swordsmen in a sorry state, and the great formation was on the verge of collapse.

But at this moment, four more pale blue immortal swords appeared in the arena; they were from Si Yu.

The moment the sword was drawn, not only was Xiao Yu stunned, but the onlookers also erupted in uproar. If everyone remembered correctly, this Silk Rain Sword was originally created by Wei Yuan, and was a copy of Zhang Sheng's Green Silk Rain.

Zhang Sheng actually repaired four Si Yu swords; is he just copying himself?
Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, a light drizzle began to fall in the arena, and the auras of all the swordsmen suddenly rose steadily, returning to normal in the blink of an eye!

All the cultivators were greatly surprised. So that's how Silk Rain is used?
Then three real Azure Rain appeared, forming the Three Talents Sword Formation in the air. A strand of extremely azure rain ignored the defense and fell on Shaoyang Xingjun.

Shaoyang Xingjun instantly felt his immortal power being continuously dissolved by the blue rain. If this continued, it would likely damage his very foundation. Shaoyang Xingjun dared not be negligent and had to divert a portion of his immortal power to focus on resisting. At this moment, he was being suppressed by multiple factors and could only use up 90% of his power to defend against the enemy.

The moment Qing Si Yu appeared, it immediately suppressed Shao Yang Xing Jun, stabilizing the battle situation. It was not easy for either side to win.

Just as Xiaoyu was about to call for a halt, she suddenly saw dozens more swordsmen appear in the arena, forming a sword formation with seventy-two positions.

The immortal swords in their hands were of all kinds, and the sword formation was simply to increase power. Then, a total of seventy-two trashy flying swords bombarded Shaoyang Xingjun, like ants gnawing at an elephant, destroying his defense bit by bit.

Xiao Yu was stunned and forgot to call a halt for a moment.

Suddenly the stage was cleared. Zhang Sheng had already taken all the swordsmen, leaving only Shaoyang Xingjun standing there, his clothes tattered and his expression bitter.

Meanwhile, the divine senses hidden in the shadows were not idle for a moment, and they all summoned their recording stones.

"That's enough, let's stop here," Zhang Sheng said calmly.

Xiao Yu smiled wryly: "Master Zhang, have you truly reached the Dharma Form stage?"

Not yet.

Xiaoyu suddenly looked a little dejected and said, "...I understand."

Zhang Sheng comforted him, saying, "If you hadn't underestimated them and had launched a full-scale attack from the start, the situation would have been different. Underestimating the enemy is a major taboo when facing them, and you must never do that again."

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Xiaoyu's eyes: "If I go all out, can I win?"

Zhang Sheng remained silent for a moment before saying, "...No."

"why?"

Zhang Sheng had been waiting for this question, and immediately replied, "I still have several hundred immortal swords yet to be drawn."

Xiaoyu's mind went blank for a moment, and she didn't know what to say. She only felt the damp cold in the wind, which penetrated to her very bones.

Seeing this, Zhang Sheng could only comfort him, saying, "Isn't it common for us disciples of the Taichu Palace to fight enemies above our level?"

Xiaoyu bit her lip so hard it almost bled!
It is indeed common for disciples of the Taichu Palace to fight against opponents of higher ranks, and it is not uncommon for top disciples to win. However, the problem is that Xiaoyu is now the one being defeated by an opponent of a higher rank.

At this point, Xiao Yu felt he had fully grasped the skill of the Azure Palace in comforting its fellow disciples. But he hadn't expected that he was still naive.

Zhang Sheng glanced at Shaoyang Xingjun, pondered for a moment, and said to Xiaoyu, "I have walked this path before, but later I encountered an enemy and realized that this path was impassable. So, taking advantage of my resurrection, I abandoned everything and started over. But you don't need to do that. You can continue on this path of specializing in one sword."

"Who did you encounter at that time?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Xiaoyu regretted them.

"The First Witch".

Shaoyang Xingjun disappeared silently.

　It was a bit late, but at least the portion was enough.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)