The First Sword of the Universe

Chapter 470 Overpowering Su Xinghe, Disrupting the Tianlong Storyline

"I've been swamped with other matters lately and haven't had the mind to think about how to solve the Precious Chess Formation." Duan Yu waved his hand and looked at Xu Xingchen with a wry smile: "Brother Xu, this matter... you..."

Xu Xingchen raised his hand to stop Duan Yu from finishing his sentence and calmly said, "Don't worry, I know how to break the deadlock, but I know nothing about the way of Go. You will have to show me how to play the game."

Duan Yu was speechless upon hearing these contradictory words.

Su Xinghe, who was in the pavilion, was even more furious: "You brat, you don't know how to play chess, yet you dare to say you know how to solve it. Such nonsense is clearly just trying to fool me; take this slap from me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck Xu Xingchen with a palm print that shimmered with a blue light.

The palm print pushed through the air silently, and by the time it reached within a few feet of Xu Xingchen, it had expanded to the size of a millstone.

An invisible force pressed down on Xu Xingchen, seemingly trying to restrain his body and limbs, rendering him unable to move or dodge.

But the moment Xu Xingchen raised her arm, all the pressure placed on her vanished without a trace.

A black and white stream of energy suddenly burst forth from the palm, circled in the air, and then connected to form a buzzing, rotating magnetic ring.

The shimmering blue palm print met the flowing black and white magnetic ring, like a lotus leaf floating on water suddenly encountering a powerful vortex. With a whoosh, it was sucked in while spinning.

Feeling the connection between himself and the palm print severed, Su Xinghe's expression changed drastically. He quickly focused his gaze and saw that his palm print had only rotated once within the black and white ring before disintegrating and ceasing to exist.

Xu Xingchen swung his arm to the side, and the Yuan Magnetic Ring moved to the side. With a vibration, it exhaled a stream of green energy, which shot out like a sharp sword to the ground three zhang away.

Boom!

The ground trembled, mud flew into the sky, and amidst billowing dust, a pit about ten feet in size had appeared in the grass three feet away.

"This is... my palm strike?" Su Xinghe's eyes widened, and he easily judged the power of that force, which was almost identical to the palm strike he had just unleashed.

He was learned and insightful, and quickly grasped the reasoning behind it.

It was clearly this young talent of unknown origin before them who, in an instant, absorbed, transformed, and then expelled the palm energy.
The mysteries and profoundness of this matter were beyond his imagination.

“Your martial arts don’t seem to resemble the Murong family’s Star Shifting Divine Skill.” Su Xinghe frowned, his eyes filled with surprise and confusion, as well as great curiosity: “What kind of martial arts is this?”

The Yuan Magnetic Ring transformed into a black and white stream of air, which entered Xu Xingchen's palm and disappeared.

Xu Xingchen smiled faintly and said, "This is a divine skill I created myself, the Yuan Magnetic Ring."

"The primordial energy stirs, the magnetic poles rotate, and the magical power is wondrous. It is a magnificent primordial magnetic magic ring that lasts forever!" Su Xinghe exclaimed in admiration. Then, his expression turned serious again: "I don't care whether you created this martial art yourself or inherited it from elsewhere; if you think you can use this martial art to cause trouble in my Deaf-Mute Sect, you are dreaming."

"Boy, take a few more of my moves!"

The words were still lingering in the air when Su Xinghe appeared in front of Xu Xingchen in a flash.

Eight palm prints appeared almost simultaneously, raining down on Xu Xingchen's face, neck, chest, shoulders, and abdomen like a shower of flowers. Their speed was lightning fast.

However, all eight palm prints missed their mark, and Xu Xingchen's figure vanished in the wind before Su Xinghe's eyes.

Su Xinghe suddenly turned around and struck behind him with his palm, colliding with a broad, thick hand.

Bang!
The air exploded, and a strong wind swept through.

Su Xinghe felt an overwhelming force coming from his palm, pushing his body backward.

Xu Xingchen, who appeared behind Su Xinghe, took a step and caught up with Su Xinghe who was retreating. He raised his arm and struck out with a palm strike in a flash.

Su Xinghe had no time to dodge and could only push his arm out again to receive the second blow.

An immense force surged forth like a landslide, pushing Su Xinghe's body backward even faster.

But Xu Xingchen, who was hot on his heels, had already unleashed a third palm strike.

Their palms collided, creating a powerful explosion of energy. Amidst the swirling wind, Su Xinghe's body slammed into a pine tree several feet away like a cannonball.

The massive pine tree trembled violently, scattering countless pine needles like rain.

Xu Xingchen stopped his pursuit, looked at Su Xinghe who had straightened up again, shook his head and sighed softly, "Your martial arts are mediocre!"

He came here to cause trouble, not to calmly reason with Su Xinghe.

For such a person who is obsessed with studying all kinds of knowledge in the world, a normal visiting attitude will not get the results they want.

Only by defeating Su Xinghe with a strong stance and breaking the obsession of Su Xinghe and his disciples—the Precious Chess Game—can Wu Yazi be forced to reveal himself.

Xu Xingchen really wanted to see what kind of wonderful reaction Wu Yazi would have when he learned that his wife had become the Empress Dowager of the Western Xia Kingdom, and that his daughter and granddaughter were still alive.

In the world of the book, Wu Yazi's appearance was too brief; he passed on his profound internal energy to Xu Zhao and then died.

At that time in this valley, neither Duan Yu, who had learned the Northern Darkness Divine Art, nor Wang Yuyan, who looked exactly like Li Qiushui, were able to meet Wu Yazi, thus missing out on many wonderful stories.

Ever since Xu Xingchen came into this world, she has been thinking of causing a huge ruckus and tearing all the storylines to shreds.

Many misunderstandings, missed opportunities, and regrets have occurred. We should correct what can be corrected and make up for what can be made up for. For those that cannot be corrected or made up for, we should try our best to let them develop according to our own wishes.

Therefore, he moved the jade statue, which he didn't know was either Li Qiushui or Li Canghai, out of the Jianhu Palace in Wuliang Mountain, so that many people could see it.
Therefore, he killed Yun Zhonghe, one of the Four Evils, crippled Yue Laosan, the Crocodile God of the South Sea, by half, forced Ye Erniang to commit suicide, and revealed that Duan Yu was the son of Duan Yanqing.
Therefore, he built the Xiaoyao Manor outside Suzhou, attracting Lady Wang and her daughter Wang Yuyan, and also keeping all the Lingjiu Palace entourage who came to capture him there.
Therefore, after the Beggars' Sect gathering at Xingzilin, he explained Qiao Feng's background, his father's survival, and his grudges with Murong Bo.
Therefore, he led Duan Yu, who had mastered the Northern Darkness Divine Skill and the Lingbo Steps, to cause a ruckus at the residence of the Congbian Master, hoping to force Wuyazi to reveal himself.
Having done so much, he has completely messed up the original storyline of the Tianlong world, and even he himself cannot predict how it will develop.

However, this is exactly the result he wanted!

(End of this chapter)