Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Zui Guangyin scratched his head: "What should we do now?"

"Zui Guangyin, pick up your sword and fight Jiu Qiansheng seriously to complete the match that was not completed back then."

"Okay, but don't let me."

"No, please."

"Come on, Lord Nine Thousand Victories, Shadow Strike!"

With a slight raise of the bone knife, a sharp blade of energy was unleashed before everyone's eyes, mercilessly slashing towards Qi Luosheng.

Qi Luosheng was extremely familiar with the moves of the most powerful technique, and having spent the past few days guarding the Time Tree, he had gained a considerable understanding of the passage of time. The moment the bone knife moved, Qi Luosheng leaped into the air.

The blade's energy swept past his feet.

Immediately, Jiangshan Yandao and Heiyue Zhilei launched their attacks simultaneously: "Tiangong Shuangdao Ying!"

With one horizontal slash and the other diagonal cut, the two swords formed a giant cross, attacking from all four directions, their blade energy enveloping the entire arena.

"Uh~"

Although Zui Guangyin raised his sword to defend, he was suddenly no match for the power of the two swords and retreated, vomiting blood.

"I didn't expect you to actually resort to killing me. Then I won't hold back either, Shadow Transformation!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind arose, and three figures materialized, as three bone knives fiercely struck towards Qi Luosheng.

Qi Luosheng focused his mind and was on guard. Seeing the most powerful move of the most glorious time, he immediately channeled his energy into his twin swords, his form like spreading wings, and soared into the sky, striking out with his sword in mid-air.

The white figure soared through the sky like an eagle, or chased the moon like a shooting star, its speed undiminished by its power, and its strength imbued with elegance.

"At the most critical moment, be careful, Nine Heavens Strike - A Thousand-Pound Earth-Splitting Strike!"

Qi Luo Shengren, suspended in mid-air, used the winds and clouds of the heavens to draw upon celestial energy, forming a massive blade domain that covered the entire arena before plunging down.

"The final move will decide the victor: Heavenly Dog Devours the Moon!"

A dog barked from somewhere, howling across the mountains and fields. Then, everything went black as a giant dog's head swallowed the sun, turning the clear sky into a pitch-black night.

Qi Luosheng truly felt that the passage of time had slowed down. He was trapped in the dust of time and could not break free. He could only watch the bone knife flow backward.

Meanwhile, within his own sword domain, countless openings appeared over time.

Despite being restrained in his swordplay and physical limitations, Qi Luosheng remained perfectly clear-headed: "It's not that my attacks have slowed down, nor that my swordplay has been broken, but rather..."

The bone knife easily pierced through the opening and aimed at Qi Luosheng's neck.

Just when things were at their most critical, Zui Guangyin Bone Blade spun around, knocking away Jiangshan Yan Blade and Black Moon Tears, and whispered in Qi Luosheng's ear, "Lord Jiuqiansheng, you're still not good enough."

The black dog disappeared, and the sky cleared up again.

Qi Luosheng smiled slightly: "At least I have seen the trajectory of time, and I look forward to the next battle."

The audience was still eager for more after the second match:

"Qiluo Sheng clearly had the upper hand, so how did things suddenly turn around and Zui Guangyin won?"

"Hey, didn't you hear what the judges said yesterday? The Time Blade Technique is not something ordinary people can learn."

"So, in other words, Zui Guangyin isn't human?"

Regardless of what the audience was saying, the morning's matches were over, and Death Kingdom Night God and Time City's Most Time advanced to the semifinals.

Chapter 268 Sword Review Meeting: The Vast Expanse of Stars, the Power of Time

The afternoon sun cast a slanting rays, making the Sword Debate Sea feel somewhat hot.

Compared to the calm demeanor of the first two rounds, this round made everyone from Tiandu and the Sword Debate Sea a little nervous. Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun, who was going to fight in the third round, was not only the representative of Tiandu, but also the brother of the judge Tian Zun Huang Yin.

If Xiao Jian loses, it will humiliate many people.

"Soaring ninety thousand li, with ten thousand taels of silver around his waist, he's used to riding a crane across Yangzhou. But affairs are complicated, the scenery is fading, and gold cannot enrich even a hero. A world of human affairs exists between heaven and earth. White is also an eye. Blue is also an eye."

A long-unheard poem, accompanied by a white feathered robe, gracefully descended onto the arena.

On the other side, heavy footsteps, wild short hair, and arrogant, sharp eyes marked the arrival of a domineering king.

Ya Shao bowed respectfully: "Xiao Jiandun greets you."

The man, seemingly oblivious, reached out and said, "Please."

The Heavenly Blade, like the man himself, is elegant and slender, flowing like autumn water, slowly cascading in the setting sun, and then the flowing water transforms into blade energy.

The crescent-shaped blade is short and curved, resembling the waxing and waning of the moon. Its deep blue blade is tinged with a golden hue at the edge, revealing an inexplicable eeriness.

"One slash sweeps across the mountains, drink!"

"A cold dream at midnight, ha!"

The Heavenly Blade slashed out, and a ball of snow-white light flew over the arena, exploding with a resounding boom.

Dian Buluan stood tall and imposing, his figure completely still. He swung his moon blade, unleashing a dark blue light that clashed violently with the Heavenly Blade.

Two bursts of sword energy, one white and one blue, exploded, their evenly matched attacks dissipating like bubbles.

"Clouds and Heavens Without Direction!"

Xiao Jiandun's swordsmanship originated from the celestial realm.

During the endless years of guarding the galactic prison, the Azure-Eyed Silver-Warrior transformed into a royal dragon, traversing the vast and empty universe, feeling the attraction and resistance between stellar forces.

Stars and tides, the laws of the universe.

Although Ku Jing's body could no longer unleash the sword technique that once shook the stars, that grand yet ethereal realization remained eternally in Bi Yan Yin Rong's heart, transforming into the Minghe Gongying of today.

Suffering and the universe, who is whose shadow?

Laughing Sword Dull and Azure-Eyed Silver Armor, who is whose shadow?

The sudden change in the sword's momentum, the undirected sword energy, and the vast sword light spread and gathered like clouds, making it impossible to pinpoint the target of the Heavenly Sword's attack.

The unpredictable strike left Dian Buluan in a state of imminent collapse, eliciting gasps from the surrounding audience:

"How could this be? The first move was completely different from the second, as if it were a completely different person."

"A knife can change like that?"

"It looks light and weak, but it is actually fierce and powerful. If it hits, Madman will have to withdraw from this game."

Suddenly, a maniacal laugh was heard: "Hahaha, what a fine blade, Ten Thousand Miles of Wind!"

Since we can't predict the opponent's attack, let's sweep it away with a hurricane.

Dian Buluan's sword technique was derived from the twelve two-hour periods of the day. During the days when he was a young boy practicing swordsmanship, his elder brother had already become famous in Donghuang Xuanzhou and won the title of Martial Champion.

But he, with his mediocre talent, could only immerse himself in the seawater, facing the East China Sea, drawing his sword day after day.

His swordsmanship teacher never taught him any real swordsmanship, but simply said coldly, "When you can split the sea in two with a single stroke, you'll be ready to graduate."

Splitting the sea in two became the sole objective of the madman.

In the midst of this endless cleaving of the sea, he discovered the secret of time: the power of the seawater was different at each hour, and the power of the seawater was related to the tides.

The tide rises twice a day, at which time the force of the seawater is at its strongest.

As the waves slowly receded, they rebounded his sword energy, as if to replenish his depleted strength.

Although the tide rises and falls every day, the timing is not fixed. This secret excited Dian Buluan, and he began to like this sea.

Many years later, when he had a complete grasp of the tides of the East China Sea, he actually split the seawater in two.

When Dian Buluan returned to the palace, he was not greeted with praise from his swordsmanship teacher, but with a scene of blood and flames. His elder brother had destroyed the empire.

The cloud-like Heavenly Blade clashed with the wind-like Moon Blade.

The two combatants were unaware that one had once practiced swordsmanship in the vast universe, facing the galactic tides, while the other had once practiced swordsmanship in the boundless ocean, facing the ocean tides.

This is a convergence of events, a clash between heaven and earth.

Bang!

The twin swords clashed, the sound shaking the surrounding area, and the lake water surged a hundred feet, rushing towards the audience.

With a flick of his sleeve, the Heavenly Venerable Emperor swept away the waves and frowned, saying, "A fine blade!"

This attack failed, and Ya Shao changed his sword stance again: "A Line of Heavenly Splendor!"

Suddenly, Xiao Jian's body transformed into a thin sheet of paper, which then turned into a white line, and he instantly disappeared from the arena.

The arena wasn't large, and in the midst of the bizarre changes, the white line wound its way towards the right hand of the madman holding the knife.

"what is this?"

"excuse me."

The white line emitted a human voice, and Dian Buluan felt a sharp pain in his wrist. The moon blade fell, but was caught by Xiao Jiandun.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Jiandun had returned to his original form, handing over the moon blade while bowing and apologizing.

"My swordsmanship is unorthodox, and my victory would be dishonorable. I apologize."

"Hahaha, fine knife, fine technique!"

Despite his laughter, Dianbulan felt a pang of indescribable bitterness in his heart. He had only used two moves in twelve hours, and there were many other exquisite moves that he had not yet shown to the world.

The fourth game has begun.

Two contestants stepped onto the stage: the long-absent Chaotic Blade and Xiao Liuguang from the Western Regions.

“Reflecting on the events of the past fifteen years, I have been both talented and tearful, and I have failed both my heart for the flute and my reputation for the sword.”

His hair and muscles were as white as ever, but his expression carried a different kind of loneliness.

Xiao Liuguang curiously sized up his opponent: "Tsk tsk, your physique is quite exaggerated even in our Western Regions."

"Ok?"

"It will cause women to bleed, so I suggest you get dressed before going out."

"Enough talk, let's fight!"

With a flick of the lion-headed sword, a massive sword aura surged outwards, causing the arena to sway violently.

Xiao Liuguang had no choice but to make a move: "Looks like a strong and brave warrior, his dream is shattered!"

With a flash of dark light, the power of the Wolf Star entered the blade, instantly making it a thousand times heavier. A tremendous force, enough to overturn mountains and shatter waves, slashed towards the Chaotic World Mad Blade.