Chapter 337
Emperor Zhaolie of Han Dynasty
Although Zhou Sheng's tone was calm, his gaze gradually became serious, and he exuded an invisible yet intimidating pressure.
His main energy was focused on Yu Tianheng, but even a wisp of it was enough to make Tan Sheng, who was arrogant about his advanced cultivation, feel like he had a thorn in his back and his hair stood on end.
Yu Tianheng had been relaxed, with one hand behind his back and the other hand spinning the Iron Gallblade. Even when the Azure Dragon Blade was broken, he was only slightly surprised and did not take it too seriously.
But with a click, the ease on his face vanished instantly.
The spinning iron vessel stopped, revealing a clear crack on it.
Zhou Sheng did not make a move. Instead, after sensing the danger, he subconsciously increased the force in his hand, which was almost a stress response to facing a top expert.
He carefully examined Zhou Sheng's young face, and finally said something in a skeptical tone.
"The sixth level?"
These three short words jolted Tan Sheng, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Level 6!
In just two months, Boss Long actually broke through the sixth level and stepped into the realm of immortals with one foot in the door?
"I was fortunate enough to break through thanks to the guidance of a master. I would like to ask Senior Yu to answer my question first."
Zhou Sheng stepped forward, placed the red thread in his arms on the ground, stretched out his hand, and the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, transformed from Ya Zi, slowly appeared, its blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
The azure dragon embedded in the blade let out a roar, swirling and meandering along the back of the blade, displaying incredible mystique.
Yazi devoured many divine weapons with him, and as his own cultivation level soared, he was able to nourish Yazi, tempering and refining that golden energy, making it even sharper and indestructible.
The celestial robes spun automatically, gradually transforming into Guan Yu's green python robe, dancing in the wind. The dragons on the robes seemed to come alive, gently blinking their eyes.
Yu Tianheng sneered and said, "You think I'll just tell you what to say? Kid, it just so happens that your master is getting old and can't get along with him. Let me test your blade and see if it's as sharp as it was back then."
At the same time, he also looked at Yaotai Feng, who was holding two swords and had a sharp gaze.
"You two juniors, come at me together, lest you say I'm bullying you."
Upon hearing this, Hongxian immediately retorted indignantly, "And me too! We'll have three heroes fight Lü Bu!"
That old man actually forgot about her! How despicable! Does he look down on me, the Red Thread Heroine?
"Boss, I'll lead the charge!"
Hongxian was as fierce as ever, pouncing like a tiger, but Zhou Sheng grabbed her by the back of the neck like a cat.
"Senior Yu, please give me an explanation, otherwise, as a successor of the Northern School, I will have no choice but to ask for your guidance."
As a disciple, he should investigate the reason why the sect's secret techniques were passed on to outsiders. If it was stolen, he should take action to eliminate the perpetrator.
"Okay, come on over."
Yu Tianheng truly lived up to his reputation as someone who had been defeated dozens of times by Yu Zhensheng yet remained stronger with each setback. Despite his advanced age, he showed no fear in the face of Zhou Sheng, whose cultivation had greatly improved and whose sharpness was imposing. Instead, he was filled with fighting spirit.
It is a fighting spirit that constantly challenges powerful enemies, never gives up, and is as firm as diamond.
Zhou Sheng frowned and looked at Tan Sheng.
Clearly, he wanted Tan Sheng to explain; the two had fought side by side, and he trusted Tan Sheng's character.
But Tan Sheng looked bitter and pointed to his mouth.
Just now, Yu Tianheng silenced him by pressing his acupoint.
Clearly, the return of Boss Long has aroused Master's fighting spirit and interest, and Master is almost impatient to fight him.
That attitude was no longer about giving guidance to a junior, but rather treating the other person as a rival of equal strength.
"In that case, I'll have to offend you."
Zhou Sheng swung the Azure Dragon blade in his hand, its edge pointing towards Yu Tianheng. The dazzling blade light flashed like a startled swan, sending chills down one's spine. In an instant, Yu Tianheng's expression changed drastically. He stepped on clouds and retreated several feet with his disciple in a flash.
A wisp of beard drifted down slowly, then split into two, then into four, then into eight, and finally turned into dust.
That's Yu Tianheng's beard.
Zhou Sheng remained standing still, but a huge image of Guan Gong appeared behind him.
He wore a scholar's helmet, a green python robe, a crescent-shaped sword, had a red face and a long beard, and his phoenix eyes shone with a dignified light.
From head to toe, it is lifelike and extremely realistic. In addition to the murderous aura of a martial saint, it also has the divine majesty of Guan Yu.
Compared to the Guan Gong Dharma Image that Yu Tianheng had just displayed, Zhou Sheng's Dharma Image was undoubtedly larger, more lifelike, and more majestic, demonstrating a profound level of skill and mastery.
Boom!
Without a single wasted word, once he got into character and entered a state of combat, Guan Yu saw only two kinds of people: Lü Bu and those who would sell their heads for profit.
The crescent blade slashed down fiercely, but unlike the Yu Tianheng blade, it did not shake the earth and crack. Instead, the surroundings were unusually calm, and all the blade energy was condensed and concentrated on that line of blade light, making it as bright as the sun and moon.
Yu Tianheng's expression became unusually solemn, and he instantly became fully immersed in his role.
Upon seeing this strike, he knew he had to unleash his true skills.
"When we recall the oath we swore in the Peach Garden, we three made a solemn vow to Heaven: We do not wish to be born on the same day, in the same month, in the same year, but we wish to die on the same day, in the same month, in the same year, sharing wealth and honor, and standing together through thick and thin!"
The powerful and vigorous opera singing rang out, causing the incomparable and indestructible sword light to slow down more and more, until even the official in charge of the law trembled slightly.
Because Guan Yu saw a third type of person.
Emperor Zhaolie of Han, Liu Xuande!
At this moment, Yu Tianheng had already used his signature skill, the Emperor's Play, and he was singing Liu Bei from "The Meeting at the Ancient City".
In the play, when Guan Yu came to find Zhang Fei after "passing five passes and slaying six generals," Zhang Fei refused to open the city gate due to suspicion. This scene reveals the heartfelt confession of their sworn brotherhood.
This scene affected even Zhou Sheng's Guan Gong Dharma Image, making him completely unable to draw his sword against "Big Brother".
Guan Yu was a man of unparalleled righteousness and looked down upon the world, yet he respected his elder brother the most. It was already considered good that he didn't stab Zhou Sheng, and it was a testament to his profound wisdom that he didn't help Liu Bei to kill Zhou Sheng.
At this point, Zhou Sheng finally understood how powerful this imperial drama was.
He even felt that Yu Tianheng's imperial drama was created to restrain his master, and even contained the ambition to restrain the entire Northern School.
The Northern School excels at portraying meritorious officials and generals, heroes of all time. So I'll sing "The Emperor's Reign," and watch you bow down and submit.
He couldn't help but frown, a sense of unease creeping over him.
While he may be considered the best among the younger generation in the art of Yin-Yang, he is still a step behind Yu Tianheng in terms of skill and experience.
Since that's the case, there's no other way but to draw the sword.
The Pure Yang Divine Sword, which roamed the void, sensed its master's intention and drew half an inch from its sheath. Instantly, its vast sword energy surged and raged like a flood that had been released from its dam!
Before it was even fully drawn, Yu Tianheng already had an extremely dangerous premonition. Holding the Nine Dragon Seal in his palm, he stared intently at his surroundings, trying to find the source of the danger.
However, the Pure Yang Divine Sword closed up again in the next moment.
The sword energy returned to calm.
Because a familiar old man appeared beside Zhou Sheng, his smile revealing an indescribable smugness.
"You brat, a good sword needs to be nurtured; don't draw it lightly."
"Remember, a sword that is not yet drawn is the most intimidating!" (End of Chapter)