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Chapter 222: Chapter 210 Ascending Immortal Platform, Immortal Battle!

Chapter 222 -210 Ascending Immortal Platform, Immortal Battle!

Previously, upon learning that the challenger was a Japanese Martial Artist, Chen Yuan had suspected that the opponent would likely accept the challenge and had been eagerly anticipating it.

What opportunity would this time hold, Divine Skills and Secret Techniques, or Elixir?

Of course, whatever it was, Chen Yuan was open to all comers and would take whatever was offered.

Now, upon seeing that bright green light, Chen Yuan’s slightly lifted heart finally settled down as he urged the boat to speed closer.

Yunjiang was vast and had birthed many legends.

Across Qingzhou, Yunjiang was the largest river, spanning almost half of Qingzhou, and Nanling Prefecture was one of the most crucial nodes, which was what sustained the Azure Flood Dragon Association, based on river transport.

It stretched about a thousand miles, the widest part stretching over a hundred yards!

Though the spot where Chen Yuan and the Japanese Swordsman Yagyu Shinichi were located was not the widest, it was still about one hundred fifty meters wide, sufficient for the two of them to contend.

Chen Yuan deactivated his Heavenly Eye Technique, his gaze serene as he sized up the Japanese Swordsman in front of him, a man with a gaunt face and spirited eyes, clearly no ordinary individual.

Just one look was enough to feel the aura concealed within him.

Triangular brows and eyes met Chen Yuan’s gaze, his attire similar to that of ordinary Central Plains Martial Artists; however, upon closer inspection, Chen Yuan still spotted some peculiar details.

Especially the black ribbon tied on his forehead, indeed, it had somewhat of an aroma of days long gone.

“Master Chen!”

Yagyu Shinichi, emulating the etiquette of the Central Plains Martial Artists, clasped his hands in greeting to Chen Yuan, quite accurately imitating the gesture.

“Brother Yagyu.”

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, vaguely lifting his hand, not as accurately as Yagyu Shinichi’s gesture.

“I have long heard of Master Chen’s Demon Blade, and could not calm the itching in my hands until I issued a challenge at the Ascending Immortal Tower. I hope you’ll forgive me.” Yagyu Shinichi began by formally apologizing.

As if he had been compelled by Chen Yuan.

Indeed, as Tao Qingyuan had assessed, he knew the minor details but lacked greater principles.

“Hehe…” Chen Yuan chuckled lightly, his gaze shifting, wanting to test this fellow in front of him to see if he really was so polite, then said:

“There’s no need for such formalities, Master Yagyu. I’m actually quite curious about Japan.”

“Oh?” A light glimmered in Yagyu Shinichi’s heart, seemingly somewhat flattered. After all, in the Central Plains, everyone believed that the Great Jin Thirteen States were the center of heaven and earth.

Places like the Northern Barbarians, Southern Border, and their kind of overseas small countries were considered uncultivated Barbarian Lands. His stepping forward to challenge one after another was also to promote Japanese Martial Arts,

to show some arrogant people from the Central Plains that Japanese Martial Arts were equally formidable.

“What are you curious about, Master Chen?” Yagyu Shinichi quickly asked.

“I heard that people in Japan are naturally open-minded, not bound by trivial etiquette, especially concerning surnames. Many children’s birthplaces become their surname origins,

like Inoue, Matsushita, Ozawa… Oh, Brother Yagyu’s surname is Yagyu, could it be…” Chen Yuan’s gaze was mocking as he looked at Yagyu Shinichi, his words carrying a hint of personal vendetta.

There was no help for it; from childhood, he was taught to resent people who had days a bit too good.

Yagyu Shinichi’s gaze burned into Chen Yuan, his voice cold:

“Do you wish to provoke me?”

“You might see it that way.”

“Why?”

“If you can challenge me, why can’t I provoke you?”

“Do you know the consequences, Master Chen?”

“Hehe…”

Chen Yuan’s lips twitched, nonchalant.

Yagyu Shinichi slowly raised the long sword in his hand in front of him, a hint of murderous intent sparkling in his eyes, he stated faintly:

“I had intended to leave your body intact, but it seems you do not wish for that.”

“I really dislike that pretentious attitude of yours, so… I’m going to kill you!” As soon as Chen Yuan finished speaking, his aura changed instantaneously, a thick killing intent enveloping him.

“Very well, only with such can my Saber Technique progress.” Yagyu Shinichi nodded slightly, not feeling threatened by Chen Yuan’s words but rather thinking this was better.

He challenged various sword experts on the Hidden Dragon List to refine his Saber Technique and condense his Sword Intent.

Of course, he was not foolish, only challenging opponents he believed he could handle. His elder brother had once remarked that he possessed the strength of the top eighty on the Hidden Dragon List.

Thus, facing Chen Yuan, he felt no pressure whatsoever.

On the contrary, he believed he could defeat this so-called Demon Blade individual.

“Words are useless, let’s battle!”

As soon as Chen Yuan’s words fell, his Sword Drawing Skill erupted instantaneously. Located a few yards apart, the Mystic Yang Gang Qi he unleashed reached his opponent in a blink.

Facing that bright sword light, an already prepared Yagyu Shinichi drew his own slender long sword directly, its style somewhat similar to Chen Yuan’s Yan Ling Saber,

but a bit more slender and radiating a cold light.

It was called a Tachi!

As the Sword Aura clashed, Yagyu Shinichi launched his own attack, a pale blue bright Sword Light, not inferior to Chen Yuan’s Sword Drawing Skill.

The two collided, producing a thunderous sound.

Both Sword Lights extinguished simultaneously.

Waves erupted on the river’s surface.

The duel began!

Many spectators on both sides held their breaths, watching intently the life-and-death duel at the peak of Gang Condensation.

After a probing move, Chen Yuan and Yagyu Shinichi both leapt up from the small boat, immediately causing large ripples on the river surface as they stepped on the boat.

Chen Yuan had no intention of continuing to probe. Once he made a move, it was with full force, slashing out seven faint red sword lights as if they cost him nothing.

It was as though he was trying to surround Yagyu Shinichi, who faced him with a solemn expression, countering with the saber technique passed down in the Yagyu family.

On the river surface, water splashed about as Chen Yuan landed. He lightly tapped the surface of the river with his right leg, his Gang Qi buoying him up, increasing the area of force and propelling him into the air again.

Theoretically, as long as the Gang Qi in Chen Yuan’s Dantian was not exhausted, he could continue leaping and falling on the river surface.

The same was true for Yagyu Shinichi.

After breaking through Chen Yuan’s sword lights, Yagyu Shinichi’s movement technique suddenly accelerated, and in almost a blink of an eye, he flew close to Chen Yuan, thrusting his Tachi directly at Chen Yuan’s chest.

The blade carried cold Gang Qi, and just by coming close, Chen Yuan could feel the chill emanating from the blade. Without hesitation, he sidestepped and used his Yan Ling Saber to parry the Tachi.

Fiery Mystic Yang Gang Qi met cold Gang Qi, and the close contact between them produced a sizzling sound.

Yagyu Shinichi’s expression did not change, as if he had anticipated this. Using a fake force, he emitted a few muffled groans, suddenly rolling several circles in mid-air, slashing down at Chen Yuan’s neck with the sharp Tachi.

‘Clang! Clang! Clang!’

Three consecutive strikes, each stronger than the last, but Chen Yuan blocked all of them, standing firm like a rock amidst the stormy sea.

Sparks flew, and the sword lights scattered.

Sensing that Yagyu Shinichi had no strength left to follow up, a glint of cold light shot from Chen Yuan’s eyes, and a powerful force surged into his right arm as he swung back his sword to aim for his opponent’s head.

Three feet of Mystic Yang Gang Qi sliced past Yagyu Shinichi’s face, severing a strand of hair.

War intent surged in Yagyu Shinichi’s heart. He bent back and swept his blade from below, aiming to split Chen Yuan in two. As soon as the battle began, neither spared any effort, all their moves were lethal.

Chen Yuan became alert, his leg filled with immense power, kicked away the Tachi in the blink of an eye. Following that, Yagyu Shinichi swiftly threw out a palm strike, to which Chen Yuan responded with a punch.

‘Bang!’

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A huge booming sound exploded, and two strands of exploding Gang Qi directly dispersed, sending hot air waves scattering all over. Chen Yuan was above, Yagyu Shinichi below,

Under this force, Chen Yuan was lifted by the Gang Qi, while Yagyu Shinichi was directly blasted into the Yunjiang, disappearing in an instant!

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“Master, between these two, whom do you think will emerge victorious?”

The old servant asked Ye Chenbai, not because he couldn’t tell the outcome himself, but because he wanted to hear the master’s insight.

“It’s evenly matched right now; it’s hard to tell,”

Ye Chenbai shook his head, withholding judgment.

In the span of a mere few moments, the two had exchanged over a hundred moves, their sword lights and Gang Qi never ceasing, appearing evenly matched without a clear winner. Yet, he knew they both had reserves left.

Even the experienced Ye Chenbai was somewhat amazed at Chen Yuan’s growth in strength. The last time Chen Yuan fought Liu Changkong, it was somewhat forced, but now he was facing the extremely strong Yagyu Shinichi without falling behind,

Such talent was truly astonishing, worthy of the top fifty ranks in the Hidden Dragon List.

Perhaps…

In the future, he could also show his skills on the Ascending Immortal Platform, but then he shook his head, thinking it unrealistic since there was less than a year left until this Ascending Immortal Battle.

Chen Yuan might have to wait for the next one…

But it seemed he was slightly too old.

What a pity! What a pity!

This Ascending Immortal Battle was the grandest in fifty years, and the Immortal Fruit was also of the highest quality.

Tang Qian’s face was gloomy. Ever since Chen Yuan had displayed his strength, Tang Qian’s expression had never improved, realizing where his previous unease had stemmed from.

Chen Yuan’s growth rate was terrifying.

He thought his evaluation of him was already high enough, but the other party kept shocking him!

On the contrary, Tao Qingyuan was unable to hide his joy, stroking his beard and grinning, an expression that made Lv Yuan beside him somewhat speechless.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard Tao Qingyuan speak with some surprise:

“I thought Zhang Xuan was already strong enough, but Chen Yuan turns out to be even more formidable.”

“Lv brother, whose subordinate do you think this is?”

Tao Qingyuan looked at Lv Yuan waiting for his response, but Lv Yuan simply ignored Tao Qingyuan, snorting lightly and continuing to focus on Chen Yuan on the river surface.

But Tao Qingyuan wouldn’t let him off, chuckling to himself, and when he saw no response, he continued talking to himself:

“This is my subordinate, Tao Qingyuan’s!”

“Hahaha, Tao has an eye for talent, this young man will surely be exceptional in the future.”

“Don’t celebrate too early, Tao brother, the outcome is still uncertain,”

Lv Yuan responded.

Unexpectedly, Tao Qingyuan sneered twice:

“Just a mere Eastern Barbarian, Chen Yuan will surely decapitate him!”

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