Chapter Ten: The Rising Sun

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  Facing the calm and composed Duan Qingyun, Gong Yang on the other side of the sword stage was not as calm. Looking at Duan Qingyun in front of him, a strong sense of crisis rose up in his heart. Although Duan Qingyun's gaze towards him was dull, he still saw a hint of hatred in it.

  This made Gong Yangyu somewhat depressed, half a year ago he was ranked thirteenth, unfortunately surpassed by the two guardians' disciples Yan Yuanyi and Lin Yun, now he had to face the challenge of Duan Qingyun. From Duan Qingyun's body, he felt a deep sense of danger, that was absolutely only when facing swordsmen of the same Tianwei would have the feeling.

  He drew out the newly forged Five Elements Flame Cloud Sword with his reverse hand, and in Gong Yangyu's heart, there was an irrepressible anger. His previous Five Elements Fire Cloud Sword had been directly shattered by Lu Qing's sword energy. For a swordsman, having one's sword broken by an enemy could be said to be a great humiliation. However, he didn't have the ability to take revenge, not even with a sneak attack, and there was no guarantee of success.

  Moreover, the sect has its own rules. Unless it is someone who has committed a heinous crime and been expelled from the inner sect, all disciples of the inner sect are not allowed to kill each other. Otherwise, they will be expelled from the sect. Once expelled from the sect, they will be shunned by all ten million great mountains' sects.

  "If you want to challenge me, then I won't hold back either. My moves are merciless, and if I accidentally hurt you, don't blame me." A flame-like aura extended from Yan Yun's sword, about eight inches long, like a snake hissing unpredictably. Gong Yangyu looked at Duan Qingyun with an unkind gaze.

  Duan Qingyun's eyes suddenly widened upon hearing this, and her body moved instantly.

  Sigh——

  Inconsistent with his physical stature, Duan Qingyun burst out like a fierce tiger, and the Lihuo Sword also slashed out an eight-inch-long solar sword energy, which carried a thread of fiery aura. The purple solar sword energy set off the fire-red Lihuo Sword, as if it had ignited a crimson flame. The air that was cut by the sword blade twisted slightly.

  This is ——

  Lu Qing carefully sensed it and discovered that the strange heat in Duan Qingyun's sword aura was actually coming from the intense flames emitted by his Lihuo Sword.

  Unlike some of the swords he had seen before, this Flame Sword didn't seem to have anything special about it at first glance. It was just a six-grade fire copper sword that had been refined with a bit of hundred-year-old fire gold. Although it was strange why it didn't have the natural aura of flames like some others, such as Taiyun's Chi Yang Sword or Lie Feng's Huo Yun Sword, he didn't think much of it.

  But at this moment, with his previous understanding of the Wind and Thunder's origin, his perception of various elemental powers has also undergone a qualitative improvement. At this moment, when he looks at Duan Qingyun's fierce fire sword again, he discovers that every time Duan Qingyun unleashes his sword energy, a flame element will surge out from the fierce fire sword and merge into it. Although it cannot transform his Xuanri Sword Energy into Flame Element Sword Energy, it can still increase its power significantly.

  What's going on, this almost overturned Lu Qing's understanding of sword casting. If the Flame Sword was a divine sword, Lu Qing could accept it, after all, divine swords have some very strange abilities that are beyond his comprehension. However, the Flame Sword in front of him is actually a genuine sixth-grade sword.

  Shaking his head, Lu Qing refocused all his attention back on the battle between the two.

  The two men were evenly matched from the start, with Akatsuki's Thirteen Swords bursting forth in full force. The first ten moves danced effortlessly between them, their feet stomping down on the black iron sword, occasionally forcing it to sink several inches into the ground.

  Under the sword platform, most of the inner sect disciples were also staring intently at the two people's movements. After all, considering the strength of the two, they had both approached the top level of the inner sect. It must be said that Gong Yangyu had indeed put in a lot of effort into the thirteen swords of the Rising Sun, and the conversion and connection of his moves were almost perfect. The state of being able to lift heavy weights with ease was also extremely familiar to him.

  However, Duan Qingyun's weightlifting was as light as a feather and extremely smooth. The thirteen swords of the Rising Sun were even more rigorous in their laws, and the sharp sword energy often collided with Gong Yangyu, making his arm numb. The sword energy broke through the air, and on the sword platform, the sound of "hiss" echoed continuously.

  At this moment, Duan Qingyun and Gong Yangyu's strength was basically equal.

  A black iron sword flew up and blocked Duan Qingyun's movement, Gong Yangyu retreated two steps back, and said in a deep voice: "Your progress is indeed great, but you should know that at the Sword Master level, apart from cultivation and swordsmanship realm, what's being compared is the understanding of profound sword techniques. You can have your current cultivation, I don't believe you've grasped even the Xu Ri Thirteen Swords in just half a year, take this move!"

  Gong Yangyu's entire body floated with a layer of pure solar sword energy, and the purple gas on the Flame Cloud Sword flickered. The sword tip quickly drew a series of circular arcs in the opposite direction around Duan Qingyun's location, each forming in the same direction. Almost in an instant, a large, hollow, purple sun was formed, and its powerful aura burst forth, pressing down towards Duan Qingyun in front.

  The purple energy is coming from the east!

  The ultimate move of Kokuryū Jusan Ken's twelfth style, "Shi no Kaze Tōrai" (Purple Air Coming from the East), was executed by Kōyū Ubu in a way that left most of his fellow disciples in awe. With a mastery that had almost reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, he seamlessly merged four circular arcs into a single, continuous motion - a fusion of four consecutive styles of "Shi no Kaze Tōrai". This was an attack power that had undoubtedly surpassed even the strongest of swordsmen.

  His face revealed an extremely solemn expression, Duan Qingyun felt that the circular arc on the sword tip in front of him transmitted a suffocating aura, the fusion of the four styles of Purple Energy Coming from the East, it seemed that Gong Yangyu had prepared this finishing move for a long time.

  Although his face was solemn, Duan Qingyun didn't show any signs of panic, and he retreated two steps in a carefree manner. With a burst of force from his right foot, he thrust the black iron sword into the ground about a foot deep, with half of his body slightly tilted to one side. Duan Qingyun's Flame Sword had assumed a strange upward-slashing stance.

  What!

  The many inner sect disciples under the sword platform were all stunned, it was a familiar posture, and also the posture that most of the inner sect disciples are still working hard to practice now, and even several inner sect disciples only slowly realized after opening the Baihui acupoint and entering the state of spiritual fusion with heaven and earth when they advanced to the Sword Guest stage.

  Rising Sun Thirteen Swords: Rising Sun of the East.

  It is also the most essential sword move in the entire profound swordsmanship of the thirteen swords of the rising sun. In this final move, almost all the intentions of the entire swordsmanship are integrated, otherwise it would not be named after the rising sun, and its powerful force can be seen as surpassing all the other moves in the entire swordsmanship.

  His face changed, Gong Yangyu felt a strong aura rising from Duan Qingyun's body, making his heart palpitate. Not daring to hesitate, Yan Yunjian pointed at the purple sun in front of him, where the four styles of purple energy converged.

  Wooooo...

  Under the worried gaze of the outer door disciples, this hollow purple sun stirred up a fierce gust of wind, and the rotating Xuanyuan sword energy was almost cutting through the static air at any moment, and the air emitted a painful whine.

  Hūn

  Boom!

  Bang!

  A hollow purple sun swept across the sword platform, and along the way, more than a dozen black iron swords that were touched by it instantly broke, the air was also compressed by the enormous momentum, and a fierce explosive sound was emitted between the two.

  A hint of mockery flashed at the corner of his mouth, and a fierce aura suddenly rose from Duan Qingyun's body. The sleeve on his right arm instantly turned to ashes, revealing tightly stretched white skin, with purple sword energy flowing rapidly into the Lihuo Sword.

  Hummm...

  As the Flame Sword let out a fierce tremor, Duan Qingyun's right arm suddenly rose up, and in an instant, a purple sun seemed to rise, its dazzling purple rays even surpassing the sunlight. This purple sun was about three feet in diameter, with sharp sword energy swirling around it ceaselessly. The air was quickly shredded as soon as it formed, and everyone could see that near the purple sun, there was a circle of faint, dark gray light, as if even light itself was being extinguished by the sword energy.

  Hūn

  Hūn

  Hūn

  More majestic than the public sheep's momentum, a purple sun directly blasted out a three-foot-wide empty space on the sword platform, and all the black iron swords inserted in the original place were shattered into countless pieces, shooting towards both sides. Fortunately, many of the outer door disciples were relatively far away, and these fragments only flew for more than 20 feet before falling down, otherwise within 20 feet, it would be very difficult for these outer door disciples to dodge with their mostly sword-attending cultivation.

  Boom!

  A deafening crash resounded from the center of the sword platform, and a fierce gust of air blew the black iron sword to make a humming noise. Between Duan Qingyun and Gong Yangyu, a violent purple sword energy burst forth.

  Unlike Duan Qingyun, who was calmly gazing at the center of the sword platform, Gong Yang's face looked unpleasant as he circulated his internal energy to barely recover a layer of his Xuri Sword Origin. The purple aura that had just merged with him had almost exhausted all six layers of his remaining sword origin, but unexpectedly, Duan Qingyun had already fully grasped the thirteen swords of Xu Ri.

  Detestable, at this moment, Gong Yangyu's expression almost twisted, Lu Qing had already heavily suppressed him from the start, and now there was Duan Qingyun, who actually grasped the entire Aurora Thirteen Swords even faster than him.

  Was I born to be a stepping stone?

  In the blink of an eye, the purple energy that had transformed into a hollow purple sun was engulfed by Duan Qingyun's rising sun, shrinking in size by a foot, but its aura still shook people's hearts, whistling as it charged towards Gong Yangyu's chest.

  His face revealed a look of unwillingness, at this moment, the suppressed oppression that Gong Yangyu had hidden in his heart for a long time was almost all triggered by this momentum. Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Gong Yangyu's complexion suddenly became extremely ferocious, with a pair of eyes revealing a frightening aura, and quickly turned into a crimson red.