Chapter 1800: Chapter 85: Like Him
Dou Zhao held a long saber, his golden body dazzling, proudly standing atop the sky.
The “Pure Land” of Yue Tiannu was shattered, and the sea colossus of Zuo Guangshu had collapsed.
Dou Zhao’s fighting spirit was still boiling, but there was no opponent before him.
After a battle that should have been an exhilarating clash…
He felt lonely.
He seed to hear the sigh of Tianxiao, so subtle, so regretful.
Nevertheless, he still strode forward with his saber, toward the still-flying Yue Tiannu, to put a slightly regretful end to this battle.
For all matters in the world, there are beginnings and endings.
But in the next mont, he stopped and looked back.
What he saw was a figure like a long rainbow sweeping over the sea, rushing in from the far distance within his line of sight.
What he felt was a high-spirited and fearless aura, almost crashing skyward into the sea.
He heard the sword’s singing, so clear and resounding, with killing intent boiling!
In his view, that person crossed the sea, catching Zuo Guangshu in one motion. Then the figure settled, the face beca clear, and afterward, the lingering Qingyun Mark slowly dispersed, one by one.
That person held Zuo Guangshu with one hand, yet raised his eyes to look at him.
Those eyes were very clean, yet very determined.
Even soone like Qu Shunhua possessed with Absolute Summit Divine Skills, even Yue Tiannu able to muster Pure Land power at the Outer Tower Realm, couldn’t help but feel dread when looking at him.
Yet this person did not; this person only had a heart for battle.
Dou Zhao almost imdiately turned around, facing him with the saber.
Yue Tiannu, in a short ti, lacked the power to fight again, no need to mind her.
And he was eagerly anticipating.
Jiang Qingyang, pushed by Yu Beidou as the first Inner Mansion in history, now how will he fare?
…
One against three, one dead, two heavily damaged.
Even though Dou Zhao’s strength was always known, despair was inevitable.
Anger was futile, madness useless, ultimately everything speaks through power.
As Zuo Guangshu helplessly fell, the thought in his mind was of that figure long since departed.
He had tried very hard, training day and night, fighting endlessly day and night. The Zuo Family had sought almost every Dao book related to Water tactics for him, and he studied them earnestly. In the Taixu Illusion Realm, he didn’t count how many he faced. Raised with fine clothes and sumptuous als, even in the environnt like Mountain and Sea Purgatory, he never uttered a single word of complaint…
He was certain he put forth his greatest effort possible, yet he still had to face such stark disparity.
Almost like a chasm between heavens!
How nurous the talented figures of Great Chu are…
How hard must his brother have strived to overshadow his peers?
In those monts unknown to him, how did his brother… pursue his path?
“Wait for to return.”
That hand eternally tousling his hair, that eternal phrase.
When he began facing storms alone, when he went forward alone, he began to understand more deeply the tenderness of that palm.
The cruelty and perilousness of the world, all the harshness of wind, frost, rain, and snow, were kept at bay by it.
I want to…
He panted.
Yet the sharp Sword Qi continued to cut and crash inside his body.
I want to…
He struggled, but couldn’t muster a bit of extra strength.
“Like him!”
He almost cried out loud, but couldn’t be certain if he made a sound.
At this mont, he felt himself falling into a gentle surge of energizing strength.
A hand held his back, with a powerful sensation, bringing peace.
A strong yet gentle True Yuan flowed into him, securing vital points first, then perating to his limbs and bones.
The raging Sword Qi within him was expelled.
He opened his hazy eyes and saw a clearly defined chin.
“Brother…”
He called out.
Jiang Wang did not lower his head.
Who could shift their gaze while confronting Dou Zhao?
At this precise mont, Dou Zhao’s golden body was dazzling, standing proudly under the sky.
While he stood upon the clear sea waves, left hand holding Zuo Guangshu, right hand grasping Longing.
The man with azure robe and erald waves stood alone.
He had expelled the rampaging Sword Qi within Zuo Guangshu and heard that soft call.
“Rest a bit.”
He rely said this.
Slowly he knelt down, gently laying Zuo Guangshu on the sea’s surface.
Throughout this entire process, he kept firmly focused on Dou Zhao’s eyes, remaining ready to draw his sword at any mont.
Prideful as Dou Zhao, unlikely would he act at such a ti.
But this vigilance, never granting a sliver of opportunity, precisely showed his respect for Dou Zhao.
The sea wave was like a mirror, gently supporting Zuo Guangshu.
Then the man in azure robe slowly rose.
And then leapt up!
Boom!
The air exploded.
In this process, frost white spread behind him, crimson fire flowed around him, sword light leapt in his eyes, with an incredibly grand and dazzling aura, brilliant against the high sky.
Voice Broadcast Immortal Style initiated!
Sword Immortal arrived!
The sea surface beneath his boots stirred faint ripples.
But very faint and shallow, almost imperceptible.
rely naturally diffusing.
All the way until it distanced far from Zuo Guangshu’s location, suddenly raising great waves!
No words spoken.
The first clash between Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao, there was no introductory dialogue between them.
Only the eyes filled with fighting spirit t each other.
The tip of Longing’s sword angled upward, colliding directly against Tianxiao Sword’s edge.
A point clashed against a line.
This was how the duel began!
The sound was crisp, yet carried a certain fierceness, an unwillingness from both sides.
Enormous ripples unraveled from the impact, dispersing the air in all directions.
The air surge rushed like a tide, spreading over thirty yards.
Even caught up to Yue Tiannu, who had only just steadied herself.
She barely managed to lift her hand, summoning a figure of a man with a snake’s head, Maha Rudra, to shield herself, just avoiding being swept away by this surge.
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