After passing through the long passage and arriving inside the imperial tomb, seeing the massive giant over ten ters high, the old emperor tidied his attire and imdiately drew his longsword.
As the blade slashed through the air, the old emperor practiced the moves he had learned before. This was both a review of those techniques and a warm-up for the upcoming battle — although this warm-up was sowhat too sharp. At least in Du Chengfeng’s opinion, if there were a squad in front of the old emperor, just this mont of slashing and stabbing would have killed all those people.
Undoubtedly, this was real swordsmanship capable of killing enemies. Even without evil Qi, relying solely on this exquisite sword skill, the old emperor could probably fight one against a hundred.
"Well played."
Looking at the old emperor who had finished warming up, Du Chengfeng couldn’t help but exclaim.
"Well jumped."
Looking at the old emperor who had finished warming up, the giant over ten ters high exclaid.
"Is this the pleasure you want to bring ? A sword dance?"
"..."
Even the eternally calm old emperor turned livid in this mont.
That was the crystallization of his lifelong art, strong swordsmanship capable of fighting a hundred n. Even relying only on this swordsmanship, he could kill those so-called evil Qi releases.
Yet now, this labor of a lifeti was actually being dismissed as a dance?
Nevertheless, the old emperor did not dare say anything.
Not just because of the giant’s massive physique before him.
Also, because of the other’s noble identity.
"Grand Ancestor Emperor..."
The old emperor, gnashing his teeth, squeezed out his words from between his teeth.
"Are you well today?"
"Don’t ask such nonsense, do you think there’s anything that could make unwell?"
The gigantic figure shook his head.
"If there really is sothing like that, then quickly show it to . I haven’t encountered sothing interesting like that in a long ti."
...
Looking up at the massive giant, the old emperor gripped his longsword tightly.
If he wanted to slash efficiently, the grip shouldn’t be too tight; a rigid palm would prevent the force from executing properly, which would greatly affect the efficiency of slashing — but even as a seasoned swordsman, the old emperor was now struggling to suppress the fluctuations of his emotions.
That was extre hatred.
Even to the point of, a deep-seated intent to kill.
"According to the old pledge, I co to slay you!"
Thus speaking, the old emperor thrust forth his sword.
But facing this assassination attempt, the gigantic figure showed no reaction.
There wasn’t any need for a reaction, after all, for a giant standing over ten ters tall, the sharp longsword rely seed toy-sized; even though the old emperor exerted himself to thrust the sword, it still barely reached the giant’s knee-level.
However, it was just during the giant’s underestimation that the old emperor’s longsword suddenly radiated brilliance.
It was a dazzling sword light, a deadly strike; no one could have predicted that a longsword unstained by any evil Qi could also emit a sharp Sword Qi — and with the enhancent of Sword Qi, the toy-like longsword beca a truly lethal blade.
This was a fleeting opportunity, and the old emperor decisively seized the battle chance.
The mighty Sword Qi, like a genuine giant sword, ferociously chopped at the giant’s head.
But it only chopped at the giant’s head.
The gigantic figure still did not react, not even lifting its head for a glance.
Facing the powerful sword strike, the massive giant rely sighed.
"Is this all?"
The gigantic figure looked down at the old emperor below.
"Is this the surprise you wanted to bring ?"
...
The old emperor was speechless for a long ti.
The sword strike that could cut gold and jade, even able to split mountains and rocks, now failed to leave any mark on the giant’s face.
As though the deadly strike was rely scratching an itch.
No, perhaps it wasn’t even akin to a scratch, because a scratch might at least tear the skin.
Yet nothing was left on the giant’s face.
Not even a scratch, not even a trace, this deadly strike was an utter joke.
"Perhaps let’s stop here."
The gigantic figure rely waved his hand, and the mighty Sword Qi shattered and disappeared on the spot.
"With this level of surprise, it’s really uninteresting... let’s do as your ancestors did instead, like your father, or say your grandfather; engage in a limited fight, direct challenge to is out of the question, it’s impossible for you to achieve that."
"I..."
At this mont, the old emperor even forgot to use the imperial reference "I."
Humiliation, undoubtedly, this was absolute humiliation. But what the old emperor couldn’t accept most was the undeniable truth laid before him.
Despite tirelessly striving, he couldn’t even scratch the skin of the Grand Ancestor Emperor.
This is simply...
"Thinking of sothing?"
The giant looked at the old emperor.
"Of course, if you want to retreat from this fight, I won’t force you..."
"Never!"
Before the giant finished speaking, the old emperor raised his head.
"I never retreat from battle!"
Although he spoke thus, the old emperor’s body trembled even more under the gaze of the giant, his instinct wanting to flee ho.
Yet he remained standing here, right before the giant.
"At least you have so courage."
The gigantic figure nodded slightly.
"Since you said you ca according to the old agreent, as long as you show sothing that can make happy, your descendants can continue to rule as emperors outside... don’t be so tense, you can’t possibly hurt , just showcase your skill, you can do it."
"I..."
The old emperor took a deep breath.
Can he really do it? The old emperor didn’t know. If previously he was filled with confidence, intending to assassinate the giant with that strike, after delivering that strike just now, his confidence had been utterly shattered.
But he still had to fight once more, one final ti.
After all, this is the fate of the royal family, and the destiny of past emperors.
"Co on!"
The old emperor raised his longsword, looking like an angry lion with his hair and beard standing on end.
No matter who the opponent is, he will let them experience his sword’s...
"Clang—"
The sharp tal scraped against the hastily raised blade.
The massive head fell to the ground, the face still maintaining that lion-like fury.
"Uh, is that all?"
The gigantic figure couldn’t help but shake his head.
Beside the decapitated corpse, the phantom figure with a war blade slowly retracted the blade.
Then, it dissipated at the feet of the gigantic figure.
"This..."
Du Chengfeng was astonished, his eyes wide with surprise.
Not because of the terrifying technique of the giant, nor due to the phantom figure’s fierce strike, but because the appearance of this phantom... was overly familiar.
Of course, how could he possibly not rember this face?
This was, unmistakably, the Yang Fatty from the old days in Jibei.
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