Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 779 - 605 Seven-layered Thunder Blade + - 606 Three Generals_2

"Indeed, Master Qiu Lin took a misstep in his ways, endlessly preaching about principle, yet his martial arts were not honed to perfection. Caught off-guard at close quarters, he couldn’t block a single move. Had I known earlier, I would have stayed by his side to see just how strong General Mingyu really is and whether he could withstand a few of my Seven-layered Thunder Blade strikes," said General Bai.

"I understand now," Zhou Ping’an muttered softly, suddenly looking up at the blond legislator.

"Dr. Lan Qi, you’re quite confident in your Thunder Blade Technique, aren’t you? Then take this slash from me," Zhou Ping’an challenged.

As he spoke, Zhou Ping’an drew his sword and delivered a seemingly light slash.

The movements of drawing his sword were slow and rhythmic to the naked eye.

But to Lan Qi, the Thunder Blade wielder, it was as if a formidable enemy loomed. Surrounded by lightning that wove like chains, and with a sword curtain formed from his long blade, he retreated rapidly.

He only felt that this slash was swift, swift to an extreme. He had just seen the sword shadow, which was already the afterimage of a moment before. The actual blade had already reached his throat.

Lan Qi stimulated all the muscles and blood vessels in his body, channeling the power of lightning. His speed, however, was still more than a notch slower.

With an enraged roar, retreating swiftly, his wrist vibrated seven times in succession. The Broken Knife shone brightly, its speed increasing continuously, transforming into an arc of light to shield his throat.

Shick...

Sword Qi burst out.

The light of the sword faded.

Lan Qi felt a heavy weight on his wrist, as if hit by a landslide or a tidal wave, pressing down on the blade in his hand, making it impossible for him to lift his arm.

At the same time, a slight pain appeared on his neck, a trace of blood seeped out from a fresh cut.

His aura surged sky-high, regathering power as he calmed his frightened soul. When he looked at Zhou Ping’an again, he saw that the man had already sheathed his sword and stood as though he had never made a move.

As for himself, he had retreated more than fifty meters away, nearly colliding with the altar’s foundation stone.

"Such a swift blade, such a weighty blade," Lan Qi said.

Whether out of anger, shock, or perhaps embarrassment, Lan Qi’s face turned a deep shade of red as he bellowed, "Such a sneak attack doesn’t amount to real skill. Had we not been in a trial where internal conflict must be avoided to preserve our combat power, I would have fought you to the death."

Zhou Ping’an ignored him.

Knowing that this was nothing but the stubbornness of a dying man.

Perhaps, Lan Qi’s Thunder Blade Technique does possess tremendous offensive power, but in a true fight, Zhou Ping’an was certain that within ten moves, he would undoubtedly take Lan Qi’s life.

In the world of martial arts, only speed is unbeatable.

His own Sword Technique, infused with the Two Phases of the Wind and Sky, might not even mention the attack power—when it comes to speed, few could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

In a true contest of move against move, no matter how heavy Lan Qi’s Thunder Blade Technique was, if it couldn’t hit the opponent, it was in vain.

"Would General Bai care to test Mr. Zhou’s Sword Technique?"

Zhou Ping’an turned and addressed the man known as "Impermanence Bai," with a smile.

This figure, holding a Mourning Stick and wearing a tall, pointed hat, was clearly no ordinary person.

He bore too strong a resemblance to that figure of legend.

As far as Zhou Ping’an was aware, none of the renowned individuals he had heard of in myths and legends were ever simple characters.

Otherwise, their names would not have been handed down through the ages.

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Chapter 606: Three Generals

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"There’s no need. General Zhou’s Sword Technique is peerless, beyond what I can fend off. For this trial, let us follow General Zhou’s lead," Bai Sheng declined, showing no desire to test Zhou Ping’an’s Sword Technique.

Truth be told, his combat power was similar to that of Dr. Lan Qi with the Thunder Blade. Although he had a hidden Soul Control technique up his sleeve, such tactics need not be revealed when facing "comrades," especially not in a life-or-death struggle.

Even if revealed, facing such a ghostly and fierce Sword Technique, the likelihood of defeat was high.

Why bother with another contest?

Since the other party desired the leadership, and the two women opposite were implicitly standing behind him, accepting him as their leader...

He naturally couldn’t outpace Zhou Ping’an.

"That would be very good."

Zhou Ping’an paid no mind to what the other two were thinking.

He just needed them to concede superficially, not to sing in opposition to him.

As for the next steps, he’d observe the situation on the enemy’s side and ascertain their strengths.

"Little Princess Shen Bi, long time no see. You shine more brightly than ever, a truly joyous occasion," Zhou Ping’an said, turning to address Princess Shen Bi with a meaningful glance. The female general had been silent since her initial greeting, merely smiling as she watched the drama unfold.

What exactly was she thinking?

However, just from her demeanor, Zhou Ping’an could already discern why the Prison Subduing Demon Sect and the Great Xia Dynasty, which had thrived for one thousand eight hundred ninety-seven years, were replaced by the Great Zhou—there were inescapable reasons.

Because it seemed that Great Xia had never contemplated the possibility of defeat.

Nor had they anticipated a defeat so complete that even their supporting force, the Prison Subduing Demon Sect, would be eradicated and later vilified as a demon sect, universally hunted and reviled.

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"As long as we hold Fulong Pass for one month, reinforcements will arrive, and defeating Daliang’s army will be as easy as flipping one’s hand," said Shen Bi spiritedly, emphasizing the timing of the reinforcements’ arrival.

"But we can’t hold. It’s impossible to defend. The presence of Crown Prince Liang leading the troops is bearable, for he’s not overly formidable, and we can certainly manage. The problem lies with Prime Minister Qi Yunzi, who possesses the technique of Star Descent, allowing him to summon the embodiment of stars. The longer we defend, the more powerful individuals the opposition will summon. Forget a month, it would be impressive if we could hold out for ten days," stated Dr. Lan Qi with a grim expression.

This was his third time.

Whether it was attacking or defending, he had tried it all.