Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2580 Tide

The White Tiger God was just joking, but he didn't expect Li Ji to be annoyed when he heard it. Instead, he looked at the two figures fighting fiercely with a complicated look.

“They really have a good chemistry.”

Lin Baoyue had no personal relationship with Dongfang Yi in those days. But before he died alone eight years ago, the only thing he told him was to go to Dongfang Yi in Soochow after the army surrounding the Cloud Forest withdrew.

But she did not inform Dongfang Yi about this in advance.

After Dongfang Yi adopted him, Li Ji once asked Dongfang Yi in detail about Li Zhao, but got no answer.

Dongfang Yi did not know a woman named Li Zhao.

Dongfang Yi was not aware that he was the reincarnation of the Azure Dragon God.

Given Dongfang Yi's character, he did not lie intentionally.

Li Zhao sealed the Azure Dragon God's soul in his body completely. With Dongfang Yi's level, he should not be able to feel anything anymore.

Even if Dongfang Yi knew his background before he was captured, she probably wouldn't have figured out what exactly happened to him.

As for Li Zhao's identity, Li Ji estimated that Dongfang Yi had made some guesses at the time, but without evidence there was no way to be sure.

Dongfang Yi was also very confused about his memory that Li Zhao was killed by Shao Siming.

Although he did not get any explanation, Dongfang Yi adopted him as Li Zhao expected and did not interfere with his freedom.

He ran to Nanchu to seek revenge on Ji Mo without knowing his own limitations and had all his meridians broken. Dongfang Yi did not blame him too much, but tried her best to rescue him. After that, she did not lock him up in Dongwu, but agreed to let him travel around the continent with Zhao Guang.

Even though his realm was declining year by year, Dongfang Yi had never thought of taking advantage of him since he had the aura of the Azure Dragon.

After he broke through the Shenwu realm, Dongfang Yi passed the Juque sword to him and asked him to become Zhaohua Jun of Dongwu.

Just as Li Zhao had expected, Dongfang Yi gave him a home and took good care of him.

It was clear that the two of them didn't say anything to each other back then, but they had a great understanding of each other.

How is this done?

Li Ji looked at the battlefield, but found that the fight between the two men suddenly stopped.

Ying Baoyue and Dongfang Yi were separated by one blow and stood facing each other with swords in hand.

The water droplets suspended in the air fell at the same time, big and small beads hitting the jade plate, making a tinkling sound.

There wasn't a single scratch on either of them, they looked as clean as if they had been washed with water.

The onlookers looked at each other, wondering why the two men suddenly stopped.

"Which number of sword competitions are we in?" White Tiger God frowned.

Li Ji narrowed his eyes, "The sixth sword."

“No wonder,” the White Tiger God rapped his knuckles, “We’ve completed the basics.”

Among the twelve water swords, the sixth sword is a watershed. The first six styles have been passed down for a long time and are considered the most basic part of the water sword.

This does not mean that the first six moves are simple. It is better to say that the first six moves are the origin of the water sword. Many water sword practitioners cannot master its essence in their entire lives.

In the battle barrier, a drop of crystal clear water slid down the tip of the Juque sword.

Dongfang Yi looked at Ying Baoyue who was standing solemnly and smiled, "You have a very good foundation. You must have worked hard."

Even though he has only been exposed to water sword for a short time, he has been able to practice it to such a high level.

Even though Shao Siming is a genius in swordsmanship, only he, as a water mage, can understand how much she has paid.

Ying Baoyue panted slightly, "I can't compare to you."

Dongfang Yi's water sword had already broken through the techniques and acquired a flavor of "Tao".

"I have practiced for a lifetime, so of course you won't easily surpass me," Dongfang Yi smiled, "but in terms of moves, I have nothing to teach you."

To be honest, if Ying Baoyue really wanted to kill him, he would have been no match for her and would have been defeated long ago.

Dongfang Yi smiled slightly in the mist.

He attained enlightenment at the age of fifty, and two years later was chosen to become the Son of the Azure Dragon God. His path was completely different from that of other practitioners who continued to break through in battle.

Among the eight gods, except Shan Gui and Xiang Jun, he has the least number of actual combat times.

Even though his rank is higher than Xu Canghai, his combat experience is far from that of Ji Mo and Xu Canghai, let alone Shao Siming, who has experienced hundreds of battles.

So in the last ranking ceremony, he was defeated by Lin Baoyue's sword in the first round of sword fighting.

If Ying Baoyue had not used the same water sword moves as him this time, he would not have been able to fight her to such an extent. "You are too modest."

Ying Baoyue looked at the kind-looking old man in front of him and said, "There are still six swords."

She and Dongfang Yi only fought six swords, and there were still six swords left in the twelve styles of water sword.

If she guessed correctly, five of the six swords were created by Dongfang Yi, and they were the sword techniques that he was truly proficient in.

etc.

"Yes, and there are six swords."

Dongfang Yi didn't have a determined look in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Let's finish the competition."

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the figures of Ying Baoyue and Dongfang Yi disappeared again in the mist.

This time, the sword moves displayed by the two were more grand and more powerful.

Ji Jiashu widened his eyes. In the mist, the two men's figures, sword moves and the water flows they created converged together. He seemed to see the shadows of two dragons.

One was dark blue in color, with a mellow aura, like an old dragon that had been practicing for many years; the other was green in color, with more agile movements. The two dragons kept colliding and fighting, and the entire Lishan Mountain seemed to be shaken.

It was clearly the same sword technique, but the two men used it in different ways.

The Chu River is as clear as the sky, connecting to the distant blue sea.

Dongfang Yi's water sword is as vast as the ocean, accommodating and free.

Ying Baoyue's water sword is a clear river that is indomitable.

The two men's swordsmanship was at first in competition with each other, but gradually they could not keep up with Dongfang Yi's speed. The clear stream was about to be swallowed by the sea, and then the next moment a trickle of water gushed out from the calm sea surface. The waves roared up, trying to cover the stream, the snow-white waves rolled, but there was always a flow of water.

Ying Baoyue followed Dongfang Yi's swordsmanship.

The bright moonlight shines like water, the Milky Way is as vast as the sky.

She broke out from Dongfang Yi's powerful sword force, as if she understood something, and the sword skills in her hand became more perfect.

On the surging sea, streams merge into it and the tide changes color.

Ji Jiashu opened his eyes wide.

He saw a new light suddenly emerge on the dark blue sea!

The state of harmony was broken.

The tide of the Chunjiang River connects to the sea, and the moon and the sea coexist.

Endless life.

With a clear whistle, the two men put away their swords at the same time.

The two men stood back to back, the tide flowing over the backs of their feet and disappearing into the cracks in the ground.

Ying Baoyue stumbled forward a few steps and half-knelt on the ground. Her hair was torn apart, and there were many scars on her face and body, which had turned white from being soaked in water.

Dongfang Yi stood there leaning on his sword, with no scars on his body, except that his hair seemed to have turned a little whiter.

The White Tiger God stared at the scene, narrowed his eyes, and waved his hand to remove the barrier.

Everyone took a few steps back and opened their eyes wide due to the incoming water vapor.

"It's over? Who won?"

Judging from the status of the two, it seems that Ying Baoyue's status is worse. Could it be...

"Did the former King of Qin lose?"

"I don't know. Why don't these two say a word?"

Amid the whispers of the crowd, Dongfang Yi slowly turned around and looked at Ying Baoyue's scarred back.

"Why not use it?"

Ying Baoyue turned her head, water drops rolling down her eyelashes, "What do you use?"

This chapter quotes:

"The bright moon shines like water, the Milky Way is as long as the sky." - Gu Sui, Linjiangxian, Bright Moonlight Sinks Like Water

"The waters of Chu are as clear as the sky, linking to the distant blue sea." - Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to Song Zhiti at Jiangxia"

"The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises with the tide." - Zhang Ruoxu, Tang Dynasty, "Spring River Moonlit Night"