The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 2031 Thousands of Soldiers Avoid the White Robe

Chen Qingzhi glanced at the seven or eight like-minded people around him and chuckled, "Brothers, what's up? They're waiting for us."

Hou Junji chuckled slyly, "Brother Chen, although that man can see us, I'm certain he can't hear what we're saying, nor can he see our little tricks!"

Chen Qingzhi's eyes flashed. "You mean you faked your death?"

Hou Junji laughed and said, "Brother Chen is indeed extremely clever! That's exactly what I was thinking. Since that person only wants one of us to live, he just wants to watch us kill each other for his own amusement. Hundreds of people over there are about to attack the mountain. How can he have the time to focus on us?"

The martial arts experts nearby immediately brightened up. One of them laughed and said, "Brother Hou is absolutely right! That guy on the mountaintop is just a psychopath who wants to see us kill each other. As long as people are dead, he won't bother coming down to check the wounds. How about we cooperate and take each other down with us later, Brother Jia?"

The expert surnamed Jia laughed and said, "No problem, Brother Zhang!"

He suddenly sprang up, leaping into the air, his long sword slicing through the void as he slashed directly at the expert surnamed Zhang!

The experts surnamed Zhang simultaneously drew their swords, their blades like venomous snakes, aiming straight for the chest of the expert surnamed Jia!

The two had a good relationship and were familiar with each other's martial arts styles, so their coordination was quite good. The master surnamed Jia's longsword cut off the top of the master surnamed Zhang's hair, making it look like he had been stabbed on the head, while the master surnamed Zhang's sword pierced the master surnamed Jia's chest, stopping abruptly just half an inch in!

They both fell down at the same time!
From a distance, it looks like they're going to die together!

Both of them were on edge when they fell to the ground!
What if they see through it?
After the two fell to the ground, the people nearby were also startled! Their deaths were too realistic. Could it be that the two of them changed their minds at the last minute and decided to take the opportunity to kill each other?

Hou Junji whispered, "Brother Zhang?"

Sure enough, the corpse surnamed Zhang let out a "hmm" sound!
Hou Junji whispered again, "Brother Jia?"

The corpse surnamed Jia also let out a muffled groan!
Everyone was relieved!
Even they couldn't tell the difference between the real and the fake, so what good would it do for that person on the mountaintop, with their sharp eyesight? Could they possibly discern the truth in everyone's actions?

The others immediately put their plan into action. In order to make it look convincing, none of them dared to exaggerate their movements, for fear of making things worse. So they all focused on the force of their strikes, resulting in surging sword energy and powerful punches that sent sand and stones flying, creating an astonishing spectacle! The only area where they could tamper with their moves was their accuracy!

In an instant, "many were killed or wounded"!
Chen Qingzhi had no opponents, so he received a bye and became the ultimate winner!
It's not that no one wants to be the final winner, but rather that everyone has doubts and doesn't know if the person on the mountaintop is true to his word. What if the final winner is met with a sword in front of them?
Wang Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Chen Qingzhi and the others, but in reality, he kept an eye on the movements of the others out of the corner of his eye!

The attacks from the foot of the mountain on his side continued relentlessly. After all, he only had one sword at his disposal, unlike Duanmu Yan who could unleash a barrage of arrows to suppress the attacks from below!

Seeing that the flying sword had stopped moving for a long time, the martial arts masters scattered all over the hillside took the opportunity to climb up again!
The seven Shaolin monks formed a group, with Xuan Cheng as their leader. He was also prostrate on the ground, constantly watching for any flying swords around him! In truth, he had no intention of getting involved in this mess! However, the sect leader had said that all sects had sent their disciples, and if Shaolin fell behind and failed to gain a share of the martial arts event, then there would be no place for Shaolin in the martial arts world in the future!
Shaolin and Wudang are known as the pinnacles of the martial arts world, relying on their prestige accumulated over thousands of years! But in the martial arts world, besides seniority, strength is paramount!
If overall strength falls behind or even declines, in the dog-eat-dog world of martial arts, one can only wait to be devoured! Furthermore, in the battle at the Blood Pool in Shanghai, Shaolin Temple suffered heavy casualties among its masters. To recover their strength, they are determined to obtain these martial arts treasures! Xuan Cheng could only sigh. The sacred Buddhist land most abhors "greed, ignorance, and anger," but which of these three poisons can be completely eradicated now? It's like drinking poison to quench thirst; knowing the road leads to death, yet not walking it is unavoidable. This oppression makes it impossible for him to achieve a state of perfect tranquility! He truly cannot understand how the Shaolin Temple predecessors achieved a state of "stillness of mind" and "unperturbed tranquility"!

"Junior Brother Xuancheng, if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move either. Let's hold our positions and observe the situation!"

"Senior Brother Xuancheng, are we just going to wait to die if we don't move?"

"What are you saying?" Xuan Cheng was somewhat displeased. This junior brother Xuan Cheng had wasted all his years of self-cultivation, and his words were still sharp and sarcastic, which annoyed him greatly. "I told everyone to remain calm and wait for death, how did that become waiting to die?"

"That flying sword appears and disappears like a ghost. If you just wait here like an idiot, what is it if not waiting to die?"

"Didn't you realize that they're just waiting for us to come along?"

"Impossible! Taking down the mountain was the result of a joint discussion among all martial arts practitioners. How did it become that they were just waiting for us to take the bait?"

“You haven’t been down the mountain many times, and you have too little experience in the martial world. You wouldn’t understand even if I explained it to you. In short, the closer we get to the mountain, the greater the danger. Why don’t we pretend to be dead while we’re at it, and then wait for things to settle down before we make our move!”

"No way! How can our dignified Shaolin Sect play dead? Senior Brother Xuancheng, don't forget, we are the pillars of the martial arts world!"

Xuan Cheng was somewhat annoyed: "What nonsense about being a 'leading figure'! That's ancient history! New talents emerge in every generation of the martial world, and our Shaolin has fallen into obscurity! In recent years, the Four Young Masters of the Martial World have enjoyed immense popularity, their arrogance once overshadowing the Eight Great Sects! During the Ten Kingdoms War, each dynasty selected its own Eight Great Sects and Ten Great Masters, and Shaolin's reputation has long since faded! Now, Emperor Taizu has established the Great Song Dynasty, unifying the world, and the martial worlds across the land are being reorganized. The Ten Great Masters of Shu, the Ten Great Masters of Southern Tang, and the Ten Great Masters of Southern Han will eventually be merged into the Ten Great Masters of the World..."

Xuan Cheng interrupted, "Senior brother, you're not that old, how could you forget? Although the world has been divided into ten kingdoms, the ranking of the top ten masters in the world has never been interrupted! Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain has always been the number one in the world! The Demon Lord, the leader of the Demonic Sect, has always been the number two in the world, and Ying Dingtian and Xiong Qiangu of the Demonic Sect have always been among the top ten masters in the world!"

Dark blue-green!

This Xuan Tsun keeps undermining herself!

What good does it do him to completely refute others?

Xuan Cheng's face showed a smug look. "Senior Brother Xuan Cheng, look, everyone else is charging forward, while we're just cowering here. Tell me, how are we going to face each other when we meet again in the future?"

Xuan Cheng sneered: "How are we supposed to face this? We'll be lucky to see the sun rise tomorrow! Fine, every sip and every bite is in the hands of fate! What's meant to be will be! Fellow disciples, follow me and charge!" He suddenly stood up, his crimson cassock flying up the mountain like a red cloud!

The other monks immediately set off and followed closely behind!

People surged up the mountainside in droves!

In fact, there were more than one or two brilliant individuals who wanted to feign death, but their fellow leaders all disagreed! Those who could serve as leaders were naturally people with a broad perspective and who were not afraid of death! They would absolutely not allow the reputation of their sect to be tarnished!

How can a true man fake his death to escape the world? Wouldn't that make him a laughingstock among his fellow martial artists? Wouldn't his entire sect be unable to hold its head high again? It's nothing more than death!

Chen Qingzhi tried to step towards the corpse of the ferocious beast. He took one step, but the hovering flying sword did not move. He took a second step, but the sword still did not move. He took five steps in a row, but it still did not move!
It seems that the man on the mountain truly kept his word!
Just as Chen Qingzhi was about to approach the corpse of the ferocious beast, eight people suddenly rushed towards him!

The eight men were terrified when they saw him dressed in white, but their tension immediately eased, as if they had mistaken him for someone else!

The eight men and women included several with menacing faces and a bandit-like air about them. Their attire clearly didn't resemble that of people from the Central Plains, but rather those from the Southern Liao Dynasty! Bai Yuanxian had been genuinely startled, mistaking Chen Qingzhi for Feng Jiuxiao. His terrified expression had clearly been seen by the other party—a humiliating disgrace! He had to kill him! With a roar, he instantly attacked!

With a soft sword drawn from its sheath, he thrust "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun" straight at Chen Qingzhi's chest!

Seeing that his opponent's swordsmanship was swift and ruthless, Chen Qingzhi immediately drew his spear to meet the attack. His spear moved like a dragon, thrusting and parrying the opponent's sword!
He scoffed, "The Yue Maiden Sword Technique?"

White Ape Immortal also sneered: "You really know your stuff! Who taught you your spear technique? It's cunning and ruthless, quite impressive!"

Chen Qingzhi said, "I, Chen, have created my own armor-piercing spear technique! Take another shot from me!" His spear shot out like a dragon, whistling as it came!

White Ape Immortal used the move "Golden Wind Planting Leaves" to slash the spear horizontally, while simultaneously dodging to the left, and Chen Qingzhi's bright silver spear grazed past him!

Chen Qingzhi's thrust missed, but he didn't withdraw his spear. Instead, he used the move "Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies," turning his spear into a staff! The White Ape Immortal immediately arched his body, as agile as a real ape, and dodged the "staff"! At the same time, he used the move "Mysterious Bird Slicing Sand" to strike Chen Qingzhi's ribs!

Chen Qingzhi retreated hastily and shouted, "What excellent swordsmanship! It is said that the 'Yue Maiden Swordplay' was taught by the Ape Master. You are tall and strong, yet your footwork is agile and your sword intent is divine. Every move you make is imbued with the spirit of an ape, which shows that you have an exceptionally high level of comprehension. I admire you!"

Encountering a formidable opponent often ignites one's fighting spirit! At this moment, Chen Qingzhi completely forgot about the seven enemies standing beside him. He had only one thought in his mind: to defeat the expert in front of him, whose every move resembled that of a white ape in disguise!
The White Ape Immortal had always been observant and attentive to his surroundings! When the flying sword that had been hovering nearby suddenly flew away, he was no longer worried!

"Judging from your white robe and silver spear, you must be General Chen Qingzhi, the White-Robed General?"

Chen Qingzhi said, "That's right!"

The two men kept talking and fighting! Guns and swords clashed, and the fierce battle was in full swing!
Naxu Xian asked, "The White-Robed General? Chen Qingzhi? Why is he called the White-Robed General?"

Linglong Xiandao said, "Actually, it's quite simple! His name is the same as that of the historical figure Chen Qingzhi, and he happens to use a long spear, so he was given the nickname 'White-Robed General' in the martial arts world!"

Nasu asked, "Were the white-robed generals in history very famous?"

Linglong Xian revealed a look of disdain: "Even renowned masters and generals cannot be too confident; thousands of soldiers and horses will avoid those in white robes! It seems you've never heard this saying before!"

Naxuxian laughed and said, "Sixth Brother, you know me well. I've never been to a private school since I was a child, and I don't know a lot of characters. Of course I've never heard of it!"

"This Chen Qingzhi was a general of the Southern Liang Dynasty during the Northern and Southern Dynasties period. He came from a poor family but created miracles many times. He can be called a god! Chen Qingzhi was not good at riding and archery and had average strength. He was originally a civil official who accompanied Emperor Wu of Liang, Xiao Yan. He would play chess with the emperor when he had nothing to do. To put it bluntly, he was just a scholar!"

The fifth brother, the Soul-Capturing Scholar, raised an eyebrow: "Sixth brother, it seems you look down on scholars?"

The sixth brother, the cunning child Linglong Xian, immediately put on a fawning smile: "What are you saying, Fifth Brother? I was just saying it casually!"

Nasu-sen laughed and said, "And then?"

Linglong Xiandao said, "Then, as the saying goes, 'times create heroes,' and his opportunity came. At that time, there was an internal strife in the Northern Wei, and Yuan Hao, the Prince of Beihai, surrendered to Liang and asked for help. So Emperor Wu of Liang sent Chen Qingzhi with 7,000 lightly armed infantry to symbolically provide support. As a result, 'wherever the white-robed general went, mountains and rivers changed hands.' Isn't that amazing?"

"What's the matter?"

"In the first battle, Qiu Daqian of the Northern Wei had 70,000 elite troops. He broke through three camps in one day. He launched a fierce attack in the cold night and snow. The white robes of the Liang army were soaked in blood and turned red. The Wei army was terrified and scattered in all directions!"

"Seven thousand against seventy thousand in the first battle, breaking through three battalions in one day, truly impressive!"

"After the initial defeat, the Northern Wei mobilized 300,000 troops under Yuan Tianmu and Erzhu Zhao to besiege Xingyang. Chen Qingzhi, standing on the city wall, declared: 'We have come to this point with no way to retreat!' Taking advantage of the Wei army's unstable formation, he led 3,000 white-robed cavalry in a surprise attack! The white robes swept through the Wei army like a dragon, piercing straight into the center! Wherever the iron cavalry went, the Wei army's banners fell, and the 300,000-strong army collapsed!"

"Holy crap! Three thousand against three hundred thousand, how did they even fight? Even three hundred thousand pigs would take days and nights to slaughter, right? And these three hundred thousand people just disappeared like that? Amazing!"

"Taking advantage of this great victory, the White-Robed Army advanced westward along the Luo River. The Northern Wei generals either surrendered at the mere sight of them or abandoned their cities and fled! It is said that they marched 1,400 li, winning all 47 battles, large and small, and capturing 32 cities in succession. Their bravery was truly divine!"

"I don't know how good General Chen's marksmanship is!"

But then Chen Qingzhi, brandishing his spear, laughed loudly and said, "You'll have to ask me about that! Military strategy is incorporated into the spear, and the white robe becomes the blade! General Chen's spear is naturally the spear of a scholar-general!"

He thrust his silver spear forward, "The ambition of a poor scholar to break through the impasse is concentrated in the spear's edge! The faint, pent-up energy condenses into the spear's desperate sharpness! If it can break through 300,000 armored soldiers, the spear must contain the tragic and resolute intent of 'to burn jade and stone together, to live in the face of death'! Woyang Avalanche!"

Everyone's expressions immediately tightened; it seemed that "Woyang Avalanche" was a powerful killing move!
The white ape, arching with its back hunched and chest drawn, was fully alert. Chen Qingzhi's spear pointed diagonally at the snow-covered ground, like a dragon lurking in the abyss. Suddenly, it spun around and flicked its wrist, the spear tassel exploding like a blizzard! Using the force of the spin, it swept across the battlefield, the spear wind whipping up a three-zhang-high snow curtain, as if the war god who had broken through 70,000 soldiers on the snowy night of the first battle of the Northern Expedition had once again descended to earth!

The White Ape Immortal suddenly shouted, his longsword flashing continuously. With a move called "Silver River Waves," countless sword energies roared like dragons pouncing on the spear shadows!

With a series of crisp clanging sounds, sparks exploded and scattered, but the two remained evenly matched!
Nasu-sen said, "The two have been fighting for dozens of rounds and still haven't decided a winner. If they keep fighting like this, when will it ever be decided? Or should I just give him a good whack from behind?"

Linglong Xian said, "No! My brother has finally met a worthy opponent, a perfect opportunity to hone his martial arts. If you ruin his plans now and he gets angry with you, I won't be able to help you!"

Na Xuxian looked around. "Sixth Brother, most of them have rushed up the mountain. Look..." He glanced at the direction of the beast's corpse. "Why don't we strike first?"

Linglong Xiandao said, "That's right, we've already come up the mountain, and there's no one around. We're not even taking this opportunity that God is giving us, hehe..." He gave a series of miserable laughs!

Naxu Xian said, "Let's go, Sixth Brother!"

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came from behind, overwhelming and with astonishing force!
Nasu-sen was immediately taken aback and shot forward. At the same time, he looked back and saw that the seven or eight corpses on the ground had all come back to life. One of them was holding a long sword and pointing it at him. If he hadn't reacted quickly, this sword would have killed him!
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