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Chapter 112 Slaying the Dragon Where It Is

In the jungle, a wooden dragon danced, its gaping maw snapping at the figure that resembled Guan Yu, snapping trees and breaking rocks wherever it went.

It felt as if waves were rising from flat ground beneath my feet, trembling incessantly.

Guan Yu stood tall and imposing, like an iron tower guarding the pass, his green dragon in his hand as still as a mountain, his tongue crackling like thunder.

"The mighty river flows eastward, its waves rising and falling in countless layers."

As the bold and powerful singing voice rang out, Zhou Sheng's figure instantly changed from stillness to movement, as if stepping on a vast expanse of waves, soaring into the sky like a cannonball. Not only did he avoid the wooden dragon, but he also stomped hard on the dragon's head with his foot, using the power of his waist to lean back and flip over.

As it fell, it drifted down like a feather, its toes touching a thin branch, swaying in the wind.

Swift as thunder, still as a spring breeze.

Her acrobatic movements were truly masterful; if this were on a stage, it would surely win a standing ovation.

Unfortunately, there were no spectators at the moment, only a wooden dragon that had smashed through the rocks and become even more ferocious.

"Riding the west wind—sailing in this small boat—"

The singing continued, Zhou Sheng stood on the branches, swaying in the wind, just like a small boat in a stormy sea.

The Azure Dragon Blade, with its chilling gleam, grew increasingly powerful, like a mountain piled high with snow, poised to unleash a massive avalanche with just a clap of thunder.

Zhou Sheng was gradually getting into character, his sword held back, aiming to unleash the most powerful and domineering strike, which also fit the performance of "Going to the Feast Alone with a Single Sword".

Guan Yu went to the meeting alone with his sword. He was like a precious sword that had not yet been drawn from its sheath. The sharpness of the sword is most intimidating when it is about to be revealed and is not yet hidden.

Even if Jiangdong has a million soldiers, who would dare to test the sharpness of the Green Dragon Blade?
If we were to resort to force, with Guan Yu present, which of the gentlemen here would be able to leave alive?

Guan Buping had told him that the core of this play was not in the revelation, but in the concealment; the hidden swordplay was the most terrifying.

The wooden dragon turned and charged at Zhou Sheng again, a hint of urgency in its dragon head.

In the Five Elements theory, metal overcomes wood. The opponent's Green Dragon Crescent Blade, which was constantly accumulating sharpness, instilled in it an instinctive fear.

Therefore, it spared no effort in attacking Zhou Sheng, leaping and twisting, whipping its tail and biting. Its enormous body smashed countless boulders, causing the surrounding area to shake and dust to billow.

However, Zhou Sheng had taken the mica formula and was most skilled in the art of lightness. Even when carrying a heavy Guan Dao, he could move as lightly as a swallow and narrowly escaped the dragon's mouth many times.

In an instant, it was the wooden dragon that ended up battered and bruised all over.

"Having just left the Nine Heavens Dragon and Phoenix Palace, I've already come to explore—the thousand-foot tiger and wolf's lair!!"

The singing style was like the surging waves of the ocean, shaking the leaves around it so that they would fall continuously, and then be split in two by an invisible blade, then into four, then into eight, until they turned into dust.

The wooden dragon suddenly roared, and its body transformed into eight small dragons, charging towards Zhou Sheng once again.

Surrounded by dragons from all directions, it was as if all the dragons had poured out of their dens and pools, ready to tear the dragon-slaying swordsman to shreds.

In an instant, Zhou Sheng felt immense pressure. A large amount of magical power surged into his legs, and his movements became as fast as lightning. He unleashed a series of highly difficult movements from traditional opera.

Inverted Tiger, Small Flip, Flash in the Clouds, Five Linked Rings...

Even so, he was still in great danger, and even his costume was torn by Mu Xu, leaving cuts.

Blood continued to drip, but Zhou Sheng's eyes grew brighter and brighter as he became more and more engrossed in the role.

It was as if every inch of his potential was being unleashed under the threat of death. He felt completely absorbed, as if divinely inspired. Every note he sang, every movement, every glance seemed to have been refined in some way.

The more dangerous the situation, the better he performs; this extraordinary excitement and focus is almost an innate instinct and talent of his.

"Zhou—Cang!!"

As the song reached its climax, Zhou Sheng suddenly shouted. Although there was no echo around him, he seemed to see in his heart the valiant warrior leading Guan Yu's horse and wielding his sword.

"exist!"

In the darkness, he seemed to hear a response.

Zhou Sheng was covered in blood, but his eyes were bright and piercing as he looked down at the cracks in the earth, as if he were looking at the Red Cliffs that had been burned red by fire more than a thousand years ago.

"This isn't—Ah Shui!!"

The sound of gongs and drums in my ears suddenly intensified.

"These are those twenty years..."

The moment the word "year" left his lips, Zhou Sheng's mind jolted, and he saw once again the bolt of lightning that cleaved through the chaos.

Man and play become one. After a long period of preparation, not only has his sword technique reached its peak, but he himself has also broken free of his shackles and entered the profound realm of man and play becoming one.

"Roar!!"

The wooden dragon roared again, but this time it was no longer filled with murderous intent; instead, it was tinged with an undisguised fear.

Without any hesitation, the seven wooden dragons continued to entangle Zhou Sheng, while the remaining one burrowed underground, attempting to escape the attack.

However, Guan Yu had already opened his eyes.

His phoenix eyes suddenly snapped open, and his killing intent surged out like an avalanche. The crescent blade in his hand suddenly emerged from the sea like a raging dragon, and the overwhelming blade light seemed to be more dazzling than the sun.

The sound of the blade transformed into the roar of an eastern dragon, or the rolling thunder, first tearing through the air and condensing into a line of frost that cut through the sky.

Before the seven wooden dragons could even cry out in sorrow, their bodies were reduced to dust amidst the dazzling flashes of sword light.

One strike slays seven dragons!
That wasn't all. The blade light only weakened slightly, but it still crashed to the ground like a comet hitting the earth, heading straight in the direction the wooden dragon had fled.

A loud bang.

The entire mountain trembled slightly, raising dust and smoke.

Immediately afterwards, a winding knife mark began to spread across the ground, stretching for tens of feet, as if the earth had cracked open.

Besides the gushing sword intent, the crack also contained dragon blood that stained the grass and trees red.

Wherever the blade points, dragons are slain.

Deep underground, a broken dragon-headed cane lay quietly, its luster dimmed, though made of wood, the broken part was covered in blood.

"This isn't water, this is those twenty years—"

"The blood of heroes flows on and on!"

Zhou Sheng finished his sword dance, his phoenix eyes slightly closed again, one hand holding the sword, the other stroking his beard. Although he had scars on his body, they only added to his fierce heroic spirit.

Neither general nor saint, yet both human and divine;
A sword that pierces the ages, a loyal and heroic figure for all time!
……

Half an hour later.

Zhou Sheng carried the statue of the deity and the dragon-headed cane that had been broken in two up the mountain and successfully found the chessboard behind the Manjushri Terrace.

There were no further obstacles along the way.

Only then did he finally breathe a sigh of relief, remove his beard and mask, and use the Green Dragon Crescent Blade to support himself on the ground. He immediately felt sore all over and weak in his limbs.

But his eyes revealed excitement.

Having studied Guan Gong opera for so long and painstakingly researched the "Spring and Autumn Sword Manual," his combat strength has indeed improved considerably.

Guan Yu was truly mighty!
The wood demon he had just witnessed was definitely superior to him in terms of cultivation, yet he was still slain by the Guan Yu he was impersonating. The magnificence of that strike still stirred his heart.

Of course, that strike also consumed almost 80% of his magical power. If the wood demon had dodged it, he would have been the one to die.

However, looking at the shimmering, star-like tortoise shell Luoshu in his sea of ​​consciousness, Zhou Sheng was very satisfied.

Another large sum of energy has been "income".

The only pity is that when he was in character and in the role, he did see the true form of Guan Yu, but he was unable to take a step toward him.

Every step seemed as heavy as a mountain.

Although it was regrettable, it was also expected. Guan Sheng Di Jun is also known as the Great Emperor Who Subdues Demons in the Three Realms. His divine position is far higher than that of Zhong Kui. It is not easy to obtain his inheritance.

call! !

Just as he was pondering this, a warm breeze swept by, carrying a hint of incense, and eagerly entered the space between the statue's eyebrows.

The next moment, the cracks on the statue quickly healed, and the outermost stone pieces began to fall off.

Before long, the statue came to life, becoming a blind old man with snow-white hair and beard, his hempen clothes still covered with stone chips.

“Wonderful! Really wonderful!”

"I haven't heard this 'The Single-Sword Meeting' in so long..."

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