Chapter 276 Zhao Duan's Movement
At the same time that Tai'a sword cut through the sky, broke the cover, and fell into Zhao Duan's hands.
Deep in the Tianshi Mansion, there is a small courtyard with a big banyan tree.
"Tai'a sword!"
Xu Zhenguan stood up almost losing his composure. His white clothes were windless and his black hair was fluttering.
She stared intently at the water curtain in front of her. To be precise, it was Zhao Duan's figure standing with a sword reflected in it.
The phoenix eyes were wide and round, and unbelievable thoughts were growing like weeds.
Her breathing was slightly rapid, and she clenched her fists in her sleeves, trying her best to restrain herself from losing her composure.
However, there was already a huge wave in his heart!
Tai A sword!
The sword of the ancestor emperor, the most precious treasure of the Xu family, is also an artifact displayed on the altar table of the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Three years ago, during the Xuanmen coup, when she was still the third princess, she went to the Ancestral Temple alone, took this magic weapon, and achieved the victory that swept thousands of troops and suppressed the rebels.
This is simply because Xu Zhenguan is the only "sword bearer" recognized by Tai'a Sword Spirit among the royal family in recent generations.
If you want to hold Tai'a Sword, you don't necessarily need a "bloodline", but you must cultivate the "Martial God" inheritance.
Therefore, in theory, it is indeed possible for Zhao Duan to be enshrined.
but……
That's just "in theory"!
You must know that the recognition of Tai'a Sword is extremely harsh. Even if it is worshiped by Hai, he can only hold the sword very briefly under special circumstances.
You must also be respectful and treat them like servants.
Not to mention, the Tai'a Sword "comes at a moment's notice"...
But now, what did she see?
Fang Fu stepped into the divine chapter realm, and the little worshiper who had never even touched the Tai'a sword actually took the sword from the air at this moment.
The majestic ancestral magic weapon took the initiative to break through the palace blockade and surrendered, and was held by it in an extremely docile manner.
"How is that possible?!"
In a daze, the empress even suspected that she had seen it wrong, or that it was not the artifact Tai Ah.
Next to him, the old Heavenly Master was equally astonished.
Although he had just deduced that Zhao Duan had a great chance of winning, he had never predicted this change.
He subconsciously looked at the empress, even though Xu Zhenguan hid it well.
But the surprise that was revealed in a hurry still fell into Zhang Yan's eyes, making his eyes look even weirder.
"Haha, Your Majesty has a good trick,"
However, after a brief silence, the old Heavenly Master, who was in charge of the most powerful people in the world, took the initiative to laugh and broke the tense atmosphere: "Now I know that your Majesty has already made arrangements. This Zhao Chongfeng's talent is so amazing. He can Being able to hold Tai'a Sword, it is no wonder that he is so favored.
Now, if the old man guesses correctly, the sword is sent through the air, it is also His Majesty's method... Holding this magical weapon is enough to offset the gap in cultivation. Could it be that this battle will recreate the glory of the Xu Dynasty in the past? "
Xu Zhenguan suddenly came back to his senses and calmed down his expression.
Hearing these words, I felt guilty... my eyes briefly dodge...
Then, it turned into suspicion and a little uncertainty, whether Zhang Tianshi really thought so, or deliberately handed her the steps.
But no matter which one, this is indeed the best external explanation——
It's really amazing that a small offering can summon Tai'a Sword.
It would be really troublesome if there is no reasonable explanation.
If it is explained that everything today was arranged secretly by the empress and was done deliberately.
That explains everything...
As for the real situation and why, she could only wait until the challenge was over, then take Zhao Duan back to the palace and inquire privately...
"The Heavenly Master is joking. After all, Zhao Qing has been promoted not long ago. Even if he is holding a divine weapon, it is difficult to make up the gap and win in battle." Xu Zhenguan said calmly with his hands in his sleeves and a graceful posture.
Cleverly avoid the point.
It can only be said that Zhenbao is also well versed in the art of language.
Anyway, she didn't admit it or deny it...
After saying that, he impatiently stared at the picture in the water curtain.
After being shocked, a glimmer of hope actually arose - if Zhao Duan could really represent the royal family and defeat Tianhai.
That would greatly support the legitimacy of her throne.
…
…
The wind is howling!
As the arena's light shield was shattered, the air collapsed and roared, causing the crowd to scream in shock.
Little monk Tianhai bent his knees and bounced back, forcefully opening a few feet away.
The six-path stick in his hand was also held in both hands, lying horizontally in front of him.
There was no longer the arrogance and laziness of the previous generation, replaced by a solemn look, staring at Zhao Duan holding the sword in confusion, and said in a voiceless voice:
"Is this Tai'a sword?!"
Zhao Duan held the sword horizontally, put his fingers together, and slowly brushed the black and red lines on the sword, and his eyes fell on the two inscriptions "Tai'a" on the hilt.
In a complicated tone: "Yes."
Then, he smiled and said, "Isn't this against the rules?"
At this time, people were running over from both sides of the arena.
"Brother Zhao, are you okay..."
Gongshu Tianyuan asked carefully, Lu Dou's small eyes moved on the Tai'a sword, as if he was identifying it, and his expression changed:
"Could this be the one from the Xu family's royal family..."
On the other side, Monk Bianji's face was not good-looking, and he stepped forward: "This sword..."
Zhao Duan interrupted the two of them and said calmly: "Since it is not against the rules, the challenge should continue. I'm sorry for accidentally breaking the protective formation. Please comfort the people."
Although Gongshu Tianyuan was full of doubts, his face was radiant and he immediately patted his chest and said with a smile:
"It's a small matter, I'll ask the priest to fix it right now."
From the standpoint of the Tianshi Mansion, he would rather let the limelight go to the royal family than lose to the Shenlong Temple.
Seeing that things are turning around, they are very cooperative.
When Bianji saw this, he could no longer speak and could only retreat silently, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Many priests immediately came out of the Tianshi Mansion to repair the formation and comfort the frightened people.
As the commotion subsided, the disturbed crowd gradually settled down and started talking among themselves.
"Tai'a sword? The young monk said that what Master Zhao summoned was the sword of Taizu in the palace? How is that possible?"
On the court side, many officials were standing up, not one of them sitting down, with shock written on everyone's face.
"I see!"
In the panic atmosphere, Yuan Li, who was wearing a double-breasted Tsing Yi, suddenly spoke, blinked, and said to everyone: "It must be His Majesty's arrangement.
Everyone, please know that when Zhao Qianshi came to power, he was talking about being worshiped by the royal family. In the past, the royal family did have a tradition of challenging the victors of Buddhism and Taoism. "
Yuan Li threw out a sentence without explanation. The smart people present immediately figured it out and pieced together the logical truth.
They all suddenly realized:
"What Mr. Yuan said is that it must be arranged by His Majesty. Only in this way can we explain the flying divine sword."
Some people even looked towards the sea to make offerings as if seeking proof:
"Father-in-law, is this so?"
Eunuch Hai didn't say a word, and he was also at a loss. At this moment, he had doubts, wondering whether his majesty had secretly arranged something.
I don't know.
And his silent appearance seemed to the people around him to be acquiescence.
"Sister Huang's arrangement?"
Xu Junling came back to his senses and his expression changed. In his mind, he immediately recalled the scene where he was playing chess with the imperial sister in the palace and making insinuations.
"I remember that at that time, I asked the emperor's sister about her attitude. The emperor only said that outsiders are stronger than herself... Hiss, that's right! She must have been planning all this at that time, so she said such a thing …
"She doesn't care at all which Buddhist and Taoist family will win, because in the end they will send Zhao Duan to represent the royal family...
"This can also explain why the person surnamed Zhao disappeared suddenly from that day and did not show up again... He clearly arranged for the emperor to prepare for today...
"And that Chai Keqiao, why did Zhao Duan dare to mobilize soldiers and horses to suppress him? I guess it was the emperor's intention.
The purpose is to prevent Emperor Wu's city lineage from causing trouble today and destroying the imperial court's plans... Even Zhao Duan deliberately avoided fighting in the teahouse that day to avoid exposing his methods early..."
Everything is right!
Xu Junling suddenly realized.
At this moment, the princess, who thought she was a scheming princess, felt nothing but deep fear.
I have developed a deep fear of the imperial sister who is inconspicuous, but secretly has far-reaching plans and profound plans!
And this Zhao Duan... also performed flawlessly...
Could it be that he really has that kind of relationship with the imperial sister?
Xu Junling realized that his previous judgment of Zhao Duan was too hasty.
On the other side, the female members of the Zhao family also got a general idea from the discussions of the ladies around them.
"Emperor Taizu's sword? The eldest brother really has a trump card. I'm telling you, he won't fight an unprepared battle. That little bald donkey will suffer a lot!" Zhao Pan said happily.
Eugene Hua still couldn't let go. She clutched the railing, leaned forward, frowned, and silently prayed to her stepson:
"Amitabha……"
The beautiful woman began to pray, but suddenly realized that something was wrong. This matter did not seem suitable for praying to the Buddha.
She was stunned for a moment, and then smoothly switched the object of prayer:
"Infinite Heavenly Lord..."
Eugene Flower has the simple belief concept of Dayu people
-it doesn’t cost money anyway, just believe in whatever works best for you.
…
A few moments.
With the sound of "rumbling", the inverted glass bowl-shaped cover rose again, isolating the inside and outside.
In the arena.
When the surroundings fell silent, Zhao Duan, holding the divine sword, silently felt the expanding Qi in his body and was filled with admiration.
This Tai'a Sword was a perfect match for the "God of War" path. As soon as he got it, his vitality increased several times out of thin air.
It's like setting a powerful buff, and in a simple and crude way, it smoothes the gap between the first entry and the completion of the divine chapter.
"It seems that you are very vigilant." Zhao Duan looked at the young monk in the distance and said with a smile.
A cold look appeared on the corner of Tianhai's mouth:
"Do you really think you can compete with me with just one weapon? The Tai'a sword is indeed powerful, but you only have the Shen Zhang realm, how much can you perform?"
Zhao Duan retorted: "It's enough to deal with you."
For a moment, the two people's eyes collided, as if invisible sparks were shooting out.
"I hope you can still be so tough-mouthed if you wait a moment, and I will teach you what it means to be truly powerful." Tianhai said expressionlessly.
Even though he was completely confident, he still had to be extremely vigilant when facing the legendary magic weapon.
At this moment, the wind seemed to slow down.
In full view of everyone, Tianhai raised his hand, spread his fingers, and grasped the top of the six-rod brass stick standing in front of him.
Then, he exposed his white teeth and brushed the weapon one by one with his palms.
Wherever his palm brushed, the original dark-colored Liudao Stick's patent leather seemed to fall off one after another, revealing golden Sanskrit characters.
Every time one falls off, the young monk's momentum increases.
When densely packed runes appeared on the six-path stick, the young monk's momentum reached its peak.
Then, without any warning, he bent his knees and jumped up like a cannonball.
In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of more than ten feet, held a long metal stick in both hands, and swept towards Zhao Duan's head!
"Woo-"
In the sound of breaking wind, the brass stick pulled out the afterimage, but the next second, Zhao Duan held the sword with both hands and blocked it with his backhand.
"clang!!"
The Liudao Stick and the Tai'a Sword collided together, making a dull bell sound. Zhao Duan did not chop, but blocked with the side of the sword.
At the moment of collision, both sides could really feel the powerful force of each other's Qi.
The palms of both of them went numb almost at the same time, and they received a solid blow.
"What a powerful inner force (mana)..."
With this idea in their minds, the two of them tacitly gave up the route of fighting the Qi machine.
Zhao Duan's eyes flashed, and the results of many days of training with the empress were clearly reflected at this moment.
Without any hesitation, the long sword slid along the stick body and went straight to cut the little monk's fingers, causing a string of sparks to fly out from the friction.
Tianhai never let go or struggled.
With a slight twist of his wrist, the six-way stick stretched wildly. In the blink of an eye, its length increased several times, and the young monk was forcefully pushed out several feet.
It's this weird thing again... Zhao Duan had observed it before and had a preliminary understanding of the monk's magical weapon.
The sword slashed through the air, and without hesitation, the body fell backwards, almost touching the ground, just in time to avoid the six-pathed stick that swept violently.
"Woo!"
The long brass stick inscribed with Sanskrit brushed almost against the tip of Zhao Duan's nose, and the strong wind blew over his face, lifting a few strands of hair from his forehead.
"Boom!"
Zhao Duan lightly pressed his left hand on the ground, and the stone floor was immediately dented with five finger marks. His body used the force to stand up against gravity and slid backwards.
In his pupils, he saw the little monk who had already pulled away running towards him again. Six sticks whizzed towards him and smashed down on the door in front of him.
However, he deliberately extended the long stick of the magic weapon by about twice its length, using the long stick to attack the short one.
The shadows of whistling sticks were overwhelming for a moment, as if dozens of long sticks were attacking from all directions at the same time.
"One inch long, one inch strong. Although the Tai'a sword is extremely sharp and can cut gold and jade, with my cultivation level, I still cannot cut the six sticks with this sword. This Tianhai deliberately avoids the radius of the sword's edge. The Tai'a sword The power will be greatly reduced..."
Zhao Duan was in the midst of lightning and flint. Many countermeasures flashed through his mind, but he eliminated them one by one.
He suddenly closed his eyes, and the devastating Tai'a sword was casually carried behind him.
After advancing to the divine chapter realm, the enhanced five senses are activated at this moment.
Just relying on the sound of airflow, he could easily picture in his mind the six-prism long stick that vibrated at high speed and exuded astonishing power.
"Ah, Mr. Zhao is about to be hit!"
In the stands, some officials watched with horror.
Xue Shence let out a light sigh and said curiously:
"What kind of method is this?"
On the stage, Zhao Duan's body suddenly stretched out like an autumn leaf and became weightless.
Even though the head of the Liu Dao Stick was violently smashed down, the airflow split by the weapon knocked him dangerously away from the attack path of the Six Dao Stick.
Although the long stick in Tianhai's hand shook like a flower, Zhao Duan only carried the long sword on his back, like a wet and broken ginkgo leaf, swaying like a weak willow in the wind.
Facing the shadows of sticks all over the sky, I don't touch myself at all.
The python-robed old eunuch's narrowed eyes suddenly lit up, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he took a gentle breath:
"This kid...when did he learn..."
This was clearly the nameless falling leaf movement technique that Chai Keqiao used when he faced two strong men in the army and strangled them together on the long street that day.
Zhao Duan only watched it once that day, but now he has learned 98% of it.
(End of chapter)