Chapter 221 Climb to the top of the cloud, bow down for a thousand years

September 15th.

At dawn, many people had gathered at Jiuquan Waterfall, and there was some commotion as they fought for a good spot to watch the game.

however.

People kept waiting until the sun was high in the sky, but they still hadn't seen today's protagonist - Yang Qingyuan, the successor of the Foolish Sword.

"what's the situation?"

"Bei Nanfeng has been here for quite some time, will Yang Qingyuan give up the fight?"

"Did something unexpected happen?"

Everyone was talking about it.

On the viewing platform.

Ye Liuyun, Iris and the others also looked confused.

Last night, they received a note and knew nothing. At this juncture, Song Lin did not return home all night, which made people worry.

Boom~~
The sound of drums resounded throughout the venue.

"Nine Springs Waterfall, Climb to the Cloud Peak."

"The battle for the championship - please two contestants climb to the top!"

The loud sound spread.

Wow~~
Nine water columns shot up into the sky, connecting the last cloud platform in the clouds.

All of a sudden.

The morning sun in the sky is like a beam of light, illuminating the cloud platform with a brilliant golden color.

A figure walked on the waves and climbed to the top of the clouds.

Bei Nanfeng looked at the crowd below blankly.

Is it possible... that he really won't come today?
Did I win the championship again?
But... this time, he really didn't want to be the champion. He also wanted to see who was stronger between Yang Qingyuan and Jian Wuxin.

Let’s see if the new generation of young people can knock the most outstanding one of their generation down from the clouds.

buzzing~~
There was a chaotic discussion all around.

Many people couldn't help but feel a little worried. Could it be that Yang Qingyuan was secretly purged by some forces in Jiuquan because he was too outstanding?
Don't say it.

If Jian Wuxin didn't have a master who was the best in the world, he would have suffered countless disasters. Does the old fisherman on the Minjiang River have such a deterrent power?
On the viewing platform of Jianzhai.

Miao Sheng looked at the empty seat next to him and a strange look flashed across his eyes.

Tan Tai Xuan Yin didn't come either.

What on earth were they going to do?

for a long time.

for a long time.

Boom~~Boom~~
The second drum beat, the third drum beat...

"and many more!"

Bei Nanfeng suddenly spoke up and asked, "Can you wait a moment longer?"

"Master Bei, the rules of the Nine Springs Sword Contest have always been like this." The man in front of the drum looked embarrassed, "After three drum beats, if the wind and cloud do not arrive, it will be considered as automatic forfeiture."

He had deliberately prolonged the duration of his drumming.

"Alas..." Bei Nanfeng sighed.

He wants to win.

But I want to win fairly, not like this...unfairly.

"I declare today's winner to be—"

"Wait a minute."

A clear and long shout broke through the sky.

Bang bang bang~~
The clouds in the sky were penetrated layer by layer by the sound waves, and the sound seemed to turn into an invisible sword force, echoing up and down the Jiuquan Waterfall.

"Yang Qingyuan——Here!"

A figure flew over from a distance.

He stepped on the wind and clouds, his body melted into the waves of disaster, and he looked like a god, with an indescribably elegant and graceful posture.

in a blink.

Everyone in the field only felt a breeze on their faces, and a figure flashed by and appeared on the top of the clouds.

"You finally came."

Bei Nanfeng showed a look of joy, but then became solemn again.

At this moment, he felt a different aura from Song Lin, a completely different aura from his past.

"Sorry, I'm late for some breakthroughs."

Song Lin looked apologetic and bowed.

"You... have been promoted to the Qi level?" Bei Nanfeng said uncertainly.

what?
As he spoke, the whole audience burst into an uproar.

Yang Qingyuan has been promoted to the highest level of Qi?

When he was only at the Thunder Sound Realm, he already had the potential to sweep across the list. Now that he has reached the Gang Qi Realm, what else can he do...

Then many people showed a look of sudden realization.

He came so late, it turns out he had a breakthrough!

"Yes."

Song Lin nodded calmly.

In the corner of my eye, a girl in white quietly stepped into the Jiuquan Waterfall and was climbing onto the viewing platform of Jianzhai.

"Good good!"

But he didn't expect that upon hearing this, the 'star of misfortune' Bei Nanfeng burst into laughter, "Great! Great! This way I will know...how big the gap between you and me is!"

"Thank you, Brother Bei, for delaying the time."

Song Lindao.

"I didn't delay for too long, so there's no need to hold back, Brother Yang." Bei Nanfeng waved his hand heroically.

"Then..." Song Lin said.

"Let the fight begin!"

Bei Nanfeng nodded.

Boom——Boom——

A sword intent and a knife light broke through the sky together.

“Hahaha, hahaha” the hearty laughter spread throughout Jiuquan Waterfall.

Swords and spears are flying across the sky, and the wind and clouds are surging.

At that moment, there were so many flashes of swords and shadows that it was dizzying and I wished I had an extra pair of eyes.

So subtle!

The small incident before the battle seemed to have adjusted the two to their best state. With great ambition in their hearts, they showed three times more strength than before. Every sword technique and knife move seemed to have reached the peak of perfection.

Especially the sad south wind.

Many people who have fought with him understand how good his condition is at this moment! The pressure brought by Yang Qingyuan has completely squeezed out his potential.

After this battle, we will definitely benefit a lot.

Even... stepping into the highest peak of Gangqi Realm, reaching the pinnacle, adding a bit of opportunity to the divine palace.

Ding Ding Dang~~
The sound of swords clashing was endless.

Neither of them seemed in a hurry to end the fight. They each demonstrated their own unique skills, using this battle to verify what they had learned.

Not only Beinanfeng felt benefited a lot.

Song Lin also felt that he had gained a lot.

This scene.

The people in the audience couldn't help but feel jealous and envious.

Yang Qingyuan, the successor of Yu Dao, seems to be proficient in knife, sword, spear, halberd, even fist and kicking. He is simply the best sparring partner in the world!

but.

This is what Bei Nanfeng deserves.

Without such magnanimity, how could one be valued by the successor of the Yu Dao?
Seeing that the battle could not be ended for the time being, everyone could not help but whisper and talk among themselves.

"Sister Xuanyin, where did you go last night?"

Miaosheng leaned close to her ear and asked in a soft voice.

"No, no..."

Tan Tai Xuan Yin's face was cold, but half of her ears were red.

This is what Song Lin taught her.

Of course, this is also her personal feeling at the moment.

It was easy to imagine what others would say if she did not return home with a man overnight. "No? You clearly came here together. You can hide it from others, but you think you can hide it from me?" Miao Sheng surrounded Tan Tai Xuan Yin, his eyes fixed on her, as if he was examining a criminal.

"Really... no."

Tan Tai Xuan Yin lowered his head like a quail.

But my mind was thinking about what happened in the morning.

in fact.

They could have reached Jiuquan Waterfall a long time ago.

But Song Lin deliberately made her wait until the competition was about to start, and took her to sneak into the Tianshui Palace’s base, where he really acted like a thief.

Is there any other time that would be more convenient to investigate a case than this one?

Miaoshengyi is in Jiuquan Waterfall.

The Tianshui Palace was almost empty.

The two of them searched Miao Shengyi's boudoir and actually found something.

A picture album of human skin, plus a crystal clear, palm-sized human bone.

The two could not understand the contents of the human skin atlas, as if it was written in another world. However, the aura of the small human bones was very similar to that of Nalan Xianxian.

Beneath the holy light, there lies endless evil and corruption.

At this point.

They were almost certain that Miao Shengyi was the murderer behind the scenes.

But there are still many doubts in my mind.

Many times when murders happened, Miao Shengyi had an alibi. And why didn't she carry such an important thing with her?

then.

Seeing that time was running out, the two hurried back to Jiuquan Waterfall and erased all traces left behind.

They decided to catch the man red-handed.

Otherwise, if there is a real person behind Miao Shengyi, wouldn't that be alerting the enemy?
"You said no, but your face is so red!"

Miaosheng covered his mouth and laughed.

The fairy was moved, and the worldly life tempered her heart. Based on her understanding of Jianzhai, she didn't know how many bad relationships these two would have in the future.

It’s so much fun!

of course.

At this time Miao Shengyi had no idea that the two of them were secretly plotting against her!

boom!
There was a loud noise in the sky.

The broken knife in Song Lin's hand was wrapped in wind and clouds, leaving a trail of cloud afterimages in the air. He moved with the knife, constantly cutting into Bei Nanfeng's body, and each move was extremely dangerous.

Foolish knife - kills.

The sad south wind was suddenly stretched to its limit and difficult to resist.

Compared to the power of this move in the Thunder Sound Realm, after the opponent entered the Gang Qi Realm, the Gang Qi carried by the sword light was condensed and restrained, and the power increased by more than ten times? It was mixed with various sword techniques, which were exquisite and unstoppable.

Bei Nanfeng couldn't help but feel an incredible feeling in his heart.

This sword technique progresses from simple to complex, and then becomes simple within complexity, as if one has reached the master's realm of returning to nature.

How old is he?

Simply appalling!
"You are distracted!" Suddenly a voice sounded in my ears.

call--

A flash of knife light came from the sea of ​​clouds.

Bei Nanfeng felt a chill in his heart, as if he was facing the great terror between life and death, and subconsciously raised his palm to resist.

This move.

His old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, so he could only prepare to exchange his injury for his life.

On the stage, swords and knives have no eyes.

All I can say is that he really shouldn't be distracted at a time like this.

Buzz—the blade light trembled, and suddenly it seemed to turn into a sword in Bei Nanfeng's eyes, and in the turbulent wind and cloud, it seemed to turn into a long spear.

finally.

She lightly opened his palms and placed them on his shoulders without any strength.

"you lose."

Song Lin said calmly.

"I..." Bei Nanfeng stood there in shock.

He was not unwilling to lose.

But deep down in my heart there is a real feeling of unwillingness.

Because... in this last move, he saw many changes. He saw Yang Qingyuan's deep and sea-like strength hidden in the sword light.

Beat him.

It seems to show only the tip of the iceberg.

So he was both convinced and unwilling.

"If he is still in the Thunder Sound Realm... I should be able to force him to use that move, right?" Bei Nanfeng sighed and lowered his head, saying, "I lost."

Bei Nanfeng lost.

Yang Qingyuan...won!
The entire Jiuquan Waterfall suddenly fell into a strange silence.

Everyone stared at the sky blankly.

He seemed unable to believe that he had won so easily, so... so casually.

for a long time.

Suddenly a roar resounded through the sky.

"Yang Qingyuan——Invincible!"

In this quiet scene, the roar seemed so harsh.

Everyone turned their heads.

"Uh..." Hao Qinlong showed an awkward smile, but could not hide the joy on his face.

Yang Qingyuan won again!

His value is still increasing!

With so many opponents, who can force out that Ice Halberd? I, Lao Hao, am the only one who can do it!
"Yang Qingyuan——Invincible!"

Hao Qinlong couldn't help but shout again.

"Yang Qingyuan——Invincible!"

"Yang Qingyuan——Invincible!"

"Yang Qingyuan——Invincible!"

Countless cheers resounded through the sky at this moment.

"Hahahaha" Hao Qinlong burst into laughter and almost cried with excitement. It turned out that everyone didn't want to shout, they were just stunned!
"Yang Qingyuan——Invincible!"

"First place! First place! First place!"

"Fengyun wins the championship, Jiuquan is first!"

"Oh oh oh, we win!"

On the viewing stand, Ye Liuyun, Iris, Gui Xiuer, Chen Xi and others finally reacted and clapped and cheered.

Yang Qingyuan won.

They won.

He actually won!
This was a result that no one had ever thought of before coming here.

in the sky.

The wind gradually became louder, blowing up clouds.

Countless people looked up at the sky, looking at the figure standing alone above the clouds, their eyes filled with endless admiration and expectation.

A ray of rising sun penetrated the clouds and the water curtain, turning into misty colors that fell on Song Lin, as if crowning him.

"Master, I did it."

Song Lin stood on the clouds, gazing into the distance, as if he was talking to himself, or to someone.

The clouds in the sky keep changing, as if turning into a bright smiling face.

He is like an old fisherman by the Minjiang River... or like the lame man crossing the Wangchuan River... or perhaps, more like an old friend who promised to reach the clouds together with him three thousand years ago.

The morning sun sets into the clouds, and the sparse willows float across the waves.

anyway.

Song Lin kept his promise.

In the future, he will climb higher and farther...

(End of this chapter)