Chapter 387 – The Stupid Boys Stupid Sword (1/2)

Chapter 387 The Stupid Boy's Stupid Sword

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

In the ruins of the inn, Su Li sat up on the chair. His eyes were closed like he was asleep, but he was actually awake.

His hand gripped the Yellow Paper Umbrella, but it did not carry the intention of holding the sheath and pulling out the sword.

That metal spear that descended from the sky was only several zhang from him, and his black hair had already begun to waft in the air.

This peerless expert that had once been undefeatable had finally been forced into desperate straits. Who could rescue him?

Su Li had no friends. He had never trusted others besides the people of Mount Li.

Yet Mount Li was too far. In Xunyang City, there was currently only Chen Changsheng.

The only person that could help him block this spear was also Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng had to help him block this spear.

Consequently, something occurred that exceeded the expectations of everyone present. The streets around the inn suddenly began to grow extremely hot. The paper snow that fluttered down from the sky danced around even more swiftly than before. Some of the paper pieces that landed on the emperor's carriage even began to curl up as they were scorched.

This heat originated from Chen Changsheng's body.

He was using an almost insane method to burn his true essence.

This was precisely the second sword Su Li had given to him: the Blazing Sword.

His sword intent violently soared, filling that space on top of the emperor's carriage.

This berserk sword style possessed the soaring sword energy of the Burning Heaven Sword, the unique secrets of the Golden Crow Sword, and in the instant that the true essence was set ablaze, it possessed the resolve and daring to die for a good cause that was part of the Mount Li Sword Style's final move.

This sword style had originally been specially developed by Su Li so that Chen Changsheng could surpass cultivation levels and battle with experts.

When he had first used it in that tea house by the official road, Chen Changsheng's Blazing Sword had directly chopped that Star Condensation tyrant of the north, Lin Pingyuan, into a pile of trash. Even if Liang Wangsun's cultivation was unfathomably profound, when faced with this attack, even he was somewhat moved.

Liang Wangsun loosened his fingers and turned them into a sword, while his Vajra Pestle swished up to meet the attack.

But Chen Changsheng's Blazing Sword did not actually thrust at him.

He reversed his dagger and stabbed forward once more, but his target was not Liang Wangsun's forehead, rather a certain space in the air to the right of him.

This attack seemed very low-key, but it actually possessed a deep meaning. The location which the edge of the sword pointed at required a massive amount of knowledge.

This was the first sword Su Li had given him: the Intellectual Sword.

The Intellectual Sword required a vast number of calculations, a talent for deduction, a brightly lit sword heart, and…extremely good luck.

For a Star Condensation expert like Liang Wangsun, their Star Domain could be called perfect. Even if Chen Changsheng's attack was going from the inside to the outside, it was still extraordinarily difficult to break through. Thus, at this moment, he could only do his utmost.

Perhaps because his fate was bad, or perhaps because it was too good, whenever he did his utmost, his luck would always be all right. With a light crack, the dagger pierced a small hole through Liang Wangsun's Star Domain.

Chen Changsheng's figure abruptly vanished. Emitting heat and sweeping up bits of paper, he returned to the inn.

This was the Yeshi Step.

The interior of the inn was a complete mess. Su Li sat in the chair, his eyes closed like he was waiting for death.

That metal spear pierced through the snowy sky and was about to run through his abdomen.

Chen Changsheng appeared in front of Su Li.

Everyone that looked at him felt their eyes ache. This had nothing to do with the sword intent from the very beginning, but because his body was currently exuding a terrifying heat. Although there were no flames on his body, he still gave the feeling like he was aflame.

Confronting this spear which fell down from the sky, Chen Changsheng bared his dagger in front of him. The dagger did not grow brighter, and the might of a dragon did not make its appearance. It seemed very ordinary, like a rock or a pile of sand.

When rock and sand were mixed together, they could be made into a dike.

This metal spear descending from the sky was frighteningly powerful, like a flood that was inundating the banks.

As Chen Changsheng held his dagger horizontally, it seemed like a massive dike had appeared before this devastating deluge.

This was the third sword Su Li had taught to him.

This sword had a very idiotic name. It was called: The Stupid Sword.

According to Su Li's words, this was a very stupid sword style, so only the stupidest of people could learn it. This sword style was also the most natural, because there was simply no way it could be used to face one's enemies. It could only be used for defense.

It was called the Stupid Sword because to learn this sword, there was no other method but practice through repetition, to practice until the seas dried up and stones rotted away, to practice until the stars turned and the Big Dipper moved, to practice for as long as the heavens existed and the earth persisted, such that it should be impossible for someone to ever confirm that they had learned it.

When Chen Changsheng heard these words, he had completely put the idea of learning this sword out of his mind. Only when Su Li said that this Stupid Sword could be considered the world's most powerful defensive sword style did he change his mind. Once the sword had left Mount Li, Su Li's attainments on the path of the sword had become even more exceptional, and his experience was broad and deep. His judgment would naturally not be wrong.

But when Chen Changsheng began to properly learn this Stupid Sword, he began to regret his decision.

Because not even Su Li had successfully learned this sword. In all of Mount Li, even in all of the continent, there was not one person that had successfully learned this sword. Not even along the course of the interminable river of history could one find a person that had learned this sword. To describe it another way, this sword style existed only in books, existed only in some imaginary path of the sword. It had never appeared in reality.

Su Li had said that the reason he had never been able to learn this sword was that he was just too much of a genius. His sword was free and unburdened, unwilling to accept such constraints. But there was truly a possibility that Chen Changsheng could learn this sword. This was because…in certain aspects, Chen Changsheng really was very stupid.

Chen Changsheng would naturally not put any more faith in Su Li's words. And yet, he really did begin to very stupidly learn the sword. He relentlessly practiced it, day and night, until at some point, he felt like he had seemingly learned this sword.

But it was impossible to confirm, because he had never tried it before. Until now.