Chapter 400 – The Final Move (I) (1/2)
Chapter 400 The Final Move (I)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The assassin was behind Chen Changsheng. He had used the simplest method, even a rather stupid one, to make Chen Changsheng leave all his vigilance and defensiveness behind. Right now, the assassin was already in front of Su Li, only one zhang away.
For an upper level Star Condensation assassin, this distance might as well not exist. Besides experts in the Divine Domain, only someone like Jin Yulu or Nanke, those rare few, could use their natural talent to overcome this assassin in terms of speed.
The assassin’s and Su Li's eyes met in the pouring rain.
This was already an assassination that could not be prevented, so both of their eyes were very calm, but this calm concealed some extraordinarily complex emotions. As the assassin looked at Su Li, deep within the darkest depths of his emotionless eyes was a strand of unquenchable anguish and a hatred that had been accumulated over countless years. And when Su Li looked at this assassin that was breaking through the rain, the emotion in his eyes was very careless, as if he couldn't care less about what this person meant for his life. But why did he seem so grave?
The Yellow Paper Umbrella was in Su Li's left hand and had been soaked in the rain. His right hand was still a bit separated from the handle of the Yellow Paper Umbrella, but did he even have the strength for one more battle? In the next moment, would he grip the handle like he had that time on the snowy plain or just a while ago in the inn?
That assassin had silently tailed them for several weeks. Regardless of how desperate the struggle was when Chen Changsheng and Su Li confronted Xue He and Liang Hongzhuang, the assassin had never acted. Even previously in the inn, when Liang Wangsun and Xiao Zhang had appeared, he still had not availed himself of the opportunity to strike. It had to be said that this assassin that was ranked third in the world really did possess an unimaginably acute and prudent sense. At that time, he believed the situation could still change, so he never made his move. Only now, after Wang Po had entered the scene, Zhu Luo had taken out his sword, and Chen Changsheng had walked off with the hot-blooded passion of youth to the other end of the street, did he believe that the changes had reached their end, and he finally chose to take out his sword.
Once all of the changes had taken place, his appearance would be the only change.
Once the mountains and rivers are exhausted of water, once the receding water reveals the rocks, once the sun sets behind the mountain, once you walk to the end, there is naturally no way of looking back. This was just like how Chen Changsheng had left Su Li; even if it was only a dozen steps, it was already too late to look back, let alone turn his body to go to his rescue.
Chen Changsheng's body was very cold.
He was not Jin Yulu, nor was he Nanke. Although he knew the Yeshi Step, it was impossible for him to scramble in front of that assassin and return to Su Li's side.
The fastest thing in the world was not the Red Falcon or the Red Goose, it wasn't Jin Yulu or Nanke, and it wasn't that assassin. It was thought.
As he was thinking about these things in despair, his body was already beginning to move.
Not even he had sensed that he was moving.
He used the Yeshi Step. He didn't turn his body, nor did he calculate the position of the stars. He completely relied on his complete memorization of the several thousand positions of the Yeshi Step. Recollecting Su Li's location, he disappeared in the rain.
He knew that it would be very difficult for him to rush in front of that assassin, but he wanted to try.
Perhaps because even the world thought it was not Su Li's time to die, or perhaps the world had been moved by his intense remorse and intent to make up, or perhaps it was because his increase in cultivation had made his Yeshi Step even faster, or perhaps it was because that assassin's movement techniques and sword were not as fast as people had imagined, or perhaps it was because he had attached sword intent to his Yeshi Step…
In the rainy street, there was a light sound, a squelch.
That was the sound of a sword touching blood, the sound of a water sac being punctured.
Chen Changsheng appeared in the air in front of Su Li.
He had actually managed to use the Yeshi Step to rush in front of the assassin!
He lowered his head to his abdomen.
The assassin's sword had pierced into his abdomen and blood was slowly seeping out.
That assassin looked at Chen Changsheng, his originally apathetic eyes now showing signs of confusion.
He didn't understand how his sword had ended up stabbing into Chen Changsheng's body.
Chen Changsheng also had many things he didn't understand. For instance, an upper level Star Condensation cultivator really was very strong, actually being able to easily stab into his body. Although he hadn't stabbed too deep, it really did hurt. As he looked down at the blood slowly flowing out of his abdomen, he was somewhat perplexed and also a little gratified. Why was it that his blood wasn't giving off that scent?
The assassin couldn't determine how Chen Changsheng had been able to come back so quickly.
There was still remaining sword intent that continued to linger in the torrential rain.
The assassin felt this and then he understood that this was the final move of the Mount Li Sword Style.
The final move of the Mount Li Sword style destroyed all without discrimination and disregarded one's personal safety. It was an attack that threw away one's life.
If even life was not needed, then the situation was naturally very desperate. Because of this desperation, it was very quick.
From the Grand Examination to the battle on the snowy plains, and then again when he practiced the Blazing Sword, Chen Changsheng was very familiar with this attack.
You could look all over the world and not find someone as familiar with this attack as him.
In this most desperate moment, he had no time to attack, only enough time to use this technique.
This technique did not require a sword, only bravery.
Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, he had won his bet.
He had used the final move of the Mount Li Sword Style to place himself back in front of Su Li.