Chapter 872 – Holy Maiden Peak in the Clouds (1/2)
Chapter 872 – Holy Maiden Peak in the Clouds
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”It should be the Unity Sword Art,” Hu Thirty-Two said.
This name prompted Chen Changsheng to recall that legendary sword style.
Holy Maiden Peak was most renowned for South Stream Temple's sword array.
It was said that countless years ago, even Zhou Dufu, the supreme expert beneath the starry sky, had been delayed by this sword array for a time when he was invading Holy Maiden Peak.
In the coup of the Mausoleum of Books, this sword array was also the reason the several dozen South Stream Temple disciples that Xu Yourong had left for Chen Changsheng's sake had intimidated many experts.
The foundation of the South Stream Temple sword array was the Unity Sword Art.
This supremely exquisite sword art required two people to use, emphasizing the trust and connection between the user and their companion. Apparently, once mastered, two South Stream Temple disciples using the Unity Sword Art could defeat four opponents of the same level, while three disciples could defeat nine. Continuing in this fashion, the more disciples of South Stream Temple used the Unity Sword Art, the more frightening was the power they could display. The strongest version of South Stream Temple's sword array was said to be formed from three hundred or more disciples, and one could imagine how powerful this was. Even an expert of the Divine Domain might not be willing to directly confront its edge.
It was no wonder that Xiao Zhang had mentioned that the sword array of those girls had been troublesome.
But Chen Changsheng still felt that there was something wrong.
The sword style used by these two South Stream Temple disciples was not the same Unity Sword Art that he had read about. It seemed to have been changed somewhat.
The problem was, just who could alter a supremely exquisite sword style like the Unity Sword Art? Not even Su Li might be able to do it.
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Tang Thirty-Six had also heard Hu Thirty-Two's words, through which he found out that this was South Stream Temple's Unity Sword Art.
But he couldn't care about this much. His sleeve had been torn, making him extremely angry. Looking at the two girls, he shouted, ”You've made me unhappy!”
Zhexiu turned his head, not wanting to look at him.
Chen Changsheng replied, ”It's your own problem. What were you doing scaring them like that?”
Tang Thirty-Six angrily retorted, ”You still haven't actually married, so can you not protect the people of your wife's home in advance?”
The two girls looked at each other in confusion. They had no idea what these people were talking about.
Tang Thirty-Six's smiled faded. With a solemn expression, he raised the Wenshui Sword and said, ”Please instruct me.”
He naturally wasn't really angry. He was showing his respect towards these two disciples of South Stream Temple.
The two girls felt the change in his mood, and their expressions also turned grave as they raised the swords in their hands.
Sword glows suddenly flashed once more on the mountain path. The trees around the stone gate were suddenly assailed by fierce winds that left mark after mark on their trunks.
Two cracks resounded, and then the two girls were forced back behind the stone gate. Their faces were pale, and only half their swords remained in their hands.
”Yield.” Tang Thirty-Six tied the sword back to his belt. From start to finish, the Wenshui Sword had never left its sheath.