Chapter 210 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The battle between Lewre and Soocher was very vigorous. Their speed was terrifyingly fast. Not to mention about the commoner among the audience, where even the experienced adventurers couldn’t see their movements clearly. Their attacks possessed powerful strength, and every time their axe and arrow clashed, it would give out thundering sounds and sparks of lighting. If it wasn’t because of the strong divine power protection around the battle ring, the aftermath of their battle might cause injuries among the audience.

Dealing with such a fierce battle, the golden haired commentator that was wearing sunglasses didn’t know what to do. He could see the fight clearly, but he wasn’t the lightning speaker like Wang Yuyan from Jin Yong’s novel. The speed of him speaking would be impossible to follow the speed of them fighting. Even if he managed to, it would be useless, as the audience wouldn’t be able to hear such high speed language.

Among the battle earlier, he encountered such a situation before. Then, he would choose to comment on the parts which were breathtaking and interesting. It could be dealt with then. But in the battle between the two, there was not one instance that wasn’t interesting, and not one move that wasn’t breathtaking. He couldn’t select any exact part to explain about.

After some thinking, Sui Xiong’s troublemaking habit broke up. He might as well ignore the battle and started to recite a piece from Chu Shi Biao (included the reasons for the Northern Expeditions, as well as Zhuge Liang’s personal advice to Liu Shan on how to govern and rule the state.)

“Late emperor had yet to make a history but collapsed and died halfway, today the country splits into three, Yizhou was weary and at disadvantage, this is at the edge of danger…”

“Huh? What is he talking about?”

The audience was in discussion. They didn’t understand why the commentator that liked to bullshit but was sometimes reliable, suddenly spoke in an unknown language.

There were some mage that cast “good at knowledge” to try to understand what Sui Xiong said. But that magic could only make them understand what Sui Xiong meant, but every story and background of the article in Chu Shi Biao wouldn’t be able to be obtained from the magic. So, they were confused and lost.

People tried to ask the mages next to them, but they could only answer “I have no idea too”.

“Language that good at language skill, but still one couldn’t understand? Would it be some magic language that was profound?”

“No… It couldn’t be understood, but the meaning is hard to comprehend.” A young mage explained to his friends next to him, “He said an old king in a country died, a young new king was not reliable. The country was currently at a terrible state. The consul wanted to lead the army for expedition and fight against the powerful enemy. It seemed that there was some sort of background story to it, but I didn’t understand… Then, the consul was reminiscing about the past, when he knew the old king. He said that “back then I was only a commoner and the king promoted me, so I worked very hard”. Not sure what happened exactly, I couldn’t understand. ‘From then till now, it has already been twenty one years’.”

“… How does it relate to martial arts competition?” his friend complained.

“Maybe because of my limited magic, I interpreted it wrongly,” the young mage said, as he wasn’t confident.

Similar conversations happened in each corner of the audience seats. Many were upset that they didn’t understand what the commentator was doing.

Chu Shi Biao wasn’t long. Even Sui Xiong that transformed into a commentator tried to recite it slowly in rhythmic tone, and managed to finish it in a short while.

Then, Lewre and Soocher’s battle was still going on vigorously. Their speed didn’t slow down by one bit, and the level of interesting and breathtaking moves didn’t change by one bit.

The commentator thought and sighed. He then started to recite The Former Ode on the Red Cliffs (describing a trip that Su Shi took with his friends on the Yangtze River, which took them past the purported site of the Battle of Red Cliffs.)

“In the autumn of the fifty ninth year of the sixty years cycle, in July, Su and his friends went boating to the red wall. The breeze blew and the ripple spread across…”

“What is he talking about this time?”

“He is describing a scenery, a beautiful scenery.”

“Is he a bard?”

“… Thinking about it, he should be.”

“But how does scenery relate to martial arts?”

“… The consul wants to go for an expedition, would that be related to martial arts?”

In the sky, “Boy of Ceremony”, Javier that knew the commentator’s true identity, couldn’t help but ask curiously, “What are you talking about? The previous one had a heroic epic style, the latter one was classic in the way he described scenery… but such language, I have never heard of it before.”

Sui Xiong laughed drily and explained himself.

When everyone knew that he simply couldn’t comment on the battle, and so he figured he might as well recite a few articles, they couldn’t help but laugh. After laughing, Javier asked about the origins of the article and wanted to obtain more of such articles.

Although He wasn’t the god of art and culture, His divine power league includes art and culture. He was passionate towards art and culture, so when he came across such interesting articles and classical produce, there was no way he would let them go.

Sui Xiong thought and told him, “These articles are from another civilization in a different world. It is very complicated to explain in specifics… I really have no way to explain in detail.”

“Then… can you teach me those languages?” Javier took a step back, “It sounded like a beautiful rhythmical image, I think it’s worth learning.”