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Feng Yunsheng raised her head and gazed upwards. Before her was a world of pitch black, the clear, bright moonlight that had seemed to fill the entire heavens and earth actually having completely vanished.
Even the moonlight sea below seemed to be gradually dispersing.
Before her was only infinite, boundless darkness, seemingly wanting to swallow her up.
Outside of the moonlight world, the scene before everyone’s eyes was one of the moonlight world suddenly splitting into two. The top half was still bright; while the moonlight was not blazing or dazzling to the eye, it seemed infinite and boundless, causing everyone’s minds to involuntarily sink within.
That bright sun still hung at the highest point of the sky, its moonlight scattered on the umbrella.
However, the bottom half of the world was completely pitch black, no moonlight visible within whatsoever.
As the umbrella opened, it seemed like a heavenly lid as it obscured the heavens above, preventing those below from seeing any bit of light whatsoever.
Even outside of the moonlight world, everyone could vaguely feel an extremely cold and desolate aura surging within the dark world below the umbrella.
As though everything had been eternally sealed in ice, not a single speck of light or a single bit of heat present, soundlessly and noiselessly walking towards destruction.
Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge raised his brows slightly, “As compared to during the fourth Extreme Yin Bout, not just has her cultivation base improved, her supreme Extreme Yin Arts have also been further refined and improved ah.”
“Just in terms of the strength of her supreme Extreme Yin Arts, she is not inferior to Meng Wan and Yun Xiuqing of the Sacred Sun Clan.”
Seeing this, the faces of the Sacred Sun Clan martial practitioners also turned slightly more solemn.
Meng Wan’s expression didn’t change in the least, only staring at that lower half of the moonlight world, at that deep, intractable darkness.
Suddenly, the vigorous, tyrannical roar of a dragon resounded from within that quiet, soundless world.
Within the darkness, a dragon of light, half black, half white, suddenly soared into the skies, slamming into the umbrella from below.
The umbrella shook, nearly flipped over by that dragon of light.
The light dragon roared rampantly, slamming against the umbrella unceasingly, its momentum shocking.
Above the umbrella, under the moonlight, Fan Qiu pressed her lips tightly, her expression unprecedentedly solemn, also drawing on her full power as she stabilised the umbrella, also locking the dark world beneath the umbrella in place, falling into a stalemate with the light dragon, not giving the other party a chance to turn the tables.
With a tyrannical claw, the light dragon directly clawed some rips on the umbrella’s surface.
Through those rips, moonlight descended, the dark world beneath the umbrella instantly brightening somewhat.
Bathed in the moonlight, that black and white light dragon grew increasingly powerful.
Fan Qiu pressed forcefully downwards simultaneously with her extended hands.
The umbrella suddenly spun, the spinning force instantly dispersing the collision force of the light dragon to the side.
Moonlight descended, the rips on the umbrella beginning to heal.
The two expended their might in an intense, heated battle within this world of moonlight.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 332: Turning the tables!
HSSB332: Turning the tables
Yan Zhaoge looked calmly at the moonlight world.
Earlier, conversing with Elder Mo, there was a situation which he had actually not told him.
Currently, due to not having become sufficiently familiar with her supreme Extreme Yin Arts, Feng Yunsheng actually had a deficiency in fighting with the other Maidens of Extreme Yin through the Extreme Yin Crown.
That was not being able to hold through protracted battles.
Only a few people knew about this, and they all kept it a firmly guarded secret.
Afterwards, along with the passage of time, when she became sufficiently familiarised and proficient in her supreme Extreme Yin Arts, this would no longer be a problem.
However, for the current Feng Yunsheng, it would be best to end battles speedily, for protracted battles would gradually decrease the strength that she would later be able to draw out.
But it was just that her current opponent, Turbid Wave Pavilion’s Fan Qiu, whether it was the martial arts she cultivated in or her personal combat style, was a slow, grinding type.
Fan Qiu didn’t know Feng Yunsheng’s problem, but her combat method was inadvertently precisely targeted against Feng Yunsheng’s deficiency.
And in terms of resonance with the Extreme Yin Crown, Fan Qiu was even superior by a bit.
This way, it would be even harder for Feng Yunsheng to obtain victory.
Yan Zhaoge was not worried about this. Having successfully entered the second round, Feng Yunsheng had already achieved her given target. He too wanted to see how Feng Yunsheng would perform under this kind of disadvantageous situation.
The current battle was still in a stalemate.
Under the umbrella, the light dragon was still fearsome and mighty, slamming into the umbrella as it shook unceasingly, leaving behind continuous rips on the surface of the umbrella.
However, as the umbrella spun, a large amount of the light dragon’s strength was dispersed. As moonlight fell from above, the rips were quickly repaired.
Having been in a heated battle for a long time, the power of the light dragon finally began to deteriorate.
When the light dragon had been at its peak, the boundless darkness below the umbrella along with its extreme coldness and desolation that could extinguish all objects had found it hard to invade, but was now beginning to unceasingly deplete the light dragon’s strength.
The light dragon that flickered with black and white forcibly jolted its mind and raised its spirits, waves surging as it rushed mightily at the umbrella once again.
The umbrella spun at an increased rate, dispersing the power of the light dragon.
After a few more rounds of attacks, the aura of the light dragon fell once more.
However, Feng Yunsheng’s will was firm and her tenacity extremely high. Even despite this, she still forcibly stimulated and unleashed her power, not willing to give up.
Low, surging, irrepressibly falling once more, before exerting great effort and surging once more.
The light dragon rose and fell in strength, resembling a flickering candle flame within the wind, persisting as it just refused to be extinguished.
But everyone could see that faced with Fan Qiu’s dragging on of time and slow grinding methods, resembling gentle water, Feng Yunsheng’s strength was gradually being depleted.
She unceasingly unleashed strength, but after a short and temporary eruption of force, she would fall even deeper into the abyss.
While it unceasingly rose even as it fell, on the whole, the power of that black and white light dragon was gradually going downhill.
Fan Qiu’s situation was actually not ideal as well, her depletion of power extremely great.
While this current combat method was precisely her speciality, as well as the speciality of her supreme Extreme Yin Art, at the same time that the explosive power of Feng Yunsheng was high, her resilience was also extremely great.
Unceasingly clashing, Fan Qiu’s power was also deteriorating rapidly, far from its earlier peak.
Towards the end, the speed of rotation of that paper umbrella had already become very slow, the regeneration of the rips on its surface no longer as fast as before.
In this protracted battle, the two gradually spent all of their energies.
Based on her deeper foundation, also being proficient in this type of battle, Fan Qiu stably retained the upper hand, but even if she obtained victory, it would be a tragic one.
Elder Mo looked at the eternall
y unyielding light dragon within the darkness, a look of worry on his face, “She won’t be like that little maiden of the Sacred Sun Clan surnamed Yun.”
Yan Zhaoge similarly gazed at that light dragon, “She won’t; Elder Mo can relax.”
Looking at Feng Yunsheng and the similarly exhausted Fan Qiu, Elder Mo looked like he wanted to say something, yet was holding himself back.
“Elder is worried that whoever the victory goes today, having used up a great amount of strength, they would be hard pressed to face Meng Wan who secured an easy victory,” Yan Zhaoge seemed to know Elder Mo’s thoughts, “This way, it would equivalent to us falling alongside Turbid Wave Pavilion whom we have no tensions being with, making things easy for our enemies the Sacred Sun Clan, right?”
Hearing his words, Elder Mo sighed, “As martial practitioners, striving for victory is a natural thing. Life and death battles aside, whether it is for strategy or benefits, as long as one thinks of giving way to the opponent in a battle, it would damage their will as well as belief in their martial dao somewhat.”
“This old man naturally understands this principle, and is of no mind to ask that child to let her opponent win. It’s just that this current situation truly causes one to feel regretful.”
Yan Zhaoge said, “I understand. You perhaps hold other considerations: since we are unable to win this time, we might as well conserve our power, not letting others see through our depth. This way, it might be more beneficial to us in the next Bout.”
Elder Mo sighed but did not speak.
Yan Zhaoge said quietly, “For the first question, yes, candidly speaking, for this year’s Extreme Yin Bout, after looking at Meng Wan’s battle with Jade Sea City’s Junior Sister Chen just now, in my eyes, there was already a clear answer to who the Extreme Yin Crown would fall to this time.”
Elder Mo swivelled his head to look at Yan Zhaoge, who nodded, “Unless Meng Wan was like before, a problem having cropped up with herself, whether it is junior apprentice-sister Feng or Turbid Wave Pavilion’s Junior Sister Fan, even if they were at their peak condition, they would also be unable to defeat Meng Wan this year.”
“Opponents of flowing water, a Meng Wan forged of iron,” Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, “As Elder Mo said just now, in the Extreme Yin Bout, Meng Wan truly has the style of my father in his martial path when he was young.”
“If by what you say,” Elder Mo knit his brows slightly, Yan Zhaoge surveying the moonlight world as he said softly, “However, some paths have to be walked; some things have to be done. All of these are things that one must go through.”
Yan Zhaoge suddenly smiled, “In the process of a battle itself, one can be intelligent and agile with many changes, temporarily avoiding the sharpness of the enemy’s blade before suddenly rising up and clinching an unexpected victory. However, for a battle, to fight or not to fight is sometimes actually not a question. Even knowing that you are no match, you must still stand bravely for battle.”
Hearing his words, Elder Mo’s gaze flickered as he turned back to look at the moonlight world.
There, he saw that black and white light dragon which had originally already gradually deteriorated, seemingly out of paths to take, suddenly erupt with shocking power.
It was an even greater strength than its flourishing times at the start of the battle, having surpassed its earlier peak.
Fan Qiu was slightly stunned for a moment.
Before this, she had also been staying vigilant against Feng Yunsheng making a final counterattack with all her remaining strength.
However, as time passed, while Feng Yunsheng had not shown any signs of giving up whatsoever, unceasingly launching assaults, never even ceasing for a moment, the entire process had seen a decreasing of her momentum, indicating that she was gradually running out of steam, and this had formlessly pushed down Fan Qiu’s expectations on her final explosive burst of strength.
Despite having remained standing firmly throughout all those countless earlier attacks, that umbrella was currently already extremely weak, far from its earlier peak.
At this moment, Feng Yunsheng instead erupted with strength that far exceeded the norm, the white and black light dragon roaring as she directly ripped the umbrella apart.
Bathed in the moonlight, the light dragon traversed the sky, roaring arrogantly to the nine heavens, arriving before Fan Qiu.
Feng Yunsheng’s figure appeared. Her face was as pale as paper, no redness visible on it whatsoever, but her expression was calm and her gaze firm as usual, not wavering a single inch.
“Junior Sister Fan, thank you for going easy.”
While her face was similarly pale, Fan Qiu still said from the bottom of her heart, “Senior Sister Feng, you have my admiration. If this were not the Extreme Yin Bout, I would already have lost my life.”
The instant change in the battle left everyone here sighing in marvel.
They all focused on Feng Yunsheng, unable to shift their gazes away for a long time.
This was also true for Elder Mo, as Yan Zhaoge said to him, “This was also junior apprentice-sister Feng’s final blow, seeing either the extreme of success or destruction. Afterwards, she should not have any energy remaining to battle Meng Wan. Still, this final battle-what has to be done still has to be done.”
As Elder Mo gazed over, Yan Zhaoge said softly, “There are some very important things that junior apprentice-sister Feng have to personally confirm.”
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 333: Yan Zhaoge’s preparations
HSSB333: Yan Zhaoge’s preparations
Hearing Yan Zhaoge’s words, Elder Mo’s expression flickered slightly, “You mean…”
“Now confirming a few things, in order to prepare for the future,” Yan Zhaoge said, “In my eyes, there is actually no fifth, sixth or seventh Extreme Yin Bout. What I see is a complete competition: before it begins, the first half, the second half and the final result.”
Hearing his words, Elder Mo nodded lightly, no longer speaking.
Currently, within the moonlight world, Feng Yunsheng had just engaged in a great battle with Fan Qiu, both sides nearly spent from their exertions.
Having obtained a tragic victory, Feng Yunsheng had depleted too much of her energy and no longer had the strength to continue competing with Meng Wan, who was virtually winning without having to fight.
However, Feng Yunsheng still forcibly stabilised herself for a battle with Meng Wan.
Finally, the weakened heavenly dragon descended into slumber once more. In comparison, following her defeat in the fourth Extreme Yin Bout, Meng Wan performed a monarch’s glorious return once more, phoenix dancing throughout the nine heavens.
After having nearly smashed their head in beneath Broad Creed Mountain, suffering tragic losses, the Sacred Sun Clan finally managed to get back gains on another battlefield.
Having lost the Great Sun Heaven Measuring Ruler, having reclaimed the Extreme Yin Crown, because the East Rising Martial Saint Huang Guanglie was unable to wield the Extreme Yin Crown, the overall strength of the Sacred Sun Clan was still slightly inferior to before Huang Guanglie had attacked Broad Creed Mountain.
However, with a Sacred Artifact in hand, the Sacred Sun Clan could finally stand up straighter, putting a halt to its earlier decline, possessing the qualifications to consider how to reclaim their lost lands.
Seeing that pure white crown slowly descending towards Meng Wan’s head like the bright moon descending from the sky, Yan Zhaoge could not help but momentarily narrow his eyes slightly.
Feng Yunsheng walked back towards Broad Creed Mountain’s camp once more, her face still pale, but her expression calm, just that embers seemed to be leaping within her gaze.
Gazing back, the light of fire within Feng Yunsheng’s pupils were directed not at Meng Wan, but at that slowly descending Extreme Yin Crown.
Just as the others were admiring Meng Wan’s domineering strength, the gazes with which they looked at Feng Yunsheng were also greatly
emotional.
Feng Yunsheng could also be considered as having performed stunningly in this debut appearance. Attending the Extreme Yin Bout for the first time, there stood only one above her, everyone else beneath, with her having defeated all the other Maidens of Extreme Yin aside from Meng Wan.
Whether it the veteran expert Chen Suting who had won the second Extreme Yin Bout, Fan Qiu who had had a dazzling debut last year in which she obtained the eventual victory, or the strong newcomer Yun Xiuqing whom the ambitious Sacred Sun Clan had revealed this time, against Feng Yunsheng, they had all had to admit their inferiority.
Especially Fan Qiu, who had held the Extreme Yin Crown for the past year, her improvements rapid with its help, a strong primary contender for this time’s fifth Extreme Yin Bout. Despite all that, she had still been defeated by Feng Yunsheng in the end.
In the first round of the Bout and the second round of actual combat after, everyone with clear eyes could see that in terms of pure foundation, Fan Qiu was still superior to Feng Yunsheng.
But in actual combat, it had been Feng Yunsheng who had just barely obtained victory.
While everyone had limited knowledge regarding Feng Yunsheng’s enmity with the Sacred Sun Clan, thanks to Lin Zhou and the Heavenly Thunder Hall, a considerable portion of them knew that a problem had once cropped up with her Extreme Yin Physique, only beginning to recover following the third Extreme Yin Bout through the Yin Yan Cloud Spring of the Mountain Domain’s Cloud Portent Mountain.
Only two years had passed at most since she restarted her footsteps. Based on that, such results were truly unheard of.
Everyone could not help but wonder: if Feng Yunsheng had been given a little more time, if she had begun on the same starting line as Meng Wan, Chen Suting and the others, what heights would she then have attained now?
Meng Wan’s virtually invincible power in the Extreme Yin Bouts-could it still be like it was now?
At this moment, while Meng Wan had obtained the eventual victory, even those of the Sacred Sun Clan appeared slightly solemn.