"My Beloved Teacher's Wife (Walking with Love)" - Chapter 262: Slaying Gods in the Nine Heavens

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Tang Yuwei was serious, pondering how to completely break through the opponent's martial arts.
Guan Yu, also known as Guan Yunchang of Wudang, is a legendary figure who famously defeated six generals at five passes. Looking at the talents displayed by various young men recently, although Guan Yu cannot be compared to Yun Song, Huineng of Shaolin, Tang Shaoshuai (successor of the Sword God), or Nangong Yuneng of the Four Great Clans, all of whom are considered among the Four Heroes of the World, Guan Yu's ability to represent Wudang in battle proves that he, like Yun Song, is one of Wudang's most representative young talents.
Yun Chang politely allowed Tang Yuwei three moves before making his move.
As soon as the Yin-Yang Sword Technique was unleashed, the world changed color, silver light filled the ground, and a whirlwind swept away Tang Yuwei like a thousand troops being cut off.
Tang Yuwei became like a fish on a chopping block under the shadow of the Yin-Yang Sword Technique. However, perhaps this was just everyone's illusion.
While the Wudang Yin-Yang Swordplay was unstoppable, the Emei Sect's swordplay wasn't necessarily inferior. Tang Yuwei held a long sword in her hand, which shot into the sky, creating layers of sword light in the air. However, with a few clanging sounds, the energy emitted by the Yin-Yang Swordplay was completely blocked by the Emei Sect's sword light.
Tang Yuwei's movements were elegant and moving, extremely beautiful to behold, even reminiscent of a celestial being dancing with a sword, leaving the audience below the arena mesmerized.
Wudang Yun Chang smiled faintly: "Junior sister, your skills are excellent. Take a few more of my moves."
The longsword moved like the wind, its blade surging skyward wave after wave, growing faster and faster as it thrust towards Tang Yuwei. Seeing that Tang Yuwei could handle it with ease, Yun Chang finally resorted to the Heavenly Net-like Tai Chi Sword Technique.
A series of sixteen sword strikes was unleashed. Immediately following was another series of thirty-six sword strikes, the sun shining down, shimmering with silver light. As the fierce attacks were unleashed, Wudang's Yun Chang was filled with regret. The moves were too sharp; he wasn't sure if his opponent could handle them. If he accidentally killed or seriously injured her, even if it was just a scratch, it would damage the relationship between Wudang and Emei. Besides, Yun Chang was well aware of the importance of chivalry. However, this competition on the arena also concerned the reputation of Wudang and Emei, and he couldn't afford to give it his all. Especially after his senior brother Yun Song's defeat, he himself bore the weight of Wudang's honor. If the prestigious Wudang sect couldn't even secure a spot in the top four, wouldn't it become a laughingstock in the martial arts world? From this perspective, Yun Chang was absolutely determined to defeat Tang Yuwei with his life on the line.
In fact, Yun Chang was completely wrong. Tang Yuwei was not as weak as he had imagined. She was agile and her longsword transformed into thousands of sword formations, like surging waves, blocking the opponent's attacks layer by layer in the air.
The leaves on both sides were shattered into pieces by the overflowing internal force from the clashing swords, and were swept up by the wind, flying all over the sky.
"Kuang Dang, Kuang Dang..."
Yun Chang saw his sword strikes being hit by Tang Yuwei's longsword from mid-air, the air currents scattering and flying in dense rain.
Finally, the rain of swords stopped.
There was only an open space left in front of Wudang Yunchang, and he had no sword techniques left to use. Tang Yuwei's longsword immediately swept towards her opponent like a storm.
The tide of battle turned instantly. Wudang's Yun Chang roared, strode forward, and his longsword surged once more, creating a curtain of light. He himself vanished within the light, his shadow disappearing from sight. He intended to use the most powerful technique in the world to counter Tang Yuwei's gentlest attack.
If you think that Wudang Tai Chi and Liangyi Swordplay are all too feminine, and only Shaolin martial arts are masculine, then you are sorely mistaken. Besides Tai Chi and Liangyi Swordplay, Wudang's Zhuxian Swordplay is considered one of the four great swordplays in the martial arts world, its domineering power far surpassing that of the Sword God and the Huashan School's Dugu Nine Swords.
It can slay immortals, let alone demons; from this you can see the domineering nature of this sword technique.
Those around could only hear a flash of light.
The Zhuxian Sword stirred the air, faintly accompanied by the sounds of wind and thunder.
Something was flying in the air, fluttering down and landing on people's faces and shoulders.
When you touch it, it feels like fine powder of green leaves.
The newly sprouted green leaves on the tree were pulverized by swords and blades; what kind of power is that?
Everyone present watched the situation unfold with growing apprehension.
The two swords clashed, revealing that Wudang's Yun Chang wasn't entirely on the defensive; he was also attacking within his defense. This battle was a contest of potential, a test of who could hold out until the very end.
Tang Yuwei's attack method suddenly changed. Instead of using her longsword to strike in circles, she transformed it into a spear, like a tidal wave, pecking at Wudang Yun Chang wave after wave, accompanied by the sound of the wind.
This attack method, which relies solely on thrusting with the tip of the sword, maintains a continuous offensive.
Wudang Yun Chang used his sword to block Tang Yuwei's sword tip from getting closer and closer.
The offensive continued smoothly and relentlessly.
After countless rounds of attack and defense, Tang Yuwei was drenched in sweat. Wudang Yun Chang's internal energy, however, showed no signs of waning; on the contrary, it seemed to be surging even stronger. The clanging sound of the Zhuxian Sword became even more terrifying.
The Emei disciples below were extremely anxious. They all knew that if it came down to internal strength, Tang Yuwei was no match for Yun Chang. Once Tang Yuwei exhausted her internal strength, how could her flesh and blood withstand the ferocious attacks of Yun Chang from Wudang?
Details determine success or failure.
The disciples of the Emei Sect understood this principle, and so did the martial arts practitioners present. However, with the winds raging and swords flashing on the arena, no one could intervene.
However, for everyone, this is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime showdown.
Wudang Yunchang's internal energy finally changed. From retreating half a step for every sword strike he blocked, to retreating a full step, it showed that his internal energy was beginning to wane. They had reached a crucial moment in their internal energy contest. If Tang Yuwei could hold on for a little longer, they could grit their teeth and see who could outlast her.
At first, no one expected the competition to become so arduous and extraordinary. In the beginning, almost everyone thought that Wudang Yunchang would win easily, but as the competition progressed, everything became unbelievable.
In fact, Wudang Yunchang himself was already suffering greatly, feeling his longsword getting heavier and heavier, and his fierce and unparalleled fighting style was greatly depleting his internal energy.
Tang Yuwei wouldn't let him stop; if he did, the longsword would surely pierce through the air.
The immense inertia of the longsword also prevented Yun Chang from stopping. This inertia made him feel as if he were carrying a heavy burden, but conversely, it also saved him a lot of energy. In order to maintain the balance, he had to persevere.
No matter how sharp the Emei Sect's swordsmanship was, or how powerful the Linglong Sword was, it was only a woman who wielded it. As long as Yun Chang persevered, he would still be the victor in the end. So he told himself that he had to grit his teeth and hold on, but Yun Chang was not as strong as before.
Tang Yuwei also sensed this subtle change. She thought to herself: A strong wind doesn't last all day, and a sudden rain doesn't last all morning. Let's see how long you can endure this.
At this moment, it's not a contest of martial arts skills or profound swordsmanship, but rather a contest of willpower, perseverance, and endurance.
After more than a dozen rounds of attack and defense, the disciples of the Emei Sect were pleasantly surprised to find that Tang Yuwei's sword remained sharp and she did not show any obvious signs of backing down.
Wudang Yunchang felt he was almost exhausted. His gait became unsteady, his internal energy was at its limit, and he began to strike out with his sword, blocking the tip of Tang Yuwei's sword.
Tang Yuwei's confidence surged, and her offensive suddenly changed again. Her longsword surged like a raging torrent, transforming into a towering wave.
Anyone who has sailed knows that when a ship is battling the raging sea, it can leap onto the crest of a wave in an instant and plunge into a trough in a flash. The most feared are those millstone waves, which rock back and forth and side to side, their immense force capable of snapping the keel of even the sturdiest ship. Tang Yuwei's longsword was precisely wielding this kind of millstone wave.
Her remaining internal energy erupted in an instant, a ruthless fighting style, because it was the final decisive moment.
The key to victory is always seizing opportunities.
The sword waves roared through the air, sweeping across the sky and covering everything.
Sword after sword.
When Wudang's Yun Chang had nowhere to retreat, his back pressed against the edge of the arena, another step back would send him tumbling off the stage—the most humiliating defeat imaginable. The disgrace wouldn't be his own, but that of the entire Wudang sect. So, Yun Chang made a decision: he let out a desperate, cornered roar!
"Nine Heavens Slay the Gods!"
Nine Heavens Slaying Gods? This is the most domineering and powerful sword technique in the Wudang School. Zhang Sanfeng created this move, but felt it was too murderous and rarely allowed his disciples to use it. However, in that era when the Mongols were rampant, Wudang disciples traveled the martial world to eliminate evil, uphold justice, and even join righteous armies. Therefore, this move was often the ultimate killing move used by Wudang disciples in their final moments, to take down their enemy along with them.
Yes, this is a sword technique meant to take the enemy down with you. No Wudang disciple would ever use it unless absolutely necessary, because it meant certain death.
Yun Chang valued this competition more than his own life. He could not lose, not even if it meant death, otherwise he would have no face to return to Wudang.
Just as Tang Yuwei was about to force her opponent off the stage with a single sword strike, a blinding wave of sword light suddenly enveloped her. Her own sword was still attacking, but the opponent's silvery sword light had already covered her.
"careful!"
Only then did Abbess Yunqing realize the gravity of the situation, that it had reached an irreversible point. Even with immense power, she couldn't possibly save someone in such a situation, especially with the Nine Heavens God-Slaying Technique unleashed; who in the world could intervene from such a distance? Perhaps only a reincarnation of Master Zhang could accomplish it.
"No!"
Elder Wudang Tangsong and Abbess Yunqing cried out simultaneously, so Elder Wudang Tangsong understood the power and lethality of Yun Chang's sword strike better than Abbess Yunqing. However, he, standing below the arena, was equally helpless. The distance was too great; it was impossible for Yun Chang to stop his sword strike. He didn't want to see Tang Yuwei die from the Wudang swordsmanship, nor did he want to see Yun Chang himself perish on the arena. But now, he was powerless to help.
Sometimes, tragedies happen unexpectedly, and the root causes may be absurd or incomprehensible, but that's reality.
This was a match with no winner or loser!
Tang Yuwei could even smell the scent of death.

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