Chapter 218: Give Up

Chen Yi He fought with his self-created sword technique against the Dragon King's Dragon-Slaying Blade Method, the battle so close it was hard to tell who was winning.

Suddenly, an image appeared before Chen Yi He's eyes.

The Dragon King stood on one leg, drew back his left arm, and thrust his sword diagonally upward with his right arm—it was actually the "Lone Mountain Setting Sun" move of the Mountain River Sword Technique!

Chen Yi He was shocked! The Dragon King still remembered his sword move!

Back on Tiger Mountain's tiger's mouth, it was the Dragon King who gave Chen Yi He guidance; I never expected the Dragon King to still remember this move!

In that case, Chen Yi He could not show weakness; he threw the Heavenly Secret Sword upward, tip pointing down, as if the sword had been given life—a blue-green dragon roared forth, its mouth opening, horns atop its head charging wildly at the Dragon King, the dragon's body swaying!

Chen Yi He responded in kind—it was the Dragon King's ultimate move, "Azure Dragon Descends Nine Heavens"!

The azure dragon collided with the Lone Mountain!

"Boom!"

The horns were broken off, and the mountain peak collapsed halfway!

Chen Yi He and the Dragon King separated, the distance between them great, then they collided again!

Neither would yield!

Once brothers, now enemies!

"Ahhh!" Chen Yi He roared.

"Uhh ahh!" the Dragon King roared.

The pavilion of the Eternal Joy Gate shattered into a pile under their impact!

An opponent of this level has too much destructive power!

"My lord, let's go farther away!" Situ Qing said to Zhou Ke. He and Ye Wuming, standing before Zhou Ke, each erected a barrier of true qi to prevent Zhou Ke from being caught up or harmed.

"Good!" Zhou Ke retreated again, just as he had at the God Sword Mountain Villa—he retreats when he wants to. As he retreated, he asked, "Who do you think will win between the two of them?"

"The Dragon King." Situ Qing replied.

"Chen Yi He." Ye Wuming replied.

Two different answers, also two different outcomes.

The battle fell into a fierce melee, a huge azure dragon hovering in the sky! And Chen Yi He was a golden speck in the dragon's eye!

Yet the azure dragon dared not underestimate that golden speck—it was like a sun, blinding and unconsumable!

The battle should soon decide a winner, but Chen Yi He had already reached his limit!

Although Chen Yi He was protected by the Longevity Scripture, the consumption of this great battle was truly too great, supply could not meet demand.

On the contrary, the Dragon King, tireless, had an endless flow of power, showing no sign of exhaustion at all.

"What's going on?" Chen Yi He recalled a point from physics class—a "perpetual motion machine", forever moving, never stopping; at this moment, the Dragon King was just like that perpetual motion machine!

"Chen Yi He!!!" the Dragon King roared again, his pupils almost shooting out light!

Chen Yi He thought, since we are brothers, let's not drag this out—let's decide with one move! He gripped the hilt of the Heavenly Secret Sword with both hands and raised the sword to the sky.

The Dragon King's blade fell from heaven, while Chen Yi He's sword rose from earth!

"Boom!"

"Rumble rumble rumble!"

It was as if they had experienced a massive earthquake, or a towering tsunami! The entire imperial capital trembled!

This is enough power!

"Pfft!" Chen Yi He spat a large mouthful of blood, like a spring ball rolling on the ground, bouncing up and falling down, taking a while to stop! He knew he was covered in wounds.

The Dragon King stood motionless in the distance, even though his clothes were ruined to the point of near nakedness! The dragon that had originally been revealed on his chest now fully appeared!

Yet he showed no sign of stopping, because Chen Yi He was still alive.

Chen Yi He resolved to use his last strength for a final strike! He poured all his true qi into the Heavenly Secret Sword, employing the Art of Sword Control to wield the sword!

The Dragon King gripped his blade with both hands and charged at Chen Yi He, slashing!

"Clang!" The dragon blade struck the Heavenly Secret Sword, emitting a crisp sound.

The dragon blade was blocked, and the Heavenly Secret Sword thrust straight out—toward the Dragon King's throat.

"Dragon King!" Gaodi Chun shouted loudly!

The Dragon King stood in place, still motionless, the tip of the Heavenly Secret Sword only an inch from his throat.

"Huff…" Chen Yi He bent over, hands on his knees, gasping heavily, blood continuously flowing from his mouth, a frightening sight.

The Dragon King almost had his throat pierced by Chen Yi He's sword!

Just a little bit more.

That was the distance Chen Yi He had gauged!

How could Chen Yi He deal a lethal blow to his own brother?

"Heh heh, Dragon King, you lost……" Chen Yi He said with a smile to the Dragon King. He did not know whether, before death, the Dragon King had regained his normal consciousness: "I don't know why you became like this, but as brothers, seeing you not dead truly makes me happy!"

"Clang!" The Heavenly Secret Sword fell and planted itself before the Dragon King's feet.

Chen Yi He voluntarily gave up the chance to kill the Dragon King!

Now the Dragon King could easily draw the Heavenly Secret Sword and end Chen Yi He's life with one strike!

"Dragon King! Don't you remember us? Over three hundred brothers are waiting for you!" Gaodi Chun bellowed at the Dragon King, straining his voice.

The Dragon King remained unmoved, and he drew the Heavenly Secret Sword.

Step by step he walked toward Chen Yi He, his steps heavy and steady.

"That is the power of the Heavenly Way." The Imperial Ancestor only then realized, but then everything was too late! He leapt down from the Sutra Pavilion and flew toward the Eternal Joy Gate—who knows if he'll make it in time!

"Let's hurry back to the lord's mansion; this Dragon King seems unable to control himself and might drag us down!" Situ Qing said to Zhou Ke.

Zhou Ke and the three of them had already retreated far, but this time Zhou Ke refused Situ Qing's request; he instead wanted to see what decision the Dragon King would make.

"Chen Yi He voluntarily gave up his sword—this might ruin the great plan; if he dies, their schemed grand strategy would be completely thwarted!" Ye Wuming could not help but worry for Chen Yi He.

The Dragon King placed the Heavenly Mechanism Sword on Chen Yi He's neck.

"Dragon King, we are brothers, you won't kill me."

"I don't know why you became like this, but this is not the real you."

"From Tiger Mountain to Thousandfold Gate, you have always looked after me; I had long thought that between us, if there were a fight, it would definitely be my death—regardless of the strength gap, the person who dies cannot be you."

The Dragon King remained unmoved; he is merely a corpse without thought.

Chen Yi He gave a cold smile, then said to the Dragon King, "Heh, go ahead."

"Ugh ah ah ah!" The Dragon King raised the Heavenly Mechanism Sword and swung down fiercely at Chen Yi He's neck. The sword light fell!

"Since the outcome is thus, what's the point of resisting!"

Chen Yi He didn't even blink an eyelid!