Chapter 502: Rising Dragon

Water realm.

Brilliant blue flame flowers had covered the entire space, almost boundless. They floated quietly in the water, and were stirred and shattered by the massive body rushing past in an instant. Roars and low whistles were transmitted into deep bass sounds in the water.

The water was listening to the mobilization of a certain force, while those flames seemed to be on another level. They gathered with the fluctuations of the water, but they would never be extinguished. Whenever the green body swept past, they would stick to it. Soon, the two python shapes hidden in the dark water were outlined by the brilliant blue dots.

The Black Chi's jade-like body was instead faintly hidden.

But it didn't stop attacking for a moment. The frequency was almost crazy. Many times, it only aimed to severely injure the target in front of it, letting the other pair of sharp teeth tear scales off its body.

The larger water Hui was already covered in bloody scales, and large amounts of blood were leaking from its throat. The flames had dyed half of its body charred black. It roared angrily, but its gaze was still greedily looking at the Black Chi's wounds.

—The blood that had just entered its mouth almost carried a certain sweet magic.

The two water Huis had a toughness comparable to their bodies, and they were thick-skinned and fleshy. Even though they had been severely injured repeatedly, there was still no sign of being near death. The Black Chi almost understood that this was less of an ambush and more of a delay. Two separated realms, just looking at which side's killer was faster, and which side's prey could hold on longer.

It didn't have to worry originally, but the state of having no news was indeed unsettling.

Amidst the roar of the water snake, a thick torrent of water locked onto the black dragon ahead, but the next moment that agile, dark shadow broke through everything with unstoppable momentum, opening its mouth to ram it several yards away.

Then, a Hui and a Chi churned and bit each other for a while, and the flame flowers in the pool were as messy as broken stars. Immediately after, a painful roar was whistled out, and the Black Chi's sword-like sharp claws were embedded in the seven inches of this water Hui again, and it bit its exposed throat.

In such a fight, sharp claws were obviously an advantage that could not be ignored. This represented a weapon of a certain higher noble bloodline that forbade the usurpation of the snake species. The second bite on the same throat, and the cold white bones were exposed abruptly. This water Hui let out a painful moan, twisting its head to bite the Black Chi's body, but another sharp claw had pressed its head.

At this moment, it realized that the moment of execution had arrived. Its body twisted crazily, and the other water Hui roared and slammed up. But the Black Chi's emerald eyes just drooped, and the flame flowers hanging all over its body gathered on the neck under its claws. First it was intense and bright, then it melted into a circle of vermilion blades. The next moment, it contracted silently into a point, and had cleanly cut off this Hui head.

The next moment, the body was slammed away by the other water Hui, and the Black Chi was pressed straight down toward the abyss. But a clear whistle sounded from below immediately, and the blue flames all over the sky suddenly brightened and gathered, then fell from the center toward their master.

This strange scene was like a funnel pouring light, and like a flower blooming quietly.

Pei Ye turned his head back, and only then did he hear the sound of coughing water behind him. He turned his head back, and Zhang Piaoxu was revealing his figure from beside a fragment of the ship's hull, with a spring mechanism exposed at his cuff. Although he was choking on water, his hands and feet were very natural, and he seemed to be very proficient in swimming.

Pei Ye understood what had happened just now in an instant—the youth must have wanted to shout "Pei Ye, dodge!" before firing the hidden weapon, but forgot that he was in the water.

However, the effect of that short arrow was indeed beyond Pei Ye's power. When it swept past him just now, it seemed to show the patterns engraved on it. It was extremely fast, sharp, and powerful, and it was indeed enough to injure an upper two-realm cultivator by surprise.

Pei Ye still gave him a thumbs up with a smile in this situation, while Zhang Piaoxu looked behind him with shrinking pupils.

That was Chen Renzhong slashing with his heavy saber again. Pei Ye held his sword horizontally and turned his head back. Cooperating with the small arrow that had arrived, his body tilted, and a sword light flowed out naturally. Saber and sword met. The injury just now made the youth's face pale again, but this time he received it better than before. He swept out from the man's increasingly violent Qi, and his body drifted and turned in the water like a jellyfish.

Just as 【Bare Heart Seeing Blade】 told him, water has no constant shape, so you don't have to deal with it.

Being in the water, the more you want to do, the more you are blocked everywhere; the more you struggle, the less you have a place to exert force. Therefore, you must first forget "self" to know the meaning of water, and you must first do nothing if you want to have something to do.

When you want to wield your sword too much, then every bit of water's movement is a disturbance to you. But if you follow the movement of the water, whatever direction the water throws you, you wield your sword in that direction. Isn't it precisely that heaven and earth are all helping when the time comes?

What to do if the sword brought by the water cannot receive the opponent's saber technique?

Don't forget, before the saber edge arrives, the water will bring you news first? Isn't the thing that pushes your movements precisely the water flow disturbed by the opponent?

Pei Ye had never thought deeply about why "Water Sword" was a vast realm. Now he had indeed touched a true meaning. Chen Renzhong's movements had clearly begun to take risks. His cold eyes swept over the two youths, and then his heavy saber moved horizontally, kicking a large stone that flew past toward Zhang Piaoxu, and then launched a storm-like offensive against Pei Ye as if racing against time.

Zhang Piaoxu pressed on the ship fragment dangerously, and only then borrowed force to barely dodge this blow, still being flipped twice by the exploded broken wood and water waves.

And for Chen Renzhong, this was a more helpless nightmare.

He should have beheaded this youth within three rounds after entering the water. That was the first window, called "caught off guard."

However, the youth was worthy of the record in the case file. Not only were his trump cards endless and his thinking difficult to fathom, but in just five rounds of exchange, he let Chen Renzhong watch him adapt to underwater fighting quickly.

Being in a lower realm and in deep water he had never stepped into, supporting himself for so long with sword technique had actually made Chen Renzhong find it unbelievable.

Then the second window for killing was "bullying the weak with strength." You can resist three or five moves, and what you get in exchange is physical injury. Then what about ten, twenty, or thirty moves? In such water, the youth's clumsiness was visible to the naked eye. He would eventually run out of tricks. As long as there was one flaw, Chen Renzhong could insert a fatal blow.

He had almost caught this flaw.

If it weren't for the youth's suddenly closed eyes, and that half-breath that suddenly seemed like a ghost possessing him.

Chen Renzhong didn't know what had happened, but he felt that time was running out. The Dock Master said the time they provided was half a quarter of an hour.

And now, it was the last window for killing, the so-called "fatigue after long battle."

The youth had indeed received too many moves and suffered too many injuries.

He was originally just a Seventh Life suddenly thrown into the water. At this time, even if he found a way to deal with it, it was hard to say that he stood on the same platform as the man. Not to mention that he had already lost too much state.

As long as there was one flaw, he could completely crush him.

Chen Renzhong slashed down with three heavy sabers in succession. Pei Ye's reception indeed revealed a delay. Although he understood some water meaning, he was not proficient after all, and he often couldn't take care of it when receiving moves. Chen Renzhong aimed at this point and attacked fiercely.

Zhang Piaoxu, who had just stabilized his posture, looked over and saw this situation. He looked around, aimed at a falling giant stone larger than his body, swam over, and kicked and pushed it with all his might, making it slam toward Chen Renzhong.

But Chen Renzhong had fixed his gaze on him earlier. Eighth Life's gaze was like a tiger or leopard to Zhang Piaoxu. And what was even more terrifying was that a certain quality brought by the scales seemed to have invaded his eyes, dyed into yellow beast pupils.

The youth's body was stiff for a moment. In his eyes, Chen Renzhong flashed like a ghost and bowed on the giant stone. The next moment, he sprang up suddenly, slamming in front of him like a cannonball in an instant.

But the next moment, sharp gold and iron clashes bloomed in front of him. A single sword had stood in front of the heavy saber. At the same time, a hand pressed on his shoulder and pulled him backward. The next moment, the two flew backward together.

Chen Renzhong's cold voice was left in place: "So you have seen..."

The two crashed open the sinking wood and almost fell to the bottom of the lake. Pei Ye barely dissipated the force, and the god-like man above slammed down like a cannonball again.

Zhang Piaoxu looked anxiously at the weak complexion and injured limbs of the person in front of him, but was suddenly tapped on the throat by Pei Ye, who passed a stream of Qi into him. He suddenly "hiccuped" and found that he could speak suddenly.

"We have to run up!" The urgent voice flowed out immediately, "Why did we fall to the bottom of the lake!"

Pei Ye raised his eyes and glanced upward: "Is it pressing your ears?"

"It's not a matter of ears!" Zhang Piaoxu was dying of anxiety.

"How many shots does your small crossbow have left?" Pei Ye had already crouched down and pressed his sword.

"Two shots."

"Enough, jump to the right! Shoot his left neck!"

Chen Renzhong had slammed down thunderously. Both were injured. Under the huge shock of his lungs, Zhang Piaoxu gritted his teeth and raised his hand. A black lightning "swished" and flew out. Chen Renzhong twisted his head violently. At the same time, in the dust raised on the other side, the youth who had lunged with his sword had already appeared.

A precise sword inserted into a rare gap, but it was still blocked by Chen Renzhong's saber hilt. Gold and iron clashes rang out repeatedly again. However, just when the youth couldn't hold on again, a thicker black shadow descended from above.

—That was a huge ship bow falling.

Only then did Zhang Piaoxu understand the bottom of the lake where Pei Ye had kept him. In the moment this massive object fell, the youth used four taels to move a thousand catties with stunning brilliance, flicking the heavy saber, and leaped himself. The ship bow landed, having already blocked the enemy on the other side.

Yellow soil and fine sand flew up violently, and the entire space became turbid in an instant. Zhang Piaoxu saw the youth sway while supporting his sword, landing and leaning against a stone to adjust his breath.

Zhang Piaoxu immediately swam over, supported his arm, and propped him up: "Take advantage of now, let's swim up quickly."

"I haven't reached the point where I can't move." Pei Ye leaned on the stone and smiled, shaking his head, "It's more than ten zhang deep here. There is no support on the way up, no buffer, and I can't take many of his moves."

"But isn't waiting for death down here?"

"How could it be? I have a helper. Let's just drag out the time." Pei Ye didn't want to occupy more Qi, tore off two strips of clothing, and wrapped his wounds.

"You look like you'll die if you take one more move. How can you drag it out?" Zhang Piaoxu frowned tightly and looked at him, "Injured like this."

Pei Ye waved the mud and sand on his sword and smiled, indeed a bit weakly: "Far from it. This is just the beginning, I haven't even vomited much blood."

"I'm used to carrying heavy injuries when I fight people." Pei Ye continued to look at him, "Is there still one arrow left?"

"Yes."

The ship's hull made a violent roar at this time. The man behind the ship board was clearly already near madness, and there would be no second falling wreckage for them to use.

Pei Ye's expression also became serious: "If you can aim accurately in a while, shoot his eyes. If you can't aim accurately, don't shoot randomly, so as not to shoot me, do you hear?"

"Oh."

Pei Ye slowly wrapped his hands and sword with cloth and stood up from the stone.

"... Then can I swim up a little bit?"

"Why?"

"My ears hurt."

The ship board was blown apart by huge force. The preparation the youth had made was just right at this moment, because such a saber could only be received head-on.

The man with scales climbing onto his eyes seemed to have determined that this was the last battle of his life, so he didn't stint on his life either. The fastest and most rigid saber technique seemed to want to condense everything into this last half quarter of an hour.

Pei Ye felt like he had returned to the embarrassment when he first entered the water in an instant. It was not just that the opponent had become stronger, but also because his own sword technique and habits had been read by the man for many rounds, and his state was also insightfully observed by Chen Renzhong.

This was indeed a hero, while Pei Ye was contributing messy sword frames and drifting blood stains in the water. But just like a rubber band that could be stretched infinitely, it clearly felt like he had been pressed to the limit, but it was always one breath away from breaking.

And in such a violent exchange, Zhang Piaoxu really didn't find a chance to trigger the arrow box. He pursed his lips tightly and stared at the fight between the two, in which the youth's figure was suppressed so miserably that it seemed like he would be cut in two by a saber in the next moment.

Then he naturally couldn't live either.

Zhang Piaoxu held the arrow box tightly, trying hard to find a gap where he could help, but the next moment he widened his eyes in surprise. The youth seemed to have completely given up resistance. After receiving a move, he retreated violently with all his Qi, took Zhang Piaoxu with him as he passed, and fell toward the bottom of the lake again.

The eruption of Seventh Life's Qi was terrifying enough. Such a movement indeed pulled a distance from Chen Renzhong, but what it brought was almost complete paralysis. At least within three breaths, the youth absolutely had no ability to take any move.

Zhang Piaoxu looked at him in horror, but Pei Ye leaned weakly on the stone and smiled barely: "Don't shoot him this time, we want a live one, remember?"

"... What are you doing?!" Zhang Piaoxu's surprise just fell into words.

"Isn't it to take you with me?"

"... You couldn't beat him in the first place! —What, what take me with you?!" The man above had already dragged his giant blade and fell straight down again. The giant current like a water explosion pressed toward them.

"Those swords were all for delay. Where is my truly powerful sword technique? Do you know I couldn't beat him?" Pei Ye sighed lightly, looking up at the giant blade that could break mountains and rivers, "I said, I have a helper."

In an instant, everything was like a dream.

Brilliant blue and beautiful flowers spread out by the thousands, and then the sacred and handsome Chi head appeared like a phantom. The next moment, all water was domineeringly pushed away. The slender, massive, jade-like body rushed from the bottom of the lake of more than ten zhang into the sky, and the cage of the natural chasm was crushed in an instant.

Zhang Piaoxu only felt his body suddenly heavy, and then heaven and earth turned upside down. The next moment, he was panting heavily, his arms raised subconsciously, blocking the first ray of morning sun shooting from the east.

And the weak youth beside him was lying steadily and relaxed beside the long beard. His hands were hanging down, not grabbing anything, and he received the most proper care in such a sprint.

At this time, he gripped his sword tightly again, smiled silently, turned his body from the neck, and slid down. He had already transformed into a posture of diving with his sword in the air.

And directly below him, the water surface was suddenly broken. Chen Renzhong brought up a water column a zhang high, dragging his saber fiercely and chasing out. ===== CHAPTER 503 =====