Chapter 393: Battle of Wangchuan

Wangchuan Building is the number one famous building in Anxi County, leaning against mountains and rivers, where one can climb high to look far, and lean over the abyss to enjoy fish. It is a place for the younger generation to meet and discuss poetry and martial arts, and clan elders often come here to listen to the rain and taste wine, laughing at the changing situation and the competition of the younger generation.

Nine is the extreme of numbers, so Wangchuan has nine floors in total. Only the younger generation meeting to discuss poetry and swords can possibly climb to the ninth floor. But not just anyone can go up to the ninth floor; whether one can reach the top to discuss the Dao depends on the building owner's nod.

Clan elders often gather on the eighth floor, while the younger generation's wind and cloud figures are on the seventh floor.

To go up to the seventh floor, one must have qualifications; there are only seven people who can become the main guests of the seventh floor. If newcomers want to go up to the seventh floor, they must step on one person to do so.

Although Cui Tianlin is young, he is already a regular guest on the seventh floor. Ever since his Dao Foundation immortal sword returned to its position and achieved "Spring Garden Moon," one of the seven town-palace immortal swords of the Jiangong, this seat by the window on the seventh floor became his exclusive seat.

At this time, night had just fallen, and the lanterns were lit. The dots of light were reflected in the river, like the stars in the sky falling into the human world.

Cui Tianlin sat by the window, actually a bit distracted.

Sitting at the banquet were more than a dozen young men and women, all of whom were able to climb to the seventh floor because of Cui Tianlin. If Cui Tianlin didn't come, they wouldn't have the qualifications to go up to this floor. Among these people, there were many whose family background was better than Cui Tianlin's; ten years ago, many of them didn't bother to play with Cui Tianlin at all.

"Brother Lin, do you want to practice swords again?" A girl who was born sweet and beautiful asked.

Cui Tianlin pulled back his thoughts and said: "Too much is as bad as too little, practicing swords is first about practicing the heart. Where the heart reaches, it is the boundary of the sword. So don't practice too much, just have a sword in your heart."

Someone immediately cheered: "Brother Tianlin's words are truly waking up the dreamer! I only now know that twenty years of practicing swords were all practiced wrongly!"

Cui Tianlin was a bit helpless, but still nodded politely. Every time he wanted to talk to these people about sword Dao insights, he would always get some plausible responses. Every time this happened, he could only repeatedly ponder the sword intent of Spring Garden Moon in his heart.

Everyone talked nonsense about sword Dao insights, and suddenly someone said: "A flying boat entered the city today, and someone saw Cui Yu return."

Another girl said indignantly: "This person is really ungrateful. If it weren't for Brother Lin's generosity, according to our ideas, we would have invited him to the ninth floor for a battle long ago, letting him know what is 'there is someone outside the person, there is a heaven outside the heaven.' Really, Brother Lin has always wanted to leave the most important position for him. If you ask me, we should teach him a lesson!"

"Brother Tianlin, why don't we just invite him to a battle while he is back this time! We have always wanted to admire the style of Spring Garden Moon!"

Everyone made a fuss again.

Cui Tianlin suddenly felt a bit listless and said: "Forget it, if he doesn't want to join, there's no need to force it."

At this time, a commotion suddenly started downstairs, and everyone sitting on the seventh floor turned their heads to look at the stairs. Then they heard the shop assistant downstairs say anxiously: "The seventh floor is already full, please don't make it difficult for the small one!"

Then it was Cui Yu's voice: "Then what about my seat, who occupied it?"

"Young Master, you don't know, if you don't come for half a year, the seat will be given to someone else. It has always been this rule!"

"How come I heard that someone didn't come for a year, and the seat is still there?"

"This..."

Everyone was looking at Cui Tianlin. A year ago, Cui Tianlin was closed-door in the Jiangong, stabilizing Spring Garden Moon, and indeed did not return.

Footsteps sounded on the stairs, stable, peaceful, as if the sky was collapsing in front, the pace would not be chaotic.

Cui Yu climbed to the seventh floor.

The shop assistant behind him was almost crying, begging: "The small one is just making a living, Young Master..."

Cui Yu's eyes scanned the audience, and a teenager at one of the tables shrank back subconsciously. This seat was the seat Cui Yu used to sit in, and later it was obtained by him. If Cui Yu wanted to take it back, and challenge him, he asked himself that he was not Cui Yu's opponent.

Unexpectedly, Cui Yu didn't even look at him, and said directly to Cui Tianlin: "Dare to fight?"

Cui Tianlin was obviously a bit surprised, but naturally not afraid of Cui Yu, and said: "Why not dare?"

Cui Yu sneered: "Very good, then fight on the ninth floor! But your physical body is average, should this battle be restricted?"

Cui Tianlin said: "No need, in the future when fighting with enemies, will the enemy agree to be restricted? You and I fight, naturally we should show all means."

Cui Yu sneered again: "I have reminded you. I'll ask again, should we add some restrictions?"

Cui Tianlin couldn't help but have anger, and said in a deep voice: "No need! Brother Yu, whatever means you have, just use them."

"Very good!"

Cui Tianlin's eyes crossed Cui Yu and fell on the tall young man behind him. This young man had almost no sense of existence, and only now did Cui Tianlin discover his existence.

A group of young men and women were very excited and went up to the ninth floor. The clan elders who were drinking on the eighth floor also climbed to the ninth floor to watch the battle. In the blink of an eye, the news spread, and more and more people came. Everyone knew that who led the wind and waves of the younger generation of the Cui family would be decided in this battle. This might be the most important battle of the Wangchuan Building in the past ten years.

The ninth floor was exceptionally high, the roof was ten zhang away from the ground, and eight large pillars supported the entire roof.

Cui Tianlin entered the arena first, slowly drew his magic sword, stretched his finger and wiped it on the sword, and the whole sword immediately became sparkling, like ripples in a pool. Cui Yu brought two followers into the arena, each with a large box in their hands.

Cui Yu opened the box and moved out a strange magic treasure from inside; it had three tubes and was quite heavy. A follower set up a tripod, helped Cui Yu install the magic treasure, and Cui Yu pulled out a belt full of flying swords from another box, installed one end on the magic treasure, and then signaled that it could start.

A clan elder said the rules of the competition as usual, nothing more than not being allowed to kill, not being allowed to intentionally hurt people's lives, etc., and then knocked the copper chime, and the decisive battle began.

Cui Tianlin stood with his sword and said: "Brother Yu is older than me, so please make the first move, I'll let you have three swords."

The young men and women watching around were full of admiration, all saying that Cui Tianlin had high talent and was so humble and polite. If there were no peerless geniuses in the next few decades, he would definitely be the only candidate to lead the entire Cui family.

Cui Yu turned a deaf ear to these words, but his iron-blue face had already leaked his heart. He stared at Cui Tianlin and said: "If you admit defeat now, it's still in time."

Cui Tianlin smiled slightly and said: "Jiangong disciples have no precedent of admitting defeat."

Cui Yu sneered: "It seems you know nothing about my means, fine, today I will let you open your eyes!"

Cui Yu's Dao power urged, and the strange magic treasure suddenly made a "ka" sound; the flying sword was actually stuck inside! Suddenly the whole hall laughed.

Cui Yu was also stunned, not expecting the magic treasure to malfunction at this time. He urged several times, but the flying sword was always stuck in the gun chamber and didn't move. The laughter around grew louder and louder, and a clan elder said: "Strange skills and obscene techniques, ultimately cannot be on the stage."

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This sentence was double-entendre, and by the way, Cui Yu was also scolded in.

Cui Yu was helpless, reached out and pulled down a switch on the magic treasure, and then pulled the gun bolt, followed by a "weng" sound, and the three gun barrels began to rotate at high speed. He didn't want to use this mode originally.

Bang bang bang! Three flying swords were fired almost together, but were easily blocked by Cui Tianlin.

The crowd watching was quite surprised, all seeing that these three swords were equivalent to a strike of a Dao Foundation cultivator, and the power was already quite good. The magic treasure in Cui Yu's hand was afraid that it was not simple.

Cui Tianlin said calmly: "Three swords have passed, I am going to attack."

"You can't attack!"

Cui Yu's Dao power poured out, fully urged, and the roaring sound instantly drowned the ninth floor, countless flying swords converged into a torrent! Cui Tianlin's protective Dao technique only barely supported for three breaths before it shattered, and the whole person was beaten and flew backward, falling into the river below like a broken doll.

Spring Garden Moon left his hand, turned a few times, and inserted into the floor of the building, the sword light gradually dimmed.

After a moment of silence, a burst of exclamation sounded, and someone flew out to salvage Cui Tianlin.

No one expected Cui Tianlin to lose so simply, but the magic treasure in Cui Yu's hand was also really terrifying. In this short moment, it had already fired hundreds of flying swords. Not to mention that Cui Tianlin was only a Dao Foundation, even a Dharma Form couldn't hold it.

At this time, the clan elder who had just scolded "strange skills and obscene techniques" was full of anger and shouted: "You actually cheated! This battle doesn't count!"

The old man walked toward Cui Yu, reached out to grab the strange magic treasure, and said: "This kind of harmful thing, it shouldn't be left with you!"

A person suddenly appeared in front of him, it was Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "This thing is very expensive, if it's broken, I'm afraid you can't afford to pay for it even if you lose your family property."

The old man looked Wei Yuan up and down and suddenly said: "You are Wei Yuan?"

"Exactly."

A buzz of discussion sounded around. What they were discussing was not that Wei Yuan survived the Great Cause Curse, but Wei Yuan's words to the Xu family.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "I heard you said that the Xu family's Dharma Forms are all trash, so do you think my Cui family's Dharma Forms are also trash?"

Wei Yuan laughed, shaking the wilderness: "Old man, your trick of sowing discord is rough! You are so old, why are you still not very smart? Read less storybooks and more history books when you have nothing to do."

The old man was so angry that his face turned iron-blue, his whole body's magic power circulated, and his late-stage Dharma Form cultivation was released without concealment.

A middle-aged man appeared behind Cui Yu at some point, frowning slightly at this time, and was about to step forward, but was pulled by Cui Yu and shook his head gently. The middle-aged man was a bit surprised, so he watched the change.

Wei Yuan looked at the martial artist holding a large gun that appeared on the old man's head, and instantly saw that this Dharma Form was actually based on the gun, and the martial artist holding the gun was only auxiliary and embellishment, which was not at all the same level as Shangguan Qianmo's immortal holding the sword.

Dharma Forms, like Dao Foundations, also have high and low differences, and the gap is even more obvious. Generally speaking, the more spiritual the Dharma Form, the higher the grade. Therefore, compared with a single immortal sword, the immortal holding the sword has a higher grade.

After looking at the old man's Dharma Form, Wei Yuan had a count in his heart and said: "I have always admired the Cui family, and I am also a life-and-death friend with Brother Yu. I admire many Dharma Form experts in the Cui family. But I have to say that your Dharma Form is indeed a bit trash. If you were gone, the overall reputation of the Cui family's Dharma Forms would be able to improve by one level."

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