Star Railway: The Pioneer's Journey

Chapter 106 Illuminating All Rivers

The match between Jingliu and Yanqing was a one-sided crushing defeat.

Lan didn't even need to use her intuition to know that Yanqing was too young. Compared to Jingliu, who had made great achievements in battle, he was far too inexperienced.

Therefore, when using the abundant waste products of this path as targets for the competition, Jingliu undoubtedly always ran ahead of Yanqing.

I'll just add a couple of sarcastic remarks.

"You're so slow, little brother."

"You'd better work hard, otherwise, even if I gave you a starship, you still wouldn't be able to catch up with me."

"It's been so long since I've had this much fun..."

Lan watched with great interest.

Although Jing was exiled to the sea, Yanqing was indeed no match for her.

How was Jingliu evaluated before? Oh, he single-handedly raised the standard of Luofu Swordhead?

It's just a pity about the fate of the Immortal Ship people.

Finally, at the end of the road stood a burly, muscular alchemist, a practitioner of the secret techniques of the Medicine King.

Jingliu did not make a move.

She seemed to be possessed by a demonic force; her tone was a little off.

"It's been too long since I've used my sword. In a moment of impulse, I almost stirred up demonic energy and caused some evil. Little brother, I'll leave the entertainment to you. I'll give you three moves."

The two fought together, and while they were fighting, Jingliu was also giving Yanqing pointers on his sword techniques.

"Looking ahead and behind, your strength is waning and your power is waning. Where has your confidence gone?"

You've really hurt me.

Then, Kagami drew his sword and aimed it at the enemy.

Her swordsmanship is elegant and has a unique beauty; it is decisive and sharp, and every strike is a sure-kill move.

"It should be like this: the sword strikes without turning back, a single blow is fatal!"

Jingliu's voice became hoarse.

She was suppressing the demonic spirit, preventing it from causing trouble.

Otherwise, his own disciple would die on the spot.

Of course, with Lan still behind them, it wasn't enough to make Jingliu really go berserk here.

Yanqing thrust out his sword one last time, killing his opponent.

Mirror Flow's sword missed its mark, and Arashi saw it clearly.

After the battle ended, Jingliu sighed, "Only that sword strike just now was enough to avoid being utterly disappointing."

Yanqing was very disappointed: "I lost."

Jingliu replied, "The match is not over yet, because before I could even unleash my final sword strike, there are no more opponents left on the field..."

"To draw the sword and fail to achieve anything is to blaspheme the divine will of the Emperor of Bows and Destiny, which is extremely inauspicious."

Listen to the entire Arashi performance: ......

???

Should He go out and say that He doesn't mind?

What's so ominous about missing the mark with a sword? Besides, what divine will does He have? How come He doesn't know it himself?

Then, Jingliu turned to look at Yanqing:

"Little brother, with your strength, if you encounter a real enemy, you will only face certain death."

The real enemy?

Jingliu was probably referring to the Antimatter Legion. She didn't know that the Great Lord of Annihilation had already been captured by them and was being prepared to be sent to the Nether Prison.

However, Yunzhi is in charge of this matter, so Lan doesn't need to worry.

"Rather than facing imminent death, I offer you a more dignified choice—to die as a swordsman after witnessing my masterful sword strike."

Yanqing's expression was somewhat conflicted.

It seems that he struggled with this internally for a while.

Just when Lan thought he wouldn't agree, Yanqing suddenly stepped forward.

It means that you must accept this sword strike.

—This kid is pretty brave.

At that moment, Lan's inner thoughts overlapped with Jingliu's voice:

"What courage."

He thought for a moment, stepped back slightly, and found another "viewing platform" with an excellent location.

Jingliu knows his limits and wouldn't actually kill the grand-disciple who was supposed to take care of his disciple in his old age. As the grandmaster, it's not surprising that he would teach the younger generation.

Yanqing could handle it, but seeing it with her own eyes would be even more shocking.

In the blink of an eye, a heavy sword made of frost appeared in Jingliu's hand. She leaped up and, under the cold moonlight, raised her hand and unleashed a sword aura.

The sword energy had a vast range and a fierce momentum. If it were anyone else, they would have already gone weak in the knees and gone blank in their mind just from the moment Jingliu swung his sword. They wouldn't even dare to think of resisting.

Yanqing immediately commanded six flying swords, held his breath and concentrated, and just as the sword energy was about to fall, he raised his hand and also swung a sword.

A phantom giant sword shot out from the sky, instantly cleaving Jing Liu's sword energy in two.

Broken icicles fell, reflecting the moonlight, creating a particularly poignant scene at the dock.

Yanqing was momentarily lost in thought and remained silent for a long time.

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After delivering that sword strike, Jingliu left.

She needed to find a quiet place to calm her demonic spirit.

Jingliu's assessment of Jingyuan's young apprentice was that he had good talent and had mastered excellent swordsmanship, but unfortunately, he was too young and too sharp-tongued—and had also picked up some bad habits from Jingyuan.

Oh, Jingyuan's problem isn't a bad one.

Once things have calmed down, I'll go to the Shence Mansion to see my disciple; it's been a long time.

Jingliu made up his mind, closed his eyes, and sat down to rest.

Just then, I suddenly heard a series of clapping sounds.

"The moonlight, frosty and cold, falls upon the immortal boat; the sword's aura, sharp and fierce, illuminates ten thousand rivers. If you ask where the swordsman comes from, it is an old friend returning to his hometown."

The young man, who appeared out of nowhere, lowered his hand with a slight smile.

Jingliu became alert, drew his sword, and stood up.

—The standard armor of the Cloud Cavalry?

No, this person's clothing style seems to be more old-fashioned.

She thought of many things in that instant.

The young man did not give her time to continue thinking:

"As expected of the Luofu Sword Master praised by Deputy General Yun, that sword strike just now was truly spectacular."

"I wonder how many tribulations he went through to cultivate such a sharp sword."

Jingliu's eyes were covered by a black veil, making her expression impossible to discern.

"Jing Liu is nothing but a sinner, unworthy of such high praise from you, sir."

Lan smiled: "What crime have you committed? Could it be that the star core is related to you?"

Jing Liu remained unmoved by the eight winds: "I will go to the Prison of Imprisonment from now on, but before I pay the price, I have something I must do."

"Why don't you tell me what you want to do?"

Lan smiled.

Yet, behind Him, His true form was faintly visible.

Jing Liu naturally saw the phantom, and his red eyes widened.

"...The Emperor's Bow and Fate?"

Lan faced her, her smile somewhat like that of a fox.

For a moment, Jingliu felt a little at a loss.

She knelt on one knee: "The sinner Jing Liu pays his respects to the God of Fate."

"Get up and tell me what you want to say."

He was indeed very curious about what Jingliu was thinking.

If you want to kill [Fertility], instead of going through all that trouble, like He intuitively sees, to meet the Marshal and then make a trip to the Jade Palace, it would be better to just talk to Him directly.

Although the Pharmacist is indeed a rare benevolent god among the star gods, the life he blesses is only a few years long.

They are mortal enemies to begin with, and since there is a way to eradicate them, there is no need to be soft-hearted.