MTLNOVEL Chapter 138: Breaking through the Mighty Pass with the Sword Held High
A wind was blowing.
Meng Yu stood there quietly, looking far more inconsequential than the towering city walls, like an insignificant ant.
With a flip of his hand, the Red Leaf Wooden Sword appeared again in his grasp.
"Many in Jianghu call me the Fiery Young Master, believing me to be an expert in using fire," he said.
Countless eyes watched Meng Yu as many giants of the Martial World, who had lived in seclusion for long, now gathered before Iron Chain Pass.
The information about Meng Yu was very detailed. His most powerful martial skill was the Fiery Divine Art. The Fire Crows covered the skies like a flood and were indestructible in attack. Furthermore, King Zhou and others believed that since Meng Yu was a spellcaster, his weakness must be close combat. Thus, they set up an ambush to attack him when all the advantages were on their side. A swarm of fighters rushed in, but Meng Yu exhibited exquisitely unparalleled swordsmanship, breaking through their ranks, and then with a sky full of Fire Crows, burned many to death.
But why was he talking about this now?
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He stood there plainly, holding a black iron sword in his hand.
"Actually, everyone has misunderstood me. I am not some fire-wielding spellcaster. In fact, what I am really good at is using the sword," he clarified.
The city wall, reaching up to seventy feet and thousands of kilometers in thickness, lay before Meng Yu like a giant dragon.
This First Grade long sword was not enchanted with any talisman. Its only advantage was its toughness, made from the finest metal allowing endless build-up of strength.
The long sword began to tremble intensely, as if something was about to burst forth.
"Spellcasting is merely a hobby of mine. I have devoted my daily energy to swordsmanship, though I never had the opportunity to use the sword," he said.
White Crane Swordsmanship, aside from those intricate techniques used in combat against foes, also took into consideration fighting against huge beasts or tremendous numbers of enemies. Hence, there was such a strike, where your companions engaged the enemy while you built up power, then struck with all your might.
Wind-Slicing Strike was exactly that, a kill shot delivered with twelvefold power.
Saturating the Robes with Eighteen Falls, not only could one Borrow Force to Strike, using successive transfers to avoid damage, but also stack layers of True Qi within the body. Like a spring, it would gather the strongest force before erupting.
Three cultivation techniques began to circulate within Meng Yu. For ten whole minutes, he stood there beneath the city.
The next moment, Meng Yu made his move.
He struck only once.
That single strike was resplendently brilliant, thunderous like lightning, tumultuous like a tidal wave. Upon its release, no other splendor in the heavens and earth could rival it.
All that stood in the way of the long sword—the grass, the walls, even the dust in the air—disappeared under that one strike.
Cleave, shatter, and destroy!
That was the White Crane Swordsmanship, that was Wind-Slicing Strike, that was the devastating strike.
This was the stroke Meng Yu had comprehended in his life and death struggle against five hundred Qi Refinement Practitioners.
This was the inspiration Meng Yu had conceived after countless sword training sessions.
The sword Qi, like a hurricane, swept past like the wind. The twenty-meter-high wall, under the glare of the scorching sun, now had a three-meter-tall void, with edges that spread down to three feet below. The gaping black hole silently told a tale, this strike had even scraped the ground bare!
The sword Qi surged forward, onward, ever forward!
No one knew the depth of the pitch-black void, but everyone felt the ground shake.
The edge of the hole was not smooth. Because of gravity, the broken slabs became jagged, like the teeth of a wolf. Simultaneously, much of the earth and rocks began to crumble around it.
The people standing on the city wall were not injured, but they were scared silly, their bladders and bowels losing control. Then, in the next moment, the wall that was like a giant dragon began to collapse, turning a thirty-meter-long section of the wall into ruins.
With the wall's protection gone, the wind suddenly picked up, and the howling sound it carried was like the charging of wild beasts.
Or perhaps, it felt like facing an unimaginably terrifying leviathan.
This was a wall twenty meters high and more than thirty meters long—could it really be that this person had destroyed it with a single sword strike?
There were no cheers or leaps for joy, for everyone was so astounded that their mouths were agape.
Why am I here?
Am I dreaming?
This has got to be a joke, right?
That was like the great dragon, a fortress-like city wall!
"I yield."
On top of the city, countless faces conveyed extreme horror. This included a few faces that Meng Yu recognized; they had betrayed Qingfeng Gate.
"The year before last, Master Su came to find me, urging me to think of all the living beings in the world and to have mercy on the countless populace.
I greatly admired Master Su, and her compassion moved me. Besides, coming from a poor background myself, it didn't take much for her to convince me, and since then, I have been all out in my support for the Imperial Court to help the Divine Martial King quell the turmoil in Jiangnan as soon as possible.
Moreover, the Divine Martial King claimed he had pacified the Jiangnan chaos, but he concealed Master Su's contributions. It was Master Su who eliminated the Fragrance Sect Leader and those elders, paving the way for his overwhelming victories and the usurpation of triumph.
At the time, Master Su feigned injury, and then, without taking a penny, she quietly left, not wishing for others to know."
Meng Yu approached Su Qingqing and nodded to her.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Su Qingqing."
Su Qingqing took a step forward, her body floating in the air.
"King Meng Tian is a very kind and compassionate man. Since he left his seclusion, he has only been farming and saving people at Qingfeng Fortress. If not for the betrayal by King Zhou and others, he wouldn't even bother with them.
To King Meng Tian, the so-called glory and wealth, the feudal titles and lands, were no more than fleeting clouds. But back then, the Imperial Court asked me to intervene and make King Meng Tian bow his head. I felt very sorry about that, and I even advised King Meng Tian to just destroy this rotten dynasty. However, King Meng Tian, with his high moral standards, said he didn't want to cause more killings... but he was also worried about not being repaid for his kindness, so I stepped in to assure him!"
Of course, Su Qingqing was talking nonsense, but her gibberish was under the orders of Bai Qianqian.
Fifteen days ago, Bai Qianqian was scared away by Meng Yu, but she couldn't let go of her research on the spirit field, especially since she cared about her reputation. Wouldn't it sound too embarrassing to have run away?
Meng Yu was so amiable that she wanted to abduct him to become her direct disciple... If she had such a disciple to accompany her in her old age, she wouldn't have to live in fear every day and could peacefully farm.
Thus, the rabbit hesitated for a few days and then returned to Meng Yu's side. After all, Meng Yu's Fire Crow Formation required time to build up, and she could completely run away the moment Meng Yu raised his hand. She didn't believe that as a Golden Core Master, she wouldn't be able to sense the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy when Meng Yu was about to move and couldn't block one of Meng Yu's attacks. As for escaping, who could be faster than a rabbit?
"Qingqing, can you be a bit nicer to Meng Yu and cooperate more?"
That was how Bai Qianqian ordered Su Qingqing, and of course, Master Su agreed.
She had seen potential in Meng Yu, wanting to support someone who met her standards and then overthrow the Great Wu Dynasty. A dynasty that had amassed too many non-human things over three hundred years, entrenched in the Imperial Court!
However, she never expected that Meng Yu, whom she had high hopes for, would turn out to be so formidable.