activa-t Chapter 22 Night Rain in the Jianghu
Chapter 22 Night Rain in the Jianghu
A few days later, Lao Feng felt much better.
The third young lady is a good person. Although Song Shen still hasn't seen her, he thinks she's alright after learning that he invited the best doctor in the manor to treat Old Feng.
Old Feng was right. Sure enough, by late February, the winter scenery gradually disappeared, and the breath of spring was in the air.
The snow is melting.
Spring always arrives earlier in the south, and before you know it, the spring rains are falling.
With nothing else to do that day, Song Shen thought he had made enough preparations and it was time to set off.
He left the village, leaving behind a silhouette in the drizzling rain.
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Who cut out these delicate leaves? The spring breeze of February is like a pair of scissors.
A light rain brought a chill.
When Tan Yunyang came out of the tavern, it was dusk, just as the city lights were coming on.
As a swordsman, he had a precise schedule: he would get up early to do his work, drink wine at sunset, and then walk back to the Huang family's fishing village.
Moderate alcohol consumption adds a touch of enjoyment to his life, even when he drinks alone.
He didn't even wear a straw hat, just to enjoy the wind and rain, and to sober up. Tan Yunyang was all alone, with only an old sword by his side.
Without it, I am as if I were naked, but with it, I am as if I were fully armed and fearless of a thousand troops.
I ran quickly and suddenly climbed Woniu Hill. Wild grasses lay low all around, and spring rain drizzled down.
The sky darkened.
On Woniu Hill, a strange figure stood quietly. The person was tall and slender, wearing a bamboo hat and straw sandals, dressed in gray, looking travel-worn, and stood silently in the rain.
What's most striking is the sword at his waist; ever since Tan Yunyang arrived, this man's large hand has never left the hilt.
The visitor is not good.
Without even launching a single attack, he already felt a sense of pressure.
"State your name."
"A man of the martial world needs no name."
His voice was low and hoarse, as if it contained a handful of sand, with a slight metallic vibration.
Tan Yunyang's expression darkened, and he slowly gripped the hilt of the knife.
A massacre seems inevitable.
There's no need to ask why the opponent is like this. He's thirty-five years old this year, and in his past career, he's carried a grudge with every victory or defeat. The opponent's deliberate interception must be an enemy.
Poised and ready to act, prepared for battle.
"I've heard that your knife is very sharp in this area, and I'd like to see it for myself."
Tan Yunyang lowered his center of gravity slightly, his muscles contracted and tightened slightly, and his blood and energy were ready to burst forth at any moment, like a tiger pouncing at any time.
"Naturally, my forte is a fast knife."
Song Shen let out a breath. "Very arrogant."
next moment,
Song Shen lunged forward, his long sword barely unsheathed before transforming into a cold gleam in the blink of an eye.
Tan Yunyang lived up to his nickname "Thunder in the Sunny Day," as his longsword abruptly transformed into a cold gleam and slashed out.
Two short, clean arcs converged in the air, bursting forth with a dazzling burst of light.
The sound of metal clanging echoed through the mountains and fields.
"It seems you're overly arrogant."
Song Shen casually brandished his sword, the long blade pointing at his opponent's brow.
Tan Yunyang said coldly, "The arrogant one is you."
With a loud laugh, Song Shen instantly became one with his blade, channeling his full, unified power into the blade's edge, making the tip of the blade sparkle like a star.
"The Wind Chasing Blade Technique? What's your connection with that Feng Zhiyuan?"
Tan Yunyang was filled with doubt and surprise, already realizing that Song Shen was no ordinary person; his eloquent swordsmanship seemed to have only revealed a small part of his abilities.
"It is indeed my senior brother, take this!"
This time, Song Shen said no more and followed the blade.
The blade flashed first, followed by the howling of the wind.
"Arrogant!!"
Tan Yunyang slashed out with his longsword, accompanied by a muffled thunderous sound. With his moves flowing smoothly and perfectly, he executed them with ease.
Although Song Shen's skill level was slightly lower, he achieved perfect harmony between man and sword, concentrating his strength to a high degree. He relied purely on speed to overcome speed and hardness to overcome hardness, and surprisingly, he did not lose.
The blade moved even faster.
Two beams of white light flashed in the air.
Tan Yunyang absolutely did not believe that his Thunderous Blade Technique was inferior to his opponent's in the field of fast blades, because his blade technique was purely based on speed. Under the same skill level, he was confident that he could always be faster than his opponent, so he always used speed to fight speed.
The two knives collided in mid-air like rapid drumbeats, creating a burst of explosive energy, like pearls falling onto a jade plate.
The figures separated again.
The two knives were nine feet apart.
Tan Yunyang couldn't see his opponent's eyes, but he could sense that his opponent was young. The sword light was both bold and precise, and the power and spirit alone were enough for him to know that this was a very profound level of swordsmanship.
However, retreat is no longer an option; now is the decisive moment.
The rain intensified, forming a string of beads on Song Shen's bamboo hat, obscuring his vision.
It's now!
Tan Yunyang let out a long roar, and a surge of cold light appeared in an instant. He unleashed all the offensive techniques of his Thunderous Blade Technique, and the continuous strikes transformed into a large net that was spreading.
The ninth move of the Thunder Blade – Thunder Tide Shaking.
Just in time.
Song Shen's longsword unleashed a deafening roar, instantly plunging into his opponent's net of blades like a swallow returning to its nest.
Countless collisions erupted almost instantly.
With a muffled groan, Song Shen slid back again, but once he stood still, his figure was as steady as a mountain.
Tan Yunyang's face turned ashen, gradually contorting into an expression of extreme pain, and he couldn't help but cry out.
"Ugh—ah!"
His scream shattered the silence, and the next moment his body, like a tombstone cut at an angle, slid to the ground in its upper half.
Hot blood splattered incessantly in the rain, entrails spilled all over the ground, and the air was thick with the horror of the scene.
[Achieved Essence Dao Fruit: Tan Yunyang (October 9th)]
Practice makes perfect, and this time Song Shen handled the corpse with ease, disposing of it without even taking a good look at the Dao Fruit he had obtained before leaving behind a blurry silhouette.
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The next day.
After the sun rose, he was just about to go and see Lao Feng, and tell him that he had avenged him.
As it turned out, Old Feng's courtyard gate was tightly closed. Song Shen asked around and learned that Old Feng had moved out yesterday afternoon.
The Third Miss personally instructed that Old Feng, who was injured at work, was allowed to rest until he recovered before returning to work.
Knowing the outcome, Song Shen smiled bitterly. He hadn't expected that while he was out killing someone yesterday, Lao Feng had already moved out. He guessed that Lao Feng wanted to say goodbye, but unfortunately, he wasn't home.
No problem, Song Shen knows where he lives, he can just visit him later.
After returning home, Song Shen took a good look at yesterday's gains.
Tan Yunyang was indeed quite wealthy; he carried more than fifty taels of silver with him when he went out for a drink, which Song Shen naturally took for himself, as money was what he needed most right now.
However, ever since he transmigrated, he has never been short of money.
In addition, Song Shen found a booklet on Tan Yunyang's body. After flipping through it briefly, Song Shen realized that this unnamed booklet contained the sword techniques used by Tan Yunyang.
Before Song Shen could react, a line of text appeared on the panel.
[Thunderous Blade Technique (Not yet learned)]
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"The Thunderous Blade Technique?"
Song Shen thought to himself that although Tan Yunyang's swordsmanship was not as good as his own, his Thunderous Blade Technique was not bad, especially its fast-speed nature, which was even better than the Wind Chasing Blade Technique.
"Study it."
Song Shen made this decision.
Only then did he have a moment to look at the island nation in the Dao Fruit section.
[Achieved Essence Dao Fruit: Tan Yunyang (October 9th)]