Eternal Saber

Chapter 556 - 162: Eternal Return

He Shiyao squinted and asked, "You want to challenge me?"

Chen Tang said, "He Shiyao, let’s have a gamble."

"What are we betting?"

He Shiyao asked.

Chen Tang said lightly, "You and I will go on the Sword Discussion Platform, if I win, you will return the Night Rain Sword, how about it?"

The crowd, which had been quiet, suddenly burst into commotion!

Challenging He Shiyao yourself, how is that different from seeking death?

"Chen Tang!"

Jian Qiuchi frowned and shouted in a low voice, "Are you crazy!"

As soon as Chen Tang said this, a strange expression passed over the faces of the grandmasters on stage.

Shen Zijing frowned, showing concern.

Jiang Feng said, "This kid is quite arrogant."

"Just a cornered beast fighting desperately."

Isle Master Yan Yang shook his head and said, "This child knows he will die today, so he takes a risk."

Yu Qingfeng said lightly, "To think of winning big with a small chance against He Shiyao, that’s truly a daydream."

In the back of the crowd.

Several skinny old men were left speechless after hearing Chen Tang’s words.

"This kid must have something wrong with his head."

"What is he thinking?"

"Does he still want to defeat He Shiyao through sheer talent?"

Several people shook their heads repeatedly.

"Why can’t he?"

The young girl was quite calm at the moment, instead of the previous worry.

The old woman sighed lightly and explained, "Girl, you haven’t seen He Shiyao’s techniques, you don’t know the weight of being at the top of the Earth Ranking."

The young girl said, "You also haven’t seen Brother Chen’s methods."

Lady Peanuts shook her head and said, "We’ve all heard of Chen Tang’s battle records. He Shiyao has dominated the top of the Earth Ranking for years, unchallenged, his combat power even surpasses some Innate Experts, Chen Tang stands no chance."

The strong men and Fatty Jia nearby nodded.

They believed Chen Tang could defeat a Third Grade Martial Artist, or even the experts on the Earth Ranking.

But challenging the top of the Earth Ranking was still unrealistic.

The skinny old man frowned and said, "The key is this child openly challenges He Shiyao, went to the Sword Discussion Platform, even if he’s in danger, we can’t intervene easily, what’s the solution? Do we watch him die up there?"

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"Hahahaha, interesting, interesting!"

He Shiyao laughed loudly and said, "Since it’s a gamble, I bring forth the Night Rain Sword, what do you have to wager?"

"Naturally, Chen’s own head."

Chen Tang also smiled.

He proposed this gamble, knowing He Shiyao would agree.

Back at the riverside, He Shiyao had a major setback at his hands, got bombed black and blue, losing face entirely.

He was just berated fiercely by him.

He Shiyao now hated him to the core, even wanted to publicly kill him on the spot!

Moreover, only by killing him can his sister become the top of the Human Ranking.

This opportunity, He Shiyao definitely won’t miss.

"This is unfair."

Jian Qiuchi said solemnly, "The Return Sword and Night Rain Sword are a pair, both Divine Weapons of Ba Mountain Sword Sect, could be used as a bet, you don’t have to fight to the death."

Jian Qiuchi knew that if the Return Sword was used as a bet, it would definitely not be retrieved.

But she still wanted to make an effort to give Chen Tang a glimmer of hope.

"What Return Sword, I’m not interested."

He Shiyao waved his hand and said, "Avoid rumors in Jianghu that I took advantage of you, if you can win even half a move against me, aside from the Night Rain Sword, my own head will be yours too!"

"Sect Leader Jian, is it fair this time?"

Jian Qiuchi sneered inside.

You say it nicely, this battle Chen Tang has no chance at all, even if you wager the lives of the whole family, what does it matter?

Jian Qiuchi glanced at Ye Yushi beside her.

Unlike others’ reactions, Ye Yushi appeared calm.

In Nanxia, probably no one has seen Chen Tang’s true strength.

"Brother He, I remember, we have a battle between us!"

Guo Heng suddenly stepped out and said, "With everything there’s a first-come, first-served, you and I agreed to fight first, naturally, it’s our turn."

"Want a round-robin battle, I’ll give you the chance."

He Shiyao seemingly saw through Guo Heng’s intentions, merely sneered, indifferent, and turned towards the Sword Discussion Platform, casually saying, "No matter how many people of Ba Mountain Sword Sect come, I accept them all!"

Chen Tang shook his head slightly and said, "Brother Guo, you really don’t need to do this."

Guo Heng asked, "How certain are you of winning?"

Chen Tang said, "Fifty percent, perhaps."

"Fifty percent?"

Guo Heng was instantly dumbfounded.

Facing He Shiyao, he didn’t even have a ten percent chance, yet this person claimed fifty percent.

This battle, Chen Tang indeed lacked absolute confidence.

Against other Earth Ranking experts, Chen Tang had full confidence.

But after all, it’s the top of the Earth Ranking.

Back at the riverside, they had merely exchanged a brief move.

As for how many trump cards He Shiyao had, and the true level of his strength, he was unclear.

After a moment, Guo Heng spoke, "When I face He Shiyao, the exhaustion is one aspect, what’s crucial is you need to observe his style and methods, and prepare ahead."

"I will try my best to sustain over thirty moves."

Seeing Guo Heng had made up his mind, Chen Tang said, "Be careful, don’t push yourself."

Jian Qiuchi turned around and handed the Return Sword to Chen Tang, saying, "Take this sword first, He Shiyao’s Jade Bone Fan is a renowned Divine Weapon in Jianghu, can destroy gold and cut stones, ordinary weapons simply cannot withstand."

Chen Tang shook his head slightly, looking around.

Around him were all disciples of Ba Mountain Sword Sect, none using a blade.

Chen Tang raised his voice, "Any friend willing to lend a blade?"

For a while, no response.

Shen Zhiyuan and others all used swords.

The sects who used blades, had no connection with Chen Tang.

Like Water Moon Blade Sect, who had enmity with Chen Tang, definitely wouldn’t lend a blade to him.

As for others, fearing Chen Tang’s identity, avoided him desperately.

"Bah!"

Someone spat, "Even if I have a blade, I wouldn’t lend it to you!"

"Young brother, this Crane Cry Saber of mine might contend against the Jade Bone Fan, you can borrow it."

At this moment, a voice came from the crowd.

It was Hall Master Bai from Flying Snow Hall standing up, unbuckling the blade from his waist.

Chen Tang was about to step forward to thank him, when there was a commotion in the crowd nearby.

"Who is it!"

"What are you doing?"

It was two people approaching, blocked by several disciples of Ba Mountain Sword Sect.

Chen Tang glanced sideways.

Among the two, one was leaning on crutches, it was Tan Wujiu.

After more than two months of recuperation, Tan Wujiu could already stand.

The other was Changsun He.

At this moment, Changsun He held an object wrapped in black cloth in his arms, looking anxiously at Chen Tang.

"Let them come over."

Chen Tang said.

Changsun He and Tan Wujiu appearing at this critical moment, risking exposure, surely had something important.

The two came to Chen Tang, Changsun He handed the black cloth-wrapped object to Chen Tang, whispering, "Someone asked me to give you this."

This shape seemed like a weapon.

Chen Tang had a hunch, seemingly realized something, his eyes focused!

He subconsciously grasped the black cloth, his body shuddered.

Despite the cloth, the long-lost familiar sensation flooded into his heart, as if blood-related.

Instantly, countless scenes flashed in Chen Tang’s mind, like a revolving lantern...

Finally, frozen in the Imperial Palace, a person personally handing a saber to him.

Eternal, has returned!