The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

After speaking, Long Ze Cangqiong moved like a gust of wind, drawing his longsword. The tip of the sword trailed a blinding light as it sliced ​​through the air, heading straight for Jiang Chuan.

The sword energy swept across the land, withering the vegetation and creating cracks in the earth, demonstrating the extraordinary power of this strike.

Despite the fierce attack, Jiang Chuan remained calm. He smiled and spread his hands, creating invisible barriers of spiritual energy around him.

As the sword light approached, it burst into brilliant sparks the instant it touched the energy barrier, and was forcefully blocked.

Jiang Chuan's eyes, like the deep night sky, shone with determination and wisdom.

Faced with Long Ze Cangqiong's thunderous attack, he not only did not back down, but instead curled up a contemptuous smile, as if he had expected his opponent to make such a move.

"Since you're here, let me experience the true swordsmanship you speak of!"

Jiang Chuan let out a low shout, and the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand seemed to respond to his will, its blade resonating and emitting a long dragon roar that echoed through the sky.

【Sword Intent: Azure Dragon's Fury】!
In an instant, a small storm seemed to gather around Jiang Chuan, with raging winds and churning clouds.

His swordsmanship became more agile. Every time the tip of his sword sliced ​​through the air, it seemed to bring up a rushing azure dragon shadow, rushing towards the Dragon Marsh Sky. It had both the power of thunder and the infinite wonder of change.

Upon seeing this, Long Zecangqiong's expression hardened. He clearly hadn't expected that a mere Chinese human could comprehend the art of swordsmanship to such a degree.

But as the strongest swordsman in the island nation, he is no easy opponent.

"Hmph! You dare to show off your meager skills in front of me, Master Lu!"

Long Ze Cangqiong snorted coldly, gripped his sword with both hands, and unleashed the [Dual Sword Style: Midnight Moon Slash] simultaneously!
His figure transformed into two afterimages, his two swords flashing in unison, their light as dazzling as a full moon cleaving the night sky, both magnificent and deadly.

This move is not only incredibly powerful, but it also reaches the pinnacle of speed, as if it could split time itself in two.

Swords flashed, and the two fighters' battle reached a fever pitch.

Every strike of Long Ze Cang Qiong's twin swords seemed to be imbued with endless icy power, causing the air to condense into frost.

Jiang Chuan, on the other hand, used the Dragon Roar Sword as a brush to draw vivid azure dragon totems, the blazing spiritual power burning away all coldness like dragon breath.

"You are indeed powerful, but under my sword, your so-called strength is nothing but a joke!"

Long Ze Cangqiong's voice contained a pride that came from the depths of his soul, like the tolling of an ancient bell, leaving no room for doubt.

With a flick of his body, he seemed to merge into the wind, and the speed of his attack suddenly increased. Every second, countless sword beams, as dense as a woven net, cut through the void, leaving behind fine and sharp cracks that were dazzling to behold.

Jiang Chuan stood amidst this storm of attacks, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead, tracing his resolute features. Yet, in his unwavering gaze, there shone an extraordinary calmness and profundity.

His lips curled slightly upward, his smile revealing an indescribable confidence and composure.

"Then, allow me to reveal the true source of power hidden within my heart!"

As he finished speaking, a surge of spiritual energy seemed to erupt within Jiang Chuan's body, like a tsunami. This power gathered at the tip of his sword, giving rise to an unprecedentedly brilliant radiance, like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"Dragon's Roar: Rebirth from Despair"

As the sword shone brightly, its blade seemed to become a bridge connecting heaven and earth, absorbing all the surrounding free spiritual energy and finally condensing into the phantom of a giant azure dragon.

This azure dragon coiled around the river, exuding a majestic aura. Its scales shimmered with a faint azure light, as if it could see through the past and present, and understand life and death.

The Azure Dragon raised its head and let out a deafening roar. The sound materialized into waves that swept across all directions. Wherever it passed, the water molecules in the air were violently vibrated, condensing into fine raindrops that fell to the earth, adding a touch of mystery and solemnity to this battlefield.

"out!"

With Jiang Chuan's command, the azure dragon phantom, like a storm breaking free of its restraints, roared and swept towards the Dragon Swamp Sky. The power it carried was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, to extinguish the sun and moon, and space itself seemed to tremble at that moment, facing the crisis of being torn apart.

Faced with such power, a rare look of surprise flashed in Long Ze Cangqiong's eyes, but this emotion was quickly replaced by a firm determination.

He clenched his teeth, his muscles tensed, like a sculpture, pouring all his sword intent into the longsword in his hand without reservation. The sword trembled as a result, releasing a will that could rival heaven and earth.

"Sword breaks through all laws, the only true self remains!"
With a deep and powerful roar from Long Ze Cang Qiong, sword intent surged forth like a torrent, materializing and meeting the illusory image of the azure dragon.

Two astonishing forces collided violently in mid-air, producing a deafening roar and radiating light. The entire world seemed to lose its color at that moment, leaving only black and white.

As the smoke cleared, the two regained their footing, both breathing slightly rapidly.

Several thin cracks appeared on Long Ze Cangqiong's armor, while Jiang Chuan's clothes were tattered, but in their eyes, the same fighting spirit and indomitable fire burned.

Jiang Chuan had a slight smile on his lips, not one of smugness, but one of respect for a formidable opponent.

"Your sword is indeed worth my all-out effort."

His words were sincere, not just polite.

Although Long Zecangqiong's face was cold and stern, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which was rare in his long career as a swordsman.

"Hmph, among Chinese martial artists, you are the first to make me feel such pressure."

"pressure?"

Jiang Chuan shook his head slightly, his eyes deep.

"No, this is not pressure, it is excitement. Because at this moment, I feel as if I have touched another level of swordsmanship, a realm that I have never experienced before."

"Insanity!"

Long Ze Cangqiong roared, and the sword light in his hand condensed once more. This time, the sword intent was even more solid, as if it had gathered the stars in the night sky into the tip of the sword, about to be unleashed.

"Then I'll show you what the true pinnacle of swordsmanship is!"

"Dawn Breaks Through the Milky Way!"

As Long Ze Cangqiong unleashed his sword technique, the night sky seemed to be ripped open.

Countless starlight streamed down like a river, coalescing into a gigantic starlight sword, carrying the dual meaning of destruction and creation, as it hurtled towards Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan's eyes flashed, but instead of dodging or avoiding, he raised his sword to meet the attack.

The azure dragon phantom on the Dragon Roar Sword seemed to sense its master's determination, and its roar intensified.

The Dragon Roar Sword shone brightly, forming a cyan light screen that collided head-on with the Star River Sword Light.

"The path of the sword has no end. I accept your sword!"

Jiang Chuan's voice remained clear amidst the surging sword light; it was not only a challenge to Long Ze Cang Qiong, but also a declaration to himself.

Two peerless sword beams intertwined in the air, unleashing a more spectacular sight than before. At this moment, the grass and trees seemed to stop growing, and the wind even forgot to breathe. Between heaven and earth, only the dialogue between swords remained.

The battle continued, the two figures intertwined, sword light radiating everywhere, like two shooting stars passing each other across the night sky.

Each collision made the viewer's heart race, and even the ghostly figures couldn't help but hold their breath to watch.

"You... are very strong."

Long Ze Cangqiong was panting. This was the first time he had uttered such praise during a battle. More cracks had appeared on his armor, showing how intense the clash had been.

Jiang Chuan's breathing was also slightly disordered, but his eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

"You're not weak either."

"Isn't the way of the sword about constantly pursuing higher levels of skill?"

After a short rest, the two distanced themselves again, and the air was filled with a tense yet expectant atmosphere.

"Let's fight again. I look forward to seeing your limit." Long Ze Cangqiong gathered his sword intent again. This time, his sword no longer pursued magnificence, but simplified complexity and returned to its original simplicity. The tip of the sword pointed directly at the river, carrying an indescribable simplicity and purity.

"Come!"

"I highly regard your abilities in this island nation."

Jiang Chuan chuckled, and the Dragon Roar Sword seemed to respond to his words, its blade emitting a faint, warm light, a testament to its dedication and love for the way of the sword.

Just as their swords were about to clash again, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, shattering the silence of the night. It was as if nature itself was also shaken by the battle, prematurely beginning its prelude.

In the blink of an eye, Long Ze Cangqiong's figure seemed to transform into two, one on the left and one on the right, each wielding a long sword—the ultimate technique of Japanese swordsmanship, Niten Ichi-ryu.

One sword flashed with a cold light, carrying the cool moonlight; the other sword was like a blazing sun. The two complemented each other, showcasing Long Ze Cangqiong's unfathomable swordsmanship.

"Azure Moon - Frozen Ten Thousand Miles!"

Long Ze Cangqiong lightly swung the Azure Moon Sword in his left hand, and the air seemed to freeze instantly. The sword energy transformed into a fierce ice wall, surging towards Jiang Chuan, attempting to lock him firmly in place.

Jiang Chuan sneered, his footwork changing mysteriously as he nimbly bypassed the ice wall, then swung his sword backhand, the tip pointing directly at Long Ze Cangqiong.

"Thunder Dragon Soars to the Sky!"

As Jiang Chuan shouted, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and three thick pillars of lightning seemed to answer the call, descending from the sky with earth-shattering force. The lightning and the Dragon Roar Sword echoed each other, forming a breathtaking scene.

Wherever the lightning bolt struck, the space seemed to tremble, and the oxygen in the air was ignited, crackling and popping.

Long Ze Cangqiong crossed his twin swords, his eyes sharp: "Sky Flame - Blazing Sun Piercing the Clouds!"

Using his two swords as the axis, his spiritual power erupted like a volcano, carving out a fiery path through the surrounding lightning pillars and rushing straight towards Jiang Chuan.

Flames clashed with lightning, and for a moment, light and shadow intertwined, filling the world with the collision of elements.

"Your sword is truly extraordinary."

Long Zecangqiong weaved through the sea of ​​fire, his words tinged with rare admiration, "But I will not lose!"

In the blink of an eye, Long Ze Cangqiong's figure suddenly froze, and an even more magnificent and vast sword energy surged from his body, making the surrounding air seem to freeze at that moment.

[The polar star has fallen, and all things return to their true nature!]

This move is both simple and profound, like the purest sword light under the ancient starry sky, pointing straight to the heart.

The sword tip trembled slightly, and every inch of space seemed to be dissected by this power. The laws of all things paled in comparison to this sword.

Jiang Chuan felt an unprecedented pressure, but a look of excitement appeared on his face instead.

Just as the two were locked in a fierce sword battle, about to reach its climax, Ghost Shadow stood to the side, a sinister glint in his eyes.

He had thought that Long Ze Cangqiong would be able to deal with the Chinese martial artist in front of him, but he did not expect Jiang Chuan to have such resilience and potential.

"Dark Flame Hellfire!"

Ghostly Shadow uttered a low shout, his hands forming a hand seal. A wisp of pitch-black chakra rapidly gathered, and in an instant, a massive fireball containing destructive power took shape in his palm, carrying the aura of death as it hurtled towards Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan's heart tightened, and he was about to withdraw to avoid confronting two powerful figures, Long Ze Cangqiong and Gui Ying, at the same time.

But at that moment, Long Ze Cangqiong's painful cry rang in his ears.

"Well……"

Jiang Chuan suddenly turned around and saw that the ball of dark, hellfire had struck Long Ze Cangqiong squarely in the chest.

What's happening here! ?

Jiang Chuan was stunned.

He never imagined that this kind of thing could happen, with his own people fighting each other?

Ghost Shadow was also startled. Why would he take the hit for Jiang Chuan?

"The way of the sword forbids such despicable acts!"

Long Ze Cangqiong said in a low voice, then turned into specks of sparks and disappeared in front of the two.

Jiang Chuan was filled with hatred!

Finally, I found an enemy who can improve my swordsmanship.

Before they could even finish their fun, the enemies started killing each other!

You can't even complain to anyone about this.

"Jiang Chuan!"

At this moment, Ghost Shadow attributed everything to Jiang Chuan, his eyes cold as he stared directly at Jiang Chuan.

"You killed him yourself, what does that have to do with me?"

Jiang Chuan looked disdainful. This ghostly figure was a complete weakling in front of him. On the contrary, he was even less worthy of respect than this swordsman.

You actually wanted to launch a sneak attack while the two sides were fighting?

Don't talk about martial arts!

At this moment, the ghost's eyes grew increasingly sinister, and a strange dark energy gathered at its fingertips, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Jiang Chuan.

But a resolute glint flashed deep in Jiang Chuan's eyes.

"Flow 3!"

In an instant, Jiang Chuan seemed to blend into his surroundings once again.

The air, light and shadow, and even the movement of the wind all seemed to slow down in his eyes.

Time seemed to stand still for him for a moment; his perception was magnified infinitely, and every tiny detail was clearly discernible.

"Little tricks!"

Jiang Chuan's voice echoed in the air, carrying an undeniable firmness.

He flashed and appeared before the ghostly figure like a phantom, so fast that even the air didn't have time to protest.

His palms were imbued with dazzling spiritual power, the light radiating an undeniable strength that seemed capable of cleaving through darkness and reaching the other side of light.

"Your tricks end here!"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Chuan's palm, carrying a devastating force, shoved forward violently.

The spiritual energy surged like a raging torrent, transforming into a dazzling beam of light that crashed directly into the ghostly figure.

The ghostly figure was horrified to discover that its reaction was so slow at this moment that it was impossible to dodge.

"Do not--!"

The ghostly figure's desperate cries were drowned out by the roar of the explosion.

With a deafening roar, the ghostly figure was completely engulfed in a blinding light, followed by a shower of light like scattered fireworks, before finally returning to calm. (End of Chapter)