【少年歌行 血染天啟篇 Great Journey of Teenagers S4】EP23 | 古風勵志國漫 | 優酷動畫 YOUKU ANIMATION
A tournament to decide the throne? Isn’t that ridiculous? Who chooses an emperor this way? Sometimes, A passing outsider’s remark might just break the stalemate. This so-called contest is simply a chance for us to reflect on our choices. No point worrying anymore. I’ve been itching for a rematch with Wu Xin ever since our last bout ended unfinished. Today, let this be the excuse. Let’s fight first, talk later. Amitabha. Though a monk, I’ve seen much of the world, my heart long free from worldly attachments. So this display of martial strength… I find myself eager to take part. Then Let us begin… A special contest… Unprecedented… The kind we’d never even dare… To dream of. Go. The soaring dragon fades into the boundless sky. Ten thousand cities weep under a broken moon. While sorrow echoes through a thousand silent cities. A noble soul and a valiant heart meet in their prime. Let this battle honor the chivalrous, honor the heavens and earth, honor the common people. Let’s spar freely. To grasp the true spirit of martial arts. That’s the spirit! Go. They’re too strong! It’s terrifying to watch. I fear even a single misstep would… Still evenly matched. They’re destined rivals. With such precise control, they must be holding back. But that won’t last. Looks like we… No rush. This is just the beginning. Watch out! Tianqi’s city plaque? Who’s so brazen? I am the one. My foster father, the Lone Blade, Luo Qingyang. Xiao Yu? You’re not dead? Not before you are. Now that I’ve come to this point, you’ll all come to understand, there’s nothing to fear in death. But even in death, I’ll drag you down with me. I heard you’re selecting a new emperor through combat. Then allow me to join the spectacle. I nominate the Lone Blade to fight in my place. One man, one city. Luo Qingyang ranked first on the Guanjue Rank. Qingyang, it seems your Sorrow Sword is complete. A modest success. What? Now that you’ve perfected an unrivaled sword style, you’ve come to challenge Tianqi? That’s right. And take a few heads while I’m at it to avenge my martial junior. Martial junior? He means Consort Xuan. She was the one he loved most. Father, I told you, they would betray us. Word has already spread across the city that they injured mother. Many soldiers saw it with their own eyes. There’s no way to explain it away. If you still wish to preserve even a shred of royal dignity, I’ll give you all a chance, face me in a duel. Wu Shuang, he’s looking at you. Seems like he wants a fight. Then I won’t hold back. Don’t say I denied you the chance to challenge a true master. I am Wu Shuang. Please grant me your instruction. You’d better worry about yourself. Our duel’s not yet decided. I don’t want you getting killed by someone else. You’re of my master’s generation. Might I strike first? I don’t mind. Then, prepare yourself. Go. He still hasn’t drawn his sword? Is he underestimating me? He slashed himself first? What does that mean? The Vermilion Phoenix was forged by Ghost Blade. It must be quenched in blood, thus, it has another name, the Demon Sword. Is he being devoured by it? I will never be controlled by a mere sword! A fine young warrior. Worthy of my blade. With a disciple like you, Wushuang City can hold its head high. Your sword is beyond any mortal weapon. I am truly enlightened. Wu Shuang. Who would’ve thought once Luo Qingyang arrived, the outcome was already decided. What do you mean? Even though I didn’t beat him, you didn’t even dare step forward. Clearly, that means I won. Wrong. It’s not that I didn’t dare. It simply wasn’t my turn yet. Luo Qingyang. My sword is here. Challenge me. It’s been so long. Why haven’t they started fighting yet? Did you think a sword duel between immortals is like a street brawl? You punch, I kick? They must first build up their sword aura. Sword aura? Exactly. Every sword immortal has their own unique aura. The stronger the aura, the more powerful the sword becomes. I can barely breathe. (Never felt such overwhelming pressure before.) (Master’s strength has grown yet again.) Desolation… What kind of twisted sword aura is this? It’s making me want to cry. We’re not even in the sword aura field, and it still feels like this. Imagine what the Furious Blade is enduring right now. I was no match. I couldn’t help you. Chong’er. It’s fine. You’ve done enough, Master. Father, my mother was harmed. He was there when it happened. I’ve already injected extreme cold into his body. If he flares up in anger again, cold and heat will collide. Worse than death. Next. I am Lei Wujie. Here to challenge your sword. You fool. Why are you in such a hurry to die? A Heart Sword disciple? Good. You are qualified. Wait. You’ve already fought two duels today. Surely your energy is depleted. I’m fine. No. You’re not. What do you mean he’s not? Sword wielders must never dishonor our blades. So three days later, once you’ve rested, we’ll meet again to duel. Trying to stall for time and come up with a counter? Fine. But I’ll only give you one day. This time tomorrow, if you’re not here, I’ll do what must be done.