66: Chapter 065 Desolate Dragon Fist Intent and Sword Dao 66: Chapter 065 Desolate Dragon Fist Intent and Sword Dao “Second sword, now take mine!”

Zhou Yang’s heart became increasingly alarmed, and he felt that he could not remain passive, otherwise he would not be able to withstand the third strike no matter what!

Since the opponent had mastered the Emperor Qi Sword Body’s will, his own sword could not strike without breaking the opponent’s Sword Intent, hence he was still overmatched.

On the other hand, a physical contest, a close-quarters duel, might still offer a chance!

Zhou Yang, with thoughts racing in his mind, suddenly spat a mouthful of blood onto his pitch-black giant sword.

Instantly, the sword vibrated, emitting a clear howl, and suddenly appeared in his hand.

However, the weapon in his hand was not a sword, but a pitch-black entity burning like flames.

This flaming entity pulsated, like a Fist Intent, and abruptly lunged towards Zhou Yan’s body!

Zhou Yan’s gaze sharpened, his pupils contracted sharply.

That strike, enveloped in flames like a fist, carried the Fist Intent of flames, attacking him!

But, if it were a sword, Zhou Yan would have no way to dodge; a direct confrontation would surely injure him, but this strike was like a fist!

A fist!

Zhou Yan felt his soul ignite.

He stood still, motionless until that flame sword was three feet in front of him.

Zhou Yan did not flinch or dodge, almost instinctively driven by his soul, he threw a punch!

“True·Desolate Dragon Fist!”

A Grandmaster’s soul, breath, and Fist Intent were all unleashed in that punch.

There was no spectacular display of a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, nor an overwhelming presence, just an air of ancient and desolate sorrow pervading Heaven and Earth!

Everyone stopped breathing at that moment because they saw that with that punch, a golden light burst forth momentarily before vanishing.

Zhou Yan’s fist paused two centimeters away from Zhou Yang’s body, but that will and Grandmaster’s Fist Intent were delivered in that instant.

That will, perhaps just one millionth of the Heavenly Dao comprehended by that Grandmaster, was still enough to gravely damage Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang’s body cracked inch by inch, much like the situation when he first suppressed Zhou Momo.

At this point, just a little more pressure would cause his body to explode, completely annihilated.

At the same moment, Zhou Family Head Zhou Cangmu’s gaze on Zhou Yan turned exceedingly…

fervent.

It was a kind of excitement that stirred one’s soul.

Not just Zhou Cangmu, the Family Head, but many of the Elders as well, all showed incredible expressions when they looked at Zhou Yan, as if they were seeing a monster.

Zhou Yan withdrew his fist, silently standing where he was, feeling a peculiar sensation within.

His fist was far more powerful than his sword.

It wasn’t just because the punch used the second style of Xingyi Dragon Form’s Fist Intent, but that kind of…

domineering presence, as if commanding the whole world!

Grasping the fist was like dominating the Heaven and Earth!

What about the sword?

Zhou Yan thought, if he could transform such belief into the Sword Dao, wouldn’t his Sword Dao be the same?

He was still pondering and suddenly heard Zhou Yang’s desolately sounds, “Zhou Yan, with the final sword, if you use the sword, I will undoubtedly die…

Is this the foundational Battle Intent of the swordsmanship you’ve realized?

It’s really strong.

Just a casual punch, holding back out of compassion, and already I cannot resist…

I failed, earlier, I made mistakes!

You shattered my body without killing me, letting me know that this was the very method I once used against the Zhou Family, now merely returned to me in all fairness through strength…”

Zhou Yang said, and directly knelt on the ground.

His body moved slightly, and streams of blood burst forth, staining red his body.

That hysterical madness had vanished, replaced by a sudden enlightenment and calm, as well as a resigned despair.

“You have this realization, which is good.

With Zhou Yan’s character, indeed a fearless figure, previously even unafraid to wage war against Zhou Yuntian, yet now could in the third strike withhold the sword, merely using a friendly fist to teach you a lesson, you should indeed awaken.”

At this moment, Zhou Cangmu waved his hand, releasing a surge of Life Sword Intent which nearly instantly healed nearly forty percent of Zhou Yang’s injuries, while also preserving his body, strength, and realm.

However, Zhou Yan was somewhat stunned by this outcome; he had no intention to kill Zhou Yang, just felt Zhou Yang’s hatred for Zhou Yuntian and hence hoped the two would fight bitterly, but…

In the end, Zhou Yang’s Sword Intent containing Fist Technique’s secret technique triggered an immensely strong Fist Intent hidden within him.

Consequently, out of control, he did not use Sword Intent but rather exerted energy through the regular twelve meridians’ Inner Strength…

Without intending, this punch, before even hitting Zhou Yang, had already blown him away and nearly shattered him completely!

This was far from any friendly action or purposely fracturing Zhou Yang’s body as punishment…

How could they think this?

Zhou Yan was left utterly speechless!

Furthermore, what astonished him more was, with the same strength, the same realm, the same energy usage, why was the gap between fist and sword so vast?

Zhou Yan speculated, was it his own lack of comprehension, or rather, the second punch of Xingyi Dragon Form corresponding to the more powerful and terrifying True Desolate Dragon Sword Technique?

Alas, the inner strength that flowed through the proper twelve meridians dissipated after that punch.

And he no longer had the desire to throw another punch, but rather, the impulse to comprehend swordsmanship grew stronger.

The fist technique, after all, did not align well with his body and soul, only the sword was his everything.

Zhou Yan sighed softly, reflecting deeply in that brief moment, though it was just a moment.

He sighed again, looking at Zhou Yang kneeling on the ground, feeling somewhat emotional.

In this world, if one truly submits, they will kneel willingly, completely opening their hearts to show absolute repentance and apology, or to swear loyalty and allegiance.

Zhou Yang had done so, had lost in the duel, and knelt down, meeting the earlier demands Zhou Yan had made.

His life was indeed spared.

“Alright, you may leave.”

Zhou Yan waved his hand, uninterested in saying more.

“Thank you, Young Master Zhou, for your mercy!”

Zhou Yang, still kneeling, knocked his head on the ground three more times, then managed a wry smile, did not show any further reaction to Zhou Yuntian, nor even glanced at him, and started walking away, limping.

This scene also came to a close at this moment.

Zhou Yuntian snorted coldly, transformed into a sword light, and left quickly without even greeting the Family Head.

Then, Zhou Yan glanced at Zhou Cangmu and the others standing in the void, bowed slightly, and said, “Family Head, thank you for this time, I will remember today’s kindness.”

“Alright, focus on your cultivation.

The Sword Origin Pool will open in a week.

Spend these days comprehending and exploring the books in the Book Collection Pavilion.

Your Golden Sword Seal, I will now activate the fourth level access for you, and you can freely view the fourth floor of the Pavilion.

Moreover, the people who came from the Zhou Family in Canglan City this time have all been assigned to you.

You will reside in the central courtyard, in a solitary residence with the Emperor character.

This is the best cultivation site for the Zhou Family.”

Zhou Cangmu looked at Zhou Yan, growing more pleased as he watched.

Zhou Yan, upon hearing this, felt a great relief and some consolation.

He then tossed the Golden Sword Seal over.

He then respectfully said, “Disciple Zhou Yan, thank you for the Family Head’s care.”

“Alright, I’ve been watching your reckless actions from a distance.

I’m glad that this time you showed mercy to Zhou Yang.

That’s reassuring.

The larger the family, the more natural it is to have conflicts; however, mutual slaughter within a family surely leads to its decline.

Without the family’s protection, apart from a few geniuses who might still find a way, most men would likely meet a grim fate, and most women would be forced to become Sword Spirits…

Reality is cruel, hence I hope you remember, while it’s okay to be a bit ruthless when contending within the family,

outside, even if they were once sworn enemies within the family, facing other families’ members, I still hope you can unite and face challenges together…”

Taking this incident as an opportunity, Zhou Cangmu gave a few more words of advice.

At this time, this massive square, where nearly a thousand Zhou Family descendants were present, turned into a chance to preach to all disciples.

…

After Zhou Cangmu, the Family Head, finished speaking, he left behind the Golden Sword Seal and departed.

At that moment, several Elders nodded slightly towards Zhou Yan as a friendly gesture, and Zhou Yan did not put on airs, responding to each one.

Minutes later, after all the Elders had gone, Zhou Ying finally took a deep breath.

“Brother Zhou Yan, you’re really amazing.

If only we had someone like you in Wanhua City.”

Zhou Ying, having witnessed Zhou Yan’s performance, had completely, uncontrollably fallen for him.

While she spoke, everyone’s gaze fell on her, and at that moment, almost everyone remembered that this woman, Zhou Ying, was also a genius with Dual Qi Pillars, yet overshadowed by Zhou Yan, she seemed very dim.

“Amazing?

It’s just risking one’s life in a fight.

Honestly, in terms of strength, I don’t have much, just intimidating others, I guess.”

Zhou Yan looked at Zhou Ying, reached out to smooth her slightly Energy-affected bangs, and spoke softly.

“Brother Zhou Yan, let’s both work hard.

Once we reach the Sword Intent Realm, we won’t have to worry anymore.”

Zhou Ying’s beautiful eyes locked onto Zhou Yan, her heart seemingly stirred by his every move.

She didn’t know that, at that moment, Zhou Lingyi, being an outstanding woman herself, had her feelings become incredibly complicated when she looked at Zhou Yan again.

Once, things within easy reach, yet like dust-covered pearls, had been cast aside by her.

If there was another chance, she surely would…

But, can life ever be relived?