Chapter 839: Half a Shichen
The Listening Rain Sword shielded Chen Changsheng.
An Immortal Sword protected its master; even in the most dire of times, it would face the threat head-on.
Zhao Yuqing's expression was deathly still, like a pool of stagnant water.
He pointed his Wooden Sword straight at Chen Changsheng. "Do not court death."
Chen Changsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He glanced at the stain, then looked back to Zhao Yuqing. "Again."
He gripped Listening to Rain and charged at Zhao Yuqing.
His swordplay was far sharper than before. He held nothing back in any of his stances, aiming every strike directly at Zhao Yuqing's vitals.
This sudden shift in style caught Zhao Yuqing off guard for a fraction of a second, but it was only a fraction. With a flick of his wrist, he knocked the sword from Chen Changsheng's grasp.
"Listening to Rain!"