title.And the name Jiang Wang... he seemed familiar. Like someone who was somewhat famous, but he couldn't quite place it for a moment.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translat...Source:

“Deng…qi! Why suddenly call this name” Helin Yunyun asked.

“Because there is a person surnamed Deng, who will always be my hero banner.”

Helan Yunyun sat over, getting closer. Her cyan eyes were full of love: "Is this hero's banner still flying"

"Well, I was just saying. The confluence of the Yellow River, a new name, a new beginning!"

The prairie girl's eyes, filled with love just moments ago, now shone with admiration: "Anything you say is so full of story and sounds so beautiful. You are truly talented!"

Zhao Ruocheng: ...

For some reason, standing on the martial arts stage at this moment, Zhao Rucheng suddenly remembered this conversation.

He wasn't going to dwell on missing anyone, so he cut that thought away.

At this moment, he was looking at his opponent, his mind at peace.

Deng Yue is already dead.

This "death," perhaps at the physical level, or perhaps at the spiritual level.

But no matter what, Deng Yue's thoughts and emotions as a person must have died.

He is very clear about that.

Because a living Deng Yue would never allow himself to become a leverage against him.

The note sent by the Qin state's prison warden was unreliable.

> Deng Yue is the person in this world whom he understands best, trusts most, and relies on last.

So he knew that even the Qin State's Prison Division wouldn't be able to stop Deng Yue from dying.

No matter how much life remained in that finger, no matter what unseen manipulations had been made, all that awaited them in Wokuo was a trap.

There was no Deng Yue.

These four words, he repeated many times in his heart. To shatter his naive fantasies - he wasn't naive, but in Deng Yue's matter, he couldn't control his pitiful hope.

But he knew Deng Yue was already dead.

This is a result.

"Result" means ... it can't be changed anymore.

He was a smart man, he always knew he couldn't change the outcome.

The past is like this, the present is like this, and the future will be like this.

Therefore, he kept evading. He who knows the time is a hero by giving up.

But the disaster in Maplewood City made him decide that before that unchangeable "result" happened, he would do something to at least protect the people around him.

This is merely a small effort, and nothing else.

...and the “gift” sent by the Qin Dynasty's Prison Department.

He could no longer remain silent.

He began to want—to return the "warmth"！

Looking at the whole world, there are only four or five families who can rival Qin.

He was closest to the country of Mu.

The most recent opportunity presented itself at the River View.

So he stood up.

At the assembly of the Yellow River, he fought for Mu Guó's honor and reputation. He gained status in Mu Guó quickly this way. The more dazzling his performance, the stronger the protection he received, and the greater the support he was given.

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Yuen Man-wah wasn't chosen at random.

Apart from the nation's leader, Tianjiao, Yin Wenhua is one of the most renowned figures with considerable weight.

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Just about to borrow its name!

Yu Xi's voice sounded.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is probably the most glorious moment of your lives…”

He rarely spoke so much, clearly because of Lin Zhengren's matter, implying something, and then said: “Let go of Guang Hua!”

The brilliance of the peerless genius on the stage vanished.

Boom!

The thunder boomed.

Listen carefully, it is not the sound of thunder, but the clash of swords.

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Yin Wenhua drew his sword, and what flowed was not sword light, but electricity. In an instant, thunderbolts surged across the sky, causing all things to tremble with life and vitality.

This sword comes, like a spring thunder, marking the start of spring planting.

It is the season of Awakening Insects and drawn swords!

Just the first cry of a sword can make one feel the vibrancy of spring.

Seeing this sword coming forward, with thunderous energy, it felt like stepping on spring grass, a feeling of inexplicable contemplation.

Jiang Wang couldn't help but laugh.

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A skilled swordsman, upon seeing masterful swordsmanship, inevitably feels a surge of excitement. While he wasn't as devoted to the sword as Ning Jianke, a man who lived and breathed for his blade, he possessed exceptional talent in swordplay and cherished his sword dearly.

Zi Shu had been hesitating all along, whether to watch Jiang Wang's battle or the battle of his fellow senior brother Yin Wenhua from the academy—there was nothing much to hesitate about, but one always had to struggle and fidget a little.

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But once Lin Zhengren forfeited, there was no need to struggle at all.

...just watch it carefully.

Check out how Jiang Wang sees the battle between Yin Wenhua and Deng Qi!

She first noticed Jiang Wang's admiring expression, then she noticed the sword of her fellow student from the academy, Yin Wenhua. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Good taste!"

The Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword was compiled by her father!

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Even though Li Longchuan has excellent vision, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. Others are fighting brilliantly, how can you praise their vision That's not right... Could there be another meaning in this sentence This is what my father meant by "a small word with great righteousness," isn't it Do scholars speak like this all the time

Xu Xiangqian, who was very knowledgeable, looked at Jiang Wang with envy and then gave Zhao Wuyan an encouraging look.

With a silent sigh, he looked expressionless.

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She never regretted her decisions, and she was willing to accept the consequences of all her choices. But this high forehead always made her feel regretful.

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One moment you might think, "This guy is actually pretty cool..." The next, you start questioning your life.

Alas, watching the game.

But behold, on the field, thunder boomed.

Suddenly, a sword flashed by.

Blades of qi soared, exploding into blooms of peach blossoms, swirling around Deng Qi!

Deng Qi, wearing a heavy bronze mask, hid his true face completely. But for some reason, just standing there, he seemed to be perfectly matched with the full blossoming of peach trees around him, as if they were blooming only for him.

It’s a pity, this peach tree is not that peach tree. This peach blossom is a sword flower.

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Beautiful as it may be, danger lurks everywhere.

Deng Qi stood still, sword drawn in hand.

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He had no sword in his hand!

But his left hand formed a sword with its emptiness, already sword energy surging out thread by thread, fiercely.

This sword qi was sharp and fierce, having both form and substance, it even turned into the color of gold.

Someone in the audience shouted, “Gengjin sword qi!”

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Of course, this sound could not reach the No. 3 training platform and was insufficient to interfere with the fighting on it.

Yet Jiang Wang heard it clearly, and couldn't help but pay even more attention.

Only to see Deng Qi's left hand draw out the qi of the Gengjin sword, and his right hand also flipped down as if holding an invisible sword.

Just like that, with his right hand empty, he actually drew out a sword!

A long sword forged from the qi of a Genseven gold sword!

After Deng Qi "drew" this sword, he only made a horizontal pull.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle!

The sharp sword qi cutting sound.

“Petals scattered, branches broken.”

One sword had already shattered, the peach blossoms covering the entire field!

Yin Wenhua looks scholarly and elegant, but when he moves, it's like a startling spring thunder. His swordsmanship is swift and fierce, far from being soft-hearted.

With a flick of his long sword, he gathered up the fallen "petals" that littered the ground.

Wrap these sword qi, the sword strikes again!

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The scene was suddenly filled with the most beautiful bird songs, like heavenly music, leaving the listeners spellbound and intoxicated.

The shattered sword qi gathered together, forging beautiful, golden birds.

This is the "Cang Geng bird".

A chorus of cries rose and fell, composing a vibrant symphony.

And golden locusts spread across the sky, attacking Deng Qi from all different angles.

The transformation of this time in the spring equinox is quite similar to the magical way of the Eight Sounds Fire Sparrow.

But Deng Qi, wielding the bronze sword, was still just a single strike.

His "sword" slashed halfway, then suddenly scattered. It exploded into millions of strands of golden Gengjin sword qi, each one whistling shrilly.

Every sword qi was like a sword slashing across.

Those golden sword-qi birds were instantly beheaded, falling like rain!

And with a grasp from Deng Qishou, the bronze sword once again materialized in his hand.

He finally moved forward!

However, Yin Wenhua's sword style shifted again.

The sword in his hand pointed far away, falling as the last change of the shocking spring sword.

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There are three hóu (stages) during the Ching Che period. The first is when peach blossoms begin to appear; the second is when the lark begins to sing; and the third is when hawks transform into doves!

When the first signs of spring appear, life starts to stir. By the second month, all is new and vibrant. In this third month, nature truly blossoms anew!sest to the Long River. Even from atop the city tower in Jingtian Mansion, one can gaze upon the vast expanse of the flowing Long River.>And the section of the Yellow River known to the world originat...