Great Dao Lord through Deducing Myriad Arts

Chapter 272: Chapter 227: Path Severed, Forge Your Own Way

Step 1: Contextual Analysis

Literary genre: This appears to be a Chinese martial arts/wuxia web novel, featuring martial arts combat, cultivation/power development, and traditional martial arts concepts.

Language style: The language is fairly descriptive with a focus on action sequences. There are technical terms related to martial arts, weapons, and combat techniques.

Tone: Dramatic, intense, focusing on combat and martial prowess. There’s tension and stakes in the battle being described.

Plot keywords: martial arts duel, weapon breaking, grandmaster level combat, martial power display, physical strength

Characters:

- Wu Liangchen (武良辰) - Male protagonist, recently achieved Grandmaster status, showing impressive strength and fighting skills

- Gu Yi (顾一) - Male antagonist, an established Grandmaster whose skills have deteriorated from a comfortable lifestyle

- Chen Sujin (陈素锦) - Female, appears to be concerned about Wu Liangchen’s safety

- Jiang Feng (江丰) - Male, appears to be an observer of the fight who understands martial arts

- Prince Jing/Yan Jun (靖王/燕钧) - Male, royalty observing the battle

- Yang Lian’Er (杨莲儿) - Female, mentioned as Wu Liangchen’s close friend or love interest

- An unnamed male observer alongside Prince Jing who seems to understand martial arts deeply

Step 2: Integrated Translation and Polishing

The text describes a martial arts battle between Wu Liangchen and Gu Yi. Wu Liangchen’s saber breaks during the fight, but he manages to defeat Gu Yi by catching and breaking Gu Yi’s massive sword with his bare hands. Gu Yi flees, vowing revenge and having sinister thoughts about targeting Wu Liangchen’s sister and his close friend Yang Lian’Er.

Now I’ll translate the text paragraph by paragraph while applying all the rules:

Translation:

The saber Wu Liangchen currently used was a family heirloom that had once belonged to a Martial Artist from Dinghai City, who later gifted it to him. He had been using it ever since.

It was a standard polearm saber, also known as a Horse-Cutting Saber—a military-issue weapon, suggesting that this Martial Artist’s ancestors likely had a military background.

The blade stretched over four feet long, with a foot-long handle that allowed for a two-handed grip when necessary, making it an undeniably massive weapon.

But such things were always relative.

When compared to the Gate Sword in Gu Yi’s hand, it suddenly seemed insufficient, almost diminutive in comparison.

Yet these disproportionate weapons—one saber and one sword—clashed against each other in an instant.

This was no longer the sound of blade meeting blade, but a deafening roar.

Snow was shaken from distant tree branches, while those nearby felt their heads spin and ears ring from the shockwave.

But no one paid attention to these effects. All eyes were fixed on the center of the battlefield, afraid to miss even the slightest detail.

After that thunderous strike, neither man retreated. Instead, they used the momentum to launch themselves into the air, circled widely, and clashed again.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

A series of tremendous crashes rang out as sparks flew, dazzling and terrifying the onlookers.

Finally.

After another massive collision, Wu Liangchen’s Horse-Cutting Saber could no longer withstand the strain. With one last mournful cry, it shattered completely.

As fragments scattered through the air, Gu Yi burst into laughter.

"Wu Liangchen, your blade is broken, now I’ll—"

Before he could finish, he coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, his imposing aura immediately diminishing.

This exchange had been a test of raw, uncompromising strength.

While Gu Yi had been a Grandmaster for many years, his recent life of luxury had eroded his determination, leaving him with only sixty to seventy percent of his former power.

Wu Liangchen, though newly ascended to Grandmaster, was young and spirited, with his fighting edge at its peak. In this contest of pure strength, Gu Yi had actually fallen behind.

But with Wu Liangchen’s weapon now destroyed, the outcome remained uncertain.

"Die, boy!" Gu Yi roared, swinging his serrated blade toward Wu Liangchen.

Among the crowd, Chen Sujin couldn’t fully grasp the nuances of the battle, but she clearly understood that Wu Liangchen had lost his weapon.

Her face instantly turned paper-white, her body swaying unsteadily.

If Wu Liangchen lost, the consequences... she couldn’t even bear to imagine them.

Jiang Feng’s heart also leapt into his throat.

He truly couldn’t see how Wu Liangchen could turn this situation around.

As a fellow Martial Artist, he understood better than anyone the critical importance of having a suitable weapon.

But at that moment, golden light suddenly erupted around Wu Liangchen’s body. He clenched his hand into a fist and threw a direct punch toward Gu Yi’s descending blade.

The punch was unremarkable—just the most basic of straight punches.

Yet this simple technique that even ordinary people could use now exploded with astonishing power.

BOOM!

With a thunderous crash, Gu Yi’s massive sword was forcefully deflected upward, the impact so great that his wrist made audible cracking sounds.

But Gu Yi’s reactions were equally swift. Despite his throbbing wrist, he used the rebounding force to swing his blade horizontally, aiming for Wu Liangchen’s midsection.

This was his signature move.

In truth, even as a Grandmaster, he couldn’t possibly rely solely on his own strength to swing this hundred-pound Gate Sword with every strike.

Such an approach would not only be exhausting but would also make his techniques too rigid.

Using borrowed force and adjusting his center of gravity to control the sword’s direction and angle—this was the essence of wielding this massive weapon.

This return slash was a technique Gu Yi had performed countless times, renowned for its speed and ferocity.

But at that moment, the man observing from the distant hillside suddenly lay back down.

"Why did you stop watching?" Prince Jing, Yan Jun, asked curiously.

"No need to watch anymore. Gu Yi has already lost," the man said calmly.

"How has he lost?" Yan Jun asked, utterly perplexed.

Though he too was shocked by Wu Liangchen’s sudden breakthrough, the young man’s weapon was destroyed, and Gu Yi seemed to have every advantage. How could he possibly lose?

Just as he finished speaking, gasps of astonishment erupted from the battlefield!

Yan Jun immediately looked back and saw that Wu Liangchen had somehow caught the massive sword between his hands, then exerted tremendous force.

CREEEEAK.

Accompanied by a teeth-clenching screech of tearing metal, the Gate Sword was forcibly bent backward, then CRACK—it broke clean in two.

This development was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, stunning everyone into silence.

It was too violent, too shocking!

Even Yan Jun, who had reservations about Wu Liangchen, couldn’t help but be deeply moved.

The raw power was impressive enough, but what was truly remarkable was the exquisite timing of the execution.

"This is—"

"Gu Yi is doomed!" the man sighed, cutting off Yan Jun’s words.

Sure enough, the instant his sword snapped, Gu Yi turned and fled without hesitation.

As a Martial Arts Grandmaster who had particularly refined his Qinggong and Body Technique, Gu Yi was confident that if he wanted to escape, no one in all of Great Yan could stop him.

Although this meant that the reputation and foundation he had painstakingly built over most of his life would be lost, at least he would preserve his life.

Gu Yi had always believed one thing: as long as he lived, there would be opportunities.

’Wu Liangchen, just you wait. If I can’t deal with you directly, I can still get to those around you.’

’I hear you have a pretty sister, and that beauty Yang Lian’Er!’

’I don’t believe you can guard them forever.’

’And once I get the chance, I’ll make you understand what it means to wish for death.’