The two students from Bailu Academy did not dare to delay. They immediately took out the poem Wushuang Muqing had just written and displayed it before Chu Xuan.
On the unfolded paper, written with the sweeping vigor of a dragon in flight, were the words:
"A three-foot green blade reflects the moon, a frame of iron holds up the heavens.
I tread upon the path beyond the clouds, letting the mountains and rivers drift at will.
My wild song shakes the Northern Sea.
My blade energy once startled the northern snow; my fist wind splits the freezing abyss.
A hundred battles cannot temper this true spirit; even in death, I stand at the peak of the Martial Dao.
A long rainbow pierces the sun at the edge of the world."
Chapter 93