Chapter 509: As I Know

Inside the processing bureau, the light screen showed the current scene of Chen Chuan and San Chenghuang.

The bureau is paying close attention to the fight between the two people. Langtao Pavilion is well-known overseas, and Sanchenghuang is also a famous fighter overseas. They think that this will be a strong opponent for Chen Chuan.

In order to prevent the two from being disturbed and to prevent other forces from secretly interfering, they blocked the news in advance and deployed a lot of secret sentries around.

So far, no one except the processing bureau knows that the two have made an appointment to fight here.

The square outside the Temple of Moshen is very wide, and the bricks and stones underfoot feel very solid. This is because the temple itself has also produced a third-limit fighter, and these bricks and stones are specially made.

San Chenghuang looked at Chen Chuan in front of him, slowly raised his hand, and grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist, clenching his five fingers, as if he was about to pull it out. But after a while, he suddenly exhaled, loosened his hand, and then bowed deeply to Chen Chuan:

"Please forgive me!"

Chen Chuan was surprised and asked, "What does this mean, Mr. Sancheng?"

San Cheng Huang bowed again and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I admit defeat!"

Chen Chuan couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He looked at his opponent and said slowly, "How can Mr. Sancheng think he's lost before we even started fighting?"

San Cheng Huang said seriously, "There's no need for a fight. The first time I saw Mr. Chen today, I knew I was no match for him. I lost this fight."

Chen Chuan said, "If Mr. Sancheng says so, then this battle seems unnecessary."

San Cheng Huang said, "Ah, please forgive me for making a decision that disappointed Mr. Chen for the sake of my life, but..."

His voice gradually became louder, and he pulled out the knife from his waist.

"But if this is just a sparring match, and not a life-and-death fight, I believe Mr. Chen won't take my life. In that case, I consider myself a very good sparring partner!"

The people from the Processing Bureau looked at each other in bewilderment in front of the light curtain. They had originally thought that it would be a brutal fight, but they never expected to face such a scene.

Someone frowned and said, "What's going on with this Sanchenghuang? Is he deliberately deceiving Captain Chen to make him relax, and then take action when he's not paying attention?"

"It's not impossible."

Most fighters are fearless and few would admit defeat before a fight. Moreover, San Chenghuang has come all the way here to find an opponent. Would he be willing to admit defeat before the fight even begins?

Everyone felt that there seemed to be another conspiracy here, and some people couldn't help but worry about Chen Chuan.

"Captain Chen, please don't be fooled."

"Yes, hurry up and remind Captain Chen."

But some people scoffed at this. Captain Chen had dealt with countless powerful opponents since joining the Bureau. How could he possibly be fooled by such a trick? There was no need to worry about him.

At this moment, on the square, Chen Chuan said: "I rarely see fighters like Mr. Sancheng."

San Cheng Huang said, "Nothing. A man who knows the current situation is a hero."

He paused, "My fighting philosophy has always been this: when a fighter encounters a strong opponent, he must know how to give up. He cannot face an opponent he cannot face just for the sake of momentary impulse.

My teacher dislikes me because of this, and thinks that I am unable to master the true secrets of the academy. Junior Brother Jiancheng may be the one with the greatest potential, but he has been defeated now. If all the disciples who can master the secrets are gone, and I am the only one left, then who else can the teacher pass the secrets on to except me?

It turns out that even the strongest secret teachings, beliefs, and reputations are no match for a temporary survival."

Chen Chuan could feel that San Chenghuang had directly released his own spirit and field, and his words were extremely consistent with his spirit, which showed that this was the truth he practiced himself and his heartfelt words.

He thought for a moment, then looked at the man and said slowly, "Mr. Sancheng is not without faith. Rather, compared to those lofty and vague goals, Mr. Sancheng has chosen a down-to-earth path."

San Chenghuang said excitedly: "Mr. Chen understands me!"

Chen Chuan looked at Sanchenghuang. He was right. Although there was no way they could have a satisfying fight, he was indeed an excellent sparring partner.

Such an opponent is very helpful in tempering one's spirit. Although Hongfu is better, no matter how much her strength increases, she will not really cause him any harm. This is determined by the mechanism of the academy.

But if San Chenghuang had the chance to hurt him, would he hold back?

He raised the Xuejun Sword, held it horizontally in front of him, and with a flick of his hand, he moved the scabbard aside. "Then let's begin."

Sancheng Huang held the knife in both hands, put the blade in front, and slowly raised it. The sleeves on his arms then slid down, revealing arms as solid as iron.

After a pause, he shouted loudly, and suddenly crossed the space between the two people and slashed with a knife!

Chen Chuan raised the Xuejun Sword, and before the two swords touched, Sanchenghuang suddenly turned the sword flexibly and came towards his side again.

However, Xue Jun's sword changed at the same time. He held the sword's spine with his other hand, turned it, and pressed it down, blocking his way. San Cheng Huang's sword shook and he jumped back to avoid it.

Chen Chuan immediately realized that Sancheng Huang was trying his best to avoid contact with his Xuejun Sword. He immediately took advantage of this and stepped forward to slash several times.

San Chenghuang kept avoiding because the knife in his hand was almost unusable, which made him very passive. After just a few slashes, Xue Jun held the knife to his neck.

Chen Chuan, holding his long sword, asked, "Why does Mr. Sancheng keep avoiding fighting?"

San Cheng Huang said helplessly, "Because the spirit in my heart just now told me in advance that I must not clash with your sword. Doing so will only lead to faster defeat. So I can only retreat."

"The God in your heart?"

San Cheng Huang said, "Junior Brother Jian Cheng has only cultivated to the realm of 'God knows, I don't know,' but I have already cultivated to the realm of 'Knowing as if God knows me.' Before engaging the enemy, I can instantly discern victory or defeat, and even more so, I can determine what cannot be done. I follow this mindset, and therefore am always passive."

The reason why I conceded defeat is also because I followed my heart."

Chen Chuan thought about it and felt that San Chenghuang's spiritual induction did have some tricks. If he clashed with Xue Jun's sword, the opponent's sword might indeed be damaged.

Since it is a competition rather than a fight to the death, we naturally need to take some things into consideration.

He then drew his sword back, reached out to close the boundary, and then looked up and asked, "Mr. Sancheng, first determine what can and cannot be done. Is this the secret of your Langtao Pavilion?"

San Cheng Huang nodded and said, "This is indeed the inheritance of my Lang Tao Pavilion, but the method varies from person to person, and what they feel and know may not be the same.

As far as I know, some people in the world are born with spiritual strengths. As long as they embark on spiritual practice and receive a certain amount of guidance, they will develop some special spiritual abilities.

For example, my senior brother, Bian Yue Yizhen, was able to sense the opponent's location from a very long distance as soon as he entered the sect. No matter where the opponent went, he could not escape.

Some people are more capable of foreseeing danger and adopting evasive strategies. If I had this ability, I might not even challenge Chen Jun to a fight."

Chen Chuan nodded slightly, as if Tie Yao was also such a person.

This person is able to sense danger in advance and avoid it in time. The reason why he can make such a great name for himself and always escape from encirclement is partly due to this mental ability.

"But my teacher has always emphasized that there's no need to chase after these things, because as your practice progresses, your own unique talents will gradually emerge."

San Cheng Huang said this with some shame, "It's a pity that I haven't mastered it yet."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "I believe that Mr. Sancheng will be able to master it sooner or later." With Sanchenghuang's belief in surviving for the time being, he is destined to live longer than others. As long as he can survive, there is always hope.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a question that interested him, so he asked, "According to what Mr. Sancheng said, if you feel you can win, then you will definitely be able to defeat your opponent?"

San Cheng Huang replied seriously, "At least such a firm belief in your heart means it's not empty. You have to know that spirit can become a real force."

Chen Chuan thought about it and nodded.

At this moment, he already vaguely felt that, leaving aside spiritual skills, when the spirit reaches a certain level, it can feed back into the material world, making people more accurate, faster, and more powerful.

Perhaps when your spirit reaches a certain level, you will be able to do things that seemed impossible in the past.

He said: "I remember the last time Jian Chengsheng slashed me with his sword, it was powerful enough to injure someone from a distance."

San Cheng Huang was suddenly a little surprised. "Slashing through the air? That means he used the 'God of Swords'."

He said with emotion: "I originally thought that Junior Brother Jiancheng would need a few more years of practice before he could use this move in actual combat. It seems that Junior Brother Jiancheng is improving very quickly."

At the beginning, he only heard that Jian Chengsheng was defeated by Chen Chuan, but he did not know the specific details of the battle between the two. From now on, he has underestimated both of them.

What Chen Chuan thought was that what Chengsheng showed that day might not be entirely his own strength, and Gao Tianyu's jade core should have played a part in it.

He then asked, "Can Mr. Sancheng perform that one-sword strike?"

San Cheng Huang said very frankly: "I can use it, but I won't use it because the sword contains the teacher's blood and alienated tissue.

I am filled with awe and awe of my teacher, not just respect and admiration like some of my fellow disciples. This could be a case of actively rejecting him mentally. If I force it, I don't know what problems will arise, and even if I use it, I'm afraid it won't be pure."

He thought for a moment, "Perhaps I would use it in a life-or-death crisis, but until that moment comes, I don't know what choice I would make. Perhaps I would just accept death calmly."

Chen Chuanshuo said, "Mr. Sancheng's spiritual practice is more profound than your junior brother's, but if you just avoid fighting, then today's competition seems meaningless."

San Chenghuang's expression grew serious. "I still have some simple skills. If Mr. Chen wants to see them, I can demonstrate them. This is just to thank you for showing mercy just now."

Chen Chuan raised the knife again and said slowly, "This is exactly what I want to see."

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(End of this chapter)