Chapter 465: Edge
On the National Avenue, the wind became a little stronger at this time, and it blew up a lot of dust, but it also blew away some of the smoke in front.
After Makoto Masaaki got out of the car, he held the long sword at his waist with one hand and looked ahead with a serious expression. After a moment, he walked towards there step by step under the gaze of the people in this group.
He had his hair in a bun and was wearing a white training suit from Langtao Pavilion. The clothes still followed the style of the old era, and the wide sleeves swayed in the wind.
Although he looked two or three years younger than before due to taking the White Infant Wine, as if he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, his persistent eyes and the resolute aura in his body made those who saw him feel solemn and serious.
The third-level fighter who was there, upon seeing Makoto Makoto coming over, immediately bowed and then stepped aside.
Although he was transferred from another place, he was also a fighter invested by Ferris Wheel Company, and the etiquette and weapons he learned were all foreign styles.
Makoto Masaaki nodded to him but did not stop.
At this time, the gunmen from the Ferris Wheel Company stopped, and all the biological weapons and combatants were quickly withdrawn.
Seeing these people retreat, Consultant Yao realized something and ordered his people to cease fire and not waste bullets.
Then he saw a handsome young man in white clothes walking slowly towards him.
His eyes changed and he looked ahead with a serious expression. Is this another third-limit fighter?
Moreover, no matter the subtle threat it brought to him when it walked over, or the enemy's reaction at this time, it was obvious that this was by no means an ordinary third-level fighter.
At this moment, he saw the long-range gunman raise his gun, and hurriedly warned him, "Don't move yet." Such a person has a very keen sense of danger, and there is no way he can hit him. At the moment, it seems that he is the only one who can deal with it.
Jian Chengsheng seemed to be walking forward with no distractions, and passed by an unmanned vehicle that was parked in front of him to block the way. However, when he had walked two or three meters away, there was a shock from behind, and the upper half of the carport of the vehicle belonging to the escort convoy suddenly slid down and fell obliquely to the ground.
A cult member hiding in the car and the ritual pattern inside the car were cut in two, and blood instantly covered the seats, but most people on both sides did not see when he drew his knife.
Even though Consultant Yao could only barely notice that his right hand seemed to move, when he came to his senses, the knife had already returned to its sheath. His heart sank, as the enemy was even stronger than he had expected.
Masashi Masaaki walked all the way to less than twenty meters in front of the escort convoy before stopping, and at the same time he released his own biological field.
Not only the field itself, he can also convey it to the opponent's mind through the coordination of posture, steps, eyes and even momentum, so as to achieve the purpose of intimidating the enemy. In the secret teachings of Langtao Hall, this technique is called "heart shock".
Consultant Yao's breathing became rapid. This was the reaction of the alienated tissues in his body feeling stimulated after encountering a powerful enemy with extremely strong threat.
Although they hadn't officially fought yet, he knew he had no chance of winning.
Chen Chuan had already returned to the team at this time, and he was the first to feel the field transmitted by the other party.
This field was different from the ones he had seen before. It contained a lot of extra information. It was a display of force to him, and also an invitation to fight.
The other party clearly expressed his intention that if he didn't go out, he would take the initiative to attack him.
He immediately determined that the person coming was coming for him.
Whether out of consideration for the safety of the team or his own pursuit of fighting, he would not refuse such an invitation.
He placed his hand on the wall and said, "Advisor Yao, leave this person to me. Just be careful. They may still have someone lurking here. They will likely appear as soon as I leave."
Consultant Yao said solemnly: "I understand. This is my responsibility."
He paused, then chose to reveal something, "We have arrangements. If there are no more than two people and if it doesn't take too long, we should be able to handle it."
Chen Chuan ended the call. He walked out of the convoy holding the Xuejun Sword and came to the wide road outside. Gusts of wind blew, and the esoteric cloak on his body kept shaking.
When Jian Chengsheng saw him coming out, his expression became extremely solemn. He held the knife in one hand and placed the other hand on his waist. He bowed to him solemnly and said, "Langtao Hall, Jian Chengsheng, please give me your guidance, Mr. Chen."
Chen Chuan slowly raised his hand, cupped the knife, and said, "Mr. Jiancheng, please give me some advice."
It seemed that the storm from the sea had affected this place. The sky was gray-blue, and thick clouds were pressing towards here, while the wind was getting stronger and stronger.
At this moment, the number of fighters confronting each other on both sides added up to hundreds, but the road left for them was very empty, as if they were the only two standing under the sky.
Makoto Masaaki took a step back, slowly drew his sword from his waist, and held it in front of him.
Chen Chuan raised his long sword, holding it horizontally in front of him. With a gentle flick, the scabbard flew free of the blade, revealing the cold, awe-inspiring blade of the Snow Lord Blade. He held the sword in both hands, leaning slightly to the side, and held it horizontally across his head, with the tip slanting downward toward the ground.
His sword was much longer than the opponent's, and he was also taller than the opponent, which gave him an advantage at long distances.
However, the outcome of a battle at the third level is not determined by the length of the weapon, especially for those with superb skills. If the attack is ineffective, it will give others an opportunity.
Especially since the opponent's current field is so vague that people cannot detect his strength or weakness. It is obvious that he has extremely advanced field skills. Even if he completely releases the field, it will not have any effect.
People on both sides were watching closely. No matter which side, they knew that the outcome of this battle would determine the fate of most people present.
After Chen Chuan confronted him for a while, he saw that Jian Chengsheng had no intention of taking the lead and was obviously going for a defensive counterattack. So he did not hesitate to lead his troops to attack first, stepped forward, and at the same time pressed his center of gravity forward.
Jian Chengsheng focused on Chen Chuan. The latter's position was also very well concealed, so he couldn't see the real situation and couldn't make targeted tactical arrangements.
However, as the successor of Langtao Pavilion, the competitions among fellow disciples have made him accustomed to fighting without field information. Even if the internal things cannot be seen, the external manifestations cannot be hidden.
Seeing Chen Chuan's center of gravity change, he immediately stepped back, and his speed was almost the same as Chen Chuan's. In Langtao Hall, this is called "Chibu", which means adjusting oneself according to the opponent's advance and retreat.
The core of all the techniques of Langtao Pavilion lies in "Shen". According to Dashun, the emphasis is on the cultivation of Shenchang and the field. Within the field, I observe both the moving and still enemies.
When Chen Chuan saw him retreating, he felt that on the surface the other party was moving with him, but in fact the other party moved one step ahead of him, as if he had predicted his movement.
This prediction is not only decisive and direct, but also extremely accurate. It is not just combat experience, but also a skill that has never been seen before. It is different from most opponents he has encountered before. He has never encountered an opponent with this style.
At this time, he sped up a little. No matter how his opponent attacked, he just had to control his own rhythm. Even if he could maintain the same rhythm, he couldn't keep retreating like this forever.
Moreover, fighting ultimately comes down to physical strength, and the fighter's personal qualities determine everything.
As he continued to approach, Jian Chengsheng continued to retreat, but after just a few steps, Chen Chuan's speed increased. His face was serious, and he quickly adjusted his steps and took the initiative to meet him.
Chen Chuan immediately moved his arm and sent out a knife. Jian Chengsheng quickly flicked his hands to the side. After this collision, the strength of both sides was transmitted. After a slight pause, the momentum of the two swords changed rapidly again, and they kept colliding with each other, making a sound of connecting into a line.
Chen Chuan was the one who mainly launched the attack, but every time he swung his sword, it would be accurately intercepted by Jian Chengsheng. Not only that, every time he blocked it, it would be right in the place where it was easiest to block.
When Makoto Masaaki did these things, he did not deliberately judge or analyze how to attack. Instead, he emptied his mind, completely letting the spirit in his heart lead him and letting his body follow the knife.
This is what is meant by “God knows but I don’t know.”
It would be fine if the opponent has no flaws, but if he becomes impatient or his rhythm is a little disrupted, then he can launch a powerful attack at any time and anywhere. If the timing is right, the battle can end in an instant.
However, just after the two sides' swords clashed for more than ten times, he suddenly became nervous. At this moment, his hair almost stood on end, and he quickly blocked with two swords.
With two clang sounds, the blade retreated while trembling, and the power from the blade was quickly drawn into his body and dissipated as he moved.
The two sides suddenly separated and once again widened the distance between them.
The people watching the fight couldn't see their movements clearly at all. They just felt that they had just started fighting and then immediately separated again.
Chen Chuan's eyes flashed slightly. When he was fighting just now, he suddenly increased the force of his sword. Even the Iron Demon would not be able to block it easily. However, Jian Chengsheng not only intercepted the sword force one step ahead, but also relied on the changes in sword moves and body movements to dissipate the force.
He could tell this was a highly sophisticated technique, involving not only himself but also the blade, every step of the way, executed to perfection. Putting aside his physical strength, his mastery and application of the technique alone was clearly superior to the Iron Demon's in subtle changes.
However, the two are taking different paths, and combat effectiveness cannot be judged so simply. No matter who it is, they need to play to their strengths and try to avoid their weaknesses.
So much for the temptation, then.
He raised it again and took a deep breath. The alienated tissues in his body were mobilized layer by layer, his center of gravity was slightly pressed down, and the field on his body began to expand. Then he suddenly looked up at Makoto Makoto. As the latter's expression changed slightly, the road beneath his feet collapsed and the whole person disappeared from the spot in an instant.
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(End of this chapter)
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