Chapter 466: God in the Sword
Chen Chuan's attack this time used all his strength and speed. No matter how strong his skills were, they had their limits. As long as the pressure was enough, they could be broken.
Almost at the same time as the ground cracked, he appeared in front of Makoto Makoto and slashed down with a knife.
Jian Chengsheng also moved when he attacked. Without waiting for the sword's force to reach its strongest, he stepped forward quickly, raised the sword, and blocked Xue Jun's sword with a clang.
However, as the power from Xue Jun's sword was transmitted layer by layer, the alienated tissues inside his body began to dissipate the power, and blue veins could be seen bulging under his skin.
However, this blow was not the end.
The first knife was blocked, and the second knife came down quickly.
When this knife was swung, Chen Chuanyu simultaneously released the restraints on the alienated organization, and thus the strength and speed instantly increased.
Jian Chengsheng immediately sensed the attack, turned around quickly, and using all his strength, raised his sword with both hands to block the attack. With a clang, he blocked it again.
But immediately afterwards, Chen Chuan swung out his third sword. This time, he activated the furnace breathing method. As a burst of hot breath emanated, the sword's momentum increased again on the original basis.
Masakatsu Masaaki's expression was extremely serious, with a faint light in his eyes. This was a sign that his spirit was concentrated to the limit, and under the guidance of the God of Self, he passively brought out the secret breathing method that unleashed the potential of Langtaokan.
The essence and blood accumulated in his heart instantly spread throughout his body, filling every corner. He let out a loud shout, and with a clang, he blocked the third knife. However, there was a click under his feet, and the solid road cracked, and he sank down.
But Chen Chuan's attack did not end here. As his hands holding the handle moved forward and backward, the secret ritual on his skin suddenly started. While the color of the ritual quickly faded, a stronger force was added to the knife and broke out in an instant. Then he used the force to turn around and swung the knife horizontally.
The power and speed of this knife had exceeded a certain limit, and the sound of wind and thunder was heard in an instant.
Jian Chengsheng did not retreat at all. Instead, his eyes became exceptionally calm, revealing an unyielding persistence. Under the guidance of a highly concentrated spirit, he squeezed and mobilized every bit of alienated tissue power in his body. The blending of blood and breath in his body made a rustling sound come from his body, like the sound of surging waves.
At this moment, it seemed as if time had slowed down. Looking at the Xuejun Sword slowly approaching him, he seemed to be carrying a huge burden, and the sword in his hand was pushed forward inch by inch.
The next moment, the weapons of both sides came into contact.
With a loud bang, this collision did not seem like the clash of weapons, but rather like two waves of air colliding with each other.
Makoto Masaaki's sleeves exploded, and he fell back. The knife in his hand was shaken and swung high up, and the blade trembled constantly. Blood oozed from his arms, and other parts of his body also showed such signs. This was caused by the power accepted by the alienated organization exceeding its endurance limit.
But even at this time, his eyes were still full of tenacity, and he tried to gather the scattered strength bit by bit.
The swordsmanship of Langtao Pavilion emphasizes the accumulation of momentum. When attacking, it is like waves pushing forward, and when defending, it is like an undercurrent gathering and surging, condensed but not released.
Different methods need to be adopted to deal with different enemies. Now he is using the Diekong style, which means only defending and not attacking. He endures and accumulates strength in waves of defense, and finally strikes against the current to win with one blow.
But the prerequisite is that it must not be interrupted halfway. It requires extremely high resilience, not only physical fitness, but also emphasizes mental strength.
As long as he is not killed by a single blow, he can hold on.
After Chen Chuan's attack was cut down, he was not affected much.
If Chengsheng could still respond to his opponent's forceful recoil and traction when blocking the first three attacks, the fourth attack was just a pure block, which hardly put any pressure on him, so he had no reason to hesitate. While the opponent's weapon was swept away and the goal in front of him was wide open, he stepped forward and slashed with his backhand.
The mutated tissue in Makoto Masaaki's body had not yet adjusted, and he was unable to muster enough strength at this moment. He couldn't even turn around and dodge, and it seemed that he would be chopped to death by the knife in the next moment.
Just under the stimulation of life and death, a ray of light seemed to bloom on the knife that was swung upwards, and then a stream of essence poured into the body from there, and a power emerged from the body out of thin air.
He held the hilt of the knife with both hands and slashed down suddenly, colliding with Chen Chuan's Xuejun Knife. At this moment, the place where the two weapons touched once again erupted with a thunderous sound. Clear air waves could be seen spreading outward from the two men, and circles of dust were swept out.
As the forces of both sides pushed together, both of them froze at this moment.
At this moment, something strange happened to Masahiro Makoto. His hair, which had been scattered during the fight earlier, seemed to have grown longer, his muscles bulged, and even more dramatically, his figure seemed to have grown taller. His originally loose training clothes seemed to be fitting him better.
The third-level fighter who had been following the battle from behind him showed a hint of eagerness. He took a step forward involuntarily and whispered:
"That's it, God is seen in the sword!"
The people from the Ferris Wheel Company also noticed the abnormality on Jian Chengsheng's body at this time, and they showed joy on their faces, as if they were finally relieved.
The reason they were able to invite Makoto Masaru over was because there was a well-known secret technique in Langtao Hall.
The seniors of Langtao Hall can leave their own alienated tissues and blood essence in the sword, so that the disciples can use the force to control the sword when they are in danger of life and death, but this can only be passed on to truly valued disciples.
The head of Langtao Pavilion, Feng Heshou, personally admitted that Jian Chengsheng was the most proud disciple of this generation, which was to tell them that this disciple also mastered this secret technique.
Once the knife-wielding disciple is forced to use this technique, his strength will increase accordingly, and the state of being unknown to God will eliminate the possibility of the enemy killing him before this power is exerted.
The third-level fighter was extremely excited at this moment, because Jian Chengsheng's current image and momentum reminded him of the Langtao Gym leader Feng Heshou he had met before.
"If Mr. Jian Cheng possesses the power of Fenghe Pavilion Master, he will definitely win!"
On the court, Chen Chuan also saw that Jian Chengsheng's image had changed. That was not all, but the latter's field seemed to be stimulated by something at this moment. He was no longer consciously restrained as before, but suddenly let go and rose to a state with almost no gaps.
It felt like facing the Iron Demon from that day. It wasn't the same venue, but the state of both spirit and body reaching their peak was similar.
His eyes were calm. Even though such an unusual situation occurred, he was not affected by it. He even expected it. If the other party had no support, he would not have appeared in front of him like this.
At this moment, he pushed outward with his strength, and Jian Chengsheng used the force to retreat. After he reached a distance, he stretched his body and slowly readjusted the blade. He also shook the blade and readjusted his breath.
At this moment, he suddenly felt something and looked at the knife, because there were waves of thoughts coming from there, as if there was an urgent desire for the other party's knife.
He raised his eyebrows slightly. In the previous clash, his sword had collided with the opponent's many times, but the thing in Xue Jun's sword did not move at all, and it did not absorb anything like last time. How come it came out now?
This made him feel that all the changes in the other party's body originated from the knife?
However, this thought only flashed through his mind. There was no point in dwelling on it. No matter how the opponent changed, he only needed to maintain his own rhythm.
Jian Chengsheng stared intently at Chen Chuan in front of him. He originally thought that he could deal with this opponent with his own strength, but the facts proved that he could not do it by himself. Then he could only rely on the power of his teacher Feng Heshou placed in the sword.
There was nothing shameful about this. As he had thought before, a fighter could use all the conditions that were favorable to him in order to achieve victory.
Only winners are qualified to face praise and criticism, losers will have nothing.
Lang Tao Pavilion emphasizes that the spirit is in front of the body. He has always been walking on the path of spiritual practice in the past, but his body is limited by his ideas and age and has not reached its limit. However, under the stimulation of essence and blood, he has made up for his own shortcomings.
And with the blessing of Gao Tianyu Jade Core, his spirit was strong enough to control all of these without any disharmony, so at this moment both his body and spirit had reached a point close to the limit.
Even so, he did not take the initiative to strike out even a single blow. The Diekong method required that either he did not strike out, or if he struck out, the outcome would be decided.
He calmed down, spread his feet slightly, stared at the figure in front of him, and waited for the opponent's next round of attack.
In the back, the leader of the Ferris Wheel Attack Team saw this and turned to the man who had brought Makoto Makoto and asked, "Sir, should we move now?"
The man thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Okay."
They were not sure whether Jian Chengsheng could really hold Chen Chuan back. If he couldn't stop him, as soon as they moved, Chen Chuan would turn around and deal with the people they sent, which would be a waste of manpower.
But now it seems that Jian Chengsheng has proved that he has this ability, so they don’t have to worry too much. They can just raid the rear, which will not only solve the other target as soon as possible, but also perhaps distract Chen Chuan.
As soon as he nodded, the team leader immediately sent out a signal. After receiving it, the third-limit fighter standing in the front immediately ran forward. Not only him, but another third-limit fighter who had been hiding in the back and had not taken any action also ran towards the convoy where Director Lei and others were.
It was impossible for Chen Chuan not to see this movement, but he retracted his gaze after just a glance.
Although there are two opponents, Consultant Yao is not so easy to deal with. The third-limit fighter has tenacious vitality. If there is not a big gap, it is not difficult for him to hold on for a while without sacrificing his energy, blood and spirit. He will solve the problem as soon as possible, so he tightened the hilt of the knife with his five fingers and looked at the opponent again.
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(End of this chapter)
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