Chapter 510: Shiomi
San Chenghuang straightened his posture, and his aura suddenly rose, like the rising tide. But after just a moment, the aura fell like the receding tide, and converged to almost nothingness.
It was as if the place and the entire spirit disappeared.
If you can't see the other person standing there, you may not be sure that this person exists on the other side.
He said, "Mr. Chen, this technique is called 'Resurrection Dive'. I have only just mastered it. It requires divine power to propel it forward during both attack and defense, and it cannot be sustained for long. Mr. Chen, be careful."
As he spoke, he raised the knife, and almost at the moment when the wind blew past over the top of the mountain, he seemed to move out of thin air and came close, and the blade fell silently.
This time he was no longer afraid of the collision of knives.
This was because he had already confirmed from the previous fight that Chen Chuan would not kill him, so he no longer had any concerns in his mind and could fight completely freely.
Chen Chuan felt his seriousness, which was exactly what he needed. Although the other party's existence seemed to become elusive and unpredictable, it was impossible to completely abandon his own existence after all.
He raised his knife and blocked the opponent's knife with a clang.
San Chenghuang's words were more cowardly than anyone else's, but the power of the sword was truly strong. At this moment, it felt as if it was no weaker than the Iron Monster after it exploded. Moreover, at the moment of contact, a spiritual power seeped in.
This feeling was something he had never experienced before when fighting against Jian Chengsheng or any other opponent. After so many days of training with Hong Fu, he instinctively used the "Hollow Seal" to deal with the enemy. If spiritual power came in, he could immediately fight back.
San Chenghuang was obviously very experienced, but his spirit was quick to move and he did not go deeper. After the first blow missed, he swung the second blow again. There seemed to be a unique skill in his sword that could draw force from the previous blow. There seemed to be no pause between the sword moves, and they were getting faster and faster, almost like a surging tide.
After receiving several blows, Chen Chuan realized that the knife seemed to have the ability to accumulate momentum. Not only the power of the knife, but also the spirit was contained but not released. When it was pushed to a certain level, it would burst out all at once, so he could not let it continue to exert its power.
When his next sword made contact, the power of the sword increased dramatically under the push of the alienated organization, and at the same time, the power of the God-Shaking Hammer was naturally added to the blade. With this contact, San Chenghuang immediately burst out his hidden spiritual power.
The spirits of both sides collided violently, and Chen Chuan felt a burst of light bursting out from his heart jade, while San Chenghuang's eyes were full of light.
He could feel that the other party's spiritual power was undoubtedly stronger than his own. After all, he had only been on this path for a short time. However, the heart jade that he had forged through training with Hong Fu held firmly and was not shaken.
Moreover, this move was not only a spiritual contest, but also a clash of actual strength. The power of his sword was obviously higher than that of the opponent, which blocked the sword's momentum that was originally like a rising tide.
San Chenghuang's whole body inevitably paused, and the alienated tissues in his body had to dissipate the incoming force. Then he saw a flash of a knife in front of him, and Chen Chuan's knife force was not affected at all.
He was unable to block in time, but a burst of strength suddenly burst out from his body, driving him to retreat and block Chen Chuan's subsequent slashes without any error.
He just used the secret "Shiomi Style" of the Langtao Pavilion, which can accumulate power and momentum during offense and defense. Every move can accumulate a little power, and when it is accumulated to the highest level, it will rush out like a raging tide. However, if it is difficult to launch an attack, he can also use it for defense.
Now, after blocking seven swords in a row, the strength he had accumulated before was gradually consumed, and his momentum and strength began to decline, but he also took this opportunity to gradually adjust himself.
But at this time, he discovered that Chen Chuan's knife had accelerated again on the basis of the original attack, and it arrived almost in a flash.
He was startled, and the blood and essence in his body surged out, increasing his speed and strength to match the changes in his opponent's sword moves.
If this were a life-and-death battle, he would be at a great disadvantage if he couldn't find an opportunity to fight quickly after doing this. However, this was just a competition, not about winning or losing, so he didn't care about that. As long as he could hold off for a while and keep the battle going, it would be fine.
The two sides engaged in continuous and fierce offense and defense for several minutes. Both sides had a good understanding of each other and did not push the battle to a dead end, but maintained it within a reasonable limit.
While both sides are resolving the physical confrontation, they also need to conduct spiritual tests and collisions anytime and anywhere.
This kind of observation of the combat situation, as well as the processing and analysis of information, requires both parties to maintain a high level of concentration, which is definitely not something that ordinary fighters can withstand.
At this moment, Chen Chuan felt very clearly that people who had cultivated spiritual power did have a great advantage in this kind of attack and defense. People who had not taken this step could not withstand the attack of the power contained in the pure spiritual power under normal circumstances.
If used properly, it is like relying on physical fitness to overwhelm the enemy, and the enemy can be defeated in almost one move.
San Chenghuang's use of spiritual power has both a solid foundation and advanced skills, especially the state of "knowing as if my god knows". He does not need to think about whether to advance or retreat, and can just follow the guidance of the god in his heart to fight the enemy.
He had tried to use the "Hollow Seal" to lure the enemy in several times, but the enemy had never been fooled. It was probably not because he knew that he had this skill, but simply because he sensed the danger in advance, so he never invaded.
Unless the opponent has better physical fitness than him, he will be almost invincible before his mental strength is exhausted.
After the two had been sparring for about half an hour, San Chenghuang suddenly took a step back, put down his sword, and shouted, "Mr. Chen, please stop. My energy is almost depleted, and I can't hold on any longer."
Chen Chuan smiled. Although San Chenghuang said that he could not hold on any longer, one could tell from his powerful voice that he still had some strength left. However, at this point in the competition, if it was not a matter of life or death, continuing would be a pure battle of strength. There was really no need to continue.
He pulled the knife back, nodded, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Sancheng, for your guidance. I have benefited greatly from it."
San Cheng Huang bowed slightly, "Mr. Chen, your words are very sincere. Mr. Chen's magnanimity is something I have never seen before in my life. It is truly an honor for me to be able to fight with you."
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the scabbard of the Xuejun Sword dropped at his feet. His expression became serious, and he bent down to pick it up, then walked forward solemnly and handed it back to Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan took it and nodded, saying, "Mr. Sancheng, thank you."
Sanchenghuang bowed again.
Chen Chuan put the sword back into its sheath and looked around. The two men had not been too cautious when fighting just now, but there was not much damage here.
Although they did not use all their strength, the solidity of the Mo Temple was evident.
For a place like this, the cost of demolition alone would be enormous, and it's so far away from the city center, almost on the edge of the city, that it's no wonder it hasn't been used again.
However, it would be a good idea to use this place to build a fighting gym specifically for internal communication and exchanges.
San Chenghuang had also packed his clothes and weapons by this time. He walked over, looked down the mountain and said, "My grandmother's mother used to live here.
According to them, people come here to worship every day. They don't actually believe in this deity, but for the sake of their families, they are willing to do this day after day. Even when they live abroad, they don't change this habit. Although they worship different gods, their hearts are the same."
Chen Chuan nodded, but he heard something different in Sanchenghuang's tone and said, "Mr. Sancheng, what's the matter? Have you seen a god overseas?"
"I've seen some seemingly magical things." Sancheng Huang revealed a look of reminiscence and said, "I later learned that they might be some kind of mutated creatures, seemingly influenced by something on the other side, and they sacrifice a pair of children every month.
I remember when I was six or seven years old, I followed the villagers to participate in a sacrificial ceremony. I saw that thing crawling out from the beach. It looked like a pool of wet mud, covering the entire beach. At that time, I heard and saw many visions..."
Then he saw a flash of knife light, as if these illusory worlds were torn apart. When he opened his eyes again, he saw an unusually tall and straight figure standing there with his back to them, holding an astonishingly long knife in his hand, and the thing in front of him had turned into a pool of melted rotten water.
He closed his eyes slightly. Even though he was a fighter now, he still felt a chill when he recalled the scene of that day: the gloomy clouds, the surging waves, and the children's shrill screams.
That scene was like a deep brand, engraved deep into his mind.
Then he heard Chen Chuan ask in his ear: "I wonder how Mr. Sancheng compares to Master Fenghe now?"
"Teacher, I am still far inferior to you."
Sanjo Arashi said truthfully, "Teacher has surpassed the realm of 'God One' and is the sword master who has inherited the title of 'Kanjutsu'."
"God and I are one"?
Sanjo Huang explained, "This is a realm even higher than 'As I Know God'. God is me, I am God. My body and spirit are unimpeded, and I can do whatever I want. Once you achieve this, you'll embark on the path of transcending your limits."
The secret teachings behind this are the true essence of Langtao Pavilion. Unfortunately, only successive masters are qualified to practice them. I'm afraid I will never see them."
After listening to his words, Chen Chuan felt that "God and I are one", which should be the true perfect integration of spirit and body, and the owner of Fenghe Hall has even surpassed this realm. The so-called "Sword Sect" is probably referring to a fighter. After all, many places overseas still maintain the name of the old era.
And only with such an identity can a strong fighting gym be supported.
He said, "I've learned a lot today, Mr. Sancheng. I'll come back to you for advice some other day."
San Cheng Huang bowed slightly. "I will be staying in Jibei Dao for a while. I have learned a lot from sparring with Mr. Chen. If Mr. Chen has any advice, I am always at your service."
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(End of this chapter)
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