Chapter 526 Seal Knife
“According to the rules of Fenglin Academy, only the strongest disciple in the academy can take the position of senior disciple.
More than ten years ago, before Mr. Gong Ying, Fenglin Hall had already confirmed the next successor, but he was killed by Mr. Gong Ying who was only 19 years old. It is said that the victory was decided in just three moves.
Over the past ten years, Mr. Gong Ying has faced many challenges and has never been defeated.
He would chop off the heads of every opponent, smear them with gold paint, and then make them into tea sets and place them in alcoves. It is said that now three walls of his house are filled with them.
When Mr. Gong Ying fights, he's almost like a ghost or god, and ordinary people are terrified by him. That's why he got this title. You definitely don't want to see Mr. Gong Ying drawing his sword in battle."
Hearing what the person in charge said, the two employees swallowed their saliva and showed fear on their faces.
At this moment, Gong Ying Changxiu, who was sitting in the armored vehicle, was listening to the discussions about himself coming from all over the car with a faint smile on his face.
Guan Shangjing said, "Senior Brother still has such a bad taste."
"One must always find some joy in life," Gong Ying Changxiu said with a smile, "especially listening to stories about oneself; it really gives one a great sense of satisfaction."
Guan Shangjing felt somewhat helpless. His senior brother was particularly obsessed with stories about heroes of the old times. He imitated them in every move and he also had a habit of spreading news about himself.
He also places special emphasis on the rituals before battle, ensuring that every battle he participates in is filled with excitement. After each victory over an opponent, he would hire someone to write a short story to make the battle between the two of them full of twists and turns.
Whenever he heard exaggerated and bizarre rumors about himself from others, he would become extremely excited.
Therefore, although there is no big gap in the levels among the three major halls overseas, this senior brother has the best reputation, and Fenglin Hall is also the most famous.
What matches the fame is also strength.
The senior disciples of the three major schools have never really clashed with each other, but both Ye Jianhong of An Yao School and He Yue Yizhen of Nantao School have never changed their positions in the past twenty years.
However, Gong Ying Changxiu killed the previous senior brother. He was present when the two fought and witnessed the whole process. He deeply admired and feared the strength of this senior brother, so even though he was ten years older than the other party, he still sincerely called him "Senior Brother Gong Ying".
Gong Yingchangxiu said slowly, "Junior brother, you mentioned that opponent. I've read his information before. He's very good and a worthy opponent. Where is he now?"
"Senior Brother Gong Ying..." Guan Shangjing was a little embarrassed.
Gong Ying Changxiu said, "Junior Brother Guan Shang, you know that before I start a battle, I must issue a declaration of war. This is my rule. I hope you can understand."
Guan Shangjing looked at the round-framed glasses, which were shining, and it seemed that he could not see the eyes behind them, but he was frightened in his heart. Although doing so might expose the news of the arrival of this senior brother in advance, there was no reason to argue with Gong Ying Changxiu, so he immediately lowered his head.
"Brother Gong Ying, please leave the matter to me."
Gong Ying Changxiu looked at him until the latter felt a little uneasy. He smiled and said, "No need, I have already arranged it." He put his hand on Jie Ping and said, "Eijuro, you go in my place."
He folded his arms, "A hero's appearance cannot be treated lightly. I hope this declaration of war will satisfy him."
"Keijuro..."
It has been ten years since Guan Shangjing left Fenglin Pavilion. In his memory, Hui Julang was just a teenager. Just now, he had a quick glance and it seemed that he was also among the crowd coming down from the airship.
He said, "It is his honor to be able to deliver the letter of challenge to you, brother. I will send someone to lead the way for him and will definitely let him deliver the letter of challenge to you."
A few hours later, the sky brightened and a foreign fighter carrying long and short knives got out of the car and walked on the road leading to the Xuangong Building.
After discovering him, the city patrol came up to check on him several times. Each time, he would stop politely and hand over his name card from the fighting gym and his pass from the government office.
When faced with the warning, he respectfully stated that as a foreigner arriving for the first time, he would abide by the rules of the central city.
It took him an hour to walk a short distance of one kilometer. When he arrived at the Xuangong Building, he asked someone to deliver the letter he was carrying, and then he stood in the square of the building and waited patiently.
Chen Chuan returned to the academy yesterday after arranging three people. While he was practicing, a prompt sound came from the world, indicating that something had been delivered.
He walked out and got the thing, but found it was a letter of challenge, signed by Gong Ying Changxiu. The wording was very polite, saying that he had heard of his reputation in a corner of the island and yearned for him, so he traveled across the ocean to ask for a fight.
He also wrote on it that he came from Fenglin Hall, one of the three major overseas fighting halls. In order to show his qualifications, he specially sent a junior brother to demonstrate his sword moves in person.
Sword moves?
He was somewhat interested in this, so he came to the window and looked outside the Xuangong Building, and saw the figure in black. However, after taking a look, he couldn't help but doubt whether the other party could demonstrate the essence of the sword moves.
Fighters have an unintuitive judgment of their opponents. Putting aside the specific fighting techniques, they can almost judge which level the opponent belongs to just by looking at the posture and aura.
And this...
At this moment, he suddenly saw a figure walking towards that direction. He was slightly surprised, but after thinking for a while, he turned around and left the dormitory and went downstairs.
While Keijuro was waiting there, a voice suddenly came from the side: "Sir Keijuro."
He turned around and saw a foreign fighter in ancient costume standing there. He thought about it and realized he didn't recognize this person, so he asked in a foreign language, "Who are you?"
The person opposite bowed slightly, "Lang Tao Pavilion, Three Cities Desolate."
"It's Lord Sanjo." Keijuro bowed politely. "Why are you here, Lord Sanjo?"
Sancheng Huang stood up and said, "Excuse me, are you here to challenge Mr. Chen?"
Keijuro's expression changed immediately, and he said in a deep voice, "What does this have to do with Lord Sancheng?"
San Cheng Huang reached out and placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and said loudly, "Of course it is related. I was once defeated by Chen Jun, and the defeat was convincing. Lord Keijuro, if you want to challenge Chen Jun, then I think you must first defeat me."
As he said this, he drew out the long sword from his waist.
Keijuro also tightened his grip on the sword at his waist, turned around, and said solemnly, "Although the challenger is not me, Lord Sanjo, I cannot ignore such an action."
He represents Fenglin Pavilion behind him. Drawing a sword in front of him is considered a challenge and it is impossible not to respond.
San Cheng Huang held the knife in the same position, "Then let me experience the Fenglin Pavilion's skills."
"Understood."
Hui Julang looked up and said, "I came here to show Mr. Chen my brother's sword moves, but Lord Sancheng, if it were you, I believe you would be able to show Mr. Chen clearly."
He drew out his knife and slowly raised it.
San Chenghuang put the knife in front of him. After the two men confronted each other for a moment, they took a step forward at the same time. It seemed like just a moment, and they passed each other and arrived at where they had just stood.
The two stood back to back for a moment, and suddenly Keijuro dropped his knife, his body fell forward, and a pool of blood spread out under him.
San Chenghuang let out a breath, turned around, wiped his long sword with his sleeve, then sheathed the sword and bowed deeply to the corpse on the ground.
"Thank you for your advice."
Chen Chuan had already arrived downstairs at this time. When he came out of the door just now, he happened to see the two people fighting, but he found that when Hui Julang used the sword moves, he turned into another person in an instant, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
After bowing, San Chenghuang found that his chest was empty. He looked down and saw a knife mark on his heart, which had also cut through the clothes there and was almost penetrating into his body.
Chen Chuan walked over and took a look, "Mr. Sancheng, are you okay?"
San Cheng Huang quickly turned around, bowed, and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm fine." He looked at Keijuro's body and said with emotion, "That move just now must be the legendary 'Seal Knife'."
"Seal-shaped knife?"
San Cheng Huang nodded, "Yes, the people in Fenglin Pavilion don't focus on spiritual cultivation like we do in Langtao Pavilion, but they also have spiritual skills.
It is said that they can imprint their own sword moves into the minds of their fellow disciples through spiritual fusion. Whenever they challenge a worthy opponent, they can ask their disciples to demonstrate their sword skills on their behalf.
This is both a demonstration and a test. If the opponent can't block it, then there's no need to fight. If he can, then it means he's qualified to fight."
He looked slightly solemn. "Rather than saying it was Keijuro who struck that blow, it would be more accurate to say it was Gong Ying Changxiu from Fenglin Pavilion. Because of the barrier, the essence of the blow couldn't be fully revealed. But if it was Gong Ying Changxiu who struck it personally, I might have been dead."
Chen Chuan nodded slightly and looked at him again: "Why are you here today, Mr. Sancheng?"
Sancheng Huang said, "To be honest, Mr. Chen, I recently received news that Gong Ying Changxiu has arrived in Central City. I believe his target is Mr. Chen, so I have come here specifically to inform you. Please be on guard. This enemy should not be underestimated. What I did just now was just a demonstration of my sincerity."
Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "Mr. Sancheng, by doing this, you are standing opposite Fenglin Pavilion. Aren't you afraid of any trouble that may come later?"
"It doesn't matter."
San Chenghuang said sincerely, "In this world about to change, even insignificant individuals must choose a side, and I feel," he raised his head and said loudly, "that it is right to stand on Mr. Chen's side!"
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(End of this chapter)
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