Chapter 125 "Command the Gods!"
Death...
The talented swordsman who had become famous in the capital many years ago and was full of vigor and ambition, but whose warrior spirit was interrupted by the then unknown Ma Yan, said this calmly.
The sword in his hand was covered with a light frost and was swung out without any worldly air.
Tsk tsk…
The cold air spread wildly, and he did not choose to approach and chase after the retreating Zhao Duan.
He just swung out an arc of sword energy.
The sword energy, shaped like cold fog and condensed like smoke, broke away from the sword blade and swept silently along the long street like a murderous ghost.
Click, click...
The blue brick ground along the way was covered with a strip of white frost, as straight and thin as a thread.
In a hurry, Zhao Duan lowered his body, supported the ground with his feet, stretched himself straight like a bow, and chopped down the knife in his hand straightly, colliding with the sword energy.
In an instant, the chief sword of the Jisi, which was distributed by the imperial court and forged by the royal swordsmith of the Forging Bureau, was frozen.
Accompanied by a sharp and powerful force that can crush everything in its path.
The metal that had been hammered in the fierce fire let out a low whine and trembled uncontrollably.
Zhao Duan's face changed slightly and he decisively threw away his sword.
The next second, the blade fell straight to the ground and broke into three pieces.
The remaining sword energy hit his chest, and a faint golden light flashed by.
At the critical moment, Zhao Duan used the "Caixia Breathing Method" taught by Taizu to block the lingering sword power.
So strong... Although Zhao Duan was prepared, he still felt a chill in his heart.
"Huh?"
In the distance, Gao Li, who was wearing a mask, exclaimed in surprise.
He seemed to have not expected that the pretty boy, who was a huge difference in realm between him and him, was actually intact.
When he caught a glimpse of the looming glow, he was briefly lost in thought and said softly:
"You actually took the path of the royal family's martial arts."
In the Kuangfu Society, in the assessment of Zhao Duan's strength, he was marked as a suspected worshiper, but the specific details have not yet been ascertained.
Gao Li happened to know a lot about "offering".
Back then, he was so successful and arrogant that he challenged the masters of the imperial palace, but was defeated by an unknown eunuch. In that duel, Ma Yan used this martial art.
Zhao Duan smiled defiantly:
"You have a good eye. Then I will teach you the best martial arts training path in the world."
His body was like an arrow shot from a bow, and instead of retreating, he advanced and attacked again.
While walking, change the rhythm of your breathing, stretch your feet, and stretch your arms.
The image of "The God of War" appeared in his mind, where Taizu of Dayu led him to practice the "Unknown Boxing Technique" on the top of the mountain for a whole month.
It was also the first time that he performed this set of punches in "reality".
As soon as the fist was thrown, the qi in the dantian roared and boiled, and the surging energy followed the thick meridians, attacking the enemy blocking the way with an extremely domineering and wild posture.
In a trance, his figure seemed to overlap with the Taizu in the painting.
A mortal warrior actually dared to punch someone in the Divine Chapter Realm, and his momentum did not decrease but increased. Only the secret teachings of the Xu Dynasty could do this in the world.
"Mountain Attack Fist..."
Memories emerged in Gao Li's eyes beneath the indigo mask.
At this moment, he seemed to be back to the martial arts competition in the palace martial arts arena in the past.
However, Zhao Duan is not the Ma Yan of that time, and Gao Li is no longer the same as he used to be.
"snort!"
At this moment, Gao Li was leisurely, with his left hand behind his waist, and with one hand holding the long sword like a stick, he faced Zhao Duan.
"clang!"
The fist wrapped in light golden light, harder than fine steel, hammered directly on the soft sword.
The sword blade suddenly bent, and then rebounded rapidly. The powerful force was also fed back into Zhao Duan's body, causing him to groan and feel a slight pain.
Zhao Duan ignored it and punched as densely as a net, almost casting a shadow of his fists.
However, Gao Li always kept his left hand behind his back, sometimes retreating and sometimes moving forward.
With his body movements and the sword held in one hand, he managed to block all of Zhao Duan's punches that were as dense as a storm.
There was a heavy rain, but he was not touched by a single drop.
When Zhao Du'an's momentum was about to decline, Gao Li counterattacked decisively, slashing at him with sword after sword, forcing Zhao Du'an to go on the defensive.
The offensive and defensive situations are different!
Only the "clang clang clang" sound of metal collision never stopped, like the rapid drumbeats on the battlefield. Every collision was a battle between life and death.
Gao Li chopped and slashed while saying coldly:
"You've imitated the stance quite well, and have already acquired about 50% of the spirit of Great Yu Taizu. Your body is also well-trained and your martial arts foundation is solid, but it's a bit new, and you look like you haven't fully adapted yet.
What? Could it be that his martial arts foundation was recently reforged?
It's a pity that with such good boxing skills and such a naturally gifted martial arts body, you beat me into this state, so loose and powerless.
If he encounters a warrior in the same mortal realm, he can still act violently.
But if you want to deal with me, you are still far from being able to do it. Which of the Imperial City's worshippers doesn't have a stronger boxing skill than you?"
Zhao Duan remained silent, concentrating on blocking the tricky and strange sword attacks.
He was indeed not proficient in this set of boxing techniques and could not compare with the palace priests.
But he was not discouraged, because Gao Li didn't know that this was only the first time Zhao Duan had performed this set of punches.
What they didn't know was that Zhao Duan had only been on this path of cultivation for two months.
Most of his spare time is spent on other things.
If Gao Li knew that the person in front of him had achieved such results after only using the "Mountain Attack Fist" for the first time, I wonder what he would think.
However, there was no need for Zhao Duan to explain. Although he was at an absolute disadvantage, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
A martial arts master cannot be raised in a greenhouse. True understanding and progress can only be achieved in life-and-death struggles.
At this moment, Zhao Duan even felt a little grateful for Gao Li's arrogance.
During these attacks and defenses, he madly absorbed nourishment from this former genius swordsman.
The posture of resisting the opponent also gradually became calm from the initial panic.
"kindness?"
Gao Li also noticed this change, his eyes changed, and the sword in his hand suddenly became sharp.
But Zhao Duan seemed to have noticed it in advance, and suddenly retreated backwards to keep some distance.
His boots rubbed against the ground, and he suddenly put his left hand behind his waist.
He turned his right hand and pushed out with a palm in an instant.
“Woo woo—”
A strong wind suddenly arose, and at this moment, the dark clouds above the long street seemed to be stirred up. With a palm strike from Zhao Duan, countless wine flags and lanterns fluttered on both sides of the long street.
Flying sand and rolling rocks...
In my mind, there emerged a scene where the Great Yu Emperor swung out a palm wind at the edge of the desert, blowing down the stars in the sky.
The galaxy is upside down.
At this moment, even with Gao Li's experience, he narrowed his eyes unexpectedly.
A sharp palm wind blew away his hat, scattered his hair, and caused his indigo mask to tremble.
His legs were firmly rooted in the ground, like old trees in the forest, with roots deeply embedded in the earth.
Even if the storm passes, it cannot be shaken.
However, the true power of this palm technique passed down from Taizu of Dayu does not lie here.
The palm wind is only one of the factors, blowing the soul is the second.
At this moment, although Gao Li's body was rooted and motionless, one could vaguely see a blurry shadow of his soul being hit by the palm wind, and it seemed like it was about to leave his body.
"return!"
Gao Li suddenly shouted, and the warrior's blood boiled. A faint red light shone from his head, and his soul was forcibly pulled back into his body.
He stood facing the wind, shook his head slightly, and thought to himself, is this your trump card?
It is worthy of being the secret teaching of the Xu Dynasty. Even at the mere mortal stage, he already has such a skill. With this palm, he can dominate his peers.
However, the gap in realm cannot be made up by just one martial art.
The spirit of a warrior in the Divine Chapter Realm is stable, but it is not...
Gao Li was thinking when he suddenly had a strong premonition of danger in his heart!
Alarm bells rang in my mind because the Shenzhang warriors were so alert that they smelled the danger before their five senses.
Gao Li's pupils suddenly contracted.
In the ear, faintly covered by the sound of the wind, a slight sonic boom was caught.
Deep in the pupils, there was also a reflection of a dark golden flying knife that was as fast as lightning, trembling with excitement, and constantly enlarging!
Flying Knife Golden Crow!
At this moment, the top-grade magic weapon that Zhao Duan had hidden in his sleeve and had been secretly accumulating power for a long time, attacked at a terrifying speed under the cover of the palm wind.
At the beginning, Zhao Duan had attacked with a flying knife and cut off Haitang's hair.
At that time, he judged that as long as the other party was not vigilant, he would have the possibility of seriously injuring the Divine Chapter Realm.
So, from the moment he saw Gao Li, he was planning this knife attack.
Everything before was a feint, even the upside-down galaxy was just a cover for the flying knives.
At this moment, the long-planned flying knife was launched after adding the "power accumulation" method taught to him by Ma Yan.
With the strongest power in his current realm, he tore open Gao Li's robe like a meteor, and the white swordsman's suit pierced his heart fiercely!
The wind stopped!
The long street suddenly became quiet.
Gao Li stood where he was, slowly lowered his gaze, and looked at the hilt of the knife at his heart in some astonishment.
The white swordsman's robe embroidered with light-colored cloud patterns slowly turned crimson, like a rose blooming on the snow.
Gao Li stood there in a daze, never expecting that his defense would be breached by a mere mortal.
Success... Zhao Duan was happy at first, but then he frowned slightly.
"laugh!"
At this moment, the power contained in the dark gold flying knife exploded, instantly tearing a fist-sized hole in the blood-stained robe.
Revealing the skin underneath.
The flying knife did embed into Gao Li's chest, but it was much shallower than expected.
I saw that between the robe and the skin, on Gao Li's body surface, there was a thin layer of "air mask".
That was the "body-protecting qi" unique to warriors in the Shenzhang realm, similar to the rosy light mastered by Zhao Duan.
The force of the flying knife was blocked and weakened by this thin layer of energy.
Most of the power was eliminated.
Zhao Duan's heart sank, and his mind turned. The "Golden Crow Flying Knife" was pulled out in an instant as if summoned, and flew back into his hand.
Then, with the infusion of Qi, it expanded and extended into a dark golden short blade.
The wound on Gao Li's chest began to heal slowly.
He then raised his head, his face expressionless:
"That's a beautiful move. I admit, you are more cunning than I thought.
But unfortunately, I am no longer the same person I was back then. Haha, you may be surprised, because most of the warriors of the Divine Chapter, although they can hold up the罡气 to protect their bodies, still need enough time to react.
Your strike was so sudden that I wouldn't have had time to release my inner energy."
After a pause, Gao Li removed his mask and said with a complicated look:
“Back then, I dueled with Ma Yan in the palace. Although he didn’t use any hidden weapons, he was able to defeat me because he used a powerful attack.
At that time, I could have blocked it, but I was just a little bit slow and was defeated.
Later, I left the capital and hid myself in the underworld. I racked my brains, repeatedly deducing for countless days and nights how I could defeat Ma Yan if I had the chance to do it again.
I discovered that the biggest difference between the Royal Martial Arts and other martial arts is its domineering and swiftness.
So I retrained my swordsmanship and figured out how to deal with your protective glow and mountain-attacking fist.
Most importantly, I spent eight years cultivating my protective Qi to the point where it can be released instantly. The moment I sense danger, I will automatically respond and stand up."
Zhao Duan narrowed his eyes.
His mind was frantically recalling the past, searching through the files he had read and the memories of the original owner.
Suddenly locked onto a name:
"Gao Li! You are the retainer that the Second Prince recruited back then, and who later joined the Kuangfu Society!"
Gao Li smiled, raised his hand and took off the indigo ghost mask.
The face of a middle-aged swordsman with dark stubble and a slightly weathered look was revealed.
“Pah.”
Throwing the mask aside, he picked up the Frost Sword in his hand and walked towards Zhao Duan step by step with a cold smile on his face:
"Congratulations, you guessed it right. But unfortunately, it's time for you to go on your way."
At this moment, an indescribable sword aura permeated the air.
Zhao Duan suddenly felt his body become heavy, as if being locked by an invisible force.
He held the dagger, but knew that Gao Li, who was on guard and did not hold back at all, was not someone he, who had only practiced for two months, could fight against.
This is not a fair contest.
However, there was still no fear on Zhao Duan's face. He just exhaled lightly and smiled:
"It's been a long time coming, and it's time to end it."
"What's the meaning?"
Gao Li, who had already stepped about ten feet in front of him, suddenly stopped and raised his eyebrows.
"Nothing," Zhao Duan shook his head, blinked suddenly, and asked:
"By the way, are you good at dealing with warlocks?"
Gao Li was stunned.
Zhao Duan suddenly spread out his empty hand.
In his palm was a silver talisman wet with sweat.
At this moment, the divine talisman with the emblem of the Tianshi Mansion and the Taoist decrees depicted in sky-blue cinnabar and dancing dragons and phoenixes on the front had been quietly torn apart.
On the talisman.
Wisps of breath like green air spread out and rose towards the sky.
It's like the curling green smoke from the burning rhubarb incense in front of the main hall of a Taoist temple.
Zhao Duan spoke:
"Command the gods!"
In an instant, between heaven and earth, a vast, ethereal, and far-reaching majestic force descended out of thin air on this hidden street.
Gao Li's pupils suddenly tightened.
I looked up subconsciously and saw countless blue clouds gathering madly in the sky.
Behind Zhao Duan, in the rising green smoke, a Taoist figure emerged silently. He was a hundred feet tall, wearing a five-colored Taoist robe, a yin-yang crown on his head, holding a whisk in his hand, and overlooking the world.
There is no joy or sorrow in the eyes of a Taoist, and heaven and earth are unkind.
It was the manifestation of "Heavenly Way", the Supreme Taoist Master!
(End of this chapter)
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