Chapter 509: As I Know
Chapter 509: As I Know
Inside the processing bureau, the light curtain showed the current scene of Chen Chuan and San Chenghuang.
The bureau is paying close attention to the fight between the two people. Lang Tao Pavilion is well-known overseas, and San Cheng Huang is also a famous fighter overseas. They think that this will be a strong opponent for Chen Chuan.
In order to prevent the two from being disturbed and to prevent other forces from interfering secretly, they blocked the news in advance and deployed a number of secret sentries around.
So far, no one except the handling bureau knows that the two have made an appointment to fight here.
The square outside the Temple of Moshen is very wide, and the bricks and stones underfoot feel solid. This is because the temple itself has produced a third-level fighter, and these bricks and stones are specially made.
San Chenghuang looked at Chen Chuan in front of him, slowly raised his hand, grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist, clenched his five fingers, and looked like he was about to pull it out, but after a while, he suddenly exhaled, loosened his hand, and then bowed deeply to Chen Chuan:
"please forgive!"
Chen Chuan was surprised and asked, "What does Mr. Sancheng mean by this?"
San Cheng Huang bowed again and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I admit defeat!"
Chen Chuan couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He looked at his opponent and said slowly, "How come Mr. Sancheng thinks you've lost before we even started fighting?"
San Chenghuang said very seriously: "There is no need to fight. It's just that the first time I saw Chen Jun today, I knew that I was no match for him. I lost this match."
Chen Chuanshuo said: "If Mr. Sancheng said so, then this battle seems unnecessary."
San Chenghuang said: "Ah, please forgive me for making a decision that disappointed Mr. Chen for the sake of my life, but..."
His voice gradually became louder and he pulled out the knife from his waist.
"But if this is just a sparring match, and not a life-and-death fight, I believe Mr. Chen will not take my life. In that case, I consider myself a very good sparring partner!"
The people from the Processing Bureau looked at each other in bewilderment in front of the light curtain. They had originally thought that it would be a brutal fight, but they never expected to face such a scene.
Someone frowned and said, "What's going on with this Sanchenghuang? Is he deliberately deceiving Captain Chen so that he can relax and then attack him when he is not paying attention?"
“It’s not impossible.”
Most fighters have the character of being fearless and fearless. Few of them would admit defeat before a fight. Moreover, San Chenghuang has traveled thousands of miles to find an opponent. Would he be willing to admit defeat before the fight even starts?
Everyone felt that there seemed to be another conspiracy here, and some people couldn't help but worry about Chen Chuan.
"Captain Chen, please don't be fooled."
"Yes, hurry up and remind Captain Chen."
But some people scoffed at this. Captain Chen had dealt with so many powerful opponents since he entered the handling bureau. How could he be deceived by such a trick? There was no need to worry about him.
At this moment on the square, Chen Chuan said: "I rarely see fighters like Mr. Sancheng."
San Cheng Huang said: "Nothing, a man who knows the current situation is a hero."
He paused, "My fighting philosophy has always been like this. When a fighter encounters a strong opponent, he must know how to give up and not face an opponent he cannot face just for the sake of momentary enthusiasm.
My teacher therefore dislikes me and thinks that I am unable to master the true secrets of the academy. Junior Brother Jiancheng may be the one with the greatest potential, but he has now fallen. If all the disciples who can master the secrets are gone and I am the only one left, then who else can the teacher teach the secrets to except me?
It can be seen that no matter how strong the secret teachings, beliefs, and reputation are, they are not as good as a temporary survival."
Chen Chuan could feel that San Chenghuang had directly let go of his own spirit and field, and that these words were extremely consistent with his spirit, which showed that this was the truth he practiced himself and what he really meant by heart.
He thought for a moment, then looked at him and said slowly, "Mr. Sancheng is not without faith. Rather, compared to those lofty and vague goals, Mr. Sancheng has chosen a down-to-earth path."
San Chenghuang said excitedly: "Mr. Chen understands me!"
Chen Chuan looked at Sanchenghuang. What he said was right. Although there was no way they could have a hearty fight, he was indeed an excellent sparring partner.
Such an opponent is very useful for tempering one's spirit. Although Hongfu is better, no matter how much strength is improved, she will not really cause him any harm. This is determined by the mechanism of the academy.
But if San Chenghuang had the chance to hurt him, would he hold back?
He raised the Xuejun Knife, held it horizontally in front of him, and gently moved the scabbard aside, "Then let's get started."
Sancheng Huang held the knife with both hands, put the blade in front, and slowly raised it. The sleeves on his arms slid down, revealing arms as solid as iron.
After a pause, he let out a loud shout, and suddenly crossed the space between the two people and slashed over with a knife!
Chen Chuan raised Xuejun's sword, and before the two swords touched, Sanchenghuang suddenly turned the sword flexibly and moved towards his side.
However, Xue Jun's sword changed at the same time. He held the sword's spine with his other hand, turned it, and pressed down to block his way. San Cheng Huang's sword shook and he jumped back to avoid it.
Chen Chuan immediately realized that San Chenghuang was trying his best to avoid contact with his Xue Jun sword. He immediately took advantage of this and stepped forward to slash several times.
San Chenghuang kept dodging, and because the knife in his hand was almost unusable, he seemed very passive. After just a few slashes, Xue Jun put the knife on his neck.
Chen Chuan held the long sword and asked, "Why do you keep avoiding fighting, Mr. Sancheng?" Sancheng Huang said helplessly, "Because the god in my heart told me in advance that I must not clash with your sword. That would only lead to my defeat faster, so I can only retreat."
"The God in my heart?"
San Cheng Huang said: "Junior Brother Jian Cheng has only cultivated to the realm of 'God knows, I don't know', but I have cultivated to the realm of 'Knowing as if God knows'. Before the enemy meets, I can instantly distinguish the victory or defeat of the enemy and myself, and can also judge what cannot be done. I follow this mind, so I am passive everywhere.
The reason why I conceded defeat is also because of this heart."
Chen Chuan thought about it and realized that San Chenghuang's spiritual perception did have some tricks. If he clashed with Xue Jun's sword, the opponent's sword might indeed be damaged.
Since it is a competition rather than a fight of life and death, we naturally need to take some things into consideration.
He drew his sword back, reached out and closed the boundary, then looked up and asked, "Mr. Sancheng, first determine what can and cannot be done. Is this the secret of your Langtao Pavilion?"
San Cheng Huang nodded and said, “This is indeed the inheritance of my Lang Tao Pavilion, but the methods vary from person to person, and what they feel and know may not be the same.
As far as I know, some people in the world are born with spiritual strengths. As long as they embark on spiritual practice and receive a certain amount of guidance, they will develop some special spiritual abilities.
For example, my senior brother, Bian Yue Yizhen, as soon as he entered the door, he could sense the opponent's location from a very long distance. No matter where the opponent went, he could not escape.
Some people are able to foresee danger in advance and take evasive measures. If I had this ability, I might not even challenge Chen Jun to a duel."
Chen Chuan nodded slightly, as if Tie Yao was also such a person.
This person is able to sense danger in advance and avoid it in time. The reason why he can make such a great reputation and always escape from encirclement and suppression is partly due to this mental ability.
"But my teacher has always emphasized that there is no need to pursue these things, because as your practice increases, you will slowly stimulate your own unique talents."
San Chenghuang felt a little ashamed when he said this, "It's a pity that I haven't mastered it yet."
Chen Chuan smiled and said, "I believe that Mr. Sancheng will be able to master it sooner or later." With Sanchenghuang's belief in surviving for the time being, he is destined to live longer than others. As long as he can survive, there is always hope.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of a question that interested him, so he asked, "According to what Mr. Sancheng said, if you feel that you can win, can you definitely defeat your opponent?"
San Chenghuang answered seriously: "At least such a firm belief in my heart is not empty. You must know that spirit will become a substantial force."
Chen Chuan thought about it and nodded.
At this moment, he already vaguely felt that, leaving aside the spiritual skills, when the spirit reaches a certain level, it can feed back into the material, making people more accurate, faster, and more powerful.
Perhaps when your spirit reaches a certain level, you will be able to do things that seemed impossible in the past.
He said: "I remember Jian Chengsheng slashed me with his sword at the end, and it was powerful enough to hurt someone from a distance."
San Chenghuang was suddenly a little surprised, "Slashing through the air? That means he used the 'God of Sword'."
He said with emotion: "I thought that Junior Brother Jian Cheng would need a few more years of practice before he could use this move in actual combat. It seems that Junior Brother Jian Cheng is improving very quickly."
At the beginning, he only heard that Jian Chengsheng was defeated by Chen Chuan, but he didn't know the specific details of the fight between the two. From now on, he has underestimated both of them.
What Chen Chuan thought was that what Chengsheng showed that day might not be entirely his own strength, and Gao Tianyu Yuxin should have played a part in it.
He asked again: "Can Mr. Sancheng perform the one-knife strike?"
San Cheng Huang said very frankly: "I can use it, but I won't use it because the sword contains the teacher's blood and alienated tissue.
I am full of fear for my teacher, not just respect and admiration like some of my fellow students. This may be a case of active mental rejection. If I force it, I don’t know what problems will arise, and even if I use it, it may not be pure. "
He thought for a moment, "Perhaps I will use it in a life-or-death crisis, but before that moment, I don't know what choice I will make. Perhaps I will just accept death calmly."
Chen Chuanshuo said: "Mr. Sancheng's spiritual practice is more profound than your junior brother, but if you just avoid fighting, then today's competition seems meaningless."
San Chenghuang's expression became serious. "I still have some simple skills. If Mr. Chen wants to see them, I can use them. I just want to thank you for showing mercy just now."
Chen Chuan picked up the knife again and said slowly: "This is exactly what I want to see."
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(End of this chapter)