Chapter 510: Shiomi

Chapter 510: Shiomi

Chapter 510: Shiomi
San Chenghuang straightened his posture, and his aura rose sharply, like the rising tide. But after just a moment, the aura fell like the ebbing tide, and converged to almost nothingness.

It was as if the place and the entire spirit had 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 skill is called 'Resurrection Dive'. I have only just mastered it. It requires divine power to push it forward when attacking or defending. It cannot be sustained for too long. Mr. Chen, be careful."

As he spoke, he raised the knife, and almost at the moment when the sound of wind passed 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, 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 the moment, it felt as if it was no weaker than the Iron Monster after its explosion. Moreover, at the moment of contact, a spiritual force 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 fight back immediately.

San Chenghuang was obviously very experienced, but his spirit retreated as soon as the first blow was made, and he did not go deeper. After the first blow missed, he swung again with the second blow. There seemed to be a unique skill in his sword, which 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 from the sword, Chen Chuan realized that the sword seemed to have the ability to accumulate momentum. Not only the power of the sword, 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 him continue to use it.

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 only 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 superior to that of the opponent, and he blocked the sword's momentum that was 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 had no way of blocking in time, but a burst of strength suddenly burst out from his body, driving him to retreat backwards, and he blocked Chen Chuan's subsequent slashes without any error.

He just used the secret "Shiomi Style" of the Langtaokan, which can accumulate strength and momentum during attack and defense. Every move can accumulate a little strength, and when it is accumulated to the maximum, it will rush out like a raging tide. However, if it is difficult to launch an attack, he can also use it for defense.

And now, after blocking seven swords in a row, the strength he had previously accumulated 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 based on 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, if he couldn't find an opportunity to fight quickly after doing this, he would be at a great disadvantage. However, this was just a competition, not a win or loss, 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 great 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 their 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 an ordinary fighter can endure.

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 would normally not be able to withstand a blow from the power of a pure spiritual power.

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 I were God". There is no need to think about whether to advance or retreat, and he can just fight the enemy following the guidance of the God in his heart.

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 because he simply sensed the danger in advance and therefore never invaded.

Unless the opponent he encounters has better physical fitness than his opponent like him, he will be almost invincible before his mental strength is exhausted.

After the two men had been fighting for about half an hour, San Chenghuang suddenly took a step back, put down his knife, and said loudly: "Mr. Chen, please stop. My energy and blood are almost exhausted, and I can't hold on any longer." Chen Chuan smiled. Although San Chenghuang said that he couldn't hold on any longer, one could tell from his strong voice that he still had some room to spare. However, at this point in the fight, if there was no life or death, continuing would be a pure fight of exhaustion. There was really no need to continue.

He pulled back the knife, nodded and said, "Thank you for your teaching, Mr. Sancheng. I have benefited a lot from it."

San Chenghuang 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 my honor to fight with Mr. Chen."

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 he walked forward solemnly and handed it back to Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan took it and nodded, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Sancheng."

Sanchenghuang bowed again.

Chen Chuan sheathed his sword and looked around. The two men had not been too cautious when fighting just now, but there was not much damage here.

Even though they didn't use all their strength, the solidity of the Mo Temple was evident.

For a place like this, it would probably cost a huge amount of money just to demolish it. Moreover, it is far away from the city center, almost on the edge of the city. No wonder it has not been used again until now.

However, it would be a good idea to use this place to build a fighting gym specifically for internal exchanges and competitions.

San Chenghuang had also packed his clothes and weapons at this moment. 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. In fact, they don’t really believe in this god, but for the sake of their family, they are willing to do this day after day. Even when they go abroad, they don’t change this habit. Although they worship different gods, their intentions are the same. ”

Chen Chuan nodded, but he heard something different from Sanchenghuang's tone and said, "Mr. Sancheng, what's the matter? Have you seen a god overseas?"

"I have seen some things that seem to be magical." San Chenghuang showed a look of reminiscence and said, "Later I learned that it might be some kind of mutated creature, and it seemed to be affected by something on the other side, and a pair of children had to be sacrificed every month.

I remember when I was six or seven years old, I followed the villagers to participate in the sacrificial ceremony. I saw that thing crawling up from the beach. It was like a pool of wet mud, covering the entire beach. At that time, I heard and saw many illusions..."

Then he saw a flash of knife light, as if the illusory world was 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 incredibly 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, recalling the scene of that day, the gloomy clouds, the surging waves and the children's shrill screams, still made him shudder.

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: "Sensei has surpassed the realm of 'God One' and is now a sword master who has inherited the name of 'Gate Keeper'."

"God and I are one"?
Sanjo Huang explained: "This is a higher level than 'As I know God'. God is me, I am God, my body and soul are unobstructed, and I can do whatever I want. Once you reach this level, you will be on the road to breaking through the limit.

The secret teachings behind this are the true essence of Langtao Pavilion. Unfortunately, only the previous owners of the pavilion are qualified to practice it. I am afraid I will never see it."

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" may refer to a fighter. After all, many places overseas still maintain the name of the old era.

And only with such an identity can one support a strong fighting gym.

He said, "I have learned a lot today, Mr. Sancheng. I will ask you for advice another day."

San Chenghuang bowed slightly and said, "I will stay in Jibei Road for a while. I have learned a lot from sparring with Mr. Chen. If Mr. Chen has any advice, I will be at your service at any time."

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(End of this chapter)