Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 257 Learned

After a palm-to-palm exchange, the two men flew backwards dozens of feet and landed on the ground. The surging innate true energy in their bodies had subsided.

Guo Jinglong glanced at the half-burnt sleeve and flicked it lightly, turning it into ashes. He looked at Liu Zhenwei with half of his arm exposed and said calmly, "Master Liu has such a powerful Qi. It seems that the True Yang Mysterious Art has reached perfection. No wonder he dares to speak so arrogantly."

"Master Guo, you are not bad either, and your Han Qing Jin is also at full strength," Liu Zhenwei sneered. As he spoke, he lightly clenched his fist, and the layer of ice crystals covering his arm shattered.

In the distance, Guo Sihai secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sat down. It seemed that his father was not at a disadvantage at the moment, and Liu Zhenwei's arrogant words might become a joke.

Chen Xuan had already run far away, four or five miles away from the people, but this distance did not affect his viewing of the battle over there.

However, he observed carefully and found nothing wrong. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. However, when he reached this position, the uneasiness in his heart disappeared, and he could move forward and backward freely no matter what abnormal situation occurred.

"As expected of Xiantian masters who have been famous for many years, they are definitely at the top of their level. Judging from their overwhelming Qi, the gap between me and them is quite large. I estimate it will take a year or two to catch up. Moreover, the skills they practice have their own characteristics. They can only exert 120% of their power when combined with martial arts of the same attributes. Unlike the Ze Yuan Jue I practice, which is moderate and peaceful, it is difficult to exert extraordinary power. Even if our cultivation levels are equal, I will suffer a loss if I use opposing methods against them."

After watching their brief competition, Chen Xuan also analyzed and summarized it in his mind.

Of course, it's not that the Ze Yuan Jue he practiced was weak. Whether it was strong or not depended on the person. The moderate and peaceful Ze Yuan Jue was highly adaptable and could be used in conjunction with almost any martial arts. Although it couldn't exert extraordinary power, it could be used flexibly to achieve victory by cleverness. What he lacked now was experience in fighting the enemy.

He has fought with others only a few times, and almost always crushed them. How could he have any experience to speak of? This time, watching the fight between Liu Zhenwei and Guo Jinglong, and putting himself in the simulation afterwards, he will definitely gain a lot.

"These two have been famous for many years and seem to know each other quite well. This initial competition is just a test of each other's strengths, but it will get serious from now on."

When this thought popped up in Chen Xuan's mind, the two people who were about to separate attacked again as soon as they finished speaking, and it was no longer the pure head-on confrontation like before.

"Having reached this point, I think Sect Leader Guo also understands my purpose. Life and death are determined by fate. Who becomes whose stepping stone depends on their own methods. Come again!"

Liu Zhenwei shouted loudly and punched Guo Jinglong through the air. The overwhelming true energy turned into a red fist mark. The fist mark, which was a few feet long, burned with flames as if it were real. Wherever it passed, the air was distorted, sand and rocks flew, and the power was astonishing.

Such a punch made Jueruo and others look shocked. If they were to ask themselves honestly, Jueruo's body protection Golden Bell Cover would definitely not be able to defend against it. Only if he cultivated to the great perfection realm could he resist it a little.

At the same time, Liu Zhenwei suddenly rushed out, the ground beneath his feet exploded, yellow sand splashed, and a big pit appeared. Then he punched towards Guo Jinglong. His fist had turned into red gold, and magma was flowing under his skin.

"Just in time," Guo Jinglong snorted coldly.

He pointed his finger forward like a sword, and a cold moon-like sword light slashed out, tearing the sky and leaving a gully dozens of meters wide on the sand, and exploding the fist print in the air.

The violent true energy surged, and smoke and dust rose in the area within a radius of ten feet. Liu Zhenwei rushed over and passed through the area, leaving a vacuum channel.

With his eyes fixed, facing Liu Zhenwei's punch that seemed to contain the power of a volcanic eruption, Guo Jinglong did not dare to be careless. He moved forward, and the true energy was gathered at his fingertips to form an icy and sharp sword energy that stabbed straight in the air, intending to use the breaking punch to cripple Liu Zhenwei's hand.

In an instant, the two men's fists and swords collided. There was no earth-shaking sound, only the violent icy and hot true energy sweeping through.

The scene seemed to be frozen for a moment, but neither side could do anything to the other.

"kill!"

Liu Zhenwei suddenly roared, his true energy surged, his fist shone brightly, and he resisted the pressure of Guo Jinglong's finger sword, trying to break his two fingers.

In the fight of fingers against fists, Guo Jinglong was at a disadvantage as both sides had similar skills. How could he let him succeed? He immediately transformed his sword into a palm and fought hard.

But at this moment, Liu Zhenwei put his other hand together with his fingers like a knife, and red clouds flowed on his hand, and he slashed towards Guo Jinglong's neck with a red-gold blade. He kicked Guo Jinglong between the legs like a gangster fighting, without any regard for his face.

Guo Jinglong was experienced in fighting enemies, so how could he let him succeed? He raised the Frost Sword with his left hand and used the scabbard to block his palm knife. He raised his leg to kick away the crotch kick, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of saliva, which turned into an icy and wanton ice sword and shot directly at Liu Zhenwei's face.

Chen Xuan, who witnessed all this, was stunned. For people with their level of cultivation, were close combats so simple and unpretentious?
On second thought, a life-and-death struggle is extremely dangerous, so there is no time to care about being fair and just. Killing the enemy is the main goal.

I've learned it. Liu Zhenwei turned his head to avoid the ice sword, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a red-gold light. In his haste, Guo Jinglong felt his eyes go blank. He never thought that the other party had actually practiced such a pupil technique to launch a sneak attack at close range.

This method is just a surprise attack and does not actually have much killing power. It is naturally impossible to destroy Guo Jinglong's eyes. At most, it can only make him temporarily blind for a moment.

However, in a duel between masters, any momentary advantage can be maximized.

Liu Zhenwei's trick worked. He seized the fleeting opportunity and his fists, which contained terrifying power, immediately turned into a sky full of fist shadows and smashed towards Guo Jinglong. He threw dozens or even hundreds of punches in a breath.

Even though Guo Jinglong was experienced in combat, he was temporarily blinded and blocked most of the attacks with his senses, but was still hit hard on the left shoulder by Liu Zhenwei's punch.

There was a dull thud and a faint sound of broken bones. Guo Jinglong was knocked back like an arrow by the punch. His clothes were torn and an inch-long fist mark was clearly visible on his shoulder, with burn marks on the edge.

His face turned pale and he looked ugly as he was flying backwards in the air wave. His shoulder was injured and he almost couldn't hold the Frost Sword.

"Dad~!" Guo Sihai, who was far away, saw this scene and stood up in shock and spoke nervously.

Before Guo Jinglong could even land on the ground, Liu Zhenwei seized the opportunity to pursue him, laughing wildly, "Master Guo, is this all you have? If so, today is the day you die!"

As he spoke, his inner energy surged, and his whole body seemed to be burning. He caught up with Guo Jinglong like a shadow. The terrifying inner energy transformed into a three-meter-tall giant like red-hot steel outside his body. The big hand pressed down and covered Guo Jinglong, who had not yet landed and adjusted his body.

If this palm strikes solidly, Guo Jinglong will be crippled if not killed, with at least 50% of his combat effectiveness gone. There will probably be no suspense in this battle.

But Lao Guo was not someone to be trifled with. In just a moment, his eyesight had almost recovered. As a swordsman, he was not really good at boxing and kicking.

At the critical moment, he drew his sword in mid-air, and the bright Frost Sword uttered a soft hum as it came out of its sheath. The sword seemed to be made of ice and snow and was almost transparent. The air around the sword was so cold that cold mist and ice crystals rose just by the time it was unsheathed.

Ang~!

There was a faint sound of a dragon's roar, and an icy sword light swept across, turning into a ten-foot-long dragon-shaped sword energy, with scales and claws appearing, all composed of extremely icy and sharp sword energy.

Under the influence of this dragon-shaped sword energy, the palm strike from the fire giant outside Liu Zhenwei's body was torn into pieces, and even the fire giant like red-hot steel was cracking, while the dragon-shaped sword energy was still extremely domineering and hit Liu Zhenwei himself!
His face changed immediately and he used a body protection technique. His whole body turned into red gold. He crossed his hands in front of him, and his true energy gushed out and turned into a huge dark golden shield blocking the front. There was also a ferocious red snake pattern on the shield shadow.

Even so, the domineering dragon-shaped sword energy still shattered the giant shield, and its power was greatly reduced when it hit Liu Zhenwei's red-gold arms. He was cut by the sword and flew backwards with blood spurting out. The sleeves of his hands were torn, and his arms were covered with dense sword marks and bloody flesh.

He flew backwards hundreds of feet with the force of the sword, and when he landed on the ground, he staggered and almost fell, his hands trembling slightly.

As the dragon-shaped sword energy dissipated, Liu Zhenwei, whose mouth was still bleeding, laughed heartily, "Hahaha, Sect Leader Guo, you've finally decided to use your sword. I thought you were going to keep competing with me in fists and feet. What a great Frost Condensation Sword, and what a move you have for the Wandering Dragon Sword Technique. Combined with the Hanqing Jin, it's truly an eye-opener for me!"

Not only was he not frightened or angry by the injury from Guo Jinglong's sword, but he was also aroused with a strong desire to fight.

Guo Jinglong, who had escaped the disaster, had already landed and stood firmly. Standing with his sword in hand, he glanced at the wound on his shoulder and used his internal energy to force out the fiery true energy that burned his veins. His pale face quickly regained color. He looked at Liu Zhenwei and said in a deep voice, "Master Liu is also very skilled. I admire him. He is worthy of being the number one master of the Chongyan Sect."

Even though he defeated Liu Zhenwei with one sword, he actually didn't feel much joy in his heart. He was the first to draw his sword and used his signature skills. What was there to be happy about when he was forced to this point?
The Hanqing Jin he practiced was originally a superior ice-cold skill, which could bring the cold-attributed Youlong Sword Skill to its full potential. With the support of the ice-type magical weapon Ningshuang Sword, the Youlong Sword Skill could be said to be extraordinary. However, even so, Liu Zhenwei only suffered minor injuries!
On the other hand, Liu Zhenwei clearly had not yet made any serious move, and Guo Jinglong suddenly felt the long-lost pressure.

But at this point he had no way to retreat and could only fight to the death. At the same time, this also aroused the fighting spirit in his heart. As the head of the Hanshan Sword Sect, he had not experienced such a fierce battle for a long time.

On the opposite side, Liu Zhenwei secretly practiced his internal energy. Under the rush of hot true energy, icy and sharp sword energy shot out from the wound on his arm and landed on the sand. The area within a radius of several feet was cut by the icy sword energy, leaving cracks of several feet in radius, and ice crystals condensed on the edges.

While doing this, he said with high fighting spirit: "Master Guo, I have long heard of the reputation of the Hanshan Sword Sect's Frost-Condensing Sword. Today I see that it is indeed well-known. The weapon is as powerful as the martial arts. Fortunately, I also prepared in advance, otherwise I would have been killed by the Frost-Condensing Sword today!"

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　I have something to do today, so I am not sure about the third chapter. I am really sorry.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)