Playing with fantasy beasts in the martial arts world

Chapter 63 My First Battle Alone

"It seems that the only way to escape is to capture this kid in front of us!" Huo Du quickly made a judgment, so he took the initiative to wave and said to Cha Nan in a flippant manner, "Since you want to fight me, then show me your best skills so that your grandpa can give you some pointers."

Huo Du wasn't originally so rude. Although he was a Mongol prince, he had studied Han culture with Han teachers since childhood. At least on the surface, he seemed more like a refined young nobleman. However, after playing the role of a beggar for many years and associating with all sorts of people, his behavior and speaking style changed over time.

Cha Nan drew his longsword and, following Qi Shaoshang's instructions, assumed a stance of charging forward with his sword drawn.

Looking at Cha Nan's serious and methodical demeanor, Huo Du became even more convinced that the guy in front of him was an inexperienced newcomer to the martial arts world, and his contempt for him grew even stronger. However, before he could continue to make sarcastic remarks, he saw a silver light rushing straight towards him.

"Damn it! How can this guy move so fast?" In the blink of an eye, Huo Du quickly dodged Cha Nan's sword with a swift iron bridge move, and at the same time raised his leg to kick straight at Cha Nan's heart.

Cha Nan changed her footwork, nimbly flipping to the side to avoid the kick, and at the same time adjusted her angle, thrusting her longsword straight at him again.

This sword strike was faster because the distance was shorter.

The One-Word Sword Technique is simple and clear, lacking in fancy variations, so it naturally excels in speed and power.

Unlike the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, which relies on specific internal energy to dramatically increase movement, speed, and sword-wielding speed, the One-Word Sword Technique is simple in its moves in order to build momentum through repeated thrusts.

That is, each sword strike involves building up momentum, so although it is always a single thrust, each strike is faster than the last.

Until it exceeds the limit of control and I can no longer hold the sword in my hand.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, as long as there is enough control, the condensed sword momentum can continue to accumulate, which is why this sword technique is almost comparable to a supreme martial art.

Of course, this is only in theory.

After all, even if one has sufficient control, an ordinary sword is not enough to withstand too much condensed energy.

At this moment, Huo Du, facing Cha Nan's sword thrusting at him again, had an iron fan fly out from his sleeve. This fan was made of fine steel and looked like a light weapon, but it actually weighed nearly twenty pounds. When it was struck with internal force, even a master of internal strength would inevitably suffer broken bones and tendons if it landed on flesh and blood.

Faced with Cha Nan's sword, Huo Du opened his fan, which acted like a small shield, blocking Cha Nan's sword and wedging it between the fan ribs. He then immediately spun the fan around the sword, twisting the longsword in Cha Nan's hand into a pretzel shape. Huo Du then moved quickly and grabbed at Cha Nan's throat with a claw.

He is indeed a top-notch expert. Even if he is at the bottom of the top tier, his skills and fighting experience are far superior to those of Cha Nan, a mere recruit.

Cha Nan remained calm, relying on her excellent agility to entangle with Huo Du, moving away while keeping close to his shadow.

Huo Du tried various methods, but could only watch Cha Nan slip away from him each time, which made him extremely annoyed.

Is having great agility something to be proud of?
"Didn't you want to experience real combat?"

"Just running doesn't count as real combat!" Huo Du, unable to catch Cha Nan within his limited space, could only provoke her, trying to disrupt Cha Nan's rhythm while observing her every step, attempting to discern the underlying patterns.

Cha Nan has a very good mindset and is not provoked at all.

Just kidding. On the sports field, it's not really a matter of "friendship first, competition second." What kind of trash talk doesn't happen behind the scenes? Can Cha Nan really stand this kind of provocation?

It can be said that without a strong heart, one cannot become an outstanding athlete.

Whether Cha Nan is outstanding as a sports student and athlete is another matter, but she certainly has a strong mentality.

Huo Du was observing his movements, and he was also observing Huo Du's various small details, trying to learn from them what suited him. For example, although Huo Du was constantly using a claw technique to try to catch him, the folding fan he held in his other hand always contained the means to strike with lightning speed, and could change moves and stances in an instant.

This is the composure of a seasoned veteran. Novices in the martial arts world like to stick to one set of skills until they die. Even if they are quick-witted and talented, they will abandon the fixed moves and adopt a spontaneous approach, where the moves may end but the intention remains.

Only seasoned veterans are always prepared with at least two different martial arts techniques. These two techniques are completely different in style, moves, and methods. Once an opponent finds a weakness, they can immediately change their moves, turning passivity into initiative and disadvantage into advantage.

Cha Nan wanted to learn this technique so that, in addition to the One-Word Sword Technique, he could habitually connect it with another martial art of a completely different style, which he could insert and use at any time.

"Come and take over!" Cha Nan shouted, his footwork shifting as he stepped aside.

At the same time, Fang Dongbai drew his sword and blocked Huo Du's two consecutive killing moves. No matter how Huo Du changed his tactics, Fang Dongbai's fast sword could always respond to the same changes, and he was one step ahead of him, stopping his moves before they reached their peak power.

Such a crushing defeat, with strength far exceeding his own level, made Huo feel so uncomfortable he wanted to vomit blood.

As for Cha Nan, he had already stepped aside, shook hands with a fragment of Palu ore, and began to recover his energy.

Using movement techniques in combat and training and learning movement techniques in daily life are completely different in terms of energy expenditure.

In this light, the movement technique taught by Yang Guo is still inferior to Lingbo Weibu. After all, Lingbo Weibu has remarkable effects on qi recovery and even qi cultivation, and its endurance is quite impressive even in battle.

After catching his breath, Cha Nan shouted again, "Get back!"

He then picked up an iron sword from the ground and charged at Huo Du.

Huo Du was furious.

You brat! How dare you insult me ​​like this?
Cha Nan didn't care what Huo Du thought. Having experienced being strangled by a sword before, he was more agile and nimble with his sword this time. He often didn't confront Huo Du head-on, but instead seized the opportunity, and his sword would dart out like a venomous snake.

Swords are mostly designed for lightness and agility; engaging in direct confrontation with an opponent's heavy or blunt weapon is never the initial choice.

After exchanging seven or eight more moves with Huo Du, Cha Nan and Huo Du followed the same pattern again, stepping back a few steps to create distance and let Fang Dongbai take the lead.

Huo Du, who had been anticipating this move, suddenly flung out his iron fan, which drew an arc and flew towards Fang Dongbai. At the same time, his speed increased dramatically, and he stretched out his arms to lock onto Cha Nan, his face contorted with rage.

Bang!
The enraged Fiery Bull rammed into Huo Du, sending him flying more than ten meters away, where he crashed into a screen wall in the Liu residence.

A protruding human figure was immediately imprinted on the back of the screen wall.

Huo Du's body went limp, his bones and muscles buckled, and he slid off the screen wall, landing face down on the ground, spitting out three mouthfuls of blood.

This time, he was truly seriously injured.

If Cha Nan hadn't made the Blazing Bull hold back and hadn't used its fire-based special attack, Huo Du would have already been either stuck to the bone or burned to a crisp.

puff···!
Huo Du coughed up a large amount of blood again, his face as white as paper. He looked up at Cha Nan, who was standing beside the huge red bull, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"Save me... I can even help you practice your skills!" Huo Du said, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)