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Just in time.

Lin Pingzhi and Daoist Tiansong have already exchanged several blows!

Tian Song Dao Ren is the junior brother of Tian Men Dao Ren, the head of the Taishan Sect. In today's martial arts world, he can be considered a seasoned veteran with rich experience and extensive knowledge.

With this mindset, seeing that Lin Pingzhi looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, he unconsciously became complacent and didn't take the young man in front of him seriously at all.

How could a boy of this age compare to a martial arts veteran like myself, unless he started learning martial arts in the womb? A single serious sword strike would be enough to teach him a lesson!

Tian Song Daoist's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly thrust out his sword.

This sword strike was incredibly fast in its initial strike and retracted with lightning speed; it was precisely the essence of the Mount Tai sword technique – "Soaring Peaks Across the Sky".

However, Lin Pingzhi is no longer the same as before. Although he has only been training with Qian Chen for a short time, his martial arts skills are so exquisite that his growth rate is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Faced with Tian Song Dao Ren's ruthless attack, he remained calm and did not rush to attack. Instead, he used the agile movements of the Nine Yin Manual to nimbly dodge the sword's edge.

"What impressive footwork!"

Master Tiansong's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise him.

But while he may praise her, he shows no mercy when it comes to actually doing things.

He turned around, lowered his body slightly, and thrust his long sword diagonally. When the sword tip was still five feet away from Lin Pingzhi's right shoulder, the sword's momentum suddenly changed, instantly circling and aiming straight for the vital point on Lin Pingzhi's left heart.

"What a brilliant move, 'Bright Moon Without Clouds'! Master Uncle, your swordsmanship is superb!"

Chi Baicheng cheered loudly, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

The precision of that sword strike was undeniably masterful!

However, the snake-like creature was most adept at maneuvering and dodging. When the sword seemed unavoidable, Lin Pingzhi twisted his body and managed to avoid the sword of the Heavenly Pine Daoist at an unusual angle.

Chi Baicheng was speechless and fell silent.

Lin Pingzhi easily countered two consecutive killing moves, and Tian Song Dao Ren felt humiliated. He no longer held back and followed his sword, turning left and right, becoming more and more rapid as he used the Taishan School's ultimate technique—the Eighteen Bends of Taishan!

This sword technique was created by a renowned master of the Taishan School in the past. He observed that the Eighteen Bends below the Three Gates of Taishan were a winding and treacherous path, with a turn every five steps and a return every ten steps, so he incorporated the terrain into his sword technique, which is also a wonderful lightness skill.

The Eighteen Bends of Mount Tai rise higher and higher, becoming increasingly dangerous, just as the sword techniques on this path become increasingly rapid and ruthless.

"Well done!"

Lin Pingzhi shouted loudly, his whole being extremely excited.

He couldn't help but recall the helplessness he felt when he was being overwhelmed by Yu Renyan outside Fuzhou City. Compared to his current ease under Tiansong Daoren's sword, an indescribable sense of accomplishment welled up within him!

By this point in their match, he had gained confidence!

Lin Pingzhi stopped being careful to defend and dodge, clenched his fists, and took the initiative to attack Tiansong Daoist with the Great Subduing Demon Fist.

While the swordplay of the Eighteen Bends of Mount Tai is undoubtedly ruthless and the footwork exquisite, Lin Pingzhi's Snake-like and Leaping Swordsmanship is even more agile, which is why he has not yet achieved anything significant.

On the contrary, Lin Pingzhi pressed forward relentlessly, using the Great Subduing Demon Fist to force Tian Song Daoist into a series of defeats.

Tian Song Dao Ren was horrified and felt increasingly frustrated the more he fought.

"This young man uses incredibly powerful and fierce boxing techniques!"

By now, Tian Song Dao Ren had unknowingly lost his will to fight Lin Pingzhi.

If word gets out about today's fight, and he, Taishan Tiansong, can't even defeat a greenhorn, how will he ever establish himself in the martial arts world? Does he have no shame?

Daoist Tiansong forcibly calmed his mind, his right hand pointing the long sword diagonally downwards, while his left hand was counting down the five fingers from one to five, clenching into a fist; then he extended his thumb, then his index finger, until all five fingers were fully extended, then bent his thumb and index finger, and then his middle finger.

It is the most profound and exquisite skill among the Taishan School of swordsmanship—

How about Mount Tai!

The key lies not in the swordplay with the right hand, but in the arithmetic with the left hand.

The left hand makes calculations, taking into account the enemy's location, martial arts style, body size, weapon size, and even the height of the sunlight. The calculations are extremely complex, but once the calculations are accurate, the sword strike will hit the mark every time.

While dodging the punches, Daoist Tiansong was calculating, his left hand almost smoking from rubbing together, and cold sweat dripping from his forehead, but he just couldn't figure out where Lin Pingzhi's weakness was.

"No, he's attacking too aggressively!"

"It's impossible to calculate!"

The more anxious a person is, the more likely they are to make mistakes!

Although the Great Subduing Demon Fist is exquisite, Lin Pingzhi's internal strength is ultimately no match for Daoist Tiansong. If he is patient and uses his profound internal strength to fight Lin Pingzhi, he will eventually be able to drag the fight out until Lin Pingzhi is exhausted and unable to win.

However, Daoist Tiansong insisted on proving himself wrong and wanted to win using the Mount Tai sword technique, which was a classic case of turning the tables.

Lin Pingzhi was quite talented in martial arts, so he naturally wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass him by. He seized the opening that Tian Song Dao Ren had made and threw a powerful punch.

boom---

Master Tiansong crashed into a doorpost, his head buzzing, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Uncle-Master Tiansong, are you alright?"

Chi Baicheng hurriedly stepped forward and helped Tiansong up.

Tiansong shook his head, barely managing to recover.

He grabbed Chi Baicheng's hand, his eyes wide, and with a death-defying air, he instructed, "The demonic sect members are highly skilled in martial arts and outnumber us. Baicheng, I'll hold them off. You go to the Liu residence immediately and ask our sect leader for reinforcements."

After saying that, Tiansong threw Chi Baicheng out.

Chi Baicheng dared not delay for even a moment, and rushed towards the Liu residence with his head down, mentally calculating the many experts currently in the Liu residence: Uncle Liu of the Hengshan Sect, Uncle Dingyi of the Hengshan Sect, his own sect leader Tianmen Daoist, and Yu Canghai, the sect leader of the Qingcheng Sect...

Oh, and the Huashan Sect Leader, Yue Buqun, the Gentleman Sword, and the masters of the Songshan Sect are also on their way!

All the masters of the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sects are here. We can easily wipe out this mere demonic villain! Uncle Tiansong, you must hold on!

Daoist Tiansong had no idea what Chi Baicheng was thinking. He rubbed the spot on his chest that Lin Pingzhi had punched, which was now sore, and used his sword as a crutch to straighten himself up again.

He glanced at Lin Pingzhi, who was full of fighting spirit, and couldn't help but feel a little reluctant to retreat. His gaze swept around the room and finally settled on Qian Chen, who was sitting in the main seat.

"This young man has an extraordinary temperament, but his aura is barely perceptible. He must be an ordinary person without any cultivation."

"However, this person sits in the main seat, clearly indicating a very high status. If we can capture him, it will make these demonic cultists hesitant and fearful, enough to stall until Senior Brother Tianmen arrives with reinforcements!"

A hint of hesitation flashed in Tian Song Daoist's eyes. "To attack ordinary people with no cultivation whatsoever... if word gets out, it will somewhat damage my reputation in the martial arts world!"

But the next second, he successfully convinced himself.

"This man is also a henchman of the Sun Moon Demonic Cult; everyone has the right to kill him. Why should I talk about chivalry with them?"

With his mind made up, his gaze locked onto Qian Chen.

Silently gathering strength, preparing for a devastating blow!

have to say.

This is an extremely bold idea!

Taoist Tiansong is quite a talented person!

May the Heavenly Venerable grant boundless blessings!

Why is he always able to accurately pick the wrong option?