Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

Fuya immediately retreated.

Amos and the others retreated more than ten steps, clearing the space in front of the cliff.

Xilun held the gun in one hand, with the tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

"Ready?"

Lancelot said in a cold voice:

"I'd like to see where you stole your Overturning Sea Technique from."

Before he finished speaking, he had already slashed out with his sword.

The blade tore through the mountain wind, and the chilling air condensed into a ten-foot-long, gleaming white blade of light, heading straight for Xilun's shoulder and neck.

Xilun didn't move his feet, but simply raised his gun to block.

clang!

Swords and spears clashed.

The deafening clang of metal echoed between the cliffs.

Ice shards and lightning exploded simultaneously.

Lancelot felt as if the blade had slashed into a bottomless sea. As soon as the first wave of force pressed down, the second and third waves of energy surged out from the depths of the gun.

His wrist sank, and the rock beneath his feet cracked open with a crash.

Xilun spun the gun barrel as he did so.

The spear tip swung like a sea serpent's tail, sweeping across Lancelot's ribs.

Lancelot parried with his sword, using the force of the impact to slide half a meter to the side.

The anger in his eyes lessened, replaced by a hint of seriousness.

"Good marksmanship."

"It's truly remarkable that you've honed your basic marksmanship to such a high level at such a young age."

"Unfortunately, they went astray."

Xilun did not answer.

He took a step forward, and the Thunder Spear suddenly thrust out.

The spearhead initially moved smoothly, but when it reached three feet in front of Lancelot, it suddenly split into seven.

Each spear thrust carried a continuous, surging force, sealing off the shoulders, throat, chest, and abdomen.

Lancelot swung his sword to block the attacks.

clang!clang!clang!

Seven loud bangs almost overlapped.

Lancelot forcefully shattered the six spear shadows with his Frost Tide Blade Technique, but the last spear grazed his sleeve.

The tough fabric tore silently, revealing a faint bloodstain on the surface of the arm.

Fuya's expression changed slightly.

Amos also dropped the relaxed expression on his face.

Judging from the previous clashes, Wu Shisan not only did not fall into a disadvantageous position, but also subtly gained the initiative.

Lancelot took a deep breath, and the cold air on the surface of the blade suddenly surged.

"Based solely on your marksmanship, you certainly qualify for entry into the inner court."

"Unfortunately, it's not enough."

He gripped the knife with both hands and stomped on the ground.

An ice tiger formed from condensed cold air leaped out from behind, rushing towards Xilun with a blizzard-like flash of blades.

The image of the white tiger was reflected in Xilun's eyes.

The Great Thunder Sound Breathing Technique was slowly activated within the body.

Boom!

My heart was pounding.

Blue-white lightning surged from the arm into the gun.

The next moment, a slender yet exceptionally bright golden bolt of lightning burst forth from the tip of the spear.

Thunder roared and exploded between the cliffs!

Amos and the others' expressions changed drastically.

As Lancelot looked at the familiar bolt of lightning, his doubts finally began to waver.

"This marksmanship..."

Lightning spread outwards along the spearhead.

What started as a thin thread quickly transformed into more than a dozen intersecting electric arcs.

Amidst a blend of bluish-white and golden light, a phantom of a thunder eagle spread its wings, its sharp cry piercing the icy mountain wind as it charged head-on towards the oncoming giant icy tiger.

boom!

Thunder Eagle and Ice Tiger collided in mid-air.

A violent shockwave exploded between the two, sending rocks flying from the cliff edge, only to shatter into dust amidst the lightning and chill.

Amos and the others quickly circulated their energy to protect their bodies.

Even after retreating more than ten steps, the bearded man felt as if he had been hit in the chest with a heavy hammer, and his feet involuntarily slid backward.

"What kind of marksmanship is that?"

His face was pale.

The man with the short gun was speechless.

He originally thought that Xilun easily killed his companion at Qingshiyi because the man was unprepared.

Now that he had witnessed Xiren and Lancelot's fight, he realized that the other party had not actually used much of his strength at the time.

If it had been not two assassins, but all the pursuers from Mad Dragon Cave who appeared in the room, the outcome would probably have been no different.

In the arena, the illusory image of the Ice Tiger let out a low roar.

The Thunder Eagle's wings trembled incessantly, and golden lightning sliced ​​through the ice crystals like sharp blades.

After a few breaths of stalemate, the two illusory figures exploded simultaneously.

A thick white mist and electric arcs enveloped half of the mountain cliff.

Lancelot blocked the aftershocks with his sword, his eyes filled with growing doubt.

"Thunderbolt Spear Technique?"

He had heard of this marksmanship from the monastery's library tower.

The cultivation is extremely difficult. Even if an ordinary disciple obtains the cultivation technique, it would be very difficult to condense lightning power to this extent at the third stage.

Xilun did not answer.

He pierced through the still-lingering icy fog and thrust his spear straight into Lancelot's chest.

This shot was fired without thunder or a flurry of gunfire.

All the power was concentrated at the tip of the spear.

Lancelot's pupils contracted sharply, and he slashed out with his Cold Tide Blade.

The blade landed precisely on the side of the spear tip, attempting to deflect the Thunder Spear to the side.

But at the very moment of contact, a powerful force, as thick as a deep-sea current, suddenly erupted.

The first surge of energy was deflected by the blade.

Then came the second and third layers.

The layers of power surged without pause, wave after wave.

Lancelot felt a numbness in his right arm, and the Cold Tide Blade almost slipped from his hand and flew away.

"Overturning the Seas Technique!"

He finally lost his composure.

This is definitely not a water-based energy system that has been imitated.

It was not a rudimentary method learned from some incomplete scriptures.

This layer upon layer of seemingly gentle yet unfathomable surging energy is clearly the "Overturning the Sea Technique" that the Holy Light Monastery has refined and perfected over several generations.

Moreover, the other party has a very deep understanding of the Overturning Sea Technique.

At least he's no weaker than him.

Even in terms of the superposition of tidal energy and the conversion of qi, he subtly surpassed him, an inner court disciple who had cultivated for many years!

Lancelot blocked three more shots, then staggered backward.

Xilun didn't give him a chance to think.

The Thunder Spear thrust out in rapid succession, like a sudden downpour.

The gunshots were dense yet orderly, each shot precisely aimed at the weakest point where the Cold Tide Blade was most vulnerable.

If Lancelot hesitated even slightly, the tip of his spear would pierce through the defenses and stop just before his vitals.

clang!

Lancelot swung his sword to deflect the spearhead and retreated three zhang away.

His chest heaved slightly, and his right hand, which held the knife, was starting to feel numb.

"Who exactly are you?"

Xilun did not stop.

"Beat me first, then we'll talk."

"good!"

Lancelot also felt a surge of fighting spirit.

Regardless of whether the person in front of him was Xilun or not, encountering an opponent of similar strength and with whom he was extremely familiar with the techniques was worth fighting with all his might.

The Cold Tide Blade was raised again.

His internal energy suddenly erupted, and a layer of pure white ice rapidly covered his entire body along his wrist.

In the blink of an eye, a set of heavy, mysterious ice armor had taken shape.

The surface of the ice armor is engraved with tiger stripes, and sharp ice ridges extend outward from the shoulders and chest.

The chill caused the surrounding air to crackle slightly, and even the mist outside the cliff began to condense into tiny ice crystals.

"Mystic Ice Tiger Soul!"

Lancelot gave a low shout.

The rocks beneath his feet shattered, and he charged toward Xilun, enveloped in a cloud of icy air.

The Cold Tide Blade slashed down from top to bottom.

With a single strike, it was as if an avalanche had poured down from the mountaintop.

Xilun used the Canglang Step, sliding to the left with his feet flat on the ground.

The blade grazed his shoulder as it fell.

Boom!

A two-zhang-long crack was cleaved open in the ground, and the stark white ice spread rapidly along the crack.

Lancelot flipped his wrist, and the blade swept across.

Xilun leaned back to avoid it, a few strands of his black hair being cut off by the cold air.

The remaining blade energy landed on the sea demon's blood-red cotton coat, where it was gently removed by the resilient fabric, leaving only a few faint white marks.

The next moment, Xilun suddenly exerted force with his feet.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, instantly closing in on Lancelot.

The Thunder Spear vibrated rapidly within a narrow area.

The first shot landed on his left shoulder.

The second shot was aimed at his ribs.

The third shot was fired from below, pointing upwards towards the chin.

Lancelot withstood the first two shots with his Frost Armor, and blocked the third shot with his Frost Tide Blade held in front of him.

But Siren's attack was not over.

Fourth shot, fifth shot, sixth shot!

With each shot, a crack would appear on the surface of the Xuanbing Armor.

In the blink of an eye, a dense barrage of gunfire completely enveloped Lancelot.

Amos turned pale.

"Isn't this person injured?"

With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see that Xilun's energy circulation was still not smooth enough, and there were even occasional slight pauses.

Even so, Xilun still managed to suppress Lancelot.

If this person were at their peak, to what extent would their strength reach?

The bearded man lowered his voice:

"The true teachings, should we seize this opportunity...?"

As he spoke, he placed his hand on the greatsword.

Amos's eyes flickered slightly.

Now is indeed the best opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

Siren and Lancelot had already exchanged dozens of blows, their attention focused entirely on each other.

If the members of the Mad Dragon Cave were to attack at the same time, even if they couldn't kill Xilun outright, they would be able to severely injure him.

Lancelot is right here.

The disciples in the inner courtyard of the Holy Light Monastery generally place great importance on rules and regulations.

To launch a sneak attack during a sparring match would be tantamount to slapping Lancelot in the face. Moreover, if Siren is indeed a disciple of the monastery, things would become even more complicated.

Amos hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"Wait a little longer."

They have already exchanged more than fifty blows in the arena.

Lancelot gradually discovered that Siron's marksmanship was becoming increasingly refined at an astonishing rate during combat.

In the first few collisions, Xilun would experience intermittent strength due to injuries to his meridians.

However, as the fight continued, the opponent actually used the pressure of his swordsmanship to gradually adjust the route of his energy circulation.

The power to overturn the sea is like flowing water.

When encountering a severely damaged area, it bypasses the meridians and passes through the muscles, bones, and flesh.

Although it results in a loss of some strength, it makes the marksmanship even smoother.

"Use me to hone your spear skills?"

Lancelot quickly discerned Siren's intentions.

Instead of being angry, his fighting spirit burned even brighter.

"That's a good idea!"

Lancelot gripped the Frost Tide Blade with both hands, and the tiger stripes on his Frost Armor lit up simultaneously.

He suddenly slashed forward with seven sword strikes.

Each strike was faster than the last, the pale white blades crisscrossing to form a net, completely blocking all of Xilun's dodge directions.

Xilun turned slightly.

With the Canglang Step combined with the power of lightning, he swept across the gap between the two blades of light like lightning on the surface of water.

The third blade of light slashed down from the front.

Xilun raised his gun to block.

clang!

The terrifying force caused the Thunder Spear to bend downwards.

Using the rebound force of the gun, he spun to the side, the butt of the gun colliding with the fourth blade of light, while the tip of the gun shattered the fifth cold glint.

The remaining two blows were almost within reach.

The faint fourth lightning mark on Xilun's chest lit up slightly.

Although it has not yet fully coalesced, the speed at which the lightning power operates is still increasing instantly.

He took a step forward and actually forced his way through the narrowest part of the two blades.

The sea monster's blood-red cotton coat was torn open.

A bloodline also appeared on the surface of the left shoulder.

But Siren had already arrived in front of Lancelot.

The two sides were less than five feet apart.

At this distance, the spear should have been difficult to wield, but Xilun suddenly released his right hand and used his left hand to push the spear forward.

The tip of the gun pierced Lancelot's ear almost to the side.

At the same time, he gripped the butt of the gun again with his right hand, and his waist and back strength exploded out.

The Thunder Spear spun half a circle, sweeping out like a thunderous dragon churning the sea.

Lancelot didn't have time to swing his sword and could only activate his Frost Armor to block the attack.

boom!

The gun struck his side.

The force of the ninefold tide suddenly erupted.

Crack!

The first layer of ice armor shattered.

Next comes the second and third layers.

Cracks rapidly spread from the waist to the chest, causing the entire set of Xuanbing Armor to tremble violently.

Lancelot grunted and was swept sideways several steps by the immense force.

Before he could even regain his footing, Xilun had already closed in again.

The Thunder Spear thrust out thirteen times in succession.

Every shot landed on the cracks in the Xuanbing Armor.

boom! boom! boom!

Ice shards flew in all directions like a torrential rain.

As the thirteenth shot fell, a high-pitched eagle cry emanated from the Cang Lei Spear.

The golden phantom of the Thunder Eagle swept along the spearhead, its sharp wings slamming heavily into Lancelot's chest.

boom!

The Xuanbing Armor shattered completely.

Lancelot staggered backward, holding the Frost Tide Blade horizontally in front of him, but the spearhead that followed precisely struck the back of the blade.

A burst of golden lightning, compressed to its limit, suddenly erupted.

He was in excruciating pain in his five fingers and could no longer grip the knife handle.

The Cold Tide Blade spun into the air and finally embedded itself in a rock more than ten steps away.

hum!

The blade trembled incessantly.

Just as Lancelot was about to gather his strength again, a cold spearhead was already stopped in front of his brow.

It was less than half an inch from the skin.

A bluish-white lightning flashed into his eyes.

All around was silent.

Only the shattered ice crystals kept falling to the ground, making a soft, continuous sound.

Fuya let out a soft breath.

Despite the unexpected outcome of the battle, she was not too worried.

The final shot was delivered with remarkable stability.

This is by no means a battle between mortal enemies.

Amos and his companions were completely frozen in place.

Lancelot lost.

The twenty-second in the inner courtyard of the Holy Light Monastery was surprisingly defeated head-on by this Wu Shisan, whose origins were unknown, after more than fifty moves.

Moreover, throughout the entire process, Xilun never truly fell into defeat.

If the person in front of me really killed a third-tier extraordinary being in a single move while severely injured, then is it also true that he defeated Tinos?

Xilun retrieved the Thunder Spear.

"You've mastered the Overturning Sea Skill quite well."

"The Cold Tide Blade has also improved since the last one."

"It's just that you rely too much on the Ice Armor. Once the ice armor is condensed, although the defense is enhanced, the energy conversion will be a moment slower."

"To an ordinary person, this moment is nothing."

"But against a true master, it's enough to decide the outcome."

Lancelot's expression was complicated due to the defeat.

Upon hearing "you've improved since last time," he looked up abruptly.

The fact that they can say this proves that the two sides have fought before.

He stared intently at Xiren.

The scarred face was still unfamiliar, but when the mountain wind blew the disheveled black hair aside, revealing those calm eyes, the figure in my memory finally slowly overlapped with the person in front of me.

Thunder Spear.

The feat of overturning the sea.

Thunder Eagle.

The Great Thunder Breathing Method.

There is also that terrifying combat talent that allows one to quickly find weaknesses in a fight.

Lancelot's astonishment deepened, then, as if he had just realized something, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Laughter echoed among the cliffs.