Gao Wu: Starting with playing the Flying Bat Ke Zhen'e

"Two methods," Qin Chen said slowly, holding up two fingers.

"Or, Luan Ping could abandon his old tactics and just go for a fast-paced attack."

The reason why the Blood Saber Monk was able to control the rhythm was not only because Luan Ping was momentarily caught off guard, but also because Luan Ping's own tactics were to slow down and wear the opponent down.

He didn't control the offensive rhythm, which is why he couldn't regain the initiative he had lost.

But right now, he's stronger, and if he changes tactics, his opponents might be caught off guard and lose their offensive rhythm.

At that moment, Tang Luo, who was engaged in combat, also heard Qin Chen's words, but his emotions did not fluctuate much. He simply continued to swing his sword from all directions, wearing down his opponent's stamina. His opponent, Chen Luanping, also did not change his combat strategy.

Wang Yuande naturally noticed something amiss, and he asked again, "Why is it only a possibility? Isn't Young Master Luan Ping stronger?"

Qin Chen sighed slightly: "Because of the difference in combat experience."

The Blood Saber Monk may indeed be far inferior to Luan Ping in terms of talent, but he has lived much longer than Luan Ping after all.

His combat experience is incredibly rich.

On the other hand, Luan Ping is only nineteen years old, but cultivation has occupied most of his life. He can cultivate a technique called "Entangling Silk Erosion Sword" and has reached the minor completion level, which can be considered extremely talented. Not to mention, he also has good combat skills.

However, due to the passage of time, he still falls short in this aspect.

Once he steps out of his comfort zone, it's more likely that he'll run into problems himself than his competitors.

There's nothing that can be done about it; the opponent has the advantage of being older.

"Is there any other way?" At this moment, Wang Yuande became nervous. After all, his original intention was to bring people to intimidate Tang Luo, but now it seemed that Tang Luo was about to win.

The situation is even worse if the winner is a newly recruited nobleman whom their own lord has just won over.

Qin Chen shook his head.

If he were in the same league as Chen Luanping, he was confident he could defeat that Blood Saber Monk, but alas, the person on the field wasn't him.

Furthermore, what he didn't mention was that although the exquisite skill of "Entangling Silk Sword" far surpassed that of the Blood Saber Monk's swordsmanship, the Blood Saber Monk had already reached a state of perfection in his swordsmanship, and it could be said that he was not far from achieving perfection.

Chen Luanping's "The Broken Silk Erodes the Sword" is only a preliminary work, with a significant gap between its earlier and later stages.

Even though "Remnant Silk Eroding Sword" is more exquisite, it is suppressed due to the difference in proficiency. If it rashly changes its formation, it is more likely to be seized by the opponent and defeated in one blow.

But at this moment, Tang Luo took the initiative to sheath his sword and cupped his hands in greeting: "Brother Chen lives up to his reputation and is indeed worthy of being on the Hidden Dragon List. This humble monk is willing to admit defeat."

Chen Luanping was taken aback when he saw Tang Luo's sudden change of expression, but he didn't press the matter further or say anything harsh. He simply said, "A loss is a loss."

He then sheathed his sword, walked to Qin Chen's side, and bowed slightly, saying, "I have failed to live up to my elder brother's expectations."

Qin Chen patted his shoulder and laughed, "When did I ever entrust you with anything?"

There's no need for that. Victory and defeat are common occurrences in warfare. Even the most virtuous and capable ruler didn't win every battle.

Chen Luanping nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

He was certainly aware of this. For him, his goal was something higher than the innate level, while the Blood Saber Monk, at his current age, probably had no hope of ever reaching the innate level in his lifetime. They were not on the same level.

However, losing is indeed a bit frustrating. I originally wanted to show the other side how good I was, but I didn't expect to see how good they were instead.

Wang Yuande, standing beside him, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Chen Luanping did not seem to be too bothered by this setback.

In running his business, he placed the utmost importance on harmony.

What I fear most is a young man like Chen Luanping who harbors resentment and gets into a conflict with the old monk, which could quickly escalate into a life-or-death situation, turning someone who originally had no grudge into an enemy.

But the look in his eyes when he looked at Tang Luo was genuinely one of surprise.

Despite his young age, Chen Luanping is a prodigy on the Hidden Dragon List. His talent is not bad. Although he is said to have no combat experience, he actually has quite a lot of combat experience. It's just that he has less experience in the crucible of blood and fire.

But it's not something that ordinary people can compare to.

For this old monk to win, in the Spirit Seed Realm, is considered above average.

At this moment, after comforting Chen Luanping, Qin Chen looked at Tang Luo with great interest: "Master, why don't we try our skills together?"

"Of course, I won't take advantage of you." After saying that, Qin Chen took out a pill the size of a fingernail from somewhere and threw it to Tang Luo: "Rejuvenation Pill. Within a quarter of an hour, it's enough to restore all the internal energy of an ordinary Spirit Seed Realm cultivator."

Tang Luo took the pills and put them in his pocket, then looked up at Qin Chen: "Come on."

He doesn't need to rest because he doesn't expend much energy anyway.

This is also one of the few advantages of the Blood Blade Ancestor's cultivation system. With his dantian, he can store a huge amount of internal energy. He just discovered that the weak internal energy was not unintentionally poured out by Chen Luanping. On the contrary, it was his own unique skill.

If used against someone with equally weak internal energy, even if the opponent has a strong physical body, they would likely suffer some hardship.

But his internal strength was too great, and he crushed it in an instant.

A thought flashed through Tang Luo's mind, and he came back to his senses, holding his knife and looking at the burly young man in front of him.

......

Ten breaths later, Tang Luo stared blankly at Qin Chen, who had a half-smile on his face, and the blood-stained knife in his hand, feeling somewhat puzzled.

Is the gap between us really that big?

He clearly sensed that Qin Chen had definitely not broken through to the 'Innate' realm. However, the gap between him and Qin Chen was so vast that it was hard to imagine. The opponent's power was too strong, at least three times that of his own, or even more.

Almost instantly, his weapon was taken away.

Faced with this situation, no matter how skilled he was, he was powerless.

He couldn't even see his opponent's attack moves!

"Master, how am I?"

"Absolutely amazing," Tang Luo replied honestly.

At that moment, Wang Yuande, seeing that the group seemed inclined to chat, took the initiative to speak up: "Gentlemen, since you are in my humble abode, why stand? I have prepared wine and dishes for you; why not eat and chat at the same time?"

After speaking, Wang Yuande once again led the group to a spacious hall, where steaming hot dishes were laid out on the square table in the center.

After the group sat down and ate, drank, and chatted for a while, Qin Chen looked up at Tang Luo, wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'm a rough man, so I won't beat around the bush."

"I wonder if the master has anywhere to go at the moment? I would like to invite the master to serve as a guest advisor at Prince Duan's residence. If you have some free time, you might also like to spar with me."

Upon hearing this, not only Tang Luo, but also Wang Yuande and Chen Luanping at the table showed expressions of surprise.

Wang Yuande was surprised because this was different from what they had agreed on. Recruiting a guest advisor was not something that could be done by simply recruiting anyone. It required a series of investigations, including background checks, character checks, and ability checks.

Otherwise, if we attract a troublemaker or a member of a cult, wouldn't that be disastrous?

Chen Luanping felt the same way, but at this moment, Qin Chen looked at Tang Luo with increasing satisfaction.

He was aware of their doubts, of course, but the battle just now had already allowed him to deduce many things.

Although Tang Luo won, it was clear that his foundation was far less solid than Chen Luanping's. A weak foundation also meant that his technique was inadequate.

While his swordsmanship was mysterious and unpredictable in terms of technique, and even he found each move unsettling, it ultimately remained at the level of technique, never delving into the deeper concepts of 'momentum' and 'intention'.

His ability to achieve such greatness is largely due to his own efforts.

The level of a cultivation technique itself basically reflects the background of the practitioner, while the proficiency of the technique depends on the practitioner's natural talent.

In Qin Chen's view, Tang Luo's former was extremely ordinary, proving his extremely poor background, while his latter was highly skilled, proving his extraordinary talent.

Coincidentally, his cultivation has now reached a critical point. Breaking through to the innate level with his spiritual seed is not something that can be achieved overnight. He needs to take this opportunity to find a sparring partner to make up for the skills he is missing, and Tang Luo is obviously a good option.