From a slave to the Great Qian Martial Saint

"Feng Ji, do you still remember the bet we made?"

Chen Shi looked at Feng Ji and suddenly smiled, a smile full of provocation.

"According to the bet, you should avoid my attacks and take three feet back!"

"court death!"

Feng Ji's face instantly turned extremely gloomy. With a cold shout, his ghostly claws reached straight for Chen Shi.

"run!"

Chen Shi was prepared. He shouted at Gu Chenglie and gripped his one-foot-long knife tightly with both hands as he charged straight at him.

Click!

Wherever the blade passed, bone fragments flew everywhere.

The ghostly hand that grabbed at them was just like an ordinary skeleton, and Chen Shi shattered it with a single slash!

"How could this be...?"

Not only Feng Ji, but even Chen Shi was taken aback.

You should know that these seemingly weak ghost hands are actually formed directly from essence and blood!

Essence blood is refined from blood qi. Once blood qi condenses, it can already withstand ordinary swords and blades. The Dharma body forged from this essence blood is more than ten times stronger.

How can it be split in two with a single stroke?

Lost in thought, Gu Chenglie was very obedient and took off running, already more than twenty meters away.

"Where do you think you're going!"

No one can escape tonight. Feng Ji didn't have time to think much for the time being. With a cold shout, he reached out with his ghostly claws to grab Gu Chenglie.

Twenty or thirty ghostly claws formed a line, resembling a long, pale white snake, and in the blink of an eye, they caught up with Gu Chenglie and swung forcefully at his back.

Oops!

Chen Shi was shocked to find that these ghost claws could be used in this way, and he raised his knife to strike.

But it was too late.

"what!"

With a scream, Gu Chenglie collapsed violently to the ground.

Chen Shi's expression changed drastically again. If Gu Chenglie died, we would be doomed!

"Ah! My leg! My leg is broken!"

The next moment, Gu Chenglie screamed in agony as he clutched his left leg, writhing on the ground in pain.

Upon closer inspection, a scratch was visible on Gu Chenglie's left thigh, with the white bone fragments faintly exposed.

What a powerful ghost claw!

With just a light grab, it possessed the power to shatter gold and jade, breaking Gu Chenglie's thigh bone.

Click!

Seeing that Gu Chenglie was still alive, Chen Shi breathed a sigh of relief, then swung his sword and cut the extended ghost claw in half.

After the ghost claw severed its grip, the half that was connected to Feng Ji's body suddenly retracted, while the other half fell to the ground and remained motionless.

Chen Shi then stood between Gu Chenglie and Feng Ji, preventing Feng Ji from attacking Gu Chenglie again.

"snort."

Although they were unable to kill Gu Chenglie for the time being, with his leg injured, Gu Chenglie wouldn't be able to escape for a while.

Feng Ji snorted coldly, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked at Chen Shi.

He was clearly only a seventh-rank official. No, Feng Ji suddenly realized that if the difference was two ranks, Chen Shi would never have been able to cut off his ghost claw.

He had previously conducted a special investigation and found that Chen Shi, as the chief steward of the Jing'an Marquis's mansion, was granted a divine body at the seventh-grade Condensation Realm.

Presumably, he has already used this divine body to advance to the sixth rank.

Even so, how could a newly promoted sixth-rank early-stage martial artist possibly sever his ghost claws?

Feng Ji's gaze couldn't help but fall on the foot-long knife in Chen Shi's hand.

Could it be that there's something more to this knife than meets the eye?

Warriors hone their skills and temper themselves, so they often do not rely on external forces, especially weapons and equipment.

The higher the cultivation level, the more this applies.

But that doesn't mean they don't use weapons, or that weapons are useless to them.

In fact, besides practicing martial arts related to weapons, some divine weapons can also help to greatly enhance combat power.

As for Chen Shi, a mere servant, where did he obtain such a rare and divine weapon?

During the last suppression of the rebellion, Chen Shi accumulated over ten thousand military merits. This precious sword was likely a reward from the Marquis of Jing'an.

"To think you can bridge the gap between a sixth-rank and a fifth-rank official with just a knife is utter wishful thinking!"

"What kind of knife?"

Upon hearing Feng Ji's words, Chen Shi was taken aback.

He glanced subconsciously at the foot-long knife in his hand, then frowned again. What nonsense was Feng Ji spouting?

But he was too lazy to think about it, and glanced at Gu Chenglie behind him, whose expression was serious again.

Judging from this, Gu Chenglie has no way to escape.

Then the only option is to escape with Gu Chenglie!

Thinking of this, Chen Shi looked at Feng Ji again and raised the foot-long knife in his hand.

If we can't defeat Feng Ji, how can we escape with Gu Chenglie?

"Arrogant!"

Seeing Chen Shi's intention, Feng Ji roared and rushed forward.

He wanted Chen Shi to truly understand the huge gap between the sixth and fifth ranks!

There were dozens of ghostly claws swarming around Chen Shi's ribs, wildly reaching out to grab him.

Chen Shi stood firmly on his feet, his face expressionless. He took a deep breath and quietly sensed the pulse of the earth.

When Feng Ji rushed forward, he didn't care whether it was one or a hundred ghost claws, and swept his sword across them.

What appears to be an ordinary strike actually carries the power of the earth's veins.

Sizzle!

Wherever the blade passed, it was utterly devastating; the pale white demon claws crumbled and were reduced to dust.

"this……"

The guard in blue who had been standing to the side couldn't help but widen his eyes at the sight.

How could the Dharma body of a fifth-grade Grandmaster be destroyed so easily?

Could it be that Feng Ji's Dharma body is simple yet powerful in attack, but extremely vulnerable in defense?

Thinking of this, the guard in blue turned his gaze to the dark and suddenly rushed towards Feng Ji.

He and Chen Shi were already working together, so how could he allow Chen Shi's only son to continue fighting against Feng Ji?

Bang~!

But the next moment, a muffled thud was heard, and the guard in blue was sent flying.

Feng Ji simply waved his ghostly claw, as if shooing away a fly.

"Wrong guess, pfft!"

The guard in blue fell to the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

He looked at Feng Ji with fear.

As expected of a fifth-rank grandmaster, although he was only one rank below him, he was no match for him.

In shock, the guard in blue couldn't help but look at Chen Shi again. Chen Shi was also only a sixth-rank official. How could he possibly defeat Feng Ji?

"Sigh~"

Chen Shi glanced at the guard in blue and couldn't help but sigh.

I was hoping he could lend a hand, but he couldn't help at all.

But thinking about it, it's not entirely the man's fault. After all, there are huge differences in strength between the nine ranks of martial artists, and the higher the rank, the greater the gap!

Although a ninth-rank general is no match for an eighth-rank general, they can still exchange a few blows. However, a sixth-rank general and a fifth-rank general are no match for each other.

After all, not all sixth-rank martial artists possess a King-level Divine Body!

"Perhaps, a battle is not entirely out of the question!"

Chen Shi didn't really understand the power of a King-level Divine Body.

Taking another deep breath, feeling the immense, continuous power emanating from the earth's veins, his gaze gradually hardened.

"Kid! You're asking for it!"

Seeing the fear in Chen Shi's eyes gradually fade, as if he had been provoked, Feng Ji became even angrier. How dare a mere sixth-rank official challenge his authority as a grandmaster?

Splash!

The next moment, dozens of ghostly claws swung, their bones rubbing against each other with a piercing sound, just like the underworld or countless vengeful ghosts, grabbing at Chen Shi.

"Well done!"

Chen Shi's eyes widened, and with a roar, he swung his sword again.

There was no burst of energy; it appeared ordinary, but in reality, the power of the earth's veins was wrapped around the foot-long blade.

Boom!

Overcoming skill with brute force, and defeating all techniques with sheer force, when the blade touches the ghost claw, the power of the earth's veins erupts, like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting, destroying everything it touches!