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The short weapon was bluish-white all over, about a foot long, shaped like an enlarged iron ruler, but with barbs on both sides and a sharp end.

As Yan Zonghan's Seven Kill Blade slashed down, Chu Nan blocked it with a horizontal ruler. The blade was caught in the groove on the ruler and slid to the side.

Chu Nan flipped his wrist, and the barb of the Measuring Ruler bit the back of the Seven Kill Blade, twisting and pushing it away.

Yan Zonghan's wrist was pulled off course by half a foot, and the blade slashed past Chu Nan from the side.

Before Yan Zonghan could react, Chu Nan's measuring ruler had already slid up the blade, its tip piercing his wrist joint.

He abruptly drew his sword and retreated, the tip of the ruler grazing his breastplate and leaving a thin mark on the surface.

"It's changed again? Wasn't it a gun just now? How come it's short now?"

"This can change shape? Does this mean a Grandmaster's weapon can be reshaped at will?"

"No, even if it's a Qi soldier, it takes time to change shape. This is way too fast!"

"Look at Yan Zonghan's wrist! He was almost stabbed just now. If he hadn't reacted quickly, the knife would have been locked!"

Yan Zonghan took several steps back before standing still. He glanced at the fine marks on his breastplate and frowned.

He had clearly studied Chu Nan's marksmanship thoroughly and found its weakness.

But in the blink of an eye, the weapon in the opponent's hand had become something completely different.

"What exactly is that in your hand?" Yan Zonghan asked in a deep voice.

Both the speed and quality of the change were far beyond what Qi weapons could achieve, and even... surpassed his natal Qi weapon!

Chu Nan did not answer. He turned the measuring ruler in his hand, and a bluish-white light flowed across its surface.

Yan Zonghan asked no more questions, brandished the Seven Kill Blade, and charged towards Chu Nan again.

Since Chu Nan is deliberately being mysterious and refusing to talk, then we'll beat this kid until he tells us on his own!

Chu Nan, of course, would not give him that chance. The Measuring Ruler transformed into a bluish-white arc of light, traversing along Yan Zonghan's sword strikes.

In close combat, skillful grappling and seizing are key to victory.

Chu Nan's footwork was exquisite, each strike hitting the joints of Yan Zonghan's sword technique perfectly.

It seemed as if Chu Nan had seen through the Seven Kill Blade completely; every time he struck it, it was blocked by the Measuring Ruler and deflected.

Yan Zonghan served in the military for decades, and he himself lost count of the number of times he had clashed with others.

But I've never encountered such close-quarters combat tactics before.

This is no longer a contest of strength; it's a contest of skill.

The skills he had honed over a lifetime seemed somewhat clumsy in front of Chu Nan.

Yan Zonghan's intuition told him that this was no longer a difference in the quality of the weapons, but a difference in the techniques.

The weapon techniques that Chu Nan has mastered far surpass his Seven Kill Style!

However, Yan Zonghan's ability to adapt is truly terrifying.

Even though he was caught off guard by the sudden change from long to short, he figured out the locking pattern of the Measuring Ruler in just seven or eight moves.

When Chu Nan once again used the hook to bite the back of the knife, Yan Zonghan did not draw his sword.

He pressed his wrist down along the direction of the ruler hook, and the blade of the Seven Kill Blade slashed towards Chu Nan's shoulder.

Chu Nan dodged to the side, and the measuring ruler slipped from his hand.

Yan Zonghan rushed into the central palace and delivered a knee strike to Chu Nan's abdomen, forcing him back three steps.

"I've seen through your tricks."

Yan Zonghan sheathed his sword and stood still. "The same moves won't work on me."

Chu Nan's expression remained unchanged, and a slight smile even appeared on his lips. He directly used the technique of "Soaring Crane to Capture Dragon" to grasp the Measuring Ruler in his hand.

Then he struck again, each move aimed directly at Yan Zonghan's wrist joint and the hilt of his knife.

But just as his blade was about to touch Chu Nan, the measuring ruler suddenly disappeared.

A long spear appeared in Chu Nan's hand—the Overlord Spear that Breaks Formations!

The spear tip pierced Yan Zonghan's throat.

Yan Zonghan's pupils contracted sharply, and without time to change his move, he could only stop abruptly and lean back.

The spear tip grazed his chin, leaving a long white mark on his breastplate.

He staggered back several steps, but before he could regain his footing, the spear had vanished again.

The Measuring Ruler reappeared, and Chu Nan lunged forward, its hook biting Yan Zonghan's wrist and pulling sharply.

Yan Zonghan lost his balance and stumbled forward.

Chu Nan raised his knee and delivered a powerful knee strike to Yan Zonghan's chest.

The breastplate made a crisp "snap" sound.

Yan Zonghan was sent flying backwards, landing more than ten steps away.

This sudden change surprised everyone.

Jin Shouye's smile froze on his face. Jin Chenglie's mouth hung open, unable to close for a long time. Gu Changfeng's brows furrowed, his eyes fixed on the weapon in Chu Nan's hand.

"Just now... did he turn a gun into a ruler, and then the ruler back into a gun?"

"I didn't see it clearly, it was too fast. The weapon seemed to change shape in his hands at will."

"What kind of technique is this? I've never seen it before!"

From then on, Chu Nan gave Yan Zonghan no chance to catch his breath.

The weapons changed constantly in his hands.

The spear thrust was blocked, and it immediately turned into a short-footed lock.

The ruler was broken, and then it turned into a long sword that cleaved straight down.

The longsword was parried, then it turned into a short knife for close combat.

The short sword was parried, so he switched to a long staff and swept it horizontally.

Each strike was different, each strike was perfectly coordinated, and each strike aimed directly at Yan Zonghan's breastplate.

Yan Zonghan's sword was clearly no longer able to keep up with Chu Nan's changes.

He had just gotten used to the gun when it became a ruler; he had just gotten used to the ruler when it became a sword; and he had just gotten used to the sword when it became something else.

The profound meaning of the Azure Lotus Hundred Weapons Technique is fully revealed at this moment, and all weapons in the world can be incorporated into the technique.

Coupled with the incredible ability of Thousand Illusions to transform into any weapon, and the perfect integration of the Azure Lotus Hundred Weapons Technique, no defensive system in the world can withstand this offensive.

This is what terrifies Yan Zonghan the most; what outsiders see is Chu Nan's magnificent weapon transformation.

But he knew very well that Chu Nan's real strength lay not in the changes of weapons, but in... the connection between each move was not for the sake of change, but to serve as a link between the previous and subsequent moves.

A martial artist, even a grandmaster, is only proficient in one weapon or one type of weapon.

But Chu Nan... is practically a weapon master who is proficient in all weapons!

The cracks in the breastplate are becoming more numerous and larger.

One after another, the armor plates shattered and peeled off under Chu Nan's continuous attacks.

Yan Zonghan's footsteps became increasingly erratic, and the Jin family became extremely nervous.

Kim Soo-yeop turned and entered with both hands, and Kim Soo-jung even stood up.

Jin Jiucheng's expression finally lost its composure, and his hand holding the cane began to tremble slightly.

"boom!!!"

Just when everyone thought Yan Zonghan was about to be defeated, a huge roar erupted from the center of the battlefield.

A grayish-white shockwave erupted from Yan Zonghan's body, so powerful that it sent Chu Nan flying back more than five zhang away.

Yan Zonghan stood in the center of the shockwave, his breastplate shattered into only half.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was labored.

The Seven Kill Blade hung at his side, its gray-white true energy surging violently.

Yan Zonghan's voice was hoarse as he spoke slowly and deliberately, "Boy, I underestimated you. But can you... handle the consequences of angering me?"

As he spoke, his inner energy rapidly compressed in his palm.

The light grew brighter and brighter, becoming increasingly blinding.

Finally, a long sword appeared in his hand.

The dragon-headed sword opened its mouth and spat out a broad, dark purple blade, the Xuan Seal patterns radiating a bluish-white light like lightning.

With the appearance of this sword, the entire Wangjing Plain was instantly enveloped by a strong aura of killing intent!