Crossover: Is this how it's sewn?

Chapter 13.012. Tang Zichen VS Hong

Xu Zhenqing stood in complete silence, gazing at the being before him, a being formed from the souls and faith of countless believers.

The seraph's body radiated a faint glow, and every breath seemed to be in sync with the rhythm of the entire world.

Xu Zhenqing believed that as a newly born deity, the Seraphim should possess the ability to handle complex spell settings, based on the memories and wisdom of tens of thousands of believers.

Commonality brings rationality, while differences create chaos; this is the characteristic of [Soul Fusion].

Only by subcontracting this heavy burden to the Seraphim, and having his own oxen and horses, could Xu Zhenqing be freed from the limitations of creating magical spells and enjoy boundless joy.

In a wide-angle view, Xu Zhenqing stands face to face with the Seraphim.

A mysterious and solemn atmosphere permeated the air, which was His rational memory imbued with the color of the soul.

Xu Zhenqing slowly stretched out his hand, palm facing upwards, and a ball of light, shimmering with a faint glow, gradually condensed into shape, containing all the knowledge and power of incantations he had mastered.

The seraph reached out and gently touched the orb of light. The orb then merged into His wings, transforming into countless tiny specks of light that spread upwards along His arm and eventually permeated His entire body.

Although this process is brief, for the Seraphim it is like a thousand years of learning and enlightenment, because each characteristic represents a rule, and the principles and reasoning contained within it are like large data packets.

As the light merged in, a glint flashed in the Seraph's eyes, and He began to understand and master the deeper meaning and power of these spells.

Xu Zhenqing felt an unprecedented sense of relief, knowing that from this moment on, the Seraphim would share some of his work.

He looked at the Seraphim, this beast of burden, with a look of relief and liberation in his eyes.

After acquiring knowledge of sorcery, the Seraph also began to try to use these powers in his own understanding.

His movements were elegant and slow, each wave of his hand carrying a unique rhythm and cadence, as if weaving invisible spells, if one disregarded his unconventional appearance.

Unlike Xu Zhenqing's relaxed and carefree approach to combining and arranging characteristics, Seraphim is like a highly intelligent elementary school student solving a high school math problem.

Even the smartest person needs a gradual process.

As the Seraph's mastery of spells deepened, he began to create his own spells, though this required a long period of thought and experimentation.

Xu Zhenqing allowed the Seraphim to do as they pleased, giving them ample time to master their newly acquired knowledge.

After a moment's thought, the Seraphim decided to use the True Bishop as a testing ground to create his own system of spells.

Xu Zhenqing pulled himself out of his thoughts, assumed a Hunyuan stance, and began practicing.

……

The girl in the Tang suit adopted a loose, seemingly flawless stance in front of the young man, yet it made him tense all over.

"Tang Zichen, the leader of the Tang Clan?"

"I never expected that the person who came to assassinate me would be a little kid."

In a quiet training ground, Tang Zichen and Hong stood facing each other.

Tang Zichen, dressed in a dark-colored training uniform, stood tall and straight, her eyes fixed on the uninvited guest.

Hong was dressed in his signature flamboyant black and red robe. Although he was only sixteen years old and had a handsome face, his back was surprisingly imposing and his aura was majestic.

Hong remained silent, his eyes fixed on the two large spears behind Tang Zichen.

"You're using a big gun?"

"Please grant me a battle."

The two auras intertwined, and the air was thick with a tense atmosphere that seemed ready to explode at any moment.

"Come on, lend a hand and see what you're capable of."

Tang Zichen spoke to the young man before her, her heart filled with a desire to cherish his talent.

As the battle began, the two slowly approached each other, extending their hands to gently touch. This was a respectful courtesy between masters, and also the beginning of testing each other's strengths and weaknesses.

The moment their palms touched, they felt the power hidden within each other, like undercurrents surging beneath a calm sea.

"Alright, kid, let's begin."

"good!"

With a soft shout, Tang Zichen took the initiative to attack. Her figure moved like a phantom, and her Bagua Palm technique was agile and swift, with each palm containing an ever-changing follow-up move.

Hong responded to all changes with unwavering composure; his movements were steady, and every move he made accurately blocked Tang Zichen's attacks.

Tang Zichen's martial arts skills were brought to their fullest potential; every swing of her arm and every turn she made appeared so natural and fluid.

Her assassination skills were ruthless and precise, each strike aimed directly at Hong's vitals.

Hong, with his profound strength and rich combat experience, thwarted Tang Zichen's attacks one by one.

"Good lad, catch the gun."

Tang Zichen forced Hong back with a punch, then laughed and threw out a large spear, which Hong did not refuse.

The battle reached its climax, and the two began to display their marksmanship.

Tang Zichen's spear technique was agile and graceful, each strike as elusive as a swimming dragon.

Hong's World-Destroying Spear Technique is domineering and unparalleled, with each strike carrying overwhelming power.

The tips of their guns collided in mid-air, producing a crisp sound like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger.

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Although Tang Zichen was not physically superior, her martial arts skills and willpower were by no means inferior.

Tang Zichen knew that although this young Hong was not yet in his prime, his physique was already extremely abnormal. Ordinary methods could not make up for the difference in physical strength, and if they continued to fight, he would be worn out.

Dragon and Snake Combined Attack! Tang Zichen lowered his waist and pulled in his abdomen, straightened his arms, and placed the tip of his spear on Hong's spear shaft. Then, he raised his legs and released his center of gravity, putting all his strength on the opponent's spear shaft.

This is precisely the "Python Turns Over" move from the Dragon and Snake Combination Attack.

Hong was taken aback. Martial artists are most afraid of their feet leaving the ground, which means that their old strength has worn out and it is difficult to generate new strength. Therefore, Hong did not expect that the grandmaster would use such a strange move. His arm holding the gun sank and was supported by the weight of Tang Zichen's entire body.

Hong instinctively pulled his arm back, but Tang Zichen seemed to take advantage of the situation and wrapped her arms around him.

Hong retreated hastily, and Tang Zichen seized the opportunity to get in front of him, thrusting her hand into his groin.

"Wow!"

Hong hurriedly covered his groin with his hands, but Tang Zichen suddenly thrust his body forward, inserting his entire arm inside and pressing his shoulder against Hong's hands that were covering his groin. He then lifted Hong up like a carrying pole.

Hong lost his balance and was greatly alarmed. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tang Zichen turned around and struck, sending Hong flying and crashing heavily to the ground.

In the final stage of the battle, Tang Zichen unleashed her signature technique—the Dragon-Snake Combined Strike Spear Technique.

The waist horse represents a dragon, and the large spear represents a snake.

This shot combined her deepest understanding of Chinese martial arts with all her practical experience. The tip of the spear, with the agility and power of a dragon or snake, was aimed directly at Hong's vitals. This will be on the test.

Although Hong possessed immense strength, he could only retreat in the face of this move.

In the end, in this evenly matched contest, Tang Zichen, with her extraordinary martial arts skills and unwavering will, knocked Hong's spear away, won the battle, and became the MVP.

Although Hong was defeated, his eyes revealed respect and recognition for Tang Zichen. Perhaps.

Both martial artists demonstrated their love for martial arts and respect for their opponent during the fight; the former is correct, but the latter is probably true.

"You, a grandmaster, lack martial ethics."

"You're wrong about that. The idea that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent is outdated feudal thinking."

Hong was taken aback by this remark, but upon reflection, he realized he had been too naive. He thought that since the other person was a woman, he should at least be more discreet, and his mind hadn't really processed it.

However, Tang Zichen was sharp-tongued, but she still gave the other party some pointers on martial arts.

Hong is not yet the master of boundless ambition; he is more like Thor with the heart of a child. Tang Zichen's insightful observations about the mindset of the cicada sensing the autumn wind before it even stirs have greatly inspired him.

Looking at Hong, who had a childlike heart, Tang Zichen suddenly remembered that her young disciple, whom she had raised freely, seemed to be in New York. He had come, but because he was being hunted down, she couldn't go to see him, which she couldn't help but feel sorry for.

Xu Zhenqing hadn't expected his cheap master to come to New York, and they quickly had a meal together.

After giving some pointers on mental cultivation, Tang Zichen left on her own. Xu Zhenqing was happy to have some peace and quiet, since things weren't very stable in New York either.

(End of this chapter)