Chapter 466: Divine Blade
Chapter 466: Divine Blade
Chen Chuan unleashed his full power and speed in this strike, and no matter how skilled he was, there was a limit to his endurance. With enough pressure, anything could be broken.
As the ground cracked, he appeared before Chengsheng Jian, and with a swift motion, he slashed downward with his sword.
Chengsheng Jian had already moved when Chen Chuan launched his attack. Without waiting for the full force of the sword's momentum, he quickly stepped forward, raised his sword, and parried Snow Sovereign Sword.
But as he blocked the first strike, a powerful force reverberated through Snow Sovereign Sword, causing the aberrant energy within his body to dissolve some of its power. His skin tensed, revealing bulging veins beneath.
However, this wasn't the end.
After blocking the first strike, Chen Chuan unleashed the second slash, which came swiftly.
As he swung the second time, Chen Chuan simultaneously released the aberrant energy's restraints, instantly enhancing his strength and speed.
Chengsheng Jian, with heightened mental acuity, quickly spun his body, harnessing his full power, and crossed his swords to block the attack.
But Chen Chuan's third strike followed swiftly, and with it, he activated the Furnace Breath Technique, releasing a scorching aura that further amplified the sword's momentum.
Chengsheng Jian's expression turned solemn, and his eyes glinted with a faint light, indicating the extreme concentration of his mental power. Under the guidance of his inner divine force, he passively unleashed the secret breathing technique passed down in Wave Pavilion, unleashing its hidden potential.
In an instant, the essence blood accumulated in his heart spread throughout his entire body, filling every corner. With a loud yell, he blocked the third strike, but his feet cracked the solid ground, causing him to sink slightly.
Chen Chuan's assault didn't end there. As he gripped the hilt, the secret sect cloak activated, and as the ritual colors faded, it infused his sword with even greater power, which he unleashed in an instant. Leveraging this force, he swung his sword downward.
This strike surpassed a certain limit in both strength and speed, and the sound of wind and thunder reverberated.
Chengsheng Jian didn't flinch. Instead, his eyes became exceptionally calm, radiating an unyielding tenacity. With his highly concentrated mental power, he squeezed and mobilized every ounce of aberration power within his body, merging his blood and breath to create a sound like surging waves.
In that moment, time seemed to slow down. As he watched Snow Sovereign Sword slowly approach, he felt an immense burden on his shoulders, and his sword moved inch by inch forward.
The next moment, their blades clashed.
A thunderous boom erupted, but it wasn't the sound of clashing blades; rather, it was like two waves of energy colliding.
Chengsheng Jian's sleeves tore, and he staggered backward, his sword flying high and trembling uncontrollably. Blood seeped from his arms, and other parts of his body showed similar signs, indicating that the aberration power had exceeded his endurance limit.
Even at this critical moment, his eyes remained resolute, and he tried to gather the scattered power.
Wave Pavilion's sword technique emphasized building momentum. When attacking, it was like wave after wave pushing forward, and when defending, it was like a hidden tide gathering, solid yet restrained.
Different enemies required different approaches. Now, he was using the Wave Defense technique, which meant only defending and not attacking, enduring and accumulating power in each wave of defense, and finally unleashing a decisive strike for victory.
However, the prerequisite was that one couldn't be interrupted halfway, demanding extreme resilience, not just in physical quality but also in mental strength.
As long as a single strike didn't kill him, he could persist.
After Chen Chuan's decisive strike, he didn't seem to be affected much.
The first three strikes, although Chengsheng Jian could still parry and exert counterforce and traction, this fourth strike was purely a block, causing almost no pressure. So, without hesitation, he took advantage of his opponent's momentarily open defense, stepped forward, and slashed upward with the back of his sword.
Chengsheng Jian's aberration hadn't adjusted yet, and at this moment, he couldn't gather enough power, not even to dodge. It seemed he would be slashed to death in the next moment.
But under this life-and-death stimulation, the sword, which had been knocked upward, seemed to bloom with a strand of essence, and then a stream of essence flowed back into his body, creating a force out of thin air.
He gripped the sword hilt and slashed downward forcefully, clashing with Chen Chuan's upward slash. In that instant, where their blades met, a thunderous sound erupted once more, and visible waves of energy radiated outward from their position, rippling circles of dust.
As their forces pushed against each other, both froze in place.
But at that moment, Chengsheng Jian's body exhibited an anomaly. His topknot, which had already been knocked loose earlier, seemed to grow longer under some stimulation, and his muscles bulged, making his entire body appear taller. His previously loose training clothes now seemed to fit perfectly.
The Third Limit Combat Solver behind them, who had been observing the fight, took an involuntary step forward, whispering with excitement:
"This is it! Divine Blade!"
The Ferris Wheel Corporation members also witnessed Chengsheng Jian's anomaly and couldn't help but show joy, as if they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
They were able to invite Jian Chengsheng because the Wave Pavilion possessed a secret technique renowned far and wide.
The elders of the Wave Pavilion could leave their aberrant organization and essence blood within the sword, allowing disciples in life-threatening situations to borrow the power and wield the sword. However, this privilege was only granted to the most favored disciples.
The master of the Wave Pavilion, Feng He Shou, personally acknowledged that Jian Chengsheng was the most outstanding disciple of his generation. By telling them this, he implied that this disciple also possessed the secret technique.
Once a sword-wielding disciple was forced to employ this technique, their strength would surge, and the state of 'As My Divine Knowing' would prevent the enemy from killing them before they could harness such power.
The Third Tier Fighter was particularly excited at this moment, as Jian Chengsheng's current image and aura reminded him of the Wave Pavilion's master, Feng He Shou, whom he had met before.
"If Mr. Jian Cheng has the support of Master Feng He, then we can definitely win!"
On the field, Chen Chuan also noticed the transformation in Jian Chengsheng's appearance. Moreover, the latter's field seemed to have lost its conscious restraint, abruptly opening up and reaching a state with almost no gaps.
This feeling was as if he were facing the Iron Demon of the past, not just the field, but also the spiritual and physical peak state that resembled it.
His gaze was calm, and even with this unusual situation, he remained unaffected. In fact, he had anticipated this, and if the opponent didn't have some advantage, they wouldn't have appeared before him.
At this moment, he pushed his power outward, and Jian Chengsheng borrowed the force to retreat to a distance. He relaxed his body, then slowly realigned the sword blade, and he, too, shook the sword.
Suddenly, he felt something and looked at the sword, as a yearning thought seemed to emanate from it, as if it had an intense desire for the opponent's sword.
He slightly raised his eyebrows, for during the previous clashes with the opponent's sword, nothing had stirred within Snow Sovereign Sword, nor had it absorbed anything like last time. Why was it acting up now?
This made him feel that all the changes in the opponent stemmed from the sword.
However, this thought passed quickly, as delving into these matters was pointless. Regardless of how the opponent changed, he only needed to maintain his own rhythm.
Jian Chengsheng stared intently at his opponent, originally believing he could rely on his strength to handle this foe. Yet, the facts proved otherwise, and he knew he couldn't do it alone. Thus, he could only borrow the power that his teacher, Feng He Shou, had imbued in the sword.
There was no shame in this, just as he had thought before. In the combat of the fighters, one could use every advantage to achieve victory.
Only the victor had the right to face praise and criticism; the defeated had nothing.
The Wave Pavilion emphasized the divine in front of the body. He had walked the path of spiritual cultivation, but his physical body was limited by his concept and age. However, under the stimulation of essence blood, he had made up for his shortcomings.
With the support of the Heavenly Jade Core, his spirit was strong enough to control these aspects, and there was no disharmony. So, at this moment, both his body and spirit had reached their limits.
Even so, he didn't take the initiative to strike, not even with a single sword. The Wave Defense technique required either not drawing the sword or, if drawn, ensuring victory.
He calmed his thoughts, slightly spreading his feet, and fixed his gaze on the figure before him, awaiting the opponent's next offensive.
Meanwhile, in the rear, the Ferris Wheel Attack Squad's leader turned to the person who had brought Jian Chengsheng and asked, "Sir, should we make our move now?"
The man thought for a moment and replied, "Yes, we can."
They hadn't been sure if Jian Chengsheng could truly hold Chen Chuan back. If he couldn't, their move would only result in Chen Chuan turning to deal with the person they had sent. That would be a waste of manpower.
But now it seemed that Jian Chengsheng had proven his capability, so they didn't need to hold back. It was the perfect time to launch a surprise attack from the rear, swiftly eliminating the other target and possibly distracting Chen Chuan.
With a nod, the squad leader immediately sent a signal, and the Third Tier Fighter who had been standing in front received it and rushed forward. Not only him, but also the other Third Tier Fighter who had been hiding in the rear without taking action, both headed towards Lei Jingli's convoy.
Chen Chuan couldn't possibly miss this movement.
Although there were two of them, Yao Guwen wasn't so easily dealt with. The Third Tier Fighters possessed tenacious vitality, and if the gap wasn't too large, they could endure for a while without regard for essence, spirit, or divine constancy. Here, he would quickly finish them off, so he tightened his grip on the sword hilt and focused on his opponent.
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(End of Chapter)
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