Chapter 509: As My God Knows
Chapter 509: As My God Knows
Within the Handling Bureau, a holographic display showed the current scene between Chen Chuan and San Cheng Huang.
The Bureau was highly interested in their battle as the Wave Tide Pavilion was renowned overseas, and San Cheng Huang was also a well-known fighter from abroad. They believed this could be a formidable opponent for Chen Chuan.
To ensure an undisturbed fight and prevent interference from other forces, they had kept the news under wraps and set up numerous hidden surveillance posts in the vicinity.
Up to this point, aside from the Handling Bureau, no one else knew about the arranged battle between the two.
The square outside the Pathway Temple was spacious, and the stones beneath their feet felt solid. This was because the temple had produced a Third Limit Combat Solver, and these stones were specially made.
San Cheng Huang looked at Chen Chuan in front of him, slowly raised his hand, and placed it on the hilt of his sword, gripping it tightly as if about to draw it. But after a while, he suddenly exhaled, loosened his grip, and then bowed deeply to Chen Chuan.
"Please forgive me!"
Chen Chuan was surprised and asked, "What does this mean, Mr. San Cheng?"
San Cheng Huang bowed again and said, "I'm sorry, Chen Jun. I admit defeat!"
Chen Chuan was taken aback. He looked at his opponent and said slowly, "We haven't even clashed, how can you admit defeat, Mr. San Cheng?"
San Cheng Huang spoke earnestly, "There's no need for a clash. The moment I saw you, Chen Jun, I knew I wasn't your match. I've lost this battle."
Chen Chuan said, "If that's the case, Mr. San Cheng, then there's no need for this battle."
San Cheng Huang said, "Ah, please forgive me for making a decision that may disappoint you, Chen Jun, but..."
His voice gradually rose, and he drew the sword from his waist.
"But if it's just a friendly spar and not a life-or-death fight, I believe you won't take my life. I think I can be a good sparring partner!"
The people in the Handling Bureau stood before the holographic display, looking at each other in bewilderment. They had expected a fierce battle, but never imagined they would witness such a scene.
Someone frowned and said, "What's going on with San Cheng Huang? Is he trying to deceive Captain Chen, make him relax, and then strike when he's off guard?"
"It's not impossible."
Fighters are usually fearless, and few would admit defeat before a clash. Moreover, San Cheng Huang had traveled a great distance to find his opponent. How could he admit defeat without even fighting? Everyone felt there might be a hidden plot, and some couldn't help but worry about Chen Chuan.
"Captain Chen, don't fall for it!"
"Yes, let's warn Captain Chen quickly."
However, someone scoffed at the idea. Captain Chen had handled numerous formidable opponents since joining the Handling Bureau. How could he be fooled by such a petty trick? There was no need to worry about him.
At that moment, in the square, Chen Chuan said, "I rarely meet fighters like Mr. San Cheng."
San Cheng Huang replied, "It's nothing. Those who understand the times are heroes."
He paused, "My fighting philosophy has always been this way. When a fighter encounters a powerful opponent, they should know when to back down and not confront an enemy they can't handle for the sake of momentary pride.
My master despises me for this. He believes I can't grasp the true secrets of the school, and my junior apprentice, Jian Cheng Sheng, might be the most promising one. But he's now defeated. If the disciples who could have inherited the secrets are gone, leaving only me, who else can my master pass the secrets to besides me?"
Chen Chuan could sense that San Cheng Huang had opened up his mind and field, and his words resonated with the abnormality of his mental state. This was the very principle he practiced.
After a moment of thought, Chen Chuan looked at San Cheng Huang and said, "Mr. San Cheng, you are not without belief. Instead, you've chosen a practical path over distant and hazy goals."
San Cheng Huang, moved by Chen Chuan's words, exclaimed, "Chen Jun understands me!"
Chen Chuan looked at San Cheng Huang, agreeing with his words. Although they couldn't have a thrilling and exhilarating battle, he was still an excellent sparring partner.
Such an opponent was very useful for honing one's mental strength. Although Hong Fu might be better, her improved strength wouldn't truly harm him. This was the mechanism the academy had in place.
But if San Cheng Huang had the chance to hurt him, would he hold back?
Chen Chuan raised the Snow Lady Saber, holding it horizontally in front of him. With a gentle flick, he moved the scabbard aside, "Then let's begin."
San Cheng Huang held his sword with the blade forward, slowly raising it as the sleeves on his arms slid down, revealing his solid arms as strong as iron.
After a brief pause, he let out a loud shout, and his body suddenly leaped across the space between them, slashing with his sword!
Chen Chuan lifted the Snow Lady Saber to block, but before the two blades made contact, San Cheng Huang's sword moved nimbly, and he swiftly changed his attack, aiming for Chen Chuan's side.
However, the Snow Lady Saber also shifted, and Chen Chuan used his other hand to support the spine of the sword, twisting and pressing down to block San Cheng Huang's path. San Cheng Huang's sword flickered, and he jumped back to avoid the block.
Chen Chuan immediately realized that San Cheng Huang was trying to avoid any contact with Xue Jun Dao. Taking advantage of this, he quickly slashed several times with his long sword.
San Cheng Huang was forced to dodge continuously, as his own sword was almost useless, making him extremely passive. After just a few slashes, Xue Jun Dao's sword was already pressed against his neck.
Holding his long sword, Chen Chuan asked, "Why are you avoiding the fight, Mr. San Cheng?"
San Cheng Huang helplessly replied, "Because my Inner God informed me beforehand that I must not clash with your sword, or I would be defeated even faster. That's why I had to retreat."
"Inner God?"
San Cheng Huang explained, "Jian Cheng Sheng, my junior apprentice, has only cultivated to the realm of 'God Knows Not Me'. But I have already reached the realm of 'As My God Knows'. Before engaging the enemy, I can instantly discern the outcome of the battle and determine what can and cannot be done. I follow this inner guidance, which is why I seem so passive."
"That's why I conceded."
Chen Chuan pondered for a moment. San Cheng Huang's psychic abilities did seem to have some merit. When facing off against Xue Jun Dao, there was indeed a chance that his sword could be damaged.
Since this was a friendly spar and not a life-or-death battle, it was natural to be cautious.
Chen Chuan sheathed his sword, turned off the interdimensional connector, and then asked, "Mr. San Cheng, you can determine what can and cannot be done beforehand. Is this a secret technique passed down in your Wave Tide Pavilion?"
San Cheng Huang nodded, "This is indeed a secret technique of my Wave Tide Pavilion, but the methods vary from person to person, and what is sensed and known may not be the same for everyone."
"As far as I know, some people in this world are born with psychic advantages. As long as they cultivate their psychic abilities and receive proper guidance, they will develop unique psychic powers."
"For example, my senior apprentice, Bian Yue Yizhen, could sense the location of his enemies from a great distance the moment he entered the sect. No matter where the enemy went, they couldn't escape his perception."
"Some people can even foresee danger and choose to avoid it. If I had this ability, I might not have challenged you, Chen Jun."
Chen Chuan nodded slightly, thinking that Tie Yao might be one of those people.
This person could sense danger in advance and take evasive action. His ability to build such a reputation and consistently escape encirclement was largely due to this psychic power.
"But my teacher always emphasized that we shouldn't pursue these abilities. As our cultivation increases, we will gradually awaken our own unique talents."
San Cheng Huang spoke with some embarrassment, "Unfortunately, I haven't mastered this ability yet."
Chen Chuan smiled and said, "I believe that you, Mr. San Cheng, will eventually master it." With San Cheng Huang's staunch belief in self-preservation, he was destined to live longer than others. As long as he survived, there was always hope.
But at that moment, a thought crossed his mind, and he asked a question that piqued his interest, "According to what you said, Mr. San Cheng, if you feel you can win, does that mean you will definitely defeat your opponent?"
San Cheng Huang answered seriously, "At least, a firm belief in your heart is not empty. You should know that the spirit can become a substantial force."
Chen Chuan pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.
At this moment, he vaguely felt that once the spirit reached a certain level, it could nourish the material world, making one's actions more accurate, faster, and stronger.
Perhaps when the spirit reached a high enough level, it could even accomplish things that seemed impossible before.
He said, "I remember that Jian Cheng Sheng's final strike against me had the power to injure from a distance."
San Cheng Huang was suddenly surprised, "A spatial strike? That's using the 'Divine Blade' technique."
He sighed, "I thought Jian Cheng Sheng would need a few more years of honing before he could use that move in actual combat. It seems his progress is much faster than I expected."
He had only heard that Jian Cheng Sheng was defeated by Chen Chuan, but he didn't know the details of their battle.
Chen Chuan thought that Jian Cheng Sheng's display might not have been entirely due to his own abilities. The High Sky Jade Core likely played a role in enhancing his power.
He asked, "Can you use that move, Mr. San Cheng?"
San Cheng Huang answered honestly, "I can use it, but I won't. The sword contains my teacher's High Sky Jade Core and aberrant tissue."
"I'm filled with awe for my teacher, not just respect and admiration like some of my fellow disciples. If I use that move, there might be a psychic rejection, and I don't know what problems might arise. Even if I use it, it might not be pure."
He thought for a moment, "Perhaps in a life-or-death situation, I would use it. But until that moment, I don't know how I would choose. Maybe I would just accept death."
Chen Chuan said, "Your psychic cultivation is more profound than your junior apprentice, but if you keep avoiding combat, today's spar will lose its meaning."
San Cheng Huang's expression became solemn, "I have some basic techniques that I can demonstrate. I'm willing to show them to you, Chen Jun, as a token of gratitude for your mercy earlier."
Chen Chuan raised his sword again and slowly said, "That's exactly what I want to see."
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(End of Chapter)
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