Chapter 510: Tide Sight
Chapter 510: Tide Sight
Zhang Chengsheng adjusted his stance, and his aura surged like a rising tide, but just as quickly, it subsided, almost as if it had vanished into nothingness.
It was as if the entire realm and all spiritual presences had disappeared.
If not for the sight of him standing there, one might doubt the existence of an opponent.
He spoke, "Sir Chen, this technique is called 'Resurrection Concealment'. I've only just mastered it. It requires the use of Divine Stillness to push through both offense and defense, and it can't be sustained for long. Be careful, Sir Chen."
As he spoke, he raised his sword, and in the instant the wind blew across the mountain peak, he seemed to teleport, appearing right before his opponent, and his sword descended silently.
This time, he was no longer afraid of clashing blades.
This was because, from their previous sparring, he had confirmed that Chen Chuan would not kill him. Without that fear, he could fight without restraint.
Chen Chuan sensed his seriousness, which was exactly what he needed. Despite feeling that his opponent's presence was elusive and unpredictable, it was impossible to completely disregard his own existence.
He lifted his sword, and with a loud clang, he blocked his opponent's blade.
Zhang Chengsheng's words were more timid than anyone's, but the power in his sword was undeniably formidable. At this moment, the sensation was no less than the explosive power of the Iron Demon, and as their blades touched, a surge of psychic power flowed into him.
This sensation was something he had never experienced with Jian Chengsheng or any previous opponent. After so many days of sparring with Hong Fu, his instincts kicked in, and he used the Hollow Seal to counter his enemy. If the psychic power flowed in, he could immediately retaliate.
Zhang Chengsheng's experience was evident, and his spirit was fleeting, not delving deeper. After blocking the first strike, he slashed again, and his sword seemed to possess a unique technique, leveraging the force from the previous attack. His moves were seamless, and they grew faster and faster, like a raging tide.
After blocking several strikes, Chen Chuan realized this sword technique had a power-accumulating ability. Not only was the force in the sword formidable, but the spirit was restrained, waiting to burst forth when pushed to a certain extent. He couldn't let his opponent continue to build momentum.
As their blades touched again, the alien tissue pushed, and the power in his sword surged. Simultaneously, the Mindshaking Hammer's power naturally enhanced his blade. In this instant, Zhang Chengsheng unleashed his hidden psychic power.
Their spirits collided, and Chen Chuan felt a burst of light erupt from his Heart Jade, while Zhang Chengsheng's eyes shone with brilliance.
He could sense that his opponent's psychic power was undoubtedly stronger than his own. After all, he had only recently embarked on this path, but the Heart Jade he had forged through sparring with Hong Fu remained steadfast, unshaken by the onslaught.
This move was not only a spiritual clash but also a physical confrontation. The power in his sword was clearly a notch above his opponent's, sealing his tide-like sword momentum.
Zhang Chengsheng's body inevitably trembled, and the alien tissue within him had to dissipate the incoming force. In the next moment, he saw the flash of a sword before his eyes, and Chen Chuan's sword momentum remained unaffected.
He couldn't block in time, but his body suddenly burst with strength, pulling him back and blocking the subsequent slashes with precision.
He had just used the Wave Pavilion's secret technique, the Tide Sight, which could accumulate power during both offense and defense. Each move could store a bit of force, and when fully accumulated, it would burst forth like a raging tide. However, if unable to launch an offense, it could be used to strengthen defense instead.
After blocking seven consecutive strikes, the previously accumulated power gradually dissipated, and his momentum and strength began to wane. But he used this opportunity to adjust himself.
However, at this moment, he noticed that Chen Chuan's sword had accelerated again, faster than before, almost appearing in a flash.
His heart raced, and his body surged with strength, matching his opponent's sword momentum.
In a life-or-death battle, such a strategy could be a significant disadvantage if a chance to strike wasn't found quickly. But he didn't mind this, as long as he could prolong the battle.
For several minutes, they engaged in intense and continuous offense and defense, both highly attuned, avoiding a stalemate and maintaining a reasonable boundary.
As they clashed physically, they also had to constantly test and clash spiritually.
This observation of the battle situation, along with the processing and analysis of information, required extreme concentration, beyond what a typical fighter could endure.
Chen Chuan felt acutely that those who cultivated psychic power indeed held a significant advantage in such battles. Under normal circumstances, those who hadn't taken this step couldn't withstand a single strike imbued with mature psychic power.
When used appropriately, it was like relying on physical prowess to overpower an opponent, almost guaranteeing victory in a single move.
Zhang Chengsheng's psychic power had a solid foundation and advanced techniques, especially in the 'As Mind Knows' state, where he acted without a second thought, guided by the god within his heart.
Chen Chuan had tried to lure his opponent with the "Hollow Seal" technique several times, but the other party never fell for it, probably because they were aware of his skill or had sensed the danger in advance. They never ventured into the trap.
In such a confrontation, unless one's physical qualities surpassed the other's, it was almost impossible to defeat them before their psychic power was exhausted.
After sparring for half an hour, Zhang Cheng suddenly took a step back, sheathed his sword, and said loudly, "Sir Chen, please stop. My spiritual essence is nearly depleted, and I can't hold on any longer."
Chen Chuan smiled, knowing that despite Zhang Cheng's claim of exhaustion, his vigorous voice indicated he still had some reserves. However, after sparring for so long, if they continued without a clear victor, it would just be a test of endurance. There was no need to continue.
He withdrew his sword and nodded in acknowledgment, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Zhang Cheng. I've learned a lot."
Zhang Cheng bowed slightly, "Sir Chen, your words are too kind. Your demeanor is truly awe-inspiring, and I've rarely seen such a presence in my life. It's an honor to spar with you."
At that moment, he noticed the sheath of Xue Jun's sword lying at his feet. His expression turned solemn, and he bent down to pick it up. Then, with great respect, he walked forward and returned the sheath to Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan reached out to take it, nodding as he said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang Cheng."
Zhang Cheng bowed again.
Chen Chuan sheathed his sword and looked around. During their fight, they hadn't been too concerned about their surroundings, but there wasn't much damage.
Even though they hadn't used their full strength, the sturdiness of the Path God Temple was evident.
Demolishing a place like this would likely incur a significant cost, and it was far from the city center, almost reaching the edge of the city. It was no wonder that it hadn't been used again.
However, using this place to build a martial arts hall dedicated to internal sparring and exchange was a good idea.
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At this moment, Zhang Cheng was also tidying up his clothes and weapons. He walked over and looked down at the mountain, saying, "My grandmother's mother used to live here.
According to them, there were daily worshippers, but they didn't truly believe in this deity. However, for the sake of their family, they were willing to perform this ritual day after day, even when they went overseas, they didn't change this habit. Although the deity they worshipped was different, their intentions were the same."
Chen Chuan nodded, but he sensed something unusual in Zhang Cheng's tone. He asked, "Mr. Zhang Cheng, what is it? Have you seen a deity overseas?"
"I've seen some seemingly divine things." Zhang Cheng recalled, "Later, I realized that they were probably mutated creatures, possibly influenced by something from the other side. Every month, they demanded the sacrifice of a pair of children.
I remember when I was six or seven years old, I followed the villagers to participate in the sacrificial ceremony. I saw that creature crawl out of the beach, like a wet mud, covering the entire beach. At that time, I heard and saw many illusions..."
Then he saw a flash of sword light, as if these illusory worlds were torn apart. When he opened his eyes again, he saw an abnormally tall and majestic figure standing with their back to them, holding an astonishingly long sword. The creature in front of them had already turned into a pool of melted sludge.
He closed his eyes slightly, and even though he was now a fighter, the memory of that day's scene—the gloomy clouds, the surging waves, and the children's shrill screams—still sent a chill down his spine.
That scene was like a deep imprint, seared into the depths of his mind.
Then he heard Chen Chuan ask in his ear, "I wonder, Mr. Zhang Cheng, how do you compare to the Wind Crane Pavilion Master?"
"As for the teacher, I'm still far from matching him."
Zhang Cheng replied honestly, "The teacher has already transcended the 'God and I as One' realm and has inherited the title of 'Pavilion Guardian' as a Saber Master."
"God and I as One"?
Zhang Cheng explained, "This is a realm higher than 'As Mind Knows.' It's a state where God and I are one, with no hindrance to the body and spirit, and one can act as they wish. Once achieved, it's a path to break through limits."
"And beyond this lies the secret teachings of the Wave Pavilion. Unfortunately, only the successive Pavilion Guardians are qualified to cultivate it. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to witness it."
Hearing Zhang Cheng's explanation, Chen Chuan understood that "God and I as One" was likely the perfect integration of spirit and body. The Wind Crane Pavilion Master had even surpassed this realm, and the so-called "Saber Master" probably referred to a fighter, as many places overseas still used ancient titles.
Only with such an identity could a powerful martial arts hall be supported.
Chen Chuan said, "Today's sparring was very fruitful, Mr. Zhang Cheng. I'll seek your guidance again in the future."
Zhang Cheng bowed slightly, "I'll be staying in Jibei Province for a while. Sparring with you, Sir Chen, has been very beneficial. If you have any guidance, I'll be waiting."
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