Chapter 526: The Seal Blade
Chapter 526: The Seal Blade
"The rule of Fenglin Pavilion is that only the strongest disciple in the pavilion can assume the position of the Grand Disciple."
"More than a decade ago, before this Mr. Gong Ying, Fenglin Pavilion had already confirmed the next heir, but he was slain by Mr. Gong Ying, who was only nineteen at the time. It is said that the victory was decided within just three moves."
"Over the past ten years, Mr. Gong Ying has faced numerous challenges without a single defeat. He would decapitate each opponent, gild their skulls, and display them as tea sets on the wall shelves. It is rumored that his home is now filled with three walls of these trophies."
"When Mr. Gong Ying fights, he is like a ghost or a deity, striking fear into the hearts of ordinary people. Hence, he earned such a title, and you would never want to witness him drawing his blade in battle."
Upon hearing this, the two staff members swallowed their saliva and showed signs of fear on their faces.
At this moment, sitting in the armored vehicle, Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu was listening to the discussions about himself coming from various parts of the vehicle, a faint smile on his face.
Guan Shangjing said, "Senior Disciple, you still have such a peculiar taste."
"Life needs some joy," Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu smiled, "especially when it's about hearing legends of oneself, it's truly satisfying."
Guan Shangjing felt a bit helpless. His senior disciple was particularly obsessed with stories of heroes from the old era, imitating their every move. He also had a peculiar habit of spreading news about himself.
He also paid great attention to the ceremonial aspects of combat, ensuring that every battle he participated in was filled with atmosphere. After defeating an opponent, he would even hire someone to write a short story, crafting a dramatic narrative of their battle.
And whenever he heard exaggerated and bizarre rumors about himself from others, he would become especially excited.
Thus, among the Three Pavilions overseas, while their levels were not significantly different, his reputation was the loudest, and by extension, Fenglin Pavilion became the most famous.
Matching this reputation was his strength.
The Grand Disciples of the Three Pavilions had never truly crossed paths, but whether it was An Yao Pavilion's Ye Jia Hong or Wave Tide Pavilion's Bian Yue Yizhen, their positions had remained unchanged for the past twenty years.
However, Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu had slain the previous Grand Disciple. He had witnessed the entire battle between the two and deeply admired and feared his senior disciple's strength. So, despite being older than his senior disciple, he respectfully addressed him as Senior Disciple Gong Ying.
Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu said leisurely, "Junior Disciple, I've seen the previous data, and it's impressive. He's a worthy opponent. Where is he now?"
"Senior Disciple Gong Ying..." Guan Shangjing hesitated.
Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu said, "Guan Shang Senior Disciple, you know that before I go into battle, I must send a challenge letter. It's my rule, and I hope you can understand."
Guan Shangjing looked at the round-framed glasses, unable to see the eyes behind them, but his heart trembled. Although this might expose the arrival of his senior disciple, there was no room for argument with Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu. He immediately lowered his head.
"Senior Disciple Gong Ying, please leave this matter to me."
Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu looked at him, and just as he felt a bit uneasy, Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu smiled and said, "No need, I've already made arrangements." He reached out and touched Jie Ping, "Hui Zhuliu, you go in my stead."
Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu crossed his arms and said, "A hero's entrance should not be taken lightly. I hope my challenge letter will meet his expectations."
"Hui Zhuliu?"
Guan Shangjing had left Fenglin Pavilion ten years ago. In his memory, Hui Zhuliu was just a teenager. A quick glance earlier revealed that he was also among those who descended from the airship.
He said, "It's an honor to deliver the challenge letter for Senior Disciple. I'll send someone to guide him, ensuring the letter reaches him."
Several hours later, as the sky brightened, an overseas fighter carrying a long and short blade emerged from the vehicle and walked towards the Xuan Gong Building.
The city security repeatedly stopped him for inspections along the way. Each time, he politely stopped and presented his martial arts pavilion membership card and the government affairs department's access pass.
When faced with warnings, he respectfully expressed that as a first-time visitor from overseas, he would abide by the rules of Central City.
For a one-kilometer distance, he walked for an hour. Upon reaching the Xuan Gong Building, he entrusted someone to deliver the letter inside and waited on the building's plaza.
Chen Chuan had arranged for the three individuals yesterday and returned to the academy to cultivate. While cultivating, he received a challenge letter from Jie Ping, signed by Mr. Gong Ying Changxiu. The letter politely stated that he had traveled across the ocean to seek a battle, having heard of Mr. Chen Chuan's reputation.
It also mentioned that he was from one of the Three Overseas Pavilions, Fenglin Pavilion, and had specially sent a disciple to demonstrate his knife skills.
Knife skills?
He was indeed interested in this and went to the window, glancing at the figure in black outside. However, after a quick look, he doubted whether this person could demonstrate the essence of knife skills.
Fighters possess an intuitive judgment of their opponents that goes beyond mere instinct. Even without considering specific fighting techniques, one can almost discern their level simply by observing their stance and aura.
And this person...
Just then, he suddenly spotted a figure walking in that direction. Slightly surprised, he thought for a moment before turning and leaving the dormitory, heading downstairs.
Hui Shi Lang was waiting there when a voice from the side called out, "Hui Shi Lang, sir."
He turned to see a foreign fighter dressed in traditional clothing. After a moment of recollection, he didn't recognize the person, so he asked in the foreign language, "Who might you be, sir?"
The man in front of him slightly bowed, "Wavefoam Academy, Three Cities Wilderness."
"So it's Three Cities sir." Hui Shi Lang politely bowed in return, "Why are you here, Three Cities sir?"
Three Cities straightened his body and said, "May I ask if you are here to deliver a duel invitation to Chen?"
Hui Shi Lang's eyes immediately changed, and he spoke in a low voice, "What does this have to do with you, Three Cities sir?"
Three Cities placed his hand on the hilt of his waist knife and said loudly, "Of course it does. I was once defeated by Chen, and I lost with complete submission. Hui Shi Lang sir, I believe that if you wish to challenge Chen, you must first pass my test."
As he spoke, he drew the long knife from his waist.
Hui Shi Lang also tightened his grip on his own knife at his waist, turned around, and said solemnly, "Although I am not the challenger, Three Cities sir, I cannot ignore such an action. I represent the Windforest Academy behind me, and drawing a knife in front of me is considered a challenge, and I must respond."
Three Cities maintained his stance, "Then let me witness the brilliance of Windforest Academy."
"Understood."
Hui Shi Lang raised his head and said, "I came here to demonstrate my senior brother's sword techniques to Mr. Chen, but Three Cities sir, I believe you can also make Mr. Chen see clearly."
He swiftly drew his knife and slowly raised it.
Three Cities placed his knife in front of him, and after a moment of standoff, both men stepped forward simultaneously. In the blink of an eye, they crossed paths and reached the spots where they had been standing.
The two stood back-to-back for a moment before Hui Shi Lang suddenly dropped his knife to the ground, his body leaning forward and collapsing, and a pool of blood spreading beneath him.
Three Cities exhaled, turned around, wiped his long knife with his sleeve, sheathed it, and then bowed deeply to the corpse on the ground.
"Thank you for your guidance."
Chen Chuan had just arrived downstairs. When he came out of the door, he witnessed the exchange between the two. He noticed that when Hui Shi Lang executed his sword technique, he transformed into another person in an instant, causing Chen Chuan to raise an eyebrow.
After bowing, Three Cities discovered a gap in his chest. He looked down and saw a sword mark on his chest, and the clothing there was also cut through, just barely stopping short of penetrating his body.
Chen Chuan approached and took a look, "Are you alright, Mr. Three Cities?"
Three Cities quickly turned and bowed, "I'm fine, Mr. Chen. I was just thinking about the last move. It must have been the legendary 'Seal Blade' technique."
"Seal Blade?"
Three Cities nodded, "Yes, the Windforest Academy members focus more on spiritual cultivation than us at Wavefoam Academy. But they also have their own spiritual techniques.
It is said that they can imprint their sword techniques onto the minds of their fellow disciples through spiritual convergence. Whenever they issue a duel invitation to a worthy opponent, they can have their disciples demonstrate their sword skills on their behalf.
This is both a show of strength and a test. If the opponent cannot withstand it, there's no need for a fight. But if they can, it proves they are worthy of a battle."
His expression turned solemn, "That last strike was less about Hui Shi Lang's skill and more about the prowess of Gong Ying Changxiu from Windforest Academy. And because there was a barrier, the essence of the technique couldn't be fully displayed. If Gong Ying Changxiu had executed the move himself, I might not have survived."
Chen Chuan nodded slightly and looked at him, "Why are you here today, Mr. Three Cities?"
Three Cities said, "I received news recently that Gong Ying Changxiu has arrived in Central City. I believe his target is you, Mr. Chen, so I came to inform you and ask you to be prepared. This opponent is not to be underestimated, and my actions just now were to show my sincerity."
Chen Chuan looked at him, "By doing this, aren't you siding with Windforest Academy and risking the potential trouble that may follow?"
"It doesn't matter," Three Cities said earnestly. "In this world on the brink of chaos, individuals must choose a side. And I believe," he raised his head and spoke loudly, "standing with you, Mr. Chen, is the right choice!"
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