Chapter 535: Ghost Palace Ying
Chapter 535: Ghost Palace Ying
Gong Ying Changxiu's body reacted faster than his consciousness, and he swiftly executed the Flowing Cut Sword technique, blocking the blade that was almost touching his face.
But immediately, he felt a powerful surge of force entering his body, causing him to be jolted and his strength to scatter. His body involuntarily retreated backwards.
His pupils contracted, and this force...
The power of this strike was far stronger than before, and it was accompanied by a mental shock that crashed into his mind. It wasn't overwhelmingly strong, but it was solid and unyielding, forcing him to simultaneously guard his spiritual core.
However, the attack from his opponent wasn't just about strength; the speed had also increased. Before he could fully gather and control his own strength, the second strike of the Snow Lady Saber had already arrived.
In this situation, he could only stimulate his essence blood and forcefully block the attack.
With his exceptional basic skills, and having withstood several powerful slashes, he continuously utilized the surrounding airflow to assist his body in exerting force while also dissipating the incoming power, managing to maintain his stance.
But even with a stable defense and great resilience, if he couldn't suppress the opponent's offensive, he could only passively endure the onslaught. There would eventually be a limit.
After blocking another strike of the Snow Lady Saber, he felt the Flowing Cut Sword tremble slightly in his hand, almost losing his grip. His strength was momentarily difficult to control and adjust.
At this moment, he caught sight of the blade approaching again, and a shudder of fear ran through him. His body broke out in a cold sweat, and he knew that if he couldn't block this strike, he would surely be cut down. Just then, his heart began to race, and a blood-red color appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, his speed increased, and he seemed to flicker like a fleeting shadow, dodging to the side.
The Snow Lady Saber sliced through the air, and a pair of broken glasses flew into the sky, then fell to the ground with a 'pa' sound, shattering into pieces.
Gong Ying Changxiu had retreated from his original position, and he lowered his head, with strands of fresh blood dripping down onto the ground.
He slowly spoke, "Mr. Chen's martial prowess has greatly impressed me. Only then is this battle worth publicizing!"
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head, and unlike his previous gentle expression, his face now revealed bulging veins, and even his exposed forearms had protruding tendons.
One could see that the sword scar on his forehead had healed in an instant, leaving only traces of blood, giving him a terrifying appearance.
He stepped forward, pointing the Flowing Cut Sword towards the sky, and with a sideways stance, he faced Chen Chuan. This was the Lone Battle Stance of the Wind Forest Pavilion.
At the same time, a faint black aura emerged from his body, and the gravel and sand around his feet were stirred by an unseen force, swirling around him.
His hair had somehow grown longer, transforming from short to medium length, covering part of his cheeks, and the black smoke rising from him gradually formed a ghostly face behind him, as if it were howling.
The three disciples of the Wind Forest Pavilion, upon seeing this, had looks of dread on their faces and unconsciously took steps back.
They knew that at this moment, Senior Brother Gong Ying was using the Wind Forest Pavilion's secret Ghostly Strength, and he was at his most terrifying state.
Chen Chuan glanced at the massive ghostly face in the sky, took a deep breath, and white smoke began to emanate from his body, forming a swirling milky-white mist that didn't dissipate even in the wind.
He held the sword horizontally in front of him, the gleaming blade reflecting his calm gaze. In the next instant, his figure blurred, and once again, he vanished from everyone's sight.
A hint of intensity leaked from Gong Ying Changxiu's eyes, and with the Ghostly Strength, his reaction speed and power had significantly increased.
In his eyes, the world seemed to slow down, and he clearly saw Chen Chuan rushing straight towards him, gradually closing the distance.
Gong Ying Changxiu slowly raised his sword, leaning forward slightly, and simultaneously, he met Chen Chuan's strike, blocking the Snow Lady Saber with his own.
The next moment, the world abruptly accelerated, and two streams of black and white energy collided, creating a burst of energy that surged and rippled.
Gong Ying Changxiu trembled, his face contorting in a terrifying manner, with veins bulging.
He had intended to use a secret technique to counter Chen Chuan, but the result was unexpected. This time, he felt as if he had collided with an unyielding barrier, and his body came to an abrupt halt.
The point of contact between the two swords emitted a grinding sound, and the Flowing Cut Sword was gradually being pushed back.
Sensing something amiss, he let out a loud shout, stimulating his essence blood, and forcefully pushed the Snow Lady Saber away. However, Chen Chuan followed his momentum, and the Snow Lady Saber retreated, gathering strength before slashing again.
Gong Ying Changxiu could only strike downward, but this led to another collision, causing his body to tremble, and the ghostly face behind him also shook slightly, as if struggling to maintain stability.
(End of Chapter)As Chen Chuan grasped the rhythm of the battle, he leveraged his advantage to force a test of strength.
In a duel, a well-executed counter-attack could allow one to calmly shift with foresight, but now he had lost the initiative and could only follow his opponent's lead.
This wasn't a matter of skill but a misjudgment, causing him to miss an opportunity. Chen Chuan didn't give him a chance to regroup, and before he could deal with one attack, another slash was upon him.
At this moment, Snow Lady Saber shifted with a Flowing Raze, intending to sweep it away. Gong Ying Changxiu immediately tried to stabilize it, but the force of the clash caused his footing to waver, almost losing his balance. Snow Lady Saber then slid along the blade's spine, following the path of the saber's edge.
Gong Ying Changxiu's face twitched as he realized a counter-block with his saber was too late. Instead, he pivoted at the waist, drawing a hidden short blade from his waist. With a swift motion, he blocked Snow Lady Saber.
This move, known as "Yin Lock and Conceal," crossed the short blade with Flowing Raze, allowing him to parry the incoming attack and then twist the opponent's blade.
However, the force on the blade was too much for him to follow up with subsequent moves.
Chen Chuan's gaze locked onto him, his transformed body's internal organs rotating in layers, as he exerted a force that extended to the saber.
Gong Ying Changxiu couldn't withstand the power, and the two sabers were instantly jolted apart. His body leaned back, but he quickly recovered, his foot lashing out to sweep Chen Chuan's knee.
This was the Foot Saber Stance, a kick with enough force to sever a person's leg.
The kick connected with Chen Chuan's leg, but it didn't have the intended effect. As the force landed, it was immediately neutralized by the transformed tissues there.
Chen Chuan's saber was already pushing forward, but his kick transformed into a slash, and he made contact with his opponent's shin. Part of the transformed tissues exerted force, and his body spun half a turn on the ground. Dodging the downward push of Snow Lady Saber, he raised his short blade from below, aiming for Chen Chuan's neck.
This was "Life and Death Spin," a move that combined with Foot Saber Stance, hiding life within death. It was a move that could reverse the tide of battle, requiring precise coordination of strength, accuracy, and speed.
However, before the blade reached Chen Chuan, it was grabbed mid-air, twisted, and snapped with a loud crack, shattering into pieces.
A moment of stiffness passed as he exerted his strength, and then Chen Chuan charged forward, colliding with him. A burst of power rippled through his body, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds. His entire body lifted off the ground.
But before he could fly away, he was grabbed and pulled back. A chilling coldness touched his neck, and he couldn't muster the strength to lift his eyes, only managing to look upward.
Chen Chuan's gaze fell on him, and he apologized, "Sorry, I'm in a rush." With a backhand swipe of Snow Lady Saber, Gong Ying Changxiu's head flew off his body.
The ghostly smoke above momentarily froze, then a gust of wind swept through, dispersing it. Just then, a gunshot rang out in the distance.
Chen Chuan, as if expecting it, reached out and slapped the bullet to the ground. He looked in the direction of the shot, and as another gunshot echoed in his ear, a blood flower burst in the scope of the sniper rifle across the building. Qin Qingque, on their side, held her rifle steady, the sound of the shot still lingering.
When the sniper fired at Chen Chuan, she reacted swiftly, eliminating the threat.
Chen Chuan glanced back, sensing something amiss. He looked down and saw a tentacle-like object extending from a nearby rift, wrapping around Gong Ying Changxiu's corpse and pulling it away with a single tug.
His eyes flashed, and he stepped on Flowing Raze in Gong Ying Changxiu's hand, preventing it from being taken as well.
The tentacle withdrew with Gong Ying Changxiu's body, and the rift quickly disappeared.
He looked on, deep in thought. That feeling from before seemed...
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