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Chapter 552: Intercepting the Attack
Chapter 552: Intercepting the Attack
After setting their stances, Nie Guanshan and Yang Can did not take the initiative to attack.
Having reached the third limit in their cultivation, the gap between them was not significant. The harmony of their spirits and bodies only proved their level of cultivation, but it did not represent absolute combat strength.
When it came to actual combat, it was the performance in the heat of battle that mattered.
In this regard, due to the differences in their power, each person had their strengths and weaknesses. However, their teamwork was enough to make up for each other's shortcomings and even amplify their advantages.
They believed that if the plan was executed smoothly, it would be enough to defeat Chen Bitong.
At this moment, Chen Bitong also stood still, seemingly observing and contemplating countermeasures. However, in the arena, Yang Can's presence was the strongest. As the latter murmured incantations, it gave people the illusion that the long ropes between his fingers were slowly coming to life.
Clearly, he was stimulating his psychic power by reciting some kind of scripture, allowing the power he mastered to conform to the rituals of the ancient kingdom religion, thus possessing greater might.
This situation should be stopped. The method was simple: distract him from his recitation, or in other words, drag him into an intense battle.
But here, one couldn't ignore Nie Guanshan. With the Immortal Bow Technique, he would block the opponent's path no matter which direction they chose, and use the stake power to neutralize their power.
Even if he managed to dodge into the rift and avoid the opponent's obstruction, as long as he reappeared, if Chen Chuan reacted quickly enough, just a slight delay would be enough for Nie Guanshan to catch up again.
The two of them could intercept and keep him at bay.
So, to break free from Nie Guanshan and attack Yang Can, the first person to deal with was actually Chen Chuan, who seemed to be the weakest link.
This didn't refer to his ability, but rather his teamwork, as he seemed to be excluded from the coordination of the other two, and his psychic power wasn't as solid as theirs.
So...
He turned his gaze to Chen Chuan and took a step towards his direction.
Yang Can and the other two were watching his every move intently, and when they saw his action, their eyes showed no surprise.
Chen Chuan was the gap they had left, and although this gap seemed like a trap, attacking this point still offered a glimmer of hope for victory. Not attacking would almost certainly lead to defeat, and everyone understood this choice.
However, in the next moment, the expressions of the two changed slightly.
When Chen Bitong took his second step forward, he suddenly turned towards Yang Can.
It wasn't because he had once taught Chen Chuan, nor was it because this point might be a decoy. Rather, he instinctively felt that Chen Chuan's side was the hardest to break through among the three.
He chose to trust his intuition.
Upon realizing this, Yang Can, who had been reciting, leaped back without hesitation, retreating further.
Nie Guanshan's spirit locked onto Chen Bitong, and at this moment, he shouted and tapped his toes, instantly dashing forward with his fists extended. His speed was so fast that it was like a teleportation.
Even in the eyes of everyone in the arena, his movement was so swift that it was almost impossible to discern, leaving only a straight trajectory in the air, accompanied by a booming explosion in the atmosphere.
The Immortal Bow Technique not only allowed one to send oneself to meet the immortals but also to send others there as well! Chen Bitong's figure was instantly pierced by the fists, but this was just a remnant image left in place. However, having already taken a step ahead, he appeared near Yang Can in the next moment and launched an attack.
Chen Chuan had been sensing the situation in the arena. Although his psychic power might not be as strong as the others, thanks to the heightened awareness from the Spirit Reflection Technique, his sensitivity was no less.
At this moment, after sensing a slight ripple in the psychic realm, he slashed with his sword towards an empty space dozens of meters away.
Chen Bitong's figure emerged from nothingness, his body shimmering with the light of the rift. With a small dagger he carried, he blocked the slash, and his arm trembled imperceptibly, dissipating the power that came from the slash.
Chen Chuan could feel that his power wasn't as weak as it seemed, but the opponent seemed to have used some kind of method combining psychic power and power, making it relatively easy to neutralize.
However, at this moment, he didn't need to defeat the opponent with one slash; he just needed to delay him slightly. Now, because of his action, Chen Bitong couldn't continue his attack, as Nie Guanshan was rushing towards him again.
He saw Chen Bitong looking deeply into his eyes, and in that moment, his spirit quickly dissipated. With a boom, Nie Guanshan's mighty power swept horizontally, and the remnant image left in place became flickering and unstable.
He looked up again, and Chen Bitong had returned to his original position, as if he had never moved.
The sound of the scripture recitation beside him grew faster and louder, and Yang Can had also returned to his previous position.
Chen Chuan glanced over and saw the long ropes swirling around Yang Can's body. As time passed, he felt the danger in the situation gradually increasing.
Yang and Nie, although they did not inform him of the specifics, he was a man who understood the secret rituals of the Old Kingdom Religion. With a glance, he could roughly guess that this was some sort of ritual.
Moreover, from the moment he stood here, he felt an extremely subtle psychic power attempting to influence him, and his second self displayed signs of mutation.
He initially thought it was the environment affecting him, but after their recent confrontation, he was certain it wasn't. He turned his gaze towards Nie Guanshan, who was holding the Immortal Bow Technique.
After Chen Bitong's probing attempt, he seemed to ponder for a moment, then surprisingly turned and walked towards the box placed by the roadside.
Yang and Nie watched coldly, unmoved.
They weren't worried about Chen Bitong delaying, as once the ritual was complete, capturing the target would become extremely easy. So, it was the latter who should be anxious.
Chen Bitong opened the box, reached in, and took out two swords. One was a fine, long, and sharp dagger, and the other was a flexible sword. He shook it open, revealing a design identical to the one held by Fang Zhixin. But it was longer, almost reaching over ten meters, and could be described as a long, flexible whip sword.
Under his manipulation, with a slight flick of his wrist, the sword began to swirl around his body.
Usually, he didn't use weapons because his String Emptiness Power was sufficient against Third Limit fighters. But in special circumstances, certain weapons could be extremely useful.
Many called him Master, and for good reason. He was not limited to a single power or offensive method; he could adapt to different enemies, especially those with relatively simple tactics.
He returned to the field, facing Yang Can, clearly preparing to break through from this position again.
As he moved forward, Nie Guanshan seemed to have sensed something. With a sudden opening of his eyes, he charged towards an empty space, and another Chen Bitong appeared out of thin air, only to be pierced by his fist.
But this time, a third Chen Bitong appeared behind him and stabbed at his neck with a sword.
Nie Guanshan remained calm. The Immortal Bow Technique had both offensive and defensive moves, and these two simple moves had been honed through countless battles. No matter the angle of attack, he could block it.
He quickly withdrew his fist, maintaining the initial Immortal Bow stance. The sword pierced his neck, and in an instant, a sharp and penetrating power entered his body, then transformed into a subtle force like a thread, seeping into every part of his body, seemingly unstoppable.
String Emptiness Power?
Nie Guanshan smirked inwardly, acknowledging the power's tenacity. Others might lose their resistance after a single hit, and even he, maintaining the Immortal Bow stance, couldn't completely neutralize it. But the strength of the Immortal Bow Technique lay in its integrated offense and defense. As long as he struck again with the Worship of the Immortal Fist, this power would be expelled.
And this process was almost unstoppable, unless one had absolute power to strike him dead, in which case there'd be no need to engage in a protracted fight.
As he thought this, his combat instincts had already driven his body to lunge forward with a punch.
However, this time, his attack was slightly slower than before. This was because, although he could expel the residual power, there was still a slight hindrance during the process.
At this moment, as Chen Bitong's illusory figure was pierced, another figure appeared further behind him, as expected. And as anticipated, Chen Chuan appeared with a sword, slashing towards him.
He raised his short sword to block, easily neutralizing the power while simultaneously whipping his other hand's ten-meter-long whip sword towards the distant Yang Can.
This was because Nie Guanshan had been slightly slower, giving him more room to adjust. Even while blocking, he could launch an attack, unlike before when he was blocked and unable to strike back.
But at this moment, Nie Guanshan had recovered, and with a flicker, he blocked the whip sword's path. This sword, too, seemed easy to block.
However, just as he watched the longsword almost land on him, its tip suddenly vanished, appearing out of thin air near Yang Can, directly pointing at his forehead! This sword had utilized the rift to teleport, bypassing him to attack Yang Can from behind!
Chen Bitong stared at the front, unable to bypass Nie Guanshan, but his sword could.
This ritual required precise control of one's breath, ensuring each step was executed flawlessly. He didn't need to force this silent man to speak, but by making him feel threatened and compelled to use his power defensively, he could disrupt his rhythm.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared beside the sword's path, and a bright snow-like saber light slashed towards the sword's tip with pinpoint accuracy!
With a clang, the longsword was struck, its tip curving like heavy waves, and the power within it was completely blocked by this saber.
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(End of Chapter)
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