Chapter 633: Broken Blade
Chapter 633: Broken Blade
Chen Chuan had already anticipated the identity of this person. With such an aura and spiritual cultivation, only the First Disciple of Anyao Pavilion could possess such power. He shifted his gaze to the waist of Ya Jianhong, where two swords of different lengths were sheathed. Chen Chuan nodded and spoke, "Pureline Sect, Chen Chuan."
"Pureline Sect..."
Ya Jianhong felt like he had heard this name somewhere, but he didn't give it much thought. He was too eager to obtain the Rift to care about anyone else's presence.
At that moment, sounds came from behind, and the disciples of Anyao Pavilion entered one by one. Upon seeing Chen Chuan, they were both surprised and doubtful.
Ya Jianhong still retained a trace of his original appearance, but he also resembled his teacher in some ways, especially in his demeanor. If they had only seen his silhouette, they might have mistaken him for the teacher.
Shi Yuanba glanced at Chen Chuan and approached him, speaking in a low voice, "Senior Brother, we..."
Instinctively, he sensed that Chen Chuan wouldn't be an easy opponent. Moreover, being relied upon by the Single Stream Pavilion, this person must be a formidable fighter. However, they were inside the Rift, and there were no others around. There was no need to follow any rules; they could simply gang up on him.
Ya Jianhong paid no heed to Shi Yuanba and kept his gaze fixed on Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan, in turn, looked at Ya Jianhong. His voice was calm as he spoke, "I hope you'll be a worthy opponent. So, let's eliminate the irrelevant first."
As he finished speaking, a flash of light gleamed in his eyes, and at the same time, a powerful spiritual energy emanated from him.
Shi Yuanba felt a sudden dizziness, and behind him, one after another, the sounds of bodies falling to the ground were heard. In an instant, the disciples of Anyao Pavilion lost consciousness, their heads hitting the ground.
Ya Jianhong and his fellow disciples all felt their heads spinning, and they knelt on the ground. He felt the world spinning, unable to stand up for a moment, let alone engage in combat. His heart was filled with astonishment at this spiritual energy...
Ya Jianhong stood firmly in front, facing the onslaught of spiritual energy without budging an inch. Not only that, but the spiritual power within his body surged back towards Chen Chuan, as if to suppress him in one go.
Chen Chuan remained unmoved. When he released his spiritual energy, he anticipated this kind of impact and had already prepared the "Hollow Seal" to counter it.
However, to his surprise, the opponent's spiritual energy, though powerful, was not concentrated. It couldn't even disperse his outer spiritual defense. Recalling Olivar's previous mention of spiritual attachment, Chen Chuan understood the situation.
Ya Jianhong, seeing that Chen Chuan was also unaffected, showed a hint of surprise and a trace of annoyance. He quickly abandoned this attempt and opened his mouth again, "Strong spiritual energy, but I don't enjoy this soft and weak contest."
He reached for the hilt of the long sword at his waist and slowly drew it out. At the same time, his eyes turned blood-red, as if the pupils had disappeared.
Chen Chuan stood still, not drawing his sword. The Snow Lady Saber was not yet fully awakened, making it difficult to fully bear and unleash his Heart Force. Moreover, he had many ideas these days, and this opponent was a perfect test.
On Ya Jianhong's side, the sword was now completely unsheathed. He raised the sword high and slowly lowered it towards Chen Chuan's direction. Just before it was about to be leveled, Ya Jianhong disappeared from his original position.
In the next instant, he appeared abruptly in front of Chen Chuan, and the snow-bright blade was descending upon him!
Chen Chuan observed the reflection on the sword tip, and at that moment, he could even feel the vibrations transmitted through his feet as Ya Jianhong stepped forward. Just as the blade was about to strike his forehead, Chen Chuan raised one hand, blocking the edge with his palm, and the force from the sword flowed into him.
His feet sank into the ground, but this space was entirely composed of the lifeform, making it incredibly resilient. The force was absorbed without causing any damage or cracks.
Ya Jianhong was astonished to see the sword blocked, especially since it was done barehanded. However, without hesitation, he struck again, his blade slicing through the air with incredible speed, creating a continuous howling sound as it tore through the void, causing the surrounding space to resonate and tremble.
But each of Ya Jianhong's attacks was precisely blocked by Chen Chuan, and he did so using only his arms to shield himself. The fierce force of the blade seemed to have no effect on him.
With offense comes defense. As Chen Chuan contemplated the offensive aspects of the Heart Force, he also considered the defensive aspects. If the Zhouyuan Technique emulated the Horizontal Training Force, it could also be combined with spiritual energy to simulate the Heart Force,
This would enhance defensive strength beyond its previous capabilities. Just as now, without using the Second Level Force, the simulated Horizontal Training Force had already blocked the attack.
Furthermore, under the continuous slashes of the blade, Chen Chuan's mind gained insights that he had struggled to reach in his solitary training. And within the ebb and flow of combat, a subtle transformation was taking place in his force, both offensively and defensively.
Despite witnessing Chen Chuan's defense, Ya Jianhong showed no signs of stopping.
The logic was simple. The physical strength and energy required for barehanded blocking would undoubtedly surpass his own, and there could be no room for error. Moreover, Chen Chuan's reach was shorter than the sword's length, making it impossible for him to effectively counterattack when under attack. Continuing this pattern of combat was advantageous for Ya Jianhong, so he saw no need to change tactics.
Additionally, he was also adjusting to his newfound power.
As Ya Jianhong relentlessly slashed with his long sword, the spiritual energy attached to his body gradually transitioned from dispersion to concentration. And under a certain will, this energy began to merge with his force.
After dozens of slashes, when Chen Chuan made another cut, a unique power appeared on the blade.
Chen Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly. The previous slashes were purely utilizing his extraordinary strength and speed, but this one contained a strand of Heart Power that he was familiar with.
So, he decided to test it.
Chen Chuan pivoted his shoulder, blocking with his elbow. A loud bang reverberated as the two forces collided, and a power surged into his body. However, his Horizontal Training Iron Body Technique kept it at bay, and the point of contact instantly erupted with a shockwave, causing his elbow's clothing to tear with a bang, and he retreated half a step.
Ya Jianhong wasn't unaffected either. The Horizontal Training Heart Power shook his blade, causing a brief pause in his continuous slashes, disrupting the follow-up attack.
Chen Chuan's eyes flickered. He instantly judged that this opponent had never encountered a warrior skilled in Heart Power before, lacking experience in this regard. Otherwise, such a mistake wouldn't have occurred, and he would have been mentally prepared at the very least.
As he retreated, Chen Chuan gathered his strength and lunged forward with a powerful punch. Before his fist even reached, the force from the front had already surged through the air.
Ya Jianhong's expression changed, and he retreated, swinging his blade horizontally to disperse the force. Although his movements appeared calm and fierce, Chen Chuan had already transitioned from defense to offense, cutting through the gap in his opponent's offense. Ya Jianhong hadn't prepared for this shift, and his rhythm faltered.
After that punch, Chen Chuan seized the moment of Ya Jianhong's hesitation and suddenly closed the distance, transforming his hands into a capturing grip. Before his hands reached their target, a tingling force had already emanated from his fingers, causing the opponent's skin to prickle.
Ya Jianhong immediately sensed the intense threat, and under this stimulation, the spiritual energy attached to his body surged once more.
In an instant, he made the most appropriate and ingenious response. He bent his elbow inward, horizontally blocking the blade in front of him, while his other hand moved to his waist, executing the unique "Turn Yang Maneuver" of the Anyao Pavilion.
The short blade, previously sheathed there, rotated with his fingers, and its tip, which had been facing forward, now pointed towards Chen Chuan. Simultaneously, the scabbard shattered under the impact, and as he used his other hand to cover, he thrust upwards from below towards Chen Chuan's throat.
This defensive move also carried a hidden and sinister counterattack. Moreover, there was more to it. A mist formed at the tip of the short blade, emanating an abnormally sharp sensation.
When Chen Chuan became aware of this, his spirit warned him that if he blocked it head-on, his neck would be pierced by a sword.
However, he knew this was the influence of spiritual energy. Before this, Talu had told him about the unique features of the Anyao Pavilion's combat techniques, including the renowned "Heart Walk" technique.
If he were to be deceived by this influence and dodge, his spirit would believe it to be a real threat. Even if it was originally impossible, the next time an attack reached him, it would become a reality due to the resonance between their spirits.
Therefore, he didn't dodge. Instead, he used the "Divide and Capture" technique from the capturing grip, pushing one hand up and the other down, pressing against the long blade and blocking the short blade's path. Then, he forcefully pushed outward.
He instantly pinned down the short blade, while the long blade was lifted upwards. After this division, a skilled captor would have taken advantage of the momentum to lock the opponent's neck and arms.
However, he didn't do that. Instead, he pressed forward again, using the "Throw and Bind" technique of the Throw and Bind Force. If he successfully embraced his opponent, he could capture them. But if he only threw and embraced, he would need to exert force again to subdue them, creating a gap for the enemy to escape.
Nevertheless, he utilized the seamless transition of the Zhouyuan Technique, gathering strength while using the capturing grip. Thus, when he employed the capturing grip, he could exert force directly. If his opponent was caught, their upper body's bones would be crushed, turning them into a pile of mud.
Two distinct forces were seamlessly connected and transformed at his will.
A strong sense of alarm arose within Ya Jianhong's mind. Under the influence of the spiritual energy, his body seemed infused with an invisible power. As he retreated, he twisted to the side, and the previously raised long blade was dragged downward, blocking vertically in front of him. Meanwhile, his other hand held the blade backward, pointing the tip outward.
This was an extremely appropriate response, blocking the throw and bind technique. However, while a person could dodge, the blade, used as a shield, couldn't.
The extended hands clamped onto the blade, and a force erupted from within. With the collision of the two Heart Powers, a cracking sound echoed, and the long blade shattered into two.
Ya Jianhong's pupils constricted, but he seized the opportunity to retreat, creating some distance between them.
Chen Chuan released his grip, allowing the broken blade to fall to the ground with a few clinks. Looking at Ya Jianhong, he said, "It seems you forgot to bring a good blade."
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(End of Chapter)
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