Chapter 633: The Broken Blade
Chapter 633: The Broken Blade
Chen Chuan had already anticipated the identity of this person, and only the top disciple of An Yao Pavilion could possess such aura and spiritual cultivation. He shifted his gaze to Yajian Hong's waist, where two knives, one long and one short, were sheathed. Chen Chuan nodded and spoke, "Pure Sect, Chen Chuan."
"Pure Sect..."
Yajian Hong felt like he had heard this name somewhere, but he didn't dwell on it. He was too lazy to think about it, and today, no matter who was here, they wouldn't stop him from claiming the rift.
At that moment, sounds came from behind, and the disciples of An Yao Pavilion entered one by one. Seeing Chen Chuan, they were both surprised and suspicious.
Yajian Hong still retained a trace of his original appearance, but it also resembled his teacher's usual image, especially in terms of temperament. If they had only seen his silhouette, they would have almost thought it was the teacher who had come here.
Shiyuan Ba glanced at Chen Chuan and approached him, speaking softly, "Senior Brother, we..."
He instinctively sensed that Chen Chuan was not easy to deal with, and the person whom the Solitary Stream Pavilion relied on should be a formidable opponent. However, they were inside the rift, and there were no others around, so there was no need to follow any rules. All they had to do was gang up on him.
Yajian Hong ignored him and kept his eyes on Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan also looked at Yajian Hong and spoke calmly, "I hope you'll be a worthy opponent. So, let's get rid of the bystanders first."
As he finished speaking, a flash of light flickered in his eyes, and at the same time, a powerful spiritual force emanated from him.
Shiyuan Ba felt dizzy for a moment, and behind him, there were consecutive sounds of people falling to the ground. In an instant, all the disciples of An Yao Pavilion lost consciousness and fell face-first onto the ground.
Shiyuan Ba and several of his fellow disciples all felt their heads grow heavy, and they knelt on the ground. He felt the world spinning, and for a moment, he couldn't even get up, let alone engage in combat. His heart trembled at this spiritual force...
Yajian Hong stood firmly in front, facing the onslaught of the spiritual force without flinching. Not only that, but the spiritual power within his body surged back towards Chen Chuan, as if trying to suppress him in one go.
Chen Chuan remained unmoved. When he released the spiritual force, he knew he would face such an impact and had already prepared the 'Hollow Seal' to counter it.
However, unexpectedly, the opponent's spiritual force, though strong, was not concentrated. It couldn't even break through his outer spiritual defense, and he recalled Olive's previous mention of spirit attachment. Chen Chuan now understood.
Yajian Hong saw that Chen Chuan was also unaffected, revealing a trace of disappointment and frustration. He soon abandoned this attempt and opened his mouth again, "A strong spiritual force, but I don't like this soft and weak contest."
He reached for the handle of the long knife at his waist and slowly drew it out. At the same time, his eyes turned blood-red, as if the pupils had disappeared from his eyes.
Chen Chuan stood still, not drawing his knife. The Snow Lady Sword had not yet fully awakened, making it difficult to fully bear and unleash his heart power. Moreover, he had been pondering many things these days and wanted to test them out on this opponent.
On Yajian Hong's side, the knife was now completely unsheathed. He raised the blade high and slowly lowered it towards Chen Chuan's direction. However, just before it was about to be level, he disappeared from his original position.
The next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Chen Chuan, and the glittering blade was already descending towards him!
Chen Chuan watched the reflection on the blade tip, and at this moment, he could even feel the vibrations from the ground as Yajian Hong took each step. Just as the blade was about to strike his forehead, one of Chen Chuan's hands rose, and he blocked the blade's edge with the edge of his palm, allowing the force of the blade to enter.
His feet sank into the ground, but the space was entirely composed of the biological body, incredibly resilient. The area where the force was applied showed no signs of damage or cracking.
Yajian Hong was surprised to see the knife blocked, and moreover, it was blocked with bare hands. However, he continued his onslaught, slashing the blade again and again, each strike faster and more ferocious than the last, causing a continuous howling sound as the surrounding space echoed and trembled.
But Chen Chuan accurately blocked each attack, and he did so with his arms, deflecting the fierce blade's force without sustaining any injury.
Where there is offense, there must be defense. While Chen Chuan contemplated the offensive heart power, he also considered the issue of defense. If Zhou Yuan's technique emulated the Steelheart Technique, it could also be combined with spiritual power to simulate the heart power.
In this way, the defensive strength would be even more powerful than before. As it was now, even without using the second technique, the emulated Steelheart Technique had already blocked the attacks.
Furthermore, under the continuous blade slashes, his mind was filled with insights that he usually couldn't reach when pondering alone. With constant adjustments, the force was quietly undergoing a certain transformation in both offense and defense.
Although Yajian Hong saw Chen Chuan blocking every strike, he had no intention of stopping.
The logic was simple. The physical strength and energy consumption required for blocking with bare hands must exceed his own, and there could be no room for error. Moreover, Chen Chuan's reach was shorter than the blade's length, and when under attack, he couldn't effectively counterattack Yajian Hong. Continuing this way was advantageous for Yajian Hong, and he didn't need to change his strategy.
Furthermore, he was also adapting to his own power.
As he continuously swung and slashed the long knife, the spiritual force attached to his body gradually shifted from dispersion to concentration. Under the drive of a certain will, it began to merge with his own force.
After dozens of slashes, Chen Chuan added another strike, and a unique force appeared on his blade.
Chen Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly. The previous fierce slashes had only utilized his superior strength and speed, but this strike carried a trace of the Heart Power that he was familiar with.
He decided to test it.
Chen Chuan rotated his shoulder, blocking with his elbow, and a loud bang echoed as the two forces collided. One force penetrated his body, but his Steelheart Essence Force countered, keeping it at bay. The impact created a shockwave, tearing his elbow's clothing with a loud pop, and he retreated half a step.
Yajian Hong was not unaffected. The Heart Power shook his blade, causing a brief pause in his continuous slashes, disrupting the follow-up attack.
Chen Chuan's eyes flashed. He instantly judged that this opponent had never fought a Combatant who mastered Heart Power, lacking experience in this aspect. Otherwise, such a mistake would not have occurred, and they would have been mentally prepared.
As Chen Chuan retreated, he gathered his strength and took a step forward, unleashing a powerful punch. Before his fist reached, the force from the front surged towards him.
Yajian Hong's expression changed, and he stepped back, swinging his blade horizontally to disperse the force. Although his movements appeared calm and fierce, Chen Chuan seized the opportunity to shift from defense to offense, cutting through the gap in his opponent's attack. Unprepared for the sudden shift, Yajian Hong's rhythm faltered.
After the punch, Chen Chuan took advantage of Yajian Hong's brief pause, swiftly closing the distance. His hands transformed into a capturing grip, reaching towards his opponent, and even before they made contact, a tingling force emanated from his fingers.
Yajian Hong immediately sensed the threat, and under this stimulation, the Spirit Attachment on his body surged again.
In a swift and ingenious response, Yajian Hong bent his elbow inward, blocking the long blade horizontally in front of him. Simultaneously, he swiped his other hand at his waist, employing the unique "Turn Yang Technique" of the Dawnlight Pavilion.
The short blade, originally stuck there, rotated with his fingers, and the rear-facing tip instantly turned forward. The scabbard shattered in an instant, and as he used his other hand to cover, he stabbed upwards towards Chen Chuan's throat.
This defensive move also carried a hidden and sinister counterattack. Moreover, a mist appeared on the short blade's tip, exuding an abnormally sharp sensation.
When Chen Chuan sensed this, his spirit warned him that if he blocked it directly, his neck would be pierced by a sword.
However, he knew it was a spiritual force's influence. Before this, Taru had mentioned to him the characteristics of some martial arts techniques from the Dawnlight Pavilion, including the renowned "Heart Path" technique.
If he had been deceived by this spiritual influence and reacted with evasion, his spirit would have believed it to be a real event. Even if it was something he couldn't do, the next time an attack came his way, the resonance between their spirits would turn it into a real outcome.
Therefore, Chen Chuan didn't dodge. Instead, he used a diversion method from the capturing technique, pushing one hand up and the other down the center, pressing one hand on the long blade and the other on the short blade's path. Then, he forcefully pushed outwards.
The short blade was suppressed, and the long blade was lifted upwards. After this diversion, a skilled capturer would have immediately locked onto the weapon, grabbing the neck and arms.
However, Chen Chuan didn't do that. Instead, he advanced his body, using a Grappling Constricting Grip from the Zhou Yuan Technique, which, if successful, would have allowed him to grab and squeeze the opponent's upper body, crushing their bones into a pulp.
Although they were two different forces, Chen Chuan seamlessly transitioned between them.
A strong sense of foreboding arose within Yajian Hong's mind. Under the influence of the spiritual force, his body seemed to be infused with an intangible power. As he retreated, he twisted to the side, dragging the raised long blade downwards, blocking it in front of him. Simultaneously, his other hand held the blade, pointing it outwards.
This was an excellent response, blocking the Grappling move. However, while the person could dodge, the weapon, as a cover, couldn't be evaded. In the next instant, Chen Chuan's hands clamped onto the blade, and a force erupted from within, colliding with the Heart Power. With a crack sound, the long blade shattered.
Yajian Hong's pupils constricted, but he quickly retreated several steps, creating distance from Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan released his grip, letting the broken long blade clatter to the ground. Looking at Yajian Hong, he said, "It seems you forgot to bring a good blade."
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