Chen Chuan could notice that although You Xing's breathing was relatively steady, it was slightly uneven. As a fighter, this situation meant that the injuries on his body were more serious than they looked, and it was possible that the internal alienated tissues were also damaged.

Based on his experience, he can tell that this injury occurred half an hour ago at most, but there are no traces of fighting here. If the person does not have a hobby of self-mutilation, then this is most likely related to strange stories.

It seems that his successful resistance caused this man to be in trouble at the moment.

But next, he can help this person get rid of these.

He looked at the long stick pointed at him, thrust the Snow King's sword into the ground, held the handle of the knife and walked forward. With the sound of friction, he slowly pulled the knife out.

You Xing didn't wait for his sword to be completely unsheathed, and he kicked off his supporting leg, causing his body to move. With the push of his back hand, he pushed the stick forward, and the front end of the stick was thrust towards Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan brought the blade of the sword forward, and when he heard a sound, he suddenly felt a strong force pushing towards him, and the force carried on it was layered in layers, first along the blade, and then along the handle.

The knife's arm penetrated into his body, making him feel like he was being pushed in place and unable to mobilize himself.

If he hadn't mastered the force-relieving technique before and instinctively used the alienated tissue to eliminate these forces, then without using the second self, he might have let go of the blade this time.

Skilled opponent?

He couldn't help but think of what Teacher Zheng said. This kind of opponent is the most annoying to him. If he encounters it, he should kill it as soon as possible.

You Xing, on the other hand, held the tail of the stick with one hand and steadily maintained the posture of sending it forward. He said in a dumb voice: "I have indeed taken the medicine."

This was just a test. If he hadn't taken the medicine, fighters below the third level would have no chance of keeping up with his actions just now. They would be stabbed to death with a stick.

Although the potency of the medicine usually does not last long, it seems that he can save effort by waiting until the effect wears off, but he did not dare to delay it at the moment.

Since the other party came alone, he must have made preparations. There might be help coming later, and the place was obviously exposed. He wanted to kill the person as soon as possible so that he could evacuate as soon as possible.

Chen Chuan stared ahead. Although Teacher Zheng's statement was correct, he did not have Teacher Zheng's skills, and this was a rare opponent. He had to use this person to hone his sword skills.

In the past, it was because the high state after the coincidence of the second self was limited in time, but now his body can reach this state, and the second self can withstand various infringements, so there is no need to rush to pursue the results.

You know, it's hard to find a sparring partner.

With a slight exertion on his hand, and with a clang, the Xuejun sword was completely drawn out. He slowly raised the sword and pointed it forward.

Separated by a certain distance, the front ends of the two weapons slowly came closer. Both of them maintained a certain posture and maintained even breathing. But just when the two weapons were about to come together, the two people moved together.

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The two weapons collided with each other. On Youxing's side, when he used the long stick to knock the blade apart, the front end of the stick also tilted slightly outward.

At this time, his arms were not moving, but his center of gravity was lowered and raised, and his wrists were twisted. A swirling force was drawn from below, layer by layer, gathered together, and then reached the long stick.

At this moment, the stick that was slightly bent towards the outside suddenly straightened. He took another half step forward and all the power quickly gathered at the front of the stick, and once again poked Chen Chuan's head.

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Chen Chuan removed the shock that penetrated into the blade of the blade during the collision, then lifted the blade up and placed it on the necessary route. Although he successfully deflected the long stick, the force coming from it rubbed the blade.

I was trembling endlessly, and subtle forces kept drilling into my body. Even if I tried to reduce it, I still had a tingling feeling.

The front end of the stick pierced the rain curtain and was exposed to the rainwater coming from behind. The rainwater there seemed to explode outwards, which shows how powerful it is.

You Xing used his back hand to move again, changing from poking to sweeping, and he moved horizontally. Chen Chuan leaned down to dodge. He was waiting for the sword to come forward and slash, but it was seen that the stick showed signs of sweeping back. He stepped back again, and a wave of

The strong wind swept away the dull sound from the front of the face, and even the hair tips on the forehead were moved.

At this time, he had already clung to the rain curtain, and simply took a few steps back, retreating to the flat ground outside the eaves.

You Xing followed up like he was stepping on the right foot, always keeping the tip of his stick within reach of Chen Chuan. After leaving the door, he stepped forward quickly and made another diagonal slash with his stick. This time Chen Chuan took advantage of it.

When it was inconvenient to wave as he passed through the door, he took a step forward, opened the stick with his knife, and tried to break into the inner circle and use his knife.

The force just struck with the long stick. The stick shook, and the force was instantly dissipated. At the same time, it pressed down again, immediately suppressing the blade he raised. There was an adhesive force on it, which Chen Chuan was able to resolve in a moment.

Without taking it off, the long knife was twisted twice by the stick body, and the long stick was quickly pushed out again.

Originally, after these two moves, this move could be used to build up momentum, and with one powerful move, the long knife could be thrown away, and even the whole person could be moved. However, Youxing's alienated tissue was damaged, and the force was not sufficient enough, but it failed to be sent out.

Full strength.

Chen Chuan felt a strong force coming from his hand. It seemed that someone had grabbed the blade and pulled it violently to one side. He stepped on his back foot and his center of gravity sank. The two sets of alienated tissues formed a sinking force at the same time, forcibly pulling the blade to the side.

When I hold it, my body won't even sway.

At this time, the water mist that exploded when the stick was poked completely dispersed in the air. The cool water droplets fell on the two of them along with a gust of wind, and the surrounding branches and rain fell on them.

The curtain also swayed for a while.

Youxing used his stick to remove all the force, then pulled his hands back and regained his breath a little at the same time.

Chen Chuan tore off his blouse, revealing the black casual clothes underneath. The rain fell down and fell on his body. There were wisps of weak white air floating out from the surface of his body. The light in front of the door shone.

Below, it seemed to be enveloped in a layer of white light.

He raised the knife with his backhand, supported the back of the knife with one hand, and stared ahead. This was exactly the opponent he expected. Through actual combat, he could understand more.

Youxing's bloodshot eyes were staring at him, and there was a strange story behind him. He just wanted to end the battle quickly and solve the imminent crisis, so after a slight adjustment, without any nonsense, he rushed forward a few steps and moved his hand to

He moved his grip forward, put the stick on his back, turned around suddenly, and swung the long stick out with the force of the twist. The rainwater in front seemed to be cut open by a sharp blade, and a semicircular shock wave appeared.

After Chen Chuan retreated to avoid it, he saw that the range of his moves had expanded. He immediately took advantage of the long stick to move to the side and stopped the sword seal in that direction. He stepped forward, and the bricks and stones under his feet suddenly collapsed.

, the broken part outside the body was wrapped up by him before it hit the ground and rushed forward.

However, he saw You Xing holding the stick body with his front hand, using his back hand as a pivot to push down. He deliberately exposed the back part of the stick handle and immediately pried it up, hitting the front end of the blade accurately. While knocking the knife away, he pushed down again with his front hand.

, the stick turned and fell towards him.

Chen Chuan was guided by his skill, and the blade of the sword could not help but be raised upwards. The empty door was originally exposed, but at this time he did not press it with force. Instead, he raised his hand along with the force and faced the incoming stick.

He continued to step forward and raised the handle of the long knife upwards, and it struck the falling stick with a clang.

At the moment of the blow, a force poured down from the stick, causing a large piece of the place where his feet stood to break apart, and his feet were almost buried in it.

He did not use all of his alienated tissues to bear this blow, as he would do during practice, but at this moment he would rather let his muscles and bones bear it, because this would allow his alienated tissues to be fully mobilized.

He can't do it with skills, but he can overwhelm his opponent with pure strength. This confrontation is the opportunity he has been waiting for. At this moment, when he breathes, the alienated tissues all over his body are violently affected, and a tyrannical and unparalleled force is released.

The place where the stick and knife touched exploded.

You Xing immediately felt the change in power. He could have neutralized it, but the defect of the alienated tissue prevented him from making such timely and subtle changes. Therefore, the stick was hit and bounced upwards, and was even more affected by the power wrapped in it.

He took two steps back.

When Chen Chuan seized this opportunity, how could he let it pass? He slashed down at the person with the sword that he had raised with both hands. As You Xing was retreating, he held the stick in both hands and turned it around, holding it horizontally in front of him.

With a bang, the force of the chopping force came down, his knees couldn't help but bend, and his feet also sank. Not only did he step into the floor, but his ankles were also buried in the soil below, as if they had been nailed down.

A cut.

He immediately knew something was wrong. Without his body to drive him, the power of the stick would be reduced by half.

Chen Chuan wanted to force others to confront him head-on, but You Xing was stopped in place, allowing him to find the rhythm of his previous training.

While pressing down, he dragged it back, then turned his wrist and flipped it back. Youxing's eyes narrowed, he held the stick in both hands and pushed it to one side. When he was about to block the knife, he took advantage of it.

Pushing it by itself, however, the power coming from the knife was light and not at all as powerful as before.

Because he also has the skill of distributing and mobilizing alienated organizations, this misjudgment did not cause him to overexert his strength, but his own injury made his idea of ​​​​escaping in vain. At this time, Chen Chuan used the sword force again and made another slash.

When he came down, he had to raise his stick to block again.

Chen Chuan struck out more than a dozen times in a row. Although You Xing was frozen on the spot and unable to move, every strike he blocked was extremely thrilling. Relying on his solid basic skills, he never made any mistakes or had any defensive loopholes.

Because the two of them fought too quickly, the powerful force and movement brought about a roaring airflow. The rain that blew in was splashed out before it could fall on them. Even the bricks and wood fragments produced by the impact were swept away together.

When they went out, the lights above shook violently, as if they had formed an outward-expanding vortex with the two people at the center.

You Xing has reached his limit at this moment. Due to the inconvenience of movement, many of his techniques are difficult to use. However, the power from Chen Chuandao is real. Even though part of it is eliminated by alienation and organization with each impact,

Every time I knocked him down a little, the soil below was almost up to his calves.

And because he lost his initiative, his injured alienated tissue could not recover, so when the twenty-first sword struck him, he lost his strength, and the stick suddenly fell from his hand, swinging far away, and his chest was empty.

He opened it, and then there was a flash of cold light. When he saw clearly, the long knife had passed through the heart.

He looked up at Chen Chuan's calm eyes, knowing what was going to happen next. There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he said, "Wait, wait, I..."

Chen Chuan said apologetically: "Sorry to bother you, let's go." He held the back of the knife with his other hand and stepped back. He suddenly drew the knife and turned around. The blade slashed across his back. With a hiss, You Xing's head flew away.

After going out, Gululu rolled in front of the civet cat stone sculpture, bumped it, rolled back, and then stopped.

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Chapter completed!