Inside the processing bureau, the light curtain showed the scene of Chen Chuan and Sanchenghuang at this moment.

The bureau is very concerned about the fight between the two men. Langtaoguan is well-known overseas, and Sanchenghuang is also a famous fighter overseas. They feel that this will be a strong opponent of Chen Chuan.

In order for the two of them not to be disturbed and to prevent other forces from secretly meddling, they blocked the news in advance and placed many secret sentries around.

So far, except for the Bureau, no one knows that the two have made an appointment here.

The square outside Mo Temple is very wide, and the bricks and stones are very solid under your feet. This is because the temple itself has produced third-level fighters, and these bricks and stones are all specially made.

Sanchenghuang looked at Chen Chuan in front of him, slowly raised his hand, grasped the handle of the knife at his waist, clenched it tightly with his fingers, and seemed about to pull it out, but after a while, he suddenly let out a breath and let go of his hand.

, then bowed deeply to Chen Chuan:

"Please forgive me!"

Chen Chuan was surprised and said: "Mr. Sancheng, what does this mean?"

Sanchenghuang bowed again and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I have to admit defeat!"

Chen Chuan couldn't help but be a little surprised. He looked at his opponent and said slowly: "There hasn't been a confrontation yet. Why does Mr. Sancheng think he has lost?"

Sanchenghuang said very seriously: "There is no need for a confrontation, but the first time I saw Chen Jun today, I knew that I was no match for Chen Jun. I lost this match."

Chen Chuanchuan: "If Mr. Sancheng said so, then there seems to be no need to compete in this battle."

Sanchenghuang said: "Ah, please forgive me for making the decision to disappoint Chen Jun for the sake of my life, but..."

His voice gradually became louder and he pulled out the knife from his waist.

"But if it's just a sparring match, rather than a life-and-death fight, I believe Mr. Chen would not take my life. In that case, I would consider myself a very good sparring partner!"

The people in the handling bureau looked at each other in confusion in front of the light curtain. They had thought it would be a brutal fight, but they never expected to face such a scene.

Someone frowned and said, "What's going on with this Sancheng Huang? Is he deliberately deceiving Captain Chen so that Captain Chen can relax, and then take action while he's not paying attention?"

"It's not impossible."

Most combatants are determined to move forward. Few people will admit defeat in advance before a confrontation. What's more, if you have traveled thousands of miles to find your opponent here in the Three Cities, why are you willing to admit defeat before the fight begins?

Everyone felt that there seemed to be another conspiracy here, and some people couldn't help but worry about Chen Chuan.

"Captain Chen, please don't be fooled."

"Yes, please remind Captain Chen quickly."

But some people sneered at this. How many powerful opponents has Captain Chen dealt with since he entered the handling bureau? How could he be deceived by small tricks? There is no need to worry about him.

At this moment in the square, Chen Chuanchuan said: "I rarely see fighters like Mr. Sancheng."

Sanchenghuang said: "It's nothing. Those who know the current affairs are heroes."

He paused, "My fighting philosophy has always been like this. When a fighter encounters a strong opponent, he must know how to give up and not face an opponent he cannot face just for the sake of temporary motivation.

Therefore, my teacher dislikes me very much, thinking that I cannot master the real secrets in that hall. Junior Brother Jiancheng may be the one with the most potential, but he has been defeated now. If all the disciples who can master the secrets are gone,

The only one left is me, so who else can the teacher give the secret teaching to me besides me?

It can be seen that no matter how strong the secret knowledge, belief, and reputation are, they are not worth surviving for a while."

Chen Chuan could feel that Sanchenghuang had directly let go of his own spirit and field, and the words he said were extremely consistent with his mental abnormality. This showed that this was the truth he practiced and what he said from the bottom of his heart.

He thought for a moment, looked at this man and said slowly: "It's not that Mr. Sancheng has no faith, but rather than those lofty and vague goals, Mr. Sancheng has chosen a down-to-earth path."

Sanchenghuang said excitedly: "Chen Jun understands!"

Chen Chuan looked at Sanchenghuang. He was right. Although he couldn't have a hearty fight, he was indeed a good sparring partner.

Such an opponent is very useful for sharpening one's spirit. Although Hong Fu is better, no matter how strong his strength is, it will not really harm him. This is determined by the mechanism of the academy.

But if Sanchenghuang had the chance to hurt him, would he hold back?

He raised the Xuejun sword and placed it in front of him. With a slight flick, he moved the scabbard aside and said, "Then let's get started."

Sanchenghuang held the knife in both hands, put the blade forward, slowly raised it, and the sleeves on his arms slid down, revealing arms as solid as iron.

After a pause, there was a loud shout, and the figure suddenly crossed the space between the two people and slashed over with a knife!

Chen Chuan raised the Xuejun sword, but Sanchenghuang didn't wait for the two swords to touch. Suddenly, the sword flexed and turned towards him again.

However, Xue Jun's sword changed at the same time. He held the spine of the sword with his other hand and turned it, pressing down, blocking his way. Sancheng Huang's sword swayed and jumped back.

Chen Chuan immediately noticed that Sanchenghuang was trying his best to avoid contact with his Xuejun sword, and he immediately took advantage of this and stepped forward to slash him several times.

Sanchenghuang avoided it blindly, because the knife in his hand could hardly be used, which made him very passive. After just a few knives, Xuejun's knife was placed on his neck.

Chen Chuan held a long sword and asked: "Why does Mr. Sancheng avoid fighting?"

Sanchenghuang said helplessly: "Because the God in my heart just now told me in advance that I must not collide with your sword, otherwise I will lose faster, so I can only give in."

"The God in your heart?"

Sanchenghuang said: "Junior Brother Jiancheng has only cultivated to the state of 'God knows and I don't know', but I have already cultivated to the state of 'God knows as I do'. Before engaging the enemy, I can instantly distinguish the victory or defeat between the enemy and myself, and even more so.

Decide what cannot be done. I follow this mentality, so I am passive everywhere.

The reason why I admit defeat is also to follow this intention."

Chen Chuan thought for a while, and found that Sanchenghuang's mental telepathy did have some tricks. If he was cutting with Xuejun's sword, the opponent's sword might be damaged.

Since it is a competition rather than a struggle, it is natural that you need to cherish some things.

At this time, he came back with the knife, reached out and turned off the Jie Ping, then raised his head and asked: "Mr. Sancheng, first judge whether you can do it or not. Is this the secret of your Wave Pavilion?"

Sanchenghuang nodded and said: "This is indeed the inheritance of my Langtao Pavilion, but the methods vary from person to person, and what they feel and know may not be the same.

As far as I know, some people in the world are born with spiritual strengths. As long as they enter spiritual practice and undergo a certain amount of guidance, some special spiritual abilities will be born.

For example, my senior brother, Ben Yue Yizhen, can sense the opponent's location from an extremely long distance as soon as he enters the door. No matter where the opponent goes, he cannot escape.

And some people are better able to know the danger in advance and adopt avoidance strategies. If I have this ability, I might not ask Chen Jun for a fight at all."

Chen Chuan nodded slightly, as if Tie Yao was the same kind of person.

This person is able to detect danger in advance and avoid it in time. Half of this person's ability to gain such a great reputation and always escape from encirclement and suppression is due to this mental ability.

"But my teacher has always emphasized that you don't have to pursue these things, because as your practice increases, your unique talents will gradually be stimulated."

Sanchenghuang felt a little ashamed when he said this, "It's a pity that I haven't mastered it so far."

Chen Chuan smiled and said: "I believe Mr. Sancheng will be able to master it sooner or later." With Sancheng Huang's temporary belief, he is destined to live longer than others. As long as he can survive, then hope

always exists.

But then he changed his mind and thought of a question that interested him, so he asked: "According to what Mr. Sanshiro said, if you feel you can win, will you definitely be able to defeat your opponent?"

Sanchenghuang answered seriously: "At least such a firm belief in my heart is not empty. You need to know that the spirit will become a substantial force."

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and couldn't help but nodded.

At this moment, he has vaguely felt that, regardless of mental skills, when the spirit reaches a certain level, it can feed back the material, making people's shots more accurate, faster, and stronger.

Maybe when your spirit reaches a certain level, you can still do things that seemed impossible in the past.

He said: "I remember that Jian Chengsheng cut me with a knife at the end, which had the power to hurt people from a distance."

Sanchenghuang was suddenly a little surprised, "Are you killing each other through the air? That's using the 'God of Swords'."

He said with emotion: "I thought that Junior Brother Jian Cheng would need several more years of training before he could use this technique in actual combat. It seems that Junior Brother Jian Cheng has made rapid progress."

At first, he only heard that Jian Cheng's victory and defeat was at the hands of Chen Chuan, but he did not know the specific details of the battle between the two. From now on, he had underestimated both of them.

What Chen Chuan thought was that what Chengsheng showed that day might not be all his own strength, Gao Tianyu Yuxin should have played a part.

He asked again: "Can Mr. Three Cities be cut with one sword?"

Sanchenghuang said very frankly: "I can use it, but I can't use it because the teacher's essence, blood and alienated tissue are hidden in the knife.

I am full of fear of my teacher, not just respect and admiration like some of my classmates. In this way, I may have the spirit to actively reject him and do it forcefully. I don’t know what problems will arise when the time comes, and even if it is used, it may not be pure."

He thought for a while, "Perhaps I will use it in a life-or-death crisis, but until that moment comes, I don't know what I will choose. Maybe I will just accept death calmly."

Chen Chuanchuan: "Mr. Sancheng's spiritual practice is more profound than your junior brother, but if you just avoid fighting, then today's competition seems to be meaningless."

Sanchenghuang's expression became solemn, "I still have some superficial skills. If Chen Jun wants to see them, I can show them to you. I just want to thank Chen Jun for showing mercy just now."

Chen Chuan raised the knife again and said slowly: "This is exactly what I want to see."

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