Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 465 Edge
On the National Avenue, the wind became a little stronger at this time, and it blew up a lot of dust, but it also blew away some of the smoke ahead.

After Makoto Masaaki got out of the car, he held the long sword at his waist with one hand and looked ahead with a solemn expression. After a moment, he walked towards there step by step under the gaze of everyone in this group.

He had his hair in a bun and was wearing a white training suit from Langtaokan. The clothes still followed the style of the old era, and the wide sleeves fluttered in the wind.

Although he looked two or three years younger than before due to taking the White Infant Wine, as if he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, his persistent eyes and the resolute aura in his body made those around him feel serious and solemn.

The third-level fighter who was there, upon seeing Makoto Masaaki coming over, immediately bowed and then stepped aside.

Although he was transferred from another place, he was also a fighter invested by the Ferris Wheel Company, and the etiquette and weapons he learned were all foreign.

Makoto Masaaki nodded to him but did not stop.

At this time, the gunmen from the Ferris Wheel Company stopped, and all the biological weapons and combatants were quickly withdrawn.

Seeing these people retreat, Consultant Yao realized something and ordered his people to cease fire and not waste bullets.

Then he saw a handsome young man in white clothes walking slowly towards him.

His eyes changed and he looked ahead with a serious expression. Is this another third-level fighter?

Moreover, no matter the implicit threat he brought to him when he walked over, or the enemy's reaction at this time, it was obvious that this was by no means an ordinary third-level fighter.

At this time, he saw the long-range gunman raising his gun, and hurriedly warned him, "Don't move yet." Such a person has a keen sense of danger, and there is no way he can hit him. For now, it seems that he is the only one who can deal with it.

Jian Chengsheng seemed to be walking forward with a focused mind, and passed by an unmanned vehicle that was parked in front of him to block the way. However, when he had walked two or three meters away, there was a shock from behind, and the upper half of the carport of the vehicle belonging to the escort convoy suddenly slid down and fell obliquely to the ground.

A cult member hiding in the car and the ritual pattern inside the car were cut in half, and blood instantly covered the seats, but most people on both sides did not see when he drew his knife.

Even though Consultant Yao could only barely catch his right hand moving, when he came to his senses, the knife had already returned to its sheath. His heart sank, as the enemy was stronger than he had expected.

Jian Chengsheng walked all the way to less than twenty meters in front of the escort convoy and stopped, at the same time he released his biological field.

Not only the field itself, he can also convey it to the opponent's mind through the coordination of posture, steps, eyes and even momentum, so as to achieve the purpose of intimidating the enemy. In the secret teachings of Langtao Hall, this technique is called "heart shock".

Consultant Yao's breathing could not help but become rapid. This was the reaction of the alienated tissues in his body feeling stimulated after encountering a powerful enemy that posed an extremely strong threat.

Although they haven't officially fought yet, he knows that he has no chance of winning.

Chen Chuan had already returned to the team at this time, and he was the first to feel the field transmitted by the other party.

This field was different from the ones he had seen before, and it contained a lot of extra information. It was a display of force to him, and also an invitation to fight.

The other party made it very clear that if he didn't go out, he would take the initiative to kill him.

He immediately determined that the person coming was coming for him.

Whether out of consideration for the safety of the team or his own pursuit of fighting, he would not refuse such an invitation.

He put his hand on the border and said, "Advisor Yao, leave this person to me. Just be careful. They may have someone lurking here. As soon as I leave, they will most likely show up."

Consultant Yao said solemnly: "I understand. This is my responsibility."

He paused, then revealed something, "We have arrangements. If there are no more than two people and if the time is not too long, we should be able to handle it."

Chen Chuan ended the call. He walked out of the convoy holding the Xuejun Knife and came to the wide road outside. Gusts of wind blew, and the esoteric cloak on his body kept shaking.

Jian Chengsheng looked extremely solemn when he saw him coming out. He held the knife in one hand and placed the other hand on his waist. He bowed to him solemnly and said, "Langtao Hall, Jian Chengsheng, please give me some advice, Mr. Chen."

Chen Chuan slowly raised his hand, held the knife and arched it, and said, "Mr. Jiancheng, please give me some advice."

It seemed that the storm from the sea had affected this place. The sky turned gray-blue, thick clouds pressed towards here, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger.

At this moment, the number of fighters confronting each other on both sides added up to hundreds, but the road left for them was very empty, as if there were only two of them standing under the sky.

Jian Chengsheng took a step back, slowly drew his sword from his waist, and placed it in front of him. Chen Chuan raised his long sword, held it horizontally in front of him, and flicked it gently. The scabbard flew away from the blade, revealing the cold blade of Xuejun Knife. He held the sword with both hands, slightly tilted his body, and placed the sword horizontally on the side of his head, with the tip of the sword slanting down to the ground.

His sword is much longer than the opponent's, and he is also taller than the opponent, which gives him an advantage at long distances.

However, the outcome of a battle at the third level is by no means determined by the length of the weapon, especially for someone with superior skills. If the attack is ineffective, then it gives others a chance.

Especially since the opponent's current field is so vague that people cannot detect his true or false identity. It is obvious that he has extremely advanced field skills. Even if he completely lets go of the field, it will not have any effect.

People on both sides were watching closely, and everyone on both sides knew that the outcome of this battle would determine the fate of most people present.

After Chen Chuan confronted him for a while, he saw that Jian Chengsheng had no intention of taking the lead and was obviously going for a defensive counterattack, so he did not hesitate to lead his troops to attack, stepped forward, and at the same time pressed his center of gravity forward.

Jian Chengsheng focused his attention on Chen Chuan. The latter's position was also very well concealed, so he could not see the truth and could not make targeted tactical arrangements.

However, as the successor of Langtao Pavilion, the competitions among his fellow disciples have made him accustomed to fighting without field information. Even if the inner things cannot be seen, the external manifestations cannot be hidden.

Seeing Chen Chuan's center of gravity change at this moment, he immediately stepped back, and his retreat speed was almost the same as Chen Chuan. In Langtao Hall, this is called "Chibu", which means adjusting oneself according to the opponent's advance and retreat.

The core of all the techniques of Langtao Pavilion lies in "Spirit". According to Dashun, the emphasis is on the cultivation of the spirit and the field. Within the field, I will observe both the moving and static enemies.

When Chen Chuan saw him retreating, he felt that on the surface the other party was moving with him, but in fact the other party moved one step ahead of him, as if he had predicted his movement.

This prediction is not only decisive and direct, but also extremely accurate. It is not just combat experience, but also a skill that has never been seen before. It is different from most of the opponents he has encountered before. He has never encountered an opponent with this style.

At this time he sped up a little. No matter how his opponent attacked, he just focused on controlling his own rhythm. Even if he could maintain the same rhythm, he couldn't keep retreating like this forever.

Moreover, fighting ultimately comes down to physical strength, and the fighter's personal qualities determine everything.

As he continued to approach, Jian Chengsheng continued to retreat, but after just a few steps, Chen Chuan's speed increased. His face was serious, and he quickly adjusted his steps and took the initiative to meet him.

Chen Chuan immediately moved his arm and thrust his sword forward, while Jian Chengsheng quickly flicked his hands to the side. After this contact, the strength of both sides was transmitted separately, and after a slight pause, the momentum of the two swords changed rapidly again, and they kept colliding with each other, making a sound of connecting into a line.

Chen Chuan was the one who mainly launched the attack, but every time he swung his sword, it would be accurately intercepted by Jian Chengsheng. Not only that, every time he parried, his attack would be exactly in the place that was easiest to block.

When Makoto Masaaki did all this, he did not deliberately judge or analyze how to make the move. Instead, he emptied his mind and let the spirit in his heart lead him, letting his body follow the knife.

This is what is meant by “God knows but I don’t know.”

And it would be fine if the opponent has no flaws. But if he is impatient or his rhythm is a little messy, then he can launch a powerful attack at any time and anywhere. If the timing is right, the battle can end in an instant.

However, after the two sides' swords had clashed for more than ten times, his mind suddenly tensed up, and his hair almost stood on end at that moment. He quickly blocked with two swords.

With two clang sounds, the blade trembled and retreated at the same time, and the power from the blade was quickly drawn into his body and dissipated as he moved.

The two sides suddenly separated and once again widened the distance between them.

The people watching the fight couldn't see their movements clearly at all. They just felt that they just started fighting and then separated immediately.

Chen Chuan's eyes flickered slightly. When he was fighting just now, he suddenly increased the force of his sword. Even the Iron Demon would not be able to block it easily. However, Jian Chengsheng not only intercepted the sword force one step ahead, but also relied on the changes in sword moves and body movements to dissipate the force.

He could tell that this was a very sophisticated skill of disarming. Not only did he himself participate, but the knife as well. Every step was perfect. Putting aside his physical strength, in terms of mastering and applying the skills, he was clearly much stronger than the Iron Demon in terms of subtle changes.

However, the two are taking different paths, and combat effectiveness cannot be judged so simply. No matter who it is, they need to play to their strengths and try to avoid their weaknesses.

So much for the temptation, then.

He raised it again and took a deep breath. The alienated tissues in his body were mobilized layer by layer. His center of gravity was slightly pressed down, and the field on his body began to expand. Then he suddenly looked up at Jian Chengsheng. As the latter's expression changed slightly, the road beneath his feet collapsed and the whole person disappeared from the spot in an instant.

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(End of this chapter)