Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 466: God in the Sword

Chen Chuan's attack this time used all his strength and speed. No matter how strong his skills are, they have their limits. As long as the pressure is enough, they can be broken.

Almost at the same time as the ground cracked, he appeared in front of Jian Chengsheng and slashed him down with a knife.

Jian Chengsheng also moved when he launched the attack. Before the sword's force reached its strongest, he quickly stepped forward, raised the sword, and blocked Xue Jun's sword with a clang.

However, as the power from Xue Jun's sword was transmitted layer by layer, the alienated tissues inside his body began to dissipate the power, and blue veins could be seen bulging under the skin.

However, this blow was not the end.

The first knife was blocked, and the second knife came slashing over.

When this knife was swung, Chen Chuanyu simultaneously released the restraints on the alienated organization, and thus the strength and speed instantly increased.

Jian Chengsheng immediately sensed the attack mentally, turned around quickly, and using all his strength, raised his sword with both hands to block the attack. With a dang sound, he blocked it again.

But immediately afterwards, Chen Chuan swung out his third sword. This time, he activated the furnace breathing method. As a burst of hot breath emanated, the sword's momentum increased again on the original basis.

Jian Chengsheng looked extremely serious, with a faint light in his eyes. This was a sign that his spirit was concentrated to the limit. Under the guidance of the God of Self, he passively used the secret breathing method of Langtaokan to unleash its potential.

The essence and blood accumulated in the heart instantly spread throughout the body, filling every corner. He shouted loudly, and with a dang, he blocked the third knife. However, there was a click under his feet, and the solid road cracked, and the whole person sank downwards.

But Chen Chuan's attack did not end here. As his hands holding the handle moved forward and backward, the secret ritual on his skin suddenly started. While the color of the ritual quickly faded, a stronger force was added to the knife and burst out in an instant. Then he used the force to turn around and swung the knife horizontally.

The power and speed of this sword had already exceeded a certain limit, and the sound of wind and thunder was heard in an instant.

Jian Chengsheng did not retreat at all. Instead, his eyes became exceptionally peaceful, revealing an unyielding persistence. Under the guidance of a highly concentrated spirit, he squeezed and mobilized every bit of alienated tissue strength in his body. The fusion of blood and breath in his body made a rustling sound come from his body, like the sound of surging waves.

At this moment, it seemed as if time had slowed down. Looking at the Xuejun Sword slowly approaching him, he seemed to be carrying a huge burden, and the sword in his hand was pushed forward inch by inch.

The next moment, the weapons of both sides came into contact.

With a loud bang, this collision did not seem like a clash of weapons, but rather like two waves of air colliding with each other.

Jian Chengsheng's sleeves exploded and he fell back. The knife in his hand was shaken and swung high up, the blade trembled constantly, blood oozed from his arms, and other parts of his body also showed such signs. This was caused by the alienated organization's acceptance of power exceeding its endurance limit.

But even at this time, his eyes were still full of tenacity, trying to gather the scattered strength bit by bit.

The swordplay of Langtao Hall emphasizes the accumulation of momentum. When attacking, it is like waves pushing forward; when defending, it is like an undercurrent gathering and surging, condensed but not released.

Different methods need to be adopted to deal with different enemies. Now he is using the stacking empty force, which is to defend without attacking, to withstand and accumulate strength in waves of defense, and finally to strike against the current and win with one blow.

But the prerequisite is that it must not be interrupted halfway. It requires extremely high resilience, not only physical fitness, but also emphasizes mental strength.

As long as he wasn't killed by a single blow, he could hold on.

After Chen Chuan's attack was knocked down, he did not suffer any major impact.

If Masayoshi Ken's first three strikes could still counter-shock and traction when he blocked them, the fourth strike was just a pure block, which hardly put any pressure on him, so he had no reason to hesitate. While the man's weapon was swept away and the door in front of him was wide open, he stepped forward and slashed with his backhand.

The mutated tissue in Makoto Masaaki's body had not yet adjusted, and at this moment he was unable to muster enough strength. He couldn't even turn around and dodge, and it seemed as if he would be chopped to death by the knife in the next moment.

Just under the stimulation of life and death, a ray of light seemed to bloom on the knife that was swung upwards, and then a stream of essence poured into the body from there, and a force emerged in the body out of thin air.

He held the hilt of the knife with both hands and chopped it down suddenly, colliding with Chen Chuan's Xuejun Knife. At this moment, the place where the weapons of both sides touched once again erupted with a thunderous sound. Obvious air waves could be seen spreading outwards from where the two men were, and circles of dust were swept out.

As the forces of both sides pushed together, both of them froze at this moment.

But at this time, something strange happened to Jian Chengsheng. His hair had been blown apart in the fight earlier, but it seemed to have grown longer due to some kind of stimulation. His muscles also swelled up, and even more exaggeratedly, his body became taller. The originally spacious training suit seemed to become more fitted.

The third-level fighter who had been paying attention to the battle behind him showed a hint of eagerness, and involuntarily took a step forward and whispered:

"That's it, the god is in the knife!" The people from the Ferris Wheel Company also saw the abnormality on Jian Chengsheng's body at this time, and they showed joy on their faces, as if they were relieved at this point.

The reason they were able to invite Makoto Masaru over was because there was a well-known secret technique in the Langtao Hall.

The seniors of Langtao Hall can leave their own alienated tissues and blood essence in the sword, so that the disciples can use the force to control the sword when they are in life-threatening situations. However, this skill can only be passed on to disciples who are truly valued.

The head of Langtao Hall, Feng Heshou, personally admitted that Jian Chengsheng was the most proud disciple of this generation, which was to tell them that this disciple also mastered the same secret skill.

Once the knife-wielding disciple is forced to use this technique, his strength will increase accordingly, and the state of being unknown to God will eliminate the possibility of the enemy killing him before this power can be exerted.

The third-level fighter was extremely excited at this moment, because Jian Chengsheng's current image and momentum reminded him of the Langtao Gym leader Fukazuru Mamoru whom he had met before.

"If Mr. Jian Cheng had the power of Master Fenghe, he would definitely win!"

On the court, Chen Chuan also saw that Jian Chengsheng's image had changed. That was fine, but the latter's field seemed to have been stimulated by something at this moment. He was no longer consciously restrained as before, but suddenly let go and rose to a state with almost no gaps.

It felt like facing the Iron Demon from that day. It wasn't that the field was the same, but the state of both spirit and body reaching their peak was similar.

His eyes were calm. Even though this strange situation occurred, he was not affected by it. He even expected it. If the other party had no support, he would not have appeared in front of him like this.

At this moment, he pushed outward with all his strength, and Jian Chengsheng used the force to retreat. When he was far away, he relaxed his body and slowly readjusted the blade. He also shook the blade and readjusted his breath.

At this moment, he suddenly felt something and looked at the knife, because he felt waves of thoughts coming from there, as if he had an urgent desire for the other person's knife.

He raised his eyebrows slightly. In the previous fight, his sword collided with the opponent's sword many times, but the thing in Xue Jun's sword did not move at all, and it did not absorb anything like last time. How come it came out now?
This made him feel that all the changes in the opponent's body originated from the knife?
However, this thought only flashed through his mind. There was no point in delving into it. No matter how his opponent changed, he only needed to maintain his own rhythm.

Jian Chengsheng stared at Chen Chuan in front of him. He originally thought that he could deal with this opponent with his own strength, but the fact proved that he could not do it by himself. Then he could only rely on the power of his teacher Feng Heshou placed in the sword.

There is nothing shameful about this. As he had thought before, a fighter can use all the conditions that are favorable to him just to win.

Only winners are qualified to face praise and criticism; losers will have nothing.

Lang Tao Pavilion emphasizes that the spirit is in front of the body. In the past, he has always been walking on the path of spiritual practice, and his body has not reached the limit due to the limitations of his ideas and age. However, under the stimulation of essence and blood, he has made up for his own shortcomings.

With the help of Gao Tianyu's Jade Core, his spirit was able to control all of these without any incoordination, so at this moment both his body and spirit had reached a point close to their limits.

Even so, he did not take the initiative to strike out even a single blow. The Dukong method required that either he did not strike out with his sword, or if he struck out with his sword, the outcome would definitely be decided.

He calmed down, spread his feet slightly, stared at the figure in front of him, and waited for the next attack from the opponent.

At the back, the leader of the Ferris Wheel Attack Team saw this and turned to the man who sent Makoto Makoto and asked, "Sir, should we move?"

The man thought about it and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

They were not sure whether Jian Chengsheng could really hold Chen Chuan back. If he couldn't stop him, as soon as they moved, Chen Chuan would turn around and deal with the people they sent, which would be a waste of manpower.

But now it seems that Jian Chengsheng has proved that he has this ability, so they don't have to worry too much. They can just raid the rear, which will not only solve the other target as soon as possible, but also perhaps distract Chen Chuan.

After he nodded, the team leader immediately sent out a signal. After receiving it, the third-limit fighter standing in the front immediately ran forward. Not only him, but another third-limit fighter who had been hiding in the back and not taking any action also ran towards the convoy where Director Lei and others were.

It was impossible for Chen Chuan not to notice this movement, but he retracted his gaze after just a glance.

Although there are two opponents, Consultant Yao is not so easy to deal with. A third-level fighter has tenacious vitality. If there is not a big gap, it is not difficult for him to hold on for a while without sacrificing his energy and blood. He will solve the problem as soon as possible, so he tightened the handle of the knife with five fingers and looked at his opponent again.

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(End of this chapter)