Chapter 1136 - 571: Bu Shiren (2)
In fact, the same technique, if broken down into individual moves, most Mystic Sect Disciples might be able to achieve it. But executing the entire sequence seamlessly is something few can manage.
After all, the rhythm is incredibly fast, the calculations are extremely complex, the moves are extraordinarily fierce, and the sword fighting is intensely brutal.
Any moment of carelessness, any instant of neglect, and one faces the risk of death, with the threat of Soldier Disintegration and destruction looming.
Even for those not frequently engaged in sword fighting, comparing the processes and outcomes of previous rounds can reveal a lot.
The previous six Mystic Sect Disciples were not lacking in magic, skill, or aggression, but their techniques felt too conventional, almost like performing routines.
Yet during real sword fighting, who gives you the opportunity to deploy magic, unravel it like solving a calculation problem?
In a deadly duel, where everything is intertwined, luck entangled, any unexpected situation can occur; one must not be obsessed with routines and optimal solutions, only adapting to changing situations.
Therefore, watching these top students, who are not lacking in foundation, it’s evident that once Chen Xuantian changes his stance, they can’t even withstand a single move, and in a few swift strokes, they are defeated.
But this East Sea one is different, he can actually keep up with Chen Xuantian’s pace! Trading moves back and forth! Even directly snatching his sword! Forcing him to retreat! Truly living up to his name!
Penglai True Cultivator! Bu Shiren!
Yet, even if others find him impressive, Bu Shiren himself dares not be complacent, knowing if his opponent didn’t wish to get injured, he would have been dead from the last sword move, thus standing firm, assuming a horse stance, pointing Longyuan, raising Wu Hook, and calmly saying,
"Indeed, you are a fellow sect brother; could it be that you are also of the ’Shi’ generation?"
Chen Xuantian narrowed his eyes, his calculations unceasing,
"These years, East Sea Three Mountains remained obscure, but it seems they have done much in subduing demons and battling evil, cultivating their disciples well.
Could it be that you are the Supreme Taoist of this generation?"
Bu Shiren shook his head with a wry smile,
"Brother, you praise me too highly, with my level, I can only compete for a top three position in Xuanzhen Sect. When it comes to Supreme Nine Truths Sect, there are more than a dozen peers stronger than me, and at least two that surpass me. Among the next generation of younger brothers, there are two or three whose natural talent and comprehension are beyond imagination, whose future achievements will certainly not be inferior to ours. Otherwise, why would I come to Central Plains to compete?"
Chen Xuantian did not mock his boasting, for it might not have been bragging; perhaps he was speaking the truth.
Considering Peng Ju’s memories, the four disciples under Thunder Ancestor each had their own capabilities, especially when they were in the military together, showing a seamless collaboration.
Yuqingzi specialized in calculations, naturally strategizing, presiding over affairs centrally, directing all masters by decree.
Da Fanzi excelled in subduing demons, often leading by example, scouting at the front lines, commanding elite troops and launching raids.
Master Xuandu specialized in Thunder Skill, personally leading the Thirty-six Thunder Law Groups, arranging an Array, accumulating thunder power, anchoring the formation, stabilizing the army.
As for Ziwei Zi, he was versatile, best at training troops, often commanding a flank, encircling and supporting, adept at strategies and individual tasks.
And after years of branching off, due to serendipity, their Dao lineage gradually showed distinctions.
Three of them focused on elite education. Few were taught Shenxiao, Emei had only seven heroes, Yuqing simply had no heirs, relying solely on dividing his Three Corpses to lend a hand.
Ziwei Zi did so too, but he could teach. From the time he established teachings in Penglai, spreading Dao and mastering arts, he managed East Sea Three Mountains with remarkable results, seemingly a Grandmaster.
After years of harvesting and accumulation, East Sea True Masters have reached the ’Shi’ generation, a gathering of talents, and now it seems they are finally ready to bloom.
"Good, seeing you indeed possess some real skill, I shall take this seriously too."
Chen Xuantian knew he was currently too weak, in this battle there was no strength left to hold back, rotating Tiger Blade, his blade like bright snow flashing with a fierce glow in his eyes, he took out a Returning Qi Great Returning Pill and popped it into his mouth!
"As I wish! Please instruct me!"
Seeing his opponent begin taking medicine, Bu Shiren hurried to channel his energy, Daoist energy swirling around him, enveloping him in blue-green Dao Breath, preparing to charge up for the imminent deadly duel.
Having trained in East Sea for many years, Bu Shiren was not of Cloud Platform kindergarten level, daring not to be complacent, knowing the previous rapid exchange tested their powers evenly.
When faced with blades soldier, the outcome was fifty-fifty. And with his opponent unwilling to settle for mutual harm before, he surely would not hold back this time, intent on unleashing full power for a decisive strike.
Therefore, to fully prepare for receiving this blow, he similarly gathered all Dao Power, stirring Daoist energy, resembling green lotuses blooming around, protecting his Taoist Body within three green lotus petals.
"Ah! Lotus Technique! Actually mastered Nine True Lotus Skill!"
"How is this possible! Mere Golden Core! Remarkably has reached the third layer!"
Golden Fish Head and Triangular Eyes were shocked! They worriedly looked toward Chen Xuantian! How could he counter Penglai Secret Skill! Supreme Nine True Lotus Skill?
Then Chen Xuantian suddenly stepped forward like an arrow, right hand raised in sword, left hand pinching the formula, activating power, reversing the clear wind, gathering full Dao Breath around all his 360 apertures, Daoist energy swirling like a vortex storm around his Dao Body, albeit not as aesthetically pleasing as the opponent’s Divine Skill, seeming like a passionate rotating cabbage from a side view...