fantasy novels Chapter 448 - 413: Two Swords, Overwhelming Oppression!
Chapter 448 - 413: Two Swords, Overwhelming Oppression!
While pouring tea, he closely observed the two of them.The two had similar physiques, both slender and resilient like a lone pine on a steep peak.
In short, skinny dogs...
Chen Xuan held the sword on his lap, while Zheng Chengcheng casually had it at his waist.
Monchuan could understand, considering Chen Xuan had a Grade Four Grandmaster True Martial.
It was expensive, and needed to be cherished.
Zheng Chengcheng took a sip of tea and continuously praised it, comparing it to the eighteen-thousand-dollar "Saint Craftsman."
"Long time no see, Brother Meng."
Zheng Chengcheng seemed to have matured a lot; the formerly aloof demeanor of a wealthy family was gone.
It was unclear whether this was due to a calming change in his personality or if two failed experiences taught him to assess situations better.
Monchuan laughed and said:
"Long time no see Brother Zheng, and Brother Chen, thank you for providing me with the talent pool information the other day."
"You’re welcome; even without it, you could have been selected normally."
Chen Xuan had a deadpan expression, only focusing on drinking tea without speaking.
He was not skilled at socializing and focused solely on practicing martial arts.
Afterward, Monchuan and Zheng Chengcheng had a fruitful exchange about the Second Limit insights.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, as Chen Xuan couldn’t integrate into the conversation.
For harmonious task progression later on, he proactively asked:
"Both of you joined the talent pool earlier than I did. I have a question I’d like to ask."
Zheng Chengcheng nodded with a smile and said:
"Brother Meng, feel free to ask."
"After proposing for a spot in the national talent pool, is discovering a temple a necessary condition for selection?"
He was quite curious about this.
After all, temples are not as common as cabbage, not every Demon Nest has one, and not every genius has the chance to encounter one.
Chen Xuan knew a thing or two and proactively said:
"You can say that, yes. Because temple affairs are secretive, the internet has diverse opinions on the selection criteria for the national talent pool.
The state will preliminarily review candidates to confirm they meet the potential and talent threshold, guiding them towards discovering temples or matters related to magic contamination."
As the grandson of the Celestial King, Zheng Chengcheng also knew the inside information, supplementing:
"Unless the proposer remains forever isolated, the state will eventually let them know these secrets."
Monchuan nodded, so that’s how it was.
To join the national talent pool and grow quickly.
The key is to complete state tasks to earn special battle achievements.
Knowing matters related to "Magic Contamination, Temples" is the prerequisite for these tasks.
Monchuan nodded, indicating he understood.
He speculated that discovering the temple of Brahma within Yellow Sand 011 might not be a coincidence but more likely inevitable.
He thought about the sandstorm in the Demon Nest, driving him towards the "Temple" direction...
Of course, this was just a speculation.
After all, the sandstorms brought by Yellow Sand Sky are unique to Demon Nests, with no means of human control.
After Zheng Chengcheng finished speaking, Chen Xuan turned to Meng Chuan and said:
"My cousin said, you told me to bring it on, so here I am, shall we find a place to try it out?
It just so happens that this task requires selecting a team leader, let’s solve this as well."
Monchuan nodded, agreeing with a smile.
"Let’s try, just might die then."
After holding an arena match within the school, sparring with various Martial Arts teachers.
Monchuan had a thorough understanding of his abilities after breaking through.
Without activating the liberation form, he could fiercely battle Second Limit peaks with over twenty thousand Qi and Blood Value for an extended time, eventually relying on stamina.
He could simultaneously thrash ordinary Second Limits, instantly defeat new Second Limits like himself, yet be thrashed by Third Limits.
When unleashing full firepower with [Liberation], within the same realm, no one could be his match for even a move!
The ultimate liberation of 350% muscle augmentation was too terrifying.
It placed his strength and speed far above Second Limits, yet just below Third Limits, an uncomfortable level.
Not to mention the vast Qi and Blood Value difference, post-three mutations’ musculature, and either Intention or Dharma appearances’ blessings, he couldn’t withstand them currently.
Upon hearing Chen Xuan’s remarks, Zheng Chengcheng interjected:
"Hold on, I want to spar with Brother Meng too. My family has high expectations of me, though I’ve lost twice before, third time’s the charm.
I hope Brother Chen lets me go first, lest Brother Meng thinks I won without merit."
Chen Xuan glanced over and said nonchalantly:
"You’ve lost twice already, why bother fighting, let me go first."
"Still, let me go first; you may have too much confidence in your Divine Weapon, but relying on external objects for Martial Arts is not the Great Path."
As a Celestial King’s grandson, he hadn’t used the Grade Four True Martial, so how could Chen Xuan’s class use it?
Chen Xuan said:
"That’s not right; I can fight unarmed without using weapons, I know a thing or two about fists and feet."
"It’s beyond your control, let me go first."
"Nonsense, I can handle it!"
"You..."
Meng Chuan silently sipped his tea:
"Do these two think I just broke through and really treat me as a soft persimmon to be squeezed at will..."
Being the team leader is something he must achieve.
points of extra special battle achievements are equivalent to several mental cultivation elixirs, he had to get it.
Given this, it’s better to make them entirely convinced, obediently following orders during the mission process.
The arrogance of geniuses must be properly defeated...
With this thought, Meng Chuan stood up and interrupted the "I’ll go first" debate, placing his palms on their shoulders:
"I think you two don’t need to argue, come at me together."
The two froze momentarily, then looked at each other speechlessly.
Then, Zheng Chengcheng shook his head and said:
"Brother Meng, your joke is a bit too arrogant."
Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes, tapping his fingertips on the scabbard:
"Brother Meng, are you looking down on someone?"
Meng Chuan remained silent, merely shaking his aura slightly.
In an instant, the air within the entire room began to scorch.
An oppressive atmosphere enveloped the entire place, with the winds and clouds shifting unpredictably.
At this moment, both of them felt only one thing in their hearts.
Pressure, an incomparably immense pressure!
...
Meanwhile, Xu Qingfeng, who had gained the appreciation of Taoist Qi, was secretly working hard in the back mountain, preparing to astonish everyone.
Suddenly, he saw three figures flash by from afar.
One of them had a familiar aura, it was Lao Meng.
The other two were unfamiliar, but the aura they carried was equally formidable, completely capable of crushing him.
They were definitely of the Two Limits rank masters, and not ordinary martial artists...
"What are these three up to, running to the back mountain in broad daylight..."
Xu Qingfeng was curious and hesitated for a moment before deciding to follow them for a look.
After the martial artist’s physique undergoes transformation, it’s not just a boost in power and defense.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, and he could see the three standing still from a distance, then nimbly climbed onto a nearby large tree to observe from a high vantage point.
...
Meng Chuan, accompanied by Zheng Chengcheng and Chen Xuan, arrived at a vast open wasteland where he often practiced his martial arts.
All three were masters of the Two Limits. The open environment here was allowing them to use their full force freely.
Meng Chuan said calmly:
"We still have tasks to complete, shall we just go through the motions, make it quick?"
"Alright."
Chen Xuan, a man of few words, slowly distanced himself, ready for action.
The momentum Meng Chuan exhibited indoors just now was terrifying.
Absolutely a formidable foe!
He didn’t seem like someone who had just broken through to the Two Limits, but more like an experienced master adept in the flexible use of momentum, nearly reaching the peak of the Intention’s Embryo.
However, Meng Chuan’s Qi Blood intensity didn’t lie, but why was it so? Chen Xuan could only describe him as a "freak."
At the same time, Zheng Chengcheng remained silent.
His Heart Spirit, however, was on high alert, ready to exert himself at any moment.
Having been defeated by Meng Chuan twice before, how could he be an ordinary person?
The stronger the opponent, the easier he actually felt internally.
After two confrontations, to outsiders, he vaguely had the demeanor of being just below the "One Meng."
"But today, you are too confident..."
Zheng Chengcheng pondered.
Chen Xuan’s strength was definitely formidable, he had heard of this Martial Extreme True Inheritance from Eastern United University.
He was also hailed as someone who "stands out among his peers."
Furthermore, Chen Xuan wielded the Fourth Grade Grandmaster True Martial.
Meng Chuan’s biggest advantage was his unreasonably formidable Hard Skills.
He was offensive and defensive, exceedingly tyrannical.
But today was different. Facing Chen Xuan’s lightning-quick sword, he had to avoid its sharpness.
This would lead to more openings...
Through training with the Zen Heart Howling Tiger fist skill, his eyes had been honed into a pair of Tiger Eyes able to pierce through illusions.
Not only could they decipher ghosts, but they could also discern real from fake.
"Let me show you how I’ve grown, Meng Chuan..."
Zheng Chengcheng also retreated, forming a triangular stance, each standing fifty meters apart.
In the distance, Xu Qingfeng saw this scene and immediately understood what the three were about to do.
"Lao Meng is about to show off..."
He could feel that the aura of the two was targeting Meng Chuan.
Meng Chuan was planning to take on two at once.
Not to mention two, even against a hundred, Xu Qingfeng felt that Meng Chuan could win.
No more than one hit per person.
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As his best friend, he needed to do his part.
He took out his phone, tapped record, capturing the glorious moment...
...
Before the fight began, Chen Xuan cupped his hands and introduced himself:
"Mentored by ’Phoenix King Bai Zhifeng’, Phoenix Fist of Elephant Form Sect, pleased to receive your guidance."
Hearing this, Meng Chuan didn’t expect the world to be so small. The opponent turned out to be a disciple of Old Shen’s wife...
"You are... Aunty Bai’s disciple?"
"Uh... Yes, are you familiar with my master?"
"Fairly, mostly I’m more acquainted with her husband."
"..."
What a mess, Chen Xuan shook his head and said no more.
He slowly unsheathed ’Inverted Suspension’, its blade smooth and clean like a mirror, gleaming with a glassy golden light.
"Nice sword!"
Meng Chuan exclaimed, twisting his body, slowly taking a starting stance.
The sword tip of Moon on the Bridge emerged, radiating a sharp, cold light.
"You should start, don’t wait, for once I act, there will be no chance."
"How arrogant!"
Zheng Chengcheng said so, but inwardly, he felt a sense of foreboding.
Zen Heart Howling Tiger’s ’Tiger Sense’, also granted him the ability to smell danger like roses.
Before danger suddenly struck, his hairs could sense it first, standing erect as a warning.
Meng Chuan still stood in place, without taking a step.
He sensed danger, but his eyes saw no danger at all.
This kind of situation was the most dreadful!
The Tiger Sense was like a premonition telling him that should Meng Chuan act, it would be an unstoppable force of thunder...