Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 159 - 116: Fighting for Life, Breaking the Rules (Part 2)

Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 159 - 116: Fighting for Life, Breaking the Rules (Part 2)

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Chapter 159: Chapter 116: Fighting for Life, Breaking the Rules (Part 2)

He just gritted his teeth silently.

"It’s just a Demon Path technique. If it were really used, who knows who would die first?

Even if they win, it’d be a dishonorable victory."

A young disciple of the Primordial Martial Arts Hall, his mouth covered with fuzz, retorted defiantly.

Demon Path technique? 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Chen Ping squinted his eyes, carefully observing the two competitors on the stage. He saw that the senior disciple from Primordial Martial Arts Hall, named Zhang Gu, indeed had an incredibly strong physique, tall and burly, like a terminator.

Furthermore, the great sword in his hand swung with great force, stirring up gusts of wind, every move and technique solid and unyielding...

Although he attacked less and defended more, he showed no signs of defeat, appearing as if he would not lose.

His opponent, a tall, slender swordsman with a rectangular face, wielded his sword with extreme fierceness... The Seven-Star Sword was extraordinarily precise, as the sword howled and the aura flowed, the Qi Mechanism was exceedingly sharp.

As he moved back and forth, dust and stone fragments flew from the ground, with each move aggressively attacking.

In swordsmanship, he naturally held the upper hand, occasionally even breaking through Zhang Gu’s Primordial Great Sword Momentum and stabbing in.

However, it wasn’t of much use.

Most of the time, all he achieved was leaving behind sparks on Zhang Gu’s silver robot-like body, cutting a white line and a blood line.

Truly achieving a victorious position was hardly possible.

On the contrary, if he exhausted too much of his Inner Qi and couldn’t unleash the powerful Seven Stars Sword Momentum, Zhang Gu might still find a chance to counterattack successfully.

’Compared to Jiang Teng, whom I saw before, this first disciple of Changkong Martial Arts Hall, Li Yangguang, is indeed much more formidable.

The elusive nature of his swordplay, with the charm of the Seven Stars performed through the sword, is no weaker than that of Hero Zhao of the Spring Water Sword whom I killed back in Yuanxi City.’

Chen Ping quietly compared, realizing that as expected from the martial halls of a large city, the signature disciples were all quite remarkable.

In the Jianghu, they weren’t without competitiveness.

"Brother, what Demon Path technique will Li Yangguang use?"

Chen Ping glanced a few more times at the martial stage, his eyes inadvertently sweeping across Han Xiaoru, deciding not to rush into revealing his identity to meet her.

Instead, he thought it better to keep up this unfamiliar appearance and discreetly investigate, to see if he could find out what sinister techniques Changkong Martial Arts Hall might have.

Seeing the fuzzy-mouthed young disciple, who seemed to have little depth and much enthusiasm, he couldn’t help but probe.

Sure enough, the young outer disciple, with no sense of defense, perhaps found Chen Ping’s appearance very disarming, and thought he looked like a good person: "What else could it be, really? Changkong Martial Arts Hall’s desperate technique, Seven Stars Falling into the Vast Sky, has a move called Star-Attracting Power Infusion...

Master said that this kind of technique greatly harms the Essence, injures the meridians, causing a severe drop in cultivation, similar to the Blood Demon Dissolving Technique...

If such a technique is used, winning would still be dishonorable."

The young disciple said indignantly.

Clearly, he also understood that this time, since the stakes were too high, concerning the survival of the two martial halls, he really couldn’t guarantee that the other side wouldn’t use any forbidden technique at all costs.

If Changkong Martial Arts Hall were to burn all bridges and sacrifice the future of their own disciple for a desperate fight, the situation would indeed be very serious.

Even if the senior disciple has reached the Silver Body Realm, he might still lose.

"You underestimate the senior brother, he might die, but he won’t be defeated."

Han Xiaoru, with her sharp ears, might have overheard something, walked over with her great sword, and after glancing at the outer disciples who whispered with worried faces, she said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Second Senior Sister is right."

The tens of disciples, who were just now somewhat dejected, immediately shook off their gloom upon hearing this, becoming spirited again.

Even the Jianghu martial artists watching nearby didn’t dare say more, bowing their heads, silent.

Chen Ping found it very curious and thought that Han Xiaoru, despite her innocent nature and pure heart, appearing easy to bully, became strangely authoritative once she frowned.

The disciples all believed in her.

Han Xiaoru’s gaze swept by, paused on Chen Ping for a moment, a hint of doubt flashing deep in her eyes...

However, at this moment, with the martial stage in an intense battle, she had little mind to think much.

While focusing on the situation on stage, she calmed her Qi and Blood, preparing to take the stage.

Regardless of the result of this round, in the next, no matter what, as the Second Senior Sister, she had to win.

Even if it cost her life.

The Primordial Martial Arts Hall must not lose.

"Die for me."

On stage, the situation suddenly shifted, as Li Yangguang, after long unable to break through, suddenly altered his sword momentum, shouted fiercely, his face turning pale as if starlight gathered in the sky, converging onto his Sword Light.

He unleashed a move "Dubhe".

When the Sword Aura moved, it faintly conjured a ferocious wolf-like apparition, howling violently, charging forward.

Before the sword’s edge reached, the ground of the martial stage was already plowed open like a field, revealing a long trench.

This was merely a residual wave touching.

At the sharp center, Zhang Gu’s great Primordial Sword Form could no longer hold back.

The great sword snapped with a crack, severed in half, and the wolf-head phantom pounced onto his chest...

The silver light on his body suddenly dimmed, shattered by the Sword Light’s charge.

"The Star Power Infusion, they really used it."

"Not good..."

"Outrageous."

A chorus of exclamations echoed around.

Han Xiaoru stood dazed in place, her lips slightly parted, her eyes turning red, "Senior brother."

The situation on stage changed so quickly that none below had time to react.

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