Chen Changsheng was torn clothes at this time and had injuries on his chest. It looked like he was so miserable. If Tang Sanshiliu looked at him, he would definitely laugh at him for being beaten like a dog. However, in this case, he actually wanted Zhuang Huanyu to admit defeat - looking at his expression, he was not telling a joke.

His attitude was very serious and his tone was very sincere, so Zhuang Huanyu was very angry and felt that this was a great contempt and insult.

Chen Changsheng had no intention of mocking him, but was just making a calm judgment.

Whether it is because of the autumn rain or the increase in physical strength, since the burning starlight did not burn him to death, it means that the snow field can provide him with real energy continuously. In fact, his current true energy is unprecedentedly abundant - the biggest gap with Zhuang Huanyu is no longer there, so why can't he be confident?

"Why is he so confident?" asked the dean of Zhaixing College frowned by the window on the second floor.

Even though Chen Changsheng made a second first photo bizarrely, all the big figures in Kyoto now know that he confirmed his fate and began to draw the starlight to cleanse the marrow. It has been less than a year since then. Zhuang Huanyu has been practicing for more than ten years. Why does he think that his true energy level has caught up with the other party?

Chen Changsheng used facts to prove to everyone that his confidence was reasonable, although he couldn't tell where the truth was.

Zhuang Huanyu stared at him, and the Linguang sword inserted into the bluestone shaking slightly. Hundreds of sword shadows were generated again, and he attacked from all directions. It seemed that a storm and rain occurred in the dust building again.

Chen Changsheng held the short sword in his right hand, but his position was slightly moved upward, and the tiger's mouth moved to the edge of the sheath. If he held the hilt and the scabbard at the same time with his palm, he would naturally not be able to draw the sword.

He did not draw the sword, did not dodge, nor did he use his body to resist, but instead hit him with a sheath and a sword.

There was a loud sound in the building, and the wind naturally emerged.

Several powerful sword winds met the sword shadows of Linguang that were attacking from all directions, making several muffled sounds, and then the sword shadows shattered one after another.

Using true essence to fight true essence is equal, and using sword to break the sword shadow, it is naturally easy.

The big men by the window on the second floor changed slightly, and finally confirmed that Chen Changsheng's cultivation level was completely different from before. Regardless of the purity or quantity of true energy, he was at least not inferior to Zhuang Huanyu.

The hands Mo Yu's holding in her sleeves had already spread out. She stroked the window frame, still expressionless, but her mood was not as relaxed as she showed.

She didn't want people to see that she didn't want something to happen to Chen Changsheng, and she didn't need to worry that Chen Changsheng would be inferior to Zhuang Huanyu at this time, but Chen Changsheng's performance and his unreasonable outbreak of true energy reminded her of the night many days ago, when she and the Holy Queen Mother were watching stars on the Gan Terrace.

That night, the Holy Queen Mother sensed that someone was destined to star in Kyoto. The star was extremely far away and that person's spiritual consciousness was extremely quiet and powerful.

Is that person... Chen Changsheng?

The big guys were thinking about things by the window on the second floor, and the battle between the downstairs was already intense.

Chen Changsheng, with his sword and scabbard, used his true energy to break the storm-like sword shadows, his figure was slightly weak, and the next moment he came to Zhuang Huanyu.

A distance of more than ten feet was fleeting. He did not borrow the sword power of Zhongshan Fengyu Sword, but used the Yashi Step.

Zhuang Huanyu had completely calmed down at this time. Chen Changsheng easily broke his sword shadow, which surprised him a little, but could not let him get distracted again. There was no fear on his face. He stretched out his right hand, and Lin Guangjian's trembling intensified. With a shiny sound, he flew from the ground and fell back into his palm.

Rub and rub, and dozens of continuous sword sounds rang out.

Lin Guangjian seemed to come alive in his hand, and the sharp blade snarled through the air and stabbed towards Chen Changsheng's body.

The ground washed by the autumn rain was left with some wet yellow sand. The yellow sand was carried up by Zhuang Fanyu's sword and turned into dozens of extremely thin sand lines.

Those sand lines are sword techniques, the direction of the sword that can be seen.

Chen Changsheng can use his true energy to break those sword shadows, but to block these lightning-like sword moves, he needs more exquisite sword moves.

The people watching the battle upstairs looked extremely focused. They had seen or heard of Chen Changsheng's confrontation with Gou Hanshi at the Qingteng Banquet. They knew that this inconspicuous young man from the national sect was like Gou Hanshi who read Daozang, and knew the sword skills of countless mountain sects. They couldn't help but wonder how he would deal with it.

Dozens of thin sand lines rushed towards Chen Changsheng's body from various angles.

Behind the sand line is the cold sword edge.

Chen Changsheng still did not draw his sword.

His hands were holding the sheath edge and the hilt of the sword, and he couldn't even draw the sword.

He held the dagger and continued to fight like this.

The beat was extremely crisp and neat, simple and powerful.

It doesn't look like a sword technique at all, and there is no subtlety, just like a woman washing clothes by the river, holding a wooden hammer and constantly hitting the stone.

It seemed like a normal blow, but when he raised his sword and fell down, at least three big men exclaimed by the window upstairs

"Stealing Stick"

Yes, Chen Changsheng did not use swordsmanship, but sticks.

He read the Taoist collection since he was a child and read a lot of books. After entering the National Education College, he also studied day and night. Compared with the practice books in the library, all the Taoist collections he read in the first fourteen years were converted into knowledge needed for practice. On the understanding of the practice methods of various sects and sects in the world, no one except Gou Hanshi can be stronger than him.

He was also very diligent in his practice. In just half a year, he mastered many sword techniques and other practice methods. At the Qingteng Banquet, he guided Luoluo and Tang Sanshiliu to defeat Guan Feibai and Qijian, relying on this ability. However, many people forgot that his mastery of those sword techniques and practice methods was more of a mastery on paper.

He knew how to use the three styles of Wenshui. The order and angle of the seven swords of Lianshan did not mean that he could use the three styles of Wenshui. With a random swing, he would be the seven swords of Lianshan. Not to mention that he had not succeeded in cleaning his marrow at that time and could not practice. Even if he wanted to practice swords, he would not have that possibility.

No matter how hard he works, no matter how talented he is, he will never master so many methods in just a few months.

To achieve something in the swordsmanship, it will take at least ten years of hard work.

This is true for both Akiyama-kun or Guan Feibai, who proved at the Qingteng Banquet that he could use at least a hundred sets of swordsmanship.

Others will forget this, Chen Changsheng himself will not forget it. He knew very well that he could not beat Zhuang Huanyu or any of the four sons of Lishan Sword Sect in swordsmanship. Even if he could come up with a move to restrain the opponent's sword moves, he would not be able to use it in such a tense and intense battle process.

Cultivators at different stages need different levels of combat methods. He now needs a relatively simpler and more effective combat method. He did not expect any sword technique to restrain the Taoist sword in the Heavenly Daoyuan, and he is now able to master it. So he grasped the right hand of the sword and moved downward, while holding the sheath along the hilt of the sword.

This hand gesture of holding the sword shows that he has never thought about drawing the sword.

With this grasp, the short sword becomes a short stick.

He used the stick method.

Pour the mountain stick.

Three screams rang out on the second floor almost at the same time.

The two archbishops of the church and bishops of the ancestral hall were exclaimed.

Because they know this stick method, because they haven't seen it for many years.

The stick is the stick method of the National Education College. According to legend, it was the stick used by the National Education College to punish students who violated discipline at the beginning of its establishment.

The National Education College has been in decline for more than ten years, and this stick method has naturally not appeared again on the mainland for more than ten years.

The two Archbishops of the Holy Church were great figures of the new sect of the State Church, and they were naturally in opposition to the National Church Academy, which represented the old sect forces. However, even after more than ten years, they suddenly saw the famous mountain stick in the National Church again, and they still couldn't help but exclaim, and their emotions instantly became extremely complicated.

Xue Xingchuan and Xu Shiji were also people who had met the glorious figures of the National Education College back then. They were only a little later than the three bishops. They also recognized the stick method used by Chen Changsheng, and their expressions changed slightly.

The down-and-down stick is the punishment stick of the National Education College. It takes a rough and direct way, and is simple and clear. The purpose is to knock down the students and get hurt. This stick method seems to make no sense, but in fact there are many truths hidden, just like the rules of the National Education College. You have no way to avoid it and can only bear it.

Zhuang Huanyu's expression was extremely solemn, but the sword in his hand was not slower.

Chen Changsheng's short sword fell too directly, so it seemed that there was no trick.

It seemed that the sword in his hand had enough room to stab Chen Changsheng's body first, but the short sword in Chen Changsheng's hand gave him a feeling that if he did this, then no matter how much wounded Chen Changsheng was in the next moment, his sword would still fall and hit him.

It seems meaningless to attack, so avoid it? It seems that it cannot be avoided, so it can only block it.

Zhuang Huanyu's true energy came out continuously, and the sword edge broke through the air and faced Chen Changsheng's sword.

The mountain stick faces the light sword, as if the National Education College faces the Heavenly Daoyuan.

The freshman National Education College seems to have to pass this level if it wants to regain its status within the National Education College.

The two swords met in the air, separated, and then met again. No matter how unreasonable Chen Changsheng's sword fell, they would be blocked by Zhuang Huanyu's sword. No matter how exquisite Zhuang Huanyu's sword moves were, they could not break Chen Changsheng's sword. In a very short time, the two swords met more than ten times.

Deafening impact sounded in the dust building.

More than ten white air balls continued to generate around the two of them, and then exploded instantly.

Those air masses are the aura that shakes out when two swords meet.

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Two figures suddenly split.

Zhuang Huanyu groaned, his face slightly pale, and his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

He was unable to completely seal Chen Changsheng's sword.

At the last moment, Chen Changjian's sword fell down and hit his wrist.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhuang Huanyu's sword intent was pointed directly and was stabbing diagonally, Chen Changsheng's sheath tip would have been rubbed, or his wrist bones had already broken.

Facing the battle head-on, using swords to fight, he ended up being at a disadvantage.

Zhuang Huanyu couldn't accept this fact at all, and his face turned a little pale.
Chapter completed!