Chapter 862 - 860: Discovering Flaws
Chen Tianlong had clearly grasped the swordsman’s weakness, turning the tables from passive to active; after releasing the Soul-Stealing Three Needles, he charged forward with a Ghost Shadow Flash.
Sure enough, Shangguan Jianren was terrified upon seeing the Soul-Stealing Three Needles, hurriedly dodging, unable to engage in combat.
Chen Tianlong’s Flaming Frenzy Dragon Fist Fourth Form had already been unleashed, striking directly on the man’s chest. With a loud bang, Shangguan Jianren flew backwards and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Shangguan Jianren finally snapped back to reality.
Chen Tianlong never expected that after this attack, rather than defeating the opponent, he caused him to regain clarity. Originally, Shangguan Jianren was simply afraid of dying, but now that he’d been ambushed and injured, he instinctively entered a survival mode, forgetting his previous fear.
Chen Tianlong felt a bit frustrated; this person was indeed strange, getting braver the more they fought.
"Alright, it’s time for you to experience my might," Shangguan Jianren said, pulling out a belt from his waist, then, with a swift flick, pinched the belt between two fingers and slid it upwards, miraculously turning it into a sword.
The sword emitted a faint purple glow, looking quite terrifying.
Damn, this guy turned out to be a swordsman.
Chen Tianlong was severely embarrassed; he only had silver needles on him. If fighting unarmed against someone of the same level was barely manageable, now the opponent not only had superior rank but also wielded a weapon, putting him at a complete disadvantage.
"I’m telling you secretly, your right arm, all weapons must be hardened, it’s practically impervious to knives and spears," a voice suddenly emerged from his mind.
"Old Yue Xiaoyao?" Chen Tianlong quickly reacted, urgently communicating mentally, "Old man, but I feel my arm is still the same as usual. I just pinched it, and it still hurts. I haven’t read much, don’t trick me."
Chen Tianlong took several steps back to a safe distance, becoming highly vigilant; he knew Shangguan Jianren wouldn’t dare to approach for a while, after all, he still had three silver needles in his hands.
"Channel all your powerful Qi through the dantian’s coordination, concentrating it on the right side, thus your Martial God’s Arm will automatically activate; don’t ask me again in the future," the old man said before his voice vanished.
Chen Tianlong knew this guy must have gone back to sleep.
With Old Yue Xiaoyao’s reminder, Chen Tianlong urgently activated the Heart Method, concentrating his powerful Qi on his right arm. Previously, Master Fang Yan had mentioned his arm seemed to be called Martial God’s Arm, saying it would automatically activate after achieving those two conditions.
As for the conditions, he had long met them but later felt the arm wasn’t anything special; turns out he didn’t understand how to activate it.
Sure enough, following Old Yue’s method, after Chen Tianlong concentrated his powerful Qi on his right arm, he suddenly felt a surge of heat, soon becoming relaxed.
At this moment, Chen Tianlong was somewhat dumbfounded.
He could feel his arm possessing immense power, and it even emitted a faint red glow in front of him, incredibly wondrous.
Seeing Chen Tianlong motionless, Shangguan Jianren became anxious, unsure what the guy was up to, so he thought for a moment and launched another attack.
Seeing this, Chen Tianlong’s lips curved into an arc, charming yet seductive.
"Let me show you my newest trump card!"
Chen Tianlong charged towards the opponent’s slashing sword.
At this moment, Shangguan Jianren was stunned; was this guy crazy, courting death? How could he intend to use his body to block his sword?
Thinking for a second about this, Shangguan Jianren didn’t hesitate, directly slashing towards Chen Tianlong.
But just then, Chen Tianlong’s right hand suddenly raised, blocking under the sword.
"Clang!"
A sharp sound of weapons echoed, accompanied by dazzling sparks flying, Chen Tianlong’s Martial God’s Arm indeed worked.
No feeling at all, no pain, nor any damage, Chen Tianlong was overjoyed; he hadn’t realized he possessed such an amazing arm until now.
With this trump card, Chen Tianlong felt even more confident, his left hand swiftly releasing the silver needles.
All the silver needles struck Shangguan Jianren’s body, scaring him to immediately retreat; looking at the three silver needles embedded in him, Shangguan Jianren hurriedly tried to pull them out.
"Heed my advice, there’s my powerful Qi on them; pulling them will sever your meridians," Chen Tianlong bluffed, not having had time to concentrate powerful Qi on the silver needles: "So, if you want your meridians severed, just pull them out; I just think we have no deep enmity, don’t want to kill you."
"Hmph, don’t try to deceive me!" Shangguan Jianren clearly didn’t believe it.
"Deceive you? Do you know who my master is?" Chen Tianlong deliberately asked, he needed to confirm if this person feared Master Yan Nanfei, so he didn’t mistakenly gauge the situation.
"Yan...Yan Nanfei?" Shangguan Jianren said tremblingly, it was a name he was unwilling to mention; if he were really Yan Nanfei’s disciple, then the matter of powerful Qi on the needles would surely be true.
Oh my!
If that’s the case, haven’t I really fallen into a trap?
"Indeed, it’s Master Yan; I call it Soul-Stealing Three Needles. If you know my master, you should have heard of this ultimate skill, not passed to outsiders, only learned by his disciples, even Sect Leader’s disciples."
"Are you saying you’re the new Sect Leader of the Hidden Weapons Sect?" Shangguan Jianren widened his eyes, incredulous.
If this were true, then having offended the Hidden Weapons Sect, once Yan Nanfei comes to settle accounts, ten lives wouldn’t be enough.
"Do you recognize this?" Chen Tianlong directly took out the Sect Leader’s Ring, swaying it before Shangguan Jianren’s eyes.
At this point, Shangguan Jianren completely believed it; he recognized this object, the guy before him was undeniably the Sect Leader of the Hidden Weapons Sect.
However, he had already offended someone from the Hidden Weapons Sect, considering the power of the earlier Soul-Stealing Three Needles, Shangguan Jianren calmed down, obviously this guy hadn’t reached mastery; otherwise, that move alone would have cost him his life; now it only caused some pain, partially numbing his nerves, rendering his limbs somewhat inactive.
Thinking this, Shangguan Jianren suddenly let out a roar, a sword piercing towards Chen Tianlong.
Chen Tianlong was severely embarrassed; he thought he could persuade this person, easily resolving the matter, yet didn’t expect him to fight desperately till the end.
No choice, Chen Tianlong wanted to spare him, but the guy insistently sought death; he couldn’t be blamed for being ruthless.
Looking around, no one dared come out to watch the battle, after all, the fight earlier was truly terrifying; those hidden weapon silver needles flying about, watching might inadvertently lead to death by one of them.
So, everyone in the shop hid in their rooms, not daring to come out or watch.
Outside, Chen Tianlong charged forward with a single leap, with the Martial God’s Arm activated, what was there to fear?
Soon, an arm and a sword clashed, releasing energy upon impact, the sound echoing through the tranquility here. Chen Tianlong’s final strike, a Flaming Frenzy Dragon Fist, landed on Shangguan Jianren’s back.
"Boom!"
Shangguan Jianren, worrying over the powerful Qi on the three silver needles upfront, dared not act rashly, forcibly taking the punch from Chen Tianlong, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, evidently severely injured.