World Traveler

After saying that, Yanan's aura emanated and pressed towards Ruisheng.

Faced with this momentum, Rui Sheng instantly felt like he was in the vast ocean. However, Rui Sheng was full of fighting spirit and was not overwhelmed by this momentum.

Instead, he drew his sword, gritted his teeth and rushed towards Yanan.

Yanan also felt something was wrong, so he drew out the Taiping Sword and used a move to break through Yuncang (Yanan version) to meet the attack.

I was a little surprised to see so many Dian Cang Sect disciples around.

Is this... Dian Cang Sword Technique?

But that’s not right. Why does it feel different from mine?

Even though the route is a little off, how can this be faster, stronger, and smoother...

After just two rounds, Rui Sheng almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand. It was estimated that he would be subdued by Yanan in just a few rounds.

This... this is a little different from what I imagined.

Although he was about to win, Yanan felt surprised because there was always an inexplicable sense of crisis locking onto him.

You know, there are not many things that can make Yanan feel a sense of crisis now, not to mention that he can't find the source of that sense of crisis.

what's the situation?

The only thing I know is that this sense of crisis only appeared when I was fighting Ruisheng, but this guy doesn’t look like he can cause any harm to me...

The sword technique in his hand suddenly changed from Dian Cang sword technique to Tai Chi sword technique. This fast and slow sword technique caught Rui Sheng off guard.

However, facing this flaw, Yanan did not pursue the victory, but instead slowly pulled him to practice.

In the eyes of others, what they saw was that Yanan did not seize this opportunity, but missed the chance to make a final push. In the end, the two of them fought to a 50-50 draw.

"Brother Tang, it seems your disciple's two sword techniques have reached perfection."

"If this continues, it won't be long before a peerless master emerges in the martial arts world."

"I hope your disciple will take good care of our Nangong family when the time comes."

Nangong Yuan couldn't help but comment on Yanan's freely changing sword skills on the stage below, and he was also happy that Nangong Shen could make such a friend.

Tang Zhongling didn't say anything. He picked up a teacup on the table and threw it out when no one else noticed.

"When guests come, we have wine; when jackals come, we have sticks. The Nangong family is naturally considered a guest."

On the other side, Wanli Pengcheng, who caught the flying teacup with Eagle Claw Technique, also understood what Tang Zhongling meant.

He shook his arms, stopped hiding in the dark, and walked out to the audience seats.

That guy didn't die. Was it Wuming's fault? Or was it arranged by the princess...

Wanli Pengcheng looked like an old man. After blending into the audience, he didn't attract much attention and just watched quietly from the side.

Yanan pulled Ruisheng over and took him through two sets of sword techniques from beginning to end, and then he roughly figured out his moves.

His swordsmanship is okay, and he may have some special tricks, but that's definitely not where his sense of crisis comes from. The only thing worth praising about this guy is that he looks very lucky judging from his facial features.

However, it's time to end the game.

With a slight flick of the sword, Rui Sheng was forced to retreat. Looking at him panting, Yanan assumed a classic master's posture, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a sword as he looked at him.

"Use your ultimate move. One move will determine the outcome."

Wiping the sweat from his face with his sleeve, Ruisheng nodded and agreed to Yanan's proposal.

After all, the feeling of being completely led along just now was really uncomfortable. He could have ended the game easily, but he had dragged himself through two sets of sword techniques.

Even the Bastard Floss Skill he practiced was completely useless. There was no room to maneuver at all, just like falling into the water.

I was still feeling complacent when I was going down the mountain.

I didn’t expect that this first stop down the mountain would make me realize that there are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people.

Now that he has given me the opportunity, I must naturally give it my all.

"Brother, be careful. I'm not that proficient in this move yet, and I might not be able to control it."

"This body and this martial art are unparalleled in the world."

Although Yanan's tone was calm, his words were very domineering.

"Haha~ Then be careful, brother."

Ruisheng didn't care, instead he thought Yanan was pretty good. After all, he had learned a lot from him today. When he went back to sort out what he had learned today, his martial arts would be improved to a higher level.

After a while, Ruisheng took out a gourd, tilted his head back and drank it, and some of the liquid spilled on his body.

Smelling the scent in the air, Yanan raised his eyebrows.

"Wine? Will you serve some wine?"

Ruisheng shook his head.

"No."

"Hmm... Green Lotus Sword Song?"

After all, this thing is still quite popular.

Even if it is a little more abstract, it is impossible to suddenly start shouting, "I come on the wind with my sword, to slay demons in the world, and when the job is done I will leave, only I am the Drunken Sword Immortal."

I guarantee Yanan will turn around and leave.

"Not really. This is the technique of the Solitary Cloud Mountain School, the Taibai Immortal Trace."

He leaned back slightly, as if drunk, and the internal force in his body emanated, evaporating the alcohol scattered on his body, and his hair and beard floated with the internal force.

"Brother, be careful!"

In the blink of an eye, Ruisheng disappeared from the spot.

when!

Seeing that his ultimate move was easily blocked by Yanan, Rui Sheng widened his eyes, and then disappeared again in disbelief.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Click!

After the last blow separated them, Rui Sheng looked at the broken sword in his hand, was stunned for a while, and then calmly accepted the fact.

"I lost. Thank you, brother, for showing mercy."

The audience in the audience finally reacted to the exciting duel.

After all, one side used all possible means, while the other side didn't even mess up their clothes, so it was obvious who was superior and who was inferior.

"This is a rare duel between two top-notch masters, both of whom are masters of swordsmanship!"

"Isn't that right? The young master of the Kongtong Sect is obviously more than just a first-class cultivator."

"Could it be that he has already entered the realm of the ultimate being?!"

"No, that's impossible?!"

………………

Apart from anything else, after this incident, Yanan finally made his presence known to the public. After all, although the story of him beheading the right guardian of the Paradise Cult was spread, it was far inferior to what he saw with his own eyes this time.

Looking at Rui Sheng who admitted defeat on the opposite side, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

Why hasn’t the sense of crisis disappeared yet?

"Thank you, but Brother Ruisheng, is the last Taibai Immortal Tradition related to Li Bai?"

After all, this involves drinking and is too white, so Yanan can't help but think in that direction.

"Brother Ji Zai has a good eye. This Taibai Immortal Traces is exactly related to the poet Li Bai."

Then my previous guess was almost right.

Without much chatting, Rui Sheng was quickly called away by Wanli Pengcheng. Before others could react, a voice suddenly came from the sky.

Boom!

Worthy!