Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 212 Win!
Almost everyone present was broken, but the degree of their breakdown varied due to their different experiences and willpower.

Of course, the most resistant one is Qiu Chuji. His spirit is so strong that it crushes the sword intent released by Wanyan Kang at this moment. So it is not that he has no emotions, but that this kind of emotional infection cannot affect him.

Dugu Qiubai also revealed a trace of sadness, but not much, and it was quickly restrained. He closed his eyes, and then seemed to deliberately let down some of his defenses and resistance, actively feeling the release of the sword intent, letting himself slowly sink into it, and using Wanyan Kang's sword intent to gradually separate his own sword intent.

Sure enough, the reason why a person like Dugu Qiubai is only as strong as he is now is mainly because he lacks further expansion of his horizons and the shackles of the upper limit of his strength. Breaking any kind of limitation can make his strength rise again.

Whether Qiu Chuji intended it or not, he was pushing some people to reach heights in this world that they had never reached before.

"Wanyan Kang, this kid, has really trained a sword that can break through defenses. I wonder if I can imitate his sword intent, and then strengthen it before using it. Emotional resonance... has a great destructive power on any emotional creature." Qiu Chuji also released his primordial spirit's defense, allowing traces of the enchanting sword intent to penetrate in.

Although he was the one who proposed this sword intent, he himself had not conceived or perceived it. Since he was inferior to others, there was nothing inappropriate or shameful in learning from his disciples.

From the moment Wanyan Kang was conceived of the demon fetus, unless he was destroyed, he would surely transcend this world. Qiu Chuji not only regarded him as a disciple, but also as a fellow Taoist.

It is most appropriate for fellow Taoists to learn from each other and guide each other.

In the scene, Guo Jing struggled to extricate himself from the misery, then used his true Qi to block his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, sealing off his five senses. Without the ability to explore the outside world, his world was completely plunged into a dead darkness.

Then the darkness was dispelled, and every sword fight between him and Dugu Qiubai appeared in this dark space like a screen projection.

Guo Jing first swung his sword instinctively, just as he had practiced thousands of times.

He danced the sword into a ball, and although he stood still, his inner energy was flowing, and the sword energy was becoming more and more obvious on the blade.

Swish!
A sword energy passed by Wanyan Kang's ear. Wanyan Kang no longer just released the sword intent. He raised the jagged sword in his hand and attacked Guo Jing.

There were a series of clanging sounds. Although Guo Jing had gotten rid of the interference of the sword's intent, this kind of sword swinging based entirely on instinct could only be regarded as a blind cat catching a dead mouse. How could he possibly withstand Wanyan Kang's violent attack?

With just three strikes, Wanyan Kang used his clever strength to knock Guo Jing's middle door open with one strike.

Wanyan Kang only needed to thrust his sword straight in to pierce Guo Jing's chest and win a great victory.

"No!" Mu Nianci and Huang Rong exclaimed almost at the same time.

Wanyan Kang's sword was against Guo Jing's chest, but he suddenly turned around and directly knocked the green steel sword in Guo Jing's hand away.

Guo Jing was also hit on the chest by Wanyan Kang's sword hilt and was knocked away.

The winner will be decided!

Wanyan Kang did not pursue, but simply pointed the tip of his sword at the ground, presenting the settlement scene.

He has shown mercy, which is the most he can do.

But Guo Jing, who was knocked away, was unaware of it. He instinctively reached out and grabbed a bamboo stick. The bamboo stick in his hand... felt just right!
Because when Dugu Qiubai fought with him before, he never used a real sword, but used a flexible tree branch instead of a long sword.

There is now one less obstacle to simulating Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship.

Guo Jing did not understand what "grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all be made into swords" meant. If he really understood it according to his understanding, it meant that once one's true Qi was strong and one's internal strength was powerful, one could rely on his deep skills to do whatever he wanted without having to rely on physical constraints.

In a sense, this understanding cannot be said to be wrong, it is just too vague and abstract.

After all, what level of true Qi can be considered truly unrivaled and powerful, and what level of powerful skills can be considered unparalleled in the world?

Everything is just for reference and comparison.

Take Qiu Chuji as an example. His one or two thousand years of skills are shocking in the world of martial arts. In the prehistoric world, any patrolling monster on any mountain may be stronger than him and can crush him in terms of monster power.

Therefore, Dugu Qiubai's "grass, trees, bamboo and stone can all be used as swords" should be a comprehensive presentation of skill, strength, or even realm.

Guo Jing didn't understand, but he could imitate.

Even if he could only imitate 30% to 50%, it would be enough to give Wanyan Kang a headache!
This was indeed the case. Guo Jing, who attacked again waving a bamboo stick, caused great trouble to Wanyan Kang.

The elusive bamboo stick seemed to instinctively drill into the gaps in Wanyan Kang's swordsmanship. It lacked direct control and regulation, so it was not precise enough, but the occasional flash of energy was enough to make Wanyan Kang tense all over.

The jagged sword edge and the bamboo stick could never collide with each other and were narrowly missed.

Occasionally, they would collide with each other, and the toughness of the bamboo sticks in Guo Jing's palms would spontaneously form a strange adhesion, which would deflect Wanyan Kang's sword and make his originally accumulated sword edge become slow.

It looks magical, but it is actually a technique of using the toughness of the bamboo strips themselves and then combining this toughness with their own strength.

However, this method is easier said than done.

Guo Jing's intuition is so sharp because he imitates Dugu Qiubai and temporarily gives up his five senses.

Brush brush!
Wanyan Kang was in a rather embarrassing state due to the continuous beatings and cuts from the bamboo sticks, but in reality, Guo Jing looked even more miserable at this time.

Imitating Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship only allows him to attack, but he is helpless in defense. After all, his direct sensory organs are blocked, so how can he defend himself?
Guo Jing was not happy. The sword cut open wounds on Guo Jing's body, almost turning him into a bloody man.

But don't forget that the sword in Wanyan Kang's hand was full of gaps, like saw teeth, because of the previous fierce chop.

Even if such a sword blade does not injure vital parts of the body, it will tear the skin and flesh into pieces.

scoff!

Another long bloody mark was drawn on Guo Jing's chest, and the blood had almost flowed out into a small pool at the place where Guo Jing was standing.

At this moment, most of Guo Jing's body was covered in blood.

If Guo Jing had not eaten too much Bosuqu snake gallbladder before, which made his blood particularly vigorous, he would have lost all ability to move even if he did not die after bleeding so much.

Wanyan Kang frowned and said to Guo Jing, "Are you still not admitting defeat? I admit that your swordsmanship is quite powerful now, but you can't see anything. You can't hit me, so it's all in vain."

Guo Jing closed his five senses, so of course he couldn't hear what Wanyan Kang was saying. He just instinctively continued waving the branch in his hand.

Since he chose to continue fighting like this, he had no intention of admitting defeat.

"Stop fighting! Brother Jing! We surrender!" Huang Rong shouted loudly with tears on her face.

Of course, all she shouted was "surrender". It was impossible for her to marry as agreed. The worst thing that could happen was that she would run away. The world was so big...where couldn't she and Brother Jing go?

The word "accept fate" never appeared in the eyes of the young Huang Rong.

Guo Jing continued to wave the bamboo stick stubbornly, oblivious to anything happening in the outside world.

Wanyan Kang had no intention of stopping, even though Guo Jing looked miserable at the moment. If there was a brotherhood between them, he should have taken the initiative to admit defeat and help his brother.

After all, Wanyan Honglie had already said that he was wrong and would no longer force Wanyan Kang to do anything he didn't want to do.

Wanyan Kang didn't want this to happen. No matter what, he wanted to win this battle.

He had lost to Guo Jing many times, and this time, he didn't want to lose again.

It was not to prove that he was more powerful than Guo Jing, and certainly not for Huang Rong.

He just wanted to prove himself!

From the past in his dreams to this life, he seemed to always be the loser. No matter how much he grew or improved, Guo Jing was always stronger than him, pressing down on him. From his character and morality to his martial arts and opportunities, they all covered him up, making him look more and more small and humble.

But he doesn't want to be the opposite who is destined to be a foil and contrast, he wants to win!

It seemed that if he won this time, he would be able to control his entire life.

Snapped!
The bamboo stick in Guo Jing's hand finally couldn't withstand the collision and broke completely.

Guo Jing waved his hands, still as if holding something, and rushed towards Wanyan Kang.

Of course, he had no ability to distinguish directions. He just chose a position and charged forward instinctively, and he just happened to make the right choice.

Wanyan Kang tightened the sword in his hand, aimed at Guo Jing's throat and heart several times, and finally moved sideways to avoid Guo Jing's charge.

At the moment when the two of them changed positions, Wanyan Kang whispered in Guo Jing's closed ear: "Guo Jing, I don't owe you anything!"

Wow!
Guo Jing rolled straight into the bamboo forest and fell to the ground.

He wanted to get up and fight again, but he had lost too much blood, his adrenaline was fading, and weakness and fatigue ignored the closure of his five senses and directly affected his body.

He could never get up again.

Dugu Qiubai sighed, walked towards Guo Jing, and said to Wanyan Kang without looking back: "This battle... you won!"

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Kang simply dropped the sword in his hand and sat down on the ground.

Then he looked up at the sky, and a feeling of fatigue and dizziness came over him, causing him to fall to the ground.

Both the two fierce battles with Guo Jing and the release of sword intent consumed too much of his mental and physical strength. Now that his strength was loosened, fatigue and the pain from the wounds on his body came up.

The dawn has arrived, the darkness has been completely cleared away, and the sound of the sea tide that had been surging in the distance all night has also calmed down in the morning light.

It was as if a small white flower on a meadow plowed by ten cows floated in the wind to Wanyan Kang's hands, like a reward for his victory.

Smiling tiredly in the sun, the morning light shines on Wanyan Kang's young and handsome face. In the distant forest, a seabird flies towards the vast ocean against the sea breeze.

(End of this chapter)