A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

A true master, once they make a move, you know exactly how strong they are, and there's no room for polite small talk.

Although Gu Jiantang wasn't entirely clear about the white-robed man's background, the moment he drew his sword, the Nan Hua sword in his hand trembled.

Most of the world's most distinguished figures revere the sword, while masters of the knife are few and far between.

Since Qi Lianhua, the master swordsman, was killed by Ye Yun, there have been almost no more grandmasters who wield swords.

Gu Jiantang considered himself the best swordsman in the world, but there were still people who dared to challenge him with their swordsmanship.

Suddenly, Fangcun Lei was drawn from its sheath, and the powerful energy within his body flowed through the blade, completely slaying the arrogant young man.

But in that instant.

Gu Jiantang noticed that the white-robed man who was attacking him did not have a strong aura, but his movements were extremely strange, whether it was "fast" or eerie.

A man in a red robe stood quietly against the wall at the entrance, seemingly wanting only to be a quiet and handsome man. He held a cup of tea in his hand, while Jian Kui beside him warmed the teapot with her internal energy.

Only a spendthrift like Ye Yun would let a puppet at the peak of the Finger Profound Realm consume its own internal energy to make hot tea!

Looking at the white-robed woman charging towards Gu Jiantang, he revealed a satisfied smile. This woman was destined to become the number one person in the world and personally kill all her enemies.

So the first battle will be fought by Gu Jiantang, who claims to be the best knife user.

Nangong Pushe seized the initiative; his embroidered spring knife was too fast, exploding instantly in front of Gu Jiantang, dazzling and brilliant.

Clang!

Nan Hua drew his sword, shattering the dazzling blade aura. He then swung his sword backhand, locking onto the enemy with his aura. There were no fancy moves, just a heavy, powerful strike.

But the stunningly beautiful woman in white robes drew her other short sword, Spring Thunder, at the last second, aiming for Gu Jiantang's chest.

This is a direct attempt to exchange injury for injury.

While Gu Jiantang was shocked, he sheathed his sword and blocked back. Given his current status and position, how could he be willing to risk his life against this nobody?

block!

The abundant spring thunder suddenly clashed with Gu Jiantang's square-inch thunder.

Nangong Pu shot Xiuchun with his right hand, paused for a moment, and then suddenly crashed into Gu Jiantang's Nanhua Blade again, sparks flying everywhere.

Intense fluctuations of energy collided between the two, causing even this martial artist at the peak of the Great Celestial Phenomenon Realm to involuntarily take several steps back.

Surprising!

fast!

This was Gu Jiantang's most direct feeling: the opponent did not have a strong aura, yet his swordsmanship was completely undetectable.

After Nangong Pu retreated, he touched the ground with both feet again, and in one smooth motion, he swung more than twenty swords, the force of the swords layered upon layer.

"They're here!"

Ye Yun's hand tightened around the teacup; Nangong Pu was about to unleash his true killing move.

Nineteen stops.

Although I'm still missing that final step, I haven't truly grasped the meaning yet.

Gu Jiantang no longer held back his strength, feeling extremely dangerous. If he didn't make a move soon, he feared he would be defeated.

He gripped the sword with both hands, his sword intent concentrated to its limit, trying to capture the white-robed woman's momentary breakthrough.

But he discovered a problem: this person's swordsmanship was getting faster and faster, and he could only use his own sword intent to block the opponent.

Nangong Pushe's twin swords were incredibly fast. Chunlei and Xiuchun each slashed dozens of times, seemingly without needing to breathe. It wasn't until he was forced back hundreds of feet that he realized the opponent's sword strikes were getting stronger and stronger.

It seems endless.

It was getting faster and faster. While speed could be used to stop it, this seemingly endless speed left him with no power to retaliate.

Gu Jiantang originally wanted to use his ultimate move, "Square Inch Thunder," to unleash a thunderous attack within a small space, using extreme speed, precision, and ruthlessness to forcefully break through the opponent's blade momentum.

It was clear that each time the opponent struck, there seemed to be a pause, but after that instant, the strikes became even more swift.

Ye Yun needed to look carefully to see Nangong Pushe's figure clearly, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see the opponent's sword strike.

A ball of white snow tumbled and landed on Gu Jiantang. Only he knew that the snow was actually a wisp of sword energy.

Wrong!

Gu Jiantang felt that this fight was the most frustrating fight he had ever had.

He was even given the chance to draw his knife.

After twelve stops.

Gu Jiantang's right arm was stained with blood, indicating a breach in his defenses.

After the fourteenth pause, Nangong Pu's sword carried the force of wind and thunder, quite different from the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm's use of the primordial energy of heaven and earth; it was far more domineering.

He had already possessed the most lethal sword intent within that small space.

This was beyond Gu Jiantang's imagination.

Is there any other swordsmanship like this in the world?

Between the fifteenth and sixteenth pauses of Nangong Pushe's attack, Gu Jiantang dared not wait any longer. Even at the risk of injury, he was determined to stop her from striking.

Suddenly, the Nan Hua sword in his hand erupted with terrifying sword intent. He forcefully raised the sword and slashed at Nangong Pu She in the most ruthless way, a life-for-life fighting style.

Unable to stop her blade's momentum, Nangong Pushe paused and struck again.

"Sigh, both of them are ruthless; they're willing to trade their lives for each other."

Ye Yun drew his crimson sword, and a streak of rainbow light flashed.

when!

The Crimson Sword clashed with Nan Hua.

Nangong Pushe's twin swords landed on Ye Yunyou's right arm, shattering the sword intent barrier on his right arm and tearing his sleeve. Golden light flowed across his right arm, blocking the sixteen-stop strike.

"Ye Yun!"

After sensing the sword intent, Gu Jiantang immediately understood who the newcomer was.

Nangong Pushe exhaled and slowly sheathed his sword: "I didn't expect that my Sixteen Stops wouldn't break through your body."

"Hehe, sometimes it's good for a man to be a little tough. If you really use your last two stops, I'm afraid you really can't stop me."

Ye Yun smiled casually, turned to Gu Jiantang and continued, "Ye Yun greets General Gu."

The two exchanged a glance and put away their weapons.

Gu Jiantang's Fangcun Thunder attack just now gave Ye Yun a sense of malevolence, as if it could damage his luck.

That truly is a signature move.

"Ye Yun, could it be that you also intend to assassinate me?"

Gu Jiantang said coldly, clearly angry.

"Kill you? If I hadn't stopped her, you would have been dead and she would have been seriously injured."

Ye Yun offered his frank reminder.

Gu Jiantang still felt lingering fear as he looked at the white-robed woman not far away; that last stab could have really killed him.

"Who are you!"

"Nangong Pu She!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Jiantang frowned. This name didn't seem to be well-known in the martial arts world.

Gu Jiantang gave a bitter smile: "I, Gu Jiantang, thought that after Qi Lianhua died, I would become the number one swordsman. I never thought there would be a genius like you in this world."

"I have truly wasted the last twenty years of my life."

Ye Yun shook his head and said, "General Gu, you must not underestimate yourself. There is no end to martial arts, so how can there be a true number one in the world?"

I have come here today to join forces with you, to play a grand game with the entire world as our chessboard.

I don't know, and I dare not.

The world is a chessboard.

Gu Jiantang tightened his grip on the Nanhua Blade. He commanded 200,000 elite troops, yet had no battles to fight, his purpose being to defend against Beiliang.

Furthermore, his martial arts were hampered by court affairs, which prevented him from refining his swordsmanship and breaking through to the realm of a terrestrial immortal.

He wanted to make a change.

The man in the red robe before him might be the key to changing everything.