Chapter 54

But Tan Yu's realm exceeded Sheng Chang's imagination.

Once they started, both sides' martial arts realms were naturally fully exposed,

including all the spectators, including Tan Sanzhuan, who were all greatly surprised.

Tan Yu was actually already an expert in the Hidden Realm.

Of course, everyone could see that Tan Yu had only recently entered the Hidden Realm, and although he had the realm, his foundation of qi and blood was still somewhat shallow.

However, paired with his excellent lotus spear technique, it immediately made up for the deficiency in his power.

Sheng Chang's two powerful copper hammer hands couldn't even pass through Tan Yu's spear tip.

The drizzling rain continued to fall, and even the huge thunder hammer and electric palm were hard to break free. Especially, Tan Yu had an extremely high-level footwork, and once he felt that Sheng Chang's power was too great to control, he would flow with it, dissipating the opponent's power effortlessly.

The flow of qi and blood, the movement of strength, and the coordination of spear technique, body movement, and footwork were all extremely proficient, without any trace of the stiffness of a newly advanced expert.

After five moves, both sides each took two steps back to make slight adjustments. Under their mutual gaze, they were all secretly wary.

Sheng Chang knew that this time, winning the opponent was likely to be a bit difficult. However, he still had a bit of hope. After all, there were still fifteen moves left, and perhaps the opponent's power would not be enough to last until then?

He secretly thought it was a stroke of luck that if they had followed the initial suggestion of five moves, he would have already lost.

Of course, if it was only five moves, he would naturally not have given up the first three moves.

"The Tan family having such an outstanding descendant is truly a blessing for the Wuling Five Creeks." Sheng Chang, moved by the moment, praised.

"Heh heh!" Tan Sanzhuan laughed twice, indicating that he had heard. He could see that everyone had this feeling; a sixteen-year-old boy could already match them, which was indeed a very shocking thing.

Tan Yu coldly watched Sheng Chang, thinking, "Now comes the 'but,' what will you say after the turn?"

Seeing that Tan Yu's eyes were like two sharp spear tips, showing no sign of wavering, Sheng Chang's respect for him grew even more.

"This kid has a truly strange demeanor!"

"However, Sheng still has some doubts. If we stop now, the others behind me won't agree."

Zeng Yinyin stroked the mane of the red horse, and Tang Nanzhu silently brushed her gums with her tongue.

However, neither of them spoke, letting Sheng Chang have his way.

"Then let's go again!" Tan Yu shrugged, saying that no matter what, it would eventually come back to this.

Everything still had to be decided by his own fists and his own spear!

...

Not far to the northeast, in a mountain bend, three tall warhorses stood side by side. Iron chains were in their mouths to prevent them from suddenly neighing.

The terrain here was slightly higher and very hidden, with lush trees, making it not difficult to hide a few people.

The passenger on the right was a young man in a fur coat, with a slender figure and a pair of phoenix eyes as bright as stars. He looked at the two opponents, who were now as small as ants a few hundred meters away, and suddenly turned his head to ask the rider on the left, "Old Zhang, what will be the final result of this match between the two?"

On his left was an old man in a purple robe with white hair and silver beard. He glanced at Tan Yu and Sheng Chang in the distance and said, "That young man's spear technique is very extraordinary. His opponent, relying only on a pair of copper hammer hands, has little hope of winning within twenty moves. However, if he now takes out a weapon to fight, it would be awkward and hard to convince himself. By the time he realizes it, the time will have already passed."

The young man in the fur coat smiled in satisfaction. "That's very good!"

As he spoke, Tan Yu and Sheng Chang had already started fighting again.

The old man in the purple robe glanced at them, and seeing that it matched his expectations, he turned to the young man in the fur coat and asked, "May I ask, young master, what benefit will we gain from Tan Yu's victory?"

"I need Tan Yu to start his own business so that we can intervene. So he can't lose this time. If he is taken in by Duan Yue, the Wuling savages will have such a powerful vanguard and a reason to come out and compete, which would not be good for Jingnan."

The old man in the purple robe said, "In my eyes, they are all mere chickens and dogs! If the young master needs, I can go and take care of them one by one with my golden staff."

The young man in the fur coat chuckled.

"That would be a waste! Old Zhang, your golden staff should be used on Wang Yue."

Old Zhang frowned. "Young master, I was just about to ask you, why don't we go to Shennong Peak?"

"They won't fight at Shennong Peak, Old Zhang. Think about it, and you'll understand." The young man in the fur coat's eyes sparkled. "Now, it has attracted a large number of strong people from all over, so if they want to fight properly, they will definitely leave."

Old Zhang thought about it from his own perspective and indeed, he would never show off in front of so many people.

"What should we do, how do we find them?"

"Ha ha, don't worry about that, Old Zhang. I'll make sure you can see their duel." The young man in the fur coat's eyes flickered. "However, Wang Yue, the Divine Sword, has enjoyed a great reputation for over thirty years since he debuted. He is not easy to deal with!"

Old Zhang nodded slightly. "That's why I'm here."

The young man in the fur coat looked at him and thought, "After Wang Yue's fierce battle with Shi Huang, his qi and energy must have been greatly depleted. Zhang Jin, known as 'Proud Staff,' is one of the strongest close guards of the lord, and has been active in Central China for nearly thirty years. He should have some confidence in subduing a tired Divine Sword. At most, I'll make two more preparations."

Suddenly, he heard Old Zhang exclaim. The young man in the fur coat quickly focused his attention and saw that Tan Yu and Sheng Chang had both stepped back, and two young girls were moving to the center.

"Xiao Lan?" The young man in the fur coat's expression darkened. "Why is Xiao Lan going up?"

Zhang Jin said, "They fought for about eleven or twelve rounds, and the man with the copper hammer hands could no longer continue his attack. They were at a stalemate, and then Lan'er suddenly spoke up, challenging the woman on the red horse."

"Foolish!" The young man in the fur coat lightly punched his left palm with his right fist, clearly displeased. "It's good that Tan Yu doesn't lose! This is an unnecessary complication. Why is Xiao Lan so foolish?"

Zhang Jin also shook his head. Lan'er was half his disciple, and he knew her well. He guessed that the girl on the other side must have said something to provoke her, and the little girl's temper flared up.

"Old Zhang, how is my sister?" The young man in the fur coat, helpless, still asked.

Zhang Jin focused on observing Zeng Yinyin's qi and blood, but it was a bit blurry from the distance. However, ...

After a moment, Zhang Jin smiled bitterly. "The opponent is clearly stronger than Lan'er. Lan'er will probably suffer some losses, but she has made rapid progress recently and is not in mortal danger."

"No, I can't let Xiao Lan be hurt in any way." The young man in the fur coat said firmly.

Zhang Jin nodded. He knew that Xi Zhilan, this brother, was intelligent and cold, but once it involved his sister, he was extremely loving.

This young man was none other than Xi Zhilan's elder brother, Xi Zhicai, one of Cao Cao's three close confidants. He had been hiding in Jingxiang for two years under Cao Cao's orders, specifically to engage in some dark activities. The old man in the purple robe was Cao Cao's chief guard, Zhang Jin, known as "Proud Staff," who had a reputation as the "Central Plains Staff King" in Henan and Hebei.

"Order No. 2 to find some real work for those savages to do."

On the right side of Xi Zhicai's horse, a young man in black, who had been silent all along, immediately responded, "Yes!"

Zhang Jin suddenly said, "Young master, hold on. It seems someone else is coming, and it might not be necessary for our people to act. This person is very strong..."

Before he finished speaking, a loud and high-pitched whistle suddenly echoed through the sky, heading straight for them.

Zhang Jin's face changed. It's him?!

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