"Challenging Qing Shan?" Deng Qinghuo's breathing quickened involuntarily.

  In his heart, Teng Qing Shan was invincible. But after all, Teng Qing Shan had only been wandering in Yicheng in the past and had encountered few masters. And today, this was the territory of the Guiyuan Sect. The post-heavenly peak warriors here were a large group.

  Whether it was Wu Man, Gong Yangqing and other top martial artists, or the many Black Armor Army soldiers, they all watched this battle with rapt attention.

  ……

  "It's getting interesting!" Zhuge Yuanhong saw this scene and smiled even more on his face.

  Among the four leaders, the older silver-haired black-robed old man and the iron-strong burly man were both watching with great interest, while the younger Zang Feng leader narrowed his eyes, his gaze like a cold knife. The female leader, on the other hand, was quietly observing.

  *****

  On the stage, this pair of young masters stood at both ends of the stage.

  Teng Qing Shan, seven feet four inches tall (nearly 1.85 meters), had reached the pinnacle of internal martial arts training. His build was also quite sturdy. As for Yue Song, his height was almost identical to Teng Qing Shan's, but Yue Song's shoulders were broader and his arms longer, making him appear even more robust.

  Judging from their appearance, it's impossible to tell the age difference between the two people.

  Cangjiang, Yuesong! He was a disciple of 'Cangjiang Yijian', and now he has just returned to the Yuanzong Black Armor Army for training. In the outside world, except for some top masters who know that Cangjiang Yijian has such a disciple, many people do not even know that there is a person named Yuesong.

  Yi Cheng, Teng Qing Shan! A 16-year-old monster, also unknown by name. After all, Yi Cheng's number one expert, it's not worth showing off.

  Two young men, who is stronger?

  The entire schoolyard was silent, with everyone watching these two people.

  "Watch out, Teng Qing Shan!" Yue Song smiled confidently and drew out the heavy black sword from behind his back.

  "Make your move." Teng Qing Shan held his Wheel Return Gun and calmly looked at his opponent.

  Yue Song's eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole body surged with energy. He let out a low growl: "Teng Qing Shan, first take my Breaking Wave Style!" His foot moved swiftly, closing the distance between him and Teng Qing Shan, as he swung his black heavy sword in a simple yet powerful straight slash!

  Splash!

  A powerful and overwhelming blow!

  In a daze, Hong Qingshan seemed to hear the sound of waves crashing, and that black heavy sword had already fallen on his head.

  "Explode!"

  Teng Qing Shan stood still, his right hand shook, and the long spear was like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, cleverly touching the black heavy sword. The black heavy sword involuntarily slightly deviated, but still chopped towards Teng Qing Shan's shoulder.

  "Huh? Such a strong and strange energy." Teng Qing Shan was shocked, dodging to the side to avoid this sword. "My Shadow Following Gun Technique can't completely neutralize his attacking power and control his attacking direction. This sword technique indeed has its special aspects."

  Ordinary people and Teng Qing Shan engaged in a fight, ordinary weapons clashed once, and Teng Qing Shan won.

  But this time, there was a problem.

  "How is this possible?" Teng Qing Shan was shocked, and Yue Song was even more shocked. "I've been practicing my heavy sword in the Changjiang River, and even the undercurrents of the Changjiang River can't change my sword's momentum. His spear, how can it have such a strong force!"

  In Yue Song's feeling, Teng Qing Shan's long spearhead was like the terrifying whirlpool undercurrent at the bottom of the Changjiang River. Once touched, his sword momentum would be affected.

  "No wonder that Ox Demon, as soon as he touched the tip of this Teng Qing Mountain's long spear, his weapon was deflected so far away, and he lost directly. I have long reached the state of unity between man and sword... yet my sword momentum is still affected. But I don't believe that Teng Qing Mountain can withstand my Broken Wave Thirty-Three Swords!" Yue Song's footsteps were mysterious, his heavy sword striking one note after another.

  "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

  Yue Song circled around the Teng Qing mountain, constantly changing his position, like a fish in water, very agile, and that heavy sword every move was powerful and forceful.

  "What a strange swordsmanship!" Teng Qing Shan only felt that his opponent's heavy sword was sinking more and more with each strike.

  "Pong!" "Pong!"...

  A footprint appeared on the rock at the foot of Mount Tengqin. Every time it moved, a footprint would appear at the foot of Mount Tengqin.

  ……

  "Fantastic!" Zhuge Yuanhong, who was watching the battle, burst out laughing. "The 33 swords of the Cangjiang Sword Technique are getting stronger with each sword! At first, each sword only had a force of 10,000 jin, but towards the end, it became heavier and heavier. However, this Teng Qing's spear technique is even more profound. He can easily dissipate the force into the ground without affecting his body at all. Just this level of control over the force is truly astonishing. I wonder what kind of environment could produce such a genius!"

  Borrowing strength to overcome strength!

  Teng Qing Shan's past life was that of an internal fist master, with control over the muscles and bones of his entire body reaching a peak. His opponent's powerful force could be easily transmitted to the ground through his feet every time.

  "This Qingyun Mountain has actually been moving within a range of one zhang." The black-robed silver-haired old man exclaimed.

  "Yue Song's Broken Wave Thirty-Three Swords has only used the twenty-third sword, and the further it goes, the greater the power. I don't believe that this Tsung Ching Shan can easily withstand the Thirty-Three Swords." The young Tzong Fung said coldly, the prestige of the Broken Wave Thirty-Three Swords was very great.

  It's Zang Feng himself, and he must go all out to resist. It can't be this easy.

  ……

  On the stage, Yue Song's figure was light and agile, but his sword momentum was as heavy as a mountain! One sword after another, continuous and uninterrupted!

  Clang! Clang! Clang!

  Teng Qing Shan continued to move within a radius of one zhang, his long spear withdrawing every time it lightly touched the heavy sword. Although each time left deep footprints on the rocky ground, Teng Qing Shan's smile grew increasingly radiant.

  "Whoever created this sword technique is truly a genius! The sword technique is like the Yangtze River, flowing endlessly, with each sword strike connecting to the next, growing stronger and more majestic. I really want to see when this sword momentum will finally come to an end!" Teng Qing Shan's arms were using a force of around 10,000 jin.

  Apart from Bi Han Tan's dragon, no one has been able to force Teng Qing Shan to use his terrifying internal power until now.

  "The thirty-second sword move! This sword's impact force is at least several tens of thousands of catties, an ordinary post-heaven peak expert would have been split in two and killed long ago."

  Teng Qing Shan's long spear rotated once, and again parried the opponent's sword. The terrifying force was transmitted through the long spear to his arms, easily spreading along the bones, tendons, muscles, and finally to his feet. Teng Qing Shan's internal energy did not suffer the slightest loss.

  "Thirty-Third Sword!" Teng Qing Shan was counting his opponent's sword moves in his heart.

  Pong!

  Yue Song's final sword strike was made with both hands holding the sword, a frenzied and powerful slash that carried the momentum of his previous thirty-two strikes. This single strike even caused the surrounding air to vibrate, producing a deafening explosion sound that distorted the faces of onlookers watching the battle scene.

  "Clang!"

  Still simple to the extreme, a single shot, simple and unadorned.

  But at the moment when the heavy sword collided with the opponent, the entire long gun instantly produced a terrible spiral force, like a terrifying whirlpool in the dark that could not be seen, sweeping away the opponent's heavy sword and changing the opponent's sword momentum.

  "Haha, wonderful, wonderful!" Yue Song had already retreated several zhang away, his eyes were slightly red with excitement as he burst out laughing. "To be able to take my Breaking Wave Thirty-Three Swords in one breath, Brother Teng's spear technique is truly impressive. I don't know what your spear technique is called, Brother Teng?"

  "Gun method, called 'like a shadow following the shape'." Teng Qing Shan also praised, "Brother Yue's swordsmanship and body method are also very mysterious, I don't know what it's called?" Teng Qing Shan had just heard the opponent say 'broken wave style', obviously, this set of swordsmanship is not just this one move.

  "My swordsmanship is what my master created after a hundred years of enlightenment by the Cangjiang River, and it's called 'Cangjiang Sword Manual'. The move I just used was the 'Breaking Wave Style' from the 'Cangjiang Sword Manual'! As for my footwork, it's the 'Roaming Dragon Style'!" Yue Song said straightforwardly. In fact, the name of a martial arts secret manual doesn't need to be kept confidential.

  As soon as this was said, there was a burst of noise from below!

  "Is 'Cang Jiang Sword Manual' really 'Cang Jiang Sword Manual'?"

  "Is this Yue Song, a disciple of the Sword Saint of Cangjiang?"

  ……

  The warriors and Black Armor Army soldiers who were watching the battle also knew some of the most famous figures in the world. 'Cangjiang Yijian' Wei Wuyue was one of the most famous super strongmen on the Nine States continent, ranked among the Thirty-six Heavenly Lords, and revered as the 'Sword Saint of Cangjiang'.

  The Cangjiang Sword Technique has six forms, with extremely great power.

  "Brother Teng, the 'Layered Wave Style' of the Cangjiang Sword Manual is not yet fully mastered by me. When used, it's hard to control at will. You'd better be careful." Yuesong said solemnly.

  Hong Qingshan was somewhat surprised.

  This Yue Song, apart from the earlier "Po Lang Shi", actually has an even more powerful "Die Lang Shi".

  "Haha, Brother Yue, no need to hold back, come on." Teng Qing Shan stood with his gun at the ready.

  Yue Song's expression was solemn, and a cyan glow appeared on his face. The tip of the heavy black sword actually had strands of vigorous energy emanating from it, shooting onto the rocky ground, shattering the rocks into powder. It was clear that Yue Song was unable to perfectly control his inner energy.

  "Surfing!"

  Yue Song let out a low growl.

  "Hummm..." Very clearly, that black heavy sword with the sound of Jiang water howling, chopped towards Tun Qing Mountain.

  A surge of internal energy shook, producing a terrifying river roar, the sword in Yue Song's hand seemed to have transformed into an angry Tsang River, devouring towards Teng Qing Mountain.

  The sword has not yet arrived, but its aura has already startled Mount Tengqin.

  "Not good! This sword's power is much greater than before!" Teng Qing Shan was secretly shocked, "Simply relying on 'Shadow Following Form' spear, it's absolutely impossible to neutralize this attack." If Teng Qing Shan relied on his powerful brute force, he could directly strike and kill the opponent with one spear.

  Not until necessary, Teng Qing Shan did not want to expose his astonishing power. This was his greatest secret!

  "It's time to use the Chaotic Origin Gun Technique!"

  Like a shadow, the gun method is just an attacking gun method, although it has the function of unloading power, how can it be compared with the "Hunyuan Yiqi" gun method? The "Hunyuan Yiqi" gun method is the only defensive gun method in the five elements gun, the strongest unloading and defensive gun method.

  "Ah!"

  Reincarnation gun spinning!

  Gun shadows danced, and Teng Qing Shan's body seemed to transform into a terrifying deep-sea whirlpool. When Yue Song's heavy sword touched Teng Qing Shan's gun shadow for an instant, it was as if the angry Yangtze River water was swallowed by the whirlpool. The strange force made Yue Song vomit blood with difficulty.

  "Let go!" Teng Qing Shan shouted loudly.

  Wow!

  Faced with the terrifying devouring momentum, Yue Song could no longer control the heavy sword in his hand, and the heavy sword flew out of his hand, slamming heavily onto the rocky stage, causing the entire stage to shake violently, as if a meteorite had fallen from the sky.

  Boom!

  The rocks on the stage were completely cracked open, with cracks and crevices that looked ferocious, and the fragmented stone powder flowed out.

  "How...how is this possible..." Yue Song's right hand trembled slightly, his eyes fixed on the black heavy sword stuck in the pit of broken stones, unable to believe what was happening.

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