360: Chapter 223: Divine Knowledge (Please Subscribe)_3 360: Chapter 223: Divine Knowledge (Please Subscribe)_3 This was what they had bought at a high price when they passed through the Wo State territory, five books in total.
Du Yunlai took one of them and read it while fishing to pass the time.
And what he was reading now was the current edition of the “Heavenly Mechanism Martial Arts Manual” and its Heavenly List.
Du Yunlai sighed, “You’re right, the level of comprehension some people possess is simply unfathomable.
Take the fallen Dominating Martial King for example.
It is said that when she reached First Grade at the age of twenty-two, she had already cultivated seventeen martial arts, three Primordial Skills, and four Martial Intents to the Fifteen Layers.”
“Among them, three even reached the Eighteen Layers, achieving peak creation, which elevated her bloodline talent to the highest level.
This allowed her to contend with veteran experts on the Heavenly List as soon as she stepped into the First Grade.
Her comprehension is simply monstrous and beyond understanding.”
Chu Xisheng thought about the time when he used Qin Muge’s Character Card and saw the long list of martial arts.
Chu Xisheng now only practiced Chasing Wind Saber, Chasing Lightning Finger, Light Cloud Jump, and Nine Refinements of Extreme Essence Purple Gold Body, which required most of his focus, and often needed the system’s assistance.
Qin Muge nearly mastered the Ten External Skills of the Formless Divine Sect by the age of eleven.
However, in this respect, there was no need for him to compare with Qin Muge.
The “Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation” of the Tieshan Qin Family benefited greatly from practicing a wide array of martial arts, allowing them to extract their essence and condense the God Slaying Power.
Why did Qin Muge steal the cultivation techniques of the Formless Divine Sect?
The purpose was to cultivate a broader array of martial arts and elevate the “Ten Thousand Gods Tribulation” to a higher level.
While Chu Xisheng was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a loud shout from the left bank: “Is Chu Xisheng of East State Xiushui on this ship?
I, Ling Mo, ranked twenty-ninth on the Qingyun List in He Province, have come to learn from your high skills!”
Chu Xisheng glanced sideways at the young knight shouting loudly from the left bank and said helplessly, “Please come aboard, let’s have a battle on this ship.”
Next to him, Zuo Qingyun and Du Yunlai were surprised, “You won’t sign a Life and Death Contract, nor choose a place to fight?”
Chu Xisheng shook his head slightly, “No need.
Anyway, it’s just one move, and I can manage not to injure him at all.”
The key was that there was no benefit to it anymore.
Engaging in battles with geniuses at this level of the Qingyun List would draw no more audiences.
Most people already recognized his strength.
Thus, Chu Xisheng did not want to find a crowded place for the fight, planning to settle it on the river.
——If not for the fact that refusing a challenge would decrease his Martial Arts Points, Chu Xisheng would not have bothered to accept.
Ling Mo shouted, “Fine!”
He leaped from the saddle into the air, his feet stepping on the river’s surface as if galloping like a strong horse toward the official ship.
Ling Mo crossed the five-mile-wide river in one bound before soaring up and landing on the deck.
This person was about fifteen years old, dressed in iron armor, with a gaze as sharp as a blade, appraising Chu Xisheng from head to toe: “You are the tenth of Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers, the Chu Yidao who has recently swept across the Four States?”
Chu Xisheng realized he had acquired the nickname ‘Chu Yidao.’
He nodded slightly, “Indeed, I am.
This ship is not convenient for outsiders to stay long.
Let us proceed quickly.”
Ling Mo’s face darkened, knowing this ‘Chu Yidao’ was just as the rumors described, arrogant and dismissive of worldly heroes.
He looked at Chu Xisheng’s hand and found that while the man held a saber, his posture was extremely relaxed, with no tension in his muscles.
Ling Mo sneered, “Very well!
Then, Brother Chu, be on guard!”
He drew his saber, producing a sharp sound.
To his shock, Chu Xisheng’s Yan Ling Saber, though drawn a moment later, was faster out of the sheath.
What surprised him even more was that Chu Xisheng’s saber position seemed omnipresent and unpredictable, impossible to fathom or catch, with its sword force ambiguous and indistinct.
It confirmed the intelligence he had received.
Ling Mo thought he could handle it, but facing Chu Xisheng’s saber head-on, he realized he had underestimated him.
Ling Mo had no idea how to parry and could only retreat continuously.
Soon after, a splash was heard.
That was Ling Mo, forced by Chu Xisheng’s saber force, falling into the Canglang River.
Du Yunlai shook his head upon witnessing this scene.
In the past ten days, Chu Xisheng had become even more adept at utilizing the concept of “White Horse is Not a Horse.”
Additionally, it seemed his Divine Sense power had significantly strengthened, imbuing his saber strikes with more Heavenly Dao Rhythm, making them harder to withstand.
Chu Xisheng sheathed his saber and saluted Ling Mo, who surfaced in the river, “Thank you for letting me win!”
He had no intention of pulling Ling Mo back on board, assuming the other did not need it.
As Chu Xisheng turned, he heard a mocking and cold laugh: “Their strength is rubbish.
How about trying my saber?”
Chu Xisheng sensed something and suddenly tilted his head.
In the next instant, a paper-folded flying knife whizzed past his cheek and embedded itself into the wooden wall of the cabin behind, with a soft thunk.
This was a paper-folded knife yet struck three inches deep into the wood.
——Had Chu Xisheng moved a fraction slower, this paper knife would have pierced his forehead.
At the same time, the mocking laugh of the young man echoed in Chu Xisheng’s ears again: “You are indeed interesting.
Be careful of your back.”