1168: C1168 Fight Nangong Shuo

C1168 Fight Nangong Shuo

"An ant shakes a tree."

Nangong Shuo raised the long spear in his hand and swept it across his waist.

Surging Spiritual Forces continuously erupted from his body and gathered on the spear's body, causing the long spear to emit a faint glow in the night sky.

Mo Nan raised his brows.

Even though he had yet to come into contact with the spear, a sense of danger had already risen in his heart.

However, Nangong Shuo's attack was swift and violent. It was already too late for him to dodge.

Ever since he drank the medicinal liquid William gave him, this was the first time old rascal felt that his speed couldn't keep up with his opponent's rhythm in front of others.

"Damn it!"

With a muffled sound, the long blade blocked the direction where the spear came from. However, the tremendous force still sent Mo Nan flying.

After flying for six or seven meters, he barely landed on the ground.

"Charge!"

Mo Nan felt a sweetness in his throat. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He stood up from the ground. Mo Nan felt a little bitter.

The difference was too great.

Even though he had mentally prepared himself before coming here, he had still underestimated Nangong Shuo's strength in the real fight.

God knows how this guy trained.

Mo Nan's foundation was already exceptionally solid, but Nangong Shuo was not the slightest bit inferior compared to others.

This caused the two of them to be separated by a small realm, like a natural chasm.

"I'm really disappointed."

Slowly putting away his spear, Nangong Shuo stood beside him with a frown on his face.

A few days ago, he came out of the family to do some work. He passed by Jinling and received a letter of challenge from the Liu family.

Not only was he not angry, he was also looking forward to it.

Who would have thought that the people from the Liu family would at least let him have a good time? Who would have thought that they would be so vulnerable?

He hadn't even used his full strength yet.

Mo Nan's face turned red. Damn it, he was the one who ridiculed those young masters in the past, but he didn't expect the Heavenly Dao to be so good. Now, it was his turn to be looked down upon.

This feeling was really not good!

"Speaking of which, don't be too early."

Narrowing his eyes and smiling, Mo Nan took a few deep breaths to calm the injuries in his body. Immediately, he lifted the long blade in his hand again and made a drawing gesture.

"Eh?"

Nangong Shuo, who was not far away, was slightly surprised.

He could feel that this guy must have suffered a serious injury just now. How come he could not see anything unusual in the blink of an eye?

However, the fact that his injuries recovered quickly did not mean that he could increase his strength.

Once his injuries recovered, it was nothing more than being beaten down again.

"Come."

Nangong Shuo raised his spear again and spat out a word.

"Am I being underestimated?"

Mo Nan pulled the corner of his mouth. Then, his expression turned serious. He raised his hand and swung his long blade forward.

Nameless Saber Technique, First Move.

Up until now, he was most skilled in the First Move.

For some reason, when he used the second saber move, he had a feeling that it was difficult to understand.

Ling Li's Saber Qi instantly shot forward, causing sand and stones to fly in all directions.

"Good!"

Nangong Shuo's eyes lit up. He did not panic at all.

At this moment, it was as if he had just regained his energy. He shouted loudly and raised his spear high. He aimed it at the incoming blade Qi.

Boom!

Dust and dust rose into the air.

However, the surroundings became quiet.

Not far away, Mo Nan's eyelids trembled even though he hadn't seen what was happening in the smoke.

At this moment, he really couldn't hold his breath anymore.

I'll teach you a lesson...

If this is a game of cards.

Both sides are holding a deck of cards. The two kings in his hands have already fought, but they might not even be as big as the other party's four eggs. How the f * ck are we supposed to play this game?

Nameless Saber Technique was his only trump card.

A moment later, the smoke dissipated.

"I underestimated you."

After coughing, Nangong Shuo put away his spear. His expression was somewhat sinister. Although he had blocked Mo Nan's Saber Qi at the first possible moment, the Saber Qi had dispersed and landed on every part of his body.

Although he was not injured, not even some minor scratches could be seen, his black sweatshirt had already been destroyed. His neat hair had also become messy, making him look rather pathetic.

Mo Nan,... ""

You look down on your grandpa!

Alright, it seemed like he had told himself that he was not even as good as four small cards, let alone four eggs.

Something was not right.

Every time something big happened, he would calm down.

Mo Nan reminded himself in his heart.

If Nangong Shuo could block his blade technique, After all, he was a Xiantian master. It would be strange if he couldn't block it, but he didn't believe that Nangong Shuo wouldn't suffer any damage after blocking it.

Compared to the day he fought Koo Jian, he would only become stronger after he successfully broke through to the Grandmaster realm today.

Koo Jian was a Xiantian master while Nangong Shuo was a Xiantian master. Why was there such a huge difference between the two of them?

Mo Nan immediately looked at the long spear in Nangong Shuo's hand.

The body of the spear was dark and shiny. Although it was not as flashy as the long saber forged by the Heavenly Crystal in his hand, it had a mysterious texture.

No matter how one looked at it, it did not look like an ordinary item.

Mo Nan felt a little tired. If Nangong Shuo had blocked his blade, he would not believe it without the credit of the black spear.

Sure enough, compared to the younger generation of Hidden Clan, he was full of money.

If ranged attacks weren't enough, then he would have to fight in close combat.

Just now, he had used up a lot of Mo Nan's Spiritual Forces. For the first time in history, he was not in a hurry. He took out a Spirit Fruit that seemed to be slightly flattened from his pocket. He did not dislike it and directly stuffed it into his mouth.

He held the saber close to his body.

"Still not giving up?"

Nangong Shuo sneered. He was not afraid of fighting Mo Nan in close combat. Just when Mo Nan was about to get close to him, the long spear in his hand was like a long snake. Its angle was tricky, and it moved agilely. It forcefully blocked Mo Nan from the most effective range of the long spear.

The sound of gunshots was attached to the Spiritual Force. Every attack was powerful and heavy.

Mo Nan's face turned dark.

This guy must be cheating.

He had used his knife skills for a long time when he was a mercenary, but he had never practiced them properly. It was just that he was much better than some so-called masters of knife skills.

Nangong Shuo was different.

Mo Nan had never seen a spear master before, but Nangong Shuo was definitely one of them.

Let's go all out.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across old rascal's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, he disregarded the spear that was aimed at his shoulder and forcefully charged into the area around Nangong Shuo.

The long spear pierced into his shoulder and shook to the right, almost tearing off Mo Nan's arm. Even so, it still caused his right shoulder to become a bloody mess.

He wouldn't be able to exert any strength in a short period of time.

But it was not that he did not gain anything.

"It's time for Yours Truly."

Beads of sweat appeared on Mo Nan's forehead as he grinned at Nangong Shuo. The long blade in Mo Nan's hand slashed down along Nangong Shuo's chest.

"Hmm?"1

Mo Nan frowned as the blade fell down. He felt something was not right.

Nangong Shuo stood where he was with a calm expression. Not only did he not dodge, he even looked at him mockingly...

Ding!

A piercing sound of friction rang out.

Mo Nan's wrist trembled slightly from the distance backlash.

At the same time, Nangong Shuo seemed to have been hit by a huge force. He took a few steps back forcefully. The long spear in his hand paused for a moment before he stood on the spot.

The sports shirt on his upper body was completely broken. He slowly landed on the ground, revealing a sleeveless vest on his body.

It looked like silk, but no one knew what material it was made of. Mo Nan did not even leave a scratch on it.

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