C1241 This Is the Rhythm
There was silence.
Only Mo Nan and Chen Jiaang's silhouettes kept flickering. They were knocked back and soon stood together again.
Lin Caiwei was speechless. A man who had lived together for many years had such terrifying strength. She did not know that Chen Jiaang used to think that Chen Jiaang was too inferior to her and did not dare to face her. That was why he often went into seclusion to cultivate.
When she suddenly found out the truth, it made her mind go blank for a moment.
The Chen family was the same.
Compared to Lin Caiwei's confusion, the Chen family was stunned for a few seconds. Their faces were filled with joy.
"Humph!"
Chen Jiaang let out a muffled groan. His right leg hit Mo Nan's chest and sent old rascal flying.
The Chen family burst into cheers.
This was the first time Mo Nan had been injured ever since he had broken through.
The first time was the second time.
Mo Nan used all his strength to dodge. It was rare for him to give up on attacking and focus on defense.
Chen Jiaang's attacks were too fierce. They were like a machine that did not know fatigue.
"Get lost!"
Chen Jiaang found an opportunity again, and his arms started to feel numb. Mo Nan was annoyed. He swung his leg whip, trying to force Chen Jiaang back.
"Be careful, my idol!" Jessica and the others shouted worriedly from behind.
Boom.
A punch the size of a sandbag landed on Mo Nan's abdomen.
old rascal stood up from the ground and flew more than ten meters away. He struggled to get up and felt his five internal organs were all mixed together. It was very uncomfortable.
He resisted the urge to cough. He calmed himself down and recovered his strength.
From this, it could be seen that the Chen family's Gu Wu was not weak. He was far weaker than the Divine Meaning Heaven Equal Spell . It was because the Chen family didn't have a home to cultivate. Like Chen Jiaang, his Spiritual Force defense was like paper in front of others.
"Chen Jiaang, get out of the way."
Lin Caiwei saw that something was wrong and hurriedly shouted.
At this time, Chen Jiaang's tongue went smoothly and he said awkwardly, "You can leave, but they can't."
"Hurry up and leave." He pointed to the door behind him.
"I'll leave you!" Lin Caiwei would not listen to him. If she did not take Mo Nan and his group away, what was the use of leaving by herself?
She cursed and could not help but look at Mo Nan.
old rascal was in so much pain that he could not say anything, but he still pressed his hands down, indicating for her not to worry.
"You guys." Lin Caiwei saw this and stomped her feet in anger. She finally saw through it. None of the men would actually listen to her.
Chen Jiaang, on the other hand, looked at Mo Nan in surprise.
When Mo Nan stood up and walked back, he said calmly, "Take your knife."
"Close combat. You are no match for me."
In the short exchange just now, their shirts were almost torn into pieces of cloth. old rascal's body was considered strong and his muscles were like dragons, but compared to Chen Jiaang, he was even slim.
The latter stood there, his bronze skin giving off a heavy feeling as if he was a mountain or a mountain.
Although old rascal did not want to admit it, he could not help but smile bitterly and nod his head. "Indeed."
Then, he really followed Chen Jiaang's suggestion and pulled out a strange looking Mountain Splitting Blade from behind.
Chen Jiaang's eyes finally showed some seriousness, but Lin Caiwei was watching from the side. She was a little panicked and wanted to say something, but she wanted to say something, but she wanted to say something.
Jessica immediately pulled her back. When she turned around, he whispered, "Relax, my idol knows what he is doing."
There were some things that he didn't need to expose.
Chen Jiaang took the initiative to ask Mo Nan to pull out his long blade. He wanted to give old rascal a chance as well. However, under so many gazes, there were still many pairs of eyes in the dark. He could not go easy on himself.
He could only hope that this young man who dared to break into the Chen family was really capable.
"Come!"
Chen Jiaang's body sank. He took a horse stance, as if he wanted to experience the power of Mo Nan's blade technique.
Mo Nan's mouth twitched.
For the first time, he had a feeling that the opponent would not swing his blade before he could even swing it.
"It's an illusion!"
old rascal shook his head quickly.
This was a demon in his heart. It was only because Chen Jiaang had suppressed him in terms of momentum that he had the illusion that he could not defeat his opponent. This kind of mentality was very common in a fight.
Once he had this kind of mentality, if he did not correct it in time and did not dare to attack, it would make him miss many opportunities in a fight.
For example, even though he had found an opportunity to kill with one strike, he still hesitated whether he should make a move or not. He always felt that the other party had already taken precautions.
Luckily, Mo Nan had adjusted his mind in time.
Just as Chen Jiaang had said, he was still a Grandmaster. He was a f * cking Grandmaster. What was there to be afraid of?
"First strike!"
Mo Nan condensed all the Spiritual Forces in his body and swung his saber from top to bottom. Under the pressure, he made another breakthrough. His saber technique seemed to have improved a lot. This strike could be said to be the strongest saber technique he had ever learned.
The shocking blade Qi flew out from the ground, leaving a deep cut on the ground. Broken stones flew in all directions. While the surrounding Chen family were still in fear, they had already started cursing.
This guy is really shameless!
He would not show any mercy if he gave them a chance.
Even Chen Jiaang suddenly became serious. He shouted again. There seemed to be a circle of ripples spreading in the surroundings. This was not a simple Spiritual Force, but a defensive martial skill.
No wonder he dared to take Mo Nan's blade technique head on.
The fierce blade qi arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and with a loud bang, dust and dust rose up in all directions. Chen Jiaang, who was in the smoke and dust, was a little suspicious.
This blade technique was weaker than he had imagined.0
The smoke and dust dispersed not long after. Chen Jiaang did not have any injuries on his body. He said expressionlessly, "You all can't leave. Give up..."
It was not that he did not give Mo Nan and the others a chance.
However, the other party could not seize the opportunity. He was too weak, so he could not be blamed.
However, halfway through his words, his eyes suddenly focused. His voice also stopped, and he looked around. Where was he?
Where did he go?
The place opposite him... Mo Nan had disappeared a long time ago.
Because most of the people's attention was on Chen Jiaang, not many of them noticed when Mo Nan disappeared.
"Liu, be careful!"
A few of the Chen family's sharp eyes suddenly noticed something. They quickly pointed behind Chen Jiaang and reminded him.
"You have the nerve to scold me. A reminder from outside the arena. You are even more shameless than this young master."
Chen Jiaang had just turned his head in the direction he was pointing.
A figure suddenly shot out from the crowd. It was old rascal. He had a dark expression as he cursed. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived behind Chen Jiaang with a grin on his face. He raised his hand and brandished his blade.
old rascal had really calmed down.
After thinking clearly, he realized that he could not be controlled by Chen Jiaang. He led him by the nose.
You want me to use my blade technique?
This young master refused!
That saber strike just now had a terrifying momentum. In fact, it had only reached the lowest requirement of the medicinal Spiritual Forces required for a saber technique. However, the instant he swung his saber, he made some changes, causing the medicinal Spiritual Forces that should have been restrained to explode at the same time they shot out.
When the blade Qi reached Chen Jiaang's side, it exploded. In fact, it did not have much power left. It was not even half of the normal time.
However, Chen Jiaang had never faced it personally, so he did not notice anything unusual.
He took the opportunity to stand behind Chen Jiaang and then swing his blade.
Rip.
The sound of a long saber slicing through his clothes and skin rang out. It was especially pleasant to hear. When Mo Nan withdrew his saber and easily retreated, a deep wound that could see bone had appeared on Chen Jiaang's back.
The wound was bleeding profusely!
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