Chapter 263: The Return of Moves
Han Yang immediately became alert and looked in the direction where the magic blade came from. He saw a man walking out of the darkness, with a black scarf covering his face and a murderous aura.
The man walked over without saying a word and pulled out the devil blade that was deeply embedded in the tree trunk. His movements were so smooth and swift that it didn't seem like he was pulling it out from a piece of minced meat instead. It was effortless.
At this moment, the monsters outside the formation seemed to have noticed the movement here and rushed here one after another, but the masked man only raised his hand, and these monsters obeyed his orders and went to break the formation.
It seems that this person wants to deal with me alone.
Han Yang couldn't help but frown and put all his energy into it.
This man was full of murderous intent, but he was able to hide in the forest without being noticed. It was obvious that he had some skills. This could be seen from the way he drew his sword. And the monsters obeyed him, which showed that this man had some status, but...
However, there was no demonic energy on this person, could he be a human? But how could a human control a demon?
Han Yang stared at the person opposite him and did not dare to act rashly, while that person was also looking at him motionlessly, as if he was also observing him.
When two people are facing each other, without knowing the opponent's level of skill, whoever strikes first is more likely to reveal a flaw.
But just looking at it this way, I can't see any clues!
Perhaps he realized this, or perhaps the visitor was getting impatient, the man in black took action first.
He just kicked his foot and flew towards Han Yang, waving the magic blade. Waves of sword energy were as powerful as a bamboo breaking, chopping the gravel on the ground and flying towards Han Yang.
Being able to slash out sword energy out of thin air, regardless of his cultivation level, his internal strength in martial arts should not be underestimated!
Han Yang frowned, but did not move. He just twisted his fingers and made a gesture, and suddenly spiritual energy surrounded his body, which was the secret of remaining calm.
Yes, Han Yang has the spiritual roots of water and fire, so it is not surprising that he can use the water technique of being calm and peaceful.
I saw sword energy hitting the calm shield and being dissolved in an instant, while the shield formed by spiritual energy remained safe and sound.
Compared to Lingxiang, Hanyang's cultivation is higher and his spiritual power is more refined. Naturally, his spiritual power will not be easily shattered like Lingxiang's Calmness Technique.
The collision of the sword and the shield was like a red-hot iron block dropped into the water, stirring up waves of mist.
The mist was like thick smoke, and in a moment it blocked out all surroundings. At this moment, the figure of a man in black suddenly jumped out from the mist, flew down, raised the magic blade high, and slashed towards Han Yang.
It happened in a flash. Just as the water mist was fluctuating like smoke, Han Yang squatted down and drew out the long sword from his waist at an extremely fast speed.
"Clang!"
In an instant, a spark burst out, and the magic blade was only a sword's distance away from Han Yang. The two of them also saw it clearly face to face.
Looking at the pair of eyes so close to him, Han Yang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Those eyes were extremely fierce, and the bloodshot strands could be counted, as if each strand was murderous, but these eyes were empty, without any life at all.
What created such terrifying eyes!
Just as Han Yang was stunned, he saw the man flip his empty hand and pull out another magic blade from his waist. He swung his long arm and slashed it straight at Han Yang's chest.
Seeing the cold energy of the magic blade approaching him, Han Yang quickly kneeled on the ground, exerted force on his waist and fell on his back. The magic blade passed by and almost brushed his nose.
Han Yang hurriedly gathered his spiritual power and struck the man in the chest with a palm, but the palm missed.
The man bent his elbow holding the knife, and with a fall, he used Han Yang's force to bounce himself away. Han Yang felt his sword sink, and then he saw the man flip back several times and retreat seven or eight feet away.
What a great way to use the force of your opponent!
Han Yang couldn't help but praise him, but it also made him more careful.
Judging from his body movements alone, this man is extremely powerful, and his strength should not be underestimated. He just took his sword attack, and his palm is still numb, which shows that he has a deep level of martial arts skills.
Furthermore, he had just raised his hand to gather his spirit, and in just a blink of an eye, the man used the force to bounce back. He could see the power of that palm, which showed that he was not just a simple martial artist.
That palm strike was his own unique secret technique, the Ice Yang Palm!
Regardless of whether this person knows this technique, the fact that he can detect danger at an extremely fast speed should not be underestimated. Moreover, after using two moves, he still looks relaxed?
When two masters fight, the true strength of the person can be seen within two moves. This person is definitely more than he seems!
After a moment, Han Yang thought it through, adjusted the way he held the sword, and frowned even more tightly.
In the two moves just now, the man deliberately exposed a flaw, seemingly being beaten back by me, but in fact he was testing me. Although I didn't use my full strength, compared to the other party's effortless demeanor, I was somewhat at a disadvantage.
This person is not easy to deal with!
While thinking, the man in black raised the knife above his head, and the two blades came together to form a long sword.
The evil spirit wrapped in the knife brought about gusts of strange wind, blowing away the water vapor around. The man squatted down, closed his eyes, and put the knife to his ear, as if he was listening to the language of the knife.
Zen living together!
Han Yang was shocked, this is Japanese swordsmanship!
Iai originally means Dongyang drawing the sword and slashing. When you draw, you slash. You cannot slash without drawing. The essence of Iai is to see through the opportunity in a moment while waiting. It is said that you are invincible when slashing!
After this sword technique was introduced to China, it was learned by some monks and combined with local cultivation methods to evolve a new move, which is the Zen-style integration.
It is said that when using this sword technique, the person using the sword will detach his spiritual consciousness and give himself completely to the blade in his hand, so he will put the sword next to his ear, and it will seem as if he is listening to the sword.
This sword technique was told to him by Lingxiang after she came back from a trip. According to Lingxiang, this sword technique looks very domineering, but is actually very vulgar.
……
"I have never seen such a vulgar sword technique!" Lingxiang said with disgust on her face.
"Oh? How obscene?" Han Yang said with a smile.
"If you don't move, he won't move either. If you move, he will take advantage of your weakness and chop you down with his sword. By the time you react, I think you'll be dead or alive."
"Then wouldn't it be better to use magic to break it from a distance?" Han Yang thought, pinching his chin.
"It's not that simple!" Lingxiang shouted, "Although he didn't move, he was on high alert. If you use magic to subdue him, he can resolve it with a few swings. I don't know how troublesome it will be. If it's an ordinary Iai, it's fine. But the trouble with Zen Iai is that his sword is spiritual! If he gets impatient and strikes first, he can hit you no matter how far away he is!"
……
Han Yang stared at the man motionlessly, fearing that he would get impatient and chop him down with his knife. But if he didn't move, that would not be a good thing either!
He thought about it again and again, and finally sheathed the sword.
Rather than waiting to die, it is better to give him a try first. After all, he has never seen this kind of swordsmanship before, and Lingxiang always likes to add fuel to the fire when telling stories. Although his stories are roughly the same, they are not completely credible.
Thinking of this, Han Yang pinched his hand to keep calm in case of emergency, and with the other hand he took out three yellow talismans from his bosom, twisted them between his fingers and threw them to the man.
(End of this chapter)
