Not only do we need to win, but we also need to give these Japanese people a good scare.
He suddenly dodged backward, then laughed twice, and imitating Jingu Heihachiro, he gripped the rattan with both hands, took a step back, and met the opponent's several sword energies with a fierce feint!
Chen Xiao had never learned swordsmanship, nor had he learned the knife technique that Lao Tian was most skilled at. So this slash was naturally a feint.
However, with a thought, several streams of mental energy instantly condensed at the tip of the vine, and with a few hissing sounds, they shot out rapidly like blade energy!
That momentum was even stronger than the sword energy of Jingu Heihachiro's True Nine Dragons Flash!
With a whoosh, the sword energy and the psychic power collided in mid-air, causing a fluctuation in the airflow. The air seemed to vibrate, and it was seen that Jingu Heihachiro's sword energy had been completely neutralized, while a small portion of Chen Xiao's psychic power still broke through the sword energy and shot towards Jingu Heihachiro!
Heihachiro Jingu was horrified! Seeing several psychic attacks coming towards him, he could only quickly raise his katana and swing it with all his might.
Several loud bangs were heard. He was indeed skilled in swordsmanship, wielding a samurai sword with dazzling skill, creating an impenetrable barrier. Several strands of spiritual energy were knocked down by him.
Finally, a burst of psychic energy swept across his head, severing his topknot. His long hair immediately cascaded down, fluttering in the air. Jingu Heihachiro's face turned bright red, and he staggered back two steps!
Although he could still barely grip the hilt of the knife, his wrist was trembling slightly, and he felt a dull ache in the web of his hand and wrist.
Chen Xiao now possesses the superpowers of an A-rank expert, and his psychic abilities have naturally increased accordingly. How powerful are the psychic attacks of an A-rank expert? How could an ordinary martial artist like Jingu Heihachiro possibly withstand them?
Even if Takeuchi Bunzan were standing here, he probably wouldn't dare to confront him head-on with his own flesh and blood.
Jingu Heihachiro, fueled by sheer courage, used his sword to defend himself, only to find that his once gleaming and sharp blade was now riddled with tiny cracks! The muscles and tendons in his hands and arms were also injured by the blows! He was still barely holding on, unwilling to show weakness in front of his enemy, but afterwards, he feared that such a severe injury would inevitably diminish his strength.
Nearby, disciples of the Kamishin Ittō-ryū school saw that Jingū Heihachirō had blocked the opponent's incredibly powerful attack. Some even wanted to cheer him on, but after only one shout, they suddenly saw Jingū Heihachirō sway and stagger back a few steps, blood already flowing from the corner of his mouth. If he hadn't been trying so hard to hold back, he probably would have spat out blood. Even though he was forcibly enduring it, a mouthful of blood still flowed out of his mouth despite his clenched teeth.
And then, we heard a "buzzing" sound!
The steel katana in his hand suddenly shattered into countless fragments, which fell onto the grass!
Jingu Heihachiro stared in horror at the bare hilt of his sword, then looked at Chen Xiao as if incredulous!
But then they saw Chen Xiao standing there, gently holding a vine in his hand.
The vine was completely intact; it wasn't broken, and not a single leaf was missing!
Chapter 182 [I'll Go Up the Mountain With You!]
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Ito Taio sat in his wheelchair, his fingers gripping the armrests so tightly they snapped and broke the wooden handle!
Jingu Heihachiro's face was ashen, and he felt ashamed and indignant. As the second best swordsman in the school after Takeuchi Bunzan, while Takeuchi Bunzan was getting old, he was at the peak of his swordsmanship. Although Takeuchi Bunzan had not appointed a successor in recent years, everyone regarded him as the next head of the family to inherit Takeuchi Bunzan's position.
Today, however, he suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of a mere upstart. This humiliation suddenly filled Jingu Heihachiro with gloom.
He even considered slashing himself with a knife, but all he had left in his hand was the hilt of the knife. He couldn't even kill himself, and he stood there dumbfounded for a long time, unable to utter a single word.
"you!"
With a hoarse, trembling voice, Ito Taio, who had been sitting in a wheelchair, actually stood up!
He had a leg ailment and difficulty moving, but in his excitement, he forced himself to stand up, supporting himself on the handrail. Pointing at Chen Xiao, his expression was complicated: "You! How could you! How could you use this move! True Nine Dragons Flash, who taught you that!!"
Chen Xiao curled his lip. That last move he made just now wasn't the real Nine Dragons Flash at all; it was clearly just a simulation using telekinesis. It might look somewhat similar, but the power was vastly different, and the way the power was applied was completely different. You couldn't tell the difference unless you experienced it firsthand.
However, Jingu Heihachiro was too caught up in his turbulent emotions to notice. Ito Taio's feelings were likely even more complex than Jingu Heihachiro's, and in his excitement, he failed to see it either. The other spectators, lacking the strength and understanding to discern the truth, were also unable to do so.
Everyone thought that this young Chinese man had actually mastered the powerful killing move "True Nine Dragons Flash" from his own school.
"Hmph, is this move so remarkable?" Chen Xiao said indifferently, "Back then, you all studied General Tian's movements and techniques for countless years, didn't you? If you can learn them, why can't I?"
Ito Daio was speechless.
The Japanese have an unparalleled reputation for stealing skills, so they naturally have no right to criticize others now.
Chen Xiao knew it was a misunderstanding and didn't want to pressure anyone too much. It was just that these Japanese people were all too arrogant, coming to his door looking for him. He was inexplicably beaten and verbally abused, which led to the current situation.
Now that they've already taught the other party a lesson and gained the upper hand, they don't want to escalate the situation further. Looking at Ito Daio, they asked, "Excuse me, have I won now? May I enter and leave this Izumiryu-gu Shrine?"
Ito Daio's face was also ashen. He glanced at Chen Xiao, then slumped into his wheelchair with a thud. He then slowly waved his hand, saying, "You are free to come and go as you please, inside and outside the Izumiryu Palace!"
After he finished speaking, his breathing became disordered. The young man behind him quickly came up and whispered a few words in his ear, then pushed the wheelchair and pushed the old man inside.
The other middle-aged samurai looked at Chen Xiao with varying expressions—some were horrified, some were fearful, and some were hostile—but none of them offered to help the injured Jingu Heihachiro. Instead, several young disciples went up and carried the wounded swordsman away.
In a short while, most of the people in front of them had retreated.
Chen Xiao stood there, a strange feeling creeping into his heart. These Japanese were quite decisive; they attacked in a swarm when they blocked the road. But now that they'd lost, they were running away in a swarm?
The two or three disciples who remained looked at Chen Xiao with fearful eyes, and timidly retreated to both sides, making way for him.
That means: Go ahead and go in, it's up to you!
Chen Xiao didn't stand on ceremony. With his current strength, unless he encountered an S-class expert, he really had nothing to worry about. He steeled himself and swaggered in.
This Spring Flow Palace is actually a very good place.
It seems that the Kamishin Ittō-ryū school is indeed quite skilled, managing to occupy such a prime location in Japan where land resources are scarce!
Looking from the corridor of the outer courtyard, there is a hillside inside. Below the hillside, there are several stone paths lined with cherry blossom trees on both sides. Although it is not the season for cherry blossoms to bloom, they still look beautiful and pleasing to the eye.
Looking around, the hillside was hidden among a grove of cherry blossom trees. The hillside was about a hundred meters away from where Chen Xiao was. Although it was not very high, there was a temple-like building on the hillside, as well as pavilions and towers, which were quite exquisite.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a row of training rooms. From a distance, the row of houses could probably only accommodate a thousand people.
On the left is a circular pond, only about a hundred meters in circumference, but dozens of stone tablets stand beside it!