"Shocking Up and Down!"
"Flash Body Slash Waist!"
"Its swift turns rely on the agility of the waist, its advances and retreats depend on the speed of the legs; its parry, stab, hold, chop, slice all rely on the agility and strength of the wrists."
"Stabbing, Cutting, and Advancing!"
"Protecting Leg and Cutting Wrist!"
"Four Feet Two Inch Herd Knife, hang, push, chop, pull, and stab to excel!"
"Leader Tu! You should use the Night Battle Eight Directions Hidden Head Style!"
Yan Chuan truly doesn’t miss a single opportunity for "Mutual Teaching and Learning" to improve himself.
Blade skills are not his strong suit, but if he can have stronger blade skills at his disposal, it wouldn’t hurt.
Tu Tiannan thought the same!
The two were battling with blade skills, and Yan Chuan pointed and nudged, yet it was hard to determine a winner in an instant.
They battled for a while.
Their moves exhausted.
The two exchanged a glance, simultaneously abandoned their blades and shouted——
Swords replaced blades!
They continued with swordsmanship!
Sword, sword, halberd, axe, battle axe, hook, fork, spear, stick, pike, staff, chain, mace, hammer, claw, crutch, meteor hammer!
Starting from the blade.
The eighteen weapons all appeared, back and forth, a lively scene.
Upon the viewing stands.
Wu Qi finally laughed: "So he isn’t without weaknesses."
"Indeed, his weapon skills are somewhat lacking."
Wang Kuan also laughed.
The two, both masters of boxing, had equally refined weapon skills, thus able to discern that Yan Chuan’s level in weapons like blades and swords was merely based on his foundational knowledge of boxing, a respectable baseline but lacking any upper limit, having never seriously delved into it, achieving only a passable level.
To the eyes of others, it seemed ingenious, unstoppable.
But to these two men, it was not worth much, somewhat unremarkable.
Previously, Yan Chuan had unfathomable prowess in boxing, leg techniques, and grappling, surpassing even Tu Tiannan by one layer, and even Wu Qi considered that merely in terms of fists and feet, Yan Chuan was no weaker than himself.
Yan Chuan is only twenty-six!
A thirty-four-year difference, yet Yan Chuan’s boxing talent is truly extraordinary, leaving Wu Qi astonished and even more astonished.
As for weapons, Yan Chuan is lacking.
"Relatively speaking, his weapon skills are lacking."
"With every weapon, as soon as he gets his hands on it, Yan Chuan seems a bit clumsy, but as the battle progresses, he’s absorbing and improving, whether in blade skill or swordsmanship, making visible progress."
"This talent is simply inconceivable!"
Wang Kuan looked at Yan Chuan, growing happier by the moment. Compared to Tu Tiannan, compared to Wang Zhengyi, Yan Chuan’s talent is far more powerful. As someone like Wang Kuan, a Grandmaster and a figure of authority at Guangling Academy, he cannot stand to see bright talents wasted on the old school or being stifled by Cheng Fengxiao.
That would be such a pity, and it makes his heart ache!
"Brother Wang, do you wish to bring Yan Chuan into the academy?" Wu Qi saw through the intention, glanced at Cheng Fengxiao not far away, and said teasingly: "An old stubborn leading a young stubborn; if Yan Chuan wanted to enter the academy, he would have done so long ago, why wait until today? Besides, now that he has become famous in the Martial Arts Competition, overwhelming the heavenly prides of the academy, he would be even less likely to view Guangling Academy favorably."
One cannot persuade them!
"It’s always worth trying."
Wang Kuan was unwilling to give up.
That’s because Yan Chuan doesn’t know about Guangling Academy, doesn’t know what shocking secrets the Great Yan Court holds, and once he knows, can he resist?
What he needed to do was simply apply for a slot with the ’Xuanwu Department’, an ’exemption’ to reveal secrets like the ’Mountain and Sea Realm’.
Guangling Academy would have another heavenly pride, thriving, which would be a boon to Guangling!
Yan Chuan was unaware of Wang Kuan’s schemes. Having battled Tu Tiannan through various weapons, gaining the upper hand, he had reaped considerable rewards, and his momentum had peaked.
However, Tu Tiannan had also been pushed to the limit, unable to endure any longer——
"It’s time to switch to the spear!"
Tu Tiannan strode with great strides to a corner of the arena, grabbed the lance he had brought with him with a bang. Although called a long spear, it wasn’t particularly long, measuring seven feet and two inches, with a head of eight inches, a shaft of six feet, roughly three inches thick, made of hardwood. The spearhead was made of forged iron, resembling a double-hooked scythe spear, with a flat-spindle-shaped tip. The end of the shaft sported an iron ferrule, four inches long.
This is not a long spear!
Nor is it a floral spear!
It was a ’Yan Ling Spear’!
"This spear is named ’Golden Feather’, a seven-foot two-inch weapon that I acquired in my early years on the outside, meshing perfectly with my heart, unrivaled!"
"I am loyal to one spear, no other."
"Master Yan, weapon skills lie not only in ’skill’ but also in ’weapon’. In this match, I have the advantage!"
With the spear in hand, Tu Tiannan’s aura changed dramatically, becoming sharp and lethal.
Now, Yan Chuan finally understood why the man bore the name of ’Golden Feather Cross Spear’. Clearly, the key was in this spear.
"You have one, and so do I!"
Yan Chuan looked toward the inner field below the stage. Spear Attendant Wei Quan had already prepared, and as soon as Yan Chuan looked down, he immediately threw the ’Red Tassel Spear’ from his arms onto the stage, shouting: "Master, catch the spear!"
With the Red Tassel Spear in hand!
Yan Chuan twirled the spear, stabbed the ground with the floral spear, and said to Tu Tiannan: "This spear of mine is called ’Red Tassel’, also seven feet and two inches long!"
"That’s more like it!"
Tu Tiannan stared at Yan Chuan’s long spear, a complex feeling in his heart, with an ominous premonition, but ultimately let out a long howl, deciding not to overthink: "A fight is a fight! Let me witness the brilliance of Master Yan’s spear technique!"
Today, Yan Chuan and Tu Tiannan indeed fought quite an exciting battle.
This is the final match!
The Grandmaster Path, where roads meet in a narrow alley, the victor thrives, the loser collapses, all in this battle!
Battle intent surged within Yan Chuan’s heart, with the Red Tassel Spear in hand——
Three consecutive stabs. Right at the start, he had already fully displayed the essence of ’Snake Movement’ from the Cheng Family Spear Technique.
"Stepping Technique!"
All bore the shadow of ’Cheng Family Boxing’, summarized and integrated from ’Cheng Family Boxing’ to become ’Cheng Family Spear Technique’.
On the opposite side.
Tu Tiannan was equally exceptional——
Stab, thrust, strike, batter, entangle, circle, intercept, grip, pounce, point, prod!
Spear skill foundation was incredibly solid.
With both illusion and reality, surprise and straightforwardness!
"Advance his sharpness, retreat his speed, his momentum is dangerous, his rhythm short, unmoving like a mountain, moving like thunder."
"This is ’Wu Family Spear’!"
"Its foundation is in the two feet, the body follows the feet, the arms follow the body, the wrists follow the arms, merging into one, forming a cohesive force throughout the body."
"It is the same lineage as ’Wu Family Boxing’ with ’advancing in emptiness, attacking when there’s an opening’.
"White Snake Spits Tongue!"
"Gale Swinging Willow!"
"Leader Tu, splendid spear technique!"
Yan Chuan enjoyed the fight, the stronger he faced, the stronger he became. At this moment, having just started exchanging blows, he already experienced the depth of Tu Tiannan’s spear skills, feeling the overwhelming pressure.
Had been long missed!
Cheng Family Spear versus Wu Family Spear!
Yan Chuan fiercely battled Tu Tiannan!
Their spear skills were hard to distinguish.
Vaguely, Yan Chuan found himself at a disadvantage, most evidently, as his words became fewer, his commentary and pointers all decreased.
The pressure was significant, leaving no time to be distracted!
Yet, even so, whenever he found a moment, he’d still speak, having honed the instinct, even in breathing and speaking techniques——
"Fond of teaching others!"
Tu Tiannan was not affected, showcasing ’Wu Family Spear’ to its fullest, to the point of suppressing Yan Chuan.
But it was not enough!
Yan Chuan could still open his mouth, chatter on endlessly, still defend.
Delay is not an option!
"Strike while the iron is hot!"
From fists and feet to grappling and various weapons, Tu Tiannan had been continuously suppressed, his momentum stifled, but now, with accumulated pressure, the greater the suppression, the more thorough the rebound, all his sharpness, all his edge erupted at once, as his spear technique evolved——
Black Dragon Entering Cave!
Evil Wolf Heart-Ripping!
This was not ’Wu Family Spear’!