Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little every day

The leading inner guard general saw this and a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that today's matter could not be resolved peacefully, and only by fighting to the death could he save his life and escape with the mysterious animal skin.

"Marquis Guanjun, we don't want to be your enemy, but since you have already discovered it, don't blame us for being rude!" He roared, and swung the long sword in his hand suddenly. The sword light was as fast as lightning, and went straight to Yang Chan's vitals.

Although the other internal guards were dead, their sacrifice gave the general a glimmer of hope. He took advantage of Yang Chan's distraction and flashed to the other side of the house like a ghost.

Yang Chan sneered. He did not immediately chase after the general, but let him escape. He knew that the animal skin that the general was carrying was what he really wanted. As long as he followed the general, he would definitely find the hiding place of the animal skin.

"Hmph, you want to escape? Do you think you can escape?" Yang Chan muttered to himself. He moved and chased after him like a ghost.

The night was deep, and the streets of Zhenbei City were empty, with only the occasional sound of the wind and the roar of battle in the distance breaking the silence. However, the chase between the inner guard general and Yang Chan caused waves in this tranquility.

The general ran as fast as he could. He knew that his speed was not as fast as Yang Chan, but he still hoped to take advantage of the complex terrain of Zhenbei City and shake off Yang Chan's pursuit.

However, Yang Chan's strength was far superior to his, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of Yang Chan's pursuit. As time went by, he felt that his strength was gradually exhausted, but Yang Chan still followed him like a shadow.

Finally, at a corner, the general seemed to be half exhausted and fell to the ground. He fell to the ground and the animal skin in his hand fell out of his hand.

He struggled to get up, but Yang Chan appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"Hmph, you can't escape." Yang Chan sneered, and the long sword in his hand shook lightly, and the tip of the sword was already against the general's throat.

The general's face turned pale, knowing that his life and death were in Yang Chan's hands. He stared at Yang Chan closely, with an unyielding light in his eyes.

"Marquis Guanjun, I have been waiting for you for a long time." At this moment, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the confrontation between Yang Chan and the general.

Yang Chan frowned. He felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. He looked around, but saw that it was dark and there was no one else.

"Hmph, are you trying to play tricks on me? Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Yang Chan snorted coldly. The sword in his hand was still against the general's throat without any relaxation.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in Yang Chan's sight.

He was an old man in a black robe, his face hidden in the shadow of the robe, revealing only a pair of sparkling eyes, as if they could see into people's hearts.

"Marquis Guanjun, I haven't seen you for many years. Your strength is indeed better than before. However, what happened today is probably not something that can be summarized by the grudge between you and me." The old man's voice was hoarse, but it carried a majesty that could not be ignored.

Yang Chan's heart was shocked. This voice and this temperament suddenly reminded him of an old friend from many years ago, who was also a powerful opponent.

"The Grand Commander of the Western Factory of the Great Chu Internal Guard, Wei Ya, it's actually you! Didn't you die three years ago?"

The black-robed military advisor smiled slightly, and that smile looked particularly strange in the night.

"Marquis Champion, things in this world are often beyond people's expectations. You thought I was dead, but in fact, I just hid deeper in the darkness and continued to weave my plan. This animal skin and the secret hidden behind it are the key to my return to the chess game. Otherwise, how could you let down your guard!"

Yang Chan's hand, which was tightly gripping the sword, was trembling slightly, not only because of anger, but also because he was getting excited inside.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

"Wei Ya, you are still alive. It seems that you have been planning something secretly for the past three years. Is this animal skin part of your plan?" There was a hint of coldness in Yang Chan's voice, but more of it was the anticipation for the mystery to be revealed.

Wei Ya nodded slowly, his eyes flashing with cunning under his black robe. "That's right, Marquis Guanjun. This animal skin is the key to my plan. The secret hidden behind it is enough to change the whole world. And you, Yang Chan, are an indispensable part of my plan."

"Hmph, how could I, Yang Chan, become a pawn in your plan? You have waited for three years, and I have waited for three years too." Yang Chan sneered, his sword vibrating slightly.

“You think you’re fishing, but you may not know who the fish is!”

When Wei Ya heard this, a strange smile appeared on his face under the black robe. "Marquis Guanjun, you are always so confident. But there is often only a fine line between confidence and blindness. You think you are a hunter, but perhaps, you have already become the prey in my plan."

"Prey?" Yang Chan sneered, "Wei Ya, you are too confident. I, Yang Chan, have never been a chess piece that can be manipulated by others. Today, I will show you who is the real hunter!"

As he spoke, Yang Chan moved and rushed towards Wei Ya like lightning. His long sword cut through the night sky, carrying a sharp sword energy, and went straight to Wei Ya's vital points.

Wei Ya was not to be outdone. With his black robe fluttering and his figure ghostly, he engaged in a fierce confrontation with Yang Chan.

The strength of both men reached an astonishing level. Every confrontation made the surrounding air buzz, and Zhenbei City in the night became more turbulent.

Seeing this, the general took the opportunity to struggle to his feet and tried to escape from this dangerous place.

However, as soon as he moved, he was restrained by an invisible force and could not move.

That was Yang Chan's vitality. While he was fighting with Wei Ya, he did not forget to control his generals.

The general felt the invisible restraint, his face turned even paler, and a flash of despair flashed in his eyes. He knew that in front of the two powerful men, Yang Chan and Wei Ya, he was as small as an ant and could not escape at all.

"Hmph, you want to escape? Do you think anyone can escape easily from me, Yang Chan?" Yang Chan snorted coldly, waving his sword. The sword light weaved like a weave, interweaving with Wei Ya's black robe, forming a thrilling picture.

Seeing this, Wei Ya raised a strange smile. "Champion Marquis, you are indeed powerful, but today, you are destined to become a pawn in my plan."

"Hmph, how could I, Yang Chan, allow myself to be manipulated by others?" Yang Chan shouted angrily, and swung out his sword suddenly. The sword light was like a dragon, and went straight to Wei Ya's vitals.

However, at this moment, a strange force suddenly surged out from the animal skin, dissolving the attacks of Yang Chan and Wei Ya into nothingness. That force carried an ancient and mysterious aura, as if it was a call from ancient times.

Yang Chan and Wei Ya both felt the powerful force and could not help but stop their attacks, focusing their eyes on the animal skin.

"What kind of power is this?" Yang Chan asked with a frown. He felt an indescribable majesty and mystery contained in that power.

Wei Ya's eyes also flashed with greed and enthusiasm. "Marquis Guanjun, this is exactly the power I'm looking for! The secret hidden behind this animal skin is enough for me to control the whole world!" "Humph, you are dreaming!" Yang Chan snorted coldly. He knew the importance of this animal skin and also understood Wei Ya's ambition. He would never let Wei Ya succeed, and would never let himself become a pawn in his plan.

The chess player who controls everything and rules the world can only be him.

"Whether it's just a delusion or not, you won't know until you try." Wei Ya smiled slightly, and the figure under the black robe looked even more mysterious. He suddenly waved his hand, and a black air attacked Yang Chan, trying to disrupt his position.

Yang Chan snorted coldly, and swung his sword. The sword light was like lightning, and the black energy was shattered. He moved his body and attacked Wei Ya again like a ghost, with the sword pointing directly at Wei Ya's vital points.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and every confrontation made the air around them buzz, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

Zhenbei City in the night became more turbulent because of the battle between these two powerful men.

And at the same time.

The battle between Fang Yue and the black-robed grandmaster has come to an end.

At the other end of Zhenbei City, Fang Yue's battle with the black-robed Grandmaster also entered a white-hot stage. Under the night sky, the two figures intertwined, shuttling like ghosts, and every confrontation was accompanied by a sharp energy that cut through the sky.

Fang Yue held a long sword in his hand, the sword light flashed, and each strike was precise and powerful. He knew that he was facing a great master with unfathomable strength, so he did not dare to slack off. He was agile and kept changing the angle of attack, trying to find the flaw of the black-robed great master.

The black-robed Grandmaster was like a cloud of black mist, his movements were strange and unpredictable, and every dodge was just right, as if he could predict the trajectory of Fang Yue's attack. His black robe fluttered, releasing bursts of cold aura that made people shudder.

"Hmph, a mere junior dares to compete with me?" The black-robed grandmaster sneered. He suddenly swung out with a palm, and the palm wind was as sharp as a knife, going straight for Fang Yue's vitals.

Fang Yue snorted coldly, and waved his sword, the sword light was like a weave, dissolving the palm wind of the black-robed grandmaster one by one. He moved his body, like lightning, and rushed towards the black-robed grandmaster, with the long sword pointing directly at his throat.

However, the black-robed grandmaster smiled slightly, and with a flash of his body, he dodged Fang Yue's attack like a ghost, and slapped out with his backhand, with an extremely sharp palm wind.

Seeing this, Fang Yue swung his sword, and the sword light was like a dragon, colliding with the palm wind of the black-robed grandmaster. Suddenly, a powerful energy spread out, making the surrounding air buzz.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and every confrontation made Zhenbei City more turbulent at night. However, Fang Yue became more and more courageous as he fought more and more. He knew that he could not lose, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Finally, after a fierce battle, Fang Yue found the flaw of the black-robed grandmaster. He suddenly swung his sword, the sword light was like lightning, and went straight to the black-robed grandmaster's heart.

The black-robed grandmaster's face changed slightly when he saw this. He dodged hastily, but he was still a step too slow. The long sword pierced through his black robe and scratched his chest, and the blood immediately dyed the black robe red.

"You..." The black-robed grandmaster stared at Fang Yue in disbelief. He never expected that he would be injured by this junior.

But this person had clearly been promoted not long ago and was also seriously injured.

As one's strength decreases, the other's decline makes him no match for me.

How is it possible? How is it possible to hurt him?

The black-robed Grandmaster covered his wound, blood oozing out, and his face became extremely gloomy. "Junior, you really surprised me, but do you think you can beat me like this? You are too naive!"

As he spoke, the black-robed grandmaster moved and attacked Fang Yue again like a black mist. His offensive became more fierce, and each attack was accompanied by a fierce energy, as if he wanted to tear Fang Yue apart completely.

Fang Yue was not to be outdone, he clenched his sword tightly, the sword light flashed, and he started a fierce battle with the black-robed grandmaster. The figures of the two intertwined in the night, like two lightning bolts constantly colliding.

As time went on, the battle between the two became more intense, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart by their energy, making bursts of buzzing. The night sky of Zhenbei City also became more turbulent.

However, Fang Yue became more and more courageous as the battle went on. He knew that he could not lose, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to deal with the black-robed grandmaster.

Finally, after a fierce battle, Fang Yue caught the flaw of the black-robed grandmaster. He suddenly swung his sword, the sword light was like lightning, and went straight to the black-robed grandmaster's vital point.

The black-robed Grandmaster's face changed drastically when he saw this. He hurriedly dodged, but he was still a step too slow. The long sword pierced through his black robe and stabbed deeply into his chest.

"You..." The black-robed grandmaster stared at Fang Yue in disbelief. He never expected that he would suffer such a heavy blow at the hands of this junior.

"It's over." Fang Yue said coldly. He pulled out his sword violently, blood gushed out, and the black-robed grandmaster fell down.

Zhenbei City returned to its tranquility again in the night, with only the occasional sound of wind and the roar of battle in the distance breaking the silence.

"Now it's time to go see this champion!"

Fang Yue adjusted his vital energy, then looked towards the other side of the city, where vital energy was surging, and it was obvious that grandmaster-level masters were fighting.

Fang Yue moved, and like a ghost he shuttled through the night. He rushed in the direction of the surging vital energy, his heart full of anticipation and determination for the upcoming unknown challenges.

I don't know who the two parties are fighting there.

But the fight between the two was quite noisy.

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Fang Yue came to the core area of ​​the battle and saw two figures intertwining in the night, sword lights and black air crisscrossing. Every confrontation made the surrounding air buzz, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

Standing at the edge of the battle, his eyes were fixed on the two figures fighting fiercely.

He secretly marveled in his heart that even he felt a lot of pressure in a battle of this level.

Under the night sky, the painting of sword light and black air interweaving together is undoubtedly the masterpiece of a master of the Grandmaster level. (End of this chapter)