Atlas of Heaven and Man

"The rules of the Fenglin Hall state that only the strongest disciple in the hall can sit in the position of the head disciple."

More than ten years ago, before this Mr. Gong Ying, the Fenglin Hall had already confirmed the next successor, but he was killed by Mr. Gong Ying, who was only nineteen years old. It is said that the victory or defeat was decided in just three moves at that time.

In the past ten years, Mr. Gong Ying has faced many challenges and has never been defeated.

He would cut off the heads of each opponent, coat them with gold paint, and then make them into tea sets to place in the alcove. It is said that his house is now filled with three walls.

And when Mr. Gong Ying is fighting, he is like a ghost or god. Ordinary people lose their courage when they see him, so he has such a title. You definitely don't want to see Mr. Gong Ying draw his sword to fight."

Guan Shangjing said: "Senior Brother still has such a dark sense of humor."

"Life always needs some fun," Gong Ying Changxiu said with a smile, "Especially listening to legends about oneself, it is really satisfying."

Guan Shangjing was a little helpless. His senior brother was particularly obsessed with the stories of heroes from the old era, imitating their every move, and also had a quirk of being enthusiastic about spreading news about himself.

He also paid special attention to the sense of ritual before the battle, making every battle he participated in full of atmosphere. After defeating his opponent each time, he would also find someone to write a short story, making the battle plot between the two ups and downs.

And whenever he heard various exaggerated and bizarre rumors about himself from other people's mouths, he would become particularly excited.

Therefore, on the Outer Seas, although the level between the three major halls has not widened the gap, it is this senior brother whose reputation is the loudest, and the Fenglin Hall is also the most famous as a result.

But what matches the fame is also strength.

The head disciples of the three major halls have never really confronted each other, but whether it is An Yaoguan's Ye Jianhong or Langtaoguan's Bian Yueyizhen, their positions have never changed in the past twenty years.

However, Gong Ying Changxiu killed the previous head senior brother. He was present when the two fought at that time, and witnessing the whole process made him deeply admire and fear this senior brother's strength, so even though he was more than ten years older than the other party, he still sincerely called out "Senior Brother Gong Ying."

Gong Ying Changxiu said leisurely: "Junior Brother mentioned that opponent. I have read the previous information. Very good, he is an opponent worth fighting. Where is he now?"

"Senior Brother Gong Ying..." Guan Shangjing was a little embarrassed.

Gong Ying Changxiu said: "Junior Brother Guan Shang, you know that I must issue a challenge letter before the war. This is my rule, and I hope you can understand."

Guan Shangjing looked at the round-framed glasses, which were shining with light, and seemed unable to see the eyes behind them, but he felt a burst of fear in his heart. Although doing so might expose the news of this senior brother's arrival in advance, there was no reason to talk about it with Gong Ying Changxiu. He immediately lowered his head.

"Senior Brother Gong Ying, please leave the matter to me."

Gong Ying Changxiu looked at him, and when the latter felt a little uneasy, he smiled and said, "No need, I have already arranged it." He reached out and put his hand on Jie Ping, "Hui Shirou, you go for me."

He folded his arms, "The appearance of a hero cannot be so easily taken lightly. I hope my challenge letter will satisfy him."

"Hui Shirou..."

Guan Shangjing has been away from Fenglin Hall for ten years. In his memory, Hui Shirou was just a teenager. Just now, he glanced at him in a hurry, and it seemed that he was also in the crowd coming down from the airship.

He said: "It is his honor to deliver the challenge letter for Senior Brother. Senior Brother, I will send someone to lead him. I will definitely let him bring the challenge letter."

Several hours later, the sky brightened. An Outer Seas fighter carrying long and short knives got out of the car and walked on the road leading to the Xuangong Building.

After discovering him, the city patrol came up to check several times. Each time, he would politely stop and hand over his name card from his fighting hall and the pass from the Political Affairs Office.

And when faced with warnings, he respectfully stated that as a newcomer from the Outer Seas, he would abide by the rules of the Central City.

He walked a short kilometer for an hour. When he arrived at the Xuangong Building, he asked someone to send in the letter he was carrying, and then stood patiently on the square of the building waiting.

Chen Chuan had returned to the academy yesterday after arranging the three people. When he was cultivating, a notification sound came from Jie Ping, indicating that something had been sent.

He walked out to get the things, but found that it was a challenge letter. The signatory was Gong Ying Changxiu. The wording was very polite, saying that he had heard of his reputation in a corner of the island and yearned for it, so he had traveled across the ocean to ask for a battle.

He also stated on it that he was from the Fenglin Hall, one of the three major fighting halls overseas. To show his qualifications, he specially sent a junior brother to demonstrate the sword moves in person.

Sword moves?

He was a little interested in this. He came to the window and glanced outside the Xuangong Building, and saw the figure in black, but after he glanced at it, he couldn't help but wonder if the other party could demonstrate the essence of the sword moves.

Fighters have an intuitive judgment of their opponents. Leaving aside the specific fighting skills, just looking at the posture and aura of standing there can almost determine which level they belong to.

And this one…

At this moment, he suddenly saw a figure walking towards there, slightly surprised, thought for a while, and turned around and left the dormitory, coming downstairs.

When Hui Shirou was waiting there, suddenly a voice came from beside him: "Your Excellency Hui Shirou."

He turned around and saw an Outer Seas fighter in ancient clothes standing there. He thought for a while and didn't recognize this person, so he asked in Outer Seas language: "Who is Your Excellency?"

The person on the opposite side bowed slightly, "Langtaoguan, Sancheng Huang."

"So it's Your Excellency Sancheng." Hui Shirou bowed to him very politely, "Why is Your Excellency Sancheng here?"

Sancheng Huang straightened up and said: "May I ask if Your Excellency is here to issue a challenge letter to Chen Jun?"

Hui Shirou's eyes immediately changed. He said in a deep voice: "What does this have to do with Your Excellency Sancheng?"

Sancheng Huang reached out and put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and said loudly: "Of course it matters. I was Chen Jun's defeated opponent and lost convincingly. Your Excellency Hui Shirou, I think if Your Excellency wants to challenge Chen Jun, then please pass my level first."

Saying that, he drew out the long knife from his waist.

Hui Shirou also grabbed the knife on his waist, turned around, and said with a solemn expression: "Although the challenger is not me, Your Excellency Sancheng, I cannot pretend not to see such actions."

What he represents is the Fenglin Hall behind him. Drawing a sword in front of him is regarded as a challenge, and it is impossible not to respond.

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Sancheng Huang's posture of holding the knife remained unchanged, "Then let me learn the Fenglin Hall's skills."

"Understood."

Hui Shirou looked up and said: "I am here to show Senior Brother's sword moves to Mr. Chen, but Your Excellency Sancheng, if it is you, I believe you can also let Mr. Chen see it clearly."

He immediately drew his sword and slowly raised the knife.

Sancheng Huang placed the knife in front. After the two confronted each other for a moment, the two stepped forward at the same time. It seemed that only for a moment, the two passed each other and reached the places where they had just stood.

The two stood back to back for a moment. Hui Shirou suddenly dropped the knife on the ground, his body leaning forward, and then a pool of blood spread under him.

Sancheng Huang exhaled, turned around, wiped the long knife with his sleeve, then returned the knife to its sheath, and then bowed deeply to the corpse on the ground.

"Thank you for the lesson."

Chen Chuan had already arrived downstairs at this time. He happened to see the two people fighting when he came out of the door just now, but found that Hui Shirou had turned into another person in an instant when he used the sword moves, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

After bowing, Sancheng Huang found that his chest was empty. He looked down and saw a knife mark appearing on the position of his heart, and the clothes there were also cut through. It was only a little bit away from penetrating into his body.

Chen Chuan walked over and glanced at it, "Mr. Sancheng, are you okay?"

Sancheng Huang quickly turned around and bowed, "Mr. Chen, I'm fine." He looked at Hui Shirou's body and said with emotion: "The move just now should be the legendary 'Imprint Blade'."

"Imprint Blade?"

Sancheng Huang nodded, "Yes, the people of Fenglin Hall do not pay as much attention to spiritual cultivation as we Langtaoguan, but they also have spiritual skills.

It is said that they can imprint their own sword moves into the minds of their fellow disciples through spiritual fusion. Whenever they issue a challenge letter to a respectable opponent, they can let their disciples come forward to demonstrate their swordsmanship on their behalf.

This is both a demonstration and a test. If the opponent can't block it, then there is no need for a contest. If they block it, then it means they are qualified to fight."

His expression was slightly solemn, "The sword just now was not so much Hui Shirou's shot, but rather Gong Ying Changxiu of Fenglin Hall's slash, and because of the layer in between, the essence of it could not be fully displayed, but if Gong Ying Changxiu had slashed it himself, then I might have died."

Chen Chuan nodded slightly and looked at him again: "Why did Mr. Sancheng come here today?"

Sancheng Huang said: "To be honest, I received news not long ago that Gong Ying Changxiu has come to Central City. I think his target should be Mr. Chen, so I came here to inform Mr. Chen to be prepared. This enemy should not be underestimated. What I did just now was just to show my sincerity."

Chen Chuan looked at him and said, "Mr. Sancheng, by doing this, you are standing on the opposite side of Fenglin Hall. Are you not afraid of the subsequent troubles?"

"It doesn't matter."

Sancheng Huang said very sincerely: "In this world that is about to change, small individuals always have to choose a side to stand on, and I think," he raised his head and said loudly: "Standing on Mr. Chen's side is the right thing to do!"

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