Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit 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. 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 like lightning, and went straight to Yang Chan's vitals.

Although the other inner guard masters were dead, their sacrifice also won a glimmer of life for this general. He took advantage of the moment when Yang Chan was distracted, and his figure flashed, like a ghost, and swept to the other side of the house.

Yang Chan sneered, he did not chase immediately, but let the general escape. Because he knew that the animal skin on the general's body was what he really wanted. And as long as he followed this general, he would definitely find the hiding place of the animal skin.

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

The night was dark, and the streets of Zhenbei City were empty. Only the occasional sound of the wind and the roar of battle in the distance broke the silence. The chase between the inner guard general and Yang Chan set off waves in this tranquility.

The general ran as hard as he could. He knew that his speed was not as fast as Yang Chan, but he still hoped to use the complex terrain of Zhenbei City to get rid of Yang Chan's pursuit.

However, Yang Chan's strength was far above his. 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 was still following 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 had already appeared in front of him like a ghost.

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

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

"Guanjun Hou, 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 somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while. He looked around, but only saw the deep night, and no one else was there.

"Hmph, are you playing tricks? Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Yang Chan snorted coldly, and the long 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.

It was an old man in a black robe, his face hidden in the shadow of the black robe, revealing only a pair of shining eyes, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"Marquis Champion, 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 grudges between you and me." The old man's voice was hoarse, but it was full of majesty that could not be ignored.

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

"The Great Governor of the Western Factory of the Internal Guard of the Great Chu, Wei Ya, it turned out to be 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 the world are often beyond people's expectations. You thought I was dead, but in fact, I just hid in a deeper darkness and continued to weave my plan. This animal skin and the secrets 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 holding the long sword trembled slightly, not only because of anger, but also because he was getting excited in his heart.

He hasn't felt this way for a long time.

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

Wei Ya nodded slowly, his eyes flashing with cunning light under the black robe. "Yes, Champion Marquis. 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."

"Humph, how could I, Yang Chan, become a pawn in your plan? You waited for three years, and I waited for three years." Yang Chan sneered, and the long sword shook slightly.

"You think you are fishing, but it is not certain who is the fish!"

When Wei Ya heard this, his face under the black robe seemed to show a strange smile. "Marquis of 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 at the mercy of others. Today, I will show you who is the real hunter!"

As he spoke, Yang Chan moved and attacked Wei Ya like lightning. The long sword cut through the night sky, carrying a sharp sword energy, and went straight to Wei Ya's vitals.

Wei Ya was not to be outdone, his black robe fluttered, his figure was ghostly, and he started a fierce battle with Yang Chan.

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

The general saw this and took the opportunity to struggle to get up and try 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 fighting with Wei Ya, he did not forget to control the general.

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

"Humph, want to escape? Do you think anyone can easily escape in front of me, Yang Chan?" Yang Chan snorted coldly, and the long sword danced, the sword light was like weaving, and it was intertwined with Wei Ya's black robe, forming a thrilling picture.

Seeing this, Wei Ya raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth. "Marquis of the Champion, you are indeed powerful, but today, you are destined to become a chess piece in my plan."

"Hmph, how can I, Yang Chan, let myself be manipulated?" Yang Chan shouted angrily, and swung his long sword suddenly, the sword light was like a dragon, and went straight to Wei Ya's vitals.

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

Yang Chan and Wei Ya both felt the power of that power, and they couldn't help but stop attacking, their eyes focused on the animal skin.

"What kind of power is this?" Yang Chan frowned and asked, he felt that the power contained an indescribable majesty and mystery.

Wei Ya's eyes also flashed with greed and fanaticism. "Marquis of the Champion, 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!"

"Hmph, you are delusional!" Yang Chan snorted coldly, he knew the importance of this animal skin and understood Wei Ya's ambition. He would never let Wei Ya succeed, and would never let himself become a chess piece in his plan.

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

"Whether it is a delusion or not, you will know after trying." Wei Ya smiled slightly, and the figure under the black robe looked even more weird and unpredictable. He waved his hand suddenly, and a black gas attacked Yang Chan, trying to disrupt his position.

Yang Chan snorted coldly, swung his long sword, and the sword light was like lightning, slashing the black gas into pieces. He moved his body and attacked Wei Ya again like a ghost, with the long sword pointing directly at Wei Ya's vitals.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and every confrontation made the surrounding air buzz, as if the world was trembling.

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

At the same time.

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

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

Fang Yue held a long sword, the sword light flashed, and every strike was accurate 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 great master was like a ball of black fog, with strange and unpredictable body movements. 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 breath, which made people shudder.

"Humph, a mere junior dares to compete with me?" The black-robed great master sneered, and he suddenly swung his palm, the palm wind was like a knife, and went straight to Fang Yue's vitals.

Fang Yue snorted coldly, the long sword danced, the sword light was like weaving, and the palm wind of the black-robed great master was resolved one by one. He moved like lightning and rushed towards the black-robed grandmaster, with his long sword pointing directly at his throat.

However, the black-robed grandmaster smiled slightly, and his figure flashed, dodging Fang Yue's attack like a ghost, and slapped back with a palm, with a fierce palm wind.

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

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

Finally, after a fierce confrontation, Fang Yue found the flaw of the black-robed grandmaster. He suddenly swung a sword, and the sword light was like lightning, directly hitting the black-robed grandmaster's heart.

Seeing this, the black-robed grandmaster's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly dodged, but he was still a step slower. 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 thought that he would be injured by this junior.

But this person was obviously promoted not long ago, and he was also seriously injured.

With one side gaining and the other losing, he should not be his opponent.

How is it possible, how is it possible to hurt him!

The black-robed grandmaster covered his wound, blood continued to seep out, and his face became extremely gloomy. "Junior, you really surprised me, but do you think you can beat me like this? Too naive!"

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

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

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

However, Fang Yue became more and more courageous. 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 confrontation, Fang Yue seized the flaw of the black-robed grandmaster. He suddenly swung a sword, and the sword light was like lightning, going straight to the black-robed grandmaster's vital point.

Seeing this, the black-robed grandmaster's face changed drastically. He hurriedly dodged, but he was still a step slower. The long sword penetrated his black robe and pierced deeply into his chest.

"You..." The black-robed grandmaster widened his eyes and looked 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 suddenly, blood gushed out, and the figure of the black-robed grandmaster fell down.

Zhenbei City in the night returned to peace again, only the occasional sound of wind and the roar of battle in the distance broke the peace.

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

Fang Yue adjusted his vitality, and then looked at the other side of the city, where the vitality was surging, and it was obvious that there were masters of the grandmaster level fighting.

Fang Yue moved his body, like a ghost, shuttling through the night. He rushed in the direction of the surging vitality, his heart full of expectations and determination for the upcoming unknown challenges.

The two parties fighting there were unknown.

But the movement between the two was really big.

Soon

Fang Yue came to the core area of ​​the battle, and saw two figures interweaving in the night, sword light and black air crisscrossing, and every confrontation made the surrounding air buzz, as if the world was trembling.

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

He was secretly amazed in his heart. Even he felt a lot of pressure in such a battle.

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