Dominating Martial King
Chapter 361 - 361 223 Divine Knowledge Seeking Subscriptions_4

361: Chapter 223: Divine Knowledge (Seeking Subscriptions)_4 361: Chapter 223: Divine Knowledge (Seeking Subscriptions)_4 With that sound, a blade light struck at Chu Xisheng from behind, aiming directly for his neck.

And on the ship, Du Yunlai and Sikong Xin, both had a change in expression.

They had no idea when this Martial Cultivator who attacked Chu Xisheng had boarded the ship!

However, this person did not look like an assassin.

He didn’t strike at the Zuo father and son, and even gave a verbal warning when he drew his saber at Chu Xisheng.

Watching the smiley-faced youth in white who wielded a Yan Ling Saber, Du Yunlai’s expression flickered.

Could this person be Mad Blade Wang Ming?

It must be him.

Du Yunlai had also reviewed the information sent by the gambling houses and was very familiar with Mad Blade Wang Ming’s characteristics.

Chu Xisheng’s expression, however, remained unchanged, and at this moment, his body moved like a shadow.

He stepped two paces to the left, three forward, and one to the right, miraculously avoiding the youth in white’s five consecutive slashes in the nick of time.

But Chu Xisheng was never able to turn around.

At this moment, Chu Xisheng somewhat understood the feeling his opponents had when facing “White Horse is Not a Horse.”

Simply because Chu Xisheng was now completely unable to sense the person behind him.

In Chu Xisheng’s five senses and Spiritual Sense, this person and his saber did not exist, they were “Nihility”!

Yet the opponent’s Sword Intent was always locked onto his hair, sending shivers down his spine—The opponent’s Sword Intent was targeting his hair, and so was his blade.

If the opponent succeeded, Chu Xisheng would have to be a monk for a month or two.

Chu Xisheng could only sense the opponent’s Sword Intent but was unable to determine his position.

This person must have some kind of unique Cultivation Technique or talent.

Chu Xisheng could only use his Sixth Rank “Supreme Divine Communication” awakened “Divine Knowledge” to make predictions in advance while accumulating sword power for a counterattack at any time.

However, it was possibly because he had achieved success in his recent combat practice in the dream state and had fully mastered the Sixth Layer Light Cloud Jump.

At this moment, Chu Xisheng, although in a precarious situation, appeared as if he was strolling leisurely in a courtyard, moving with effortless grace.

It was not until the sixth step that Chu Xisheng’s pupils flashed, and he suddenly turned and drew his sword!

Secret Move, Wind Trace!

He had captured a glimpse of his opponent’s figure.

In the next instant, a heavy clanking sound of ‘Clank’ echoed on the deck.

The blade lights of the two collided above the deck, bursting into a skyful of sparks.

Chu Xisheng’s power-laden strike had obviously caught the opponent off guard.

The man was forcefully knocked back seven zhang away by Chu Xisheng’s sword power, sliding all the way to the river surface.

Chu Xisheng finally saw the person who had launched the sneak attack on him and raised his eyebrows: “Mad Blade Wang Ming?”

The few on the ship, led by Du Yunlai, now all relaxed their grip on their weapons.

Their expressions eased, thinking that Chu Xisheng was indeed capable of handling the situation—

Wang Ming parried Chu Xisheng’s sword power, stepped lightly upon the water’s surface, and his body, feather-like, did not sink.

Looking at Chu Xisheng, his eyes showed an ardent light: “Your saber is really interesting!

Very strong sword power, almost as good as mine who is Seventh Rank, and your movement technique is excellent too.

Are you interested in having a duel with me on the river surface?

Oh yes, the paper dart I just gave you, it’s my duel invitation and life-death contract.”

At this time, on both sides of the Canglang River, the thousands of Knights were abuzz with noise, as they excitedly spurred their horses onto the embankment’s higher ground, craning their necks to look towards the ship.

No one expected the confrontation between Mad Blade Wang Ming and Chu Xisheng to come so quickly.

On Wang Ming’s sword, a wisp of Sword Energy condensed.

He would not care about Chu Xisheng’s opinion.

Regardless of whether Chu Xisheng was interested, this battle was bound to happen.

However, in the next instant, a look of astonishment appeared on Wang Ming’s face.

At that moment, ten tentacles burst out of the water without warning, wrapping around Wang Ming’s body.

Caught off guard and powerless to resist the formidable strength of the Heluo Fish, his entire body was dragged beneath the surface.

But just as his body was about to be crushed by those tentacles, his entire being suddenly turned into a puff of smoke, dissipating in the water.

When Wang Ming reappeared, it was twenty zhang away on the surface of the river.

But just as he had steadied himself, he saw the ten tentacles of the Heluo Fish chasing after him as if they were his shadow.

“Still coming?”

Wang Ming had no choice but to flee on the surface of the river, stepping on the waves.

He was chased everywhere by the tentacles of the Heluo Fish, looking flustered and speaking incoherently, “Brother Chu, why bother?

I just wanted to have a battle with you, to admire your Sword Skill.

I held no malice earlier, and although I am known as Mad Blade, my strikes are quite measured, there was no need to summon this big fellow, right?

Hey, hey!

This is really too much.

You can even use the Poison Dragon Drill?

You have to believe me; I had no intention to ambush, just couldn’t resist the urge after issuing the challenge.

I did warn you when I struck.

There’s no need to go so far.”

Chu Xisheng mused that this was indeed true, the man had been holding back his sword power earlier, showing no intent to harm others.

In his Divine Thought, he also did not sense any Kill Intent from this person.

But Chu Xisheng was simply displeased and wanted this guy to suffer a bit.

This fellow had no Kill Intent, yet he was eyeing his own hair.

If he had reacted just a beat slower earlier, he would have been made a fool of.

Chu Xisheng stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm as he watched the young man running for his life all over the river.

After a full hundred breaths, when the Heluo Fish had torn Wang Ming’s white garments into mere strips of cloth, Chu Xisheng spoke indifferently, “Your challenge is accepted, but the time must be set after I enter the Capital City.

Currently, I am in a dangerous situation and cannot be distracted.”

Iron Shura Si Huangquan, Divine Swallow Saber Li Xiuzhang, and Mad Blade Wang Ming, were opponents he had long been looking forward to, opponents who could enable him to harvest a large number of Martial Arts Points once again.

How could he harvest them at this moment?

Moreover—

Chu Xisheng’s gaze turned towards the Left Bank.

Ever since entering He Province, a faint sense of danger had been lingering in his Primordial Spirit.

Clearly, there was someone with formidable strength targeting them.

Chu Xisheng had not even practiced the Nine Refinements of Extreme Essence Purple Gold Body today, precisely because he wanted to conserve his energy, to keep himself in the best condition, ready for battle at any moment.

The recent encounter with Ling Mo could have been dealt with a single strike from Chu Xisheng, without expending any True Yuan or Divine Thought.

But, for Mad Blade Wang Ming, Chu Xisheng felt he needed to expend a bit more energy.

Wang Ming finally steadied himself again on the river surface.

He glanced apprehensively at the Heluo Fish sinking below the river surface, then laughed, “Good!

I will be in the Capital City waiting for our battle.”

As soon as Wang Ming finished speaking, he suddenly stomped his foot, turning into a puff of white smoke and vanishing from the river surface.

Seeing this, Chu Xisheng frowned slightly.

He sensed that this Mad Blade Wang Ming had not moved far away.