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Chapter 350 - 153: Divine Weapon Chi Xiao, The World’s Madman!_2

Chapter 350: Chapter 153: Divine Weapon Chi Xiao, The World’s Madman!_2

Someone curious asked, "This time, sir, what are you betting on?"

Tu Shengyuan said, "I bet, I bet..."

In his entire life until now, he had suffered losses twice.

Once was because of the wife of Taiping Duke.

Once was because of this little fellow.

There wouldn’t be a third time.

Tu Shengyuan sneered and said, "I bet Li Guanyi can’t win against Geshu Yin within a hundred moves!"

The bystanders were stunned, never expecting the Guest Elder of The World’s First Building to make such a domineering and forceful statement.

Tu Shengyuan continued, "If he can win against Geshu Yin within a hundred rounds, no, fifty rounds..."

"If he beats Geshu Yin within fifty rounds, I will eat these engraving tools!"

The onlookers respectfully admired him.

Li Zhaowen slightly closed his fan, watching everything unfold.

By the side of the Chen State Crown Prince, the Little Sword Saint Xu Huixiang sat upright with his Sword Box on his back. The usually mild-mannered hero of the Martial World now opened his eyes wide, watching the battle intently, and inside his heart, he pondered how things would unfold afterward.

The battle below had already begun; Geshu Yin didn’t hesitate for even a moment and, from the start, erupted with all his Jin Qi, charging forward like a wild bull, making the ground seem to shake. Then, taking advantage of the terrifying momentum of this charge, he swung his Battle Halberd with full force.

The dark Battle Halberd, enveloped in rich Inner Qi, set aside the Central Plains technique of turning Inner Qi into weapons.

It simply strengthened destruction and speed!

Pure force!

Pure ferocity!

Li Guanyi, stepping the Eight Diagrams Step, spun his Battle Halberd and struck precisely on the side of the Battle Halberd. With a turn of his Jin Qi, the Battle Halberd was fiercely chopped down, deviating from its intended path, while Li Guanyi’s halberd was exceptionally agile.

Pointing straight at Geshu Yin’s shoulder, like a sword.

Li Zhaowen smiled.

Tu Shengyuan’s expression started to freeze over: "Skills?!"

The Battle Halberd is not just a heavy weapon.

In the subsequent melee, Li Guanyi once more proved this to all the onlookers. His strength was sufficient for him to hold the Battle Halberd and perform many subtle techniques, incorporating the use of skills associated with swords, spears, knives, halberds, and staffs.

Stabbing or slicing.

Poking or breaking.

Swinging like a staff, or nimbly like a sword.

The crowd grew silent, watching the battle between Li Guanyi and Geshu Yin, realizing that Li Guanyi’s previous avoidance of skillful combat with Xu Huixiang to rely on physique for victory did not imply that he lacked skill.

At this moment, Li Guanyi demonstrated the pinnacle of Battle Halberd technique, which also reminded the brave warriors of the grassland of the Central Plains’ top War General’s Weapon, one that perfectly melds skill and weight, the most difficult weapon to master.

Xu Huixiang straightened his posture.

Li Guanyi, having been through a beating by General Xue, found these brutish types of Martial Artists quite nostalgic.

Compared to Xu Huixiang, such Martial Artists were easier to deal with. Li Guanyi’s physique ensured he could exchange blows without being shaken so hard he couldn’t hold his Weapon, and his own skills were sufficient to counter Geshu Yin.

Feint to the east, strike to the west, his techniques were unceasing.

Yuwen Hua’s expression was solemn.

Finally, Geshu Yin, seeming frustrated, let out a long roar. His Third Layer Heaven’s Inner Qi finally burst forth. Internal Qi turned to armor, enduring the force to receive Li Guanyi’s sweeping blow head-on. Then, gripping the long-handled Battle Halberd with both arms, he concealed himself behind the sharp edge, crouched low, and charged headstrong toward this direction.

He was reckless, intent on using his large body and immense strength to push Li Guanyi off the stage, even if it meant injury.

Making use of the rules to defeat the opponent.

This was a War General who knew how to exploit the rules, not a mindless brute.

Li Guanyi’s eyes flashed slightly, and he shifted his body, holding the halberd in his right hand.

He pointed out with the fingers of his left hand.

Suddenly, he thought of Xu Huixiang’s Heart Sword.

The Heart Sword is merely one’s spirit crashing into the opponent, then clashing in the consciousness.

Li Guanyi was all too familiar with such experience.

He thrust forward with his Primordial Spirit as a sword. He may not understand Xu Huixiang’s marvelous Heart Sword Technique, but by imitating and relying on his own Primordial Spirit techniques, it had its uses. Geshu Yin only felt a blur before his eyes, and although he broke free immediately, his charging momentum faltered.

Li Guanyi, stepping the Nine Palace Eight Trigrams Skills, appeared on his side, sweeping his Battle Halberd low to the ground, tripping Geshu Yin’s legs, while at the same time, his left hand pressed on Geshu Yin’s shoulder.

It wasn’t explosive force he used.

But rather softness, sinking, pressing, entangling, dragging Jin Qi.

He pressed Geshu Yin into a somersault, sending the formidable Third Layer warrior tumbling off the stage.

This victory was effortless, beautiful, and even the Martial Artists of the Martial World, recognizing the superiority of this move, could not help but shout their praises, swords aloft. Although the common people did not understand the subtleties, they knew their own had won, and thus, they too began to cheer.

Only by the Crown Prince’s side, the young Sword Saint recognized the exquisite detail in Li Guanyi’s pointed sword.

He closed his eyes in anguish, whispering softly, "The rudiments of the Heart Sword..."

It was only one exchange.

And yet he had already learned his method.

Such talent and insight were truly astonishing.

On the other side, Geshu Yin, frustrated, got up and then looked over to the youth holding the halberd with one hand while slightly bowing and extending his hand toward him, with a gentle and calm expression. Geshu Yin sighed, grabbed Li Guanyi’s extended hand, and with a heave, he was up on his feet.

"I lost. Your physique is impressive, and your skills are formidable," he said.

"Truly, I would not wish for us to meet on the battlefield in the end."

Geshu Yin’s commendation was the most sincere kind a military officer could offer, which was to not wish for a battlefield meeting. However, Geshu Yin knew it was impossible. In such a chaotic world, once they parted here, if he and this young man were to meet again, chances were it would be on the battlefield.