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Chapter 1380

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Undercurrents were surging!

In the courtyard of the restaurant, Chen Huang stared at Chen Zong and said in a low voice, "Brother Chen, although I can't bear to part with you, I still have to say that you have to leave."

"Ming Hou is one of the people in Long Xuan Country who is second only to the king. He has a high position and power. Not only are there many warriors serving him in his residence, but he also has the Mingguang Guards, which are even more terrifying than the elite soldiers. Furthermore, Mountain Splitting Blade was highly regarded by Ming Hou. When Ming Hou finds out that you killed Mountain Splitting Blade, he will not let this matter rest," Chen Huang said seriously.

"Practice your swordsmanship well," Chen Zong said to Chen Huang. He took his bag and stood up to leave.

Did Chen Zong leave because of what Chen Huang said?

No!

After killing the Mountain-splitter, Chen Zong intended to leave.

After hearing Chen Huang's words, he had one more reason to leave.

Since Ming Hou would not let this matter rest, then if he stayed, he might implicate Chen Huang and the Chen family. This was not what Chen Zong wanted.

The other reason, which was the most important one, was that Chen Zong needed to spar with other Titled Warriors or even stronger people.

Mountain Splitting Blade's swordsmanship was actually not very advanced, but it contained a trace of spiritual will, like a collection of beliefs.

This was especially true for the last slash, which was known as the Mountain Splitting Slash. It must have been the Mountain-splitting Saber's signature move. The spiritual willpower contained in the move was several times stronger. It made people feel as if they had become a mountain, unable to move at all. They could only watch as the opponent's saber slashed down and split them apart.

This was very advanced. Even in the Tianyuan Sanctuary, Chen Zong had sparred with many people, but he had never encountered such a move.

Then, was this move unique to Mountain Splitting Blade or was it something that could be mastered by Titled Warriors?

Chen Zong was very curious.

He left to find other Titled Warriors to spar with and verify this move.

After leaving the restaurant, Chen Zong didn't leave the Longjiang City. Instead, he went to the Mayor's Mansion and reported Li Yang's name.

As a Titled Martial Artist, Li Yang had some status in the City Lord's residence. Soon, someone came to report the matter. Li Yang also walked out. When he saw Chen Zong, he was slightly stunned.

He didn't know why Chen Zong came to see him, but he still welcomed him.

"I'm here to spar with you." Chen Zong went straight to the point.

Li Yang's expression changed drastically. Soon after, he smiled bitterly. "Sir, even the Mountain-splitting Blade is no match for you. I'm even less of a match for you."

"Don't worry. It's just a friendly match," Chen Zong said with a smile, which made Li Yang feel relieved.

If it was just a spar, that was fine.

Immediately, Li Yang's mind became active. He practiced swordsmanship, and so did Chen Zong. If they were to spar, his swordsmanship might improve.

Li Yang immediately brought Chen Zong to the training field. He focused his mind and cleared his mind of distracting thoughts. His aura condensed, emitting a faint sword-like sharpness. Even his eyes became sharp.

"Excuse me." As soon as Li Yang finished speaking, he unsheathed his long sword. A misty green sword light flashed, tearing through the air.

Chen Zong stared and sensed carefully. However, he didn't draw his sword. Instead, he dodged.

Li Yang knew that Chen Zong was powerful, so he didn't have any intention of holding back. Sword after sword, sword after sword. Every sword was like a gust of wind that surrounded the area. However, it couldn't even touch the corner of Chen Zong's clothes.

He felt that Chen Zong's dodging was as if he had the help of God. Coincidentally, they were all in the blind spots of his swordsmanship.

"Your Excellency, I'm sorry. I'm going to use my famous unique skill." Li Yang's sword light paused. He held his sword horizontally in front of him. His aura became sharper and sharper. His eyes shone brightly, and his words revealed a shocking momentum.

"Come on." Chen Zong was looking forward to it.

"Chaotic Cloak!" A deep shout that was as ear-piercing as the sound of metal clashing. Chen Zong stared at Li Yang. His eyes shone brightly. He seemed to "see" and "feel" that there was a wisp of invisible power surrounding Li Yang's sword, increasing the power of the sword.

Kill!

Li Yang swung his sword. Suddenly, the sword light seemed to disappear. Only a large gust of wind came. It seemed chaotic, but it covered all directions. There was nowhere to hide.

In the wind, the sword Qi was amazing. It seemed to cut through everything.

Li Yang unsheathed his iron sword and pointed it in the air. The wind disappeared and the sword stopped. Li Yang's arm trembled slightly, and his body swayed. He couldn't help but take two steps back.

One strike!

The unique skill, Chaotic Cloak, that he was so proud of, was broken by a single strike from Li Yang. He was even forced to retreat. It was terrifying.

"Chaotic Cloak is the unique skill you created when you broke through to become a Titled Martial Warrior?" Chen Zong asked, interrupting Li Yang's horrified thoughts.

"I first understood the secret of Chaotic Cloak before I became a Titled Martial Warrior," Li Yang replied.

Chen Zong didn't say anything, but he started to think.

It seemed that the key to becoming a Titled Martial Warrior was one's spiritual will.

Infusing one's moves with a strong impact of spiritual will, forming a so-called unique skill. This was something that Martial Warriors and Elite Martial Warriors didn't have.

"How did you comprehend your unique skill?" Chen Zong asked again.

"I …" Li Yang pondered, then shook his head. "I can't say it."

Chen Zong frowned slightly. He could tell that it wasn't that Li Yang didn't want to say it, but that he really didn't know how to express it. He was a little confused. Or rather, he suddenly understood it when the opportunity came.

For a moment, Chen Zong also didn't have a clue.

"Where are the Titled Martial Warriors the most?" Chen Zong asked.

"The Royal City." Li Yang answered instantly. "In this era, if one doesn't have enough money, it's hard to maintain one's consumption. Therefore, other than a few, most Martial Warriors choose to be recruited. Titled Martial Warriors are very powerful, and their daily consumption is even greater. Normal families can't satisfy them. Only the great aristocrats and families can. Most of the great aristocrats and families are gathered in the Royal City."

"The Royal City …" Chen Zong's eyes flashed.

It seemed that the Royal City was a must. It was said that there were a few Martial Sages in the Royal City.

Chen Zong was more interested in the so-called Martial Sages.

"Goodbye!" Chen Zong said to Li Yang, then walked away.

Li Yang didn't ask him to stay. When he fought with Chen Zong just now, although his unique skill was broken in an instant, Li Yang still learned something. He planned to cultivate for a period of time. Perhaps his swordsmanship would improve.

"I wonder what kind of storm this person will cause in the Royal City?" Li Yang mumbled to himself.

Chen Zong was very powerful. He had experienced it himself. There was no doubt about it. If Chen Zong was not so young, Li Yang would even suspect that he was a Martial Sage.

At such a young age, he was at least a top-notch Titled Martial Warrior. He had amazing potential and extraordinary talent. He would definitely become a Martial Sage in the future.

If he entered the Royal City and challenged people everywhere, it would definitely cause a storm.

But it was also certain that it would be very dangerous.

He didn't ride a fast horse, but his legs were enough. He ran like a galloping horse. His speed was amazing. He left the Longjiang City quickly and headed straight for the Royal City.

Along the way, there were three more cities: the Dragon Mountain City, the Dragon Forest City, and the Dragon Armor City.

Just like the Longjiang City, there were also Titled Martial Warriors in those three cities. They were all recruited by the Mayor's Office.

Since they were Titled Martial Warriors, Chen Zong had to go and challenge them.

The Titled Martial Warrior of the Dragon Mountain City was called the Black Mountain Hand. His palms had been cultivated and his skin was darker. It was as tough as cowhide. When he channeled his strength, he could resist the sharpness of ordinary swords and sabers.

When he unleashed his martial arts technique, it was as if numerous black mountains were crashing down. His ultimate move, the Big Black Mountain, directly transformed into a huge black mountain. It was ferocious, vigorous, and boundlessly heavy, as if it was going to crush Chen Zong.

But Chen Zong knew very well that it was not a real black mountain. It was not an object that gathered all kinds of power like a cultivator. It was a pure gathering of spiritual will.

Chen Zong's purpose was to observe its mystery. Then he unsheathed his sword and slashed the black mountain, defeating his opponent.

But Chen Zong was only challenging. He did not kill or injure his opponent. He only defeated him.

The next city was the Dragon Forest City. The Titled Martial Artist of the Dragon Forest City was known as the Green Wood Spear. His spear had astonishing power and was impenetrable. When he used his ultimate move, the Green Wood Strike, it was as if a huge piece of wood was charging forward with astonishing power.

But it was still broken by Chen Zong with one strike.

The Titled Martial Warrior of the Dragon Armor City was called the Unbreakable Iron Armor. With two shields in his hands, his defense was amazing. His attack was not weak either. The smashing and colliding of the shields were powerful.

But he was best at defense. But he was still defeated by Chen Zong.

After defeating a few Titled Martial Warriors, Chen Zong had a deeper understanding of their mystery. He seemed to be able to grasp something, but he was still a step away.

Not enough!

Not enough!

Since it was not enough, he would continue to challenge.

He went straight to the Royal City.

Chen Zong was very fast. He took about 12 days to reach the Royal City from the Dragon River City, including the time he took to challenge. Coincidentally, he missed the people from the Ming Hou Residence.

The scale of the Royal City was not something that the Dragon River City could compare with. The city walls alone were twice the size of the Dragon River City. It was ten meters high. Ordinary people would feel hopeless just by looking at it.

Even a Titled Martial Artist would find it extremely difficult to climb up without the help of external objects.

Chen Zong naturally did not think that the ten-meter city walls were very tall. After all, the city walls in the world of cultivators were up to a hundred meters high.

But everything was relative.

This was a world without extraordinary powers. In other words, without the strength of ten thousand jin, or even a hundred thousand jin, it was not an easy task for an ordinary person to build a ten-meter-tall wall. It would take a lot of money and manpower to do so.

Such a city wall must have involved a lot of blood and tears.

Shaking his head, Chen Zong realized that after he lost his cultivation, he seemed to be more emotional.

The gate of the Royal City was five meters high. It was wide open. On both sides of the gate, there were elite soldiers in armor with spears in their hands and sabers at their waists. Those elite soldiers had sharp eyes and a sharp glint in their eyes. Their aura was condensed. Obviously, they were not ordinary people.

Chen Zong strode through the gate with an iron sword at his waist. Several sharp eyes fell on Chen Zong as if they were trying to see through Chen Zong. But Chen Zong looked calm and was not stopped.

If he was timid or had a strange expression, he might get into trouble. After all, there was a saying in ancient times that a thief would have a guilty conscience.

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