Chapter 1168

Given his own temperament, unless absolutely necessary, he would not even bother to learn the Xiao Jingtian Eighteen Swords.

Only because he felt that a single school of vertical swordsmanship was already vast and profound.

Even if he studied it for a lifetime, it would be more than enough to research.

He had never had the time or energy to delve into more sword arts from other schools.

But now, facing a master like Gusu Murong Fu who had diligently cultivated many schools of swordsmanship, he finally realized the truth that the stones of other mountains can polish jade.

It turned out that when the principles of vertical and horizontal swordsmanship merged together, the power of the sword moves would also change dramatically.

Over all these years, he had stubbornly specialized in vertical swordsmanship—was that right or wrong?

Thinking this way, his hand slowed by half a beat, and his mind became somewhat unsettled.

In an instant, Gusu Murong Fu noticed it.

"Well, Hearing Gai Nie, what? Think my Gusu Murong Fu's skill ends here?"

In such a short time, Gusu Murong Fu had displayed thirteen different sword arts, each one dissecting and blending with the others.

The total number of moves was probably well over five hundred.

He had assumed that, relying on this unique sword technique, even if he couldn't take down Hearing Gai Nie, he could at least make him look bad.

Who would have thought that halfway through the fight, Hearing Gai Nie had actually zoned out.

In Gusu Murong Fu's view, this was no different from Hearing Gai Nie looking down on him.

It was Hearing Gai Nie who now startled awake, secretly wondering why he had lost focus at such a critical moment?

Could it be that he had been too tired lately?

But no matter what, he had no time to explain too much to Gusu Murong Fu.

Only because Gusu Murong Fu, believing Hearing Gai Nie was underestimating him, changed his sword moves once again.

This time, compared to the thirteen sword arts just now, it made Hearing Gai Nie even more shocked.

The reason was that this time, among Gusu Murong Fu's attacking moves, far too many unusual moves had been mixed in.

Clearly wielding a long sword, Gusu Murong Fu would suddenly use it as a saber, then suddenly as a spear, even using it as a mace.

In an instant, Gusu Murong Fu unleashed over a hundred moves!

Almost every single move was a different Menqi Sect weapon.

Yet they were somehow similar yet different, and their power was undiminished in the slightest.

Hearing Gai Nie felt at this moment that he was not fighting one Gusu Murong Fu, but rather thousands of martial artists at once.

As the fight went on, Hearing Gai Nie could no longer tell what weapon Gusu Murong Fu was actually using, or what strange moves he was employing.

He only felt that if things continued like this, he would truly be defeated at Gusu Murong Fu's hands.

"Young Master Gusu Murong, you truly have fine skill. Hearing Gai Nie will get serious now."

Hearing Gai Nie let out a long howl, said these words, and then shook himself to rouse his spirit.

The momentum of the half-broken Yuan Hong Sword in his hand shifted; the already extraordinary vertical swordsmanship suddenly became even more imposing.

Even though Gusu Murong Fu's moves were numerous and ever-changing.

Under the defense of such vertical swordsmanship, he could not advance a single inch.

"Good! So this is how you look down on me!"

Gusu Murong Fu, hearing Hearing Gai Nie's words just now, grew even angrier in his heart.

Originally, Hearing Gai Nie had refused his challenge again and again, and he had already been nursing a grievance in his heart.

Later, at the Despair Shanzhuang, although Gusu Murong Fu, like Duan Yu, was an honored guest of the Shanzhuang Master.

Compared to Hearing Gai Nie's treatment, it was still a bit worse.

This also made the proud Gusu Murong Fu feel even more intolerable.

It was just that the Shanzhuang Master Hearing Cheng Jiao was truly no match for Gusu Murong Fu, so he could only hold back.

Now he had finally found a chance to force Hearing Gai Nie into a fight.

He hadn't expected Hearing Gai Nie to once again show contempt.

He himself had switched through so many Wu Gong and used so many moves, back and forth.

And you, Hearing Gai Nie, not only zoned out but also didn't use your full strength?

This was not merely looking down on him, Gusu Murong Fu—it was simply an insult to Gusu Murong Fu!

At once, Gusu Murong Fu was so angry he nearly went mad, unleashing several vicious moves in succession, yet still failing to break through the sword momentum of the vertical swordsmanship.

Gusu Murong Fu was so angry he howled incoherently, nearly going berserk.

Hearing Gai Nie saw these vicious moves, and seeing Gusu Murong Fu in such a state, could not help but open his mouth to praise,

"Young Master Gusu Murong, these few moves are indeed well executed, but within them there are still a few places where it seems the force was held back.

I suppose the Young Master, out of consideration for Gai not knowing too many moves, deliberately did not use full strength?"

"……"

At this, Gusu Murong Fu was truly so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and a second followed.

He'd seen sharp tongues before, but never one this sharp.

I've already gone all out, and you actually mock me for holding back?.

946 Accept your fate! Hearing Gai Nie!

Actually, Hearing Gai Nie's words were truly not meant to mock Gusu Murong Fu.

He really only meant that Gusu Murong Fu had held back, and he was merely sighing in lament.

Who would have thought that after Gusu Murong Fu misunderstood, he suddenly went vicious, and after one sword forced Hearing Gai Nie's sword momentum to a halt.

Gusu Murong Fu actually abandoned his treasured sword, and his whole body leaped, charging straight into Hearing Gai Nie's embrace.

This move was truly bizarre to the extreme.

Compared to the nearly thousand Wu Gong moves Gusu Murong Fu had unleashed earlier, this one was far stranger.

Hearing Gai Nie only needed to knock back that sword strike from Gusu Murong Fu, then return his blade to guard himself.

Not only could he block Gusu Murong Fu's attack riddled with openings, he had strength to spare to instantly knock Gusu Murong Fu down.

But first, Hearing Gai Nie thought Gusu Murong Fu had just used far too many strange and clever moves, so although this strike defied common sense, it might still be another bizarre one.

Second, Hearing Gai Nie had also seen that Gusu Murong Fu had just "held back," so he felt even more embarrassed to use heavy-handedness against him again.

Therefore, after Hearing Gai Nie sent Gusu Murong Fu's long sword flying with one strike, he did not return his blade to carefully guard his stance.

Instead, he used the Guigu Body-Lightening Art, preparing to retreat two steps.

He did not expect that as he retreated, Gusu Murong Fu would still charge forward without a care.

Just as Hearing Gai Nie was bewildered, he did not expect Gusu Murong Fu to already have seized the tip of Hearing Gai Nie's sword, laughing wildly,

"Hearing Gai Nie, take this move of mine — 'Six Yang Melting Snow Art'!"

Before the words had finished, Hearing Gai Nie felt at the sword's tip an extremely powerful suction force rushing toward his meridians.

Wherever it passed, Hearing Gai Nie's true qi could barely hold up.

In an instant, a considerable amount of his true qi was truly drawn away by this suction force.

"What Wu Gong is this? Could it be the Star-Absorbing Great Art? Or the Xiaoyao Sect's North Sea Divine Art?"

At the sight of such a scene, Hearing Gai Nie on one hand gathered his essence to guard the One, fully resisting this suction force from Gusu Murong Fu.

On the other hand, he began guessing in his heart.

In the Nine Provinces, there were simply too many Wu Gong of this sort that drained others' power.

For instance, the former cult leader Ren Woxing of Great Ming's Sun Moon Holy Cult knew a Star-Absorbing Great Art that drained others' power.

The Xingxiu Sea sect leader Ding Chunqiu of Great Song also knew a Power-Dissolving Great Art that crippled others' Wu Gong.

But even more formidable was the Power-Absorbing Great Art of Great Ming's Zhu Wushi, Zhuge Shenhou.

Because the Power-Absorbing Great Art could not only drain others' power, but also drain their cultivation realm and Wu Gong, and so on.

When cultivated to a profound level, it could even drain a person's essence and soul, and the like.

There was also the Xiaoyao Sect's North Sea Divine Art!

A lower-level North Sea Divine Art could only absorb power.

Cultivated to a higher level, it could absorb through several hundred acupoints across the entire body.

At an even higher level, it could absorb the primordial force of heaven and earth.

It was said that at the highest level, there was nothing under heaven that it could not absorb!

The Four Dragon Head Senior Xiaoyaozi was now the strongest practitioner of the North Sea Divine Art.

Although Hearing Gai Nie had always stayed in Great Qin, he knew quite a lot about the Wu Lin anecdotes of the Nine Provinces.