Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Ji Chiang couldn't accept it. The saber technique that he thought he was the most powerful had been completely crushed by someone of the same age today.    

    

Even if he won today, it was destined that his dao heart would be damaged.    

    

Unless he could accept old rascal's opinion.    

    

But what could he accept?    

    

What should be said or not, old rascal was also extremely mean. If he were to give Ji Chiang suggestions, he would say it. However, at this moment, both of them were fighting each other. At this moment, he was giving his opinion. It was as if he had just stabbed a knife into Ji Chiang's torn wound, sprinkled some salt on it, and stabbed it.    

    

In particular, he had deliberately shouted loudly. Even the Proud Son of Heavens below and the surrounding martial artists had heard him. If Ji Chiang really changed the path of his saber technique in the future, it was inevitable that others would say that he had received his guidance.    

    

Ji Chiang was so arrogant. How could he endure such humiliation?    

    

To put it bluntly, old rascal could be considered as blocking his path of saber techniques.    

    

"Puah!"    

    

Although Ji Chiang was proud, he was still a person who pursued the path of martial arts wholeheartedly. However, after Mo Nan blocked the path of the saber technique, his vision went black. His heart ached, and he could not hold back a mouthful of blood. He threw his head back and spat it out.    

    

"He's a ruthless man."    

    

Mo Nan gave Ji Chiang a thumbs up. He did not seem to care about Ji Chiang's reaction.    

    

It's just that you're being too stubborn. Yours Truly was kind enough to remind you that it's fine if you don't listen to me, but what's wrong with spitting out blood? Those who don't know would think that I've used some sort of demonic technique."    

    

"One must know that a saint once said that if three people can do it, there will definitely be my master. Since the saint has already said so, I'll force myself to listen. " As long as you are willing to learn, I will force myself to accept you as my disciple. How about it? "    

    

"Shut up!"    

    

Ji Chiang panted violently. At this moment, he really wished that he could stitch up the mouth of this fellow opposite him. He had participated in many Proud Son of Heaven social gatherings and had naturally encountered many troublesome opponents.    

    

After all, the reason why he was able to rank first in this exchange meeting was not because he really did not have any opponents. It was just that he had no interest in participating in these kind of exchange meetings.    

    

However, even when he was fighting those people, he had never been as angry as he was today.    

    

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about it."    

    

He was afraid that Ji Chiang would be angered to death. old rascal finally stopped talking, but in the end, he still underestimated Ji Chiang.    

    

"A dog biting Lü Dongbin is not a good person."    

    

As soon as he said that, he became serious. The main thing was that he realized that Ji Chiang was upset after he spat out blood. The opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.    

    

Mo Nan drew his knife and said in a deep voice, "You are not really bad. On the account that you showed mercy just now, you are not really bad. Yours Truly will help you once as well. Watch carefully, I'll demonstrate it once."    

    

old rascal did not say it casually.    

    

Ji Chiang's attack seemed fierce, but he was actually very hesitant when it came to attacking. If this guy was determined to kill him, he would just charge at him directly.    

    

It was reasonable. He was only a Martial Sovereign while Ji Chiang was a Martial Saint. In terms of speed, it was impossible for the latter to not catch up to him.    

    

It was precisely this hesitation that allowed him to see through Ji Chiang's flaws that allowed him to break through Ji Chiang's blade technique in one fell swoop. Although he didn't know why this guy wanted him to sign the life and death contract if he didn't want to kill him, old rascal was only looking at the result. Since Ji Chiang didn't intend to kill him, he didn't need to kill the latter.    

    

It did not matter even if he taught him some of his own understanding of saber techniques.    

    

"I'm still too kind." Mo Nan sighed with emotion in his heart. He held his saber and moved.    

    

Unlike Ji Chiang's hesitation, Mo Nan moved to his side and swung his knife.    

    

Ji Chiang hurriedly blocked the blade. The two blades collided with each other. The force was shocking, and it made his hands numb. On the other hand, Mo Nan used the reverse force to turn his body. He swung his blade again without hesitation.    

    

Ding! Ding!    

    

Sparks kept flying in the sky. The sound of metal striking metal could be heard clearly even from below.    

    

No one expected Ji Chiang to be the one who couldn't hold on and kept retreating during this fight.    

    

In the end, Ji Chiang was also annoyed. He grabbed the opportunity and ignored the numb hands. He turned around and slashed at Mo Nan. It seemed like he was going to exchange his life with old rascal.    

    

Mo Nan's eyes were indifferent. He was unmoved. He continued to swing his blade and slashed at Ji Chiang's waist.    

    

Ji Chiang, on the other hand, saw that this guy was not affected at all. Instead, he hesitated for a moment. He only hesitated for a moment.    

    

Mo Nan turned the long blade in his hand and switched it to the back of the blade. He knocked on Ji Chiang's waist.    

    

This blade directly flipped Ji Chiang over and flew more than ten meters away. A crisp sound came from his waist. Clearly, a few of his ribs were broken.    

    

Not everyone was like old rascal. Injuries had become a habit. The pain senses had become numb to the point of not being able to feel anything.    

    

Especially Ji Chiang, who rarely held hands. At this moment, his forehead was already covered in cold sweat. It seemed that his strength had been damaged. If he continued to fight, he would lose.    

    

Mo Nan sheathed his saber and looked at him at this time. Instead, he was a little surprised and had a faint smile on his face.    

    

"If my heart is in chaos, my saber will slow down."    

    

"Saber is not a sword. If you like those messy moves, why don't you learn the sword?"    

    

The sword was a monarch weapon. It had two sides, and although it looked exaggerated, it was usually filled with killing intent.    

    

The saber was different. It was not as mysterious and unpredictable as those. It walked the path of supremacy. Without hesitation, it was swung out. Don't even think about taking it back. Once it was taken back, it would be afraid.    

    

The saber artist from ancient times did not hang his head on his waist all day long. However, at the very least, his head was still on his waist. If he really took back his saber, his head would really be gone.    

    

What Mo Nan was surprised about was:    

    

"You can keep up with my speed, proving that your talent in using a blade is not inferior to mine. If you change it now, in the future, you will definitely be stronger than me in terms of blade techniques."    

    

Truth be told, in terms of attainments in saber techniques, He wasn't the slightest bit inferior.    

    

Ji Chiang, Ning Qi, and the others had been practicing saber techniques since they were young. Their foundations were not something he could compare with.    

    

The things old rascal used in the past were called daggers. They had nothing to do with knives. He was really used to using knives. It was when he was living in seclusion with Bingqing that he barely got used to holding knives.    

    

However, on the path of knife skills, he still walked further than Ji Chiang and Ning Qi. It was not because of his talent. It was that he knew how to use the knife.    

    

Just like him, he never regretted what he did. Even if he hit the south wall, he would never turn back. However, this was the only way he could put himself in danger and survive.    

    

The knife was like a man, and the man was like a knife.    

    

In this way, his attainments in saber techniques were not high, and he would not be able to achieve it even if he did not think highly of it.    

    

However, no matter how much he said, Ji Chiang would not listen. The more he said, the more Ji Chiang did not want to listen. However, the latter also understood that his heart was in chaos. He would definitely lose this fight.