Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning

Chapter 272: Chapter 159: Purpose

The forest was silent, only the wind blowing down snowflakes caused the shadows of the trees to sway.

Naturally, Liu Yun Scholar did not respond to the Black Clothed Man’s words. Not only did he not respond, but he also had no intention of taking action against the Black Clothed Man.

Although he did not know when exactly the other party had started tailing him.

But having traveled all this way, one could imagine how formidable the other party’s martial arts were.

Under such circumstances, to engage in a life-and-death duel with him would be utterly foolish.

However, in his view, this Black Clothed Man was not smart either.

Despite being able to approach him silently, he chose to make a conspicuous appearance.

But the enemy’s folly was his opportunity.

So he turned around and left.

But the next moment, he realized he was mistaken.

How could a person who had been plotting for so long not have any preparation?

Unknown to him, a person was standing in the forest behind him, leaning against a tree, slightly tilting his head and looking at him with a slightly frivolous gaze.

This person was somewhat lean, tall, and holding a sword in his arms…

The sword… was seven feet long!

“Heavenly Gate Master revisiting old places, Mr. Liu Yun should also be familiar with this area.”

Qilin Swordsman spoke softly: “Since that is the case, why leave so hurriedly? My sibling and I, together with this senior, have prepared three cups of modest wine, and would like to invite Mr. Liu Yun to join us for a chat.”

“Seven Feet Mysterious Light Sword.”

Liu Yun Scholar suddenly turned back to look at the Black Clothed Man: “Who exactly are you?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

The Black Clothed Man lightly shook his head: “Just surrender without a struggle, to avoid unnecessary efforts.”

Liu Yun Scholar sighed deeply, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly lifted both hands, and in an instant, stars scattered in all directions.

The corner of Qilin Swordsman’s mouth twitched, and the Seven Feet Mysterious Light Sword suddenly swirled, creating a continuous tinkling sound.

His seven-foot longsword drew a perfect circle to block the incoming projectiles.

Meanwhile, the Black Clothed Man, more straightforward, did not show any intention of blocking the hidden weapons; he simply lowered his palms and pressed down.

Without a sound, the strewing stars abruptly stopped a foot in front of him.

He then waved his hand, and the stars instantly formed a line, striking directly at Liu Yun Scholar.

Liu Yun Scholar used hidden weapons to block, aiming merely to escape, but just as he was launching himself forward, the hidden weapons reached his back.

With no other choice, he turned around, and during a flick of his robe sleeves, he used the Qiankun Sleeve technique to gather all the hidden weapons into his sleeves.

The moment his toes touched the ground, his form flickered, dodging out of the way, only to hear a clang.

The Qilin Swordsman’s sheathed longsword harshly smashed onto the ground.

“This is hardly the way to treat guests!”

The corner of Liu Yun Scholar’s eye twitched.

“Uninvited guests leave us no choice but to compel.”

The Qilin Swordsman raised his hand after missing his strike, and with a clang, the sword sheath was suddenly sent flying.

Liu Yun Scholar dodged to the side, and the sword sheath violently hit a tree, piercing half way through it and embedding itself in the trunk.

Looking up, the longsword descended from the sky, with sword light spreading across at least ten feet.

Instantly, he flicked his fingers, pointing directly, and with a buzz, the sword light shattered.

Moving forward, his fingertips targeted the Qilin Swordsman’s vital chest points.

Yet, the Qilin Swordsman appeared unruffled, his figure spun, and his sword’s edge swiftly moved like rain towards him.

Liu Yun Scholar flicked his fingers repeatedly, diverting the sword’s edge continuously, then pressing slightly with his foot, his Inner Strength roamed underground, tracing a line, with a sizzling sound rushing directly towards the Qilin Swordsman.

The Qilin Swordsman also stomped his foot in response.

The two forces of Inner Strength suddenly collided on the ground, causing a thunderous shock and leaving a three-foot-wide crater.

Liu Yun Scholar stretched out his form, with his fingers pointing, a continuous fierce wind burst forth.

The Qilin Swordsman responded to each move.

In a blink, the arena was torn incessantly by waves of finger wind and Sword Qi.

Both men were experts; Liu Yun Scholar possessed extreme prowess in Inner Strength and mysterious Finger Skills without any pause.

The Qilin Swordsman’s Seven Feet Mysterious Light Sword had a distinct difference, whether in the application of techniques or in combat experience, it was extremely brilliant.

As the two fought, it was a clash of techniques and wits.

The Black Clothed Man, however, stood with his hands behind his back, silently observing.

His eyes were like the cold snow under the chilly wind, calm and composed.

Suddenly, he moved, his form flitting like a shadow, without the slightest sway, but he had already reached behind Liu Yun Scholar.

He reached out with a single palm, aiming directly at the vital points on Liu Yun Scholar’s back.

“Hahaha, I’ve been waiting for you!!”

Liu Yun Scholar laughed heartily, transforming his finger into a palm, his palm movements unpredictable, like thousands of floating clouds, suddenly changing in an instant.

This was the Flowing Cloud Palm!

Back in Jiaolong Water Fort, the leading Monk had once executed this technique, momentarily forcing Li Siyun back and attempting to escape through the gate.

But he was killed by Su Mo with a single punch.

At this moment, when this technique was executed from the hands of Liu Yun Scholar, its power far exceeded that of the Monk that day.

Qilin Swordsman’s expression changed, the Seven Feet Mysterious Light Sword swirled, suddenly splitting into numerous sword shadows, abruptly raised, all swords combined into one, fiercely descending!

Buzzing, booming!!!

Two forces collided, causing the surrounding area to tremble nonstop.

Qilin Swordsman took three steps back continuously, his eyes somewhat uncertain.

Yet Liu Yun Scholar did not even glance at this palm, but in a turn of his body, his hands joined together and suddenly flipped, striking a palm against the Black Clothed Man with a bang.

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