Peace Order-Chapter 791 - 94 A Destiny Arranged, A Heart-to-Heart Talk_2

Chapter 791: Chapter 94 A Destiny Arranged, A Heart-to-Heart Talk_2

""As the foremost expert in Formation Path, if you don’t set up a Great Formation, you’re no match for me, but if I give you an hour or two, I’m afraid I would also find it difficult to advance."

Jiang Su casually picked up a jug of wine, then raised his hand, summoning a Divine Weapon spear into his grasp. He casually drove it into the ground, tilted his head back to drink, and spoke calmly and unhurriedly, "Let’s see if you have any stronger methods."

Whale Hunter burst into unrestrained laughter, "To fight you, I don’t need to set up a formation."

Jiang Su smiled and said, "Young man, interesting."

The spear instantly pierced through the void and appeared before the Whale Hunter.

A formation emerged, and the spear was displaced.

Jiang Su appeared in front of the Whale Hunter, throwing a punch that exploded with a sound like a Dragon Roar. In an instant, countless formations emerged, then sequentially appeared and vanished, the sudden battle not Whale Hunter’s forte.

But this was not a battle to the death, and he managed to defend against it with his formations.

"This place is too cramped to fight."

Jiang Su said, "It’s been a while since I’ve taken action, and before I face off against Murong Longtu, I need to find my bearings to some extent. Although I don’t know why you are in such a foul mood, haha, it seems to be Li Guan Yi?"

Whale Hunter sneered, "It’s your Crown Prince that sells fishhooks."

Jiang Su shook his head, his spear sweeping out.

The clouds in the sky were torn apart directly.

Over thousands of miles, the vast sky was stilled.

The figures of the two men were no longer visible.

Old Si Ming looked up and murmured, "This is going to be a disaster, how long are they going to fight?"

The silver-haired girl shook her head, "Who will win?"

Si Ming replied, "It will be a draw."

"If they were to truly fight to the death, the odds would probably be six to four, or maybe even seven to three. In terms of single combat, the Military God is stronger than the Fisherman, only second to the Sword Madman, and that’s because the Military God devotes a large portion of his energy to the military."

"The fact that Murong Longtu sought out Jiang Su already says a lot."

"Only Jiang Su was qualified to stand before Murong Longtu that day."

"Only Jiang Su could force Murong Longtu to abandon his mystical weapon after bringing it out."

"Only Jiang Su could exert such pressure on Murong Longtu."

"And then, making Murong Longtu take that final step."

"The rest, with their Taoist Inner Strength and strong Primordial Spirits, their methods elusive, discussing Tao at the pinnacle, but when it comes to fighting to the death, they are definitely not a match for the Military School’s strongest, Jiang Su; your father... cough cough."

"I mean, that Fisherman."

"His formations are ever-changing, given enough time he could probably recreate about eighty percent of the Sword Madman’s Sword Intent, and the Military God’s killing aura, but during the strife of a Martial Arts Legend, he won’t be given enough time to prepare."

"Moreover, he is still young; he became a Martial Arts Legend at forty and is now just over fifty, appearing like a young man. His Inner Strength, movement technique, and martial skills simply cannot compare to the Sword Madman or the Military God."

"However, with unpredictable formations, it’s difficult to determine the winner."

"Anyone could win, anyone could lose."

"But you don’t have to worry, this is under the presumption that they are fighting with a red eye."

Si Ming said, "Now the Sword Madman is calling them out, they all have the pride of Martial Artists."

"They’re just testing the waters for now, so as long as they don’t get serious, they’ll most likely spar for a few hundred rounds to a draw...wait a minute, the Fisherman isn’t getting serious, is he?!"

Old Si Ming’s scalp tingled.

The Military God Jiang Su was always genteel in word and bearing.

But this time he repeatedly struck at the Fisherman’s sore spots.

As if dancing the Huxuan Dance right on top of the Fisherman’s sore spots.

The Fisherman himself was someone who despised nobility, born a beggar with a foul and stubborn temperament, extremely obstinate, and for a moment Old Si Ming worried whether the two would ignite their anger, disregard everything, and start fighting outright.

The silver-haired girl shook her head and turned to leave. As she did, Old Si Ming scratched his head and said, "Do you understand what marriages and unions signify?"

The silver-haired girl replied, "I can understand but not empathize."

Her voice was quiet, undisturbed by ripples.

Old Si Ming grinned, feeling that indeed, this child had been used as a sacrificial offering and vessel by her mother at the age of one or two, hoping to harness the power of the Dharma Form and secret transmission to create a force that was close to, or even at, the legendary level.

Even if he and Whale Hunter were to break the formation and rescue the girl, her emotional fluctuations had already been stripped away.

It was similar to the second stage of Mental State of the Taoist Sect’s Supreme Forget Love.

Her strongest mystical skills were derived from this.

By stripping away emotions, one could observe all things with a calm and rational mind.

Old Si Ming didn’t know why the tender and long-affectionate woman of the Western Regions could be so heartless. He had once seen her, no bigger than a two-year-old, dancing barefoot on a drum, chanting from the Magic Technique Lotus Sutra.

That version of her, compared to the later Sect Master of the Demon Sect, was almost like a different person.

However, Si Ming had seen too much.

Heroes turning into tyrants, tyrants becoming desolate then rising again, small folk crumbling to death, or mutating into dragons amidst bloodshed, the tender becoming stern, the sincere turning deceitful. The chaotic world was like a huge dye house, absurd and outrageous.

The elder touched Shaking Light’s silver hair, only sighing, wondering whether this girl’s talent was a blessing or a curse, her life span destined to be short. Along the way, he had tried to evoke Shaking Light’s emotional fluctuations, with great difficulty.

Even when Shaking Light looked at Li Guan Yi, there was no outward emotional turmoil.

Considering their first meeting in Guan Yi City,

Shaking Light’s reaction to Li Guan Yi,

was based on a coldly calculated response, disguised according to the "First Generation Yao Guang Manual"."

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