Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 1290

Chapter 1290: Chapter 670: My God

"Respected Examiner, the disciple was just..."

Ke Yucheng’s forehead broke into a cold sweat, his sword tip trembling slightly.

Gu Sheng seized the moment to retreat three steps, his clothes fluttering as he concealed the gleam that flashed through his eyes.

Originally, he planned to lure Ke Yucheng into a full-force attack and then feign serious injury to admit defeat, but unexpectedly, the examiner intervened suddenly.

Now, Ke Yucheng, the mad dog, was intimidated, leaving Gu Sheng unsure of how to wrap things up.

"Sparring matches, just a touch will suffice."

The examiner’s gaze was as sharp as lightning.

"Another instance, and all qualifications will be revoked!"

The spectators below began to chatter immediately.

Ling Xiao stroked his chin and whispered to the two by his side.

"Gu Sheng’s luck isn’t bad; if that sword had landed just now..."

"Bullshit!"

Wang Yun clenched his fist tightly.

"It was clearly Ke Yucheng that used the dirty trick! The examiner sees everything clearly!"

Xu Guangzhi squinted his eyes.

"I don’t think it’s just luck. Haven’t you noticed the examiner’s gaze towards Gu Sheng is different? What Qinghe Holy Land lacks the most is..."

Before he finished speaking, the situation on the stage changed drastically.

Ke Yucheng suddenly erupted, and the green Sword Qi on his Spirit Sword surged three feet high, forming nine sword shadows in mid-air.

"Gu Sheng! If I don’t cripple you today, I’ll write my surname backwards!"

The nine sword shadows hissed like venomous snakes, blocking all of Gu Sheng’s escape routes.

The spectators gasped repeatedly, while the examiner frowned but did not intervene again—this time it was indeed a fair move.

Gu Sheng’s pupils constricted instantly.

He could have avoided a critical hit, but the examiner was watching him closely out of the corner of his eye, prompting a change in decision.

He deliberately slowed his pace, allowing the Sword Qi to leave a blood gash on his left shoulder.

"Hiss—" Gu Sheng staggered back, clutching the wound with his right hand, blood seeping through his fingertips.

Though the injury appeared severe, he secretly protected his meridians with True Qi, keeping the pain within a tolerable range.

Seeing this, Ke Yucheng rejoiced and charged even more aggressively.

Like a torrential downpour, the sword lights poured in, forcing Gu Sheng into retreat, his green robe sliced into seven or eight places, each wound perfectly oozing blood yet none fatal.

"Why isn’t Gu Sheng counterattacking!"

Younger disciples in the crowd shouted anxiously.

Wang Yun stomped his feet in frustration.

"What do you understand! Ke Yucheng is using the Nine Revolutions Green Blade Technique; trying to counter it is courting death!"

Xu Guangzhi suddenly uttered a soft ’eh’.

"Look at Gu Sheng’s retreat path..."

On the stage, Gu Sheng seemed pathetic, yet each step was precisely calculated.

Utilizing the momentum from Ke Yucheng’s sword thrusts, he subtly moved towards the edge of the stage.

Each time about to be cornered, he deliberately revealed a flaw, baiting Ke Yucheng to switch moves, repeating the cycle.

After thirty moves, sweat appeared on Ke Yucheng’s forehead.

The longer he fought, the stranger it felt—he could hurt Gu Sheng each time, yet the latter always narrowly escaped critical damage like an unkillable cockroach.

"Pretending to act!"

Ke Yucheng suddenly shifted tactics, the glow of the sword turning dark red.

"Taste my Blood Evil Sword!"

The attack was cunning, heading directly for Gu Sheng’s throat.

The gleam in Gu Sheng’s eyes flashed—this was the moment he waited for!

Pretending to panic, he lifted his sword to block while secretly withdrawing thirty percent of his strength.

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