Dashing Student-Chapter 594: To Deal with You, Why Should I Resort to Gu Technique?

Two days flew by as quickly as a swift horse passing a gap.

Luming Island, which was always tranquil and serene like a paradise, was now completely engulfed by a thick atmosphere of tension.

The sky above the island seemed to have been dyed a murky grey by the solemn air, with clouds hanging low, suffocatingly close.

The island had already gathered countless people from the Jianghu who had hurried over from all directions upon hearing the news.

They formed groups, whispering in hushed tones, or stood alone in silence with a heavy gaze.

Among the crowd, there were knights with long swords, burly men with large blades on their backs, and strange people dressed in bizarre clothes.

Their eyes occasionally turned towards the observatory in the center of the island, the battlefield where today’s duel would take place.

Hu Ba’s reputation was particularly resonant in the Jianghu.

Although he was not a Great Grandmaster, his cultivation was terrifying enough to be on par with one.

He was not only the chief disciple of the renowned Great Grandmaster Hu Sandao in the Jianghu but also had an extremely high comprehension in sword skills.

Not only did he master Hu Sandao’s Three-Sword Style, but he even evolved it into the Seven Blade Style!

Legend has it that once the Seven Blade Style is used, even Hu Sandao had to retreat three feet, showing how powerful Hu Ba was.

As for Chen Nan, who would be crossing hands with him today, he seemed like a nobody to those from the Jianghu.

Because prior to this, nobody had ever heard of such a person in the Jianghu.

Even if it was their first time hearing about him, nobody dared to underestimate Chen Nan’s existence.

Not because he was on good terms with the Suoming Sect, but because he was proficient in Gu Techniques.

This aspect made many people feel an unexplainable sense of unease. After all, Gu Techniques are mysteriously powerful and can kill a person invisibly!

Just at that moment, a slight paddling sound came from the lake.

Everyone turned towards the sound, only to see a small boat slowly approaching the shore.

The person on the boat was dressed in a grey Daoist robe, with his clothes fluttering, as if he was one with the heaven and earth.

His steps were steady and unhurried, each step seemingly containing a profound rhythm.

His eyes were deep like an abyss, exuding an indescribable coldness and dignity.

No sooner had Chen Nan landed than he felt the gaze of the people around him, filled with curiosity, expectation, and hostility.

He paid no attention to these gazes and headed straight for the observatory in the center of the island.

His figure stood out in the crowd like an unsheathed sharp sword, with its edge exposed.

And Hu Ba had already been waiting there for a long time.

Dressed in black attire, with a long blade on his back, he stood like a mountain, exuding an intimidating aura.

Seeing Chen Nan’s arrival, he slightly squinted his eyes, the gleam of excitement flashing through them, as if he was looking forward to the feast about to begin.

Next to Hu Ba stood a man in his thirties, wearing a suit, tall and straight, with an extraordinary demeanor.

His gaze was sharp like a falcon’s, fixed on Chen Nan, revealing an unmistakable intent to kill.

It was obviously Lin Yu.

Chen Nan’s eyes swept over Hu Ba and the middle-aged man, his lips curling into a slight cold smile.

Without any further words, he just stood there quietly, like an immovable mountain peak.

His aura was powerful yet restrained, as if an invisible force was spreading around him, making it difficult for others to breathe.

The people from the Jianghu around him felt this invisible pressure, holding their breath and concentrating, daring not to make the slightest sound.

The air was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if even the wind had stopped.

"Chen Nan, you have lost all your conscience. Today is the day you meet your doom. I will tear you into thousands of pieces. Only then can I vent the murderous intent in my heart!" Lin Yu’s eyes were wide with fury, and an angry roar came from his mouth.

A disdainful smile formed at the corner of Chen Nan’s mouth: "If you want to kill me, fine, but first let’s see if the help you’ve hired is tough enough! If he can’t kill me, you’re going to be miserable!"

Hu Ba’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he slowly drew the long sword from behind his back. The sword blade shimmered with a cold light under the sun, like a venomous snake ready to strike.

His voice thundered, causing pain in the eardrums of the surrounding people: "Chen Nan, let me witness your Gu Technique today!"

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Chen Nan shook his head, unconcerned: "Why would I need Gu Technique to deal with you?"

As these words were spoken.

The onlookers all around took a sharp breath of cold air, clearly not foreseeing Chen Nan’s extreme arrogance!

"This guy is too arrogant, isn’t he? Hu Ba is the founder of the Seven Blade Style, even his master Hu Sandao is wary of him, and yet Chen Nan says he won’t use Gu Technique?"

"Humph, I think he knows he’s no match and is just showing off with empty bravado. Once Hu Ba’s sword comes into play, he probably won’t even have a chance to beg for mercy!"

"Exactly, Hu Ba’s Sword Skill is capable of splitting mountains and cutting through water; no matter how strong Chen Nan is, he’s just an unknown little upstart. What gives him the right to be so insolent?"

The crowd buzzed with discussions, almost all of them sneering at Chen Nan’s arrogance.

In their eyes, Hu Ba was an unmatched master of the Sword Skill, a deity, while Chen Nan was just an unknown Gu Master. The outcome of this duel was already determined.

However, in the face of the crowd’s skepticism and disdain, Chen Nan’s expression remained calm.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze as tranquil as still water, as if all the noise around him was irrelevant.

A flicker of rage passed through Hu Ba’s eyes, but was soon replaced with excitement.

He snickered, the long sword in his hand slowly raised, the blade glittering harshly under the sunlight.

"Chen Nan, since you are so full of yourself, let me see what skills you actually have!" Thunder roared in Hu Ba’s voice.

Before his words faded, Hu Ba’s figure suddenly moved.

His speed was astoundingly fast, like a black flash of lightning, closing in on Chen Nan in an instant.

The long sword cleaved through the air, bringing with it a piercing whistling sound, the sword light cascading down, heading straight for the top of Chen Nan’s head.

This strike was majestic, as if it could split the heavens and the earth!

The bystanders from the Jianghu held their breath in concentration, their eyes filled with shock.

They had never seen such a terrifying Sword Skill before; it was as if even the air was torn apart by the sweep of the sword, and the sharp Sword Energy left their skin tingling prior to the arrival of the blade.

However.

Facing this earth-shattering strike, Chen Nan’s expression remained indifferent.

He didn’t even move his feet; he just slightly tilted his body to the side, easily evading the deadly blow.

The sword light grazed the hem of his clothes but did not harm him in the slightest.

A glint of surprise flashed in Hu Ba’s eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He snorted coldly, the momentum of his sword changing as the long sword, like a swimming dragon, traced an arc in the air and slashed towards Chen Nan again.

This strike was faster and more ruthless than before!

The sword light flickered like lightning, instantly sealing off all of Chen Nan’s escape routes.

Yet, Chen Nan remained calm and composed. His figure flickered unpredictably like a ghostly apparition, managing to dodge Hu Ba’s blade by a hair’s breadth each time.

Hu Ba’s Sword Skill grew faster and faster, its light surging like a torrential tide, intent on completely drowning Chen Nan.

But no matter how fierce his strikes were, he could never so much as touch the hem of Chen Nan’s robe.

Chen Nan’s figure moved effortlessly through the sword light, as if he were merely taking a leisurely stroll, at ease.

His face still bore a faint smile, as if all of this were just a game!

The Jianghu spectators watched agape; their initial disdain for Chen Nan had vanished, replaced by deep shock!