Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1145: Chapter 770: May I Ask Which Daoist Friend Is Here? (Part 2)

The blades clashed, and the figures of the four intertwined.

But in just a breath, Qu Changkong and Liang Shengze were driven back, both landing on the ground somewhat awkwardly, retreating more than ten steps before steadying themselves.

In terms of cultivation, both Qu Changkong and Liang Shengze were at the Heavenly Gang Stage, but they had only recently broken through to this stage, not even a year yet.

Although they used to have profound foundations, now that their cultivation had advanced to the Heavenly Gang Stage, their previous foundations were no longer usable, and now they were merely Martial Artists new to the Heavenly Gang Stage.

Compared to them, the two people before them clearly had deeper cultivation and more formidable strength.

To be honest, these people spent too much time and effort on the wrong path in the past, which led them to become weaker in the same realm.

Whether it was Zhou Tianci and An Yuxing, or the two of them, none of them could be considered top-notch experts here, instead, their strength seemed somewhat lacking.

And they were not Yang Zhenshan, even though Yang Zhenshan had always supplied them with various resources, the resources Yang Zhenshan used himself were surely much more.

Therefore, over the years, Yang Zhenshan’s progress was solid, while theirs was somewhat insubstantial.

They were eager to breakthrough, eager to impact the Martial God Realm, which made their cultivation and strength not as solid and reliable as before, also making them appear powerless when facing Martial Artists of the same realm.

So, as soon as the two sides clashed, they were defeated.

”The gap is quite large!” Qu Changkong said with a solemn expression.

He was not feeling discouraged or depressed by this, as they had long anticipated such a situation, and they were even aware of their shortcomings.

But it takes time to make up for these shortcomings, and what they lacked most now was time.

Liang Shengze showed a smile, ”That’s what makes it interesting!”

”Practicing every day, to the point that I feel like I’m becoming a useless person, now someone is willing to spar with us, it’s a rare opportunity!”

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes full of rising battle intent.

They were tenacious veterans, not to be easily defeated.

Perhaps their strength was not as great as the opponents’, but they were also Martial Artists who emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

With those words, the two once again charged at the two on the opposite side.

”Heh, since you want to play, I’ll play with you!”

The four clashed again, their forms constantly crossing and colliding under the bright moon.

The radiant aura beams appeared especially brilliant under the moonlight, and their momentum became increasingly intense, with the aftermath of the battle wantonly shooting around the yard.

Inside the room, Yang Zhenshan slightly shook his head as he watched the streaking aura beams.

Even though he wanted Qu Changkong and Liang Shengze to have some practice, if they continued fighting like this, the courtyard would be destroyed.

The destructive power of Martial Artists at the Heavenly Gang Stage was still strong, and just the aftermath of the battle could overturn the entire yard.

”Soul-breaking Blade! To think I avoided the Three Sects only to run into this bunch, truly there’s no escape!”

Yang Zhenshan felt speechless.

He had come to Snow Valley Town to avoid the Three Sects, but unexpectedly, he had encountered something possibly no weaker than the Three Sects, the Soul-breaking Blade.

Moreover, the Soul-breaking Blade acted mysteriously, more troublesome than the Three Sects.

”Looks like I’ll have to show some real skills today, just to test the results of my recent cultivation!”

In the dim room, Yang Zhenshan’s eyes shone brightly.

Training was a very dull and boring activity, especially the Immortal Path, which was extremely tedious.

Sitting in meditation all the time, every session lasting five or six hours, was truly unbearably boring.

But to reach a higher realm, to obtain stronger power, no matter how dull, no matter how boring, one must persevere.

But occasionally having something happen to adjust the dull and boring life was also quite nice.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhenshan’s eyes flashed, then he bent down, pressing his hands on the ground, the mana in the Qi Sea in his Dantian surged wildly.

Vine Skill!