Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World

Chapter 442: Chapter 245 Holy Maiden

With Dyson as an informant, Shi Jianyi felt much more relaxed and didn’t need to personally monitor Gu Sheng every day.

In the following days, Gu Sheng did not go out but instead focused on studying the martial arts panel.

Name: Gu Sheng

Realm: Golden Bone Realm Fifth Layer Heaven

Martial Arts: Chopping Wood (First-level Tear), Archery (First-level Penetration), Mixed Element Body Refining Skill (First-level 50%, occasional violent blood), Shapeshifting (First-level Strong Body), Snake Breath Skill (First-level Snake Breath), Three Angry Blood Strikes (Perfect 44%), Helian Weapon Casting Skill (Small Success 75%), Blood Activation Skill (Small Success 85%), Shadow Concealment Skill (Small Success 1%), Sword Qi (entry-level 5%), Gale Nine Swords (entry-level 10%)

The Great Prajñā Scripture (entry-level 1%)

What delighted Gu Sheng was the addition this time—the Great Prajñā Scripture, which he had already started to master.

This cultivation technique has unique abilities and can activate the Vajra Demon Suppression Bell for one’s use.

It was too important.

Gu Sheng imprinted the Great Prajñā Scripture into his mind, and without the use of spiritual energy, he repeatedly operated it. After hundreds of cycles, Gu Sheng was thoroughly exhausted.

After a quick wash, he collapsed into sleep, waking up late in the morning with no one bothering to urge him.

As Wen Mingyan’s foremost disciple, he enjoyed a high degree of freedom without being forced into rote exercises.

Despite this, he still took it upon himself to cultivate when there was nothing urgent to attend to.

The master opens the door, but cultivation depends on the individual.

If you don’t cultivate proactively, your realm in martial arts naturally won’t improve.

Just as he was about to leave, Lin Tianhao came looking for him, accompanied by Lin Qingyu.

The Haoyang Sect and Holy Pill Sect, these two major sects had maintained frequent exchanges since their cooperation began.

Today, Lin Tianhao, the foremost disciple of Haoyang Sect, personally came to Holy Pill Sect with the aim of sparring with Gu Sheng.

The two agreed to head towards the martial arts training ground.

Many in the Holy Pill Sect, upon hearing the news, gathered there without prior arrangements.

After all, this was a sparring match between the foremost disciples of Haoyang Sect and Holy Pill Sect—absolutely not to be missed!

The atmosphere on the martial arts field was tense and solemn.

Lin Tianhao, clad in snow-white garments, exuded an imposing aura. His gaze was sharp as a blade, fixed tightly on Gu Sheng standing opposite him.

Gu Sheng, on the other hand, wore plain green attire and remained calm, as if everything was under his control.

Just then, a graceful figure suddenly appeared on the martial arts field—it was Lin Qingyu.

She wore a flowing green dress, her appearance was elegant and beautiful, carrying an air of pride.

Her gaze lingered on Gu Sheng for a moment, and a hint of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

”Gu Sheng, my brother wants to spar with you. Before that, you must first get past me!”

Lin Qingyu’s voice was clear and pleasing to the ear, yet her tone carried a touch of provocation.

Gu Sheng smiled faintly and looked toward Lin Tianhao, seeking his opinion.

Lin Tianhao smiled helplessly and signaled for the two to do as they wished.

Gu Sheng nodded slightly, then turned to Lin Qingyu and said:

”Miss Lin, please make your move!”

Lin Qingyu only wanted to test Gu Sheng’s strength herself. As her figure moved, she launched her attack on Gu Sheng.

On the martial arts field, the two immediately clashed.

Lin Qingyu’s movement technique was agile and graceful, her palm strikes vicious and sharp, with each move attempting to exploit Gu Sheng’s weaknesses.

Yet Gu Sheng seemed to stroll casually amid her attacks, effortlessly neutralizing each strike she launched.

Lin Qingyu was taken aback, and she intensified her attacks, aiming to force out Gu Sheng’s true strength.

Gu Sheng, however, maintained his calm demeanor throughout, as though all was under his control.

After exchanging several blows, Gu Sheng had already discerned Lin Qingyu’s patterns. With just half of his strength, he defeated her with a single palm strike.

Lin Qingyu fell to the ground, her eyes filled with shock and dismay.

”Brother Gu truly lives up to his reputation; Qingyu is in awe!”

After the bout, her gaze toward Gu Sheng softened greatly, like that of a neighbor’s little admirer.

Gone was her earlier aggressive demeanor.

”Alright, the two of you didn’t come to blows without reason,”

Lin Tianhao stepped forward, signaling for Lin Qingyu to step aside—now it was his turn to duel Gu Sheng.

All eyes turned to Gu Sheng and Lin Tianhao.

”A clash of masters; it’s definitely a clash of masters!” Mo Buwen exclaimed with exaggerated excitement.

He wasn’t wrong.

Lin Tianhao, the foremost disciple of Haoyang Sect, had come to Holy Pill Sect today to challenge its rumored genius disciple, Gu Sheng.

A duel between two master swordsmen promised to be a visual feast of dazzling brilliance—a thrilling clash of wills.

On the martial arts field, Lin Tianhao donned a gold-trimmed black robe, exuding an overwhelming aura.

He wielded a longsword whose blade radiated a blazing light—it was Haoyang Sect’s treasured weapon, the Haoyang Sword.

Of course, this Haoyang Sword was merely a replica; the original remained safeguarded within the sect. The genuine item was the sect’s ultimate treasure, rarely displayed.

”Whoosh!”

Lin Tianhao took a deep breath, and the Haoyang Swordsmanship immediately unfolded. His sword glowed as brilliantly as the sun, employing a predominantly offensive strategy with overwhelming strength.

Gu Sheng, dressed in plain green, held a green longsword in his hand. The blade emitted faint windswept sounds.

His expression was calm, a faint smile hanging at the corner of his lips.

Gu Sheng’s Gale Swordsmanship was known for its speed. His movements were as erratic as the wind, and each strike fell like sudden gusts of rain, leaving observers dazzled.

”Ping, ping, ping...”

The two sword techniques collided repeatedly, emitting crisp metallic ringings.

Lin Tianhao’s Haoyang Swordsmanship blazed like fire, while Gu Sheng’s Gale Swordsmanship swept like wind.

Their figures moved rapidly across the field, sword flashes gleaming as their imposing auras reached the sky.

The tension in the martial arts field peaked, and the audience’s breaths seemed to halt.

Disciples from Haoyang Sect and Holy Pill Sect observed the duel with rapt attention, unwilling to miss a single moment.

”Swoosh!”

Just as everyone thought Lin Tianhao would gain the upper hand, Gu Sheng suddenly accelerated. His Gale Swordsmanship unleashed unparalleled speed, stabbing at Lin Tianhao’s weakness with a precise strike.