"Sister, can Han Sen win?" Yun Suyi's palms were all sweaty, and she unconsciously grabbed Yun Suchang's arm, otherwise she would feel like she couldn't hold on anymore, and her whole body would feel a little soft.
"I really don't know." Yun Suchang said helplessly.
"We can't win." A man's voice sounded next to the two Yun sisters.
"Dad!" Yun Sushang and Yun Suyi shouted at the same time when they saw the man.
Qian Yuhe quickly stood up and saluted and called his master. This middle-aged man in gray clothes was none other than Yun Suyi's father, the tenth elder Yun Changkong.
"Dad, do you think Han Sen will lose?" Yun Suyi couldn't help but look at Yun Changkong and asked.
Yun Changkong shook his head slightly: "I just said he couldn't win, I didn't say he would lose."
"What exactly does that mean?" Yun Suyi and the other three were dumbfounded. What Yun Changkong said was so strange.
"The sword skills and sword intentions of the two have reached a level that is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Victory and defeat are only on a thin line. Anyone may win, and everyone may lose. If it is a life-and-death showdown, it will definitely happen. There is a winner, but now this is not a life and death duel, it is just a comparison of skills, no one can win." Yun Changkong explained.
"How can we tell the winner?" Yun Suyi asked in a daze.
"Who knows? Why do we have to know the outcome? Isn't it more exciting now than the outcome?" Yun Changkong squinted his eyes and smiled.
Yun Suyi wanted to say something more, but she suddenly discovered that Han Sen and Lone Bamboo had separated, and no one was using their swords again. She immediately looked at them nervously, trying to figure out what happened.
"It seems that it's difficult to tell the winner with a knife." Han Sen sighed and hung the Ghost Fang Knife back on his waist. He originally thought that he could suppress Lone Bamboo with his tooth knife and almost deified sword intention, but he didn't know that he didn't get any advantage at all.
Lone Bamboo held the Quanxin Knife in his hands and bowed slightly. The Quanxin Knife immediately turned into a blue rainbow and disappeared in the direction of the main island of Zhentian Palace.
"What else are you good at?" Lone Bamboo looked at Han Sen and asked.
If these words were said by others, it would only make people feel arrogant, but when said by Gu Zhu, they would not make people feel this way, as if they were taken for granted.
He has experienced thousands of lives, and is good at more than just swords. He probably has powerful and inhuman accomplishments in all aspects, so he has the courage and ability to say such things.
Han Sen pondered for a moment and said: "Even if you and I exchange swords, guns, sticks, palms, fists and feet, it's just a change of soup but not medicine. We can't fight to the death. If we continue to compete, it will be difficult to determine the outcome. It is meaningless. "
"So what do you think?" Lone Bamboo asked.
"Since we can't fight to the death, such a duel is boring. How about you and I stand still and take turns testing each other's skills. If we can't crack it, we lose?" Han Sen pondered.
"Okay, you go first." Gu Zhu said succinctly.
Han Sen was not polite and stretched out his hand to shoot out a jade light, which landed on Lone Bamboo's chest.
The disciples of Zhentian Palace almost screamed out nervously when they saw that Gu Zhu was really refusing to dodge and let the jade light fall on him.
However, when the jade light fell on Lone Bamboo's chest, it did not make any earth-shattering sound. The jade light was condensed into a strange-shaped light talisman, which was imprinted on Lone Bamboo's chest.
Everyone looked at the light talisman strangely, wondering what its use was.
Lone Bamboo moved his body slightly and said in a deep voice: "This technique has the ability to slow down in the air, and its effectiveness is extraordinary. Among the same type of genetic techniques I have seen, it is considered the top one, comparable to the king-level genetic technique. It’s not inferior, but..."
"But what?" Han Sen asked the thoughts of those watching the battle.
Lone Bamboo said calmly: "If I'm not mistaken, your gene technique should be created by integrating the artistic conception of Tianwaitian in Zhentian Palace."
As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Zhentian Palace were all shocked. Han Sen, a foreigner who had only walked the road to heaven once, could actually use the artistic conception of those three words to create gene technology. This was really incredible. People can't believe it.
Everyone looked at Han Sen, waiting for his answer.
"Not bad." Han Sen nodded slightly and admitted readily.
Many princes and nobles in Zhentian Palace were shocked when they heard Han Sen admit it personally. It was really unbelievable.
"It turns out that it's not that he couldn't walk into Zhentian Palace on his own, but he understood the artistic conception of Zhentian Palace on Tongtian Road. He really did it. This guy is really scary."
The disciples of Zhentian Palace who were watching the battle were talking a lot, and even those powerful king-level experts couldn't help but have strange expressions on their faces.
If the artistic conception of Tianwaitian was so easy to figure out, Zhentian Palace would already be full of masters.
Gu Zhu said calmly: "What I practice is the "Wordless Heavenly Book", which is where the power of the sky comes from. This kind of technique is useless to me."
After saying that, Lone Bamboo's body was shaken, and the light talisman formed by the turtle technique was immediately shattered, leaving no trace on Lone Bamboo's body.
"It's your turn." Han Sen shrugged. He also knew that the turtle technique would be difficult to trap Lone Bamboo.
Lone Bamboo remained motionless, only to see a strange light flash in his eyes, as if a hazy brilliance shone towards Han Sen.
Han Sen did not dodge, letting the brilliance envelope his body.
"What kind of power is that? Why does it look familiar?" Yun Suchang frowned and thought.
Yun Changkong said calmly: "Dream Beast's Dream Technique. Unexpectedly, Lone Zhu not only experienced ten thousand lives in ten years, but also understood the Dream Technique. Although it is not to the level of one dream for all eternity, it can still make Han Sen sink for one lifetime. Made it happen.”
Yun Suyi was shocked when she heard this. Life can be long or short, and it may be difficult to wake up again in this life.
But the hazy light shrouded Han Sen. Han Sen's eyes were always clear, and there was no sign of falling into a dream.
The strange light that enveloped Han Sen gradually disappeared. Han Sen smiled and said, "It should be my turn, right?"
"Please." Lone Bamboo said calmly.
Richu said with some confusion: "Strange, why didn't Han Sen fall into a dream? Does he have any dream-killing skills?"
Yun Changkong shook his head slightly: "There is no need to remove the dream. The dream spell requires one's own will to be stronger than the opponent's will to make the opponent fall into a dream. Han Sen did not fall into a dream, which only shows that his will is not as strong as alone. Takeshita, that's why the dream technique is ineffective against him. Just like Lone Bamboo experiences one dream for thousands of lives, others need to experience thousands of lives before they can wake up, but Lone Bamboo's will has been constantly honed and grown in dreams from one life to the next, reaching a kind of It was such a terrifying state that the subsequent dreams had little impact on him, so he was able to wake up after only ten years."
"So, Han Sen's will is comparable to that of Senior Brother Lone Bamboo who has gone through countless hardships. How did he do this?" Richu asked in confusion.
"Then you have to ask himself." Yun Changkong shook his head and looked at Han Sen with a bit more appreciation.
