The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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Xiang Wentian carefully examined Jiang Ning across from him, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"No wonder you've been able to stir up so many big things in the martial arts world; you really do have the ability."

Even before they made a move, the oppressive feeling from the other side was already palpable.

Xiang Wentian actually felt a bit of pressure.

This couldn't help but surprise him.

Although there are many who can put pressure on him, they are all top masters in both the righteous and demonic paths, such as Dongfang Bubai, Fang Zheng, and Ren Woxing, all of whom are well-established masters.

Now he actually felt pressure from a young man.

Although the pressure wasn't as great as facing Ren Woxing and the others, it was still pressure. This showed that the opponent was very strong, and even if they were weaker than him, they wouldn't be much weaker. If they really fought, he might not be able to overpower them.

Xiang Wentian's expression changed, and his gaze became serious.

Jiang Ning remained calm and silent, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his index finger lightly tapping the hilt to make a sound, his gaze sweeping over Xiang Wentian.

He was also assessing the opponent's strength and observing their weaknesses.

Unfortunately, the opponent is a seasoned veteran with extensive combat experience. Although his stance is casual, he has not revealed any weakness. If they were to fight, it would be difficult for him to kill the enemy with a single blow.

"To have such martial arts skills at such a young age is truly remarkable. I never expected the righteous path to produce such a promising talent. The Huashan Sect must have put a lot of effort into training you."

Xiang Wentian spoke up.

"It's a pity you shouldn't have offended the Holy Maiden. Your death is not a pity, but the Huashan Sect will probably be dragged down with you."

Xiang Wentian didn't rush to make a move. He observed Jiang Ning while talking to him to influence him, waiting for Jiang Ning to reveal a flaw.

Jiang Ning remained silent, and the only response he received from Xiang Wentian was the sound of his index finger tapping the hilt of his sword.

Ren Yingying looked at Jiang Ning in the arena with a complicated expression, her eyes filled with murderous intent, but the next second she was overwhelmed by reason.

She hated Jiang Ning intensely. Besides being nearly killed by Jiang Ning, what she hated even more was that Jiang Ning had destroyed the Tianhe Gang.

It's not that it was ruined, but rather that it was torn apart by Jiangning.

Since Jiang Ning killed Huang Boliu in Kaifeng and destroyed the main headquarters of the Tianhe Gang, the remaining Tianhe Gang branches scattered along the lower reaches of the Yellow River still exist, but they are like a plate of loose sand. Countless people are ambitious and want to integrate the Tianhe Gang to become the new gang leader. These people have been fighting tooth and nail, but no winner has emerged yet.

In the past, Huang Boliu was able to keep them in check, but after Huang Boliu died, none of the branch members were willing to submit to anyone else, and in the end, they split up.

The Tianhe Gang is now history.

Upon hearing this news, Ren Yingying almost fainted due to a relapse of her old injury.

The Tianhe Gang is a massive gang of ten thousand people, spread throughout the lower reaches of the Yellow River, and wields immense power. Huang Bolu, the former leader of the Tianhe Gang, was her subordinate, and she controlled the Tianhe Gang through Huang Bolu.

Even under her command, the Tianhe Gang was a very important force, but it was disbanded by Jiang Ning, and she lost this important force, which was a devastating blow that caused her great pain.

As a result, her hatred for Jiang Ning had reached an extreme. If it weren't for the inappropriate situation and the need for reason to suppress her hatred, she probably would have already ordered her men to swarm him without any regard for the consequences.

"Yingying, this kid's martial arts are pretty good."

At this moment, Ren Woxing spoke up.

Ren Yingying looked over and saw that Ren Woxing was looking at Jiang Ning thoughtfully.

Upon hearing this, Ren Yingying could only nod.

To be honest, she was also puzzled as to how Jiang Ning had become so strong. A few years ago, when she met him, he was just a second-rate Huashan disciple, whom she could easily kill. But when they met again, he was able to chase her for hundreds of miles without stopping.

She was shocked by the speed at which the other party was growing.

If I had known he would grow so fast, I should have killed him with a single sword back in Xiangyang!

Ren Yingying said bitterly.

Zheng!

The long sword is unsheathed!

Jiang Ning's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only the sound of the sword sheath hitting the ground.

Jiang Ning's figure disappeared from sight. Xiang Wentian's pupils shrank, and before he could make a move, a strong wind came from the right.

What a great speed!

Xiang Wentian's heart skipped a beat, and his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot. At the same time, a sword tip slashed across the place where he had just stood, and Jiang Ning's figure reappeared.

Xiang Wentian appeared on the ground not far away, right where Jiang Ning had been standing.

The two of them just switched places.

Xiang Wentian looked at Jiang Ning with suspicion and apprehension, his vigilance at its highest.

He was truly astonished by Jiang Ning's speed.

If he had been any slower during Jiangning's surprise attack, he probably wouldn't have been able to dodge it.

Jiang Ning didn't stop moving. After landing on his toes, he turned around and attacked Xiang Wentian again, but his speed was not as fast as before.

He had observed Xiang Wentian for a while and found no openings, so he chose to suddenly unleash his inner force to speed up and launch a surprise attack, hoping to gain the upper hand and pressure Xiang Wentian. However, the opponent had already dodged, so he was wary of his surprise attack. Jiang Ning no longer needed to use the same move and decided to confront him head-on.

Seeing the enemy charging towards him, Xiang Wentian also advanced instead of retreating, rushing towards Jiang Ning while drawing his sword, the sword flashing.

when!

The sound of swords clashing was extremely harsh. Jiang Ning gripped his sword and pulled it back, ending the first round of confrontation, and immediately began a barrage of attacks.

when!when!when!

The two fought at an incredibly fast pace, leaving only afterimages and the sound of clashing blades in the air.

The battle between Jiang Ning and Xiang Wentian drew gasps of amazement from the martial arts practitioners present.

"Abbot, who do you think is better, Jiang Ning or Xiang Wentian?"

Master Chongxu asked.

Fang Zheng shook his head.

"It's not clear yet. So far, they've only been using swordsmanship to test each other, and haven't started using internal energy yet. From the current perspective, they're evenly matched."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the two men fighting in the arena swung their swords at each other again.

when!

The metal clanged, and the two swords creaked under the strain.

Xiang Wentian looked at Jiang Ning, who was not far away, with a fierce expression. He raised his left hand and slapped him with his palm, his inner strength surging within.

Jiang Ning also raised his other hand and reached out, slightly slower than Xiang Wentian, but the two met at the same time.

boom!

dusty.

As their inner forces surged, the rubble around the two rolled, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The hems of their clothes moved without any wind.

Xiang Wentian stared coldly at Jiang Ning, channeling his inner energy into his palm.

Jiang Ning also activated his internal energy.

boom!

The surrounding air currents surged, and the two were thrown backward by the shock.

Jiang Ning landed on his toes to stop his movement, and the next second he turned and charged towards Xiang Wentian, while Xiang Wentian also charged over.

Jiang Ning sprinted forward, raising his longsword as he did so, and Xiang Wentian made the same move.

when!

The two swords clashed.

boom!

The two swords finally succumbed to the intense battle and shattered into pieces, flying through the air.

One of the sword tips was stuck straight into the ground not far from the two men, the smooth blade reflecting their expressions.

Xiang Wentian's expression was fierce, and his gaze toward Jiang Ning was filled with murderous intent.

Jiang Ning remained calm, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he were smiling.

Chapter 377: Adaptation

Fragments of weapons flew everywhere.

The two passed each other, and Jiang Ning glanced at Xiang Wentian out of the corner of his eye. Then the two brushed past each other and came up behind each other.

Jiang Ning turned his toes, twisted his body, and swung his arm to smash horizontally.

Xiang Wentian raised his arm to block.

boom!

A muffled thud rang out from where the two were fighting.

A pain shot through his arm, and Xiang Wentian's expression turned serious.

Before he could even think of anything, Jiang Ning grabbed his wrist with his five fingers spread wide and pulled him away, and the two began to fight again.

Without weapons, the two began hand-to-hand combat.

boom! boom! boom!

The two exchanged blows with brutal force, muffled thuds echoing between them.

“Too… too strong.”

The onlookers were stunned.

Both Jiang Ning and Xiang Wentian's duels left them in awe.

"I never expected that he could fight Xiang Wentian to this extent."

The Kunlun Sect leader, Zhenshanzi, couldn't help but show a solemn expression.

He knew he was inferior to Xiang Wentian, and if he were to fight Xiang Wentian, he would probably be at a disadvantage by now. But Jiang Ning actually fought Xiang Wentian to a standstill, which meant that Jiang Ning's strength had surpassed his.

Although he was ranked behind Jiang Ning when the top ten masters of the righteous path were previously ranked, that was because he didn't fight much. If it really came down to a fight, he was confident that he wouldn't be much weaker.

But at this moment, he understood the gap between himself and Jiang Ning.

Unexpectedly, even a second-generation disciple of the Huashan Sect was stronger than him, the sect leader.

Zhenshanzi's feelings were somewhat complicated at this moment.

"Abbot, Jiang Ning actually managed to fight Xiang Wentian to this extent."

Chongxu frowned as he watched the battle unfold.

As the Left Envoy of the Demonic Sect, Xiang Wentian was extremely powerful. His martial arts skills were second only to Ren Woxing and Dongfang Bubai in the Sun Moon Sect, making him an exceptionally formidable figure. Chongxu valued him highly.

But Jiang Ning showed no signs of weakness at this moment, fighting Xiang Wentian to a standstill, which surprised him.

Fang Zheng was frowning as he watched the battle unfold, his mind seemingly lost in thought.

"wrong."

Fang Zheng muttered something to himself.

"What's wrong?"

Chongxu asked the question.

"Something's not right in Jiangning."

Fang Zheng frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Chongxu was slightly taken aback.

Fang Zheng remained silent, frowning as he carefully observed Jiang Ning.

After a while.

"His movements were a bit awkward."