Gu Nanquan's eyes flashed with coldness. He couldn't let Chen Guan, this unexpected factor, advance, so he could only defeat Chen Guan.

When it was Gu Nanquan and Chen Guan's turn, the two of them went to the stage, and Gu Nanquan said to Chen Guan, "Fellow Daoist Brother, my body has recovered, and I've thought of a way to defeat Zhang Huacai. This time I'm sure to win, so let me fight him first."

"I still want to try it myself." Chen Guan said calmly.

"Fellow Daoist Brother, do you not believe I can defeat him?" Gu Nanquan pretended to be slightly angry.

"Yes." Who knew Chen Guan would actually nod.

Gu Nanquan was initially stunned, then he lowered his face and said, "Since that's the case, I will prove to you now whether or not I have the strength to defeat him."

"Alright." Chen Guan didn't waste words, reaching out to pull the Miaoshu Sword from his waist.

The blade, thin as a cicada's wing, stood straight and firm in Chen Guan's hand.

Gu Nanquan secretly sneered in his heart, "You're merely relying on the speed of your Secret Skill Body Technique, not truly fast at drawing your sword. That Secret Skill Body Technique that consumes Primordial Energy can probably only be used once. I'll show you what true speed is."

Gu Nanquan wasn't underestimating Chen Guan, but he indeed stood on a higher level.

While both had the Second Awakening, Gu Nanquan was entirely different from the typical Second Awakening. Even when he saw Jiang Qiemo's One Thought Ghost God state, Gu Nanquan merely admired Jiang Qiemo's extraordinary talent.

If nothing else worked, he would even personally defeat Jiang Qiemo, but that would require exposing some things, fearing that others might see through something.

If it wasn't absolutely necessary, Gu Nanquan didn't intend to take that step.

Gu Nanquan once again grasped the hilt. Just like last time, he didn't rush to draw his blade, instead saying to Chen Guan, "Fellow Daoist Brother, we are comrades on the same front. Do you truly want to do something that would please our enemies and hurt our loved ones?"

"You can concede." Chen Guan wanted to see just how much skill Gu Nanquan had.

"Since you're insistent, you leave me no choice. I must personally defeat Zhang Huacai." Gu Nanquan continued to escalate his performance.

"I think the same." Chen Guan said calmly, holding the sword.

Feeling his performance had reached its peak and the atmosphere was appropriately tense, Gu Nanquan believed it wouldn't arouse Jiang Qiemo's suspicion. He fell silent, holding the hilt and confronting Chen Guan.

"One is skilled in fast knives, and the other in fast swords. This battle is going to be interesting. I wonder who will be faster." Zhang Huacai commented, watching the two facing off.

Zhang Chunman said, "They look similar, but they are completely different. Gu Nanquan is truly fast with his knife, whereas Fellow Daoist Brother's sword speed isn't actually fast; his body technique is."

"So, is fast knife better, or is fast body technique superior? Maybe this battle will give us the answer." Zhang Huacai pondered aloud, watching the two on stage, seemingly eager to know the answer.

"In theory, knife speed should be better." Zhang Chunman explained before Zhang Huacai could ask, "A fast body technique consumes a lot of Primordial Energy, while fast knife speed uses much less, as the weight of the knife is far less than that of the body, aiding in breaking the wind and making acceleration simpler."

"Does that mean Fellow Daoist Brother is more likely to lose?" Zhang Huacai pondered.

"Who knows, maybe Fellow Daoist Brother isn't just fast with his body technique but has equally fast swordsmanship." Zhang Chunman paused, a strange expression on his face, "However, his eyes are like ordinary people's, occasionally blinking, which puts him at a disadvantage against Gu Nanquan. We'll see how he deals with that."

"Fellow Daoist Brother, if you can fight, fight; if not, let's rest for a while. It's not worth injuring our precious bodies over something so trivial." Zhang Chunxiang called out to Chen Guan from beside Jiang Qiemo, genuinely hoping the cash cow wouldn't get hurt.

Hearing Zhang Chunxiang's shout, Chen Guan's eye twitched.

Gu Nanquan did not take the opportunity to strike, still standing there as if reluctant to harm Chen Guan directly.

"Since you don't want to make the first move, let me be the bad guy." Chen Guan directly charged at Gu Nanquan with the Miaoshu Sword in hand.

Gu Nanquan remained still as a mountain, waiting for Chen Guan to exhibit his lightning-fast Stepping Technique.

Finally, when Chen Guan was only three or four meters away from Gu Nanquan, he stepped forward, using the One-Night Step. His speed suddenly surged, as swift as a startled swan, as fast as lightning.

In almost the blink of an eye, Chen Guan and Gu Nanquan crossed paths, followed by the clang of metal.

Gu Nanquan's blade was unsheathed; he blocked Chen Guan's sword, sneering inwardly, "What use is your fast movement if your sword is slow?"

Feeling proud, a sudden, inexplicable panic arose in Gu Nanquan's heart. He swiftly turned around, swinging his blade backward.

But it was still a step too late; the spear tip of a Battle Spear had already pierced into his flesh.

Fortunately, Gu Nanquan had reacted earlier; the spear only jabbed his shoulder, avoiding vital points.

As Gu Nanquan turned, he saw Chen Guan holding a spear. Without even turning back, and still three meters away, he had backhanded the spear, thrusting it into Gu Nanquan.

Gu Nanquan was stunned; he never expected anyone to use such a despicable method on this stage.

The spectators below had bizarre expressions.

They saw clearly, after Chen Guan passed Gu Nanquan, his body charged far ahead, suddenly holding a spear, and executing a silent back thrust piercing Gu Nanquan's back.

Luckily, Gu Nanquan reacted. Otherwise, that spear would not have landed merely on the shoulder.

Although this strike didn't hit a vital point, it injured the shoulder of Gu Nanquan's sword-wielding hand, causing noticeable issues.

"Brother Gu, you're amazing to block my Sword and Spear Dual-Wielding Skill." Chen Guan praised Gu Nanquan.

The spectators were dumbfounded, many wondering, "How can someone be so shameless?"

The so-called Sword and Spear Dual-Wielding Skill didn't truly exist. There was no technique, just a mere sneak attack without any coordination between sword and spear.

"A fine Sword and Spear Dual-Wielding Skill!" Gu Nanquan's eye twitched, growing angry in his heart.

In all his years, he had never suffered such humiliation.

"Since Fellow Daoist Brother is so earnest, I cannot be perfunctory. A full-strength battle is the respect due to you, Fellow Daoist Brother." Gu Nanquan said through clenched teeth, transferring the knife in his right hand to his left.

This simple move completely transformed Gu Nanquan's aura.

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