The Holy Son is like a rock struck by waves, and it seems that he may be overwhelmed by the opponent's attacks at any time.
But only Zhang Cuishan, who was in the middle of the situation, knew the horror of the Holy Son.
From the beginning of the battle until now, he has not been able to use a complete sword move. The opponent always finds a weakness in the middle of a sword move, interrupting his subsequent attacks with the first strike.
Fortunately, Zhang Cuishan is strong and can still maintain his offensive momentum. If it were another martial artist, he would have been forced back by the Holy Son.
"Third Elder, this disciple of yours is extraordinary. He has been able to persist until now without showing obvious signs of defeat."
"Yes, we are both of the younger generation, but rarely can we perform so well."
"Third Elder is so lucky!"
Although all the elders were praising Zhang Cuishan, their words sounded very harsh, as if he could only be a foil to the Holy Son, rather than an evenly matched opponent.
From the beginning of the war, the elders had already determined their positions.
Zhang Cuishan knew that the Holy Son knew the martial arts of the Infinite Holy Land, so he decided to test the opponent with the martial arts obtained from the ancient battlefield.
He took the initiative to stop the close fight with the Holy Son and retreated to the other corner of the ring.
Almost at the same time, a huge sword shadow appeared in mid-air, carrying the force of thunder and slashing towards the Holy Son.
With such a powerful martial arts, one has to either dodge or fight head-on.
But the Holy Son still swung his sword and shot out a stream of true energy just like before, hitting the connection between the hilt and the sword body.
With a "bang" sound, the entire sword energy phantom began to split into pieces like a broken mirror, and finally disappeared completely.
He seems to always be able to accurately find the flaws in Zhang Cuishan's sword moves, and he can seize the opportunity to neutralize the opponent's attack.
Zhang Cuishan looked at the Holy Son in front of him, he was a powerful enemy.
Not only is his understanding extremely high, but his swordsmanship is also superb, otherwise it would be impossible to discover the flaws in every sword move and seize fleeting opportunities.
If he could easily break through the previous moves, it would still be reasonable. After all, they were martial arts from the Infinite Holy Land, and the Holy Son must have studied them for many years.
But the martial arts that Zhang Cuishan just displayed were obtained from the ancient battlefield. In other words, in such a short period of time, the Holy Son completely understood all the martial arts that they handed over. This level of understanding is astonishing.
The battle has progressed to this point, and the heat is almost over.
Zhang Cuishan also tested out the other party's characteristics.
"The Holy Son's talent is impressive, and his understanding is even more difficult for Cuishan to match. I am no match for the Holy Son."
Zhang Cuishan generously admitted that his skills were inferior to others, which highlighted his aboveboard character.
"Elder Zhang is too self-effacing. Your talent should not be underestimated, and we haven't decided the winner until now. You were the one attacking just now, and now you take my move."
After saying this, Zhang Cuishan was not given a chance to react, and he seemed to strike at the opponent with a casual sword.
However, its huge power formed a tornado in the ring. Zhang Cuishan naturally did not dare to be careless and reused his previous martial arts to meet the opponent's attack.
And he was pacing secretly under his feet, clearly showing the appearance of Tai Chi, but no one present could see the mystery behind it. As he expected, the Saint Son's seemingly careless sword was full of murderous intent. His sword was cut in half, and without any change in speed, he rushed towards Zhang Cuishan.
He hurriedly swung his sword to meet the opponent's sword, but because the Holy Son's attack was too sharp, he was knocked out of the ring in the first attempt.
At this point, the battle between the two sides has ended. Seeing that Zhang Cuishan was not seriously injured, the Holy Son's eyes showed a vague look of disappointment.
If anyone observes carefully, the reason why Zhang Cuishan was able to survive the full attack of the Holy Son all depended on the steps he took just now.
Although the outcome of this battle was expected by everyone, there were still frequent surprises. It was these factors that made this battle exciting.
No one expected that Zhang Cuishan's fighting power was so powerful and that he could fight with the Holy Son for such a long time.
And after he took the initiative to admit defeat, the Holy Son was a little reluctant and insisted on attacking once to be satisfied, which seemed to be a bit petty.
If it weren't for his superior strength, the disciples all felt that Zhang Cuishan was more suitable for the position of Holy Son.
Compared to the disciples, the elders were particularly satisfied with the performance of the Holy Son.
Although Zhang Cuishan's performance was also good, compared with the two, there seemed to be a gulf between heaven and earth. In their eyes, the Holy Son was a symbol of invincibility.
Just as the elders were preparing to praise the Holy Son, the Holy Lord issued an order to summon them to the main hall for discussion.
Some senior martial arts elders were among those invited, but Zhang Cuishan and other newly promoted martial arts elders were not invited.
The meaning of suppression is particularly clear.
Originally, the Holy Son wanted to take this opportunity to announce to all his disciples that the reason why he collected all the martial arts and martial arts was to study the loopholes in them and then teach them to his disciples.
But regarding the current result, he was a little uninterested and naturally he would not speak out again.
Zhang Cuishan's cave.
"Senior brother, is the Holy Son really so terrifying?"
"His understanding is indeed astonishing, but one effort can defeat ten, do you understand?"
Hearing what Zhang Cuishan said, Yin Liting naturally understood the meaning.
"Did you really feel the murderous intention of the third elder that day?"
"Of course there is no truth to this, and the Holy Son was also ambushing on one side that day, so we have to be more careful in the future."
"No wonder senior brother showed no ambition at all at the beginning and was completely devoted to the mountains and rivers."
"This is actually my true temperament."
"Senior brother, what do you think of the Holy Son?"
"The person who poses the greatest threat to us in the Infinite Holy Land is probably the Green Robed Immortal."
Although Zhang Cuishan did not directly answer Yin Liting's question, he actually gave the answer.
Since the Qingpao Immortal Cave Mansion in the Infinite Holy Land returned from the Eastern Region, the number of guests here has been getting fewer and fewer day by day, and finally reached the point of extinction.
"Brother, as you expected, the Holy Son chose to defeat Zhang Cuishan in front of everyone, wanting to humiliate the opponent, but he failed to achieve the desired effect."
"And he also excluded young, emerging elders from the caucus."
"Except for the Third Elder, who is a die-hard opponent of Xuzi, the masters of the other six are somewhat dissatisfied. It's just that now that the Holy Son is at the height of his power, no one dares to express it publicly."
The Qingpao Immortal sighed softly.
"What a pity for his talent."
"Chong Xuzi has not taught him anything over the years, but he is very familiar with how to suppress his competitors."
There was no resentment in Qingpao Xian's words, but more like light-hearted ridicule.
But from his sigh, it can still be seen that he has not given up, at least not as easily as he showed.
"Fortunately, Zhang Cuishan has a lazy temperament. If he showed any ambition at all, he would have been thrown into the wilderness long ago."
Hearing this, Qingpao Immortal couldn't help but sigh again.
Just because Zhang Cuishan has a high reputation among his disciples, he must be eliminated in advance and named to eliminate hidden dangers. How can such a mind and structure lead the Holy Land in the future?
The Holy Son learned how to build the city and layout of Xuzi, and also perfectly inherited his master's ruthlessness, but he forgot how to be a qualified leader.
The only one who can truly bring the future to the Infinite Holy Land is yourself.
Although the Qingpao Immortal lost his arm, he did not give up his pursuit of the position of Holy Lord.
The two overlord-level forces, the Black Clothes Sect and the Infinite Holy Land, both suffer from internal instability. This may be the most special of their many similarities.
After years of inertial thinking, although Tiangong has risen strongly, they have never really paid attention to it.
Although he repeatedly said that he should take it seriously, subconsciously he never regarded the other party as an equal opponent to himself.
The elders of Wuliang Holy Land had gathered together at this time to listen to the Holy Son's plan to deal with the Heavenly Palace.
"Actually, Tiangong has never been a threat in my mind, and sects like the Holy Sword Sect, Holy Sword Sect, and Guanghan Palace have no influence on the Holy Land."
"But the power they combine together can cause a fatal impact on the Holy Land."
Regarding the Holy Son's judgment of first suppressing and then advancing, the elders present nodded frequently in agreement.
"Based on their performance in the ancient battlefield, this trend is likely to have already happened."
Some elders have entered the ancient battlefield. Even if they have not experienced it personally, things about the ruins have already been spread these days, and they are all familiar with what happened.
Now that they heard the Holy Son's analysis, everyone felt a sense of urgency.
"We are determined not to allow this to happen. So before they formally form an alliance, we must choose one of the three sects and Tiangong to eradicate."
His words triggered heated discussions in the audience, and everyone agreed that the Holy Sword Sect, Holy Sword Sect, and Guanghan Palace should be attacked first.
The reason is very simple, Tiangong is strong.
"My choice is the same as everyone's, but the purpose is different."
The words of the Holy Son aroused the interest of all the elders.
"There is no objection that Tiangong is stronger than the three sects, but where exactly is Tiangong stronger?"
The Holy Son first asked questions to the elders present.
"The young master from Tiangong is very powerful and can kill the Demon Commander who is above the realm of the God of War. He is a serious threat to the Holy Land. We should find a way to get rid of him before the war."
The words of the third elder resonated with many people, mainly because the young master's powerful strength posed a threat to them.
"Tiangong probably has more than one Dzogchen warrior of the Martial God, and one of them has also fought against the ancestor Ling Yunzi."
"The basic strength of the Heavenly Palace cannot be underestimated. The combat power of the Heavenly Soldiers is very powerful."
"Tiangong has various methods, such as the mysterious formation masters, whose abilities far exceed those of other sects in the mainland."
