Han Sen did not say anything. Killing Huang Mian was going to be difficult. As Chen Ran thought, Han Sen wanted to use words to impress Huang Mian. It would save him a lot of time and energy, and he might even have to reveal the killer move he was going to use against Chen Ran.
From what Han Sen knew of Chen Ran, he was a cunning old fox. If Han Sen took out the peacock crossbow and shot Huang Mian, Chen Ran would run away without a word.
The Chen family's movement skills were no joke. They were the best in the Alliance. Han Sen was not confident he could stop this old fox.
But if this old fox dared to target him, Han Sen would not let him go so easily.
Han Sen saw that Huang Mian's attitude was firm. Words would not be able to move him, so he had no choice but to continue the fight.
Han Sen could tell that Chen Ran wanted to use Huang Mian to exhaust his energy. He wanted him to keep his gene lock open, and when Chen Ran attacked, Han Sen would not be able to fight back.
Han Sen did not care about Chen Ran's plan.
He had learned the third Long Life Mantra and the Jade-Yang Sutra, so he could keep his gene lock open longer than most people.
Even if he was exhausted and could not open his gene lock, Chen Ran would still come after him.
The peacock crossbow was not to be trifled with.
All he had to do was pull the trigger a few times, and Chen Ran would be done for.
Since he could not move Huang Mian with words, Han Sen was not in a rush. He continued to fight with Huang Mian, observing his sword skills and the way he used it.
Han Sen's sword skills were strong, but his skill with the sword was not high. Now that he was able to see a real sword master, Han Sen was able to learn a lot.
Just by watching Huang Mian use his sword, Han Sen was able to learn a lot.
Han Sen stopped thinking about other things and focused on watching Huang Mian's sword skills. He hoped to improve his skill with the sword.
Han Sen and Huang Mian continued to fight. In Chen Ran's eyes, he was convinced that Han Sen had run out of tricks up his sleeves and had no other tricks up his sleeve.
Otherwise, he would not have been unable to defeat Huang Mian. If this continued, he would have reached the limit of his gene lock. Even if he defeated Huang Mian, he would have died.
But Chen Ran was not in a rush. He continued to watch the fight between Han Sen and Huang Mian. He would wait until he was 90% sure that Han Sen would win.
After an hour, Huang Mian's power began to wane. After all, in a high-intensity fight like this, the time it took to unlock the gene lock was shortened. Huang Mian could not hold on any longer.
Han Sen was not going to be polite with him. He took the opportunity to use his sword to get fiercer and fiercer. He wanted to kill Huang Mian.
Chen Ran saw that Huang Mian could not hold on any longer, and he thought he had seen enough. He knew how strong Han Sen was, so he did not hesitate. His body was covered in a cloud, and a Yanfeather Sword appeared in his hand. He turned into a ray of light and rushed towards Han Sen. He wanted to team up with Huang Mian to fight Han Sen.
The Chen family's skills were frightening. Compared to Chen Ran, Zhu Ting was like a beginner's student. Chen Ran was like a strange bird flying left and right. It was impossible to predict where he was going.
Han Sen used both his swords to block the attacks of both Huang Mian and Chen Ran. Chen Ran's movement skills were too strange. He was able to move without touching the ground. It was beyond common sense. He was able to perform many unexpected moves, and he was able to catch Han Sen off guard.
Dong!
The Silver Snake Sword and the Yanfeather Sword collided. Han Sen felt the cloud of the Yanfeather Sword ripple. It was as if he had struck a spring. After he pressed down, a strong rebounding force came back. Han Sen could not help but stumble back a few steps.
"Han Sen, if you surrender now, I will spare your life. You and Zhu Ting are friends."
Chen Ran continued to attack, and at the same time, he tried to use words to break down Han Sen's mental defenses. He wanted to wear down Han Sen's will to fight.
"Old Chen, if you leave now, I will spare your life for Zhu Ting's sake." Han Sen was not angry, and he smiled coldly.
"Stubborn." Chen Ran's face turned cold, and the Yanfeather Sword in his hand became even sharper.
Han Sen was fighting two people at once. Although he was at a disadvantage, Chen Ran and Huang Mian were unable to do anything to him. Han Sen's body flashed, and he had an indescribable sense of elegance. He was being pincered by two elites, but he did not panic.
"You really know how to use Heavenly Go? Did Queen teach you that?
How dare they break the agreement. I think Huangfu Xiong Cheng is tired of living, "Chen Ran said coldly.
"What does Queen teaching me Heavenly Go have to do with you?
That is a secret skill of the Huangfu family. They can teach it to whoever they want. What can you do about it? "Han Sen asked back.
It seemed as if Heavenly Go had something to do with the Chen family. Otherwise, Chen Ran would not have said something like that. Han Sen wanted to test the waters.
Han Sen had always wondered why Queen was the only one to learn Heavenly Go. No matter how difficult the skill was, there were so many students in the Ares Martial Hall. There was no way they could not find someone else to learn it.
"Hmph! Do you think the Huangfu family can teach Heavenly Go?
If Heavenly Go was still in the hands of the Chen family, who could stop our Seven Twists? "Chen Ran said proudly.
"Everyone knows that Heavenly Go belongs to the Huangfu family. Since when did it belong to you?
Don't think too highly of yourself, "Han Sen continued to provoke him.
Chen Ran was an old fox, and he knew what Han Sen was thinking. But he still coldly said, "You don't need to test me. After I catch you today, I will go to that old man Huangfu Xiong Cheng and explain everything to him. Let's see if he has any excuse for not returning Heavenly Go."
After that, Chen Ran's body began to glow with a cloud. The Yanfeather Knife in his hand became faster and faster. His attacks were not aimed at Han Sen's vitals, but rather, Han Sen's limbs. He wanted to cripple Han Sen first.
Han Sen could deal with Huang Mian's attacks, but Chen Ran was an old fox. It was no wonder he had been hiding in the Second God's Sanctuary for almost a hundred years. His fitness was strong, and his gene lock was unlocked at a much higher rate than most people.
Every time Han Sen's sword came into contact with Chen Ran's sword, his arm felt numb from the recoil. His chest felt like it was going to explode, and he wanted to vomit blood.
"F * ck you! You are so strong, yet you only know how to use tricks to hurt people," Han Sen cursed in his heart.
But Han Sen thought about it and realized he was the same type of person. He could not continue to curse.
"Old Chen, if you leave now, I can spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for what happens next," Han Sen continued.
"Why don't you show me what happens next?"
Chen Ran laughed coldly. He thought Han Sen was at the end of his rope, and that he could no longer keep his gene lock open.
"Then I won't hold back."
Han Sen took a step back and summoned his peacock crossbow. From his quiver, he pulled out a raven feather arrow and loaded it.