The old man on the right looked at his companion and said angrily, "Old friend, let's split up and take down this little brat!"
"Good!"
The old man on the left had already planned this.
The two cooperated tacitly and, without a word, ran off in opposite directions.
Seeing this, Yu Daohhen's face was filled with smugness.
This was exactly what he wanted, for them to let their guard down.
Yu Daohhen was already a master at dealing with such situations.
He casually threw a Blood Tear Sword in the direction each of them was fleeing.
As for himself, well, he turned and ran for his life, of course.
In this situation, why would he stay and try to finish them off?
What a fool!
One was a melee fighter, and the other provided ranged magical support. His advantages were completely nullified.
If not now, then when?
As the saying goes, a true master is not defined by fighting, but by assessing the situation and acting accordingly.
Just like him, when it was time to run, he wouldn't hesitate!
The old man on the left and the old man on the right were stunned.
What kind of ridiculous move was this?
Just as they were about to get into fighting stances, this little brat turned and ran away?
What the hell was going on?
Yu Daohhen didn't care. He ran with ease and joy.
He couldn't run so fast that they couldn't catch him, nor could he be too close, lest they surround him. He then continuously sent his Blood Tear Swords to stab at them.
Using two minds at once was incredibly taxing, and Yu Daohhen's speed and accuracy inevitably decreased as he controlled two Blood Tear Swords to attack them simultaneously.
But it was enough.
He never expected the Blood Tear Swords to kill them.
All he needed was to disrupt and hold them back.
As long as he could keep these two occupied, once Chen Guojun finished off Chen Shanhe, they could deal with these two old men together.
He wondered what the situation was with Chen Guojun.
Yu Daohhen had high hopes for Chen Guojun.
Although Chen Shanhe was not weak, as the old saying goes, experience is the best teacher.
Chen Guojun had come well-prepared for this encounter.
On the mountaintop.
Chen Guojun and Chen Shanhe stood facing each other.
The surroundings were already densely packed with the corpses of Gu insects, their emerald blood staining the entire ground.
The pungent smell made both of them look grave.
Chen Shanhe had sustained several bites, and blood flowed continuously, but he still smirked and said, "Father, you shouldn't have many Gu insects left."
Chen Shanhe had been relentlessly attacking. Although he had suffered multiple bites, his Gu insects far outnumbered Chen Guojun's.
This battle was destined to be his victory!
Chen Guojun, on the other hand, although not as severely injured as Chen Shanhe, had also been bitten by a few Gu insects.
Most importantly, his Gu insects were almost depleted.
In terms of numbers, Chen Guojun had the advantage, but Chen Shanhe had cultivated only high-level and forbidden Gu insects.
These Gu insects were powerful; one could easily defeat five or six of Chen Guojun's Gu insects.
Although Chen Shanhe had not lost many Gu insects in this fierce battle, he still had at least four types of Gu insects remaining.
Chen Guojun's Gu insects were all basic ones, and after this bloody fight, they were likely all gone.
Chen Guojun shook his head helplessly and said with disappointment, "He'er, do you remember that martial arts competition from years ago?"
Back then, when Chen Guojun intended to retire from the martial world and pass on the fourth position on the Black List to Chen Shanhe, he proposed a competition to test if his strength was worthy of that rank.
The father and son fought for a full day and night.
Unfortunately, Chen Shanhe lost in the end, losing only one Gu insect.
Even though Chen Shanhe had figured out his father's Gu insect sequence, he was still defeated by a single move.
Although Chen Shanhe lost, Chen Guojun still gave him the fourth position on the Black List.
And he said something.
"You said there is no difference between strong and weak Gu insects, and even the most insignificant Gu insect has its value."
Chen Shanhe spoke coldly, his eyes filled with disdain, "But the facts prove you wrong. I have proven it today."
Ever since Chen Shanhe could remember, the Gu insects he cultivated were never inferior; they were all the most poisonous and powerful.
He was particularly fond of forbidden Gu insects.
Chen Guojun's face was filled with disappointment and helplessness.
He wished he could entrust the future of the Chen family entirely to Chen Shanhe.
But with his personality, he had to be constantly vigilant.
In terms of Gu insect control techniques, Chen Shanhe might have long surpassed Chen Guojun.
However, he never cultivated basic Gu insects, preferring forbidden Gu insects and high-level Gu insects that took a long time to cultivate.
Indeed, because Chen Shanhe cultivated high-level Gu insects, the fearsome reputation of the Miao Jiang Chen family's Gu insects resounded throughout the martial world.
But this also prevented him from progressing further.
For the past decade, Chen Shanhe had been stagnant.
Others might not know the reason, but as his father, Chen Guojun knew it clearly.
When a person becomes powerful to a certain extent, they stop progressing, which is what people often call hitting a bottleneck.
At this point, instead of trying to cultivate harder, one should calm down.
One should feel their weaker self and find the person who took one step at a time in the past.
This is enlightenment, and it is a hurdle that every cultivator must overcome.
Only by passing this hurdle can one break through the bottleneck and pursue a stronger self.
If one cannot overcome this hurdle, then their peak will be reached in this lifetime.
It was the same for Monk Ni Cang when he sent Wang Ming down the mountain for training, and it was the same for Yu Daohhen when he lost his memory and returned to a normal life.
This is a hurdle everyone must go through.
And Chen Shanhe did not overcome this hurdle.
He chose a different path.
When encountering a bottleneck in cultivation, instead of figuring out how to break it, he cultivated powerful Gu insects to compensate.
This was a complete dead end.
Chen Guojun had reminded him multiple times, but Chen Shanhe clearly did not listen.
If he had listened, no one knows how powerful Chen Shanhe would be now.
Chen Guojun did not want to waste any more words. Shaking his head in disappointment, he asked, "Do you know how many Gu insects I have left?"
Chen Shanhe chuckled and began to elaborate, "I remember all the Gu insects you have used. You should have nine types left. Unfortunately, eight of them are defensive Gu insects, and only one is an offensive Gu insect, and it's a basic one!"
Saying this, Chen Shanhe's lips curved into a sinister smile, "Father, do you remember the rules of the Chen family duels?"
"You're not going to break the rules, are you!"
Another rule of the Chen family duels was that defensive Gu insects could not be used.
In the current situation, if Chen Guojun used defensive Gu insects, he would have no chance of winning.
If his Gu insects were depleted, they would have to settle the score through hand-to-hand combat.
But with one arm lost, his combat strength was greatly diminished.
If it came to a fight, he would surely lose!