aircannonsinc Chapter 70 What a deadly scholar!
Chapter 70 What a deadly scholar!
Upon hearing this, the young man in the light yellow shirt had a glint of shrewdness in his eyes.
"Why is it 'Qiao Feng of the North, Murong of the South,' and not 'Murong of the South, Qiao Feng of the North'?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man in plain clothes immediately said, "Young Master is the best in Jiangnan, while Qiao Feng is the leader of the Beggars' Sect. They are equally famous, so there is no question of who is first or last."
This young man was none other than Murong Fu.
This middle-aged man in plain clothes was none other than Feng Bo'e, the fourth-ranked master of Xuan Shuang Manor, one of the four generals of the Murong family in Gusu.
Although Murong Fu was somewhat displeased, he did not say much, after all, Feng Bo'e was known for his stubbornness.
He only thought that one day, his name, Murong of the South, would surpass that of Qiao Feng of the North.
at this time.
Standing beside Murong Fu was Bao Butong, an ugly man with a heroic air about him. He looked at Zhong Yuan and Duan Yanqing, who were fighting fiercely, and shouted loudly.
"What impressive footwork!"
"Young master, look!"
"That young man's movement skills are truly impressive!"
Murong Fu looked up, a hint of surprise and uncertainty flashing deep in his eyes.
Who exactly was that scholar who fought Duan Yanqing, that he possessed such skill?
at this time.
In the mountains, Zhong Yuan used the "Lingbo Weibu" technique to fight Duan Yanqing to a standstill.
It must be said that although Duan Yanqing was physically disabled, his martial arts foundation was indeed very solid.
To be able to cultivate martial arts to this level with a disabled body is truly an amazing feat of perseverance.
Zhong Yuan used Tang poetry swordsmanship to fight Duan Yanqing.
Duan Yanqing wielded his sword with a staff, his movements bold and unrestrained, his offense and defense disciplined and methodical, making him far more steady than Yan Xingzhou, the head of the Imperial City Guards whom he had encountered before.
huh~~~
at this time.
After exchanging a sword strike with Duan Yanqing, Duan Yanqing took the opportunity to retreat, moving with effortless ease, as swift as the wind.
The pine branches on both sides of the mountain path rustled.
Duan Yanqing stood leaning against an old pine tree, his two iron canes diagonally inserted into the cracks in the rocks.
His eyes held scrutiny and indifference.
Since he became famous, there have been very few people in the martial arts world who could go toe-to-toe with him for more than thirty moves.
But the young man in front of me looked to be only about twenty years old.
He actually managed to fight him for fifty moves without a clear winner.
Moreover, this young man's swordsmanship is not a top-level swordsmanship, but just the Tang Poetry Swordsmanship that has been circulating in the martial arts world for a long time!
But he was using the Duan family sword, a family heirloom of the Duan family of Dali!
Duan Yanqing harbored no contempt whatsoever.
His zombie-like face stared at Zhong Yuan, who was several feet away, and he slowly said, "Boy, your martial arts are not weak."
"But if that's all you're capable of."
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless."
Zhong Yuan chuckled.
"When did the Four Evils start showing mercy?!"
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes.
"Okay, okay, okay~~~"
Zhong Yuan held the White Rainbow Sword, his knuckles turning slightly white, and his long-cultivated inner strength pulsating faintly along the blade.
"Duan Yanqing, this is my testimony!"
"Not some big shot."
"But I had long heard that among the Four Evils, Ye Erniang liked to steal other people's children to play with, and then kill them after she was done playing with them."
"They truly live up to their reputation for committing all sorts of evil deeds."
"As for Yun Zhonghe, he's a complete lecher, who loves nothing more than kidnapping innocent women to rape and play with!"
"The fact that such scoundrels have been able to survive in the martial arts world for so long must be related to your protection, Duan Yanqing."
"I am not very talented, but since I have run into you four villains today, I will sweep away this filth and dust from the martial world."
"I'll take your four heads and use them!"
Wow!
These words were spoken.
This immediately drew various reactions from the crowd of martial arts practitioners watching the spectacle.
Murong Fu remained silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "So, this person is Fang Zheng, the 'Deadly Scholar'."
"This person seems to have connections with the Ming Cult!"
"One sword strike scared away Yan Xingzhou, the Junior Tutor of the Imperial City Guard!"
"Right now, they are brazenly going to take the heads of the Four Evils."
"It seems I'll have to use the names of the Four Evils to make a name for myself in the martial arts world."
"I just don't know if he's truly capable or just trying to gain fame."
Bao Butong, standing to the side, clapped his hands with wide eyes, clearly delighted.
"What a deadly scholar!"
"So young!"
"He's got quite the big mouth, but I, Lao Bao, have high hopes for him!"
Feng Bo'e, who was standing to the side, also praised, "This kid is something else."
"They dared to boast that they would take the heads of the Four Evils!"
"It suits my temperament!"
Murong Fu's eyes gleamed as he thought to himself.
"If this kid can really wipe out the Four Evils, it wouldn't hurt to befriend him."
the other side.
The four Huyan brothers were already filled with excitement.
Hu Yanbao slammed his fist into his palm and exclaimed excitedly, "So, those are the Four Evils!"
"Brother Fang is truly full of heroic spirit!"
"I dream of being a chivalrous hero who punishes evil and upholds justice in this world."
"It's a pity I don't have Brother Fang's skills."
Zhang Erniu looked up, his eyes filled with envy.
If he had even half the skill of his benefactor, his elderly father and relatives would not have lost their lives at the hands of those river bandits on the Han River.
He had already made up his mind.
If I have the chance, I must learn some skills from my benefactor so that I can work for him in the future.
While the onlookers were all preoccupied with their own thoughts and had various expressions,
Over there, Zhong Yuan had just finished speaking.
Duan Yanqing had already made another move.
The Four Evils roamed the martial world not because of their reputations, but because of their methods!
In front of so many people, Zhong Yuan was about to take the heads of the Four Evils.
If he could tolerate this, then the Four Evils wouldn't need to exist in the martial arts world.
With his legs injured, he relied entirely on his iron staff to clear his way. Suddenly, he slammed his left hand on the iron staff and pushed off the stone ground, using the force to fly into the air.
With a sharp, piercing sound, the iron staff in his right hand went straight for Zhong Yuan's throat!
The internal force wrapped around the staff forced Zhong Yuan's clothes to flutter behind him!
This move is the killing technique "Pointing to the Sky and Cursing the Earth," which is the authentic One-Finger Divine Skill of the Duan family incorporated into the staff technique!
Ruthless and swift, many have fallen victim to this move.
Zhong Yuan remained calm and unhurried, naturally stepping out with his feet in the Lingbo Weibu style.
The first line of the Qian hexagram reads: "Hidden dragon, do not act!"
Zhong Yuan shifted his body slightly to the left by half a foot, just enough to avoid the tip of the staff, and the sharp gust of wind from the staff grazed his left arm.
Duan Yanqing's first move missed, and his second move followed immediately!
He swung his iron staff horizontally with his left hand, sweeping it towards Zhong Yuan's waist. The staff whistled through the air, as if it would break him in half.
Ninety-two, the path ahead is smooth and easy!
With a light touch of his toes on the bluestone, Zhong Yuan floated three feet away like a willow catkin, landing right next to Duan Yanqing!
Zhong Yuan was determined to make Duan Yanqing his whetstone!
He drew his longsword from his right hand, a flash of light, the blade carrying a chilling aura!
This move is the opening stance of the Tang Poetry Swordplay!
Zhong Yuan could even be heard reciting aloud!
"The Yellow River flows far up to the white clouds, a lone city stands amidst ten thousand mountains!"
"Why should the Qiang flute lament the willows, for the spring breeze does not reach Yumen Pass!"
This sword strike appeared slow, but the sword intent was actually hidden within its momentum.
Duan Yanqing felt that there were sword shadows all around him, and he couldn't figure out where Zhong Yuan's sword was going.
Duan Yanqing was shocked by this sword strike and exclaimed inwardly that it was incredible. He had not expected that this kid surnamed Fang had condensed his sword intent to such a degree. He dared not be careless and immediately used both staffs to defend!
There was a loud clang!
Duan Yanqing used his double staffs to block the sword blade, and with a burst of internal force, he tried to shake the longsword away.
However, Zhong Yuan's move was a feint. He withdrew his force as soon as he touched the staff, and then changed his footwork again using the reaction force of the collision between the two staffs!
He had already circled behind Duan Yanqing, and with a sharp thrust of his sword, he instantly changed his move, aiming straight for Duan Yanqing's vital point in the back.
A sense of crisis suddenly rose in Duan Yanqing's heart.
He had been extremely wary of Zhong Yuan's movements, but he still couldn't completely prevent them.
In his haste, he twisted and turned, swinging his iron staff backward to deflect the sword tip!
With his right hand, he thrust the iron staff straight forward, aiming for Zhong Yuan's lower abdomen. The tip of the staff was less than half an inch from Zhong Yuan's clothes, and it looked like he was about to succeed.
Unexpectedly, a glint flashed in Zhong Yuan's eyes, as if he had anticipated that Zhong Yuan would change his tactics.
With her Lingbo Weibu steps executed with exquisite precision, her body suddenly shrank, as if she were pressed against Duan Yanqing's iron staff, sliding a step to the side along the staff's momentum!
He narrowly avoided the fatal blow and slashed downwards with his longsword.
With a "whoosh" sound, the sword tore through Duan Yanqing's left sleeve. If Duan Yanqing hadn't pulled his hand back quickly, the sword would have severed his wrist.
In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged seven or eight moves!
The perilous situation within is so great that only a martial arts master with exceptional eyesight can perceive it.
now.
The morning dew on the surrounding pine branches was shaken off by the force of the energy, falling down with a whoosh and wetting a large area of bluestone.
Duan Yanqing was filled with shock and anger. In his decades of wandering the martial world, no young junior had ever pushed him to this point!
They've really gotten angry right now!
A strange howl came from his abdomen!
With both staffs unleashed, he used every trick in the book, his One-Finger Divine Staff Technique making him impenetrable!
With a left-handed staff block and a right-handed staff strike, he thrust upwards to the throat and swept downwards to the legs; every move was a deadly strike, and the wind from his staff swept away all the mountain mist within a ten-foot radius.
Seeing this, Zhong Yuan was even more delighted. He was not flustered at all and used the Lingbo Weibu technique, his figure weaving between the two staffs, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the west, sometimes forward, sometimes backward!
It's like a willow in the wind or a fish swimming in the water; no matter how fast you run with your canes, you can't even touch the hem of his clothes!
He unleashed his white rainbow sword move after move.
"To see a thousand miles further" is a feint to lure the enemy!
"Reaching a higher level" is a real stab to the heart!
"The waterfall plunges three thousand feet," its powerful and forceful strokes so strong that the opponent couldn't lift his staff.
"It seems like the Milky Way has fallen from the ninth heaven"—its lightness and ever-changing nature leave people bewildered.
Each sword strike was imbued with sword intent. It did not pursue strange or dangerous moves, but each sword strike was precisely aimed at the gaps in Duan Yanqing's moves, forcing Duan Yanqing to constantly change his moves. Before long, he felt his breathing becoming heavier and heavier, and his internal energy was being consumed several times faster than usual.
Unlike Duan Yanqing, who felt increasingly bogged down in the mud as the fight progressed!
Zhong Yuan felt incredibly exhilarated, and the more he fought, the more exhilarating it became!
This battle was truly the most exhilarating one he had ever fought since he entered the martial arts world!
Fighting to the death with a martial arts master like Duan Yanqing allowed him to truly experience the smoothness of his swordsmanship after honing it beneath the Snake Valley Waterfall!
Treat light matters as heavy ones!
Sharp and fierce, invincible!
That's how he feels right now!
In the blink of an eye.
The two had already exchanged over a hundred blows!
Duan Yanqing's moves gradually slowed down!
His shoulder and arm had been slashed three times by the sword tip, and blood seeped out, staining his blue robe!
He knew that if he delayed any longer, he would surely die, so he steeled himself and decided to fight to the death.
He deliberately created an opening, tilting his left staff to the side to reveal an open space in the middle!
As expected, Zhong Yuan's sword tip pierced through the opening. Duan Yanqing shouted and released his right staff, using the force of Zhong Yuan's thrust to lunge forward!
With his left hand, he slammed the iron staff down on Zhong Yuan's wrist, which was holding the sword. This move was his trump card, a risky one that would result in mutual destruction!
Even if he gets stabbed himself, he will break the opponent's wrist so that he can never use a sword again.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuan seemed to have seen through his thoughts. At this moment, Lingbo Weibu suddenly used its most exquisite change move. He pulled back with the force of the thrust, as if he was being pulled back by the wind from the opponent's staff, but in fact he had changed his position!
Duan Yanqing's strike missed its mark, and his center of gravity immediately became unstable after he used up his strength.
Seeing that he had made a mistake, Zhong Yuan was not about to let this opportunity pass, and his sword intent instantly rose to its peak!
The foot stepped on the Kan trigram.
The sixth line, third position: "Chasing a deer without a guide!"
His figure had already floated to Duan Yanqing's right side, and with a flick of his long sword, he used a move from the Tang Poetry Swordplay that combines both strength and gentleness: "Bright Moon Rises Over Tianshan Mountain"!
The blade, imbued with immense internal force, struck Duan Yanqing's left hand, which was gripping the staff.
With a crisp "crack" sound, followed by a heart-wrenching groan from Duan Yanqing!
His left wrist bone had been shattered by the sword's spine, and the iron staff clattered to the ground on the bluestone.
Duan Yanqing's eyes turned red. Despite the excruciating pain, he picked up the iron staff with his right hand, ready to fight again. Zhong Yuan had already rushed forward and lightly touched the Jianjing acupoint on Duan Yanqing's right shoulder with the tip of his sword.
Duan Yanqing felt a numbness in half of his body, and he lost his grip on the iron staff in his right hand, which fell to the ground. He couldn't support himself and fell to the side, leaning against the trunk of a pine tree.
He raised his head, staring hatefully at Zhong Yuan, his thin chest heaving violently.
"Kill me if you want. I'm no hero if I even flinch."
Zhong Yuan sheathed his sword and stopped. He stood three steps away from Duan Yanqing, his breathing still steady, though a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Of the Four Evils, you are not the most evil, so you shouldn't be the first to die!"
Wow!
As Zhong Yuan finished speaking.
He immediately leaped into the air, as if transforming into a dragon, and rushed directly towards Yun Zhonghe, whose expression had changed drastically and who was retreating!
huh~~~
In the blink of an eye!
Zhong Yuan then swooped down and stabbed Yun Zhonghe in the back of the heart with his sword, killing Yun Zhonghe instantly!
Then.
His posture shifted abruptly, and in a flash, he leaped into the air like a rabbit and a falcon.
They charged toward Ye Erniang and Yue Laosan, who were standing on the mountainside above.
Zhong Yuan's series of actions were completed in one go, at an extremely fast speed!
It's like a dragon emerging from the sea!
Dazzling!
In an instant, he had defeated Duan Yanqing and killed Yun Zhonghe!
above.
Seeing Zhong Yuan approaching with his sword drawn, he swept over.
Ye Erniang's expression changed, and she called out to Yue Laosan, "Yue Laosan!"
"Go save the boss right now!"
"I'll hold him off!"