Chapter 184 Stop it, Deputy Hall Master Zhang!

Chapter 184 Stop it, Deputy Hall Master Zhang!

Chapter 184 Stop it, Deputy Hall Master Zhang!

Beiyuan is surrounded by maple forests with treetops connected to each other and covered with spring shade.

At this time, more than ten energy forces appeared in the woods one after another.

Fenglinpo is not big, and the news spread quickly, so almost all the masters of the Guardian Hall came.

Not many people care about Zhang Yu.

The one they were focusing on was 'Python Blade' Han Zhong, the second best fighter in the Guardian Hall after Hall Master Di.

Everyone wanted to see how skilled the Canshe Leader, who had rarely taken action in recent years, was.

"Seven Steps of Wild Pine!"

"This set of footwork actually... has a magical effect?"

"It seems that the rumors are true. Han Zhong, the 'Python Blade', is indeed the one with the greatest hope of advancing to the Xiantian realm among the acquired masters of the Divine Religion."

A super sect like the Sun and Moon Sect, on its own, has to fight against the heroes of the orthodox martial arts world, as well as the secret surveillance of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Ordinary Qi Hai and acquired masters can only be regarded as the backbone. Only the innate masters can dominate one side and play the role of the winner at the critical moment.

"third step."

Han Zhong picked up the iron knife at an angle and took three steps forward. Strong wind filled his robe and made him look like a solitary pine tree in the gale, standing alone on the steep cliff, not seeking to become a forest, taking root in the broken rocks, content with poverty, but with the momentum to face the winds from the east, west, south and north.

"the fourth step!"

Zhang Yu was secretly shocked.

With every step the opponent took, his momentum became three times stronger.

Who knows how many steps are left?

He drew out the Ziwei Divine Sword and pushed 'Chasing Clouds and Lightning' to its extreme. A purple light came first, followed by a solitary shadow, and swung into the strong wind without hesitation.

"The sword moves like a dragon and snake!"

Han Zhong swung his sword down, but Zhang Yu seemed to have predicted it and moved smoothly to the left. The sword energy slashed along his robe and rushed forward madly like a plowshare. Wherever it passed, the stone slabs and soil were lifted up, and a three-meter-long crack appeared on the ground.

"The green pines welcome guests!"

At the same time, Zhang Yu thrust out a sword and stabbed at Han Zhong's right leg which was stepping down from mid-air.

Attack it and you will save it!

"He can actually predict my steps?"

Han Zhong was shocked, and quickly turned his right foot outward, forcibly retracting the fifth step. This way he avoided the ambush of the sword, but it also interrupted the momentum of the seven steps...

In the maple forest, two figures stood side by side, both of them were tall and handsome men with extraordinary bearing.

"So that's how he broke Han Zhong's unique skills."

"I know the way, Brother Tang, can you do it?"

The man thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "To dodge that powerful sword and find the fifth step at the same time, a slight difference will kill me. Unless I can do two things at the same time, I can't do it. I wonder, how did he do it? And why is he so confident that he dares to gamble with his life?"

Wen Mengjiu was silent for a moment, then smiled.

"In every generation of Jianghu, there are a few people who, when they fly through the sky, even the stream of light left by their wings is enough to astonish the mediocre people in the world. Isn't that the case with the Eastern Sect Leader more than ten years ago?"

"Brother Wen, you compare him to the Eastern Patriarch. Isn't your evaluation of this rising star too high?"

Wen Mengjiu sighed and chuckled, "Time has never spared anyone. When I met young juniors like this before, I always couldn't suppress my desire to win. But now I am calm and don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing."

The man didn't take it seriously and said, "Even if he is a rough diamond, I think he needs to practice for at least ten years to catch up with Brother Wen. As for being able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Eastern Sect Leader, that... is absolutely impossible!"

The purple light is like lightning, and the long sword is like a python.

The two fought back and forth for twenty or thirty rounds, and neither side was at a disadvantage.

Zhang Yu's sword skills are varied but not refined, like a person who has learned from many different masters.

The ones Han Zhong recognized included the 'Taishan Sword Technique' and the 'Songshan Sword Technique', as well as some strange sword moves, which were also used casually, completely at will and without any system.

This was originally a taboo for people who practiced martial arts.

It just so happens that every move of Zhang Yu's sword skills, whether attacking or defending, real or fake, was just right.

It was as if he could always accurately pick out the most suitable weapon from the vast arsenal, without seeking specialization and discarding it after use.

This turns the disadvantage into the greatest advantage.

Since there is no fixed routine, no one can guess where his next move will be.

"The clues are there!"

Han Zhong stepped forward, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, swaying his body from side to side, stepping backwards, and the knife's movements were tortuous and obscure. In one breath, there were three changes, which were dazzling and no one knew where it would end.

"The Jade Girl Looking in the Mirror!"

The sword technique that Zhang Yu used at this time was the one that Lao Denuo had used on the Feifeng Bridge. It was the most basic move in Huashan sword technique and was most suitable for defending oneself when the situation was unclear.

"Oh!"

The collision of swords produced a dull roar, and the true energy radiated in all directions.

The Ziwei Sword blocked the python knife that was coming from the right, with a distance of seven inches between them, but they seemed to be stuck together. Neither of them gave in, and they continuously circulated their true Qi in an attempt to suppress the other with their internal strength.

Han Zhong's skills were powerful, but he did not have the upper hand, as the opponent's true energy was extremely overbearing.

The long sword with purple light, like a red-hot iron blade, has cut into the layers of tents.

Han Zhong had no choice but to increase the speed of injecting internal energy and start repairing himself again.

"What's the name of such a powerful inner strength?"

"Just call it Tyrannical Qi!" "Tyrannical Qi? You just made it up, right?"

"Hahaha, you're asking even though you already know it."

The two sides held each other for a while, and their internal energy was consumed crazily.

Han Zhong looked towards Zhang Yu and saw that his expression was calm and composed, and it was impossible to tell what his true intention was.

But one thing is clear, the opponent has consumed less internal energy than himself. If the stalemate continues, he has no guarantee of victory. What's more, this is the territory of Xuehe Beiyuan. Even if he wins a tragic victory, he may not be able to leave.

He originally thought that since the other party defeated the Seven Devils alone, he, as the leader, should also come to Beiyuan alone, subdue the other party, rescue the brothers of Canshe, and regain the face of Nanyuan.

Plans are good, but changes are unexpected.

He had not expected that this young Deputy Hall Master Zhang was not someone who had risen to the top through nepotism. After fighting for forty or fifty rounds, he was actually evenly matched with him. With such an age and such martial arts skills, there might not be another one like him not only in the Divine Sect but also in the entire martial arts world.

"If that's the case, then why bother fighting? Cut your losses in time."

Han Zhong thought it over and said in a deep voice: "When the snake and the crane fight, the eagle wins... Stop it, Deputy Hall Master Zhang!"

Zhang Yu heaved a sigh of relief and said with a calm smile, "Vice-Hall Master Han has finally figured it out. You put away your knife first!"

The two deputy hall masters fought to the death, but in the end it was others who were happy.

Han Zhong sneered, "Your internal strength is extremely overbearing. If I withdraw my strength first, I will suffer a great loss."

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Same here, then how about we withdraw our internal energy at the same time?"

Han Zhong stared at Zhang Yu and said, "Then I will count to one, two, three, and we will all withdraw our strength at the same time."

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Okay! I'll count."

At this time, the true energy accumulated between the swords and knives was like a gunpowder barrel. In the early stage, the two people loaded the gunpowder one shovel after another. If one side did not keep its word and instead threw a torch on the gunpowder pile, the side that withdrew first would be seriously injured if not killed by the explosion.

"one!"

"two!"

"Three!"

The swords separated, and the two men each stepped back a dozen steps. The powerful true energy spread out in all directions, and more than a dozen tiles on the gatehouse of Beiyuan nearby were blown off. In the distance, a gust of wind blew in the maple forest, and leaves fell down.

In this difficult situation, they surprisingly chose to keep their promise.

Han Zhong put away his sword, bowed and smiled, "Deputy Hall Master Zhang is a martial arts master with a kind heart. I was shortsighted before, please forgive me."

Zhang Yuzi returned the sword to its sheath and said with a smile, "I have benefited a lot from learning from a senior in the sect like Brother Han."

Han Zhong immediately took the opportunity to climb up the ladder and said, "As the saying goes, there is no friendship without fighting. Those useless subordinates of mine were also unintentional. Brother Zhang, please be merciful and let them go. We are all family, and harmony is the most important thing."

Zhang Yu nodded slightly: "Of course, but Brother Han has his subordinates, and I also have my brothers. If they are bullied in the church, they will only ask me, the leader, for an explanation."

"Then what about the rules, brother?"

Han Zhong kicked the ball back. Anyway, it was impossible for Zhang Yu to detain the Seven Evils forever.

Zhang Yu thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Beiyuan is poor. If Brother Han could provide some money and food, that would be great. I would have an explanation to the brothers in Beiyuan."

Han Zhong said generously: "That's easy to say. Brother Zhang, tell me a number."

Nanyuan's family was wealthy, so he had also used money to recruit soldiers and horses. This time when he went to the East China Sea, he took the opportunity to make some money and put it all into Nanyuan's private treasury, not handing over a single copper coin to the hall master Di Baiying.

"Ten thousand taels of silver!"

"Zhang thinks that Nanyuan is a very brotherly man and is worth the price."

Han Zhong was stunned. This was too cruel. But since the words had already been spoken, he could only agree.

In the maple forest, the masters of the Guardian Hall left one after another.

Someone said: "It's a pity that they all held back and in the end, no one was able to decide the winner."

"He's so young, but he can tie with Han Zhong who is in the post-natal realm. It's really true that the new generation is better than the old one."

"It looks like this blood crane is going to make a big splash."

"After this battle, at least in the Dharma Protector Hall, no one will look down on this young deputy hall master."

Without waiting for Han Chong to go back and send someone to deliver the silver, Zhang Yu released the Seven Evils of the Crippled Snake, which was considered to be giving Han Chong enough face.

Seeing the people from Nanyuan leave, Ji Bamao whispered to Qiu Pingan beside him, "Ten thousand taels of silver, your Excellency is really evil. The silver should be delivered, so that it is more reliable. Now that the people have been released, whether to give it or not depends entirely on Han Zhong's mood."

Qiu Pingan smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't worry, Deputy Hall Master Han will give it to you."

Seeing how confident he was, Liu Ruyan asked curiously, "How do you know that?"

"Because it's not the money that the lord wants, and it's not the money that Han Zhong cares about."

Qiu Ping'an glanced at Xie Xiaoman, who always kept a proper distance from him and the others.

In the maple forest.

Seeing that most of the people had left, Wen Mengjiu also withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "The show is over. Let's go, Brother Tang. I'll treat you to a drink at Qianhonglou."

"Let's have tea."

"Hmm? When will you lose your temper?"

"Mr. Ma from Sihai Teahouse has been talking about the Three Kingdoms these days. Counting the chapters, today we should talk about the Three Kingdoms of Longzhong, with these two powerful vice-chairmen. I'm afraid that Fenglinpo will also become a theater in the future. I'd better get used to it in advance."

Those people either looked down on others, or were jealous, or were disdainful in words, or fearful in their hearts, and eventually they all disappeared in the maple forest. But the wind would not stop, blowing across the maple forest, getting farther and farther away.

(End of this chapter)