Chapter 288 The visitor is evil

Chapter 288 The visitor is evil

Chapter 288 The visitor is evil

In this desperate fight on East Lake, the reversal of victory was unexpectedly swift.

Tourists who happen to be on the boat to watch the performance, like those who see street vendors breaking stones with their chests, will stop and applaud, but they rarely have the opportunity to see real martial arts masters fighting each other.

But before they could calm down, they saw a Qingque Tower ship passing by and rushing towards the already broken Wupeng boat...

The white waves parted, and several people stood at the bow of the Qingque ship, looking at the black boat parked on the lake ahead.

"He's still standing and doesn't seem to be in any serious condition."

"Just holding on!"

"How did Lord Zhu know?"

"I just don't know martial arts, but I know a little bit about human nature."

Zhang Yu held the Panlong crutch in both hands, leaning against the deck, as if admiring the trophy. He looked up at the gradually approaching shadows, so close that he could see the faces of the two people, and they could be considered half-acquaintances.

"The person who came here is evil!"

The green-robed official at the bow stood with his hands hanging down, a faint smile on his face. He was Zhu Liben, the historian of the Ning Wang Palace.

When the Qingque Tower boat stopped steadily on the lake, it was only two meters away from the Wupeng boat. Water droplets splashed onto Zhang Yu's slightly pale face. He wiped the corner of his mouth and swallowed the blood rolling in his throat.

"The famous camel in the northern part of the Great Wall is truly worthy of its reputation."

Apart from Yue Buqun, Mu Gaofeng is the strongest enemy he has ever fought, and his martial arts skills are even better than Han Zhong.

The true energy cultivated by the Bei Ming Divine Art is extremely domineering, but if it lasts for a long time, it will still be difficult to defeat Mu Gaofeng, who has been honing his skills in the post-natal realm for ten years. To deal with such a master, one can only rely on a quick victory and must not let him have the opportunity to use all his accumulated tricks one by one.

"It's just that this injury happened at a really bad time!"

Zhang Yu thought he had figured everything out, but he still took a hit from the 'Green Dragon Holding the Moon' attack, which affected several key acupoints. It was extremely difficult for him to mobilize his true energy until he recovered.

Just at this time, they ran into Prince Ning's men.

The sun is warm, the lake breeze is fresh, eagles are flying in the sky, and carp are leaping in the water.

Zhu Liben stood at the bow, bowed and smiled to those below him, "Mr. Qi, no, I should call you Deputy Hall Master Zhang. I haven't seen you for a few months. I hope you are doing well!"

Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do we know each other?"

"I am Zhu Liben, honored to be the Dianshi of the Royal Palace."

“I’ve never heard of it.”

"I am a nobody, not worth mentioning, but your Highness is humble and has always respected heroes in the martial arts world. Mr. Zhang's trip to the capital, where he captured the traitor, has made him famous within your sect. Out of concern for our friend, it is not difficult for us to inquire about it."

Zhang Yu looked at the tall Qingque Tower ship and the weapons and armor that were vaguely visible on the deck.

"Friends? Did Zhu Dianshi come here today to care about his friends?"

The assassination of Yang Fengming at Xuehe Beiyuan was his famous battle at the Black Wood Cliff headquarters. He went to see King Ning under the name of Qi Queqiao of Fenglei Hall and used his strength to wipe out the Hundred Swords Gang. It was just a stopgap measure. Afterwards, the Ning Mansion sent people to Pingding Prefecture, and it was not difficult to find out the whole story.

After all, the Sun and Moon Sect is not a monolithic entity.

"That day in Motie Valley, Mr. Zhang left without saying goodbye, which Your Highness regretted. I heard that you have arrived in Jiangxi Province, so I specially ordered you to come down and invite you to Baihua Island for a chat. It is May in Jiangnan, so we can drink fine wine and appreciate the apricot blossoms together."

Zhang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. If he hadn't been injured, he was confident that he could go anywhere in the world. Even if he was facing a powerful king who was famous all over the world, he could still act with one mind. But now... he could only barely maintain his balance. If he really fell into the hands of King Ning, could the tiger still expect the kindness of the hunter?

He laughed out loud and said, "Great! I heard that if you haven't tasted the wine of Xinghualou, you've come to Jiangnan in vain. I was just thinking of paying a visit to His Royal Highness Prince Ning." "However, Zhu Dianshi also saw that the land was not peaceful, so he taught a lesson to the old thief who robbed the river. He is covered in blood and murderous intent. I'm afraid that he will offend your prince and cause some unpleasantness."

"How about Zhang go back to the inn to take a shower and change clothes, and then go to Baihuazhou in person?"

Zhang Yu stared at the Qingque Tower boat, endured the severe pain in his chest, and slowly moved his body. If anything went wrong, he would have to take the risk of jumping off the boat and escape.

If he hadn't been injured, he could have relied on the Bei Ming Magic Art and the Green Jade Ring to stay at the bottom of the lake for half an hour without any problem. However, the injury was in the wrong place, which greatly affected his breathing.

On the bow of the Qingque Tower ship, the two men looked at each other.

"Master Zhu is right. He doesn't dare to go to Xinghua Tower."

The black-clad guard was none other than Liu Hang, the swordsman from Changdong, who had suffered twice at the hands of Zhang Yu.

He stared at the young man in the black boat excitedly. If it weren't for the young man, he would have become an official long ago, holding military power and commanding the military camp. There would be no need for him to be a guard who only listened to orders.

Liu Hang: "Killing someone in public and resisting Wang Ling, even if I kill this evil cult thief, it is justified."

Zhu Liben is the most important staff secretary around Prince Ning, responsible for collecting and processing intelligence. He has a deep understanding of the various sects in the martial arts world and his plans are far-reaching, which cannot be compared with Liu Hang, who holds a personal grudge.

"Your Highness intends to win over Ren Woxing's old subordinates. Zhang Yu is Dongfang Bubai's confidant. If we capture him while he is seriously injured, he will be a card in our hands. We will decide how to use it when the time comes."

This is Jianghu.

When you are strong, you will find friends everywhere.

When you are weak, even the tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves in the mountains will want to tear off a piece of your meat.

"Master Zhu, if you delay, something bad will happen. Just do it now."

Liu Hang saw the opportunity to make merit and urged.

Zhu Liben nodded slightly and gestured backwards. Suddenly, the sound of golden bells knocking could be heard on the boat. On the deck, soldiers in red coats holding bows and crossbows appeared together. There were about two hundred of them, and the cold light covered the black boat below.

"Is this how Prince Ning's Mansion treats its friends?"

Zhang Yu's right hand quietly climbed up the hilt of the sword, and the worst result still happened.

The Wupeng boat was only five or six feet away from the Qingque Tower boat. The bows and crossbows were on high ground and could reach the boat in an instant. Even if they dived into the water, the lake was vast and Zhang Yu was injured, so he would definitely not be able to dive back to the shore.

Zhu Liben stood with his hands behind his back and chuckled, "Mr. Zhang, you also said that the ground is not peaceful. With the protection of these palace guards, even if ten robbers come, they will not dare to jump out of the water and kill people. You can go to Xinghua Tower with me to drink without worry."

At this point, Zhang Yu had no choice.

On the Qingque Tower boat, Liu Hang deliberately ordered people to lower a large basket that was originally used to hold vegetables, which was quite insulting.

Zhang Yu looked at the hundreds of cold stars pointing at his scalp and couldn't help but sigh. Without entering the innate realm and without the innate internal energy to protect his body, a martial arts master would not be able to hold out for long against the elite soldiers of the imperial court shooting with bows and crossbows and charging at the cavalry, not to mention that he was seriously injured.

"Where there is life, there is hope!"

Just as he was about to surrender temporarily, get on board the ship, and then look for an opportunity to kidnap Zhu Liben, he suddenly heard a melodious and distant sound of a piano coming from the water.

The sound of the piano seems to be the surging waves of a river, majestic and yet with a sense of freedom and ease beyond the world.

"Such piano skills have some of the meaning of the music master."

(End of this chapter)