Chapter 333: Battle of the Heroes

Chapter 333: Battle of the Heroes

Chapter 333: Battle of the Heroes (VI)

The first round of competition.

The one who appeared from the Five Mountains Sword Sects was naturally Fei Bin from the Songshan Sect.

Fei Bin drew his sword first, and it was obvious that he had no intention of fighting with the young man from the Demon Sect in palm techniques. People with insight nodded secretly, thinking that this was a wise move. Zhang Yu was proficient in palm techniques, and Lu Bai was a lesson learned from the past.

Using two ginkgo trees as a boundary, the group of people dispersed, leaving enough space for the two of them.

“It stinks~”

Fu Xiaojie felt unhappy. He glanced at the young beggar standing in front of him, then quickly took a few steps back and stood next to Qiu Daqi. His face was full of disgust, and he deliberately fanned his nose with his hand, as if he was driving away a fly.

"It stinks, you dead beggar!"

Lin Pingzhi turned his head and glanced at the couple.

Fu Xiaojie relied on the guards behind him and yelled, "What are you looking at? You stink! I'm talking to you. Stay away from us!"

Lin Pingzhi took two steps forward.

Fu Xiaojie looked at the sword-wielding girl and said proudly, "He is sensible, otherwise he would have known how powerful our Hanging Sword Villa is."

Qiu Daqi sighed quietly, thinking of the three people drinking together on the riverside tower that day, and thought to himself: "The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river bank are used to seeing the autumn moon and spring breeze... Could the person who wrote such a poem be a member of the Demon Sect?"

"Sister, I heard from someone that Zhang Yu is only good at palm techniques, so he deliberately used a vicious trick to prevent Hero Lu from using his sword, which led to his defeat. Look, Hero Fei saw through his trick and used his sword. This time... he will definitely not have the same good luck as before!"

"Only good at palm techniques?"

Qiu Daqi looked at the black bag that he almost never left behind, and thought of what he had seen and heard at the Xifengdu market.

She always felt that there was something extremely powerful in the bag.

A ginkgo leaf fell, golden yellow and green, like a butterfly with a long tail.

"brush!"

The cold blade is unsheathed.

The heroes only saw a purple light jumping out, and then a sword energy swept past, and the leaf was split into two neat halves in the middle, as if a rushing river wave surged through it, blowing them to both sides and flying very far away.

"Well done!"

Fei Bin roared and slashed out with his broad sword at an angle. The crescent-shaped Songshan sword energy plowed a three-meter-long extremely fine crack in the ground. Wherever the sword energy passed, the ginkgo leaves turned yellow and withered in an instant, and finally emitted a few sparks and burned to ashes.

"Songyang Qi?"

Those with rich experience recognized that it was a unique kind of true qi passed down by the Songshan School. It was as strong as fire and difficult to practice. But if it could be refined, its power would undoubtedly be much greater than ordinary true qi.

Fei Bin's reputation of "Big Songyang Hand" comes 30% from his palm techniques and 70% from the Songyang Qi he cultivated.

"Oh!"

The sword energy collided in the middle, and strong wind instantly spread out, causing the ginkgo tree to shake violently.

The two of them took three steps back at the same time and stood still.

"What kind of internal energy are you practicing?"

Fei Bin couldn't help but ask.

He was shocked, wondering what kind of adventure this man had had to cultivate such a powerful and domineering internal force at such a young age, which was not inferior to the Songyang Qi at all. Has he been living a dog's life for the past few decades?
Zhang Yu chuckled, held the purple sword sideways, looked at the man in red robe and said.

"Mr. Fei, are you scared? Why not just admit defeat?"

Fei Bin thought to himself that it was difficult to overwhelm the opponent with his internal strength, so he decided to defeat him with swordsmanship.

"Hmph, your evil skills and magic are not worthy of your trust! Today, I will let you die under my Banqiu sword!"

Fei Bin rushed over quickly, thrust out three swords, and also concealed many changes. The sword body swayed, attacking from bottom to top, successively to the right abdomen, left chest, right neck, Shouyang...

"Emerald and green!"

Purple blades were jumping in several places, like lightning and light. Many people with weak eyesight could only see two afterimages and hear the sound of "clang clang" but could not see how many swords they used or what moves they used.

Whenever I imagine myself facing such an attack, I feel cold sweats all over my back.

Zhang Yu finally deflected the sword that was stabbing at his forehead and blocked all the Songshan sword techniques.

"What a sharp sword!"

While Fei Bin was fighting, he glanced at his sword and found that there were six or seven tiny edges on it, like saw teeth. He felt distressed.

"The Banqiu Sword has been with me for more than ten years, and it has rarely been bumped or scratched. I didn't expect it to be damaged today."

The origin of his sword is quite strange.

It was originally a meteorite dug out from a ditch in a field by a tenant farmer at the foot of Mount Song. In order to avoid paying rent, he offered it to the Songshan School. After it eventually fell into his hands, after he became proficient in swordsmanship, he paid a large sum of money to hire a famous craftsman to cast it into shape.

"His sword must be a divine weapon!"

Fei Bin looked at the purple sword emitting a strange luster again, and couldn't help feeling a little greedy.

The two men fought faster and faster, with cold light entwined like two whirlwinds. In about half a minute, they had exchanged more than thirty moves, and neither could do anything to the other. However, the ginkgo tree stretched in the air was affected.

The branches were cut off and fell all over the ground.

Taoist Tianmen was slightly surprised: "Not only is this person's palm technique exquisite, but his sword technique is also so extraordinary."

Pan Hou looked at the field and nodded, "The Sun Moon Sect has always produced talented people. Ren Woxing, Dongfang Bubai, Xiang Wentian, Tong Baixiong, Di Baiying, Shangguan Yun, which one of them was not a famous figure in the martial arts world when he was young?"

Yue Buqun's expression froze for a moment, then he chuckled, "Boss Pan, you don't need to look up to outsiders. They are full of heroes, and my heroes are not even a little bit behind. Otherwise, the evil sect would have broken through the mountain gate long ago. Besides, good cannot prevail over evil, which is the common sense of the world. Practicing some unorthodox techniques may have quick results, but it is like drinking poison to quench thirst, and it will not go far in the end."

Pan Hou was afraid of the power of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and was also terrified of Yue Buqun's innate realm strength. Regardless of whether he agreed in his heart or not, he had to agree.

"Of course, Mr. Yue is a great master of the Xiantian realm. His understanding of martial arts is extraordinary and profound. It is indeed worth learning from him."

"Boss Pan, you're too polite!"

When Yue Buqun heard the words "a great master in the Xiantian realm", his expression did not change. However, the hands hidden in his sleeves clenched into fists, and his hatred for the young man who was fighting for his life on the field increased a little.

"Stab~"

Zhang Yu turned around to avoid the attack, but he was unable to take even half a step before the broadsword cut open his sleeve, leaving a foot-long gash on his left arm, deep enough to see the bone. The broadsword was heavy, and combined with the Songshan School's martial arts, it was most effective in injuring people.

"The Eternal Human Dragon!"

Fei Bin was delighted, how could he miss such a good opportunity? He walked quickly towards her, wielding his broadsword and arm in parallel, swinging left and right, stabbing and slashing at the same time, like a ferocious dragon shaking its head and biting, almost unstoppable.

"The Thirteen Guardians of Songshan are not all just people who have gained their fame for nothing."

Fei Bin is proficient in swordsmanship, and his attack and defense are based on his heart, making it difficult to find any flaws in him.

"Boy, you can't do it anymore? I thought you were so powerful!"

Zhang Yu waved the Ziwei Sword to deal with it, trying his best to parry, and gradually retreated to the ginkgo tree. Blood dyed half of his robe sleeve red. He bent his left arm with pain and shot out three scorpion-tail golden needles hidden between his fingers.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

A few points of golden light came towards me.

Fei Bin didn't expect that Zhang Yu's left arm was seriously injured and could still pose a threat to him. He quickly stepped back and turned sideways, but was still hit by a scorpion tail golden needle, which pierced his left cheek and flew out from the right side. The severe pain made his face distorted instantly.

Zhang Yu was able to catch his breath and pressed a point on his left arm, which instantly closed the wound and stopped the bleeding.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Fei Bin roared, leaped up, and swung his sword forward.

Although the wound was small, it remained on his face, which was undoubtedly a great humiliation. Although he knew that the man in front of him had extraordinary martial arts skills, he was 20 to 30 years older than him after all, so he couldn't help but be a little proud. Now that he had really suffered a loss, he felt resentful.

"I must kill you!"

Zhang Yu waved his sword to block and chuckled.

"Mr. Fei, stop bragging. If you brag too much, your cheeks will leak air!"

"I heard that among the Thirteen Guardians of Songshan, the Left Sect Leader favors Mr. Fei the most. He likes your full beard, which makes you look heroic and domineering. Mr. Lu is in a bad situation. He doesn't even have a single hair, let alone a beard..."

The two of them circled the ginkgo tree three times, with sword shadows overlapping and their true qi sweeping across.

Fei Bin gradually calmed down and sneered, "How childish! Do you think you can disturb my mind with a few nonsense words?"

"is it?"

Zhang Yu's eyes turned slightly cold, and he suddenly performed "Flying over Chaos Clouds", circulating the Beiming Qi to increase his speed to the extreme. Suddenly, three or four afterimages appeared in the air, and swords were stabbed down from all directions. The swords fell rapidly like raindrops.

"The mountains collapse and thousands of rocks fall!"

Fei Bin recognized that the other party was using the sword technique of his own school. He also found that this kind of light skill was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. He subconsciously used a move called "Jade Entering the Tianchi". The long sword drew a circle in the air to disperse the approaching sword shadow.

"Chasing clouds and lightning!"

Zhang Yu kicked his legs on the ginkgo tree, and his figure fell behind him like a ghost. The long sword suddenly stabbed out and pierced through his chest. Fei Bin looked at the tip of the sword appearing in front of his chest, pulled it back, and spat a mouthful of blood on the tree trunk.

"Uncle Fei!"

Wan Daping shouted and was about to rush forward to grab the person, but he saw Zhang Yu turning around, revealing the upper half of his face under his shoulders. He glanced at him with eyes as sharp as lightning, carrying a death warning. Just this one glance was like erecting a wall, stopping Wan Daping in place.

The same was true for more than 200 Long Sword Hall disciples, who did not dare to step forward.

"When Xiang Yu defeated the Qin army, he summoned the princes to see him. All of them knelt and no one dared to look up." Qu Yang stood at the side, guarding against sneak attacks from the Five Mountains Sword Sect. He did not expect that Zhang Yu would defeat Fei Bin so quickly.

Different from the Crane Hand and the Yin-Yang Hand, the nickname of Santaibao has the character "Da" added to it, which shows that his achievements are generally recognized by the masters of the martial arts world.

"The power of a sword can shock the crowd. This is how a person builds his reputation in the martial arts world. With an indisputable record, opponents look up to him and dare not even think of competing with him. He is going further and further on this path. However, there is always someone stronger than you. If he meets someone like that..."

Qu Yang thought further and couldn't help but worry. He really regarded Zhang Yu as a junior.

"Keep an eye on him too!"

Zhang Yu sealed Fei Bin's acupuncture points and still threw him to Tian Boguang's care. This man was meticulous, sharp-eyed and had no moral bottom line, making him very suitable for doing dirty work.

"Don't worry, Hall Master. If anyone dares to rob me, I will kill them with my sword and send them to hell."

Tian Boguang was very excited. He had captured two important masters of the Songshan Sect without doing much. After today, if the news spread to the martial arts world, he would also be able to become famous. This was an experience that a rapist would never have.

Fei Bin was breathing weakly. He looked at Lu Bai beside him. He felt extremely ashamed and angry that two masters of Songshan Sect were captured just like that.

Zhang Yu's sword could have taken Fei Bin's life, but it was not suitable for killing at the moment.

It is true that the Songshan Sect is overbearing and it is also true that many people are dissatisfied with it, but Fei Bin is, after all, a well-known master of the righteous path. As the saying goes, people are close or not, and they are divided into camps. If he is killed by an outsider, it is inevitable to arouse public anger.

Right now, the majority are righteous people. If the hypocrites instigate a group of people to besiege the Sun-Moon Divine Sect, the originally viable move will end up in a dead end again.

"Yue Buqun!"

Zhang Yu rolled up his blood-soaked sleeve and looked at the middle-aged scholar standing on the steps.

He already understood that after Lu Bai was captured, the chess player from the Five Mountains Sword Sect had been replaced by Mr. Gentleman Sword Yue from the Songshan Sect. Without Lu Bai's assistance, Fei Bin's brain capacity would only be played around by the scheming Yue Buqun.

The girl came out from the blue-clad followers, walked under the ginkgo tree, held Zhang Yu's arm, and stood there blankly. Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes. She turned to look at Fei Bin who was kneeling on the ground and clenched her fists.

Zhang Yu held her shoulders and whispered in her ear, "You can't kill him now. I will never forget the revenge for Master Wu!"

The girl hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Zhao Xia stood on the wall and suddenly felt a little regretful. Why did he choose this poor position? He could see too clearly, but it was too far away, and in the end he could not reach anything.

Seeing that Zhang Yu was seriously injured, Su Qiqi took a few steps forward, looked at the Five Mountains Sword Sect masters on the steps, and said with a smile: "The two leaders of Songshan Sect have been captured. Is there any need to fight? Why don't you retreat now?"

"Humph!"

"The struggle between good and evil is not just the business of the Songshan Sect."

Yue Buqun chuckled, took half a step forward, his eyes passed over Su Qiqi, and looked at Zhang Yu under the ginkgo tree.

"We agreed to have three fights, and we're only going to have the first one. How can we not fight?"

Taoist Tianmen shook his head and said, "The people of the Demon Sect have always been untrustworthy. My poor old mentor is just... Oh, I won't say more."

Yue Buqun continued, "The Five Mountains Sword Sects are of the same blood. The two brothers from Songshan Sect were careless and fell into the clutches of the devil, but my Five Mountains Sword Sect is still there. Even if the two of them are dead, there will be someone to take over the banner and continue to fight the devil to the end!"

Zhang Yu had guessed that Yue Buqun would not give up easily, so he asked Su Qiqi and Wu Hanyu to retreat.

"Mr. Yue, I have long heard of the name of Gentleman Sword."

Yue Buqun laughed and said, "Oh, you from the Demonic Cult, do you also know how to write the word 'gentleman'?"

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "I know, I know. Even if I didn't know it before, I should know it now, seeing Mr. Yue who always talks about morality and justice, and you, the great hero Yue who wants to write the word 'gentleman' all over your body, no matter how stupid I am, I should know it."

Yue Buqun's expression turned stiff and he stared at him coldly.

"By the way, after meeting Mr. Yue, I not only learned the word 'gentleman', but also learned one more word."

Tian Boguang asked with a smile: "What other characters does the master know?"

“Fake!”

Zhang Yu laughed and said, "Hypocritical."

Yue Buqun sneered: "You are just showing off your quick words, but you are really inferior!"

Zhang Yu put away his smile, raised his sword, and suddenly said, "Mr. Yue is right. Please come in!"

Yue Buqun, this coward, will cause trouble sooner or later if we don't deal with him first.

Tian Boguang had been hunted down by the Yue couple several times and had accumulated a lot of resentment. He also understood Zhang Yu's plan and deliberately used words to provoke Yue Buqun to take action to prevent him from continuing to instigate trouble with the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the heroes present.

"Mr. Yue, those heroic words you just said are so beautiful! I feel like crying after hearing them. How about you take part in the second match and fight with my hall master?"

Yue Buqun sighed deeply. He was at the foot of Mount Hua, and was severely injured. His pseudo-innate realm was lost and he fell into the backward realm.

This news has never been publicized, and only a few very close people on Mount Huashan know about it.

Logically speaking, Zhang Yu is also in the acquired realm and entered it later, not as good as Yue Buqun who fell from the innate realm. If it were before, when the two met, Yue Buqun would also take the initiative to take revenge without him having to provoke him with words.

But... seeing Lu Bai and Fei Bin being defeated by Zhang Yu, Yue Buqun felt a little unsure.

Tian Boguang laughed. He had fought with Yue Buqun several times. Although he was defeated, he did not think he was particularly powerful.

"Mr. Yue, you are not afraid, are you?"

Seeing this, Su Qiqi seemed to understand something and said, "The Five Mountains Sword Sects are of the same origin. Who said this just now?"

Seeing that Yue Buqun was slow to speak, the martial arts heroes also looked over. Taoist Tianmen was old and highly respected, so he was afraid of being accused of bullying young people if he did not take action. This was understandable. However, Mr. Yue was of the same generation as Lu Bai and Fei Bin, and was also a great master in the Xiantian realm. It would be unreasonable for him not to come forward at this time.

"Humph!"

Yue Buqun held the hilt of the sword.

Ning Zhongze saw this and was about to help his brother, but suddenly he saw a figure step forward and walk down the stairs.

"Senior Brother Tianmen?"

Taoist Tianmen said with a smile: "Mr. Yue is a modest gentleman and doesn't want to bully young people. I just feel like I want to do something, so I won't worry about it."

Yue Buqun was overjoyed. Tianmen Taoist had great internal strength and was the most suitable candidate. However, he had always heard that he was proud and strong-willed. He originally thought that he would not fight with young people, and he had to find a way to provoke him. Unexpectedly, Tianmen Taoist took the initiative to jump out and help him out of the predicament.

Taoist Tianmen walked slowly between the ginkgo trees and looked at the young man. He felt a little emotional. It had been a long time since such a brilliant up-and-coming talent appeared in the world. It was a pity that he joined the evil sect.

Taoist Tianmen stood with his hands folded and said, "Zhang Yu, you are good at martial arts, so I will not rely on my status. Let's compete with each other with all our strength. If you can beat me by a move or a half, our Five Mountains Sword Sect can leave Hengshan City and will not ask Liu Zhengfeng about his crime for the time being."

Zhang Yu nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "It is an honor for me to compete with Taoist Tianmen."

The words trailed off.

Two figures flew three or four feet into the air, carrying with them a powerful inner energy, and pounced towards each other.

"Oh!"

The two of them stopped in the air, using their true Qi to support their bodies, and their four palms connected...

The five or six hundred martial artists in the courtyard looked up at the two figures above the ginkgo tree.

Someone asked, "Do you think he can win?"

"Maybe. After all, Lu Bai and Fei Bin were defeated in succession. However, after these two battles, his internal energy must have been consumed a lot, and he may not be at full strength at this time. Tianmen Taoist has been famous for a long time, and his martial arts skills are not inferior to Fei Bin. Even if he is not at the Xiantian realm, he is almost there."

"Actually... I'm asking about the Taoist priest Tianmen."

The man didn't say this in the end. He just felt that his first idea was too fantastic. He actually felt that Tianmen Taoist was no match for Zhang Yu from the Sun and Moon Sect.

"Oh!"

There was a loud bang, as if a meteorite fell from the top of the mountain.

A strong wind blew past, and the onlookers who were nearby were instantly blown to and fro, almost unable to stand. They could only use all their strength to resist while retreating.

The two men separated in mid-air, and Tianmen Taoist fell backwards. After landing on the ground, he took five or six steps back before he could stand firm.

He sneered.

"So you are the descendant of the Star Absorbing Technique. No wonder you have such a high level of cultivation. I admit defeat, but if you practice this magic skill, you'd better be careful or you will end up like Ren Woxing."

"Then don't worry...Master..."

Zhang Yu fell from the air, but he did not retreat even a single step. However, blood kept gushing out of the corners of his mouth, and he could not even speak clearly.

Just now, he used Bei Ming Divine Art to absorb Tianmen Taoist. The other party could not break free, but used the secret method inherited from Taishan School to gather the remaining true energy, and smashed it into Zhang Yu's meridians like a rock falling from Mount Tai, causing him to suffer serious internal injuries.

Su Qiqi quickly stepped forward, secretly supported Zhang Yu, and asked in a low voice.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"I... am seriously injured, be careful of them..."

Su Qiqi's face returned to normal, and she smiled and said, "Your Excellency has extraordinary skills. He won two games in a row, and he only used 80% of his strength! We won this fight again. What else do you have to say?"

The people from the Five Mountains Sword Sect all looked unhappy, but they couldn't break their promise in front of so many people.

The Songshan Sect was just about to send Liu Zhengfeng's family back in exchange for their two uncles when they heard a voice.

"Wait!"

Su Qiqi's eyes were blazing with anger as she stared at the man: "Yue Buqun, what else do you have to say? We have already won two of the three duels. You claim to be a righteous man, but you are also going to go back on your word?"

Yue Buqun walked down the steps slowly, stood in front of Wan Daping, stared at Zhang Yu and chuckled, "You are the ones who don't keep your word. We agreed to three duels, so you can't miss any one!"

(End of this chapter)