Chapter 334: Battle of the Heroes

Chapter 334: Battle of the Heroes

Chapter 334: Battle of the Heroes (End)

It was June, and the weather in the south of the Yangtze River was sometimes sunny and sometimes rainy. It was the time when flowers were flourishing and trees were lush and green.

However, because the two ginkgo trees were involved in a feud that had nothing to do with them, all their branches and leaves were cut off, leaving only two bare skeletons. It is unknown how many years it will take to heal the scars on the trunks.

"If trees are like this, how can humans be any better?"

At some point, the eyes of the girl in green turned slightly red and misty.

She looked at the man in black robe and his back gradually approaching him. She moved slightly and wanted to walk down the stairs.

"Shan'er!"

Ning Zhongze held his daughter's wrist tightly.

"mom…"

Yue Lingshan cried out in grievance, and others thought that the little girl was worried about her father's safety.

"He is your father, you have to...understand him!"

Ning Zhongze shook his head slightly and used his eyes to stop Yue Lingshan. In fact, she couldn't understand why her senior brother was doing this at this moment. Even though he was a member of the Demon Sect in front of her, it was a bit... despicable.

Linghu Chong was concentrating on watching the battle. When he heard the noise, he turned around and saw tears in Yue Lingshan's eyes.

"Little Junior Sister, don't worry. Zhang Yu has already fought three times and is seriously injured. Master chose this time to attack, naturally... naturally he has his reasons!"

The words came to his lips, but he suddenly took a detour.

Linghu Chong originally just wanted to say a few words of comfort, telling his junior sister not to worry too much about the safety of the master. However, after hearing these words, it seemed that the master was taking advantage of the situation and would rather break his promise and take advantage of the situation by force.

Taoist Tianmen and Master Dingyi looked at each other. Sect Leader Yue's action was truly a breach of trust and specious arguments. It had brought shame to the reputation of the Five Mountains Sword Sect in front of the heroes of the martial arts world, and they also felt ashamed.

Lu Bai saw this and secretly suspected that Yue Buqun's actions were intended to kill someone with a borrowed knife, forcing the Demon Cult to harm himself and Fei Bin in order to weaken the strength of the Songshan Sect.

There were five or six hundred people from the martial arts world in the courtyard, and there was some discussion among them.

Someone said: "Mr. Yue's behavior is really...ungentlemanly!"

"It was agreed that the winner would be decided after three rounds. Zhang Yu actually fought against three masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect alone and won two rounds. According to the rules, he should have won. Why did he force them to play a third round?"

The Liuhe Clan disciple hesitated and said, "Perhaps... he just wanted to win back a match and save some face for the Five Mountains Sword Sect?"

The man from Black Dragon Village sneered and asked bluntly, "Really? If Zhang Yu had not been seriously injured by Fei Bin and Tianmen Taoist, do you think Mr. Yue would still fight this battle?"

No matter what outsiders said, Yue Buqun was merciless. He walked slowly to the ginkgo tree and stared at the man in black robe who was barely standing with the support of Su Qiqi, his eyes filled with jealousy and hatred.

Rely on martial arts to gain fame.

Just like Zuo Lengchan, when people in the martial arts world hear these three words, no matter if they are enemies or friends, they will all feel awe and even stay away from people from the Songshan School. This is the reason why third-generation disciples like Di Xiu and Wan Daping, who have not yet mastered martial arts, are so arrogant and domineering.

Jun Zijian is good at managing his reputation, but there are some things that he cannot manage.

Zuo Lengchan’s current prestige was accumulated through battles in the martial arts world.

Yue Buqun put his folding fan back into his waist, hid his hands in his sleeves, and asked with a smile: "I will take on the third duel. Zhang Yu, as long as you finish this one, I can make the Five Mountains Sword Sect evacuate Hengshan City."

Tian Boguang laughed and said, "Yue Buqun, don't you feel embarrassed for saying such shameless things?"

Yue Buqun sneered, "Shameless pervert, you are a scum of the martial arts world. How many decent women have you raped? How dare you shout here? I will deal with you after I have dealt with the evil one."

Tian Boguang was about to speak, but Zhang Yu stopped him with a look.

He took the pill handed to him by Su Qiqi to slightly suppress his internal injuries, then he used the Dragon Catching and Acupuncture Hand to circulate his true energy and lock several acupoints. Finally, he suppressed Tianmen Taoist's true energy, which was as powerful as a mountain falling from a rock.

Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "Mr. Yue has spent his whole life studying classics. He has read more books than you have walked. If you want to deal with such a person, wouldn't it be like using your own weakness to attack the enemy's strength?"

Su Qiqi asked: "Sir, how should we deal with Mr. Yue who is taking advantage of the situation to rob people?"

"Easy, just defeat it quickly!"

Zhang Yu's eyes were slightly cold as he stared at the scholar in blue robes who was only three meters away.

Yue Buqun carefully observed Zhang Yu and confirmed that he was seriously injured. He looked around and said with a smile, "You all heard it. If Zhang Yu agrees to fight, it will not be considered as Yue bullying the weak. I will have no regrets whether it is life or death."

He walked down the stairs with a thick face, determined to fight the so-called third game. He had already calculated the gains and losses in his mind and no longer cared about temporary honor or disgrace. He was seeking a long-term and stable strategy.

Kill Zhang Yu.

First, it can avenge personal grudges and resolve future hidden dangers.

The second is to gain fame and become prominent in the world.

Zhang Yu defeated Lu Bai, Fei Bin and Tianmen Taoist in a row. He was able to win the battle, and at least he could maintain his reputation as a great master of the innate realm to the outside world.

Even if it is only temporary, it is like a poison to quench Yue Buqun's thirst as he is in a dilemma.

As for the fact that he took advantage of others' misfortune to pick peaches and get something for nothing, as long as he used a little trick and found a "storyteller" to make up a story, he could naturally drive it to an inconspicuous corner and gradually eliminate it.

This is exactly what the Gentleman Sword is good at!
Zhang Yu was disdainful in his heart and sneered, "If you can take my life, it's also your ability, Mr. Yue."

To be honest, even though he had that relationship with Yue Lingshan, he still didn't admire Yue Buqun from the bottom of his heart. Even if he was going to die, he would never die at the hands of such a hypocrite and villain.

"Talking is useless, we need to show our true colors with our actions!"

Yue Buqun stood with his hands behind his back and smiled gently, showing his demeanor as a master when he said this.

"That day on Feifeng Bridge, Yue allowed you to escape by chance. Do you have good luck today?"

"Same here, I should have killed you with one sword back then!"

Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "Do you have the strength to kill me with one sword?"

Zhang Yu pushed Su Qiqi away, staggered a few times, and barely managed to stand, but half of his robe was stained red with blood. The internal injuries caused by the impact of Taishan Qi were indeed not so easy to heal.

"Okay, let's give it a try!"

Liu Zhengfeng became anxious when he saw that Zhang Yuzhen was about to finish the third match with Yue Buqun.

"Brother Qu, shall we just take action?"

Qu Yang sighed, "He finally convinced the Five Mountains Sword Sect to schedule three duels in order to protect your family. If you act now, it will break the rules and will definitely be used by Yue Buqun. Zhang Yu's good intentions will be wasted."

"Yue Buqun has broken the rules of the competition."

Liu Zhengfeng looked at the man in blue shirt and felt that he had been blind and had mistaken the person. When he was forced by the Songshan Sect, he actually had illusions about Yue Buqun and hoped that he would rescue him. He didn't expect that he was a hypocrite who was ten times more insidious and vicious than Fei Bin and Lu Bai.

Qu Yang shook his head and said, "The situation is not favorable. Yue Buqun can break the rules, but we can't."

"Ugh!"

Liu Zhengfeng let out a long sigh. He realized at this moment that he had completely underestimated the dangers of the martial world. He naively thought that he would be worry-free after retiring. Who knew that so many people would be involved.

Qu Yang knew Zhang Yu's character and guessed that he was still willing to accept Yue Buqun's challenge at this time, so he naturally had a trump card to rely on.

"However, if he is defeated by Yue Buqun and his life is in danger, there is no need to worry so much."

Qu Yang was ready to respond at any time, secretly circulating his inner energy and staring at the two of them.

Yue Buqun had his hands behind his back with the sleeves of his long robe hanging down, showing the demeanor of a leader of a great sect. Seeing that Zhang Yu had great difficulty even taking one step, he felt more relieved, as his previous prediction was exactly right.

"You have already fought twice. To prevent some people who sympathize with the Demon Cult from accusing me of taking advantage of the situation, I can let you... two moves. Draw your sword!"

Just as Mr. Yue finished his generous words, he heard a loud noise.

"Oh!"

The black bag fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Yu raised his hand and lifted the covering cloth.

Only then did everyone see clearly that there was a large rectangular iron block in the bundle. It had straight edges and was pitch black all over. It seemed to be made of solid iron. It had a simple style, but without any unnecessary decorative patterns.

"What is this?"

"Box? There's no crack on it."

"It's definitely not a box. It looks solid. Besides, who would make a box out of pure iron?" Yue Buqun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt vaguely that he seemed to have said it too early.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yu circulated his true energy and slapped the top of the Xuanqi sword box.

The originally seamless iron block suddenly had two iron covers pop out to the left and right, revealing six unsheathed long swords inserted in the slots of the boxes. They were shining coldly like fan bones, and when they separated in an instant, they were filled with sword energy and were sharp and intimidating.

"It's the sword box!"

Lin Pingzhi, who was about twenty steps away, felt pain on his face. He reached out to touch it and realized it was an illusion.

Zhang Yu held the 'Yellow Python', which was bred in the plum forest by the Xifeng River. It was the only two first-class swords in the set of six domestic swords. He felt the sword intent in it, as abundant as a river, ready to move.

This 'Yellow Python' sword is already cooked.

Zhang Yu glanced at the scholar in green and sneered, "One sword is enough to deal with Mr. Yue!"

"Something is wrong. Why do those swords have such strong murderous intent..."

Yue Buqun's brows twitched, although he didn't know the origin of the Xuanqi Sword Box, nor had he ever heard of that ancient sword technique, but the intuition he had developed after years of roaming the martial arts world was giving him a strong warning.

Escape? Or take the initiative?

This is a problem.

Mr. Yue hesitated for three seconds, then jumped out instantly. At the same time, his right hand climbed up to the hilt of the sword, and he drew out the three-foot green blade. He gathered all the true energy in his body, and a purple aura lingered on the tip of the sword, like clouds and mist, like a rosy glow, and rushed over.

"court death!"

When Zhang Yu pulled out the "Yellow Python", there seemed to be a long howl in the box.

The moment it came out of the box, the sword body broke into pieces and the sword energy became stronger.

"Waterfall Breaker!"

All the martial arts masters saw that Zhang Yu had no sword in his hand, but a powerful sword energy flew out from the box, breaking through the purple cloud on the Gentleman Sword, just like cutting off a waterfall in the middle. When the sword energy passed through and rushed towards him, Yue Buqun was terrified at first, and decisively dropped the sword, using both hands to protect himself.

There was only one thought in his mind: "I lost again, and I lost my reputation so completely."

The blue shirt was torn into pieces by the sword energy, almost becoming a beggar's outfit. Mr. Yue's chest was soon exposed, and he flew backwards and fell into the arms of Ning Zhongze who rushed forward.

The outcome is decided!

The Songshan Sect returned Liu Zhengfeng's family without further ado, and quickly evacuated Liu's residence carrying Fei Bin, Lu Bai, and more than 50 captives. They looked like they wished their parents had given them one less leg...

Under the ginkgo tree, a man in a black robe sat on a sword case, leaning his Ziwei sword on the ground. His eyes were as calm as water as he watched the people from the Five Mountains Sword Sect leave one by one.

When the girl in blue passed by him, her eyes were complicated, but she did not stop in the end.

"Mr. Zhang, may I ask what this sword is called?"

The old man had a weather-beaten face, a dark complexion, and a slightly bent back, just like an ordinary peddler. He also held a bamboo carrying pole in his hand. When he walked to the gate, he turned around and asked.

"Ziwei, Ziwei Sword!"

He Sanqi cupped his hands and chuckled, "Congratulations to it. From today on, it will become famous along with Mr. Zhang."

After saying this, he picked up the wonton carrying pole he had left outside the door, turned around and disappeared into the hustle and bustle of the city.

Zhang Yu bowed in return.

The Yandan Sect is also a righteous sect. Seeing He Sanqi took the initiative to greet Zhang Yu.

Many people, either out of admiration for Zhang Yu's martial arts or the desire to make friends with him, said goodbye under the ginkgo tree before leaving.

After five or six hundred martial artists left, the Liu Mansion became peaceful again, but the bloodstains on the ground were difficult to wash away. Madam Liu and three of her direct disciples were dead, and Liu Ying and Mi Weiyi had lost too much blood, so it depended on their fate whether they could wake up.

There were footsteps outside the door.

Zhang Yu turned his head and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

The little nun ran in quickly, and under the watchful eyes of the Sun and Moon Sect members, she walked to the ginkgo tree and handed the small porcelain bottle to Zhang Yu. Perhaps because she ran too fast, her cheeks turned slightly red and her breathing was a little heavy.

"Little Master, do you have anything to give me?"

Tian Boguang stood by, holding an iron knife, and teased with a smile.

Yi Lin whispered, "You...are not injured, so there is no point in sending you away."

Zhang Yu opened the stopper and smelled a medicinal aroma. Inside was a Baiyun Bear Bile Pill.

"Your master won't blame you, will he?"

Yi Lin shook her head and said, "Master said that the disciples of Hengshan Mountain clearly distinguish between gratitude and resentment. When we meet again in the future, we should..."

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "We are still enemies, right?"

The little nun glanced at Zhang Yu and nodded. Seeing that he was covered in blood and sitting on the sword box, it seemed extremely difficult for him to move at all, but he still smiled at her. Her eyes suddenly became red.

"Donor Zhang, Yilin is leaving now. Please take care of yourself."

She clasped her hands together, bowed, and hurriedly turned to leave. But as soon as she walked out the door, tears suddenly burst into tears.

The top of Yinfeng Tower.

The gourd of wine was almost finished.

Lan Fenghuang sat on the tiles, watching all three martial arts competitions in the courtyard. She thought to herself that Zhang Yu really had the heroic spirit to look down upon all the heroes in the world. No wonder the Saint Lady thought so highly of him and gave him a sword box and...love.

Of course, the latter part was just her guess.

"you lose."

"What does Fairy Sister want?"

"Those two little guys up your sleeves."

When Lan Fenghuang heard that the other party wanted her Xiaoqing and Xiaobai, her face suddenly changed. She was about to stand up to resist, but the other party grabbed her vital point and locked her true energy. She was immediately unable to move. Even the two little snakes in her sleeves that were originally baring their fangs and claws shrank back in fear.

"I'm willing to admit defeat!"

The oriental girl glanced at her coldly, stretched out her hands, and pulled out two small snakes from Lan Fenghuang's sleeves, one green and one white, as thick as chopsticks, about a foot long, and as crystal clear as jade.

"Chichi~"

The green snake was timid and cowered, trembling in the oriental girl's hands.

The white snake opened its little mouth, revealing two sharp fangs, and pretended to bite the palm of the hand, but it did not dare to actually do so.

Lan Fenghuang knelt down and begged, "This is the Five Immortals Sect's sacred favor. I really can't give it to anyone else. Apart from them, you can have anything else you want."

The oriental girl ignored her and just played with the two little things in her hands. When they moved, they looked like two hairbands of different colors, and when they were still, they looked like straight hairpins. The colors were bright and very beautiful.

"Twin singing snakes, born from the same egg, thousands of miles apart, can still communicate with each other and find each other?"

When Lan Fenghuang heard her reveal the origin of the two snakes, she felt discouraged. The other party did not act on impulse, but had planned it long ago, and she just happened to bump into them.

"What bad luck! If I had known someone was targeting Xiaoqing and Xiaobai, I would have returned to Yunnan."

The more Lan Fenghuang thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She was so anxious that tears streamed down her face. Seeing that there was no hope of getting the twin singing snakes back, she was afraid that she would do something irrational, so she wanted to get up and leave, find a place where no one was around, and have a good cry.

"I'll use them for three years. When I'm done, I'll return them to you!"

"Sister Fairy, are you serious?"

The oriental girl laughed and said, "Do I have to lie to you?"

Lan Fenghuang cried with joy and shook her head quickly.

　The plot of Southland is almost over, and it is expected to have tens of thousands of words. In general, the stories I wanted to write have been written, but the plot of Fujian is too controversial and ended abruptly. Another point is that, unlike the story of retiring from the underworld, the protagonist of Fuwei Escort Agency is destined to be a spectator. He has no logic to change the fate of Lin Zhennan's family. As for the wealth, there will be an explanation later.

　　The title of the volume, "High Gorges and Calm Lakes," was originally a phrase of encouragement to myself during my study period. It is used here to show that after this trip to the south, Zhang Yu will truly have his own name in the martial arts world, and he will be well-known. [I have already thought of a nickname, you can guess if you are interested]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)