Chapter 331: Battle of the Heroes
Chapter 331: Battle of the Heroes (Part )
"Shimei, do you believe me now? He is not a good person!"
The Righteousness League is a martial arts force that has risen in recent decades. It lacks foundation and qualifications. In addition, the league has not yet produced a world-famous master. In terms of status, it cannot sit in the hall with the Huashan Sect and the Qingcheng Sect, which are centuries-old sects. Seats are only arranged in the courtyard.
As for Guajian Villa, it was even worse. They didn’t even receive an invitation.
The third son of the Fu family insisted on taking advantage of the invitation from the Righteous Alliance to come to the Southern Kingdom to broaden his horizons, but he didn't gain much knowledge and instead got very angry.
"Luckily we broke up early beside the Xiang River, otherwise both you and I would have been harmed by this thief!"
After the slap, the girl with the sword quickly recognized Zhang Liyu. She didn't say anything, but looked at the two people fighting in the courtyard, letting the third young master of Guajian Villa chatter in her ear.
"How stupid! You actually competed with Master Lu in internal strength and palm techniques. This is like showing off your sword in front of Guan Gong..."
Lu Bai and Yue Buqun are of the same generation, both are masters who became famous very early. Although Guajian Villa is far away from Guanzhong, he often hears about the deeds of the Thirteen Guardians of Songshan. Naturally, the Third Master Fu does not think that this pretty boy, who is younger than himself, can last long under Lu Bai.
Fu Xiaojie smiled proudly and said, "What kind of person is Hero Lu? He is the second best protector of Songshan Mountain, nicknamed 'Crane Hand'. Under his palm, the sea of clouds churns, and he can break armor and crack rocks. It is easy for him to deal with the evil cult members!"
He glanced at the girl with the sword and continued.
"But in the final analysis, they are all common people. They live today and die tomorrow. They only know how to fight and kill, chop necks and lungs. How is it different from cockfighting? It's nothing more than showing off one's courage and anger."
"That eunuch Qin said it well. He wears a royal seal, has a wife and children, is an official in the imperial court, and governs the people for the emperor. That's what a real good man is!"
……
Qiu Daqi had a good temper, but he was really fed up with what he heard. He sighed deeply, turned around and looked at Fu Xiaojie, and said coldly: "Can you say less!"
"I…"
Fu Xiaojie stood there with his mouth open. It was clearly June, but he could only feel snowflakes floating in the sky. His heart was chilled. The girl he had engaged to was actually so inclined towards an outsider, and a cultist at that.
Is there any reason?
Is there any royal law?
He looked at Lu Bai's back in the courtyard, hoping that Master Lu would kill the evil cult villain as soon as possible to verify his words.
Hero Lu was very regretful at this time!
Among the top leaders of Songshan Sect, the Second Protector nominally holds a high position, but because he is deep-minded and shirks his responsibilities, he is far less valued than Fei Bin. As for the Changjian Hall, the most elite branch of Songshan Sect, Senior Brother Zuo only trusts the Third Protector to lead it.
"This kid actually has such a profound inner strength! Could he be a demon from the evil sect who has the ability to maintain his youthful appearance?"
The moment the "Crane Attack" was broken, Lu Bai was already frightened. He attacked Zhang Liyu originally to pick the weakest one to deal with, so as to leave Qu Yang to Junior Brother Fei.
One for Fei Bin and one for Lu Bai.
When he returned to Songshan to report on his work, Senior Brother Zuo could not blame him for being lazy.
Unexpectedly, it looks like cotton, but it actually contains iron!
"I have heard of the fame of the Immortal Crane Hand. I also have some experience with palm techniques. I hope Mr. Lu will be generous in teaching me a thing or two!"
Zhang Yu locked Lu Bai's left hand tightly, smiled gently, and stared at the bald man in front of him.
He breathed in and out day and night, honing his internal strength. Now, he has accumulated half a pool of golden lotus, read through the Five Mountains sword techniques, and practiced the Dragon Catching and Acupoint Pressing Techniques, the Flying Cloud Magic Skills, and the Scorpion Tail Golden Needle. He has already made great achievements in internal strength, sword techniques, palm techniques, hidden weapons, and light skills.
Today we can say that a lot of accumulation is leading to a great release!
"Three years of hard training went unnoticed, but one day of action shocked the world!"
Two powerful true energies confronted each other. A strong wind blew past, and golden petals fell from the two ginkgo trees in the courtyard, flying in the sky like butterflies. The heroes were shocked. The Demon Cult was really full of heroes. This boy was only in his early twenties, but he could compete with Lu Bai in internal strength and not lose.
"In just half a year, this beast's internal strength has increased so rapidly!"
Yue Buqun stood on the steps with a complicated look in his eyes.
After he fell from the Innate Realm, his strength declined, and now he is probably not much better than Lu Bai. Thinking that this man is so young, but has the opportunity to reach such a level of martial arts, it is undoubtedly only a matter of time before he enters the Innate Realm, and he may even have a glimpse of the threshold of the Grand Master. He can't help but feel jealous.
He glanced at Linghu Chong beside him and saw him nodding from time to time with appreciation and admiration on his face. He knew that his eldest disciple had fallen into his old habit again. He did not care about their positions. As long as they had similar personalities, he would make friends with people from unconventional sects and even the devil's cult, and treat them as friends and brothers.
Mr. Yue cursed in his heart: "No matter how powerful your internal strength is, how can you deal with so many masters! You deserve to die for not cherishing your good fortune!"
Zhang Yu pressed on step by step, deliberately provoking him.
"Mr. Lu, is this all your internal strength is? Hahaha..."
Lu Bai was so embarrassed that he let the younger generation of the Demon Sect bully him to this extent in front of all the heroes in the martial arts world. If he couldn't fight back and the news got out, he would no longer have the face to survive in the martial arts world, and his status in Senior Brother Zuo's heart would also be lowered again and again.
"Humph! How arrogant of a little thief."
He took half a step forward, stimulated his Dantian, and poured his true energy into his left arm frantically, wanting to fight Zhang Yu with all his strength. At the same time, his right palm kept attacking, and the palm shadow was like a dream, changing in many ways, attacking the eyes, ears, temples, throat and other vital parts.
"Crane Wings and Feathers!"
……
The "Immortal Crane Palm" that Lu Bai learned was left by a predecessor of the Songshan School.
When the master was practicing swordplay at the top of the clouds, he often saw yellow cranes circling around. By observing the shapes of the cranes, he created this set of palm techniques, which consists of nineteen moves in total and incorporates the sword's intent. It looks light and graceful, but is actually fraught with danger.
"The flying crane startled the snake!"
"Crane flying in the clouds!"
……
Lu Bai performed the 19-style Crane Palm technique one by one, but they were all resolved by Zhang Yu.
Taoist Tianmen chuckled and said, "No wonder this thief dared to fight Lu Bai with his bare hands. It seems that palm techniques are his best skill."
Pan Hou nodded and said, "He has ulterior motives! From the beginning, he provoked Mr. Lu to fight alone. It turns out that he was waiting here. Mr. Lu is of such status that it is not appropriate for him to be the first to draw his sword against a young man."
Xia Lao Boxer from the Liuhe Society laughed and said, "Unfortunately, Lu Bai still fell into the trap!"
Most of the martial artists on the field could only see the afterimages fluttering between the two people. Only Fei Bin, Tianmen Taoist, Yue Buqun, He Sanqi, Pan Hou, Xiao Xiaoxiao, Old Boxer Xia and other acquired masters could see the trajectory, and they were all secretly surprised.
In the courtyard, the leaves of the two ginkgo trees have almost fallen off.
The two fought for more than fifty rounds, and Lu Bai became more and more confused. The opponent clearly had enough strength to deal with his Crane Palm, but he kept on passively defending. It was really unreasonable.
"His palm power, speed, and changes are all superior to mine, but he defends instead of attacking. What on earth is he trying to do?"
At this time, Zhang Yu's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile of success.
"not good!"
Lu Bai's heart was pounding. He couldn't do two things at once. He was busy using his right palm to perform the Crane Palm Technique, but he ignored his left arm, which was still competing with his internal strength. He just instinctively input his internal strength...
"How could this be?"
Lu Bai found that his internal energy was completely absorbed by the opponent like a drop in the ocean. Now it was out of control, and the true energy was continuously drained from the pill...
"Star Absorbing Technique? Could it be that he is the successor of Ren Woxing?"
He instinctively thought of the previous leader of the Demon Cult who had disappeared from the world for more than ten years.
"This can't go on like this!"
Unable to break free, Lu Bai could only raise his right palm and strike Zhang Yu in the face, trying to force him away. However, he had previously used all his strength to perform the Crane Palm, but it did not pose much threat to Zhang Yu. Now that his internal energy was half exhausted and his mind was lost, how powerful could this palm be?
Zhang Yu sneered, "Mr. Lu, your palm technique is not fast enough, and it's not fierce enough!"
Qinglong explores its claws!
As he spoke, he used the Dragon Catching and Acupuncture Point-pressing Hand Technique to instantly break the power of the Immortal Crane Palm Technique. He then locked Lu Bai's right hand and activated the North Sea Divine Art, absorbing the remaining half of his internal force at double the speed.
"Junior Brother Fei, save me!"
The internal force in Dantian burst out like a flood.
At this critical moment, Lu Bai could only put aside his pride, admit defeat in front of five or six hundred people from the martial arts world, and shout for help to Fei Bin.
All the heroes of the martial arts world and the people from Songshan in the courtyard were extremely shocked. No one had expected that Lu Bai, the long-famous Crane Hand, would be defeated by a young man from the Demon Sect, and lost so cleanly and neatly, without having the upper hand at all from beginning to end.
"If this boy is not eliminated, in time, I'm afraid he will become another Dongfang Bubai!"
All the people in the martial arts world who have a deep hatred for the Sun Moon Sect are afraid of him. Over the years, Dongfang Bubai has been like the sun in the sky, with unparalleled martial arts and overwhelming power. Almost no one dares to challenge him and can only wait for the sun to set. Can the righteous martial arts world withstand the scorching heat of two suns?
"An dare, thief!"
Fei Bin roared, drew out his sword, and stabbed Zhang Yu straight in the back.
"when!"
The clanging of swords.
The one who made the move was the short and fat man. He flashed the green sword in his hand, took two steps diagonally, his sleeves fluttering, and slashed the sword upwards, deflecting the long sword that was intended for a sneak attack and blocking the man in red shirt in front of him.
"Bullying the weak with the strong is already shameless. Will the Songshan Sect also use their numbers to bully the few and attack from behind?"
Fei Bin took two steps back, his hands trembling slightly, glaring angrily.
"Liu Zhengfeng, you are so bold!"
Everyone looked sideways. From the beginning of today, the Songshan Sect had been pressing forward step by step, wantonly killing Liu Zhengfeng's wife and disciples, and threatening to harm his children. He had been retreating again and again. If Zhang Yu had not jumped out halfway, he would have committed suicide by drawing his sword.
At this time, Liu Zhengfeng used a move called "Wild Geese Returning to the South Sky" to force back the Great Songyang Hand. It seemed that the famous Mr. Liu San, whose sword shone in all directions, was back.
Liu Zhengfeng shook his head and said, "We agreed to fight alone, and no one else can interfere. Even a three-year-old child knows this kind of Jianghu rule, but the Songshan Sect doesn't know it?"
Fei Bin sneered, "Are you really determined to join the Demon Cult?"
Liu Zhengfeng sighed softly, "If you don't have to follow the rules when dealing with the Demon Sect, then what's the difference between good and evil?"
The people present had different thoughts when they heard this.
Some people secretly agree with it.
Some people even show disdain on their faces.
There were also those who refuted it face to face.
Yue Buqun stood on the steps and saw this and tried to persuade them: "Brother Liu, you are so confused! How can we talk about the code of conduct when dealing with the evil sect members? Talking to them about the rules is like trying to get the skin of a tiger, and it will only tie your own hands and feet. You should get out of the way quickly, otherwise you will become a traitor to the righteous path who helps the evil!"
"Master Yue is right. We really can't be too pedantic when dealing with people from the Demon Sect."
Taoist Tianmen nodded slightly. His mentor Yuxuanzi, who was over 70 years old, had always been pure and respected. But he trusted the female elder of the evil sect too easily and thought that he had finally found true love. As a result, he gave away his 70-year-old virtuous body, all his skills, the sect's secret manuals, and even his head.
Fei Bin held the sword in hand and walked to Liu Qing's side, pressing the sword against her throat: "Liu Zhengfeng, if you don't get out of the way, I'm going to kill your daughter!"
"Bah! Kill me if you want. If I frown even a little, I'm not the daughter of the Liu family!"
Liu Qing was held captive by two disciples of the Songshan Sect, with a long sword across his neck, but he showed no fear at all, with only endless hatred in his eyes. Within half a day, the Liu family was destroyed, the Songshan Sect killed people at will, and the five or six hundred people from the martial arts world who came to visit did not say a word.
"You have murdered innocent people and stood by them without helping them. You are unworthy of being called the righteous. You are worse than the evil sect!"
"Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and seek revenge from the Songshan Sect..."
Master Dingyi chanted "Amitabha" again, with a look of shame on her face.
There are many people like her.
Only then did they remember that they were guests invited by Liu Zhengfeng and had been treated to fine wine and delicious food for several days. Now that the host family was in this state, although they could not stand up to protect them due to the distinction between good and evil, they still felt a little guilty.
"Shut up, you damn girl!"
Wan Daping raised his hands and slapped Liu Qing twice. Liu Qing's originally handsome face became red and swollen instantly, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. What he said became unclear.
Liu Zhengfeng's teeth were bleeding when he saw his beloved daughter being bullied.
Wan Taiping kicked Liu Qin's back again and asked viciously, "Is your sister right?"
Liu Qin was shocked, like a hound that had received an order: "No! She is talking nonsense, not distinguishing right from wrong, friend from foe, she is slandering all the heroes of Songshan. Uncle Fei is clearly here to help my father correct his mistakes, to teach him not to harm the justice of the martial arts world for his own selfishness..."
"Little beast, have you read the book into the dog's stomach?"
Liu Zhengfeng cursed angrily, but Liu Qin seemed not to hear him and continued to curse, even quoting the great principles he had learned from books. He sighed deeply, and the sword in his hand fell down weakly again.
Fei Bin sneered and was about to take action when he heard a voice coming from the other side.
"Catch him!"
The outcome is decided!
Lu Bai seemed to have all the bones in his body extracted, and he had no strength left. Zhang Yu threw it to Tian Boguang, and an iron knife was instantly placed on the neck of the Second Protector of Songshan. He looked at Zhang Yu with a dull look, but could not utter a word.
Fei Bin asked hurriedly: "What did you do to Senior Brother Lu!"
The Thirteen Guardians have already lost their Yin-Yang Hands and Nine-Curve Sword, but that was only a physical pain. If they lost a long-established master like Lu Bai, it would shake the foundation and greatly undermine the prestige of the Songshan School in the martial arts world.
"If they touch Liu's family, you will blame Lu Bai."
Zhang Yu glanced at Fei Bin, Wan Daping, and the strong-willed woman behind them, and spoke to Tian Boguang in a slow and steady voice, but everyone present could hear it. Liu Zhengfeng was surprised, as if this young man had found a way out of the originally fatal situation.
He showed up with a "slap", provoking Lu Bai, who had the highest status but was weaker, to fight alone, and in a very short time, he captured the other party and took him hostage.
It may seem ordinary, but in fact every step is calculated and needs to be supported by strength that is totally inconsistent with one's age.
Tian Boguang grabbed Lu Bai by the collar and laughed, "Master, don't worry. I am the best at torture. If they slap Miss Liu, I will chop Mr. Lu twice. If Miss Liu loses a hair, I will... Oh, Mr. Lu is bald, then I will cut off one of his fingers. When doing business, Tian always trades fairly and never on credit."
The people from Songshan Sect looked at each other in bewilderment. Now that Uncle Lu had fallen into the hands of the other party, it seemed that the few hostages on their side were suddenly not that useful.
Wan Daping whispered, "Uncle Fei, what should we do?"
Fei Bin cursed: "Lu Bai is incompetent and extremely stupid. He ruined the good situation just like that."
Wan Daping said unwillingly: "Are we really going to let him go? If all our efforts are in vain, then... "
"do not talk!"
Fei Bin was silent for a moment, his eyes gradually became fierce, and he had made up his mind.
"You only captured Senior Brother Lu. Liu Zhengfeng's children, disciples, and... five others are in our hands. Do you think you can threaten me?"
Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "The Great Songyang Hand is a master at settling accounts. It seems that you are going to abandon Mr. Lu?"
"Humph, with so many martial arts heroes here, if you kill Senior Brother Lu, the four of you won't be able to get away with half your lives."
Lu Bai looked at Fei Bin, the corners of his mouth twitching constantly. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Fei Bin raised his sword and ordered: "Disciples of Songshan, listen up, set up the 'Fengchantai' sword formation, and kill the demon disciples! Rescue your Uncle Lu..."
More than two hundred disciples of the Changjian Hall of the Songshan Sect immediately took action.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
They were arranged in three layers, and the number of people doubled from the inside to the outside, surrounding the place densely.
"Kill! Kill!"
The long sword pointed inward, flashing a cold light, making people feel like they were being stabbed in the back.
"kill!"
Four people and a half-disabled Lu Bai were surrounded in the middle.
"Mr. Fei is so cruel that he doesn't even care about his own brother."
Zhang Yu laughed loudly, took out a flare from his arms, and a white light shot into the air.
Explosion.
Nearly a thousand people present looked up and saw the fireworks in the daytime, cold and solemn.
Outside the gate of Liu's house, there was a sudden sound of dense footsteps...
(End of this chapter)