Chapter 26 of 100

Chapter 26

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Two burly men, though their lightness skills were not lacking, each carried a huge battle axe and charged at Su Zhong with heavy steps. Wherever they passed, soil and stones flew, as if a giant was galloping. Su Zhong could actually feel the ground tremble? !

The surrounding black-robed men quietly retreated, subtly surrounding Su Zhong in the center.

"Kill!"

The two huge axes fell one after another. Such massive and heavy weapons were wielded with such agility and ease, like embroidery needles. The silver-white axe blades intertwined, forming a dense web of blades that descended upon Su Zhong.

Su Zhong stood still, his face expressionless as he watched the two men approach rapidly.

"Die!"

The two men's eyes were bloodshot, and they roared.

Clang!

The long sword in his hand suddenly thrust out, piercing through the dense web of blades. One thrust turned into two sword shadows, simultaneously piercing the throats of the two burly men.

Su Zhong stood to the side. The two men, wielding their huge axes, brushed past him and fell to the ground with a thud, sliding a long distance due to inertia. A trail of bright red blood marked their path.

"Take this!"

Suddenly, a barrage of hidden weapons shot from all directions.

The black-robed men surrounding Su Zhong, as if receiving a command simultaneously, all shot their hidden weapons at Su Zhong. As the two axe-wielding men engaged Su Zhong, they had already launched their various hidden weapons. They didn't care about the lives of the two burly men at all? ! How ruthless!

Su Zhong's long sword danced, and countless green light points appeared around his body, like star sand. These were formed by the rapid thrusts of the tip of Su Zhong's sword.

Clank, clank, clank...

Whether it was flying knives, coins, or fine needles, they were all blocked by the star sand.

The twelve black-robed men surrounding Su Zhong changed their expressions drastically. They dared not stop their hidden weapons. It wasn't that they didn't want to stop, but they couldn't. They were locked by Su Zhong's sword intent, and if they stopped attacking, they would immediately face Su Zhong's counterattack.

But hidden weapons were limited, and within a few breaths, they were all fired.

Su Zhong stood in the center, holding his sword. Around him, the ground was littered with various hidden weapons, blue light and black gas entwined, clearly indicating that these weapons were poisoned. They didn't need to hit vital points; just a scratch would be fatal.

Even the usually indifferent Su Zhong couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. His own sword skills were high, and ordinary hidden weapons couldn't harm him. But his mother, Lin Shi, couldn't withstand such a dense barrage of hidden weapons. Su Zhong's killing intent rose!

The twelve black-robed men suddenly felt a chill, their faces changing. They knew Su Zhong had decided to kill. They were ruthless killers in the martial world, and this killing intent only made them more ferocious!

"Attack together! Chop him to death!"

Someone shouted, and everyone picked up their weapons and charged at Su Zhong.

Su Zhong held his long sword in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and stood there. He took a deep breath, and pure internal energy flowed rapidly within him. His eyes suddenly opened, and he shouted in his heart, "One Qi Transforms into Three Purities!"

The green long sword in his hand suddenly exploded, and twelve green sword shadows, like a peacock spreading its feathers, shot in all directions. The dazzling green light radiated from Su Zhong, forcing everyone to close their eyes.

The faces of the twelve black-robed men changed drastically, their eyes instantly filled with green light, unable to see anything else.

Thud!

A strange sound, and the twelve charging black-robed men suddenly froze in place. Blood spurted out simultaneously, but there was only one sound? !

The distant firelight suddenly brightened, illuminating the area where Su Zhong stood.

A faint blood mist enveloped Su Zhong, and twelve people lay in a circle around him. Su Zhong stood quietly in the circle of corpses, expressionless, like a god of death, making people shudder!

The Huashan Sect disciples, though they traveled the martial world, had never seen such a bizarre atmosphere. They all shivered and instinctively huddled together, as if this would give them a sense of security.

Yue Buqun stared intently at Su Zhong in the center.

As if noticing his gaze, Su Zhong turned and looked at him. Yue Buqun's heart skipped a beat. Even as the great master of Huashan Sect, he was still startled by Su Zhong's cold eyes.

"Brother? ! Is... is that our Huashan's 'One Qi Transforms into Three Purities'?" Ning Zhongze's face turned pale, shocked.

"Not entirely, but it's clearly a sword technique inspired by 'One Qi Transforms into Three Purities'." Yue Buqun's expression was serious.

"But the highest realm of 'One Qi Transforms into Three Purities' is to create three figures, right? ! How did he... how did he create twelve?" Ning Zhongze stammered. This legendary sword technique of Huashan Sect was used so effortlessly by Su Zhong. How could she not be surprised, even feeling a faint anger, as if her own things were being taken away.

Yue Buqun also felt uncomfortable. Even though he had obtained the lost sword techniques of Huashan Sect from Sigu Cliff, no one in Huashan, except Feng Qingyang, could use such advanced techniques. Even the sword experts of the Sword Sect, like Feng Buping, couldn't perform such high-level sword skills.

Thinking of Feng Qingyang, Yue Buqun suddenly felt relieved. He turned and patted Ning Zhongze, who had a responsible look on her face, and said, "Sister. Uncle Feng said this person is a martial genius that appears once in a hundred years. He is obsessed with martial arts, so it's reasonable for him to achieve such heights. Moreover, if we study Huashan sword techniques well, we will eventually reach this level."

Ning Zhongze, a heroine among women, quickly calmed down after the initial shock. Hearing Yue Buqun's comforting words, she felt a surge of courage. Indeed, if her sword skills were inferior, she could just practice more. Thinking this, she turned to comfort the panicked Huashan disciples.

...

"Xiao Linzi, is this your family's 'Thirteen Deadly Swords'? It's so powerful!" Yue Lingshan nudged Lin Pingzhi's stomach with her elbow, her eyes filled with excitement.

"No, this is the 'Twelve Deadly Swords'." Lin Pingzhi said, suppressing his excitement.

"Is it different? Why is one sword missing?" Yue Lingshan turned to look at Lin Pingzhi, her face full of confusion.

Lin Pingzhi gripped his long sword, thinking of the day he could also have such sword skills, he was overwhelmed with excitement. It wasn't until Yue Lingshan tugged at his clothes several times that he reacted.

"Big Brother said everyone has their own 'Thirteen Deadly Swords.' The twelve swords are the foundation. Master them, and you can achieve innate. The rest depends on your own cultivation." Lin Pingzhi said.

Yue Lingshan's face was filled with longing. "Really? The Twelve Deadly Swords are already so powerful. I really want to see what the thirteenth sword looks like."

...

Su Zhong was about to join the others when he suddenly felt a chill behind him. His heart skipped a beat.

Not good! Someone is attacking from behind!

He swung his sword backward and lunged forward.

Clang!

Su Zhong felt as if his sword had struck a rock made of gold and iron. A huge force hit his back, and he flew forward like a kite with a broken string.

He tapped the ground with his toes, thud, thud, thud! The ground exploded like a blooming lotus. After several taps to dissipate the force, he finally transferred the accumulated force into the ground. His lightness skills were already excellent, and he used the force to his advantage, quickly increasing the distance between him and the attacker. The attacker, after one strike, did not pursue and stood watching Su Zhong.

Su Zhong quickly turned to see a tall man in yellow standing like an iron tower. The man had a stern face and a commanding presence. His eyes were sharp like an eagle's, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Zuo Lengshan." Su Zhong said coldly, enunciating each word.

"Lin Yang." Zuo Lengshan looked at Su Yang indifferently, nodding slightly in surprise. "Your reaction is quite fast, to be able to sense my attack."

Su Zhong slowly adjusted his internal energy, calming his agitated blood, and held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, coldly staring at Zuo Lengshan.

Zuo Lengshan raised an eyebrow, a mocking smile on his lips, and pointed at the black-robed men on the ground. "What, do you think I'm like those useless men, or is the reputation of the young genius with the deadly sword clouding your judgment? To dare draw your sword at me?!"

Su Zhong stood still, unmoved. From just one exchange, he knew Zuo Lengshan was stronger than him.

Great Perfection of Innate!

Zuo Lengshan was definitely a Great Perfection of Innate, having fully connected the eight extraordinary meridians. Su Zhong had encountered his greatest enemy in life.

Yue Buqun recognized Zuo Lengshan's face and was shocked. However, he maintained his composure, bowed, and said with a gentle smile, "Zuo Leader, why are you here in the middle of the night instead of enjoying your blessings on Mount Song?"

Zuo Lengshan smiled indifferently. "Yue Brother, let's not beat around the bush. Hand over the 'Evil-Exorcising Sword Manual,' disable your martial arts, and I will spare your Huashan Sect. If you refuse, I will kill your disciples and daughter first, then your wife and friends, and everyone on this ship, and finally, you!"

As he spoke, the surrounding trees rustled, and seven or eight people jumped down. All wearing yellow, they were clearly Shaolin disciples. They moved to surround the Huashan Sect members.

"The Thirteen Protectors of Shaolin!" Yue Buqun could no longer maintain his composure. His face was ashen, filled with resentment.

Ning Zhongze was furious, her face red with anger. "Zuo Lengshan, as the leader of the Five Mountains, you actually bring your disciples to attack our Huashan Sect. What is your reasoning?!"

Zuo Lengshan's face was like iron, and he looked at Ning Zhongze mockingly. "Ning Heroine, are you confused? When has the martial world ever talked about reason? We have always talked about strength."

"You... wolfish ambition!" Ning Zhongze pointed at Zuo Lengshan, her hand trembling with anger.

"Rubbish Five Mountains leader..."

"Shameless..."

Zuo Lengshan's heart was as hard as iron, and he ignored the insults from the Huashan Sect members, his eyes fixed on Yue Buqun. "Yue Brother, what do you think?"

Su Zhong's body was slightly bent, like a long bow ready to release.

Snap!

The long sword shot out like an arrow, a flash of green sword light in the night sky. In the blink of an eye, the sword tip was in front of Zuo Lengshan.

Zuo Lengshan sneered. "I've been waiting for you!"

He swung his broadsword downward, a faint blue light cutting through the firelight by the river.

Clang!

The sword blade struck the sword tip. The huge force immediately sent Su Zhong flying.

"Great Perfection of Innate is indeed powerful!" A sense of agitation slowly rose in Su Zhong's heart.

Since he entered the martial world, he had been in countless battles, but he had never encountered a worthy opponent. His duel with Feng Qingyang was more of a practice.

Now, facing Zuo Lengshan, Su Zhong finally felt the overwhelming power. But Su Zhong felt no fear; instead, he felt a long-lost excitement. It was like the first time he touched martial arts, the first time he successfully deduced the first basic fist technique, the first time he cultivated internal energy.

The initial thrill made his long-dormant heart suddenly come alive. A hint of life seemed to flow through his cold internal energy, invigorating his entire body.

This was the true essence of martial arts! Combat! Selfless combat! Facing an absolute situation, abandoning everything to fight!

Su Zhong's eyes widened, and the usually cold eyes were now filled with passion!

"Ha!"

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