Chapter 32 of 100
Chapter 32
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Su Zhong held his sword with both hands, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally upward. He was more focused than ever before, as Dongfang Bubai was the greatest enemy of his life.
When he first encountered Zuo Lengshan, the pressure was immense, but he still dared to hide his sword intent. He first used Zuo Lengshan to hone his Twelve Deadly Swords technique, then used the immense pressure from Zuo Lengshan to break through to the innate perfection stage.
However, facing Dongfang Bubai, he dared not be the slightest bit careless.
They were both at the same level of mastery, and the key to victory often lay in the details. If Su Zhong made a mistake, he would not only lose the duel but also his life!
Ren Woxing's face was dark, and he glared at Su Zhong's back with a grim expression.
He had never taken Su Zhong seriously, just as the original story said, he only admired three and a half people: Dongfang Bubai, Fang Zheng, Feng Qingyang, and half of Chongxu Daozhang.
Ren Woxing looked down on Zuo Lengshan, but was quickly defeated by Zuo Lengshan's strategy. His body was invaded by the Cold Ice True Qi, and he had to rely on others to dispel the cold force.
The young Ren Woxing was arrogant and domineering, but he was also meticulous and cautious. Being imprisoned in the dungeon for over a decade without seeing the light of day had affected his character. He remained domineering, but it was like a rootless fire, dry and lifeless.
He thought Su Zhong was a young man chasing fame and profit, and he looked down on Zuo Lengshan's martial arts. Therefore, he naturally assumed that although Su Zhong's martial arts were strong, they were nothing special.
Even though Su Zhong defeated Xiang Wentian, it still did not catch his attention. In his mind, Xiang Wentian's martial arts were just good, and could not be compared to his own.
However, Xiang Wentian rarely participated in the sect's affairs over the past decade, spending most of his time practicing. Xiang Wentian's martial arts were far superior to what they were a decade ago.
Ren Woxing underestimated Zuo Lengshan, Xiang Wentian, and even more so, Su Zhong!
At this moment, seeing Su Zhong fully unleash his sword intent, the cold and chilling sword intent made his scalp tingle and his heart ache.
How could this hateful boy's martial arts be so strong!
Su Zhong had no time to care about what Ren Woxing thought. He was highly focused, carefully observing everything around him.
A red light flashed, and a faint red shadow slipped through the air. Dongfang Bubai had already closed in!
What incredible speed!
Su Zhong tried to imagine Dongfang Bubai's speed as fast as possible. But when he truly faced him, he realized just how fast Dongfang Bubai was.
His eyes could not keep up with Dongfang Bubai's movements. He could only use his sword intent to detect and lock onto him.
The long sword in his hand quickly jabbed out, the tip of the sword meeting the tip of the needle.
Ding!
A clear, sharp sound rang out, pleasant but not melodious. The sharp sound of metal clashing pierced everyone's eardrums.
After one clash, Su Zhong took two steps back, his heart filled with shock.
What incredible power!
The light in Su Zhong's eyes grew brighter. He sensed danger, but it excited him.
In this life, he had been practicing martial arts under the pressure of danger since he was young. It was painful, but Su Zhong had already gotten used to the pressure of life and death.
He hadn't felt this kind of pressure for a long time. Su Zhong could hear his heart pounding. His blood was boiling!
Your speed is fast, but mine is not bad either!
Since the beginning of his martial arts training, Su Zhong had been practicing fast sword techniques, using the "Evil-Exorcising Sword Manual" as a template. In terms of speed, Su Zhong always aimed for Dongfang Bubai.
Now facing Dongfang Bubai, Su Zhong felt a surge of confidence.
I want to see if your "Manual of the Sunflower" is faster or if my "Twelve Deadly Swords" is faster!
The cold Bodhi True Qi rapidly circulated, and Su Zhong instantly disappeared from his spot.
Ding ding ding ding...
A series of sounds echoed throughout the small garden on Blackwood Cliff.
"Where are they?!" Ren Yingying looked at the garden with surprise and uncertainty.
She could hear the sound of the long sword and the steel needle clashing, but she couldn't see the people fighting!
All she could see were the trees and flowers in the garden exploding for no reason, but she couldn't find the source of the attack!
Even with her eyes wide open, she could only occasionally see a green or red shadow.
"Their speed is too fast, surpassing the speed of our eyes. Ordinary people can't even detect their movements!" Linghuchong, gripping his sword hilt, said in shock.
Linghuchong was naturally gifted and had a keen sense for swords. Because of this, even though he was lazy, his sword skills were far superior to those of his peers. After being enlightened by Feng Qingyang, his sword skills improved dramatically.
But compared to Su Zhong, Linghuchong felt that his ten years of martial arts practice were in vain.
Boom!
In the center of the garden, a loud explosion suddenly occurred. Visible ripples formed in the air. The flowers and grass on the ground were instantly shattered into powder by the shockwave.
Strangely, the broken grass and wood on the ground were half scorched yellow like sand, and the other half covered in ice like snow.
A red and a black figure flew out almost simultaneously.
Boom!
The black figure crashed into a rock formation, which immediately shattered. Debris flew everywhere, and gray-white dust filled the air.
The red figure flew back into the corridor, hitting a thick wooden pillar, which broke like a rotten tree, scattering into pieces. The red figure hit the wall, creating a large hole with a loud crash. Dust flew everywhere!
Ren Woxing and the others were not far from the red figure. Seeing the red figure, they knew it was Dongfang Bubai.
Although Ren Woxing was shocked by Dongfang Bubai's speed, now that Dongfang Bubai and Su Zhong were fighting, both of them were injured. This was the perfect opportunity to attack.
And with their four or five people together, how could they not defeat Dongfang Bubai?
"Take his life now! Attack!" Ren Woxing shouted, brandishing his weapon and dashing into the corridor in two steps.
Xiang Wentian whipped his soft whip in the air, creating a loud crack, and moved to charge at Dongfang Bubai.
"Despicable scoundrels, trying to take advantage of someone in distress. As long as I am here, you won't be able to sneak attack my brother Dongfang!" Child Ba Xiong, who had been silent, suddenly attacked. With a struggle of his hands and feet, the iron chains broke into several pieces.
He grabbed the iron chains and used them as short whips, creating a tight, impenetrable defense.
The long whip against the short whip, Xiang Wentian and Child Ba Xiong immediately engaged in battle.
As soon as they started, a loud,惨烈的惨叫从走廊中传来,一道黑影倒飞而出。
“东方兄弟!”
“教主!”
两人担心自己的人,眼睛瞥向走廊,手中的鞭子挥舞得更加急促。
黑影砰地一声摔在地上,仔细一看,花白的头发,一身黑衣。不正是任我行吗。
“啊!狗贼!”任我行满脸鲜血,破口大骂。他的一只眼睛血肉模糊,显然已经废了。
一边骂,一边吐血。
“爹!”任盈盈惊呼一声,连忙冲到任我行身前将其扶起。
低头一看,任盈盈眼泪顿时就流了下来。
任我行不仅眼睛瞎了,胸口还有一处明显凹陷。一个清晰的手掌印在胸口,衣服已经被烧焦变黑!像是被手掌型的烧红烙铁烙印上去的一样!
向问天软鞭猛然一挥,将童百熊逼退,迅速退到任我行身边。和令狐冲一左一右,将任我行护在身后。
“任教主。你当年传我《葵花宝典》,我明知你不安好心,却仍然忍不住修炼。起先我日夜埋怨你,但近年来我却在日夜感激你。你让我体会到了天人化生的乐趣。深恨不是女儿身啊。还是任大小姐好,天生丽质,这些年出落得越发水灵。能有令狐冲这么一个如意郎君,真是羡煞旁人。不过我和莲弟在一起也挺好。所以我要因此谢你。”东方不败一身大红衣袍,涂脂抹粉,强装扭捏让他显得诡异无比。让人看得就恐怖恶心。
将有些散乱的红袍整理好,内力震动,砰的一下将灰尘全部震掉。东方不败好整以暇地整理头发。
“不过今天我却要感谢你另一件事。《葵花宝典》真是太厉害了。我这些年在黑木崖闲居,竟然让我打通了全身小半细碎经脉。任教主,刚才那一掌威力怎么样?嗯?你的吸星大法是不是不管用了。呵呵。”东方不败一副男人嗓子,却作态娇笑。
任我行噗的吐出一口鲜血,指着东方不败却嘴唇哆嗦骂不出口。
他生平谋算无数,唯独输给了东方不败。所以他佩服东方不败。但嘴上这么说,心里却有着再次一较高下的想法。
雄心壮志,血海深仇,全都被东方不败轻飘飘的一掌终结。
原著中要不是杨莲亭身受重伤,牵动东方不败心神。三人如何能够抵得住东方不败?正面对敌,别说占据下风,能多撑几个回合就已经不错。
东方不败一本正经地恶心完任我行,收起脸上玩味,一脸严肃地看向不远处的苏重。
苏重全身落满灰白石屑,嘴角血迹殷红,显然刚才一级对拼之中受了伤。
他全身微微颤抖,这不是受伤或者恐惧。他是在兴奋。东方不败,让他看到了更进一步的方向——百脉俱通!
苏重清晰地感觉到,东方不败的劲道强横霸道。这肯定和那些细小经脉有关。只要打通全身细小经脉,做到百脉俱通。肯定能够跨入一个新的天地!
“来吧!让我们一决胜负!”苏重双手握剑,长剑剑柄提到身体右侧,剑身平放剑尖直指东方不败。
小花园内顿时刮起一阵寒风,如寒冬腊月!
“好!”东方不败大喝一声,身上红袍充了气般猛然鼓胀起来,长发飞扬,眼神锐利