Chapter 23: Hidden Intentions

Qu Ping was almost driven to the brink of fainting with anger.

The other party's strength was clearly inferior to his own! If their strength was equal, these three punches would have already knocked him to the ground. The other party had clearly used all their strength in these three punches. But he had only suffered superficial injuries!

This proved that the other party's strength was indeed not high! Far inferior to his own.

But he had suffered one defeat after another, what was the reason for this?

Qu Ping was furious, especially at the other party's words, which were like mocking a child. Yet, he had actually shed tears, making him feel even more ashamed and angry.

With a roar, the sound of a sword being drawn, the wind whistled, and as soon as he moved, it was a killing move!

Liu Yunyan inwardly exclaimed, "Not good!" Although he did not understand what was happening, from the current situation, Chu Yang's footwork was exquisite, while Qu Ping was in a state of great disorder, and was absolutely no match for the other party. This sword move placed him in an extremely dangerous position!

If he did not draw his sword, the other party would not draw theirs. Even if he suffered a few punches and kicks, given his much higher strength compared to the other party, a few hits would not be a big deal.

But once he drew his sword, the other party would also have the right to draw theirs! At that time, it would not be as simple as just taking a few punches and kicks...

Silver light flickered, sword shadows danced, Qu Ping's face was dark, full of killing intent, and he charged forward madly.

A hint of stern killing intent appeared in Chu Yang's eyes!

Although you are not a good person, you beat up Shi Qianshan, which made me feel very relieved and in a good mood. I was originally thinking of not being too harsh on you, but you actually want to kill me?

Looking for death!

Chu Yang was still unarmed, constantly moving and dodging in the sword shadows. Qu Ping's sword was like a flurry of falling petals, but not even a corner of Chu Yang's clothes was touched.

But the intense killing intent on his body grew stronger and stronger...

Qu Ping let out a loud cry, suddenly leaped up, and the sword flashed, falling from the air. It was the move "Heavenly River Inverted"!

This was a powerful killing move in the Tianwailou sword technique. Only those who had entered the ranks of warriors were qualified to practice this set of sword techniques!

Chu Yang snorted, his body suddenly moved forward instead of retreating, crouched down, and darted out close to the ground.

This was precisely the fatal flaw of the "Heavenly River Inverted" move: when the body leaps up, the lower body is left vulnerable, creating a large space!

Qu Ping's move was out, but he saw no trace of the other party in front of him. Just as he was inwardly calling out "Not good," a slight sound came from behind.

What was this sound?

Behind him, where he could not see, a sword flashed, and a chorus of gasps rose from the crowd!

Chu Yang had not drawn his sword until this critical moment, and then he drew it!

Qu Ping was still thinking when he suddenly felt a pain in his back, followed by intense pain in his left and right legs and shoulders!

Qu Ping let out a loud cry and fell from the air.

Five places on his body—his back, left and right shoulders, and left and right legs—were simultaneously gushing blood!

Except for the sword in his back, which only pierced the skin, the other four places were pierced through from back to front, creating transparent holes!

Silence!

Everyone recognized Chu Yang's move; it was just a simple "Five Plum Blossoms with a Backhand Sword"! This was the basic sword technique of Tianwailou, used to strengthen the body and build a foundation for the disciples.

But the issue was... the timing of this sword move was too perfect. Just as Qu Ping leaped up and struck with all his might, Chu Yang was behind him! Without even turning his head, he used the "Five Plum Blossoms with a Backhand Sword," each strike landing precisely like a textbook example!

Chu Yang's footwork was light and agile, giving him the advantage. Combined with his swift movements, his sword was almost silent, and the sound of the sword rubbing against the scabbard was only a slight noise. Qu Ping never expected this sound to be the sound of the sword being drawn! Moreover, at that moment, all his attention and focus were on the front, how could he have expected the enemy to suddenly appear behind him?

Qu Ping let out a loud cry, desperately twisting his body, and threw his sword backward. At that moment, he no longer wanted to win, but only to die together. The sword flashed like a streak of light, but it missed its target and flew straight into the purple bamboo forest.

No one in the crowd paid attention to where the sword flew. But Kong Jingfeng, who was enjoying the show in the purple bamboo forest and was fully focused on contemplating Chu Yang's "Jinghong Yunxue Step," did not have time to react. The sword flashed and was already in front of him.

There was a "swoosh" sound, and the sword pierced through the hem of his robe and was nailed to the ground. Kong Jingfeng stared in shock at the half-length of the shiny sword blade under his crotch, involuntarily drawing a deep breath, his eyes almost falling out, and cold sweat poured down his forehead, making his back instantly cold...

The sword was between his legs, less than an inch away from his vital area, even piercing through his underwear. The lump in his crotch shrank as much as possible, but still felt the chilling cold of the sword...

Kong Jingfeng's face turned pale, and he finally could not help but say in a low voice, "This... This is really a blessing from heaven..."

Chu Yang twisted his body, dodging the flying sword, and fully unleashed the "Jinghong Yunxue Step," rushing toward Qu Ping like lightning. His right palm suddenly turned gray and cold, carrying a bone-chilling coldness, and struck Qu Ping's back with lightning speed!

Bang! A solid strike!

With a successful hit, he spun around, and his body was already three yards away.

At the moment this palm was struck, three people in the purple bamboo forest clearly saw the cold air rising from Chu Yang's palm, their eyes widened, and their mouths opened wide, almost shouting in shock.

Qu Ping "thud" flew into the air like a ball, then fell to the ground like a lump of rotten meat, screaming in pain, his body convulsing, rolling on the ground, and sweating profusely.

While he was in the air, blood still spurted out, but the moment he landed, a layer of white frost visibly covered his body, a mysterious coldness freezing his wounds, stopping the blood flow.

Seeing Qu Ping's unbearable pain as he rolled on the ground, Liu Yunyan and the others were speechless, feeling as if they were in a dream. No one expected Chu Yang's sword to be so ruthless!

The palm strike afterward was not a big deal, but the first sword strike was equivalent to disabling Qu Ping!

A faint smile flashed across Chu Yang's face. Drawing the sword was out of necessity, but the "Jinghong Yunxue Step" and the palm strike had hidden intentions. The footwork was to dodge Qu Ping, but it was also for someone hidden to see.

The purpose of the palm strike, the coldness it contained, directly pointed to... the place where the seven yin energies converged!

The Seven Yin Absolute God Palm! It was the secret technique of Tianwailou, also the most powerful set of techniques! The main reason for the successive generations of disciples to enter the place where the seven yin energies converged was to use the extreme coldness of the seven yin to practice this Seven Yin Absolute God Palm!

Chu Yang's palm strike was not to attack Qu Ping, as Qu Ping had already lost his ability to resist. What was the point of an extra strike? The real reason was... to tell the hidden person: I am ahead of others!

As for why he was ahead... Chu Yang believed that his master Meng Chaoran would naturally take care of it. He had absolute confidence in this.

"Chu Yang, you are so cruel!" Liu Yunyan looked at Qu Ping, who was writhing in pain on the ground, his eyes twitched, and then he raised his head to look at Chu Yang, gritting his teeth and said, "You dare to use such vicious means against a fellow disciple!"

Chu Yang sneered, his sword tilted, a drop of blood slowly dripping from the tip.

Following the direction of his sword tip, it pointed directly at the unconscious Shi Qianshan!

Everyone was speechless.

Qu Ping was a fellow disciple, but wasn't Shi Qianshan also a fellow disciple? They had already used vicious means to beat Shi Qianshan into this state, and now they couldn't blame Chu Yang for being ruthless?

Chu Yang coldly laughed and said, "First, you came to the Purple Bamboo Garden to cause trouble without the master's permission; second, you beat up my people in the Purple Bamboo Garden first; third... we had already clearly stated beforehand that I was just helping Senior Brother Qu. Have you all forgotten so quickly?"

Helping...?

Looking at Qu Ping, who was bloodied and half-dead, everyone involuntarily shivered. Helping... is this how it's done?

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