Chapter 52: Lest the Hundred Fists Come

"Choke!" As thoughts flashed like lightning through people's minds, the Broken Yue Sword had already flown towards Wu Jianchen's chest.

Wu Jianchen waved his right hand, and a cold light suddenly flashed, accurately chopping at the side of the Broken Yue Sword.

Theoretically, a flying sword has no point of leverage, so it should have changed form or retreated with this chop.

But Wu Jianchen was horrified to discover that this chop was like chopping a mountain; he couldn't move it at all. The sword light only deviated slightly and continued to sweep towards his ribs.

Shen Tang's voice drifted leisurely: "Although Broken Yue is only fifth-grade, its momentum is deep and condensed, thick and heavy like a mountain. Sect Master Wu must not be careless; injuring yourself here might not look good..."

Sheng Yuan Yao's expression was a little strange.

This is clearly the result of your own power enhancement; what does it have to do with the sword? So, are you fighting or promoting your flying sword?

Wu Jianchen misjudged for a moment, and his body flashed, already ten zhang away. The Broken Yue Sword followed like a shadow, continuing to chase and attack.

Only then did Wu Jianchen have the opportunity to condense his power. The treasure sword in his hand bloomed with brilliant divine light, fiercely chopping at the tip of Broken Yue.

"Swish!" The Broken Yue Sword light divided into two, circling flexibly to the left and right, entwining like spirit snakes.

What ghost is thick and heavy like a mountain? This sword is clearly a flexible type!

Wu Jianchen misjudged again, and in a sorry state, he flashed his body once more, wanting to avoid it. The sound of wind suddenly rose behind his ear, and a cry of exclamation came from his attendants below: "Sect Master, be careful behind you!"

There was no need to remind him; Wu Jianchen had already sensed something unusual and flashed his body for the third time.

But this time, his flash directly collided with a surge of sword qi, causing severe pain in his shoulder blade.

Turning around to look, Shen Tang had already left her wheelchair at some unknown time, flying up behind him and using her finger as a sword to poke at the path he had flashed away from, as if he had intentionally crashed his shoulder blade onto her finger-sword.

What kind of prediction was this!

Looking at the icy cold sharpness in Shen Tang's eyes, she was simply not the same person as the lazy little woman who had been casually leaning in the wheelchair before. Wu Jianchen didn't even have time to do anything; blood splashed from his shoulder, and subconsciously, he thrust his sword back towards Shen Tang's ribs.

Shen Tang lightly and easily waved her hand to block it, using the force to leap back, and sat back into her wheelchair steadily.

Wu Jianchen fell back to the ground, staggering two steps while covering his shoulder, his gaze towards Shen Tang utterly unbelievable.

How could this woman be so strong! Her broken leg was more flexible than others' complete legs!

The gazes of everyone in the field were dull. The image of the divine female suddenly leaping up and descending like a falcon in that instant was imprinted in their hearts for a long time, and for a while, they couldn't fully comprehend it.

Not only strong, but also beautiful...

Especially when matched with her appearance sitting in a wheelchair unable to move freely at this moment, the contrast was even more stark, making her seem inexplicably three points more beautiful.

A Nuo sucked on a lollipop, muttering: "Master said, this is called beautiful, strong, and miserable, particularly eye-catching, and Sister Shen Tang has all of them. He also said that the female version of Wuqing is an actor he likes very much, but I don't understand that sentence."

Sheng Yuan Yao wanted to speak but stopped. Thinking about it, he felt that her Master also possessed all three qualities. No wonder the old lady was tricked by him and didn't get angry, and their relationship had even become good.

"Swish!" The Broken Yue Sword returned to Shen Tang's hand, restoring its ancient and simple sword form.

Shen Tang smiled slightly: "Sect Master Wu, how about our flying sword?"

Wu Jianchen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Only now did he realize – this dead woman kept talking about "appreciating the flying sword," and led his thinking to compete with this sword. However, the quality of the sword was fundamentally secondary; Shen Tang just wanted to win! As long as she won, the sword style would naturally be praised; the sword itself was fundamentally not important. In fact, that sword was very ordinary, its power matching the fifth-grade level, but that was all.

If he had seriously faced his opponent, not to mention whether he could have won against her, at least he wouldn't have been defeated within these few moves. He had been led into a trap by a female doll in her twenties!

But under the gaze of the crowd, he had already lost. As a swordsman, Wu Jianchen would not cling to a fight like that Bai Jing Tian. He only said with a stern face: "Indeed a good flying sword, and Sect Master Shen also has excellent sword art. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will come again to ask for guidance."

"Sect Master Wu is too kind," Shen Tang's beautiful eyes scanned, her gaze falling on the distant, stern-faced Vice Sect Master Wang of the East Jiang Gang and Zhen Ren Xuan He of the Ling Yun Gate. She leisurely pointed out: "I don't know what the two of you want to say about our Tian Xing Sword Sect. Why not take this opportunity to clarify everything?"

Vice Sect Master Wang and Zhen Ren Xuan He exchanged glances. No family sect would wish for a strong neighbor to rise nearby; this was very normal. But if no one instigated it, no one would cause trouble at someone else's grand ceremony, as that would mean establishing a major enmity.

They were not like Fen Xiang Lou and Cang Shan Sword Sect, who had old grudges or industry conflicts with Tian Xing Sword Sect. Their arrival was purely because they had received a hint from Yang De Chang to suppress the rise of Tian Xing Sword Sect. As long as they could make Tian Xing Sword Sect lose face in front of ten thousand people and become a joke, talking about its rise would naturally be difficult.

Now, seeing Tian Xing Sword Sect's prestige greatly increasing through these two duels, they also felt it was necessary to suppress it. Otherwise, Tian Xing Sword Sect's prestige would shake the surrounding thousand li with this battle, and the atmosphere that would follow could be guessed with one's toes. This momentum must be suppressed.

Zhen Ren Xuan He finally spoke, saying faintly: "Your sect's flying swords and pills are indeed impressive. I wonder if you have any expertise in the path of techniques?"

Shen Tang laughed: "We are a sword sect, of course, we don't research techniques."

"Poor Dao's meaning is... breaking techniques," Zhen Ren Xuan He sighed: "Additionally, please excuse Poor Dao for speaking frankly, but besides the Sect Master, is there no one else in your sect?"

This was a vicious remark. If a sect's only capable person was the Sect Master, and everyone else was useless, then naturally, they wouldn't have much face. After all, this Sect Master wasn't strong enough to suppress the world; she was just a newcomer and might not have the power of Yan Jun of Yan Luo Hall.

Shen Tang looked at Jin Ming Xiu.

The so-called Sword Front Hall was specifically responsible for external attacks. At this kind of time, Jin Ming Xiu had to step forward immediately.

Jin Ming Xiu hesitated slightly but still took a step forward: "Then let Jin lead the way and teach Zhen Ren a move."

His hesitation was seen by Lu Xing Zhou, who suddenly interrupted: "Wait a moment. What Zhen Ren said makes sense; such one or two individual fights cannot fully display the sect's momentum. How about this? After all, we are the hosts, so we'll take advantage of Zhen Ren. Our disciples will form a sword array, and Zhen Ren's disciples will use techniques to break it. We will compare both the ability to break techniques and the foundation of the array, how about that?"

Shen Tang closed her mouth.

Zhen Ren Xuan He said: "Hall Master Jin will not participate?"

"If Zhen Ren does not participate, of course, he will not either," Lu Xing Zhou said with a smile and squinted eyes: "Lu is not talented, but I will be the host of this array. Zhen Ren has no objection, right?"

Zhen Ren Xuan He glanced at him, his eyes unable to hide his contempt: "Of course not."

All the attendants Zhen Ren Xuan He brought from Ling Yun Gate were fifth or sixth grade. A seventh-grade crippled cultivator, even if he learned array formations well, the weak array heart was the biggest flaw and not worth mentioning.

Lu Xing Zhou knew his thoughts, smiled slightly, and wheeled his wheelchair to the center of the square, then suddenly said again: "Wait a moment..."

Zhen Ren Xuan He laughed: "Mr. Lu, if you are afraid, you can go back and sit down; there's no need to force yourself."

Lu Xing Zhou leisurely said: "That's not what I meant. I was just thinking that in individual fights, everyone can still exercise restraint, but if we use array formations, the formations are merciless, and the power might not be controllable. What if there are casualties?"

Zhen He Zhen Ren laughed heartily and waved his hand: "Rely on fate."

Lu Xing Zhou cupped his hands: "Zhen Ren is broad-minded, then let's begin."

Shen Tang quickly signaled to Tang Yun Zhong and others nearby. Tang Yun Zhong quickly led three disciples to surround Lu Xing Zhou, forming a basic plum blossom array, which was also the only array formation Lu Xing Zhou had rehearsed with the disciples of Tian Xing Sword Sect these past few days.

"Just this?" The Daoist sect of Ling Yun Gate was extremely familiar with array formations. Seeing this basic array type, they couldn't help but laugh. Five Daoists were even too lazy to break the array and surprisingly rushed towards the disciples of Tian Xing Sword Sect one by one.

Among them, the one who rushed towards Lu Xing Zhou was a sixth-grade Daoist cultivator. During the process of entering the array, he had already begun to chant the incantation. By the time he reached Lu Xing Zhou, a fire dragon had already roared down, covering his head and face.

Amidst the firelight, Lu Xing Zhou's meaningful smile was vaguely visible.

"Boom!" The fire dragon completely missed its target; Lu Xing Zhou and his wheelchair had disappeared.

The Daoist cultivator looked back in horror but couldn't see any trace of anyone at all, as if he was alone in an independent dimension. He could feel the sword qi surging around him, like dragon roars.

Amidst the dragon roars, a startling thunder condensed in the void and roared straight down within the protection of the four swords.

Zhen Ren Xuan He's startled and angry shout came from the side: "Not good! That's not a plum blossom array, it's the Profound Gold Thunder Fire Through Nether Array! Come back!"

"Five thunders gather, four symbols return to one, man passes through the netherworld, sword comes out in all directions... Break!"

"Boom!" The earth fire completely erupted, the heaven thunder suddenly brightened, and the sword light pierced through the nine heavens.

The large square shook, and those with weaker cultivation were buffeted by the violent thunder and fire, staggering and falling back.

Zhen Ren Xuan He suddenly threw out a jade Ruyi, trying to rescue them with a magic treasure.

Shen Tang's voice came through: "Zhen Ren, getting involved is against the rules."

"Swish!" Sword light suddenly appeared on the high platform, several times sharper and more terrifyingly dazzling than during the previous sword duel. It rushed straight towards the jade Ruyi, decisively breaking the magic treasure's light in mid-air.

Zhen Ren Xuan He "pu" spat out a mouthful of blood and tremblingly pointed towards the high platform.

Only then did he realize that Lu Xing Zhou's earlier words were not out of fear; he intended for them to die!

Amidst the chaos, two fourth-grade guards from Fen Xiang Lou, who were originally protecting Bai Jing Tian while he healed his injuries, appeared on the high platform at some unknown time. One on the left and one on the right, they suddenly attacked Shen Tang.

Shen Tang's flying sword had just been used to intercept the jade Ruyi, making her appear to be at her weakest... Moreover, her legs were inconvenient. Actively attacking might be better, but when defending passively, she was simply a target.

Fen Xiang Lou's spies accurately seized this opportunity, wanting to heavily wound Shen Tang with one strike!

Jin Ming Xiu drew his long sword and flew forward: "Sect Master, be careful!"

Yet, he seemed to be one step too slow...

Shen Tang's lips still held a lazy smile. Both her hands shot out like lightning, accurately catching the wrists of the two attackers.

The two felt a surging and immeasurable immense force. Despite having the same level of cultivation, they simply couldn't break free for a long time.

"Swish" went a sound, and the flying sword returned, accurately grazing the throat of the attacker on the right side, causing blood to splash.

Shen Tang released her right hand, fiercely pulled with her left edge, and slammed out with her right hand, heavily striking the chest of the attacker on the left.

"Crash" went the sound of bones breaking, and that person was already reduced to a pool of mangled flesh.

Two enemies of the same level, killed with one strike!

This matter might not only be the top headline in Xia State.

It might spread to everyone, and within the cultivation world, they could all see the wind and posture of these two hidden dragons and phoenix chicks.

With that, it could spread to the Emperor, the Holy Land, as well as Yan Luo Hall.

In Yan Luo Hall.

Yuan Mu Yu was eating breakfast, and a report on today's cultivation world headlines was sent up by her subordinates.

When she saw the strange story of Lu Xing Zhou and Shen Tang, she would surely stare with wide eyes and her tongue tied, her mood complex.