The Heavens Begin with Detective Di Renjie

Chapter 170
The simple and quiet gathering was coming to an end soon, but Hua ManLou told Shen YouZhi not to leave in a hurry.

"You stay here for the time being today, and we will go together when the decisive battle comes."

Since the friend came to Jiangnan, how could he let the friend live in another place?
What's more, the sword fight on the tide will definitely not be inferior to the top of the Forbidden City, how could Hua Manlou miss it?

"If that's the case, it's better to obey than to be respectful." Shen Youzhi accepted Huamanlou's invitation.

In fact, for him, it doesn't matter where he lives.

Anyway, Gongsun Lan is not short of money, no matter how good the inn is, they can afford it.

But since a friend has sincerely sent an invitation, of course he can't make the other party lose face.

Hua Manlou nodded slightly, and then left with Shi Xiuxue, leaving Shen Youzhi enough time to rest.

He is well aware of the danger of tomorrow's decisive battle, so he naturally hopes that his friends can maintain their spirits and participate in the decisive battle in the best condition.

"This Huamanlou is very careful in doing things." Gongsun Lan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Even with her extremely picky standards of judging people, she couldn't find any flaws in Hua Manlou's behavior.

"This is natural." Shen Youzhi agreed: "He spends much more time thinking every day than ordinary people."

Because Huamanlou's eyes can't see, he can reduce the disturbance caused by many foreign objects, and thus have more time to think.

Coupled with his already delicate mind, he is naturally comprehensive in everything he does.

Gongsun Lan nodded slightly, and then asked with concern: "How high is the martial arts of the old knife handle?"

Although the martial arts shown by Taoist Mu are already at the top level in the world, it is far from his true strength.

The decisive battle was about to begin, but her own side didn't even know the real strength of the opponent, which made Gongsun Lan feel a little uneasy.

"I don't know either." Shen Youzhi replied truthfully: "But one thing is for sure, his strength can definitely be ranked among the top three in the world."

Among the first three, Taoist Mu will take one, Shen Youzhi will take one, and the last one will be reserved for the future Ximen Chuuxue.

Right now, Ximen Chuuxue's ruthless sword is still being polished, it has not yet fully formed, and naturally it has not yet reached the stage where it can reveal its full strength.

"Then how sure are you?" Gongsun Lan's voice was a little apprehensive.

Although she is very confident in Shen Youzhi's strength, every time she confronts Shen Youzhi, the person who confronts him also has the best strength in the world, which makes her feel afraid.

"If it's just a sword fight, there's only about a [-]% chance of winning." Shen Youzhi thought for a moment, then replied: "If it's about martial arts, [-]%."

No one can say what Mu Taoist's sword skills are, because no one has really seen his sword skills.

But judging from the level of swordsmanship of his apprentice Shi He, Taoist Mu's swordsmanship realm should have reached the fourth realm of extremely hidden meaning.

Also in the fourth realm, Shen Youzhi didn't know Taoist Mu's kendo characteristics, so he could only conservatively estimate a [-]% chance of winning.

So just from the point of view of swordsmanship, there is a high probability that the two will be evenly divided.

But if all the strength is counted, then Shen Youzhi is [-]% sure that he can beat the opponent.

In addition to swordsmanship, Mu Taoist's advantage lies in his unparalleled inner strength.

Although he claims to be "No. [-] in Go, No. [-] in poetry and wine, and No. [-] in swordsmanship", what he is most confident in is actually his own internal strength.

Taoist Mu is a direct disciple of the Wudang School, and he practices the most upright and peaceful Taoist internal strength.

Although the progress of practice is not fast in the early stage, but in the later stage, the skill becomes more and more unfathomable.

A master like Taoist Mu who has practiced Taoist internal energy for nearly 50 years, his zhenqi has reached the level of "immovable as a mountain", and any external zhenqi can never shake it in the slightest.

In a pure competition of internal strength, no one can match Mu Taoist, not even Shen Youzhi.

Although Shen Youzhi cultivated both internally and externally, and the progress of internal strength practice is twice the result with half the effort, after all, the practice time is too short, and the true energy in his body is far less vigorous than that of Taoist Mu.

But he also has his own advantages, that is physical body and spiritual cultivation.

Shen Youzhi's current physical strength has reached a thousand jun ([-] catties), and he can easily match the palm strength of any master in the world by purely relying on the strength of Qi and blood.

Even if the internal strength is as deep as an old knife handle, the true energy in the body will not reach the power of a thousand junctures when it explodes with all its strength.

Moreover, he is old and frail, his physical functions have been seriously degraded, and all his strength is concentrated on his true energy.

Under the ebb and flow, not only was Shen Youzhi's inferiority in qi being made up for, but there was even room for him to overtake, making him [-]% more likely to win.

Coupled with Yiqi Juechen's spiritual cultivation, he can even temporarily interfere with the old knife's consciousness during the decisive battle, increasing the chance of winning by [-]%.

So overall, he has no less than [-]% chance of winning this battle.

After hearing Shen Youzhi's words, Gongsun Lan was relieved a lot.

She is very clear that Shen Youzhi's personality has always been to seek out the best from the best. Since he said that there is an [-]% chance of winning, the actual chance of winning will only be higher.

Time is always passing by inadvertently, the bright moon sets and rises again, and the day and night pass like this.

Eighteenth day of the eighth month, seven quarters of Xu time

It was less than a quarter of an hour before the agreed time.

Shen Youzhi, Gongsun Lan, Hua Manlou, and Shi Xiuxue were sitting quietly in the pavilion by the river, waiting for another friend to arrive.

Crash—boom—

Boom—crash——

The tens of feet high tide is surging, rushing forward like thousands of troops.

The cold moonlight even put on bright armor for this invincible army, adding a bit of chill to the chilling aura.

Countless troops composed of Jiang Chao came one after another. Amid thunderous roars, they rushed to the majestic embankment one after another, shooting piles of snow-white waves.

Under the blessing of the bright moonlight, the already pure white waves glowed with silvery brilliance, just like natural and flawless beautiful jade, bright and moving.

The whistling of the tide has already entered the ears, and the rustling autumn wind is carrying endless coldness straight to the front door, as if it wants to cooperate with the water vapor on the river surface to freeze people's hearts.

Fortunately, it is now the dead of night, so the surrounding area is not as crowded as it is during the daytime tide.

As early as several hours ago, the onlookers on the embankment had already left one after another.

Now, apart from a few people in the gazebo, there is not even a single extra person around.

At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

He neither seemed to be walking over nor floating over, but seemed to seep out from the boundless night.

Like the sweat that oozes from the skin, the sap that oozes from the trunk, is separated from the whole.

The person who came was like a part separated from the deep night, even the bright and bright light of the full moon could not illuminate him at all.

(End of this chapter)