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Chapter 271 Rakshasa Cult
Street fights were not uncommon in the martial arts-loving Zhou Dynasty.

When they got angry, blood splattered all over the place, turning the place into a scene of execution at Caishikou. It was actually nothing uncommon.

But in the capital, the situation is definitely different.

Those who can cause trouble on the streets are often people with a certain background, and even such people will still be punished by the Yulin Guards if they do something excessive.

So when Qin Lang agreed to try his skills with Liu Tianba, the atmosphere on the scene became somewhat serious.

"Violet..."

Su Yinping gave Gu Jin a look, and Gu Jin nodded, then disappeared like a ghost.

On the other side, Fang Buhui was also shouting at the top of his voice, driving away a number of nearby businesses and passers-by, which was a more vigorous way of clearing the area.

As a result, this section of the street, which was originally quite lively, suddenly became deserted.

However, upon hearing the news, nearby residents, whether common people or young ladies and gentlemen, who had nothing to do, all came to watch the fun as if they were watching a play, and from sparse to sparse, they formed a human fence.

After all, this is different from before. It's not some quarrel between a wealthy family, but people have brought the fight out into the open, so there's no need to worry about accidentally causing trouble. It happens to be summer now, so I can't wait to bring a small stool and eat the melon directly.

Of course, there are risks in eating spectators, and one needs to be cautious when watching the fun.

There were many martial arts masters and experienced elders in the crowd, who were directing the crowd in the front row and warning them to keep a distance from the scene. It was quite lively, and those who didn't know what was going on might have thought it was a widow getting married.

Although for such a big capital city, this is just a noisy corner.

But as one of the people being watched, Qin Lang was rather speechless. He thought it was really exaggerated. If it were a little more lively, it would be as exciting as the Tiandi Arena in Yangzhou.

Qin Lang didn't want to turn out like that.

The reason why he agreed to compete with Liu Tianba was for a very "vulgar" purpose: to get the magic weapon of the [Sanchi Pavilion] that Liu Tianba promised.

So Qin Lang just wanted to make a quick decision, so he looked at the not-so-distant place where Fang Buhui found a stick of lit incense, walked up to the princess and said with a smile:
"Miss Su, can you lend me your sword?"

"I really don't know what you have in mind..."

Su Yinping actually didn't know why Qin Lang wanted the so-called store's magic weapon so much, but this magic weapon was indeed as Liu Tianba said, one of the very few things in the world that even she might not be able to get.

After all, Qin Lang was her man, so the princess still had to pamper him. She handed the Falling Pear Knife to him and gently instructed:

"Be careful."

"Don't worry, I know it."

Qin Lang really knew what was going on. From Juxian Pavilion to Tianhe Sect, and then to the general's daughter in the capital, Qin Lang had already experienced the suppressive power of top masters. When fighting with Liu Tianba, at least he had some mental preparation and considerations.

"Captain Liu, please make your move."

Qin Lang raised the knife in his right hand. As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Tianba's whole body suddenly expanded strangely. The linen suit on his upper body was torn into pieces, revealing his terrifying muscles like tree roots entangled together. Many martial artists felt their scalps go numb, and Su Yinping frowned and whispered to Gu Jin:

"Jin'er, why is he like this? It's so disgusting."

"Um…"

Miss Jin also expressed her disgust very seriously, but most of the onlookers had solemn expressions or were shocked. It must be said that the physical strength of the master of external martial arts is really not something that ordinary people can achieve.

boom!
It happened so quickly that Liu Tianba kicked out a bunch of gravel on the ground with his right foot, and then he rushed towards Qin Lang.

So fast…

As fast as Zhu Hongling...

A master is a master. Qin Lang’s eyes were fixed on Liu Tianba, not daring to be distracted.

But what still caught him off guard was that when Liu Tianba was halfway through his rush, he suddenly spread out his arms, then suddenly turned sideways, and his two arms, like two iron whips, carried a surge of fierce air and smashed towards Qin Lang.

Hands like iron! Wrists like cotton!
Liu Tianba started to attack with great force, and Qin Lang instantly understood why the other party tacitly allowed him to use weapons, because let alone those below the Grandmaster level, even among those at the same Grandmaster level, there was probably no one in the world who could compete with Liu Tianba's physical strength.

Clang——!
Qin Lang reacted quickly. The moment the falling pear was unsheathed, he slashed horizontally. A golden blade shadow half a person's width suddenly appeared and collided with Liu Tianba, who was like an "iron top".

boom!
Countless dust and floor tile fragments rose into the sky, and a thunderous sound erupted. It was hard to imagine that this was the sound of a knife colliding with a person. The stunned onlookers knew that they were in a safe range, but they still subconsciously retreated several meters.

"Ma'am! He..."

"fine."

Miss Jin, who is usually cold and aloof, always worries about her lover more than anyone else at times like this. This is a weakness that she has never corrected from the past to the present.

On the other hand, Su Yinping was much calmer than Gu Jin:

"Qin Lang can do it, silly girl. Didn't you follow that thieving cat all the way? You should have witnessed his growth in strength with your own eyes. How can you be more worried than me?"

"..."

After hearing what the princess said, Gu Jin did calm down a bit, but his hand was still tightly grasping Su Yinping's sleeve.

Of course, Su Yinping's calmness was not entirely due to her trust in her boyfriend, but more because she had been in the capital for many years and was familiar with Liu Tianba. So she knew very well that even if Liu Tianba seemed brave but reckless on the surface, he was actually careful and meticulous in his work and handled things properly. With Su Yinping present today, even if he had ten times the courage, he would never dare to hurt Qin Lang.

Qin Lang actually felt this as well.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Qin Lang swung his sword and found that Liu Tianba's attack was not even as strong as the one Zhu Hongling had used when fighting with him. This showed that the "three-tenths of strength" Liu Tianba mentioned was really true.

Liu Tianba didn't waste any time next. He quickly got close to Qin Lang, took a horse stance, and punched him straight in the heart with his huge fist.

Faced with this "strong attack", Qin Lang did not dare, nor could he resist it with his current internal strength. He bent his waist and dodged Liu Tianba's fist. At the same time, he slashed his body with the knife three times in a row. With a few swipes, he actually forced Liu Tianba's aggressive position back several steps.

"?!"

To be honest, even though Liu Tianba had practiced martial arts for many years, he had never seen anyone wield a horizontal or vertical sword so smoothly. And after these three chops, Qin Lang did not sit there and wait for death, but took the initiative to lean over and stab, then used his left hand to strike the abdomen.

Afterwards, he used both hands at the same time. For a moment, the sword and the scabbard simultaneously emitted dazzling golden sword shadows. The fierce internal force contained in them made Liu Tianba dodge two or three times in succession. Only once was it really difficult to dodge, so he used his palm to receive it.

Laymen were just watching the excitement, but experts, especially Fang Buhui who was following Liu Tianba, were so excited that their eyes were shining.

This... When has Chief Liu ever been forced to retreat when fighting with others...?
Although it was only one-third of his strength, it was the three-thirds strength of a grandmaster. Fang Buhui believed that more than 90% of himself and his peers should have fallen to Liu Tianba's first move. How could he dare to imagine that he could force Liu Tianba to retreat a few steps?

"Good boy, you have good knife skills."

Liu Tianba also admired Qin Lang from the bottom of his heart, but he was also a little confused at the same time.

In order to verify his doubts, Liu Tianba also increased his attack speed.

Punch, tie hands, push palms, step forward and shovel feet...

Liu Tianba's punches were as powerful as the wind and his kicks were as loud as waves. Each of his seemingly nimble blows actually contained extremely terrifying power. Occasionally, the blows would even cause the nearby scenery to deform slightly when they hit the air. Wherever Qin Lang's "double swords" blocked the attack, there was a loud bang. After several rounds, the stone brick road under their feet had almost turned into mud.

"Okay, okay! As expected!"

Finally, when Liu Tianba stopped, his guess was verified:

"A single sword can also be used as a double sword method! Yin and Yang Samsara Sha, Life and Death Cold Moon Blade! Boy! What is your relationship with the Luosha Divine Cult of the Old Six Sects!"

"..."

Qin Lang was stunned and suddenly speechless.

No...

Because he was in the capital city where many talented people were hiding, Qin Lang did not use his commonly used "Sword Technique Armor", that is, the "Star-Picking Sword", so as to avoid being recognized.

But Qin Lang never expected that the "Sword Skill B" taught to him by Senior Sister Mu was actually not an unknown one. Liu Tianba mistook it for the "Cold Moon Sword" of the Luosha Cult...

Tsk…

It turns out that the various martial arts that Mu Mu taught me were all borrowed from various major sects?

(End of this chapter)