Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 467 Okay, I am the Super Grandmaster Bai Feng

A pair of lanterns with big red wedding characters on them were hung in the pavilion. The dim light illuminated Chu Pingsheng's body, casting a long shadow on the ground.

Qin Ye discovered something. There was a large blood stain on the hem of Chu Pingsheng's blue shirt. It definitely was not splashed there when Tang Yu was stabbed by the sword.

"His leg...is injured!"

Li Bohua raised his sword and said, "You, Chu Pingsheng, who harmed my junior brother, will die!"

Yesterday, Ye Liuyun told them that Chu Pingsheng's lightness skill was very powerful and even very slippery. Even for him, a grandmaster, it would be difficult to break it unless he used Liuyun Sanshou regardless of the cost and formed a covering offensive. Now Chu Pingsheng's right leg was severely injured, which was equivalent to turning him into a living target. Next, facing the attack of ten people, let's see how he can avoid it.

As soon as Li Bohua made a move, the remaining five swordsmen from Dongyi City attacked at the same time. Their long swords emitted a flash of sword light and chopped down on Chu Pingsheng's head with an impenetrable force. Qin Ye followed with a loud roar, "Give me back Heng'er's life," and rushed forward with his hair and beard standing tall and his fists drawn.

He couldn't do anything to Bai Feng, the Grandmaster of Xihu, but if he could kill Chu Pingsheng, it would be considered revenge for his son.

……

Ten miles south of the city, on the crown of a paulownia tree that required two people to hug together, Bai Feng put one hand behind his back, held a staff in the other, and stabbed Wu Zhu with one sword after another.

It was neither the Frost Sword nor the Purple Gold Zhanlu Sword, but just a jade staff with low lethality. Even so, Wuzhu did not dare to confront it head-on. He was like a nimble monkey, dodging and moving on the branches, jumping left and right. At least eight out of ten moves were evasions and one was a feint. Only when he had no way to retreat would he use movements such as circle, block, swing, and block to parry the sword moves.

The main reason was that this set of sword skills, characterized by lightness and softness, left too deep a shadow on him. Once it was in Kyoto City, and once it was on the battlefield in Cangzhou. God knows why, but every time he fought he would fall into confusion and regard his opponent as Fan Xian's mother, his lady.

Bai Feng stabbed with his sword again. Wu Zhu had been driven to the edge of the tree canopy. When he was about to use the resilience of the tree trunk to bounce to the other side, he saw his opponent step down, and the branch cracked with a click. His lower body sank, and the whole person fell downwards.

On the way, Wu Zhu wanted to insert the iron rod into the trunk of the paulownia tree to temporarily buffer the momentum, but he was interrupted by the shadow of a stick chasing him above his head. For a moment, he fell into a very passive situation and could only let his body fall to the ground and hold up the rod to resist.

But just as the green bamboo stick was about to touch the iron bar, a whistling sound suddenly arose, and a sword energy with incredible destructive power split the bushes three feet away into two and rushed towards Bai Feng's body.

But the staff suddenly changed its momentum and moved outwards. A burst of true energy gushed out and the sword energy hit an invisible barrier, causing the momentum to stagnate. Bai Feng took the opportunity to turn around and avoid the sword energy's trajectory.

call out.

The sword energy that was blocked continued to move forward, cutting off a main branch of the paulownia tree that was as thick as a human leg. It fell to the ground with the rustling sound of leaves, and shook up a circle of yellow soil that spread outward.

At this time, Bai Feng also fell to the ground, and there were two more figures where the sword energy came from. The one with a gray robe, short beard, and a thin figure was Ye Liuyun, and the one with silver hair and beard, sharp eyes, and holding the sword in one arm was Si Gu Jian.

Wu Zhu took three steps back to make room for Si Gu Jian and Ye Liuyun.

He is a robot, so he naturally has no guilt feelings about fighting three against one. As long as he can achieve his goal, face? Fame? What is that?
Behind him is a sycamore branch that was cut off by sword energy, on the left is Ye Liuyun, on the right is the one-armed Si Gu Jian, and in front is Wu Zhu.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Bai Feng was laughing, and his laughter made Ye Liuyun and Si Gu Jian feel warm. Si Gu Jian was fine, as he had already teamed up with Ku He to fight against each other when they were in Shangjing City. But Ye Liuyun didn't do that. His eyes drooped slightly, his face stretched long, and the murderous aura emanating from his body also weakened.

After all, he is a grandmaster, and a peerless strong man who claims to have reached the top on his own without relying on Ye Qingmei's secret skills. But now he has fallen to the point of being three against one. To be honest, it's too cheap.

No one spoke, only hoarse laughter echoed in the venue, shaking the sycamore tree with a missing corner rustling.

Then, Bai Feng raised the green bamboo stick.

Si Gu Jian did not intend to talk to the enemy, because he was a little worried about his disciple. This was not out of deep affection between master and disciple, but because he was worried that after this battle, Dongyi City would be seriously injured and decline from then on. It would always be good for Dongyi City to keep one more ninth-rank master, so his face darkened, he drew his sword in his left hand, dust rose under his feet, and rushed forward with an indomitable and strong killing intent.

Ding!
The long sword and the green bamboo stick collided, making a crisp sound.

Ye Liuyun hesitated for a moment, then raised his sleeves lightly and thrust out both palms. The true energy that surged out of his palms took advantage of every opportunity to attack Bai Feng's body.

Wuzhu did not rush to take action. He walked around the outer circle with an iron rod in his hand, looking for the enemy's weakness.

……

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

Crackling.

In front was the crisp sound of weapons colliding, and behind was the sound of bows and arrows shattering tiles.

In the attic of the Chu Mansion's study, two dark shadows were fighting back and forth, dodging arrows shot from the other side of the street while making continuous attacks.

The long sword in Yun Zhilan's hand was filled with murderous intent, with light and shadow running across the sky, cutting horizontally and vertically, slashing, stabbing, intercepting and picking. Every move and every style was fierce and sharp, with sword beams rising up and making hissing sounds.

His opponent, Yan Xiaoyi, was in an absolute defensive position, holding a silver bow in his left hand and a short sword in his right hand. Most of the time, he used the silver bow as a shield to parry the opponent's long sword, and he seldom attacked with the short sword in his right hand. This was because Yun Zhilan's true Qi level was higher than his, and his long sword was longer than the standard long sword. His Si Gu sword technique was known for its sharpness. Ever since Yun Zhilan succeeded in sneaking away, he was forced to fight in close combat. After ten moves, he fell into a disadvantage and was suppressed.

At the same time, in the study attic, Haitang Duoduo was sitting behind a desk, holding a book with a green cover in her left hand and reading it happily. Her eyes were shining from time to time, and her right hand was placed in a small clay jar of melon seeds. From time to time, she would take out a melon seed and put it in her mouth. Click, she would skillfully pick out the melon seed kernel with the tip of her tongue and eat it, then spit out the melon seed shell. Sometimes her aim was not so good and it would get on the hem of her robe, and she would reach out and slap it off.

call out.

puff……

A stray arrow shot through the street-facing window and hit the red-painted beam, causing a strong wind to sway the candlelight on the table, and the light and shadows kept swaying on the ground. But no matter how loud the clash of bows and swords above her head was, or how much the candlelight swayed, Haitang Duoduo did not move, and continued to read as usual.

"How long are you going to stand there?"

She turned to a new page, her eyes fixed on the book, and pointed to the chair in front of her right.

Wang Xi squeezed the sword in his hand, wiped the sweat from his palms on his collar, walked to the chair opposite and sat down, but he dared only to touch the chair and not sit deep.

When he and Yun Zhilan arrived here, they discovered that there was another ninth-rank master in the attic of the study, so Yun Zhilan asked him to stop Haitang Duoduo while he went up to deal with Yan Xiaoyi.

Who would have thought that when he opened the door, he would see Haitang Duoduo sitting there reading a book, and she seemed to have no interest in fighting with him.

"Do you want to eat melon seeds?"

She pushed the wooden jar of melon seeds forward.

Wang Xi slowly loosened his grip on the hilt of the sword, his eyes dimmed, and he smiled awkwardly: "No... I don't want to eat it."

"Don't be nervous, let them fight and we'll talk about ours."

Haitang Duoduo stopped being polite, pulled the can of melon seeds back in front of her and continued to crunch the seeds.

Wang Xi was so confused that he couldn't understand what she meant. How could she still sit there and read a book when all these people came to her house? Wasn't she Chu Pingsheng's wife and the mistress of the Chu Mansion?
"Do you know what book I'm reading?"

"what book?"

Haitang Duoduo held up the book cover and showed it to him.

Wang Xi looked carefully in the candlelight and saw four big words written on the header - Thirty-Six Strategies.

“This is a military book.”

"Book of war?"

Wang Xi was Si Gu Jian's most proud disciple. He also read military works, but he had never heard of the Thirty-Six Stratagems. "Is it Sun Tzu's Art of War?"

The most popular and profound military book at present is "The Art of War" published by Xinliu Bookstore in Qi State.

Haitang Duoduo put down the book and looked at him seriously and solemnly.

"It's The Thirty-Six Stratagems, written by my husband. Do you want to read it?"

"no need."

Wang Xi really wanted to say, "It's already this hour, why are you still in the mood to watch this? I'm here to fight with you, to fight, to fight!"
But... facing a woman, he, who is honest as he is, cannot say such words.

"There are a total of thirty-six strategies listed here. Do you want to know which strategies my husband used in today's battle?"

"!!!!!!"

"Look... what I know are: concealing the truth, sneaking through Chencang, killing someone with a borrowed knife, closing the door to catch a thief, waiting for the enemy to tire out, creating something out of nothing, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, using someone else as a substitute, luring the tiger away from the mountain, letting it go to catch it, blooming on the tree, turning the tables, the self-torture strategy, the counter-espionage strategy, the chain strategy, and the empty city strategy."

"..."

Wang Xi said that he didn't understand, he didn't understand at all, but seeing how much she said, it seemed like she was very knowledgeable.

"By the way, your honey trap worked well."

"What do you want to do? Don't think I don't know that you are stalling for time."

"No, I'm just saving your life."

"Now even the Grand Master of Xihu can't protect himself..."

Wang Xi stopped speaking halfway, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked exaggeratedly towards the north, at the back garden of the Chu Mansion, which was only separated from the study by a courtyard.

……

Qin Ye is not used to using weapons because his strongest point is defense. In terms of the technique of using true Qi, he is very similar to the Northern Qi grandmaster Ku He. The true Qi can spread over the body surface and rebound attacks from the outside world.

When Si Gu Jian's disciples called on Chu Pingsheng to attack from the upper body, he attacked from the lower body. His whole aura was fully open. His originally cloudy eyes flashed with a gleam of light, his hair and beard fluttered, he buckled his left foot downward, twisted his old waist, and swept his other leg forward with a whistling sound.

Chu Pingsheng sank his lower body and suddenly became airborne. The sleeves of his green shirt opened, and he drew a semicircle with the five fingers of his left hand towards Li Bohua and the others. The three swordsmen from Dongyi City felt the force of their swords sink, and their forward speed dropped significantly.

What kind of move is this?
Li Bohua was startled, his mind raced, and he suddenly realized something, and blurted out: "Tianyi Dao Fa?!"

(End of this chapter)