SFS Chapter 109 Reunion
Chapter 109 Reunion
Yue Feng stood up, patted his butt, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"To be honest, I was a little nervous before you came. Because I'm not good at reasoning with people. Luckily, you don't like reasoning either, so things are simple."
Suddenly, a loud cracking sound rang out, and Yue Feng shattered the sedan chair beneath Ge Changqing with a single palm strike. Ge Changqing lightly touched the top of the sedan chair bearers' heads with his toes, drew his sword mid-air, and unleashed a sword strike as powerful as the Milky Way, crashing down on Yue Feng's head.
Yue Feng drew his jade flute, and the sword light of the Nameless Sword Technique clashed with Ge Changqing's sword energy. The dissipated true energy pushed the onlookers backward.
Yue Feng staggered back several steps, and Ge Changqing was also thrown back by Yue Feng's internal force. The two regained their footing and leaped back up. The long sword and jade flute clashed with each other like lightning and thunder, appearing to the villagers as if a deity were performing a spell.
The onlookers were all speechless. They had only come to join in the fun, but they never expected to witness such a fight.
Yun Ruoyu stared intently at the arena with her beautiful eyes, but said to Xiong Zhaozhao, "This Chief Yue's martial arts are surprisingly high; he's actually able to fight Senior Sister Ge to a draw. Hmm—why does his swordsmanship look so familiar?"
Xiong Zhaozhao gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with her two small hands, completely ignoring Yun Ruoyu's words. Yun Ruoyu didn't care either, focusing instead on the situation on the field.
Seeing that she couldn't gain the upper hand over Yue Feng in terms of technique, Ge Changqing changed her swordsmanship, and a chilling aura emanated from her every move. Even the outermost spectators couldn't help but shudder. Yun Ruoyu's expression changed slightly, and she exclaimed, "Not good! It's the 'Moonlight Sword'!"
Xiong Zhaozhao frowned and looked at Yun Ruoyu. Yun Ruoyu explained, "This sword technique is derived from our sect's 'Guanghan Gong' and can bring out the full potential of Guanghan Gong's bone-chilling cold energy."
Xiong Zhaozhao couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you teach me such amazing skills?"
Yun Ruoyu said, "Cultivating the Guanghan Technique requires a yin constitution, but you have a yang constitution, so you can't cultivate it."
At this moment, the chilling aura emanating from Ge Changqing's sword grew increasingly intense. Even Xiong Zhaozhao had to exert all her internal energy to avoid being affected by this chilling aura. Yue Feng, who was closest to Ge Changqing, seemed completely unaffected, his movements entirely unaffected. Yun Ruoyu murmured:
"Could it be that Chief Yue has mastered the Vajra Indestructible Body of Shaolin? Otherwise, how could he possibly withstand Senior Sister Ge's Guanghan True Qi...?"
Since arriving at this place, Ge Changqing had not only failed to do anything to Yue Feng, but had also lost her own sedan chair. Now, unable to gain the upper hand against Yue Feng after a prolonged battle, she grew increasingly impatient. Suddenly, she dodged backward and shouted in a deep voice, "Form the Heaven-Covering Sword Formation!"
The dozens of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples she brought immediately sprang into action, taking up positions in the south, north, east, and west. The clanging of swords being drawn filled the air, their gleam reflecting the sun, dazzling and vibrant.
Yue Feng was in the center of the sword formation. He felt that the whole world was filled with white sword light, and he could not see anything else no matter which direction he looked.
He tried using the "Dispelling Evil and Revealing Righteousness Technique," but it had no effect. This "Heaven-Covering Sword Formation" was clearly not some kind of illusion or evil magic, but rather a legitimate formation that had just been used on him by chance.
Yun Ruoyu said with a grim expression, "Elder Ge is really going too far. He actually used the protective formation to deal with such a handsome young man. What if he gets hurt? Zhao'er, I'm a little afraid to watch. Please let me take action."
Xiong Zhaozhao said, "This is bad. Look." Yun Ruoyu turned her head and saw that the disciples, under Ge Changqing's command, launched wave after wave of attacks on Yue Feng. Despite his obstructed vision, Yue Feng still managed to counter each move with his profound skill. He showed no signs of defeat, not even a hint of despair.
Clearly, unless Ge Changqing intervenes, her disciples alone cannot defeat Yue Feng. However, if Ge Changqing, as the commander, does intervene, the formation may develop a flaw. Given Yue Feng's abilities, he could very well seize this flaw and break the sword formation in one fell swoop.
Xiong Zhaozhao calmly analyzed, "Ge Changqing is unwilling to take risks, so she can only stall for time. I estimate that she intends to use her disciples to deplete Yue Feng's internal energy, and then she will take action herself to defeat him. As for whether any disciples will be injured or killed during this process, hehe..."
Yun Ruoyu asked, "Yue Feng...? Zhao'er, how do you know Chief Yue's name?"
Xiong Zhaozhao panicked for a moment: "I just heard it from someone else, you just didn't hear it. Don't interrupt!"
Yun Ruoyu was about to say something more when she suddenly heard someone say, "Sect Leader, Junior Sister Xiong, you've arrived too?"
Yun Ruoyu and Xiong Zhaozhao turned their heads simultaneously and saw a pretty young woman dressed in the outer disciple robes of the Heavenly Sword Sect. They felt the woman looked familiar, but neither could recall her name. Fortunately, the woman suddenly seemed to remember something and respectfully bowed to Yun Ruoyu.
"Outer disciple Shen Hui greets the sect leader. Junior Sister Xiong, hello."
The two exchanged somewhat awkward laughs. Xiong Zhaozhao said, "Hello, Senior Sister Shen. Did you return from running errands?"
"No, I..." Shen Hui subconsciously looked at Chen Ji, but found he was gone. Just then, a commotion broke out in the crowd, followed by shouts from dozens of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, their cries filled with panic. Ge Changqing shouted angrily:
"Who is this scoundrel who dares to meddle in the affairs of my Heavenly Sword Sect!"
Standing on the ground, Shen Hui's view was blocked by the crowd, and she was completely unaware of what was happening. Seeing her embarrassment, Xiong Zhaozhao reached out a hand to her and pulled her onto the horse.
Shen Hui then noticed that Chen Ji had somehow appeared in the arena, standing beside Yue Feng. At their feet lay many inner disciples lying haphazardly; although they didn't appear to be seriously injured, none of them could get up.
Opposite them, Elder Ge Changqing trembled with rage, yet dared not step forward again. Shen Hui involuntarily gaped, thinking, "So Brother Chen is this powerful. Cooperating with Chief Yue, even Elder Ge can't do anything to them."
Chen Ji then said, "This is the leader of our Great Wind Gang. I am but a protector of the Great Wind Gang."
"Your Heavenly Sword Sect has dozens of members beating up our sect leader. As his subordinate, I came to help him out. How is that meddling? And what's wrong with that? If anyone's being unreasonable, it's you, old woman, who's being unreasonable!"
Although Ge Changqing was getting on in years, she still retained her charm. Upon hearing Chen Ji's words, she was so enraged that she lost all sense of prophecy and charged forward with her sword drawn.
Suddenly, darkness fell before everyone's eyes, as a thin bolt of lightning seemed to have snatched away all the light in the world. As the lightning disappeared, Ge Changqing's longsword broke in two, his long hair fell loose, and a piece of rotten wood remained nailed to the ground.
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