Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Chapter 20: Battle of Snow Eagle Castle 20
Xiao Lingling responded with a cold laugh: "My plum blossom needle is soaked in deadly poison. Once it touches blood, it will be fatal immediately. Eagle, you have no chance of survival!" Her tone revealed a hint of coldness and confidence, as if she had foreseen Wu Wei's end.

Upon hearing this, Wu Wei's chest was filled with rage, his entire body trembling. He quickly pulled out the Snow Eagle Castle's secret antidote, the "Wine Eagle Pill," and eagerly swallowed it, ready to deal with the immediate emergency. His movements were swift and intense, a life-or-death struggle with death, attempting to find a glimmer of hope before the poison took effect.

Xiao Lingling witnessed Wu Wei's actions, a hint of sarcasm on her lips. She knew that Wu Wei was in a desperate situation. The poison contained in her plum blossom needle was so strong that once it came into contact with blood, it would be fatal quickly, making it impossible for the opponent to launch any counterattack.

When "Bronze Eagle" Wu Dong saw this, he was burning with anger.

He let out an earth-shaking roar, leaped up like an arrow, and stretched out his pincer-like hands, like a ferocious hawk pouncing on its prey, trying to capture Xiao Lingling in one fell swoop.

Almost at the same time, Wu Dong roared in rage: "You vicious bitch, how dare you hurt my senior brother? If you don't hand over the antidote, I will send you to the underworld first!" His voice was full of anger and threats, as if he wanted to tear Xiao Lingling apart in an instant.

However, Xiao Lingling was no ordinary person. She held two long and short swords in her hands, and was able to cleverly dodge Wu Dong's swift and precise grappling techniques.

Xiao Lingling's figure was as light as a dancing butterfly, and she narrowly avoided Wu Dong's attack.

Xiao Lingling's every move was unhurried. Suddenly, a flash of white light pierced the air, and her short knife swiftly slashed towards Wu Dong. Her long knife, also a Burmese knife that could bend softly around one's fingers, suddenly sprang up like a nimble snake, instantly severing the iron chains binding Liu Guihua.

Then Xiao Lingling yelled again: "Guihua sister, run!"

Her voice was full of anxiety and concern, and she was worried about Liu Guihua's fate.

However, Liu Guihua was already covered in wounds and extremely weak, so how could she have the strength to escape? However, when she saw someone coming to rescue her, Liu Guihua was so excited that her whole body trembled. Her originally tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and she knelt on the ground helplessly.

Liu Guihua's face was full of tears, and her eyes were filled with gratitude and helplessness, silently telling the pain and despair she had experienced.

Wu Dong didn't expect that Xiao Lingling could easily resolve his unstoppable grappling skills.

He was originally full of confidence and thought that he could easily subdue Xiao Lingling, but he did not expect that not only did he fail to do so, but he was almost counterattacked by Xiao Lingling.

This infuriated Wu Dong, his eyes nearly blazing with anger. He quickly retreated several steps, drew the dragon whip from his waist, and unleashed a "Dragon Out of the Sea" move, mercilessly lashing it out at Xiao Lingling.

In a flash, the situation was reversed and Wu Dong took the initiative again. His whip danced like a snake, and his attack was swift and intensive, dazzling people. It was almost impossible to capture his every move.

Xiao Lingling tightly grasped the long and short swords in her hands. Her movements were swift and powerful, blocking, intercepting, slashing, and sweeping. For a moment, she found it difficult to adapt to her opponent's extremely powerful whip technique.

Although Xiao Lingling had been in the martial arts world for many years, she had never seen such a unique fighting style. Apart from struggling to defend herself, she kept dodging in an attempt to avoid the storm-like attack.

Wu Dong's whip technique was like a violent dragon, dancing in the air and making a whistling sound.

Every movement he made was full of power and speed, and every whip could tear the air apart, making people shudder.

Although Xiao Lingling was agile, she had to retreat step by step under Wu Dong's fierce attack, looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Her two swords fluttered in her hands like two dancing butterflies, trying to resist the overwhelming whip shadows.

However, Wu Dong's whip technique seemed impeccable, and each lash was incredibly precise, making it difficult for her to find a breakthrough. In this fierce duel, Wu Dong's rage was like a blazing flame, threatening to burn Xiao Lingling to death.

He kept changing his whip techniques, sometimes like a violent storm, sometimes like a drizzle, making it difficult to grasp his true intentions.

Although Xiao Lingling tried her best, she had to admit that she was at a disadvantage in the face of such a powerful opponent. Fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead and her breathing became rapid.

However, she did not give up, and still relied on her rich combat experience and superb martial arts to try to find opportunities to fight back.

In this life-and-death battle, every move and every style is full of tension and excitement.

Wu Dong's whip technique was like a wild dragon, dancing in the air and making a sharp whistling sound.

Every whip he swung contained the power of thunder.

Although Xiao Lingling was agile, she had to retreat step by step and look for an opportunity to counterattack in the face of Wu Dong's fierce attack.

Her two swords flashed coldly under the light, and every swing was an attempt to find loopholes in Wu Dong's whip technique.

The two engaged in a fierce duel on the field. Wu Dong's whip shadow was like an impenetrable net, tightly surrounding Xiao Lingling.

Xiao Lingling was like a nimble swallow, moving freely among the whip shadows. Her two swords drew graceful arcs in the air, trying to break Wu Dong's attack.

However, Wu Dong's whip skills seemed impeccable, and every attack brought great pressure to Xiao Lingling.

Wu Dong tightly gripped his Qionglong Whip and suddenly changed his moves, unleashing his terrifying stunt - "Venomous Snake Spitting Out Its Tongue".

The whip seemed to transform into a poisonous snake with its head raised and tongue spitting out, sweeping across the ground with incredible swiftness.

Before Xiao Lingling's toes completely touched the ground, she quickly swung the knife with her backhand, trying to resist this sudden and fierce attack.

The weapons collided, making a crisp "clang" sound, and the Burmese knife in Xiao Lingling's hand was almost shaken away by Wu Dong's amazing strength.

Amid the interweaving of knife lights and whip shadows, only continuous tearing sounds could be heard, like cloth being torn.

The already battered wooden planks were shattered into countless fragments by Wu Dong's Qionglong Whip, scattering like butterflies. Dust flew up with the shattering of the planks, and the Gathering Hall was instantly engulfed in a gray haze.

Xiao Lingling couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Wu Dong laughed out loud, his tone revealing contempt: "You damn bitch, have you finally realized your situation? If you refuse to surrender, even the compassionate Bodhisattva will find it difficult to protect you. Humph!"

His laughter echoed in the gathering hall, sounding particularly harsh.

(End of this chapter)