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

Chapter 22: Battle of Snow Eagle Castle 22
The "Hundred Victories Sword Technique" practiced by Shi Feiyang is actually an extremely concise martial art, and its move system only includes nine moves.

The essence of this sword technique is that each move requires three consecutive strikes within a very short period of time, and the interval between these three strikes must be controlled within an extremely short moment, not even exceeding the duration of a blink of an eye between the flashes of the sword light.

How many people can truly remain calm when the flashing sword light is dazzling?
To reach this state, practitioners must master a method of applying advanced internal energy, namely "the combination of Qi and sword."

This method also requires the practitioner to adjust his breathing to synchronize with the rhythm of the sword technique, thus reaching the supreme state of "the sword moves with intention, the mind follows the breath." Only in this state can the practitioner perform three consecutive sword strikes in a very short period of time without the slightest delay.

It is this seemingly simple sword technique that contains extremely powerful killing effect.

Therefore, each of his strikes could be delivered instantly, before the enemy could react, achieving the effect of catching them off guard and striking them when they were unprepared. The simplicity and efficiency of this sword technique often gave Shi Feiyang an absolute advantage in battle, making him a formidable opponent that his enemies found difficult to deal with.

At this time, the contest between Shi Feiyang and Wu Rushan was essentially simplicity versus complexity.

Therefore, the reason why Wu Rushan needed to retreat to practice the "Anti-Liangyi Sword Technique" was due to the complexity of this sword technique.

At this moment, Wu Rushan used sword and palm techniques at the same time. The sword light was like lightning, the palm wind was like whistling wind, the sword chopped and the palm swept, the palm chopped and the sword was horizontal.

Clang clang! Wu Rushan and Shi Feiyang engaged in a fierce battle amidst the flashing blades and shadows of sabers, like two torrents colliding fiercely. Wu Rushan's swordsmanship was like a dragon soaring across the seas, each move imbued with boundless power and variety, seemingly capable of splitting the heavens and earth, severing the winds and clouds.

Shi Feiyang's swordsmanship was unstoppable, and wherever the blade pointed, it was indestructible, as if it could cut through all obstacles and sever all restraints.

Wu Rushan's palm wind and sword wind showed amazing strength and fierceness, sweeping over like a violent storm.

However, in this fierce fight, Liu Guihua, happily nestled against Shi Feiyang's back, did not feel the wind created by Wu Rushan's palm blade. She was puzzled as to why she could remain so calm in such a fierce fight.

Then she noticed a light white mist surrounding her and Shi Feiyang.

The white fog seemed to form a natural barrier, isolating the outside world from noise and violence.

Liu Guihua was filled with surprise and doubt. She couldn't determine the source of the white mist, nor could she determine the power it held, yet it was enough to neutralize Wu Rushan's raging attack. She clutched Shi Feiyang's shirt tightly, sensing his steadfastness and composure. Shi Feiyang was like a towering mountain; no matter how turbulent the world, he remained unwavering, providing her with unwavering support.

At this time, Wu Rushan's offensive seemed increasingly weak.

His face became more and more distorted, and his eyes were like those of an angry beast, staring at Shi Feiyang and Liu Guihua.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the layers of white fog were like an insurmountable chasm, blocking his progress. Liu Guihua secretly felt fortunate that if Shi Feiyang hadn't been there, she might have been killed by Wu Rushan.

She will remember this kindness for the rest of her life.

At this moment, Shi Feiyang closed his eyes slightly, as if communicating with some power in his body.

The layers of white mist also slowly fluctuated with the rhythm of his breathing, as if responding to his call.

Liu Guihua could sense that Shi Feiyang was gathering a powerful force, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Wu Rushan.

In this fierce battle, Xiao Lingling was undoubtedly in extreme danger. After witnessing this duel, Wu Wei hatched a vicious plan. She shouted, "Brothers, attack together! Get rid of that hateful woman!" Then, she swung her sword at Xiao Lingling.

The other seven masters immediately understood Wu Wei's intention. These men were renowned in the Liaodong martial arts world, no ordinary warriors, possessing not only exceptional martial arts skills but also sharp minds. With their respective weapons in hand, they attacked Xiao Lingling in unison, intent on killing her and, in doing so, disrupting Shi Feiyang's mind and allowing Wu Rushan to quickly dispatch him.

Wu Dong swung the Qionglong Whip with incredible speed, causing Xiao Lingling to break out in cold sweat and becoming almost unable to resist.

At this time, Xiao Lingling secretly observed that Shi Feiyang failed to defeat Wu Rushan in a short period of time, and heard Wu Rushan's roar from time to time. Her heart was filled with worry and uneasiness.

She knew full well that the outcome of this fight would determine her life or death, and whether she could continue to be with her child, not even a year old yet. Suddenly, eight masters, each armed with their own weapons, attacked her simultaneously. Xiao Lingling couldn't help but let out a lament, "I never imagined that I, Xiao Lingling, would die here tonight. Pity my infant child!"

Her heart was filled with despair and helplessness, as if she had foreseen the end of her life.

At this tense and crisis-filled moment, Wu Dong suddenly swung a whip with his backhand.

Xiao Lingling reacted quickly by instinct, leaping sideways and successfully avoiding the attack of the whip.

However, the remaining force of the whip still lingered, and it collided violently with the Burmese knife Xiao Lingling was holding tightly. Xiao Lingling felt a sharp pain in her palm and could no longer hold the knife handle tightly. With two crisp "clang" sounds, the Burmese knife slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.

At the same time, "Eagle" Wu Wei quickly swung his knife.

Xiao Lingling's body was shaky and she almost fell to the ground. She was unstable and unable to fight back.

She could only close her eyes and wait for death to come.

However, at this critical moment of life and death, with a loud "crack", Wu Wei was suddenly hit on the back of the head by Wu Rushan.

Wu Rushan's palm strike was so powerful that it directly caused Wu Wei's head to shatter.

Wu Wei's body thudded to the ground, tripping Wu Wei with it. The blood splattered, turning Wu Wei into a bloody figure, his entire body a deep crimson, making it difficult to discern his true identity. The air was thick with the stench of blood, suffocating.

Xiao Lingling suddenly opened her eyes and saw Shi Feiyang with his eyes wide open and his body like a tiger, standing between her and Wu Rushan.

Wu Wei barely managed to get up, but he was terrified by the sudden change and his face turned pale as paper in an instant.

Shi Feiyang snorted coldly, and his body was as fast as lightning. He grabbed Wu Wei's collar, lifted her up high, and cursed: "You people, for your own selfish desires, do not hesitate to harm your fellow martial artists. However, considering that you are a little girl, I will let you go this time. I hope you will take care of yourself in the future. Otherwise, I will never forgive you next time." After that, Shi Feiyang exerted force suddenly and threw Wu Wei to the ground.

Bang! Ouch! Wu Wei screamed and collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Xiao Lingling looked at this scene and felt an indescribable gratitude in her heart.

If Shi Feiyang had not rescued him in time, he would probably have died long ago.

(End of this chapter)