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

Chapter 45. Heroes Attack
Lin Wanqing was in the midst of a fierce fight, with a strong and agile figure and quick movements, just like an elegant dancer.

She wielded her longsword, demonstrating the exquisite Changsheng sword technique to its fullest. Each sword move was imbued with power and beauty, each strike aimed directly at the enemy's vital points. Her sword technique was extremely sharp, and each move contained a deep internal force, as if it could cut through all obstacles in the world.

Lin Wanqing shouted softly, shook her wrist, and used a move called "Changsheng Questioning the Heart". Her long sword was like a spirit snake emerging from a cave, piercing the strong man's throat. The tip of the sword carried a sharp momentum, as if to penetrate the opponent's heart and explore the source of his flaws.

Then, Lin Wanqing used a move called "Spring Brings All Things". She turned her body and drew a huge arc with her sword. The sword wind was everywhere, as if all things grew in spring, containing endless vitality and power, forcing the strong man to retreat and defend.

The sturdy man facing him was a skilled martial artist, far from a mere brute force. He gripped the two-foot-long copper staff tightly with both hands, leaving five or six feet of space at each end, allowing him to easily control the battle within a few feet.

In the duel with Lin Wanqing, the strong man's hands moved flexibly within seven inches above, below, left and right of the copper stick, exerting just the right amount of force and holding it as steady as Mount Tai. The copper stick in his hand seemed to be integrated with his body, and he danced with it as he pleased.

At this moment, the sturdy man used a ruthless move called "Vajra Breaking Mountains". He raised the copper stick high and smashed it towards Lin Wanqing with a force of a thousand pounds, as if he wanted to break a towering mountain in an instant. The air was squeezed by this powerful force, making a "buzzing" sound.

Then, he used a move called "Four-Door Prison", spinning the copper stick rapidly to form an impenetrable defense net in front of him. The shadows of the sticks were heavy, like a solid prison, protecting himself inside, while looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

In the ever-changing fight, the strong man rushed forward and dodged in a few feet.

His copper staff danced like a collapsing mountain, his body like a copper wall of iron. His attack was as swift as a rainbow drinking from a stream, his defense was as solid as a fortified city, and his defeat was as shocking as thunder. Every time he swung the staff, it brought with it a tremendous force that could destroy all obstacles. He attacked Lin Wanqing fiercely, and the copper staff in his hands transformed into a daunting copper wall.

Lin Wanqing moved lightly, moving like a swallow between the shadows of the sticks, skillfully avoiding the attacks of the strong man.

Her eyes are as sharp as a hawk, always looking for opportunities to find the opponent's weaknesses.

The Changsheng Sword Technique she unleashed was light and fluid, as natural as flowing clouds and water, each stroke imbued with the artistic conception of everlasting life. Wherever the sword pointed, its sharp edge was exposed, yet it was like a gentle drizzle, its gentleness concealing a deadly murderous intent.

The two men fought back and forth, with swords and sticks flashing and interweaving, forming a thrilling picture.

The sound of "clang clang" was endless. Lin Wanqing's sword and the strong man's stick collided from time to time, bursting out countless sparks, just like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating this battlefield full of murderous atmosphere.

Facing the fierce attack of the strong man's copper stick like a storm, Lin Wanqing remained calm, using softness to overcome hardness and stillness to control movement.

When her opponent's attacks were at their most intense, she deftly employed sword techniques like "Flowing Clouds" and "Clear Wind" to neutralize them while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. "Clear Wind Brushing Willows"—a gentle flick of her sword, like a breeze brushing through willow branches, seemingly gentle, yet deftly neutralizing the powerful force of the brawny staff; "Flowing Clouds and Flying Sleeves"—the long sword swayed with her body, unpredictable like flowing clouds, making it difficult for the brawny man to grasp her.

As the sword flashed, she was filled with sword intent, reaching the state of unity between mind and sword. The sword moved with her heart, and her heart moved with the sword, and she and the sword merged into one.

The strong man waved the copper stick, the wind whistled, and attacked Lin Wanqing fiercely.

At this moment, he used a move called "Angry Dragon Stirring the Sea", swinging the copper stick vigorously, like an angry dragon tumbling in the sea, with heavy shadows of the stick smashing towards Lin Wanqing.

However, Lin Wanqing suddenly jumped into the air, her figure as light as a fairy, and the long sword in her hand was as fast as lightning. She used a move called "Falling Star Chasing the Moon" to pierce the strong man's vital point under his armpit.

The sturdy man reacted quickly and swept the copper stick across in an instant, barely blocking the fatal blow, but beads of sweat had already seeped out of his forehead and his breathing became slightly rapid. It was obvious that this blow made him feel tremendous pressure.

After over thirty rounds of fierce fighting, Lin Wanqing's Changsheng Swordsmanship grew increasingly ferocious, her agility and fierceness fully displayed. The burly man gradually began to show signs of weakness, his copper staff swings slowing, his movements no longer as fluid and effortless as before. Lin Wanqing keenly seized the opportunity, her longsword suddenly accelerating, unleashing the "Dawn Breaking" move. Like a meteor streaking across the night sky, with unstoppable momentum, she struck the man's throat with one blow.

The sturdy man's eyes widened as he slowly collapsed. With a clang, his copper staff slipped from his grasp. At that moment, from the depths of Changsheng Fortress, a melodious and beautiful zither music slowly drifted in. The sound was crystal clear, like a spring flowing through the mountains, tinkling and melodious, yet soft and warm, like a spring breeze caressing your face, refreshing and delightful.

The beautiful sound of the piano quickly dispelled the surrounding noise and clamor. Everyone present, whether they were martial arts masters or ordinary disciples, were attracted by the sudden sound of the piano. They stopped what they were doing and their eyes involuntarily turned to the source of the piano sound.

Shi Feiyang sat leisurely on the rooftop, his white robe fluttering in the breeze, strumming an antique zither. Liu Tingting, Gong Ci'en, and Gong Yao'en, bound tightly with ropes, lay quietly by the side, silent spectators of the musical performance. Everyone wondered what had happened.
A little while ago...

Led by Lin Wanqing, the martial artists are engaged in a fierce battle with the Shenshui Palace. Meanwhile, Liu Tingting, Gong Ci'en, and Gong Yao'en, along with the Shenshui Palace's maids and a group of strong men, quietly infiltrate Changsheng Castle, attempting to set it on fire and disrupt the Lin family's position from within.

However, Shi Feiyang did not enter the secret cellar as they expected.

He took advantage of the chaos of the war, took out a deerskin bag from his waist, poured out Wu Zhong, Xiao Lingling, Liu Dayou, and Liu Guihua, and ordered them to protect the safety and stability of Changsheng Fort and ensure that the people in the fort were not harmed.

As for why Shi Feiyang appeared here, he promised to explain in detail later.

A month ago, when Shi Feiyang's fame spread across the Jianghu, Wu Zhong and Xiao Lingling's attitudes changed. Moved by his generosity and chivalry towards the people, they decided to follow him, even at the cost of their lives.

They firmly believed that the descendants of the Xiongying Society would never be treated unfairly, so they put their worries aside and became extremely brave.

When Liu Tingting, Gong Ci'en, and Gong Yao'en, leading Shenshui Palace masters and maids, infiltrate Changsheng Fort, they encounter a fierce counterattack from Shi Feiyang, Wu Zhong, and their companions before even landing. Xiao Lingling and Liu Guihua, two highly skilled female warriors, each wielding a sharp whip, engage in a thrilling duel with Gong Ci'en.

Gong Ci'en's bones made crackling sounds all over his body, as if a series of firecrackers were exploding in his ears. His fists were as heavy as hammers, and each punch was accompanied by a whistling sound of the wind, making it difficult for Xiao Lingling and Liu Guihua to defend themselves.

However, despite the grim situation, Xiao Lingling and Liu Guihua's eyes revealed a glint of determination and indomitable spirit.

They knew very well that facing a master like Gong Ci'en, they could be doomed if they were not careful.

The double-edged sword in Xiao Lingling's hand flashed with a cold light. Every time she swung it, she tried to find Gong Ci'en's weakness. The sword light drew cold arcs in the air; and Liu Guihua's soft whip was extremely flexible. Sometimes it coiled around, sometimes it lashed, like a nimble snake, wandering around Gong Ci'en, trying to interfere with his attack rhythm.

Seeing this, Gong Ci'en sneered. He knew that his whip skills had been perfected to the point of being invincible. However, facing the combined forces of Xiao Lingling and Liu Guihua, he had no choice but to give it his all.

Gong Ci'en suddenly jumped up and pounced on the two of them like a beast, with his fists whistling and unstoppable.

At this critical moment of life and death, Xiao Lingling and Liu Guihua were in sync with each other. They understood that only by working together could they defeat Gong Ci'en.

So, the two cooperated with each other tacitly. Xiao Lingling's mandarin duck sword drew gorgeous arcs in the air, as gorgeous as a rainbow, and each attack was accompanied by a fierce momentum; while Liu Guihua's soft whip tightly wrapped around Gong Ci'en's offensive, as tough as a vine, constantly restraining his actions.

The three engaged in a fierce battle, and Gong Ci'en's attempt to capture and kill Xiao Lingling and Liu Guihua proved difficult. Instead, he was entangled by the two and unable to escape. He felt anguish, like a bound tiger, possessing great strength but unable to exert its full potential.

In order to help Shi Feiyang capture Liu Tingting, Xiao Lingling and Liu Guihua fought to the death and fought with gritted teeth. Even if they were not Gong Ci'en's opponents, they would fight Gong Ci'en to the end.

(End of this chapter)