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

Chapter 70 70. Breaking Feng Yuanlong’s dilemma and falling into Qingluan Peak again! Where will Shi Feiyang go?

In the fierce confrontation, Shi Feiyang was temporarily stuck in a stalemate facing Feng Yuanlong's impenetrable, ruthless and tricky acupoint attack. At this moment, he suddenly remembered Gong Simeng's reminder - Feng Yuanlong would have a brief flaw after acupoint attack.

Shi Feiyang's lips curled up in a confident arc, and he sneered. His aura suddenly changed. He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand, palm facing up, and unleashed the "Auspicious Light Appears" technique from the Tathagata Palm.

Instantly, a dazzling golden light emanated from his palm, as if descending from the Buddha's kingdom above the nine heavens, imbued with boundless solemnity and holiness. Within the light, a lifelike Buddha loomed, its compassionate eyes surveying the world, yet imbued with awe-inspiring majesty.

As Shi Feiyang swung his palm, it moved like a knife, seemingly gentle, yet actually contained overwhelming force. This palm movement, like a knife but not a knife, was sharper than any other sword in the world.

A golden palm print, wrapped in rolling heat waves, roared towards Feng Yuanlong like a golden dragon.

Wherever the palm print passed, the air seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, making a "sizzling" sound. Even the surrounding light was distorted by this powerful palm force, forming strange light and shadows.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Yuanlong's dozen or so disciples immediately surrounded Shi Feiyang like a group of hungry wolves, trying to suppress him with their numbers.

Seeing this, Shi Feiyang sneered with disdain again, and the true energy of Mingyu Gong in his body surged and exploded in an instant.

Instantly, a powerful vortex of suction formed around Shi Feiyang, a force like a black hole deep within the universe, possessing a terrifying, all-consuming power. This suction sucked up the surrounding debris and dust, swirling rapidly through the air, forming a massive dust storm. Feng Yuanlong felt an irresistible force pulling him, sending him flying uncontrollably towards Shi Feiyang. His feet carved two deep marks into the ground, yet he was still powerless to resist the powerful suction.

At the same time, the bone-chilling chill emanating from the Mingyu Gong was like countless tiny ice needles, piercing deep into Feng Yuanlong's heart. He trembled violently, and waves of chills ran down his spine, as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar.

Disrupted by this suction, Feng Yuanlong's acupressure technique completely lost its accuracy. His finger, like lightning, pointed towards Shi Feiyang, but at the critical moment, it was pulled by the strange force and stabbed firmly into his own disciple's body.

The disciples who were targeted instantly felt as if they were under a spell, their limbs stiff and unable to move. Their faces were filled with fear and despair, their eyes widened, and they cried out miserably, "Master, save me!"

Feng Yuanlong's face instantly turned pale as paper, his once ferocious expression twisted in shock and anger. He had never imagined Shi Feiyang's inner strength was so profound. His acupressure techniques, which he was so proud of, had become a deadly weapon against his own people in the face of this strange and unpredictable technique. Startled, he frantically retreated several steps, trying to escape the terrifying suction.

However, how could Shi Feiyang let him go so easily? Shi Feiyang's figure followed closely like a ghost, and every step brought a strong sense of oppression. He pressed forward step by step, not giving Feng Yuanlong any chance to breathe.

Shi Feiyang's silhouette, illuminated by the sunlight, was like a streak of black lightning, darting back and forth around Feng Yuanlong. Each of his attacks was packed with overwhelming force, leaving Feng Yuanlong struggling to defend himself.

As he attacked, Shi Feiyang taunted, "Feng Yuanlong, is this all you've got? The renowned 'Poisonous Hand Snake King' of Liaodong is nothing more than this!" Feng Yuanlong's fury burned fiercely. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? His face flushed like a ripe tomato, his eyes widened like bells. With a deafening roar, he unleashed his ultimate move—Venomous Snake Out of its Hole.

Feng Yuanlong's movements were as fast as lightning. As his body swayed, he turned into several afterimages, which was dazzling.

His fingers moved swiftly like venomous snakes, instantly piercing Shi Feiyang's throat, chest, and other vital points. Each finger shadow was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, like the howling of ghosts from hell, making people shudder.

Shi Feiyang remained calm, his body shifting slightly, as light as willow catkins in the wind, deftly avoiding the fierce attack. Simultaneously, he swung his left hand violently, unleashing a surge of powerful internal energy, a perfect fusion of the bone-chilling chill of the Mingyu Gong and the fierce power of the Tathagata Palm. This internal energy, like a surging river or an erupting volcano, sent Feng Yuanlong retreating several steps with overwhelming force.

Feng Yuanlong only felt the blood and energy in his body surging, and his internal organs seemed to be stirred violently by an invisible big hand. His chest felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer. A sharp pain came over him. With a "wow", he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned pale as paper, without any blood color, and his eyes revealed an unconcealable fear and despair.

Shi Feiyang took advantage of the situation and performed the "Buddha's Light Shines Everywhere" move from the Tathagata Palm.

His hands danced quickly, like a phantom, and each wave left a golden palm print.

These palm prints flew towards the enemy like a rain of pear blossoms, and each palm print contained the power to destroy the world.

Wherever the palm print went, the enemy bandits fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

Shi Feiyang shouted, "Prepare to die!" His voice was like a loud bell, echoing in the valley and making everyone's eardrums hurt.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feiyang unleashed the "Buddha's Holy Lamp." Instantly, Shi Feiyang transformed into a dazzling beam of light, emanating a transcendental aura. His palm techniques were unpredictable, a dazzling blend of reality and illusion. He weaved through the enemy horde with ease, each strike like the Grim Reaper's scythe, reaping the lives of his foes. Simultaneously, he harnessed the vortex of Qi from the Mingyu Gong to unexpectedly draw in more than a dozen of Feng Yuanlong's disciples. The Qi vortex, like a vast, bottomless black hole, emanated a chilling aura, drawing the enemy bandits tightly into its grasp.

The enemy bandits struggled desperately in the whirlpool, uttering miserable cries of despair, their bodies twisted and deformed by the powerful suction. Then, Shi Feiyang thrust out with both palms, unleashing the "Mountains and Rivers Reversal" technique. In an instant, the sky darkened, the sun and moon lost their radiance.

A powerful force surged towards the enemy like a raging tsunami.

This force seemed to be able to turn the world upside down, twist the mountains and rivers, and bounce back all the enemy's attacks.

More than a dozen of Feng Yuanlong's disciples were struck by this force, instantly spitting blood and flying backwards like kites with broken strings, falling heavily to the ground and unconscious. Feng Yuanlong was not spared either, being struck hard by Shi Feiyang's full-strength palm strike.

"Ouch!" With a shrill cry, Feng Yuanlong collapsed into a pool of blood like a pile of mud. Although he was a master of acupressure and feared by the martial arts world, he seemed so vulnerable and vulnerable to Shi Feiyang's powerful attack that combined two peerless martial arts. Shi Feiyang stepped forward, his face expressionless, and raised his foot to stomp down fiercely.

With a "crack", those who were knocked to the ground by Feng Yuanlong's acupuncture points had their necks broken instantly and died silently. Feng Yuanlong's head was also crushed by Shi Feiyang, and red and white brain matter splattered everywhere. The scene was bloody and tragic.

Shi Feiyang stood grimly in the center of the devastated battlefield, his eyes like cold stars staring at the corpses scattered at his feet. His eyes showed an indifference that transcended life and death, as if this bloody fight was just an ordinary experience in his life.

He tilted his head slightly, his straight spine radiating an innate sense of heroism and dominance. His aura was calm, as if he had every situation under control. Wu Chi, normally arrogant and domineering due to the powerful support of the Divine Water Palace, was now even more unbridled. To vie for supremacy in the Liaodong martial arts world, he secretly plotted, hoping Shi Feiyang would eliminate several more underworld gangs, thus facilitating the expansion of his own power. So, instead of fleeing, he stood aside, arms folded, a sinister sneer playing on his lips, watching the battle silently, as if enjoying a carefully choreographed performance.

After Shi Feiyang's palm fell, cleanly and efficiently beheading Feng Yuanlong, Wu Chi's face immediately lit up with a strange smile, one filled with defiance and pride. Shaking his head triumphantly, he walked towards Shi Feiyang with exaggerated strides, shouting at the top of his voice, "Shi Feiyang, aren't you incredibly powerful? Let me tell you, Wu Wei is imprisoned at the top of Qingluan Peak, near the cold pond at the branch of Shenshui Palace, under the control of Qiu Yanhong, the branch leader. If you have the guts, go to Qingluan Peak and rescue him!" He then let out a deliberately piercing laugh and swaggered away, his arrogant back a gesture that seemed to be a protest to Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang looked at Wu Chi's departing back, frowned slightly, and a barely perceptible cold light flashed in his eyes.

He quickly calmed down, his eyes became sharp as an eagle, and he decisively signaled to Xiang Kun: "Follow him, don't lose him." His brief words revealed unquestionable decisiveness and determination.

Gong Simeng had been lying on Shi Feiyang's back. She leaned forward slightly, leaning close to Shi Feiyang's ear. Her voice was filled with a hint of tension and worry as she whispered, "Brother Shi, there's a cold pond near the top of Qingluan Mountain. It's perpetually filled with mist, and ice crystals float in the mist. The water is influenced by the earth's energy and contains the power of profound ice. This is the sacred place where Qiu Yanhong, the master of Qingluan Palace, cultivates. Qiu Yanhong practices the secret manual 'Xuanbing Zhenjie' and has extraordinary martial arts skills. She may be even more powerful than Liu Yanran, the master of Shenshui Palace. We must be careful."

Shi Feiyang nodded slightly as he listened, his expression focused as he carefully digested every piece of information conveyed by Gong Simeng.

Gong Simeng then went on to explain in detail the situation surrounding Qiu Yanhong and Qingluan Palace. Hearing that the powerful Palace Master of Qingluan Palace had willingly submitted to Liu Yanran, Shi Feiyang couldn't help but frown slightly, a hint of confusion and contemplation in his eyes. He secretly wondered what methods Liu Yanran had used to win the unwavering loyalty of these martial arts masters.

After learning that people like Feng Yuanlong, although not officially joining the Shenshui Palace, were willing to serve as Liu Yanran's lackeys, Shi Feiyang's eyes flashed with anger. He clenched his fists, and became more and more dissatisfied with Liu Yanran's actions.

He knew very well that if this chaos in the martial arts world was not curbed, it would bring even greater disaster to the martial arts world.

After a moment's contemplation, Shi Feiyang took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and began to methodically plan his plans. He turned to Liao Pei, the law enforcement elder of the Xiongying Society, and with a firm, trusting gaze, he spoke calmly, "Elder Liao, I order you to station yourself at Yingzui Rock and mobilize the Tongbiquan disciples to work together to establish the Xiongying Society's Liaodong Yingzui branch. This branch is crucial. Not only must you operate inns and escort agencies as a foundation, but you must also diligently gather the latest developments from the martial arts world and the imperial court, and quickly establish an intelligence network using pigeons to deliver messages."

Liao Pei nodded solemnly and accepted the order, believing in Shi Feiyang's arrangement without a doubt.

Then, Shi Feiyang's expression was solemn, and as he scanned the assembled crowd, he slowly spoke, "Everyone, the great Japanese pirate Toyotomi Hideyoshi is about to lead a massive army to invade Korea, and the Ming court will certainly send troops to support Korea and jointly resist the invasion of the Japanese pirates. The establishment of our Xiongying Association's Liaodong branch is of great significance for supporting the imperial army's victory in the future. This is not only for the court, but also for protecting the people of the world and defending our homeland." His voice was firm, powerful, and full of infectious energy. Every word seemed to carry an invisible force that shook everyone's hearts. After hearing this, everyone was shocked and filled with confusion.

Some couldn't help but murmur, "When will the war break out? How does Shi Feiyang know all this? How can he, a martial artist, be so resourceful?" Gong Simeng, leaning on Shi Feiyang's back, was equally astonished by his predictions and far-reaching strategies. She stared at him with wide eyes, her heart filled with endless admiration and curiosity.

She had never seen anyone so confident and with such a precise grasp of the situation, and couldn't help but think to herself: No wonder under the leadership of Brother Shi, the Xiongying Society was able to rise rapidly in a short period of time and become a force that cannot be underestimated in the martial arts world.

Shi Feiyang seemed to sense Gong Simeng's surprise. He turned his head slightly, a gentle smile on his face, his eyes revealing confidence and composure. He said softly to Gong Simeng, "Simeng, there's no need to be surprised. Although the future situation is unpredictable, as long as we are well prepared and have justice in our hearts, we will be able to remain invincible. I will lead everyone to protect everything we cherish."

(End of this chapter)