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Chapter 99 Begins at Tianshan and Ends at Wuliang

During the Baoding period.

Wuliang Sword Sect's martial arts training hall.

The five-yearly competition between the Eastern and Western sects of the sect has begun again.

The hall was full of people, and sitting at the head were Zuo Zimu, the head of Wuliangjian's East Sect, and Xin Shuangqing, the head of Wuliangjian's West Sect.

Sitting on the brocade bench on the west side were people from other sects. Some of them were notaries invited jointly by the leaders of the East and West sects, and the rest were guests who came to watch the ceremony.

These people are all well-known figures in the Yunnan martial arts world.

At present, the competition between the disciples of the Eastern and Western sects has reached a fever pitch.

The two sides of the disciples had exchanged more than seventy moves, and the sword attacks were getting more and more intense, but the winner was still undecided.

This man is called Gong Guangjie, and he is a disciple of the East Sect. The other young man is a disciple of the West Sect.

Suddenly, Gong Guangjie swung his sword, but used too much force, causing his body to sway slightly, as if he was about to fall.

Seeing this scene, a young man in a green shirt among the guests from the west couldn't help but chuckle.

Then he realized that he had lost his composure and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

This laugh immediately made Zuo Zimu unhappy, because Gong Guangjie was his favorite disciple. When Gong Guangjie pretended to make a false move to lure the enemy, the young man actually laughed and sneered, which was really disrespectful.

Zuo Zimu was not clear about the young man's origins. He only knew that he came with Ma Wude, an old martial artist from Pu'er in southern Yunnan. He also only heard him say his surname was Duan, but he did not take it seriously at the time.

Although Ma Wude is a big tea merchant, he has always been rich and hospitable, quite like Meng Chang. Whenever a down-and-out martial artist comes to him for help, he will treat them with sincerity. Therefore, he has a good relationship with people, but his martial arts skills are mediocre.

He thought to himself that this person was most likely Ma Wude's disciple, so he just bowed and let it go, not bothering to say anything more.

The slip was just a trick played by Gong Guangjie. In just a moment, he defeated Xizong with a single sword strike.

In today's competition, Dongzong has won three out of four games, so there is naturally no need for a fifth game.

Zuo Zimu smiled happily, "The swordsmanship skills of these disciples from the Western Sect are truly impressive. We were especially lucky to win this fourth match. Junior Brother Chu is so young, yet he has reached this level. His future is truly limitless. In five years, I'm afraid our Eastern and Western Sects will have to switch places, haha!"

Seeing that Xin Shuangqing looked unhappy, he smiled even more happily.

Suddenly, his eyes turned to the young man surnamed Duan and said, "Brother Duan, my inferior disciple just won with a fake move called 'Falling Step', but you seemed quite unimpressed. How about you come down and teach me a few things? Brother Ma Wu is a powerful figure in southern Yunnan. A strong general always has weak soldiers under his command. Brother Duan's tactics must be quite good."

Hearing this, Ma Wude's face turned slightly red.

I hurriedly explained, "Brother Duan is not my disciple, and Brother Zuo Xian also knows that I only have a few tricks. He came to Pu'er's house and heard that I was going to Wuliang Mountain. He begged me to come with him, saying that Wuliang Mountain has beautiful scenery and he wanted to enjoy the scenery."

Zuo Zimu thought to himself, "He's just an ordinary guest, yet he dares to mock the martial arts of 'Boundless Sword' Dong Zong in Jianhu Palace. If I don't send him packing in disgrace, how can I maintain the dignity of the Zuo family?"

He sneered and said, "Could you tell me what your name is, Brother Duan? And which master are you a disciple of?"

Unexpectedly, the young man surnamed Duan first called himself Duan Yu, and then went on to talk more and more, speaking in a flowery manner about a bunch of irrelevant things.

Although Ma Wude couldn't bear to see such a good young man suffer, so he tried to persuade him, Zuo Zimu refused to give in and made Duan Yu get slapped by Gong Guangjie.

Just as he was about to leave, he said something about how it would be more fun to watch other people perform monkey shows, which made him even more annoyed.

A disciple of the East Sect exchanged a few words with him and then attacked with a punch.

The punch was so powerful that it seemed like it was going to make his face black and blue. But unexpectedly, when the punch was halfway there, something unexpected happened. A snake flew out from the beam of the house, accompanied by laughter.

Zuo Zimu looked up and saw a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old in green clothes on the beam. She was smiling like a flower and holding a dozen small snakes in her hands.

Gong Guangjie and other disciples were frightened by the snake and ran around in the martial arts training hall, causing a commotion among the people of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Zuo Zimu could no longer sit still. He swung his sword as fast as the wind and cut off two snakes from Gong Guangjie and another disciple, causing everyone to cheer loudly.

The girl on the beam shouted, "Hey! Old man with a long beard, you actually killed two of my snakes. I'm going to be rude to you."

Zuo Zimu angrily asked: "Whose girl are you and what are you doing here?"

At the same time, he was puzzled. There was a person lying on the beam, but no one noticed it. Although everyone was concentrating on watching the sword fight between the two sects, no one present knew that there was a person lying on their heads. It was really unbelievable.

If this matter were to get out, Wuliang Sword would be in great disgrace.

But seeing the girl's legs swinging back and forth, showing no intention of coming down, Zuo Zimu shouted again: "Jump down quickly!"

Duan Yu suddenly said, "It's so high! My sister Ling will get hurt if she jumps down! Hurry up and get someone to fetch a ladder! By the way, sister Ling, why are you here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, some people couldn't help laughing.

Everyone thought that this man looked handsome, but was actually a fool.

"Brother Yu, Dad sent people to look for you everywhere but couldn't find you. I guessed you might come here, so I sneaked in to take a look." said the girl on the beam.

Duan Yu's face suddenly lit up with joy. "Dad is here too? Let's go out and see him. Let him see how well I can disguise myself."

Ling Mei smiled and said, "I heard that the Shennong Gang is going to destroy Wuliang Sword. Why don't we go and watch the fun first? I'll pull you up first, and we'll go together later."

Zuo Zimu heard the first half of her sentence and was about to ask for clarification when a man suddenly rushed in from outside the door.

His steps were unsteady, and he stumbled a few steps before falling headfirst into the hall.

Zuo Zimu cried out, "Junior Brother Rong!"

He hurriedly asked his disciple Gong Guangjie to help the man up, and then took a closer look, he found that his junior brother Rong Ziju's eyes were wide open, his face was full of anger, and there was no breath from his mouth and nose.

Zuo Zimu examined and undressed Rong Ziju, only to discover eight black characters written on his chest: "Shennong Gang will destroy Wuliang Sword!"

These eight big characters were actually written with a highly toxic drug that penetrated deep into the skin.

All the guests present exclaimed loudly in unison.

The East and West sects of Wuliang Sword were even more furious.

But what happened next made Zuo Zimu even more shocked and angry, because the Shennong Gang sent a poisoned letter and poisoned his beloved disciple Gong Guangjie to death.

The Wuliang Sword Sect was shocked to see two skilled fighters die at once.

Zuo Zimu happened to hear the girl on the beam mention the news that Shennong Gang was attacking Wuliang Sword. Seeing that she was about to leave, he wanted to stop her and ask her clearly.

He moved his left arm slightly, drew his sword from his waist, and said, "Young lady, please stay."

The girl frowned slightly and said, "Old man with a long beard, are you going to use force?"

Zuo Zimu realized that since they were strangers, it would be inappropriate to force his way in, so he said, "I just want you to explain what you just said more clearly."

The girl shook her head and said, "If I don't tell you, you're going to kill me?"

Zuo Zimu's mind raced. Now that the fate of the Wuliang Sword was at stake, he needed to get to the bottom of it. So he said, "Then I have no other options."

The long sword was slanted across her chest, blocking their way. Seeing Zuo Zimu blocking the two of them, the girl suddenly smiled: "Old man with a white beard, if you dare to stop us, you're done. My father will definitely not let you go."

Seeing that she showed no fear at all, Zuo Zimu was furious, but he forced himself to hold back and asked, "May I ask who your father is?"

The girl laughed and said, "Haha, I'm not afraid to tell you, my last name is Shen, Shen Ling. As for who my father is, I won't tell you, Brother Yu, let's go."

Seeing that the two were about to leave.

Zuo Zimu shook his sword and pointed it at Shen Ling's left shoulder. He had no intention of hurting anyone, but he just didn't want her to leave the martial arts hall.

"Old man with white beard, your disciple slapped my brother Yu first, and now he's trying to stop me, so you're in big trouble." Shen Ling said with a smile without any fear, "Because if my father gets angry, someone will be in big trouble."

Duan Yu laughed and said, "Sister Ling, do you think Dad will personally take action?"

Just as Zuo Zimu was wondering who the father of these two people was, someone outside the door spoke up: "Someone is indeed going to be in trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed in from outside the door. Although it was broad daylight, Zuo Zimu and the people present could not see clearly whether the person was a man or a woman, what he looked like, or even what color clothes he was wearing.

No one had ever seen such swift movements, let alone imagined that there was such a fast skill in the world.

In just a moment, the figure had already circled the martial arts hall.

At this moment, everyone could see clearly that the person coming was a handsome and elegant man who looked to be in his early twenties, but also around thirty.

He also had several long swords in his hands.

It was the long sword in the hands of Zuo Zimu and the disciples of Wuliang Sword.

But no one saw clearly how the sword left his hand, including Zuo Zimu.

They are still confused now, as if it was just a dream.

A shadow that seemed to be visible but not visible flashed by, and then his weapon disappeared.

Everyone was immediately horrified. Such amazing martial arts were something they had never seen or heard of before.

Zuo Zimu was shocked and terrified, with cold sweat on his forehead. It turned out that what the girl said was true. He only regretted that he did not listen to her advice at that time.

But why have we never heard of such a master in the martial arts world?
Shen Ling and Duan Yu stepped forward at the same time.

"Dad, this old man with white beard stopped me and wanted to kill me." Shen Ling complained first.

Duan Yu then asked, "Dad, what do you think of my progress in learning the art of disguise? Am I even better than you?"

After saying that, he rubbed his face a few times.

Then, in full view of everyone, she turned into a woman with a beautiful and elegant appearance and temperament.

Everyone was instantly in an uproar.

The person who came was Shen Lang. He shook his head and said, "Yu'er, we are in a Wuliang Sword duel. How can you just laugh and talk nonsense? This is a taboo in the martial arts world, but if someone slaps you, are you going to stand still?"

Then he looked at Shen Ling, "Ling'er, even though Yu'er offended Wuliang Sword, are you just going to leave like this in disgrace?"

"Dad, I'm planning to go back and ask you for help," Shen Ling said coquettishly, "otherwise we'll be in trouble if we're left behind."

Shen Lang nodded and said, "That's right. A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall."

Although Zuo Zimu was filled with fear, he stepped forward and greeted him: "Wulian Sword has no intention of offending your two beloved daughters. May I ask you?"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a series of "pa pa" sounds.

Zuo Zimu had been slapped more than a dozen times in the face, and his mouth was full of blood.

"As the leader of a sect, you are narrow-minded and suspicious." Shen Lang shook his head. "It only takes one move to kill you, but it will dirty my hands."

After saying that, he exerted force on his hands, and the several long swords in his hands broke into dozens of pieces.

Then he raised his hand and threw it out again. There was a continuous hissing sound. The fragments were deeply nailed to the wall of the martial arts hall and formed two words - Xiaoyao.

Everyone present was shocked.

This person has such deep inner strength!

No one at the scene dared to speak.

Shen Lang said again: "Ling'er, Yu'er, let's go."

As they passed by Zuo Zimu, a voice reached his ears: "I heard that your Wuliang Sword Sect saw an immortal dancing with swords on the Wuliang Jade Wall many years ago? That was just me and my beloved wife practicing swordsmanship."

Zuo Zimu's eyes widened instantly, his expression full of disbelief.

Then he just watched the three figures go away.

Until this moment, everyone present had not come to their senses.

Shen Lang and the other two went down the mountain and returned to Dali City.

evening.

In a secret room of a large mansion in Dali City.

It was a large bed with several women lying on it.

In addition, there were several young women around who were dressed coolly.

Shen Lang had just finished a brutal fight.

Although his kidneys still worked, he decided to explore other worlds first.

Withdrew.

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