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Chapter 61, Section 76: A White Rainbow Pierces the Sun, Slaying the Western Poison! [Bonus Chapter, Please Vote!]

Huang Yaoshi had already led Huang Rong far away.

Ouyang Ke also retreated back to the group of women in white.

Only Lu Chen and Ouyang Feng remained, ten steps apart, facing each other.

"Father, can Brother Lu Chen... win?"

Huang Rong nervously tugged at Huang Yaoshi's sleeve, her voice trembling.

Huang Yaoshi's expression was solemn as he slowly spoke:

"Let's see... this battle may surprise everyone."

On the other hand, Ouyang Ke had complete confidence in his uncle.

He had one hand behind his back and the other gently waving a folding fan, his expression leisurely. The way he looked at Lu Chen was as if he were looking at a dead man.

When he looked at Huang Rong, he adopted a concerned expression, already plotting how he could take advantage of Lu Chen's death.

at this time.

After a standoff, Lu Chen and Ouyang Feng suddenly moved at the same time!

call……

Amidst the howling wind, two figures, one in black and one in white, swept forward simultaneously, closing in instantly. Lu Chen drew his Xuan Tie Heavy Sword with a backhand and slashed at Xi Du with a powerful blow. Xi Du also swung his snake staff, striking out diagonally, attempting to knock the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword away.

clang--

Amidst the deafening clang of metal clashing, Lu Chen's heavy black iron sword collided fiercely with Ouyang Feng's serpent staff.

The serpent staff was forged entirely from steel. Although it was far less heavy than the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword, it still weighed over thirty pounds and was considered a heavy weapon. With the added strength of Ouyang Feng's powerful true energy, Lu Chen's sword strike failed to cut the serpent staff in two.

Even so, the result of this head-on collision still surprised Ouyang Feng.

Because he used all his strength, he did not manage to knock Lu's heavy sword away; he only managed to deflect it slightly.

But Lu Chen immediately flipped his wrist, pressed the heavy sword down, pressed it against the snake staff, and slid down the staff to cut off Ouyang Feng's fingers.

Although Ouyang Feng saw that the heavy sword had no edge, he knew that Lu Chen had an invisible sword aura, so how could he allow Lu Chen's heavy sword to touch him?

With a sudden twist, the serpent staff spun, throwing aside the heavy sword. Holding the staff in one hand, it swung down with a bang, the staff head, shaped like a human head, crashing down on Lu Chen like a hammer.

Lu Chong swung his sword back, and another clanging sound of metal clashing rang out, sending sparks flying as the two fought to a draw once again.

The Western Poisoner was both shocked and furious.

What angered him was that, despite wielding his unique weapon, he had failed to disarm Lu Chen in two consecutive moves.

What's astonishing is that Lu Chen is so young, how did he acquire such formidable skill?

My nephew said he had eaten a precious snake from Liang Ziweng, but even if a mere precious snake could greatly enhance one's power, how could it compare to the Western Poison's lifelong cultivation?
Is it...

This kid even practiced the Nine Yin Manual?
Of course, even after discovering that Lu Chen was no easy opponent, and even suspecting that he had cultivated the Nine Yin Manual, Ouyang Feng remained confident and snorted coldly:
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant in front of me, Ouyang Feng. You young man are indeed quite conceited! However, today I will let you know that in the art of martial arts, strength and technique are equally important. Simply having deep skill and strong strength is far from enough!"

Lu Chen's skill and strength truly surprised him.

But he absolutely refused to believe that Lu Chen, at such a young age, could have accumulated martial arts skills that matched his decades of cultivation.

When two martial artists have similar skill and strength, the one with more exquisite skills will have an absolute advantage!

call!
Ouyang Feng's figure flashed, his white robes resembling a chaotic white cloud, and he moved swiftly around Lu Chen with tricky footwork.

At the same time, he wielded the snake staff with one hand, sometimes using hammer techniques, sometimes using staff techniques, and sometimes using the techniques of long spears, great axes, steel whips and iron maces. A heavy steel staff weighing more than 30 kilograms seemed as light as a wooden staff in his hands. His fierce moves were continuous and without any sluggishness, and were even so fast that they left behind black afterimages.

Yet, each strike unleashes a violent force powerful enough to shatter rocks and crack iron.

His skill was too great, his attacks too fierce. As he swung his serpent staff wildly, he stirred up a fierce wind that broke the surrounding grass and caused sand and stones to fly everywhere.

The powerful wind spread several meters away, making Ouyang Ke, who was watching the battle, feel as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. He had no choice but to retreat with the group of women in white to avoid the sweeping wind. Looking at Ouyang Feng, who was displaying great power, his eyes were filled with fanaticism.
"This is my uncle's martial arts! Young Lu, you're dead today!"

Although Huang Yaoshi was not afraid of the powerful wind, he still protected Huang Rong and retreated several feet, watching the battle from a distance with a solemn expression, thinking to himself:

"I've never seen this cane technique of the old poison master before. Is it a new skill he's learned in the last twenty years or so? Can young Lu withstand it?"

Lu Chen can certainly hold on.

Huang Yaoshi's agile and swift movements within a small area were even more graceful than Ouyang Feng's, and his moves were more unpredictable. Although he was not as adept at using heavy weapons as Ouyang Feng and his explosive power was slightly inferior to Ouyang Feng's, more than ten days of sparring had already made Lu Chen accustomed to the full-force attacks of the Five Greats.

With the addition of more than ten days of training at sea, Lu Chen can now stand firmly on the reefs, cutting through the waves without getting splashed. When diving into the seabed, he can also keep away the surging currents that come from all directions, changing and pulling him.

No matter how dense Ouyang Feng's offensive was, it could not be as pervasive and relentless as a surging wave or an undercurrent.

At this moment.

Faced with the fierce and rapid attacks of the Western Poison, Lu Chen fought steadily, as if confronting continuous waves and underwater currents. He wielded his heavy black iron sword at will, blocking left and right. No matter how fierce the Western Poison's attacks were or how many changes the snake staff moves were, he was able to remain without revealing any flaws.

At this moment, Lu Chen was like a small boat in the eye of a hurricane. No matter how fierce the wind and howling the waves were, he remained unmoved. Even if he couldn't see through Ouyang Feng's snake staff technique and couldn't find an opening to counterattack, he was not in danger of capsizing.

Ding ding ding ding...

The sound of the serpent staff and the greatsword clashing was as dense as rain, and sparks flew incessantly.

The Western Poisoner's offensive was exhilarating, but he grew angrier with each attack.

He originally thought that although Lu Chen had a miraculous encounter and possessed amazing skills at a young age, his martial arts techniques could never catch up with the Five Great Masters.

But to everyone's surprise, Lu Chen not only possessed profound skill, but his martial arts techniques were also so exquisite.

He had launched a frenzied attack of over a hundred moves, but he had neither managed to force Lu Chen's hand bones to break and his heavy sword to fall from his hand with his own power, nor had he been able to break through Lu Chen's heavy sword defense and create an opening.

Judging from Lu Chen's impenetrable stance, even if he launched a hundred or five hundred more attacks, he would still be unable to break through Lu Chen's defense.

The skill could also be explained as a fortuitous encounter. But how can it be explained that it could block the Western Poison's frenzied attacks?

Could there really be such a peerless genius in the world, who, at less than twenty years old, can catch up with the accumulated knowledge of the Five Great Masters over decades?
Ouyang Feng was furious. If no one were watching, he could have kept his temper in check.

But Huang Yaoshi was watching the battle from the sidelines. If he couldn't finish the fight quickly against such a young man, it would be a big deal for him, the Western Poison, to lose face. It would be a big deal if he failed to propose marriage and failed to obtain the Nine Yin Manual!
With anger in his heart and distracted by the "Nine Yin Manual" that he had been longing for for many years, Ouyang Feng's attack inevitably had momentary lapses.

This fleeting lapse would have been difficult for anyone else to catch, but Lu Chen, practicing swordsmanship in the sea and fighting against the undercurrents, was most sensitive to changes in force. He instantly caught the almost fleeting lapse in Ouyang Feng's attack and immediately launched a counterattack.

laugh!
He thrust out his sword, the heavy sword becoming a blur, striking the middle of the snake staff with a clang, deflecting the attacking staff. Then, a burst of energy erupted beneath his feet, and he surged forward with lightning speed, the heavy sword transforming into a series of afterimages, moving like a meteor shower, thrusting towards Ouyang Feng.

The east wind blows at night, releasing a thousand trees of flowers, and scattering stars like rain.

Killer move, Night Flower Star Rain!

He practiced diligently for half a month, carefully comprehending the sword intent imprint every day, fighting against Huang Yaoshi, the waves, and the undercurrents, never giving up until he was exhausted and his true energy was depleted.

He only gets two hours of rest each day, which is replaced by meditation. Relying on his superhuman recovery ability to restore physical strength and energy, an ordinary person would probably be exhausted by now, but Lu Chen's martial arts have greatly improved. Even with an 81-pound heavy sword, he can still unleash this series of thrusting moves.

Ouyang Feng made a careless move, allowing Lu Chen, who had been under pressure from him, to launch a counterattack.

However, as a master of the Five Greats, even when faced with Lu Chen's unprecedented and incomparably fierce killing move, he would not be defeated. He immediately retreated and dodged while wielding his snake staff with lightning speed to strike and block.

clang clang clang clang...

The clanging of metal continued as densely as rain.

This time, however, it was not Ouyang Feng who was suppressing Lu Chen with all his might and launching a fierce attack. Instead, Lu Chen, wielding a heavy sword, moved swiftly and pursued Ouyang Feng like a shadow, unleashing a series of heavy sword strikes, creating a surging torrent of sword shadows as he relentlessly stabbed Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng was, after all, a master of the Five Greats. Lu Chen's sudden and almost all-out attack was a powerful counterattack, but it failed to make him show any signs of defeat. He defended flawlessly and blocked every sword strike that Lu Chen attacked him.

With Ouyang Feng's insight, he could see at a glance that although Lu Chen's move was powerful, as long as he could hold on and wait for Lu Chen to exhaust his strength, he could easily regain the upper hand.

However, this dignified master of the Five Greats was countered by a junior in front of Huang Yaoshi, forced to retreat repeatedly, unable to break through the attack, and could only parry and wait for a change in the situation...

Even if he manages to regain the upper hand in the end, Ouyang Feng feels that he has lost face, and his anger is like a wildfire spreading, becoming increasingly intense and violent.

But Lu Chen's blow to Ouyang Feng didn't stop there.

Ignoring his own exhaustion, he launched a hundred consecutive sword attacks, forcing Ouyang Feng back more than ten feet. Relying on the feedback from the force of the sword and staff clashing, he realized that Ouyang Feng had become accustomed to his offensive. So, just as Ouyang Feng swung his staff to block once again, a sword light suddenly burst forth from the blunt, rounded tip of the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword.

In fact, from the very beginning, Ouyang Feng was on guard against Lu Chen's sword light. When he suppressed Lu Chen before, his offensive seemed violent and fierce, but he always held back some of his strength to guard against Lu Chen's sudden sword light.

However, Lu Chen's sword light was unleashed without warning, moving at will. Even though Ouyang Feng was on guard, he was now fully prepared to deal with this killing move and was gradually getting used to Lu Chen's attack rhythm. When the sword light suddenly burst forth, he was still caught off guard.

Even though Ouyang Feng reacted extremely quickly and sensed something was wrong, he immediately withdrew his hand and put away his staff, but it was still a moment too late. The invisible sword light hissed and cut a thin gash on the back of his hand holding the staff.

Ouyang Feng withdrew his hand in time, so the wound was neither deep nor long, and it took a while before fresh blood slowly seeped out.

Even so, for a grandmaster of the Five Greats to be injured first in a fight with a junior was undoubtedly a resounding slap in the face to Ouyang Feng right in front of Huang Yaoshi. Ouyang Feng's anger had reached its limit, but on the surface, he remained calm.

He knew that if it were a martial arts competition, he would have already lost by a small margin.

But this battle is not a contest of martial arts, but a decisive battle to the death!
Ouyang Feng didn't want to drag it out any longer.

He had already realized that, given Lu Chen's ability to adapt to changing circumstances, he would not actually use this killing move until he was exhausted. If it dragged on any longer, there would inevitably be more unforeseen events.

He had already lost face in front of Huang Yaoshi, so he couldn't give this kid any more chances.

Ouyang Feng made up his mind to use the most violent means to kill this kid alive.

Only in this way can we save face and regain the chance to obtain the Nine Yin Manual!
His eyes were fixed on Lu Chen, watching Lu Chen thrust his sword forward again. He once again met the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword with a fierce strike of his staff. At the moment the sword and staff clashed, he suddenly unleashed a burst of power from his hand. The snake staff suddenly shattered from the human head at the top of the staff, and the iron staff fragments shot towards Lu Chen with sharp whistling sounds like shrapnel.

Two small, silver-scaled snakes, mixed in with the fragments, leaped and sank to the ground.

This act of self-destructing a weapon did not harm Lu Chen.

Although Lu Chen had not expected Ouyang Feng to be so decisive, his swordsmanship and movement techniques had already formed a unique style. He could advance swiftly and relentlessly like a shadow, or move with the speed of a ghost.

As the serpent staff shattered, sending fragments flying and small snakes slashing at him, Lu Chen immediately dodged to the side, simultaneously wielding his heavy sword to parry the fragments, thus avoiding being hit by a single one.

However, those two small snakes were carefully cultivated by Ouyang Feng. They were not only extremely venomous, but also very agile. Their tails tapped the fragments of the snake staff that were shooting wildly in the air a few times, and then they turned around in mid-air, bypassing the heavy sword. One snake bit Lu Chen's wrist, and the other bit Lu Chen's neck.

Lu Chen raised his left hand, and the Nine Yin Divine Claw flashed out, grabbing the head of a small snake. He channeled his strength into his fingertips, squeezed hard, and crushed its neck. Then, he squeezed the small snake and slapped it hard, smashing another small snake that was biting his neck in mid-air.

However, this brought his relentless "Night Flower Star Rain" attack to a halt. Ouyang Feng seized the opportunity to leap back into the air and land more than two zhang away. As he landed, he squatted down, his chest and abdomen heaving, his neck contracting and expanding, and a gurgling sound coming from his throat.

Toad Style Kung Fu!
Ouyang Feng has finally unleashed his Toad Stance!
Just as Lu Chen parried all the fragments of the snake staff and killed two small snakes, finally clearing his vision, Ouyang Feng stomped his feet on the ground, causing it to explode with a deafening roar. As mud and rocks flew and air surged, Ouyang Feng's figure soared through the air like lightning and a meteor, instantly traversing a distance of two or three zhang and flying to Lu Chen's side. At the same time, he unleashed both palms with overwhelming force, striking Lu Chen's chest with tremendous force!

Although Toad Style Kung Fu is a skill that uses clumsiness to overcome skill and stillness to control movement, it is not limited to defensive counterattacks; it can also be used to launch attacks at any time.

Ouyang Feng sacrificed his own weapon and even the two venomous snakes he had carefully cultivated, intending to use them to ambush the Five Greats, to create an opportunity to build up his strength. Just as Lu Chen had cleared away the fragments of the snake staff and the two small snakes, he decisively attacked, unleashing an extremely violent blow.

The Western Poison is truly worthy of being called the master of the Five Greats.

This attack, the Toad Style, was executed with impeccable timing and precision; even the distance was under his control.

When he flew over and struck out with both palms, Lu Chen, who had been forced in front of him and even rushed into the middle gate, had neither a chance to dodge nor enough space to swing his sword and counterattack.

The only thing Lu Chen could do now seemed to be to parry with his sword before Ouyang Feng's palms struck his chest.

However, Ouyang Feng's Toad Stance was known for its extreme ferocity, and this move was a full-force burst. Even if Lu Chen blocked with his sword, using the thick blade of the greatsword as a shield to block his palms, Ouyang Feng was confident that he could forcefully break Lu Chen's arms.

As long as Lu Chen's arms are broken, then the life and death of this child will be in Ouyang Feng's hands!
Ouyang Feng was confident of victory.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chen did not parry as he had planned.

When Ouyang Feng's palms came crashing down with a thunderous roar, the violent wind pressure made Lu Chen's chest feel suffocated and his breath catch in his throat.

Lu Chen instantly abandoned his sword.

At the same time, he joined his right index and middle fingers into a sword-pointing gesture, ignoring Ouyang Feng's palms that were slamming towards his chest, and thrust his sword straight at Ouyang Feng's brow.

As he drew his sword, his arm snapped open and miraculously extended by half a foot!

It is a secret technique from the "Nine Yin Divine Claw"!

Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Claw can suddenly extend its range by about a foot, creating an unexpected attack distance.

Since Lu Chen had already cultivated the Nine Yin Divine Claw, he naturally mastered this technique as well.

The sword strike has a slightly longer attack range than the palm strike.

If the arm is extended by another half foot, the attack range will naturally be further.

Lu Chen launched his attack later, but this sword strike would surely hit Ouyang Feng's brow first.

But Ouyang Feng didn't care at all.

When he unleashes his Toad Style attack, his entire body is filled with powerful internal energy. Apart from being slightly clumsy and requiring extremely precise timing of his attacks, he has no other weaknesses.

Hong Qigong's Dragon Subduing Palm could not break his Toad Stance.

Even Huang Yaoshi's finger-flicking technique was powerless to break his Toad Stance.

The only thing in the world that could break his Toad Stance was Wang Chongyang's "Innate Skill," which cultivated the most powerful and pure internal energy in the world, combined with Emperor Duan Zhixing's ancestral "One-Finger Divine Skill."

I know that you, Lu Chen, possess invisible sword energy.

I also know your sword aura is sharp.

But do you have the skill comparable to Wang Chongyang's "Innate Skill"?
The Formless Sword Finger?

A desperate attempt to survive, a last-ditch counterattack?
With your skill, even if your sword finger is extremely sharp, if you clash head-on with my Toad Style, your sword energy will be shattered, and your finger bones may even be broken!

However, Ouyang Feng, who had never truly witnessed Lu Chen's "Formless Sword Finger," did not realize that the sword finger Lu Chen was thrusting out at this moment was completely different from the sword finger technique he used when fighting Lingzhi Shangren and Ouyang Ke.

Although it was just a single, direct thrust, the subtleties involved were worlds apart.

call out!
The sword points to pierce the sky.

When Ouyang Feng's palms were only half an inch away from Lu Chen's chest, Lu Chen's sword finger, which had arrived first despite being delayed, struck Ouyang Feng's brow with a soft "poof".

Bang!
Ouyang Feng pressed his palms against Lu Chen's chest. Lu Chen's face turned pale, and he staggered backward, blood foam spilling from his mouth and nose.

Ouyang Feng landed steadily, and looking at the dense cluster of tiny blood-red holes in his palm, he felt a little strange:
Soft armor?
Lu Xiaozi even wore Huang Yaoshi's soft armor?
but……

Even if he was wearing soft armor, with the full force of my Toad Style palm strike, my palm shouldn't have been pierced by the soft armor. Young Lu should have spat out blood, his ribs shattered, been thrown several feet away, and died on the spot.

Why didn't he die?

Although his face was pale, blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, and he was swaying precariously, he was still able to stand...

How can this be?

Ouyang Feng was surprised.

Then, he suddenly heard another mournful cry:
"uncle!"

It was Ouyang Ke's voice.

The sound was somewhat ethereal, sometimes close at hand, sometimes seemingly far away.

He also heard Huang Rong's voice, which was also somewhat ethereal:
"Brother Lu Chen, how are you?"

Ouyang Feng did not see Huang Rong.

He looked toward the sound and saw Ouyang Ke, but he couldn't see Ouyang Ke either, because at some point, a scarlet shadow had covered his vision, obscuring his view.

Suddenly, he felt a tingling and itchy sensation on his forehead and the back of his head, as if a warm, sticky liquid was flowing out.

He raised his hand to touch his forehead and found a small hole. He then touched the back of his head and found another small hole in his hair.

"He broke through? Sword pointing... Broken Toad Style... Where did he get... this skill..."

As his consciousness gradually faded and he fell into a daze, Ouyang Feng collapsed backward, filled with doubt.

"uncle!"

Ouyang Ke let out a mournful cry, his eyes wide with fury as he glared at Lu Chen:

"Give me back my uncle's life!"

He lunged towards Lu Chenfei.

"Don't think about it!"

Huang Rong leaped forward to intercept Ouyang Ke, and Ouyang Ke engaged in battle. However, Ouyang Ke was like a mad tiger at this moment, fighting desperately with every move, which forced Huang Rong to retreat repeatedly.

Huang Yaoshi stared blankly at Ouyang Feng's corpse, his expression filled with melancholy.

Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard his daughter groan, followed by Ouyang Ke's scream. Looking to the side, he saw Lu Chen holding Huang Rong, who was pouting and looking aggrieved, with one hand on her shoulder and the other holding the Qinggang Sword, the tip of which had already pierced Ouyang Ke's throat.

"..."

Huang Yaoshi opened his mouth as if to say something, but Lu Chen, expressionless, pushed his shoulder and arm forward, and half of the bloody sword tip pierced through Ouyang Ke's nape.

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