The Villain's Counterattack

"What father-in-law? Are you married?" Ren Yingying was stunned for a moment, but she reacted immediately and twisted his arm hard, using the 360-degree poisonous dragon drill. She chose the back of Lin Pingzhi's hand. She knew very well that this coward was wearing a suit of golden armor, and his entire body was tightly protected except for his hands, feet, and head.

Not to mention his own poisonous dragon drill, even if it was a hidden weapon, it would only hurt a little. It would be impossible to penetrate it unless a powerful crossbow was used. Even a first-class master might not be able to succeed with the infusion of internal force. As for the top master Lin Pingzhi, he has never tried it. The gold silk soft armor is soft armor after all. Except for the heart guard that protects the heart, other parts of the body may not be able to withstand it.

He was a clever man, perhaps even a little too clever. Xiang Wentian didn't deny it, but said directly, "That scoundrel Dongfang Bubai said that Master Ren went astray while practicing martial arts and died suddenly, but no one ever found his body. I've always been suspicious, and after such a long investigation, I finally have some clues. This trip is indeed intended to rescue Master Ren from this dire situation."

"Really? Father is really not dead? That's great. Uncle Xiang, where is father?" Ren Yingying chirped like a sparrow, so excited that she couldn't control herself.

Xiang Wentian glanced at Lin Pingzhi, who shook his head slightly. "You didn't deny it, so you just wanted my help, didn't you? Unless that place is guarded by a large army or has a large amount of gunpowder buried, I can usually take it. Besides, I'm quite curious about Mr. Ren's Star Absorbing Technique, so I might need to learn a thing or two."

Your tone is really not ordinary. Xiang Wentian didn't care what happened next, as long as he could help. The group quickly ran dozens of miles and arrived at a small town. Lin Pingzhi threw a silver ingot over and bought the whole place. Seeing Xiang Wentian's handcuffs and shackles, he felt a little inconsistent. He swung his sword, and with a crisp "clang", the chains on his hands and feet broke.

"Excellent swordsmanship, excellent internal strength." Although a flash of purple light flashed across Lin Pingzhi's face, Xiang Wentian still saw it and asked tentatively, "Purple Cloud Divine Art?"

"I learned it secretly, but I won't admit it in front of outsiders." This thing is really hard to explain. After he was promoted to a top master, the efficiency of Quanzhen Da Dao Song was too low, so he took advantage of the opportunity to practice "Zixia Divine Art" in Wubagang. Now that he has achieved some success in the magic skill, Lin Pingzhi is no longer at the bottom among the top masters.

"Zixia Magic Art" plus "Nine Swords of Dugu", as well as the slightly accomplished "Indestructible Vajra Magic Art", can almost be called the unique martial arts lightness skill. Lin Pingzhi even has an urge to challenge Dongfang Bubai.

This thing can also be learned secretly? This kid must have a close relationship with the Huashan Sect. Could he have secretly joined the Huashan Sect?

But that doesn't make sense. The "Purple Cloud Divine Art" is a technique exclusively reserved for the Huashan Sect Leader, and Yue Buqun has already sent out wedding invitations. His most senior disciple, Linghu Chong, and his daughter, Yue Lingshan, will be marrying at the end of the year, and he will be officially appointed as the next Sect Leader. This is practically a known fact. But what's going on with this kid's "Purple Cloud Divine Art"? Is he Linghu Chong in disguise?

"Don't look at me like that. It was me who encouraged Linghu Chong to practice the Purple Cloud Magic Art. Do you know how much I have invested in them for the sake of Huashan Sect's martial arts? No less than two hundred thousand taels of silver, and this is just the cost. In order to build closer relationships, I also sent my younger brothers and sisters. They are all priceless treasures of our Lin family." Lin Pingzhi's words shocked Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying so much that they were almost speechless.

Is it worth spending two hundred thousand taels of silver to buy a martial arts secret manual?

Perhaps people have different opinions. Maybe someone would sell it for three or five thousand taels. Only a wealthy guy like Lin Pingzhi would be so generous. Moreover, he invested for several years and only just saw the results. However, the return is indeed very good.

After Xiang Wentian washed up and changed into clean clothes, he had the best meal in town with Lin Pingzhi and Ren Yingying, had a good sleep, and set off again early the next morning. On the way, he began to tell about his discovery.

Surrounded by twenty flying knights, not a single rabbit can hide within a hundred meters, and they can also quickly avoid the masters of both good and evil forces who may appear from behind.

"West Lake Plum Manor? I've never heard of it, but you just said there are six top-notch masters there?" Lin Pingzhi's eyes reddened. Oh my god! My Lin family only has one top-notch master (Lin Pingzhi himself) and two top-notch masters (Lin Zhennan and Madam Lin). Madam Lin just broke through and sent a letter to announce the good news a while ago.

The five hundred thousand Han people on the mighty Ryukyu Island have only this little bit of strength, but in a small village by the West Lake, there are actually six first-rate masters.

Robbed!

Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth, and Ren Yingying immediately understood from his expression that this guy had set his eyes on the West Lake Meizhuang family again. This bastard was really desperate for his overseas foundation. He dared to provoke six top masters.

"Mr. Ren is yours, and I want all six of those guys." Lin Pingzhi can be so unreasonable even without a reason. If he catches you with even the slightest excuse, he'll definitely make you suffer. How dare you imprison my father-in-law for over a decade? Don't you want to live? Sell your body to atone for your sins.

"As long as we can rescue Master Ren, everything will be fine. I have already found out everything about the preferences of the Four Friends of Jiangnan and have prepared a lot of good things. Originally, I was still lacking a master to cooperate with me, but now with you, everything is complete. However, can you really do it?" Xiang Wentian listened to Lin Pingzhi's bragging for a long time, but he was still a little unsure.

"We'll know after a fight." Lin Pingzhi raised his eyebrows. After practicing the "Purple Cloud Divine Art", no one had ever tried his skills against him, even though Xiang Wentian was a little bit inferior, but he could still make do.

The group headed straight for West Lake and found an open place at noon, where Xiang Wentian gave Lin Pingzhi a good "test" of his martial arts.

Fighting and kicking, defeated!

Hidden weapon and light skill, defeated!

Xiang Wentian looked at his tattered clothes and the dense red spots on his wrists and arms. He pointed at Lin Pingzhi and cried out in accusation, "Couldn't you have learned Mr. Feng Qingyang's 'Nine Swords of Dugu' earlier? Only a fool would challenge the heir of the Nine Swords of Dugu to a duel with a sword."

"This is just the beginning. Do you want to continue? This young master knows more than just these." Lin Pingzhi was very proud. In addition to his swordsmanship, his knife and stick skills were also very good. According to him, lightness skill comes first, defense comes second, and offense comes third. In Lin Pingzhi's opinion, life is the most important thing.

"What else do you want to compete for?" Xiang Wentian wanted to cry, but he was quite impressed by the boy's strength. The hope of rescuing Master Ren was infinitely increased.

"Internal strength, defense, whatever." Lin Pingzhi looked at Xiang Wentian with a smile, but the latter did not dare to agree casually.

"I have been famous for decades, and my internal strength is not much worse than that of the leaders of many famous sects. Do you want to compete with me in internal strength?" Xiang Wentian glanced at him.

"I have studied martial arts for more than ten years. I just achieved minor success in practicing the "Purple Cloud Magical Skill" some time ago. My skills are probably similar to those of Shaolin Master Fang Zheng. Well, maybe still a little bit short, but at least not weaker than Zuo Lengchan." Lin Pingzhi's words made Xiang Wentian tremble all over. He probably couldn't compare with these two.

"I have a little trick of absorbing the energy into the ground, which can transfer the energy that attacks the body to the ground. Do you want to compete with me in defense?" Xiang Wentian quickly changed the subject.

"I have mastered the 'Vajra Indestructible Divine Art', one of the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu techniques. I can't say for sure about my magical weapons, but as for my fists and kicks, hehe."

"Yingying, uncle is a little hungry. Let's find a place to have dinner." Xiang Wentian turned around and ignored this monster. Comparison is the thief of joy. With the "Nine Swords of Dugu", "Purple Cloud Magic", "Vajra Indestructible Magic", "Heaven-Turning Palm", "Silver Feather Arrow" and a shocking set of lightness skills, this kid is definitely a top master, and an all-round master with almost no weaknesses.