Qin Shi Ambitious

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Only then did the hall master see the attacker's face clearly:

An elderly blind man?

A patch of blood seeped from the old man's chest, but Lu Wei's attention was only on the old man's eyes, which were covered with a black cloth.

"Clouds and fog obscure the view, though eyes are blind, the mind is clear."

These distinctive features helped Master Lu recognize the man's identity: "The Old Man with the Eyes of the Mind, a lone assassin who travels across the lands of Qi and Chu."

This person will also have another name in the future: Duan Shui, a member of the Six Sword Slaves of the Eight Swords of Yue Wang in the Luo Wang.

At present, the Qin state's influence has not yet penetrated deep into Qi and Chu, so the old man with shrewdness is still wandering the world.

“You are very strong,” the wise old man said, standing on the ice path. He threw away the scabbard, which was only a third full, and slung the sword behind his back. “Your sword is even stronger.”

"I like."

Ignoring the wound on his chest, his hunched body bowed as if he knew nothing of death, revealing his purpose: he had his eye on Lu Wei's Devouring Sea Sword.

"Is that so?" The hall master smiled instead of getting angry: "It also likes your blood very much."

Without saying a word, Lu Wei rushed forward and used the second move of the Whale Drinking Sword Technique, "Vast Misty Waves." The sword's momentum caused the seawater to surge like a tidal wave, and the first move was a killing blow.

The old man with keen insight felt a sense of unease. The target he had set his sights on this time was far too powerful, but he was already extremely fond of the sword's aura alone.

As a renowned swordsman in the martial arts world, he never had a favorite sword by his side, which was a great regret.

I came here today to train my mind by the waterfall, and I unexpectedly encountered this. I must kill him and take his sword... or die by this sword, and I will have no regrets in this life.

The cunning old man originally intended to retreat and slowly maneuver around his target, then find a weakness and deliver a fatal blow.

But the sound of the crashing waves instantly chilled his elation: this was the open sea...

The imminent danger left the old man with no time to think. Instead of retreating, he advanced and confronted Lu Wei head-on with his exquisite sword technique of ignoring danger.

The space where the two stood was narrow, with only the original ice path providing them with leverage. However, there was a difference: Lu Wei could create new footholds at any time, while the old man with a sharp mind had to constantly worry about the ice path beneath his feet potentially collapsing at any moment.

Both of them were aware of this situation. They had each made their own plans accordingly.

The martial arts heroes on the waterfall could only see half of it and couldn't see the battle directly below. All they knew was that the old man on the reef suddenly charged towards the waterfall with his sword...

The Devouring Sea Sword could cut through iron like mud, and it easily severed the scabbard of the Old Man of the Mind. But now that the latter was on guard, it would be difficult for him to sever the old man's sword again.

This future Water-Severing Sword was far stronger than the Soul-Swallowing Sword that Lu Wei encountered in Zhao. Even when distracted, unable to move, and deviating from his preferred strategy of planning before acting, he could still barely contend with the Devouring Sea Sword in terms of sword techniques.

No wonder he deserves the title of "Hidden in the Clouds and Fog, Blind but Kind," only someone with such strength dares to act recklessly and forcibly seize another's famous sword.

However, he is old now. Even if his swordsmanship level does not decline, his overall strength will be somewhat lower than at his peak. Lu Wei still has some tricks up his sleeve. He can definitely kill this person!

If it weren't for this cunning old man launching a sneak attack on him and coveting his Sea-Swallowing Sword, he would have really wanted to recruit this old man into the farmhouse before the net could be opened.

Unfortunately, the person before him was ultimately just an assassin...

If it were someone like Xiao He, Zhang Liang, or Han Xin who liked his Devouring Sea sword, he would be willing to give it up; the price would be no more than ten thousand gold pieces if you really considered the value.

However, the shrewd old man clearly doesn't have that qualification! If he escapes, he's very likely to join his enemy, the Net of Strategists!

I'd rather die.

After exchanging sword strikes, the master flipped his body and leaped backward into the air. He pointed the Sea-Swallowing Sword at the waterfall, creating a surging wave that violently crashed against the ice path on the sea!

This attack will most likely not harm the old man with a sharp mind, but he will also have nowhere to stand and become prey to his own sword.

'It's here...' The old man with the keen mind raised his sword, using its energy to protect himself as the artificial wave crashed down...

With a snap, the ice path, now devoid of Lu Wei's internal energy for support, was just an ordinary ice surface, unable to withstand the force of the waterfall, and shattered cleanly.

The old man with a sharp mind lost his footing and fell into the sea.

The Hall Master slowly descended, his sword radiating intense energy. The 'Hundred Rivers Return to the Sea' sword, which had once defeated Wei Zhuang, relentlessly stabbed towards the spot where the Old Man of the Mind had fallen into the sea.

But just as he was about to make contact with the surging sea, a dozen or so unstoppable, sharp fragments shot out from the water:

The cunning old man deliberately broke his own longsword in half, using the broken pieces as concealed weapons, waiting for Lu Wei to approach before suddenly unleashing them...

Chapter 149 Urgent Report from Jicheng

The blood that had just spilled out at the junction of the waterfall and the sea was diluted and thinned by the endless waves.

The faint red color quickly faded and became invisible.

The old man with a sharp mind was very cunning. In addition to the longsword fragments that dealt damage on the first floor, he also had two small daggers hidden on him.

One of the weapons shot towards Lu Wei's throat immediately after he deflected the shards, while the other, held by the old man, was thrown out of the sea and manually stabbed towards Lu Wei's chest.

This isn't a particularly clever tactic; it's simply a matter of first using the fall into the water to lull the enemy into a false sense of security, then unleashing a barrage of three consecutive attacks to overwhelm them.

This is a strategy of feigning indifference to lure the enemy into a trap.

Although the moves themselves are very simple, the timing and the user's own ability are the key factors in the effectiveness of the moves.

The Old Man with the Mind's Eyes was able to become one of the Six Sword Slaves of the Net in the future, and he did both of these things exceptionally well.

But the outcome was predetermined from the start; he still died.

The two pieces of the body drifted away with the seawater, their destination unknown, perhaps becoming a gift for the fish and shrimp of the ocean.

Lu Wei couldn't possibly guess all of these insidious tactics, but he always tried to anticipate his enemies' strategies with the utmost caution.

Years ago, after subduing Lu Ni, the Hall Master learned many things to be aware of when traveling the martial world from her. He experienced everything from the most basic honey trap to the various tricks and methods summarized in the Luo Wang training course.

Lu Wei understood that the shrewd old man wouldn't easily reveal a weakness. Therefore, he deduced that if he did reveal a weakness, it must be a trap!

The timing of the three-layered attack was truly ingenious, and the angle was also tricky, but Lu Weifei's movement technique had already been fully charged.

A snowstorm swept across the icy sea, and even though the wise old man could sense something amiss, his all-out, deadly attack was too late to change course.

He flashed behind the old man and gently slashed at his hunched body. The sensation of cutting through gold and jade was no different from cutting a human body.

The old man initially planned to cut him in half, so the old man returned the favor, which was a fitting response from beginning to end.

After killing a notorious and ruthless assassin, the sect leader stuffed the carefully removed "Old Man of the Mind's Eye" handkerchief into his pocket, then, as if nothing had happened, continued to immerse himself in his enlightenment about nature...

This old man has wanted posters in both Qi and Chu, and this eye veil is worth at least a thousand gold pieces; it cannot be wasted.

He could ask Fu Nian or Xiang Bo to help him collect the reward, which would at least supplement his household income.

...

The Devouring Sea Sword was drawn for the second time today. He straightened his arm and slowly and steadily slashed the blade across the waterfall, sensing the immense power of nature.

Lu Wei looked up at the starry sky. It was late. He should go back to the debate hall in Sanghai City to see the heated debates among the scholars.

This is also a unique and fun way to relax.

They nimbly returned to the cliff above the waterfall, where the surrounding desolation made the night particularly dark, and no longer any wanderers lingered.

I quickly returned to the city, took a hot shower, and changed into clean clothes. Just then, the night watchman announced the hour of Hai (9-11 PM).

While passing through the vendor area, the Master encountered a man from Sichuan who was selling Sichuan ingredients to the Youjian Inn, a place he had previously followed.

They formed a group, with the sole translator in charge of communicating and purchasing local specialties from Sanghai City.

It is assumed that they will be transported back to Sichuan and then sold.

The people of Shu, who have long lived in remote areas, have their own unique tribal language, which is very different from that of the seven kingdoms in the Central Plains, making communication difficult.

However, most of them had actually studied the elegant language, especially those sent out to trade, who were unlikely to be unfamiliar with it. Lu Wei clearly observed that these people could all understand the language of the Qi merchants. But they deliberately pretended not to understand and intentionally put forward a translator to act as a negotiator.

This is probably how these people from other ethnic groups, far from their homes, came up with the idea of ​​protecting themselves...

Upon arriving at the debate hall, Lu Wei was about to enter when he happened to run into Zhang Liang, who was coming out of it.

This couldn't be a coincidence; Zhang Liang was waiting for him.

"Master Lu? It's been a long time."

Zhang Liang raised his eyebrows slightly and bowed to the hall master, saying...

Why did Zifang come to Sanghai City tonight?

Lu Wei decided not to enter the debate hall either. After returning the greeting with a bow, he walked briskly down the street with Zhang Liang.

"With the eldest brother about to take over the position, the atmosphere in Xiaoshengxianzhuang is too serious, so he came to the city to relax."

Seeing Lu Wei's cooperation, Zhang Liang deliberately toned down his smile: "It's a wonderful thing to run into Hall Master Lu by chance."

"With such a busy matter of succession, Zifang, the future third-in-command of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, is slacking off down the mountain. If Brother Fu Nian knew, he would surely give Zifang a good scolding!"

They came to me for no reason, and I haven't heard of any major changes in the world situation. The reason is probably either because of Fu Nian or because of Liu Sha.

The head of the hall deliberately steered the conversation in that direction to see what Zhang Liang had come for.

"This matter must not be known to Senior Brother Fu Nian, otherwise Liang will definitely get a severe scolding!"

Zhang Liang's movements were a bit flustered. He waved his hand at Lu Wei and said, "My senior brother has been very angry these past few days. Two more doctors have died in Sanghai City. They both came to pay their respects at Xiaoshengxianzhuang."

"Liang's departure from the mountain is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning by our senior brother."

It seems Zhang Liang came for the quicksand, which is related to my battle with Wei Zhuang.

Having clearly understood Zhang Liang's intentions, the Hall Master slowed down the pace of the conversation: "I see. Then I shouldn't bother Little Sage Village any longer these next few days."

“The most important thing is that, including the three officials who died earlier, all five people who were killed had one thing in common, which made the eldest brother even more anxious.”

Not wanting Lu Wei to change the subject, Zhang Liang added further explanation: "These five people are all hostile forces to the Prime Minister in court."

Qi Xiangguo Hou Sheng was considered one of the two most famous prime ministers, alongside Zhao Xiangguo Guo Kai. Their fame was known far and wide, even beyond the borders of the country.

Strangely enough, neither the King of Qi nor the King of Zhao knew about it.

"Did Zifang believe that the prime minister was eliminating dissidents?"

Lu Wei had some rhetoric in mind, and began to talk about the five deaths that he didn't care about at all.

"How can we draw conclusions about matters of the imperial court so easily?" Zhang Liang shook his head. "I am just surprised that Quicksand would take action against these five people."

“Zifang was Korean…” Lu Wei casually bought two antique wind chimes from a quaint stall, holding them in his hand and shaking them to hear their clear and melodious sounds:

“When I was traveling around the country, I heard that there was a period when several ministers in South Korea died one after another.”

"At that time, the Korean martial arts world all said: It was General Ji Wuye who did it."

"What Ji Wuye can do in Han, Hou Sheng can certainly do in Qi as well. Quicksand is a weapon, and I imagine they will be willing to use it as long as the price is high enough."

Stirred up by a memory, Zhang Liang remained calm and smiled gently, "Is that so? I've learned something."