vncnus Chapter 103 In the War
Chapter 103 In the War
The two exchanged blows in a flash, leaving everyone below the city wall stunned.
"What kind of martial art was that? How did the eaves shatter?"
"Are those two even human? This is beyond human capability!"
"No wonder Young Hero Zhao dared to challenge Dongfang Bubai; he really does have some skill."
On the city wall, Dongfang Bubai retreated to another corner and stopped.
Looking at the shattered eaves, and then at Zhao Yu who had turned around, his expression became extremely solemn.
"Who taught you this martial arts?"
For the first time, Dongfang Bubai's voice carried a hint of solemnity: "At your age, to be able to unleash a palm strike that splits the air is already a prodigy. But you can even control the direction of the force after it leaves your body. Such skill is no ordinary feat."
Zhao Yu did not answer, but simply said, "I told you before, if you don't take this seriously, you really will die."
Dongfang Bubai looked at Zhao Yu and remained silent for a long time.
Suddenly, he threw his head back and burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
Dongfang Bubai laughed for a long time before gradually stopping. When he looked at Zhao Yu again, the previous contempt was gone, replaced by a look of delight at seeing a prey.
"After I mastered my divine skills, I will have no equal in this world."
Dongfang Bubai spoke slowly, his tone carrying an indescribable loneliness: "Shaolin's Fangzheng and Wudang's Chongxu have impressive names, but when it comes to a real fight, they can't do anything to me. As for the clowns of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, they are not worth mentioning at all."
"Back then, I thought I was invincible and dreamed of unifying the martial world for eternity. So I schemed and plotted to eliminate Ren Woxing's supporters and seize the position of leader. But once I became the leader, I found that worldly affairs were so complicated and tedious. All that talk of literary and martial virtues, of unifying the martial world, was nothing but empty words of self-deception."
He stretched out his hand, looking at his fingers, his eyes gradually becoming unfocused: "As my martial arts skills have become more profound, I have slowly come to understand the essential principles of the transformation of heaven and man and the growth of all things. But the deeper I go, the more difficult the road ahead seems."
"For the past ten years, my skills have almost stagnated, and I can no longer make any progress. I only regret that I am not born a woman, leaving me with this worthless body that prevents me from making any progress."
Zhao Yu listened quietly without interrupting him.
This is a heartfelt monologue from a master who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts.
Hearing such words is a rare opportunity for any martial artist.
"Until I met you." Dongfang Bubai's gaze fell on Zhao Yu again, becoming fervent. "I had wondered if my inability to break through was due to the constraints of being a man. Now that I've met you, I understand that there might be another reason."
"In my youth, I was ambitious and made great contributions to the Divine Sect. That old thief Ren Woxing was afraid of me because of this, but he couldn't suppress me, so he tricked me into practicing the Sunflower Manual."
"But ever since I mastered martial arts and became this damn sect leader, I have never encountered a worthy opponent. Perhaps it is because I have not experienced life-and-death battles for too long that I have stagnated."
Zhao Yu understood this point: "Back when my martial arts were not yet fully developed, I was once chased and almost died. But it was precisely because of this ordeal that I was able to make great progress in my martial arts."
He was referring to the events that led to him being chased and killed by Ouyang Feng in Xiangyang because of the Bodhi snake.
"Exactly!" A glint flashed in Dongfang Bubai's eyes. "Therefore, I will no longer hold back. I will unleash your full power, hoping that you can truly withstand me and allow me to advance further."
Zhao Yu said nothing more, but simply stretched out a hand and beckoned to Dongfang Bubai.
Dongfang Bubai chuckled softly.
The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
"If you die, I will have someone give you a proper burial."
Only then did his voice slowly reach Zhao Yu's ears.
He himself, holding silver needles, had already charged towards Zhao Yu.
The silver needle gleamed with a cold light, pointing directly at Zhao Yu's brow.
Faced with this almost sneak attack, Zhao Yu remained completely calm.
His internal energy surged, causing his robes to flutter even without wind. He neither dodged nor evaded, forming a sword with his fingers to meet the silver needles head-on.
The Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand can utilize all martial arts techniques in the world, including finger techniques.
With a crisp sound, the silver needle in Dongfang Bubai's hand fell to the ground.
Zhao Yu's fingers precisely gripped the needle tip, and a surge of powerful internal force erupted, sending the silver needle flying.
Dongfang Bubai missed his first attack, but without pausing, he circled around to Zhao Yu's left side in the next instant, and the silver needle that appeared in his hand again was thrust at Zhao Yu's ribs.
Zhao Yu met the attack with a palm strike, the white rainbow palm force twisting and turning at will, forcing Dongfang Bubai to retreat and dodge.
In the blink of an eye, Dongfang Bubai's figure became blurry, and several afterimages appeared at the same time, surrounding Zhao Yu.
Each afterimage wielded a silver needle, attacking Zhao Yu's major acupoints.
From a distance, it looked as if a dozen Dongfang Bubais were simultaneously besieging Zhao Yu.
These afterimages are not just illusions left by excessive speed.
If Zhao Yu were to slacken his guard even slightly, any afterimage could instantly materialize and deliver a fatal blow to him.
Zhao Yu remained calm in the face of danger and took a deep breath.
With a swift movement, he created several afterimages, each one precisely matching one of Dongfang Bubai's afterimages.
It is precisely the Nine Spiral Shadows.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The sound of fists and palms clashing was as dense as rain.
On the city wall, two figures collided and separated repeatedly.
Although there were only two people fighting, it looked as if a group of people were battling it out. Invisible shockwaves spread in all directions, making the tiles on the city wall rattle.
The crowd below the city was already mesmerized by what they saw.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the city wall, afraid of missing any detail.
"Is...is this still martial arts?" Linghu Chong muttered to himself, his face filled with shock. "How could a person be this fast?"
He considered himself quite skilled, but in front of these two, he didn't even have the right to make a move, let alone fight back.
Linghu Chong couldn't even see their moves clearly.
Hearing his disciple's murmur, Yue Buqun gripped his longsword tightly, his eyes filled with resentment.
He had practiced the Zixia Kung Fu for decades and thought he had mastered it, but compared to the two people on the city wall, it was like children playing house.
Let alone the Huashan Sect, even if all five major sword sects joined forces, they probably wouldn't be able to do anything to either of these two.
If Dongfang Bubai truly intended to unify the martial arts world, their Five Mountains Sword Sect would have ceased to exist long ago.
What he found even harder to accept was Zhao Yu.
Dongfang Bubai has been famous for many years and is highly skilled in martial arts, but how old is Zhao Yu?
He looks to be only in his early twenties, how could he have mastered such astonishing martial arts?
Thinking of this, Yue Buqun felt a deep sense of frustration. He couldn't help but doubt whether he could really revitalize the Huashan Sect.
In the shadows on the other side of the city wall, members of the Songshan Sect were also hiding, secretly observing the battle.