"Marshal Yue is indeed ruthless, but how can you be sure I will cooperate with you?"
The cloud pattern spy heard these words clearly, then suddenly spoke with a hoarse, mocking voice, letting out a cold laugh. He drew a short sword, intending to take his own life. Yue Qianfeng suddenly said, "If you can defeat this child, I will let you go today."
The spy had witnessed Yue Qianfeng's slaughter and knew where Yue Qianfeng was hiding.
They were mortal enemies, and even a child would know that Yue Qianfeng's words were not to be trusted.
Yet upon hearing these words, the spy hesitated, lowering his gaze to the child holding the blade. As an enemy, he unbelievably lowered the short sword he intended to use for suicide. After a long silence, he said, "...Marshal Yue is the deputy of Marshal Yue."
"Marshal Yue keeps his promises, I believe you."
He struggled to stand, reaching out to press several acupoints on his body to stop the bleeding.
The intense pain caused cold sweat to cover his forehead, but the sliver of hope in the face of death kept him mentally focused. The internal qi surged within his body, and he gradually felt no pain. His leopard-like eyes were fixed on the young man, and he drew a long, narrow blade with a reverse grip on the short sword in his left hand:
"Boy, come on."
Li Guanyi gripped the blade, his heart racing. Yue Qianfeng smiled, patting Li Guanyi on the shoulder. A scorching energy surged into Li Guanyi's body, and Yue Qianfeng's voice echoed in his mind.
"Advance with the blade, sweep the clouds, cleave the mountain."
The heat flowed through Li Guanyi's meridians and muscles, stimulating his body's instinctive reactions. Li Guanyi instinctively advanced, the long, narrow blade rising from below, emitting a chilling aura under the moonlight, like a crescent moon, sweeping away the cloud pattern spy's long blade.
The opponent's strength far exceeded Li Guanyi's, but at this moment, he was gravely injured and on the brink of death.
Moreover, the heat within Li Guanyi greatly enhanced his muscle's explosive power.
It was just right to shake off the opponent's weapon, achieving a balance of power. The heat in Li Guanyi's palm turned, guiding his hands to transform from a diagonal slash to a heavy cleave, following the trajectory of the previous sweep, heavily cleaving down. The blade was heavy and forceful, tearing open a ferocious wound on the opponent's clothing, blood splattering.
The cloud pattern spy let out a muffled growl, pouncing again.
However, his body had been pierced by the Tianji Crossbow, which only the leader of the Night Rider Cavalry could wear, shattering his meridians, significantly reducing his speed and strength. The heat in Li Guanyi's body flowed, guiding him forward, executing the blade technique, each move fierce and domineering. The heat flowed through his meridians and muscles, not completely dissipating, leaving behind faint traces of warmth.
This blade technique focused on cleaving.
With sweeping, slashing, and sweeping as support, and stabbing as a hidden move.
"Hold the blade horizontally, sweep the clouds."
"Grip the blade with both hands, cleave the waves."
Yue Qianfeng's voice was calm and steady. As the heat swept through Li Guanyi's arm meridians, it had already mobilized his body and yuan qi. The young man could feel a surge of heat within him, like a river, driving the long, dark blade through the rainy night, stirring up a bloody aura.
The spy's eyes suddenly lit up. He abandoned the short sword, thrusting forward with the long, narrow blade in his right hand, a murderous aura rushing towards Li Guanyi's face. In that instant, instinctively, he felt his body turn cold, his mind blank, and Yue Qianfeng's voice suddenly roared in his ear:
"Open your eyes!"
"Face this killing intent!"
Li Guanyi's eyes widened, watching the rain mist scatter in the air, seeing the masked man's bulging eyes and bloodshot eyes, hearing the roar, even smelling the scent of blood, the earthy smell of rain, and the murky odor from the opponent's mouth.
Facing this killing intent directly.
Simultaneously, the heat turned, his body crouched, legs forming a resting step, the long blade already retracted to his waist, avoiding the deadly thrust with his footwork, and his body, like a tightly wound crossbow string, suddenly sprang open as the opponent's sword momentum weakened, both hands thrusting the blade forward.
Yue Qianfeng's voice exploded in his mind:
"Stab the King!"
The long, dark blade was sharp, a masterpiece of Chen Kingdom's craftsmen, capable of cleaving through armor and flesh in a fast horse charge. In that instant, the long blade pierced through armor, directly stabbing into the opponent's abdomen, blood and bile sliding down the blood groove of the blade.
Li Guanyi's body, driven by the heat, suddenly moved, avoiding the spy's embrace while gripping the blade handle with both hands, stirring fiercely, unleashing all his strength in a sweeping motion. The heat's explosion was intense, nearly mobilizing all his muscles and meridians, the long blade slicing through flesh, reappearing in the night with blood and green bile.
Accompanied by Yue Qianfeng's roar, revealing the name of this move:
"Kill the Driver!"
The spy knew he hadn't lost to this young man. Behind this child, who was learning martial arts for the first time today, was clearly the unparalleled general who had dominated the battlefield for over a decade. He roared furiously, unleashing the remnants of his internal qi in a short burst, throwing a punch aimed at Li Guanyi's face.
But Li Guanyi's body suddenly withdrew, the blade returning too late, yet he used the blade handle to thrust upwards like a spear, striking the spy's wrist.
"Push the Mountain!"
Then he retreated, the blade edge touching the ground, the heat within him suddenly agitated. Yue Qianfeng's remaining domineering true force flowed rapidly, mobilizing all his meridians and muscles. In an instant, a cold light burst forth, the blade edge like frost and snow arcing upwards, using a point and push force to create distance.
Spinning, both hands gripping the blade handle, the long, narrow blade raised high.
Using the momentum of the spin, like a crescent moon, abandoning defense, abandoning footwork, stepping forward with the right foot, using the force of a fist to shake the ground, the body lunging forward as if weightless, everything pressing on the blade edge, fiercely cleaving down.
"Killing move, Heavenly Wolf Slayer!"
This brilliant stream of light cleaved through the spy's flesh, becoming the last light in his eyes, and also cleaved through the ten-year haze in Li Guanyi's heart.
Clang.
The blade edge touched the ground, the force of the strike embedding it into the rain-soaked earth. Li Guanyi gasped for breath in the rain, slowly releasing his grip. The true force of Yue Qianfeng within him dissipated, but the impression of the blade technique remained in his muscle memory, as if he had practiced this blade technique for a long time.
And within his meridians, the heat had formed a cycle, flowing gently.
Li Guanyi's stamina began to recover at an astonishing speed, even better than when he was dragging the body earlier. He lowered his head, gripping his right hand, feeling the heat, then looked at the Chen Kingdom spy covered in blade scars, the enemy belonging to his nemesis, the nightmare of the past ten years.
For a moment, he felt a sense of solid ground beneath his feet.
Even with his temperament, he felt an urge to shout and cry.
"Well done."
Suddenly, a large hand rubbed Li Guanyi's head. Yue Qianfeng bent down, his right arm extending like an ape's, lifting the spy defeated by Li Guanyi, grinning, and grabbed the spy's head, thrusting it fiercely onto the long blade embedded in the ground.
A fierce blade hum.
The long, narrow blade, yet it severed the spy's neck.
Casually tossing it aside.
A head, blood soaring to the sky.
The surroundings filled with the stench of blood and killing intent!
The burly man ruffled the young man's hair, grinning, and said:
"Kid."
"Welcome to this chaotic world!"
(End of Chapter)