Chapter 477: Chapter 404 Divine Dragon’s Tail Swing
Water-Splitting Saber Feng Zhengchun, a first-rate master renowned throughout the Southwest. Behind Feng Zhengchun stands the Wind Sect, one of the Six Paths and Eight Sects.
Ye An never expected the Shi Family to be able to invite Feng Zhengchun, which left him somewhat at a loss.
Even with the full power of the Ye Family, they might not be able to kill Feng Zhengchun. Moreover, Feng Zhengchun has the Wind Sect behind him.
Submitting and apologizing, Ye An could barely accept that. But when Feng Zhengchun attempted to forcibly take his daughter, that was something he could not tolerate.
Ye Jinxiu, intelligent and capable, excels in both martial arts and Daoist skills, and is also a disciple of the Path of Non-Birth, with a boundless future ahead.
As long as Ye Jinxiu grows, the Ye Family would naturally rise in status.
Feng Zhengchun taking away Ye Jinxiu would not only greatly humiliate the Ye Family but also destroy their hope for the future.
Although Ye An had a slightly soft temperament, he was now furious.
He truly wanted to shout and fight Feng Zhengchun. He brought so many masters; how could he be afraid of this one man?
But when Ye An’s cold, sharp gaze clashed with Feng Zhengchun’s, it was as if he had been slashed across the face by a knife, his anger and courage shattered by the opponent’s sharp eyes. Instinctively, he lowered his head, and the rebuke he had prepared was swallowed back down.
Seeing this, Feng Zhengchun sneered even more coldly. In a rural place like Copper City, so-called noble families were just a few wealthy peasants. To think they could challenge him was simply laughable.
The people of the Sun and Qian families, seeing Ye An so cowardly, felt not amused but somewhat sympathetic. If it were them, it would also be difficult to muster the courage to fight to the death against Feng Zhengchun.
Moreover, who knows how much the Shi Family had to pay to get Feng Zhengchun to act. Just dealing with the Ye Family couldn’t possibly cover the cost.
This time, even the Sun and Qian families couldn’t bear it.
The younger members of the Sun and Qian families were initially quite talkative, but now they all fell silent like cicadas in winter, not uttering a word.
Even though Ye Jinxiu was their goddess, everyone was angry at seeing her being humiliated. But no matter how angry, one’s own life was ultimately more important.
A person’s reputation precedes them like a tree’s shadow.
Water-Splitting Saber Feng Zhengchun was renowned, who would dare to go up and die?
The younger generation looked at Ye Jinxiu with deep regret in their hearts; if she didn’t become Feng Zhengchun’s woman today, she would become a dead person.
In short, there was no good ending.
Ye Jinxiu tightly gripped the Flowing Light Sword, her small face full of frost. Feng Zhengchun had gone too far! Her father’s reaction disappointed her even more.
Ye Jinxiu did not dare look at Gao Xuan, afraid that she would reveal a weak side, afraid that Gao Xuan would act rashly for her sake.
Feng Zhengchun was indeed a Wind Sect expert; although Gao Xuan’s martial arts were high, he might not be an opponent. Moreover, the power of the Wind Sect was immense, far beyond what Gao Xuan could afford to provoke.
Ye Jinxiu was just about to stand and speak when Gao Xuan held her small hand and pressed her down.
"As a girl, don’t be so hot-tempered. Let me handle this," Gao Xuan said leisurely.
Unexpectedly, Ye Jinxiu suddenly felt like crying, afraid to look at Gao Xuan for fear tears would fall. "Brother Gao, my own matters—"
"We are friends, and friends should help each other."
Gao Xuan said as he stood up, walked over to Feng Zhengchun, and sized him up: "Has anyone ever told you, you look a bit ugly."
Out of the blue, Feng Zhengchun felt intrigued yet slightly annoyed. This kid was so arrogant.
"Ugly people often make trouble. The saying ’Toad wants to eat swan meat’ refers to people like you," Gao Xuan added.
Everyone around was a bit shocked. This kid really had guts, actually daring to stand up for Ye Jinxiu and oppose Feng Zhengchun.
But did he have the ability?
Almost none present knew Gao Xuan, nor did they know what skills he possessed. In their view, Gao Xuan was an unknown compared to the famous Feng Zhengchun, challenging him was simply courting death.
Quite a few people looked at Gao Xuan as if looking at a dead man. To court death for a woman, this guy’s brain wasn’t right!
The Shi Family people all sneered, they too had heard that the Ye Family had brought in a master. But seeing this kid, just from his words, he seemed like a child! What ability could he possibly have!
Feng Zhengchun’s face turned even darker; he did not like such childish insults.
He grasped his saber coldly and said, "You must be looking to die, right?"
"Yes."
Gao Xuan’s reply was very straightforward and concise, leaving Feng Zhengchun momentarily speechless.
After a brief silence, Feng Zhengchun shouted in a low voice, "Then die."
As he spoke, Feng Zhengchun drew the Water-Splitting Saber. His saber was five feet long, weighing seventy-seven pounds, forged from Yun Country’s upper-grade chrysanthemum pattern steel. The blade’s edge was naturally sharp without polishing, yet it could pierce armor without damage, slashing steel without breaking.
Such a heavy long blade was difficult for an ordinary person to lift with both hands. It was only with Feng Zhengchun’s Innate Martial Artist strength that he could handle it at will.
Feng Zhengchun was nearly forty years old, with many years of experience in the jianghu. His battle experience was rich. Although he didn’t know Gao Xuan’s cultivation level, from Gao Xuan’s robust and strong physique, and deep, reserved aura, Feng Zhengchun knew he was not to be underestimated.
He didn’t care whether the opponent had a weapon or not and directly drew his saber to slash.
The dazzling Water-Splitting Saber transformed into a swirl of blinding cold light as soon as it was unsheathed, instantly enveloping Gao Xuan within the saber’s glow.
This move, Wind-Rolling Clouds, was an ultimate skill of the Wind Sect Saber Technique.
The long saber slashed like a storm, propelled by violent power, it was invincible. Even if Gao Xuan wore heavy armor, he couldn’t withstand such a slash. As for any horizontal training method, in the face of this seventy-pound blade, it was simply laughable.
Below a Martial Saint, no matter how tough and hard a person’s body was, it couldn’t compare to steel.
The move Wind-Rolling Clouds, the snow-colored saber light flickered like electricity, deeply etched into the eyes of everyone in the hall.
Everyone present was skilled in martial arts. But just watching the saber light of the Water-Splitting Saber, they were scared out of their wits, many unable to stand firm and panic-stricken, retreated.
Ye An, skilled in martial arts, was also terrified by this one strike, his face turning deathly pale.
Ye Jinxiu grew more anxious; among the people present, she had the keenest eye. With one look, she could tell the opponent was an Innate Martial Artist, achieving unity of inner and outer.
This saber strike was filled with an overwhelming intent to kill, the saber melding with the body, representing the pinnacle of martial arts of an Innate Martial Artist. No wonder the opponent was so arrogant.
Gao Xuan was likely also at the realm of an Innate Martial Artist. However, he was barehanded, without a renowned master to guide him, lacking in masterful techniques. Facing this sudden saber attack, the situation seemed dire!
Realizing the danger, Ye Jinxiu hurriedly drew her sword from its sheath, leaping forward, ready to assist Gao Xuan.
If they couldn’t block Feng Zhengchun, then dying together with Gao Xuan would be her fate!
Ye Jinxiu moved quickly, but Gao Xuan was even faster. Like a flash of lightning, saber lights enveloped him as he advanced instead of retreating. His palms came together and incredibly clamped onto the saber blade with precision.
The once dazzling saber lights instantly dissipated!
Gao Xuan’s technique was extraordinarily exquisite, as if he were forcibly taming a thunderstorm in the sky.
Feng Zhengchun was greatly alarmed; wielding a saber over a hundred pounds in weight, how fierce and wild the swing was, like a rotating blade wheel. Even if one’s martial arts surpassed his by tenfold, they wouldn’t dare snatch the saber barehanded.
Gao Xuan continuously adjusted to the changes in the sword technique, and it was even more terrifying that with just his bare hands, he managed to clamp down on the long saber. The strength in his palms was undoubtedly tens of thousands of pounds, enough to firmly subdue the ferocious Water-Splitting Saber.
Realizing the unfavorable situation, Feng Zhengchun didn’t hesitate to twist his wrist and rotate the saber. With the hilt in his hand, he could exert a single force while the opponent would need to exert tenfold to suppress the long saber.
He refused to believe the opponent’s strength exceeded his by ten times. After all, both were Innate Martial Artists with refined muscles, bones, and internal organs, even though their constitutions might differ slightly, the gap couldn’t possibly be tenfold.
Gao Xuan didn’t engage in a contest of strength with Feng Zhengchun. The moment Feng Zhengchun’s wrist muscles twitched, he knew how the opponent intended to exert his strength.
He pushed in the direction Feng Zhengchun exerted his force, creating a small gap in the Water-Splitting Saber.
Gao Xuan’s right leg swung upwards from below, landing nine successive kicks on Feng Zhengchun.
This technique was the "Divine Dragon’s Tail Swing" from the Five Elements Twelve Techniques.
The Divine Dragon hides in the clouds, its tail swings like a whip.
This move, the Divine Dragon’s Tail Swing, featured unpredictable leg techniques, akin to a Divine Dragon lurking in the clouds, difficult to fathom.
When executing the kick, it relied almost solely on the thigh remaining stationary, while the knee whipped the lower leg like a whip’s lash.
This method of exerting force was concealed and swift. With Gao Xuan’s unity of muscles, bones, and viscera, his strength was ferocious. The whip-like kick maximized the leg force to its extremity.
Gao Xuan’s whipping leg struck the air with nine consecutive ear-piercing explosions.
Feng Zhengchun, having missed his move, was struck by Gao Xuan’s nine kicks. His left leg, left hip, and left rib were fractured and deformed by the whipping kicks.
The most lethal strike was Gao Xuan’s final whip-like kick, directly landing on Feng Zhengchun’s ear portal.
Feng Zhengchun’s head jolted violently, his entire face contorted from the whip kick. His left eye suddenly burst open, and his eardrum shattered instantly.
Yet Feng Zhengchun, being an Innate Martial Artist, had exceptionally tough and resilient muscles and bones, with strong Qi Blood Power. He still managed a slight evasive action at the last strike.
This was the only reason Gao Xuan’s kick didn’t blow his head apart, though even so, Feng Zhengchun’s brain boiled as if cooking.
No matter how strong his fighting will was, he couldn’t control the instinctive reactions of his body after being injured.
Unless he reached the level of a Martial Saint, where the body could understand and control all injuries, eliminating any unnecessary negative effects.
Though Feng Zhengchun hadn’t died, he knew it was dire; he had lost the ability to resist, and if Gao Xuan struck again, he would surely die.
At the critical moment, he hurriedly yelled, "I am a disciple of the Wind Sect, you dare to kill me!"
After Feng Zhengchun finished speaking, Gao Xuan pressed his palm onto Feng Zhengchun’s face, causing his head to explode with a roar.
The splattered blood and gore also splashed onto Shi Hongyuan’s face.
Shi Hongyuan was greatly frightened; before he could speak, Gao Xuan casually snatched the Water-Splitting Saber from Feng Zhengchun’s hand, and the cold, bright saber light surged fiercely.
Shi Hongyuan and a group of Shi Family experts behind him were torn apart in the snow-bright saber light, bursting into a bloody scene.
Gao Xuan returned the saber to its scabbard and stopped, glancing at the snow-white long saber decorated with chrysanthemum patterns, and found it unstained by blood. Truly, it was a treasure saber.
He flicked the blade lightly with a finger, causing the long saber to hum deeply.
The deep saber hum reverberated throughout the hall, causing everyone’s mind to buzz chaotically.
Gao Xuan swept his gaze over the crowd and asked indifferently, "How do you find my saber?"
This style, Wind-Rolling Clouds, was learned from Feng Zhengchun, and it already captured ninety percent of the essence. The remaining ten percent was his own adjustment based on personal circumstances.
In terms of the subtleties of sword techniques, he far surpassed Feng Zhengchun.
It couldn’t be helped, Gao Xuan was a Martial Arts Grandmaster traversing All Heavens and Myriad Realms. Having mastered this realm’s Law, he immediately comprehended the secrets of Feng Zhengchun’s saber technique.
He could even innovate, advancing further on Feng Zhengchun’s saber technique.
Gao Xuan merely wished to flaunt his saber technique to everyone; however, the Sun and Qian families misunderstood his intentions.
The people of both families knelt deeply in unison, heads touching the ground, their movements surprisingly coordinated.
The heads of the Sun and Qian families loudly declared, "Hero, we surrender."
It wasn’t that the two families were cowardly, but Gao Xuan’s silent lethality was too brutal and terrifying.
They feared that if they kneeled a second too late, they would perish.
Gao Xuan found these people a bit dull and overthinking. He glanced at Ye An, noticing his pale face, looking like he had something to say but was hesitant.
The only person acting normal was Ye Jinxiu. Although she seemed slightly uneasy, she was far more intelligent than the others, seeing that Gao Xuan’s saber move was learned from Feng Zhengchun.
She forced a smile, "Brother Gao, excellent saber technique."
Gao Xuan laughed heartily, "Good friend, understands me."