Chapter 21: Lend a Helping Hand
sion, one by one, treasures that had been sealed away by the Chi Yan Clan were presented to Lu Xia Tian.“Fire-Wen Phoenix Seal!” These treasures were passed down through generations of the Chi Yan Cla..."Hmph! Very well, as you wish. A one-on-one duel it is. Each side will send out three fighters. This way, even in defeat, you'll accept it with grace. Wang Zhong, you go first." The leader of the Black Tiger Gang, a young man in fine silks, roared angrily.
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao!" A sturdy young man with a large ringed knife stepped forward and shouted at the people from Lei Dao Sect, "Grandson of the tortoise from Lei Dao Sect, who dares to fight me!"
"Let's fight, Tao Chong. I'll tear this kid's mouth apart later and let him know the consequences of being so foul-mouthed." Shi Qingshan sneered.
“Yes, Shixiong, I will definitely slash his stinking mouth with my knife and let him know the consequences of just using his words to harm others.”
Tao Chong was a young boy who wielded two willow-leaf blades. He was thin, but his steps were light and nimble, making him appear quite quick.
Both sides let out a low growl and instantly engaged in combat, blades flashing everywhere. Wang Zhong from the Black Tiger Gang wielded his massive greatsword with powerful swings, its sound like thunder as it cleaved through the air. Tao Chong was forced to dodge left and right by Wang Zhong's relentless attacks, and after parrying two blows, he could only retreat.
The members of the Black Tiger Gang cheered loudly.
"Come on, Wang, strike him down with a single blow and let the Lei Dao sect know our might!"
"Wang Shixiong is amazing!"
Meanwhile, the people of Lei Dao Gate were sweating bullets, but Shi QingShan seemed calm and composed. Lu XiaoTian watched with interest this confrontation between warriors. In the past, every time he passed by Lei Dao Gate's training ground, he thought those disciples' moves were very impressive, their actions even dizzying, some so fast that it was hard to see clearly.
However, in his eyes, the actions of both sides in the current competition seemed somewhat clumsy. Even Tao Chong, who obviously took the light and agile route, was clearly using his speed to drain Wang Zhong, a disciple of the Black Tiger Gang, of his energy.
Lu Xiaoxian saw through Shi Qingfeng's intentions at a glance. It seemed that Shi Qingfeng had also seen Wang Zhong's weaknesses, so he sent Wang Zhong to fight. However, in Lu Xiaoxian's opinion, Wang Zhong's footwork was not fast. Although Tao Chong jumped around and was very agile, Lu Xiaoxian only needed one sword strike to block Tao Chong's path.
It seems that cultivators are indeed not comparable to ordinary warriors. Before, he couldn't see through these techniques at all. Lu Xiaoteng was delighted. Now he is only at the first level of Qi refining. If he reaches the second level of Qi refining, he will probably be even more powerful.
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“Shixiong, what do we do It seems Tao Chong is no match for the Black Tiger Gang.” A young woman in white beside Shi Qinghan said anxiously.
"No rush, the best is yet to come." Shi QingShan wore a calm expression, showing not a trace of worry.
As Shi QingShan and Lu XiaoTian had predicted, after dozens of moves, Wang Zhong of the Black Tiger Gang's relentless attacks failed to yield results. He was now drenched in sweat, clearly exhausted. His sword strike was slower than before. Meanwhile, Tao Chong, who had been circling him, dodged the attack and pressed forward. His short blade flashed towards Wang Zhong's face with lightning speed. Startled, Wang Zhong jerked his head back, but still couldn't avoid it completely. A gash several inches long appeared on the edge of his mouth.
“Haha, the people from the Black Tiger Gang only know how to talk big. When it comes to actually fighting, they’re useless.”
At this time, the disciples of Lei Dao Gate let out a sigh of relief and burst into laughter.
“Best of three, there are still two games left, the outcome is yet to be determined, what’s there to be proud of!” The young man in fine clothes roared, having already lost one game, the second was crucial, otherwise there was no need for a third. The young man in fine clothes took a big step forward, “I’ll take the second game, who among you will come forward and die!”
“Could it be that the Black Tiger Gang members only know how to talk big” Shi Qingshan drew his long knife, pointing it directly at the young man in embroidered clothes, and struck with a single blow.
The young man in fine clothes hurriedly blocked.
Here we go...
A clash of blades erupted, the young man in brocade and Shi QingShan were evenly matched. Shi QingShan's swordsmanship was more fierce, even murderous. His combat experience was richer. The young man in brocade's movements were often flashy but lacked substance, wasting unnecessary energy. After six or seven moves, Shi QingShan seized an opportunity and launched a consecutive skill, the Beng Lei Dao (Rumbling Thunder Sword Technique). Four consecutive strikes sent the young man in brocade reeling backward.
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The young man in the embroidered robe almost had his long sword knocked out of his hand. Startled, he realized that he was no match for Shi Qing Shan. He became enraged and shouted, "What are you doing All of you, attack! Beat these Lei Dao Men disciples to the ground!"
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"Kill!"
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Upon receiving the order from the young man in brocade, more than ten disciples of the Black Tiger Gang drew their swords and charged towards the members of the Lei Dao Sect.
"Treacherous! Brother Shi, be careful!"
The disciples of Lei Dao Men angrily rebuked each other, and the two sides fought together. Overall, people from Lei Dao Men were slightly better than those from Hei Hu Gang, but Hei Hu Gang had more people, engaging in a 2-on-1 attack. Shi Qing Shan was besieged by the young man in brocade and two other disciples, struggling to hold his own. In a short moment, two disciples of Lei Dao Men were wounded by Hei Hu Gang members, and even Shi Qing Shan had another searing knife wound on his back.
It seems like I can't just sit idly by. While I don't care about others, Shi Qing Shan is my childhood friend, and at the Lei Dao Sect, he has always treated me with kindness. But here's the problem: I'm just a former ordinary servant who suddenly became a powerful martial artist. If this gets out, it will definitely attract attention. I can handle ordinary martial artists, but who knows if there are other cultivators in Pingwu County
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Thinking of this, Lu Xia Tian tore a rough cloth from his body and covered his face. He drew his short sword from his waist and rushed forward quickly.
“Ha ha, you little brats from the Lei Dao Gate, today you'll know how powerful I am!” The young man in embroidered clothes twisted his face and thrust his sword towards Shi Qing's abdomen. He was a storm among the younger generation of disciples in the Black Tiger Gang, but he couldn't even withstand ten moves from this man. This humiliation must be returned to Shi Qing tenfold, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to quell the hatred in his heart.
"Brother Shi!" The girl in white cried out in alarm, watching as Shi Qinghan split open the other two figures. His forward momentum had peaked, and his follow-through hadn't yet begun; this sword strike was absolutely inescapable. "Clang!"
A gray figure flashed past, the young man in brocade robes drew his sword and swung it open. He only felt a flash of light before his abdomen was kicked and he flew backwards in pain.
The grey shadow kicked the young man in fine clothes away and didn't stop. With incredible agility, he pounced on another disciple of the Black Tiger Gang and landed two strikes, stabbing one arm with his sword.
In a mere instant, the gray figure injured seven people and not a single person was able to withstand even a single move against it.
"Let's go!" The Black Tiger Gang disciples were shocked, and the young man in brocade was even paler. He cried out in a hurry, then led everyone away in disgrace.
"Many thanks to this brother for his help. If not for you, I'm afraid all of us would not be able to return safely today. May I ask your name, sir The Lei Dao Sect will definitely repay your kindness!"
Shi Qingshan came to his senses and looked at the gray-clothed boy with admiration. To have injured seven people with such ease, even a first-rate martial arts expert would be hard-pressed to achieve such a feat.
“No need for repayment. The disciples of the Black Tiger Gang suffered a loss and will likely send a powerful expert to seek revenge soon. This is a dangerous place, so it's best to leave quickly.” Lu Xia Tian finished speaking, directly leaping onto the rooftop beside the street, then vanished from everyone's sight.
Jumping down from the roof, Lu XiaTian pulled off the rough cloth covering his face and shook his slightly numb wrist. He had just sparred with a few disciples of the Black Tiger Gang, and his wrist was tingling slightly. These were only disciples among gang members; if it were those renowned first-class martial artists or even peerless warriors, he would probably still be outmatched. It seemed that after cultivating the Hun Yuan Jing, the increase in strength was secondary, but his eyesight and perception of the surroundings were stronger than any martial artist. In terms of pure strength, he was probably inferior to a first-class martial artist.
In a luxurious guest room at Dongyang Inn in Píngwǔ County, a man with a dignified face and a national character patted the table with his palm. With a bang, the thick wooden table instantly shattered into pieces of wood.
“How can this be! The Black Tiger Gang disregards the principles of the martial world and dares to attack our disciples from the Thunder Blade Sect. This account must be settled!”
"Younger Brother Qian, there's no need to be so angry. If this were Qingzhuxian County, you could simply go to their door, but here in Pingwuxian, the Black Tiger Gang are the local snakes, naturally more arrogant. Thankfully, these disciples of Qingshan have not suffered serious injuries. With the various factions gathering in Liangzhou this time, it's a mixed bag of fish and dragons. The Sect Leader hasn't arrived yet either. Let's just observe for now. When the martial arts conference opens, we will publicly reprimand the Black Tiger Gang before all the sects and challenge them, giving them a taste of their own medicine."Sitting next to him was another middle-aged man with white hair, who shook his head and said.
"Well then, let's wait until the headmaster arrives and make a decision. However, you said there was a masked swordsman who came to the rescue. What's the story" The man with a national character face, Zhou Lie, was the hall master of the Punishment Hall of Lei Dao Gate, and also Shi Qing Shan's master.
“The disciple doesn't understand either. That person's martial arts skills were extremely high. They wore a cloth mask and didn't seem willing to reveal their identity. They injured seven disciples of the Black Tiger Gang in succession, scaring the others away. Only then were we able to escape safely. Otherwise, under the siege of the Black Tiger Gang, we would probably have been at their mercy.” Shi QingShan had a grateful look on his face when he mentioned the masked man, but then he thought of something else, “However, judging by their physique, they shouldn't be much older than the disciples.”
“What You’re not much older than us, yet you possess such skill” Zhou Lie and the white-haired elder were taken aback. “To defeat six or seven members of the Black Tiger Gang without a scratch, you must be at least a first-rate expert. Among the younger generation in the martial world, there are few with such abilities, at least someone nearing thirty.”
"I never expected Pingwu County to be a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. However, since that person is unwilling to reveal their identity, it's fine. Judging from this incident, this person seems to be a friend rather than an enemy. It's a good thing for us after all." The white-haired old man shook his head and said.ess low-level demon bats, as long as they were touched by Kou Jing's ripples, would die instantly.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Streams of blood mist connected into...