Chapter 135: Chapter One Hundred Thirty-One: Return
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Tang Luo and his party took a roundabout route back to the city from the wilderness, only to truly realize why children can’t accompany journeys in the martial world.
The so-called wilderness was a wasteland filled with piled rocks and overgrown weeds, difficult to traverse but a paradise for poisonous insects and scorpions. To ensure the children’s safety, the elder Xu, who stood at the forefront, used his invisible spiritual sword aura to clear a path that everyone could pass through.
But this approach was, in essence, no different from broadcasting their whereabouts to the enemy.
Although the children were all very sensible and gritted their teeth trying to keep pace with the adults, even when they ran, their speed was extremely slow.
Progressing at such a pace, they would surely be surrounded by the enemy.
Tang Luo said to Elder Xu, “We cannot continue like this.”
Elder Xu nodded gravely. His heart was also in turmoil, not for himself, but for the imminent bleak situation they would face when colliding with the enemy.
He thought for a moment and entrusted Tang Luo, “You go ahead with them.”
He planned to block the enemy himself, delaying them to buy time.
“That also won’t work.” Tang Luo shook his head, rejecting his proposal. Since the enemy had called for reinforcements, they certainly had at least one warrior from the Fierce Realm and several metamorphosed humans. Their targets, in addition to Elder Xu, included him.
The enemy would definitely deploy a large force to search the wilderness. Even if only the two of them were discovered, this group of children would certainly be found too. How could Mi Bai protect the children? Hence, Elder Xu’s plan to split up would definitely fail.
“What do you suggest?” Elder Xu shrugged his shoulders, passing the problem onto Tang Luo.
He had found that although his cousin was young, he was thoughtful, meticulous and had strong insight. It would be better to leave such decision-making matters to him. Therefore, he inquired directly after his plan was rejected.
Mi Bai, who was at the rear of the group, saw Elder Xu and Tang Luo discussing something. He took a few steps forward and said to them.
“Gentlemen, I have a request.”
Mi Bai said with a wry smile, “Could you two please lead the children away first?”
“Why?” Elder Xu was astonished, not understanding why Mi Bai would make such a request.
The scholar looked uncomfortable and said, “The target is me. Both of you were dragged into this trouble for my sake. Since everything started because of me, naturally, it should be ended by me.”
Elder Xu and Tang Luo exchanged a glance, realizing the scholar had misunderstood.
The current situation had nothing to do with him. Elder Xu had killed a martial artist from the Feng family, and the Feng family was bound to seek revenge. As for the value of Mi Bai, to Feng Dezheng and Gong Zheng, he was invaluable, but from the family’s perspective, he was insignificant.
However, his selfless spirit deeply moved Elder Xu. He thumped his chest and promised, “Brother Bai, don’t be panicked. Even if they have a warrior from the Fierce Realm, I will surely protect you all.”
Two young men of similar age, each comforting the other, wanting to attract the attention of the pursuers by themselves, trying to pull off a heroic last stand.
Tang Luo glanced at the passionate Elder Xu and then at the scholar who was ready to walk into the enemy’s trap. He found them both speechless. If they continued their drama, they would all be wiped out. “Stop your drama. Now, listen to me.”
His words doused the heated boys.
Tang Luo looked at Mi Bai, “As a person who has been rescued, you need to be prepared to be rescued! If you or the children die, our efforts would be in vain. So now, all you need to do is to obediently follow along and not think of anything else. Understand?”
He grabbed Elder Xu, who was boasting, and called out to the children, “Don’t panic, kids. He will continue to lead you forward. Run as fast as you can and don’t stop! I am going to get a vehicle that can carry people. You must hang on until I come back, got it?”
Mi Bai and the children looked at the determined Tang Luo, nodding their heads to signify that they understood.
Tang Luo let go of Elder Xu and gave him a knowing look. He shot up into the sky, disappeared over the horizon in a flash of silver light.
Although they were one man short in the group, it seemed as if they saw hope again. At least Mi Bai was no longer thinking about surrendering himself. Instead, he held the injured Dog Egg and the youngest little girl, trying his best to run.
But how could such conspicuous actions escape the eyes of the elite force of the clan?
Behind the wild grass, taller than a man, Xu Lao Ying was faced with a clear path before him and dozens of prepared warriors confronting him on the opposite side.
An elderly man with a gloomy face stood at the front of the team, staring at Xu Lao Ying without a word. His aura, like that of a fierce beast, indicated that he was a warrior of the Fierce Realm.
It was unfortunate that they encountered the enemy’s warriors so soon after Tang Luo had left.
“So soon?” Xu Lao Ying muttered in discontent at how quickly they had managed to block their path. He turned to Mi Bai and said, “You and the kid stand still.”
The elderly man was Feng Wen Dong. Standing behind him were thirteen squads that had shed their mortal coil, each person clad in armor.
As the strongest member of the Feng Clan, Feng Wen Dong had devoted his life to strengthening the martial power directly under the Feng Clan. He was fully aware that strength was the foundation of a powerful clan, and everything else was trivial.
Every squad of the Feng Clan that had shed their mortal coil was personally trained by him, much like his own children. Yet an outsider warrior didn’t give him any respect and began his attack immediately.
Since he had no regard for courtesy, Feng Wen Dong would not feel bad about overpowering him. With a fierce look in his eyes, he stepped forward and asked, “You’re the one who killed the warrior of my Feng Clan?”
“Abuse the weak and distort the truth. I kill every beast I encounter,” Xu Lao Ying expressed disdain and declared loudly.
Swordsmen choose to break rather than bend! Even when facing a warrior of the Fierce Realm, he would not show an ounce of fear.
“You’re bold!” Feng Wen Dong had forgotten how long it had been since someone dared to speak to him like that. He punched toward Xu Lao Ying, using a move called “Impose Nothing.”
The bloody fist imprint was as huge as a mountain, like a divine fist keeping Xu Lao Ying covered, a heavy spiritual pressure flattened the wild grass that was taller than a man, exposing Mi Bai and the children who were gasping with their hands on their chests.
The power of a punch from a Fierce Realm powerhouse was indeed terrifying.
Unruffled in the face of danger, Xu Lao Ying conjured sword auras of thunder, fire and moon with his mystic sword technique.
The arrogant and cold moon sword intent transformed into a silver Spiritual Sword ten meters long, unmatched in sharpness. The purple thunder merged with the crimson fire and triggered an explosive reaction. The purple-and-red thunder-fire, endowed with an astonishing power, attached itself to the pure-white Spiritual Sword, forming sword light!
With a flash in his eye, Xu Lao Ying controlled the Spiritual Sword to counter the “Impose Nothing” fist imprint.
The purple-and-red sword light collided with the blood-colored fist imprint, and Feng Wen Dong had a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
The distinguishing feature of his “Impose Nothing” technique was its corrupt spiritual power. When clashing with other techniques, it was normally the opponent’s technique that decayed and dissipated, while his “Impose Nothing” would still be able to maintain its spiritual form for attack. This was his famed secret skill.
With Tong Ming’s information, how could he not know that the young swordsman had a killing technique comparable to that of the Fierce Realm? And this “Impose Nothing” technique was not casually thrown out.
The main feature of blended martial arts is the ability to overpower across realms, yet it came with a notable drawback – being a combination of different spiritual energies, even after blending together, there were parts that rejected each other.
Such martial arts confronted with corrupt spiritual power was simply like encountering its nemesis.
As Feng Wen Dong had anticipated, as soon as the red fist imprint came into contact with the opponent’s Spiritual Sword, the most lethal thunder-fire sword light was immediately corroded. With its balance disrupted by the Blood Fiend aura, the thunder-fire sword intent exploded and dissipated, causing the moon sword form to be unstable.
Although the Spiritual Sword still stabbed into the “Impose Nothing” imprint, without the thunder-fire sword light, Feng Wen Dong did not believe it could pose any threat to his technique.
Xu Lao Ying stood with his hands behind his back, not even looking at the scene of the colliding Spiritual Sword and fist imprint.
Just by seeing the bloody Spiritual Light of “Impose Nothing,” he knew this was a Fierce Realm killing technique full of Blood Fiend power. Moreover, the Thunder-fire Moon Sword that he had congealed was specifically against the Blood Fiend power in the fist imprint.
Because the moon sword intent is the equivalent of a bright moon in the sky, vanquishing all evil!
The thunder-fire sword light was used to increase the power of the moon sword intent, so that it would not be immediately crushed by the fist imprint to lose its spiritual form at the first contact.
The Spiritual Sword stabbed into the bloody fist imprint erupted with incredibly bright silver light, even the supplemented Blood Fiend aura could not cover this blinding light. Slowly, the Blood Fiend power was purified and dissipated under the illumination of the Spiritual Light.
After losing the Blood Fiend power, his “Impose Nothing” was merely just a fist imprint!
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