Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Surviving Danger_1
The Golden Blade, although only about ten centimeters long, was extremely sharp, slicing through metal as if it were mud.
As Sha Yidao raised his hand, the Golden Blade directly aimed at Ouyang Yide’s arm.
At this moment, Ouyang Bingbing stepped forward.
"After all, he is my great-uncle. Scaring him and giving him a lesson is enough," she said.
The Golden Blade in Sha Yidao’s hand had already cut through Ouyang Yide’s sleeve and into the flesh of his arm.
However, the blade had penetrated less than a centimeter.
Boom!
Qin Feng snapped his fingers.
Sha Yidao was stunned, the Golden Blade froze in place.
When he came back to his senses, Sha Yidao was baffled.
"What... what’s happening?"
He murmured to himself, asking.
Seeing Sha Yidao back to his senses, much of Ouyang Yide’s fear and panic immediately dissipated.
The cut on his arm was bleeding profusely, causing Ouyang Yide great pain and making him grimace.
Unable to contain his rage, he slapped him.
"Smack!"
The crisp sound of the slap landed on Sha Yidao’s face.
"The hell you asking what the hell is going on for? I told you to cripple that little bastard. What the fuck did you do? You fucking used the Golden Blade on my arm!"
Originally somewhat confused, Sha Yidao completely woke up after being slapped by Ouyang Yide.
Whoosh!
Sha Yidao quickly tore off a strip of cloth from his clothing and wrapped Ouyang Yide’s wound to stop the bleeding.
Then, he stood up again.
Livid with rage, he glared at Qin Feng and roared, "You lowly wretch, how dare you use the Soul Hooking Skill on me?"
"You hooked me first, and then I hooked you back! Even if it’s despicable, you were the first one to stoop low," Qin Feng replied.
"If you’re brave enough, stop using devious tricks with me. Let’s have a straightforward match using only Martial Tao!"
Sha Yidao knew he could not outplay Qin Feng with the Soul Hooking Skill.
Thus, he wanted to fight head-on.
He had assumed Qin Feng was a ninth-grade martial master because the strongest among the disciples he brought was an eighth-grade martial master.
After experiencing Qin Feng’s Soul Hooking Skill, he realized his mistake.
The reason why Qin Feng could cut down his disciples like chopping vegetables, toppling over a dozen of them in just three short minutes, wasn’t that Qin Feng’s Martial Tao skills were so powerful, but because he knew the Soul Hooking Skill.
Thinking back to Qin Feng’s moves, not a trace of True Qi had been released.
This was enough to prove that Qin Feng was at most a Martial Artist.
Although Qin Feng’s moves were fast, they were disorderly and unsystematic.
So, at best, he was only a fifth-grade Martial Artist.
"You still want to fight me?" Qin Feng asked.
"Of course! Are you cowardly? Are you afraid to fight me head-on without playing tricks?"
"Do you still intend to break one of my arms, one of my legs?"
"That’s necessary," Qin Feng affirmed.
Qin Feng turned his head to look at Ouyang Bingbing and said, "This guy is not your great-uncle, so don’t interrupt midway this time!"
"Be careful, and don’t get hurt!" Ouyang Bingbing said, shooting a glare at Qin Feng like an angry little wife.
Qin Feng, with his hands in his pockets, looked at Sha Yidao with a chuckle and said, "Draw your Golden Blade, come on!"
"I don’t need to use the Golden Blade to handle a little chicken like you," Sha Yidao taunted as he concealed the Golden Blade back into his sleeve.
No matter who he fought, he would never use the Golden Blade as his opening move.
Because his Golden Blade was a hidden weapon.
It was only when it was revealed unexpectedly that it could deliver a fatal blow!
As soon as he finished speaking, Sha Yidao released his True Qi, transforming his palm into a blade.
Like a gust of wind, it sliced directly towards Qin Feng’s arm.
Qin Feng parried with the edge of his hand, blade against blade.
However, he did not release his Xuanhuang Qi.
Sha Yidao laughed.
In his heart, he thought even an idiot would know to dodge his hand blade attack!
This kid not only didn’t dodge but also met it head-on with his hand blade.
Could it be that his strength isn’t that of a Martial Artist but merely a Martial Student?
Because although Martial Artists can’t release True Qi, they can see it when the opponent releases it.
They should also know how powerful the True Qi released by a Grandmaster is, right?
The two hand blades clashed.
"Bang!"
Sparks flew as if a meteor had collided with Earth, bursting forth like a cleaver chopping into a high-voltage wire.
Then.
"Ah..."
"Ahhhh..."
Screams tore through the night sky.
It was Sha Yidao’s!
His palm was chopped into two separate parts.
One part still attached to the arm, the other already fallen to the ground, staining the earth beneath red.
Qin Feng’s hand remained unstained by blood.
His clothes were spotless, not a single drop of blood on them.
Sha Yidao was shocked.
In disbelief, he looked at Qin Feng and asked unwillingly.
"Are you a Grandmaster? A Grandmaster above the fifth rank?"
"What Grandmaster? I’m just someone with a little bit of rudimentary skill."
"Rudimentary skill?" Sha Yidao stopped the pain by pressing on his acupoints and let out a cold snort with a sneer, "Heh, quite the wolf in sheep’s clothing you are!"
"I’m not pretending to be a pig, and you’re not a tiger."
"Today I admit defeat to you. Losing to a Grandmaster above the fifth rank is no shame! I’m not as skilled as you, and I accept defeat. Kill me or cut me up, it’s your call!"
Sha Yidao knew he couldn’t beat Qin Feng, and continuing to fight meant certain death.
The clever man promptly admitted his weakness.
"I have no interest in killing you. But you made a mess coming here causing trouble. Call your men to clean up this place quickly and then get lost! From now on, you are not allowed to step half a pace into this courtyard, nor to trouble my wife again. Otherwise, I will take your life!"
After cleaning up the courtyard, Ouyang Yide left with Sha Yidao and the others.
Before leaving, he left a harsh threat.
"Ouyang Bingbing, I’ll give you no more than three days. After three days, you must come to the Capital with me and marry Qin Feipeng."
Since Sha Yidao couldn’t handle Qin Feng, Ouyang Yide was preparing to seek out an even more skilled expert.
With the strength of the Ouyang Family, even one of the top ten experts of Dragon Country could be invited.
However, the asking price of any one of those ten would be extremely high.
Moreover, to get them involved, it would take more than money; it would also require favors.
Favors were the last thing Ouyang Yide wanted to use because it meant involving the patriarch.
Doing so would make him appear especially incompetent, unable to handle even such a trivial matter himself.
Coming out of the Forest Cottage, Ouyang Yide received a phone call.
"What? Qin Feipeng doesn’t want to marry Ouyang Bingbing after seeing her photo? I had everything arranged, ready to bring Ouyang Bingbing back to the Capital first thing tomorrow morning. Well, if that’s the case, I might as well go back alone!"
After hanging up, Ouyang Yide breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Luckily Ouyang Bingbing’s social media post had saved him from this predicament.
Once he had everything in order, he would definitely find an opportunity for Qin Feipeng to meet the real Ouyang Bingbing.
Ouyang Bingbing must marry into the Qin Family!
Only through marriage could the Ouyang Family and the Qin Family become an ironclad alliance.
Only then could they gain the upper hand in the future struggle among the eight great noble families!
