txolops Chapter 125 Fighting Xie Hongde
Chapter 125 Fighting Xie Hongde
Yue Feng smiled silently. He was worried about the situation at Shuiyue Manor, so he rushed over at full speed as soon as he recovered from his internal injuries. To get there as quickly as possible, he didn't even ride a horse, relying solely on his lightness skill to run. It was also thanks to his Taihua Immortal Body reaching perfection that he arrived much earlier than expected.
He had expected to face a life-or-death battle upon arrival, and had been pondering strategies to defeat the enemy the entire way. He never imagined Xie Hongde would utter such words. Even Yue Feng, who always prided himself on his thick skin, had to admit defeat in the face of Xie Hongde.
"Mr. Xie, I'm sorry, but I have a father. My father is the dignified head of the Huashan Sect, known in the martial arts world as the 'Gentleman Sword,' far superior to an old monster like you. Don't even mention taking you as my godfather again, or don't blame me for being impolite."
Xie Hongde wasn't angry. He chuckled and said, "You're going to be impolite to me? Yue Feng, you were planning to be impolite anyway, weren't you? I know your background, and I know Yue Buqun's character and martial arts skills. How could he be worthy of being your father?"
"Shut up! You shameless old thief, what did you say? You dare to look down on my father?" Yue Feng roared, his voice echoing like thunder throughout the entire Shuiyue Mountain. Everyone in the hall, regardless of their skill level, felt their vision blur and their heads spin. Xie Hongde, however, remained unmoved, smiling faintly, and said:
"I despise more than just your father, Yue Buqun. I despise everyone and everything in the Huashan Sect. Oh, except you. Alright, I've said enough. Are you willing to become my godfather or not? If you say no, I'll make everyone here pay with their lives."
Yue Feng took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart and transforming it into a cold fury that slowly flowed through his soul like magma. He didn't answer, but simply drew his Qingfeng sword from his waist. A hint of disappointment flashed in Xie Hongde's eyes, and he said with a mocking tone:
"You're using the sword I gave you against me?"
Yue Feng said in a deep voice, "The sword is named 'Qingfeng' (Gentle Breeze), yet it has fallen into the hands of a demon like you. What has this precious sword done wrong? Xie Hongde, didn't you look down on the martial arts of my Huashan Sect? Today, I will use the sword techniques of the Huashan Sect to kill you."
Before Xie Hongde could say anything more, Yue Feng's longsword suddenly swept across without warning, its chilling aura already touching the skin of Xie Hongde's neck. Xie Hongde recognized this as a basic sword move from the Huashan Swordplay, called "White Clouds Emerging from the Mountain," but how could this sword strike be so fast?
Unbeknownst to him, Yue Feng's understanding of swordsmanship had reached a new level after being inspired by the "Azure Cloud Sword Manual" and creating the Azure Cloud Divine Sword. This move, "White Clouds Emerging from the Mountain Peak," appeared simple, but in reality, it had fused the internal energy of the Taihua Immortal Body with the sword intent of the Azure Cloud Divine Sword into one. Its origin was still the Huashan Swordplay, but it had surpassed the current Huashan Swordplay by countless times.
Xie Hongde tilted his head, dodging the blade of the Qingfeng Sword, and casually grabbed at Yue Feng's wrist. Chen Ji couldn't help but shout, "Master, be careful!" He had just been grabbed by the wrist with that grab, and from then on, he was no longer in control of his own body.
Yue Feng's right hand, wielding his sword, was changing positions, unable to counter Xie Hongde's grappling. His left hand unleashed the power of Yu the Great splitting mountains, striking out with a powerful palm strike. Xie Hongde, wanting to test Yue Feng's skill, did not dodge.
The two palms collided, suddenly unleashing a whirlwind that swept towards Yun Ruoyu and Xiong Zhaozhao, who were flanking them. Yun Ruoyu used a move called "Flowing Clouds and Water Sleeves" to deflect the force to the side, but she herself was still pulled off balance and almost fell. Everyone who saw this was horrified.
As Xie Hongde dismantled Yue Feng's "New Huashan Sword Technique," he said, "Good lad, so young, yet your skill is so formidable. I used half my strength in that palm strike just now, how much did you use?"
Yue Feng coldly replied, "Only thirty percent."
Xie Hongde was taken aback, and for the first time, his face showed anger: "You brat, how dare you talk so arrogantly! Open!" He spread his palms outward and pushed forward at the same time. The force of his palms was like a raging tide pressing down on Yue Feng, and even the onlookers felt that they could hardly breathe.
At that moment, a powerful finger strike shot out from Yue Feng's left hand, passing right through the gap between Xie Hongde's palms. Xie Hongde's expression changed slightly; before he could withdraw his palms, his entire body began to spin like a top. The finger strike reached the edge of the "top" and was inexplicably bounced aside.
Yue Feng used his Demon-Subduing Palm to neutralize Xie Hongde's palm strike, and with his sword in motion, he instantly appeared in front of Xie Hongde. Xie Hongde continued to spin, unleashing a barrage of strange attacks—punches, kicks, headbutts, and knee strikes—all aimed at Yue Feng.
Yue Feng unleashed the "Boundless Falling Leaves" move from the Huashan Swordplay, his sword strikes growing ever faster as he pressed his attack against Xie Hongde. This move was one of the pinnacle techniques of Huashan Swordplay and a signature move of Yue Buqun. Now, wielded by Yue Feng, it was as if a person had grown eight arms, each wielding a long sword. The sword light flashed and merged into a continuous, dazzling display, like a bolt of lightning, like a silver river, relentlessly pouring towards Xie Hongde.
The technique Xie Hongde used was a unique skill he had acquired from the Western Regions. This skill was both offensive and defensive, and extremely powerful, but its only drawback was that it consumed too much energy, making it unsuitable for prolonged battles.
Against an ordinary opponent, Xie Hongde wouldn't need to use this extraordinary skill to win. But Yue Feng was a mystery; his right hand was clearly using the Huashan sword technique, yet it was strangely unpredictable and caused him endless headaches; his left hand, whether palm or finger, was constantly coming up with strange and unusual moves.
And that elusive throwing knife—Yue Feng hasn't used it again yet. Is he waiting for a chance to kill with a single blow? All of this is making Xie Hongde increasingly anxious.
Seeing that Yue Feng was full of energy and growing stronger with each battle, while he himself was old and frail, his strength gradually waning, Xie Hongde dared not hold back any longer. He suddenly stopped, clenched his fists, and slowly thrust them towards Yue Feng.
Seeing Xie Hongde's movements suddenly become like a tortoise crawling, Yue Feng knew that something was amiss. He dodged Xie Hongde's fist by the side and thrust his sword diagonally, using the "Ancient Cypress Forest" move from the Huashan Sword Technique. This move was meticulous in its execution, aiming not to achieve merit but to avoid mistakes, making it a wonderful technique for probing strengths and weaknesses.
Xie Hongde acted as if he hadn't seen Yue Feng's sword strike, continuing to thrust forward with both fists. The moment Yue Feng's sword energy touched the true energy that permeated Xie Hongde's entire body, it was like snow falling into boiling water; not only did it immediately dissolve, but it also became part of the "boiling water."
Alarm bells rang in Yue Feng's mind, and he hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated, dodging the attack. However, no matter how he dodged, Xie Hongde's fists relentlessly pursued him like a persistent leech. In no time, Yue Feng was cornered against the wall by Xie Hongde.
Seeing that Yue Feng had no room to maneuver, Xie Hongde's eyes revealed a cruel smile. Although it would be a pity for such an outstanding young man to die by his own fist, after this battle, his martial arts skills would surely reach a new level!
Just then, Yue Feng let out a clear whistle and thrust his sword straight at Xie Hongde's heart. This sword strike was simple and unadorned, hardly a move at all; it was simply a matter of pouring all his true energy into the sword.