Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 112: A historic battle

Several people in the training ground just saw Li Yuanzhi behind Song Qingshu, and their expressions turned extremely unnatural. It's just that Song Qingshu's thoughts at the moment were mostly focused on the countermeasures for the issues tonight, and he didn't notice the abnormality.

"That is all. I came here to remind you, so that you do not lose your life in confusion. I have to go to other places, so I will be taking my leave first." Song Qingshu waved his hand casually, turned around and walked out.

"Understood, sir!" The group of people saluted one after another.

Li Yuanzhi followed behind Song Qingshu, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look at a young man in the training ground several times. Her eyes were full of pleading, but seeing the other party's expression and shaking his head firmly, she had no choice but to leave, but her mood had changed from being high-spirited to restless.

"Little girl, why did you suddenly stop chattering?" Suddenly feeling a little quieter in his ears, Song Qingshu looked at Li Yuanzhi and casually asked.

"Ah, what are you saying?" Li Yuanzhi looked a little flustered and said unnaturally, "When did I chatter…"

Song Qingshu glanced at her suspiciously, but he knew that this girl's mind was always famous for being unpredictable, and he didn't bother to guess what Li Yuanzhi was thinking. Lowering his head, Song Qingshu began to ponder the countermeasures for tonight.

Unfortunately, Song Qingshu couldn't come up with a foolproof plan even until it was evening.

Looking at Dongfang Bubai in a long red robe and standing on the yellow glazed tiles on the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, ‘I’ll just take a step and see a step, and act according to the situation.’

Before he knew it, a bright moon had risen in the sky, and the soft moonlight shone on Dongfang Bubai. For the first time, people saw this Cult Master who made people all over the world terrified.

After seeing that Dongfang Bubai was actually a young and handsome man who looked like a woman, the martial artists outside the palace were shocked.

Suddenly Dongfang Bubai's expression sank, she stood against the wind with her hands behind her back, staring at the center of the moon.

Song Qingshu also suddenly thought of something and followed Dongfang Bubai's line of sight. He saw a small black spot appearing in the middle of the bright moon, slowly getting bigger and bigger. After seeing it clearly, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be horrified.

It turned out that Feng Qingyang had arrived, he was standing on a sword as he surfed the wind and emerged from the moon. The white hair on his head was shining under the moonlight, which further solidified his image as a sword immortal.

"Riding a Sword? How is that possible!" Song Qingshu's mind seemed to have crashed, and his thoughts rushed, ‘Is this really the world of martial arts, how can there be Flying Swords in the world of martial arts? This is unscientific, I must have gone to the wrong film set!’

Sure enough, there was a sound of gasping for air from outside the palace, as if a bomb had exploded.

A look of surprise flashed on Dongfang Bubai's face, but her reaction was not as exaggerated as Song Qingshu and others. Seeing Feng Qingyang landing a few feet away, she smiled lightly, "This Dongfang has long admired your achievements against the former leader and ten elders of my Sun Moon Holy Cult."

Being reminded of some old things by the other party, a faint trace of melancholy appeared on Feng Qingyang's face, and he sighed, "Decades have passed in a flash, but I didn't expect that this Feng's first battle out of the seclusion would actually be with the Sun Moon Holy Cult again. When I think about my fights with the past Cult Master, I can only sigh, and wish us both good luck."

"There is heaven's will behind it all." Dongfang Bubai said solemnly, "Master Feng's reputation was built on the suffering of the Sun Moon Holy Cult. This Dongfang is the leader of the Cult, and today he dares to ask for a payback, with due profit."

Song Qingshu pursed his lips, and said in his heart with contempt, ‘Why are you talking so much nonsense, did you come here to chat and just hang out? If you want a payback, then why don't you just start the fight?’

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and after a long laugh, he said, "This Feng has always admired the former Master of your cult for his accomplishments in swordsmanship and palm techniques. I have heard for a long time that Cult Master Dongfang's martial arts realm has far surpassed that of mine. This Feng really wants to experience the Sunflower Manual of Cult Master Dongfang, and see whether it truly has the same power spoken in legends."

"You sound very optimistic." Dongfang Bubai smiled and disappeared from the place.

Dongfang Bubai has always been very powerful. She usually had a serious and gloomy face, but now when she suddenly smiled, it was as if a hundred flowers bloomed. It was extraordinarily charming and enchanting, Song Qingshu stared at her for a while, and even forgot to follow where she was attacking.

Song Qingshu may have forgotten, but Feng Qingyang didn't. He slightly took a step back, pointed his fingertips like a sword on one side of his body, and a strand of Sword Qi which was visible to the naked eye parried the attack coming from the right.

After a crisp sound, Dongfang Bubai had returned to her original place, looking at the broken embroidery needle between her fingers, her face changed slightly, "As I expected, it will be difficult to attack and defend. Your martial arts truly lives up to its reputation."

"Your Excellency is fast enough to be called the number one in the world." Feng Qingyang also had a solemn expression on his face. Just now, he saw through the opponent's moves. Under the pre-emptive strike, the opponent's first move seemed to hit his own Sword Qi. Who knew that at the critical moment, Dongfang Bubai effortlessly changed his body posture and escaped unscathed.

Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, "Then let this one test whether you can predict the enemy's movement every time." Her hands slowly spread out, her whole body slightly shook, and countless embroidery needles suddenly shot towards Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang retreated in a hurry, he held the sword in his hand, and with a clockwise motion he drew a large circle in front of him. Countless Sword QI appeared out of thin air, and formed a shape similar to a Dharma Wheel (Dharmachakra) from Buddhism. The embroidery needles of Dongfang Bubai hit it and bounced all around.

Dongfang Bubai was not flustered, her hands made a few gestures in the air, and the scattered embroidery needles seemed to tremble, as if they had come to life.

"Flying needles?" Feng Qingyang was startled, and after looking at it carefully, he could see that at the end of each embroidery needle was a thin hair thin “silkworm thread” that looked invisible at first glance.

Dongfang Bubai shook her hands, and the needles had already been inserted into the glazed tiles on the roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony around Feng Qingyang, and the tiles in the sky quickly annihilated Feng Qingyang's figure.

Duo Long was overjoyed when he saw it and was about to talk to Song Qingshu, when there was a loud bang from the roof. Looking back, he saw dozens of sharp Sword QI shooting out through the glazed tiles, obliterating them in the process. The silkworm threads were also cut into pieces.

Dongfang Bubai did not intend to trap Feng Qingyang with the glazed tiles, but only used them to block Feng Qingyang's sight for a moment, and then took the opportunity to attack the space several feet around Feng Qingyang's body.

Feng Qingyang made an inadvertent move, fell into a passive state. But he was not flustered, he used his sword art and made one move after another to parry the opponent's offensive.

The rest of the spectators had completely lost sight of Dongfang Bubai’s figure, they only saw red shadows all over the sky, rushing in from all directions.

Feng Qingyang's movements were also very fast, and every time he could perfectly counter Dongfang Bubai's offensive in advance. It was a pity that Dongfang Bubai's speed was just too fast, so he could not counter attack.

“Master Feng is moving so slowly, but why can he still counter Dongfang Bubai's attack?" In Xia Qingqing's eyes, Dongfang Bubai's speed had gone beyond the limit of sight, and she couldn't even see the red shadow; but Feng Qingyang’s every move and every technique seemed slow to the extreme, so even she could see it clearly.

"It's because the two of their realms have reached too high and that causes the light around them to distort, which makes you have this illusion. Senior Feng's moves are also quite fast…"

Song Qingshu turned around and explained. Suddenly he noticed that Li Yuanzhi, who was standing beside him, was unusually quiet, and was not watching the duel at all, so he couldn't help laughing, "Miss Li, haven't you always been begging me to show you this great battle? Why are you not watching now? If you don't watch it seriously, you will miss the excitement of ‘the night of the full moon, at the peak of the Forbidden City'. Once you miss it, even if you want to watch it again, I'm afraid you won’t have the chance to…"

As he spoke, a feeling of déjà vu made Song Qingshu's smile abruptly stop, and a terrible thought suddenly flashed in his heart. At this moment, Duo Long came over and said in a low voice, "Brother Song, the two of them are in a stalemate now. If you take action, you will definitely be able to control the battle…"

Song Qingshu waved his hand and stopped Duo Long from continuing to speak. Looking at Li Yuanzhi, who was very worried and obviously lost in her thoughts, he thought back to the strange-looking sect disciples he had seen at the “Pole Arms” before, and muttered to himself, "A fatty, a one-armed Taoist, twin brothers, a hunchback…"

"Shi*t!" Song Qingshu finally remembered who those people were, because he didn't like "The Book and the Sword" in his previous life, he was not that familiar with the plot of the characters in it. It was now that he remembered that those people were clearly from the Red Flower Society!

The fat man was Zhao Banshan, nicknamed "Thousand Arms Buddha”, the twin brothers were Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi…. As the identities of these characters in his mind became clearer and clearer, Song Qingshu couldn't help but curse out loud, "What the fu*k!"

He quickly used the Traceless Sand Treading Steps and ran to the inner palace. He didn't even bother to watch the duel between Dongfang Bubai and Feng Qingyang. He was really careless this time around, and he had no doubts when he met them, and brought them into the palace. What would the Red Flower Society do in the palace? If they caused trouble here, the one who brought them into the palace would definitely be regarded as their accomplice by the Qing court, and he would become wanted and hunted down all over the world!

Seeing Song Qingshu running to the inner palace, Li Yuanzhi's face changed greatly, and she also used her movement technique to chase after him.

Looking at the figures of the two of them leaving, Xia Qingqing became confused, then she looked back at the two dueling atop the Hall of Supreme Harmony, hesitated for a while, but stayed where she was in the end.

Seeing that Song Qingshu was not listening to him at all, Duo Long felt a surge of anger in his heart, but when he saw the change of Song Qingshu’s expression when he ran to the inner palace, he suddenly felt a thump in his heart, and quickly asked a team of guards, "Which group of brothers is responsible for protecting the Emperor today?"

"It's Zhao Qixian, Zhang Kangnian and the others." The guard quickly replied.

"Just their two teams?" Duo Long asked in surprise.

"In order to prevent the martial artists in the capital from entering the palace and causing trouble, the Emperor sent most of the guards in the vicinity of the gates of the Forbidden City." The guard replied in a low voice.

Duo Long was taken aback, "It's too risky for the Emperor to do this!"

"You don't have to worry sir…" The guard said with a smile. "We are guarding the perimeter like iron barrels, and not a fly can come in. The Emperor will face no dangers, not to mention the Emperor said that there is a peerless expert who has been secretly protecting him."

"What fu*king peerless master!" Duo Long didn't know the existence of the Sunflower Ancestor. "I am the commander of the imperial guards, and even I don't know that a master is protecting the Emperor. Here me! You people come with me to rescue him."

Thinking of Song Qingshu's anxious appearance when he left, Duo Long became more afraid as he thought about it, and hurriedly gathered his subordinates and ran to the inner palace.

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Another long chapter.