Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 54 I have an idea

The sky was getting darker and darker. Huang Yaoshi's withdrawal from the battle made many people feel regretful. They felt that this rare battle in decades was about to come to an end.

Huang Yaoshi’s withdrawal also means that the original balance and deadlock will be broken.

If Hong Qi and Ouyang Feng cannot come up with more sophisticated means, it is almost certain that they will be defeated by Qiu Chuji.

At this time, Qiu Chuji, after half a day of high-pressure fighting, completely integrated what he had learned and mastered into his own control, and almost perfectly achieved the goal of using what he had learned.

The moves performed with the long mace in his hand became more and more simple, but this simplicity was not crude.

If I have to make an analogy, it is like doodles. A complete layman in painting and a true master of painting, even if they are just sketching a few strokes, the meaningless mess and the free and casual beauty can be easily distinguished by anyone with normal human aesthetics.

The concise long mace techniques, although simple in sending and receiving, each move gives people a feeling of being overwhelmed by the power of a thousand pounds and being helpless in all means.

If Hong Qi and Ouyang Feng were not both good at taking strong attacks, and most of the time they competed with Qiu Chuji on the depth of his skills, they would have been unable to withstand it like Huang Yaoshi!
click!
With a crisp sound, a corner of Ouyang Feng's two-headed snake staff was knocked away. At the same time, the sweeping force forced back Hong Qi's "There is No Dog in the World". The scattered energy blew up the snow in all directions.

The sky and the earth were dark. The sun completely gave up its powerless resistance and was pressed into the dark silence by the thick cumulus clouds.

And just at the moment when the world was about to fall into complete darkness, a blurry figure jumped out from the crowd and rushed quickly to a corner of the battlefield.

There was placed the Nine Yin Scriptures that had been thrown high into the sky by Qiu Chuji, which had naturally already fallen to the ground and was even buried by the snow.

He was very fast, and it was obvious that he was very good at martial arts. While several people in the center of the battlefield were immersed in the battle and most of the others were attracted by the battle, he would get the sweetest fruit through this speculative method... at least this flying figure thought so.

Ah!
A scream came from the figure's mouth.

Then, in just one or two breaths, his body fell down and hit the snow heavily.

A scarlet poisonous snake was hovering over the secret book of the Nine Yin Scriptures, spitting out its tongue.

Even the cold air did not cause this highly poisonous snake to fall into hibernation as it should, as if it had been fed some special medicine in advance.

"Flying Kick Bai Shichiro! It's him!"

"I didn't expect that he almost succeeded." Someone in the crowd called out the man's identity.

Qiu Chuji looked at Ouyang Feng, who had no expression on his face, in surprise.

From the Jin people's point of view, this was not false, but in a sense, it was not a bad thing that the Nine Yin Scriptures, which were not "real", were stolen by this Flying Kick Bai Qi.

Why did Ouyang Feng ambush a poisonous snake there in advance?

Who is it to plot against?
The sudden change brought the battle, which was only about to begin, to an abrupt end.

Although no one said it explicitly, anyone with eyes knew who the winner would be.

"My original intention was to ask a notary to help identify the authenticity of the secret book, but now I've gone astray." Qiu Chuji put away the Hunyuan Swallowing Dragon Mace and spoke first.

Ouyang Feng's eyes were filled with madness: "Why do you want to stop?"

"I haven't lost yet!"

Hong Qi took off the wine gourd from his waist and gulped down a big gulp without saying a word, but his eyes were bright and it was obvious that he didn't want to give up.

Qiu Chuji walked to the secret book of Nine Yin Scriptures and, with a burst of Tiangang finger force, stabbed Ouyang Feng's poisonous snake to death without any hesitation.

Then he chose to use his long mace to pick up the secret book and strode towards Huang Yaoshi. "Brother Huang! Please taste it first." This was the process that had been agreed upon long ago.

Although Ouyang Feng was unexpectedly present, he was not elected by everyone, so it was understandable that Qiu Chuji did not show the secret book to him.

Huang Yaoshi took out a handkerchief, covered his hands with it, and then reached out to take it.

Whoosh!
A snake-shaped dart shot over, carrying a strong energy, and its target was the secret book hanging on Qiu Chuji's mace.

The long mace in Qiu Chuji's hand trembled slightly, the secret book flew towards Huang Yaoshi, and the dart was knocked away.

However, the secret book flying in the air did not fall into Huang Yaoshi's hands. Instead, it spontaneously combusted in the wind and burned to ashes in a very short time.

Qiu Chuji turned his head away, and the murderous intent towards Ouyang Feng in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

The secret book was destroyed, and there was a loophole in his plan.

The Jin man only needs to say that he had tampered with the secret book in order to hide it for himself, so as to cover up the fact that the secret book was destroyed, and then release some fragments to disrupt the world.

"The secret book is destroyed now. Only you and Jin Yanzi have read its contents."

"As long as I kill Jin Yanzi, Qiu Chuji... you will be the only living secret book." Ouyang Feng's words were cold and crazy, making it difficult for people to understand his specific intentions.

As soon as these words were spoken, many people immediately looked towards the small Taoist temple which still had its doors closed. Some people cursed themselves for being stupid. Why didn't they just go and grab the secret book instead of waiting for these great masters to make a name for themselves?

Hurala!
A figure crossed the sky, and Wang Chongyang landed at the entrance of the small Taoist temple. He hung the sword on the door, then turned sideways and looked at the martial arts heroes who were ready to make a move.

There was no need to unsheathe the sword. He just waved his hand and the sharp sword energy left a deep scratch in front of the Taoist temple gate.

"Anyone who crosses this line, don't blame me for the sharpness of the sword in my hand!"

Qiu Chuji saw this and immediately smiled and said, "With Master here, everything will be safe. Miss Jin, just wait in the Taoist temple."

Jin Yanzi's voice came from the Taoist temple: "Excuse me, Grandmaster Wang!"

Among the martial arts heroes present, some who did not know Wang Chongyang immediately suppressed the beating of their hearts after hearing these words.

If Qiu Chuji is such a powerful disciple, then isn’t his master a god-like being?
Who dares to be so presumptuous?
People in the martial arts world do fight for secret manuals of magical skills, magical weapons and special horses, but if there is no chance at all, few people would seek death.

There are so many unique martial arts in Shaolin Temple, but how many people dare to use them?
"Ouyang Duwu! What do you mean by this?" Qiu Chuji looked at Ouyang Feng with a puzzled look. He had long felt that this Western Poison was weird, and this time he thought that he had other plans.

Ouyang Feng said: "I have an idea."

"We are all rare masters in the world, why should we pick up other people's words?"

"Since the secret book is destroyed, let's create another one. With our combined strength, the magic skills we create will definitely be higher, stronger, and more extraordinary than the Nine Yin Manual!"

Qiu Chuji sneered: "You have a good idea, but don't think about it anymore!"

It turns out that Ouyang Feng had this in mind.

He might know the contents of the Nine Yin Scriptures, but they were of little use to him, so what he really wanted were Qiu Chuji, Hong Qi, Huang Yaoshi, and even the unique skills of Wang Chongyang.

Of course, it is impossible to take it by force, so he used the name of communication and creation, which can be regarded as a thoughtful move.

(End of this chapter)