From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 68 A hand stronger than an iron hand · One move to cripple Situ Can · One punch to kill Sima Fei (8900)

After arriving at a quiet room, the four sword boys immediately dragged over a large wooden barrel filled with pure green medicinal juice, and the fragrance of the medicine filled the entire room.

This medicinal soup is a mixture of "Tiger Bone Jade Marrow Paste" and "Leopard Embryo Tendon Pills" provided by Xu Xing.

The only difference is that the main ingredient has been replaced with a magical herb called Ganoderma lucidum, which can only be found among hundreds of ordinary Ganoderma lucidum. The potion made from this magical herb is fifty times more powerful than ordinary tiger bone paste and tendon-generating pills.

This is another feature of this world. Even if the medicines are of the same year, the medicines in this world are more effective than those in the Ming Dynasty world.

However, Xu Xing still hasn't discovered the real reason for this difference. He even can't help but wonder, is there really such a thing as "spiritual energy of heaven and earth" in this world?

This question flashed through Xu Xing's mind, because there were more important things at the moment.

Wuqing took a deep breath and lifted his trouser legs to his knees, revealing two pale legs that had lost their vitality and looked like two withered branches.

Xu Xing's eyes were as focused as a sword, piercing Wuqing's legs inch by inch.

The light even gave Wuqing an illusory intense burning sensation, and his muscles and bones seemed to be transparent, visible to him.

Wuqing does not regard this pain as torture.

Because ever since he could remember, he had never felt any sensation in his legs. So, the pain coming from his legs was an extremely novel experience for him.

After observing clearly, Xu Xing rubbed the palm of his right hand with his left hand. Both palms immediately became hot, and a faint red light appeared in the fair skin, like molten lava surging in the blood vessels, causing the temperature of the entire secret room to rise sharply.

Wuqing even felt that what he was standing in front of was clearly a huge furnace with flames shooting up into the sky and burning fiercely, constantly splashing out thousands of sparks and spreading rolling heat waves.

This is the result of Xu Xing's three days of meditation.

With the deep combination of mental power and qi and blood, his physique has undergone some deep and essential changes.

This road was named "True Form Dharma Body" by Xu Xing, which means:
Gather true meaning and condense it into form, gathering all things into the body.

Although he is far from exhausting this path and cannot produce changes such as "three heads and six arms" and "the laws of heaven and earth", he already possesses extraordinary powers that surpass those of a human body.

"It may be painful, Captain, just bear with it."

Although Wuqing is young, the hardships and dangers he has experienced and the pain and torture he has endured since he left the Shenhou Mansion to handle cases independently and earned the title of "the chief of the Four Famous Detectives" are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Therefore, he naturally would not take the mere "pain" seriously.

However, Wuqing soon realized that he was wrong.

Because Xu Xing's methods are not only beyond ordinary people's imagination, even an "extraordinary person" like him cannot imagine it!
——It really hurts!
Although Wuqing was injured in both legs, the six major tendons affected - the Foot Taiyang, Foot Shaoyang, Foot Yangming, Foot Taiyin, Foot Shaoyin, and Foot Queyin - all run through the entire body.

If Xu Xing wants to activate it completely at once and create new life, he must completely transform Wuqing's body.

He stepped on the ground with his right foot and used the method of "borrowing objects to transmit strength" to shake Wuqing's weak body up from the wheelchair. He shook his hands and sent out palm shadows all over the sky, covering Wuqing's whole body.

The unbearable burning pain was running wildly in the ruthless body. Under the young man's fair skin, tendons protruded, like strange pythons, coiled and undulating.

Xu Xing's technique was extremely delicate, be it grabbing, holding, hitting, patting, picking or pressing; as he moved, strands of sweat mixed with blood gradually seeped out between the ruthless muscle textures.

After hundreds of hits, Xu Xing's final punch knocked Wuqing directly into the large wooden barrel filled with potion.

He concentrated his mental power, and a real round light appeared on his forehead, shining brightly and reflected in the center of Wuqing's brow.

Wuqing was also an expert who had practiced mental skills and had great mental strength, but he was hypnotized by Xu Xing. His eyebrows twitched constantly and he made all kinds of boxing moves in the barrel like a puppet.

These boxing styles are all tendon-strengthening boxing techniques collected by Xu Xing in the world of the Ming Dynasty.

Even with his ruthless and weak body, his movements were as high and low as drawing a bow and his hands were as sharp as putting an arrow on it, giving people a sense of fierceness and force.

While Xu Xing was controlling Wuqing to practice boxing with his mind power, he also clapped the wooden barrel, sending the potions to every corner of Wuqing's body with incredible precision, without any waste.

Deep swallowing sounds continued to come from the barrel, as if a whale was swallowing and a dragon was sucking. With every swallowing, the extremely strong smell of medicine would be lessened a little.

During this process, Wuqing's body is also undergoing a complete transformation: his pores become finer, his muscles become firmer, his skin becomes as tough as cowhide, and his bones become as hard as steel.

This kind of practice method and efficiency is something that the boxers in the world of the Ming Dynasty would never dare to imagine in their lifetime.

Xu Xing was able to do this, firstly because he had reached the state of "seeing the gods without being destroyed" and could understand the mysteries of the human body.

The second reason is that after he mastered many internal skills in this world, he sublimated his powerful mental power of "breaking the void" into mental power.

Although this force cannot exert as powerful power as internal force after it leaves the body, it is more subtle than internal force, so it can penetrate deeper into the human body and perform more delicate operations.

The third reason is that Wuqing's own "Qi Breaking Divine Art" is a magical spiritual power. Xu Yeye has fully mobilized this power to stimulate Wuqing's physical vitality so that he can absorb the power of the medicine.

With the combination of these three, plus the unremitting support of medicinal materials from the Shenhou Mansion, Wuqing's current training efficiency is completely unimaginable for the boxers in the world of the Ming Dynasty.

Great boxers train their skin, flesh, tendons and bones, while grandmasters strengthen their internal organs. Only when one reaches the realm of seeing the gods can one practice boxing to the acupoints and bone marrow.

However, Xu Xing can use his mind power to manipulate Wuqing's spiritual power, mobilize every cell in his body, make it full of activity, speed up metabolism, and promote the body's renewal.

The gap between these realms is as huge as the gap between heaven and earth.

When Wuqing opened his eyes and exhaled, he felt refreshed all over. He subconsciously exerted force and actually shattered the entire wooden barrel.

After hearing the noise coming from the secret room, Zhuge Shenhou, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately pushed the door open.

Seeing Wuqing standing there, staring at his legs in a daze, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then slowly spoke, his voice still trembling.

"Is it really done?"

No matter how much confidence I had in Xu Xing, when Zhuge Zhengwo saw this scene become a reality, I was still extremely excited.

It was not until this moment that Zhuge Zhengwo suddenly realized something:

——It turns out that without realizing it, Yu'er has grown so big and so tall.

Behind Zhuge Zhengwo, Tie Shou, the Four Sword Boys, the "married general" Yan Hunling, the "right god", the "wrong ghost" and other close confidants all swarmed in.

They were so numerous and powerful that as soon as they came in, they pushed Zhuge Zhengye and me to the door.

Seeing Wuqing standing there, the four sword boys who shared the same thoughts with him suddenly had red eyes and tears streamed down their faces.

Even at this moment, they still remembered Wuqing's daily teachings and did not cry out loud. Instead, they tightened their little faces and narrowed their eyes into slits, trying to forcibly hold back their tears.

The "married general" Yan Hunling who came in afterwards was not so particular.

Yan Hunling is a heroic and chivalrous woman. She wears rouge very red, as red as a ball of fire, and her temperament is even more like a ball of fire.

As soon as she saw Wuqing, she let out a sharp and high-pitched scream, almost like the howling of a god or a ghost.

"what--"

The sudden shout startled everyone present. Even Xu Xing, who had just sat down and was about to practice qigong and regulate his breathing, opened his eyes helplessly.

When Yan Hunling shouted, tears had already flowed out of her eyes. She was a straightforward person who dared to love and hate. She did not wipe away her tears, but raised her head and burst into tears.

“Young Master, Young Master, wuwuwuwuwuwu, wow wow wow wow wow——”

Although the others were not as disregarding dignity as Yan Hunling, they also lowered their heads and wiped away the tears in their eyes.

Wuqing grew up with Zhuge Zhengwo since he was a child, and was taught by this Divine Marquis through words and deeds. Naturally, his relationship with the old people in the Divine Marquis's Mansion was extraordinary.

Now seeing that the eldest young master, who was like their own nephew, could finally stand up, it was impossible for these veterans of the Divine Marquis Mansion not to be excited.

Even someone with a character as tough as an iron hand couldn't help but shed tears when he saw his senior brother finally stand up, and a crystal-like color flashed in his ruthless eyes.

The two men looked at each other and simultaneously looked at Zhuge Zhengwo, who was pushed to the door by the crowd. They saw that this Divine Marquis, who always attached great importance to his appearance and demeanor, could remain calm even at this time.

Noticing the gazes of his two proud disciples, Zhuge Zhengwo curled the corners of his mouth and was about to say something when he was surprised to find a salty taste in his mouth.

Only then did he realize that he was already in tears, and the amount of tears he shed was even more than that of Yan Hunling, who was wailing loudly.

At this exciting and solemn moment, Yan Hunling suddenly raised her head, looked Wuqing up and down, and her beautiful eyes lit up slightly.

She did not hide her gaze, and boldly swept Wuqing's body, and said in a mysterious way:
"My Lord, you have such a great figure..."

As he spoke, Yan Hunling's gaze became more and more fiery, his tears were not yet dry, the corners of his mouth were wet, and his crying gradually turned into a strange laugh.

Yan Hunling also has a nickname, "Yan Jiujia", which means that this extraordinary woman has been married nine times, but all ended in misfortune, so she was named "Jiujia" and was known as the "Marriage General".

The person Yan Hunling was destined to marry was a wanted criminal who had committed a serious crime. Just when they were about to have their wedding night, this iron hand came to arrest him, ruining the whole thing.

Although Yan Hunling knew right from wrong and knew that this was not Tie Shou's fault, he still couldn't swallow this breath, so he gritted his teeth and swore a solemn oath:

In the future, if Tie Youxia still has a junior brother or a sworn brother, if she cannot marry him and torture him to avenge Tie Youxia's breaking up of the couple, she will become the junior brother, sworn brother, or even the mother-in-law of Tie Butou's son.

However, among the four famous detectives, Wuqing, who Yan Hunling liked, was too weak, and Miss Yan Jiu couldn't bear it, but now...

Thinking of this, Yan Hunling smiled foolishly again.

Wuqing faced Yan Hunling's gaze and blushed immediately, while others like Duishen, Cuogui and others laughed without any scruples. Zhuge Zhengwo laughed especially happily, and Xu Xing laughed the loudest.

In fact, to be honest, Xu Xing's appearance, figure, personality, and martial arts skills are the perfect match for Yan Hunling's aesthetic.

However, in front of Xu Xing's flawless face, even someone as confident as Miss Yan Jiu felt ashamed.

Therefore, when she saw Xu Xing, she lost her boldness in loving and hating, and became timid instead.

Everyone in the Shenhou Mansion was amazed at such an abnormal situation, and they all said that there is always a conqueror, and that Mr. Xu should be the one to subdue this female devil.

Zhuge Zhengwo not only did not lend a helping hand, but also started to make trouble, making Xu Xing himself feel a little embarrassed.

Now, seeing that Wuqing, who usually stood by and watched, was also targeted by Yan Jiujia, Xu Xing naturally gloated over the misfortune...

Oh no, it's welcome.

Wuqing really couldn't stand Yan Jiujia's gaze anymore. He took a step forward and was about to say something when the floor tiles under his feet cracked into tiny cracks, and gravel flew everywhere, breaking the cheerful atmosphere.

Xu Xingze stood up at the right time and explained:
"The tendons in the big captain's legs affect his whole body, so I simply helped him to do a body training. Now, he has become a great boxer who has achieved 'tendon training'. But if he wants to control this power, he still needs time to get familiar with it."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but shift their gaze away from Wuqing and look at Xu Xing's face, speechless for a moment.

They had all heard Xu Xing's lectures and even knew what "Lianjin Dacheng" meant.

But within a night, Xu Xing transformed Wuqing, a weak and disabled man, into a great boxer with "tendon-refining skills".

This method is far more shocking than killing one hundred or one thousand great boxers.

When the four sword boys heard Xu Xing's words, they immediately went out and pushed the wooden wheelchair back in. As soon as Wuqing sat down, the wheelchair creaked and cracks appeared on the wooden structure.

He raised his head, looked at the four sword boys who almost popped their eyes out, and said apologetically:

“I didn’t control my strength well.”

Before he could finish his words, the wooden wheelchair broke into pieces and collapsed.

Wuqing subconsciously tried to steady his body, and with another effort, his feet sank deeply into the floor, and his shoes became tattered.

Wuqing looked around, and was speechless for a moment when he saw the four sword boys retreating very far away. Even with his great concentration, he didn't know what to say.

"..."

In the chaos, Zhuge Zhengwo looked towards Xu Xing, only to see that the teacher was still so graceful, as if he had not spent any effort at all in the treatment just now.

Noticing Zhuge Zheng's gaze, Xu Xing nodded slightly at him, then went over to support Wuqing, and waved to the crowd:

"Okay, let's all go. I still have some unfinished business here."

Zhuge Zhengwo narrowed his eyes, a gleam of brilliance flashed across his eyes, and he stroked his beard and said:
"Don't rush to reveal what happened today. In time, Yu'er's leg will become a unique trick."

Everyone nodded and responded solemnly. Even Yan Hunling, who had the most eccentric personality, was no exception. However, after Zhuge finished speaking, she couldn't help but ask:
"The eldest master has been in poor health recently, and the fourth sword boy is still a child, so it is inevitable that he cannot bear his strength. Do you want me to take care of him instead?"

Upon hearing this, Wuqing's eyes shook and he stared at Zhuge Zhengwo closely. The meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Zhuge Zhengwo pretended not to see it. He bowed his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head, smiled, and nodded:

"Xiaojiu, since you have this intention, that's great. Let's talk about it later."

"it is good!"

Miss Yan Jiu was waiting for these words. Her eyes lit up and she ran out in a hurry. Then she stood at the door, as if she was not going to move an inch, just waiting for Zhuge Xiaohua to come out.

Everyone burst into laughter again, only Wuqing's face was slightly stiff. After everyone left with joy on their faces, Zhuge Zhengwo looked at Xu Xing and asked in a deep voice:

"When are you going to take action?"

Xu Xing stretched his body and smiled:
"Now that we've warmed up, let's get down to business. I also know where he lives, so I won't bother the Lord Shen--"

Xu Xing's voice was still echoing in the secret room, but the person had disappeared from the spot and went far away from the courtyard. Yan Hunling, who had been guarding outside the door, only felt a flash in front of his eyes, as if a black shadow flashed, and then disappeared in an instant.

"ghost--?!"

Yan Hunling opened his round eyes wide, looked around, but didn't find anything unusual.

While everyone in the Shenhou Mansion was rejoicing over Wuqing's ruthless deeds, the Prime Minister's Mansion was also entertaining an uninvited guest.

Fu Zongshu had a purple complexion, a square face, and a beard as hard as iron. He looked intimidating without even getting angry. Rather than a prime minister, the head of the civil servants, he was more like a general who fought on the battlefield and commanded millions of soldiers.

He has the appearance of a general and the demeanor of a general; just by sitting on his horse with a sword in his hand, he has the momentum of a cavalry rushing towards him.

But the person sitting opposite him accepted this momentum completely and was not moved at all.

It is better to say "swallowing" rather than "collecting". It is like rushing into an endless darkness, without causing any feedback, and completely blending into it.

He was a man wearing black clothes, black robe, black cloth shoes, and even his skin was a little dark, so it was difficult to tell his exact age.

Although this man was dressed in black from head to toe, his eyes were extremely bright and even seemed to be emitting light.

That light is naturally black light.

"The National Master's Black Light Technique is truly extraordinary. I admire you so much."

Fu Zongshu picked up the wine glass, and a look of fear appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Although he has always been famous for his unfathomable martial arts in the court, there is no doubt that the person in front of him is more "profound" and "unfathomable" than him.

——After all, is there anything in this world that is more suitable for the description of "unfathomable" than pure darkness?
It just so happens that this imperial master named Zhan Bieye, known as the "Master Black Light", is a top master who can fully utilize the power of "black" and "darkness".

This man is as famous as Shenxiao Dao Lin Lingsu in the world. Not only does he have extraordinary skills that can communicate with ghosts and gods, he also takes the essence of Taoism, Buddhism, and Esoteric Buddhism, and integrates them into his own martial arts "Black Light Dafa", which makes his skills improve day by day.

Even a powerful figure like Mi Cangqiong, Eunuch Mi, who has mastered martial arts to the pinnacle, has to give way to Zhan Bieye, who originally practiced Tantric Buddhism and Buddhism but turned into a Taoist immortal.

The current imperial master, "Master Black Light" Zhan Bieye, also picked up his wine glass. He grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said with a smile:
"Prince Fu's Pipa skills also amazed me. The Tianmen formation skills inherited from the former generals of the Yang family are unparalleled in the world."

"Tianmen Miracle" was originally Fu Zongshu's deepest hidden talent, but he did not expect that it would be revealed by Zhan Bieye here.

His heart trembled, his eyebrows twitched, and he looked deeply at Zhan Bieye. He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that this "Master Black Light" really has the miraculous ability to feel the heaven and earth and communicate with ghosts and gods?

Otherwise, how could this person know this secret?
However, Zhan Bieye seemed not to notice Fu Zongshu's gaze. He just picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His face and brows relaxed.

He smacked his lips and said approvingly:
"Good wine, really good wine."

Seeing that Zhan Bieye had no intention of explaining, Fu Zongshu realized that this "Master Black Light" must have something to ask of him, otherwise he would never have dropped such bombshell news right away just to gain the upper hand.

Thinking of this, Fu Zongshu also calmed down, shook his head and smiled:

"Master, you are joking. It's not the wine that is good, it's the people who are good."

After he finished speaking, Fu Zongshu clapped his hands gently, and a man in blue clothes slowly walked over with a wine stove in both hands.

As soon as Zhan Bieye saw it, he understood the secret.

The wine in the prime minister's mansion was not cooked over a fire, but was warmed by a master using his internal energy.

When cooking wine over charcoal fire, the temperature starts to rise from the bottom. Even if it takes a long time, the temperature between the top and the bottom is bound to be unbalanced. Only when a master uses his inner strength to warm the wine will the taste of the wine be so even and mellow.

It is extremely difficult to use internal force to warm the wine for a long time and keep the temperature just right, neither too high nor too low. It is even more difficult for the man in green to warm the wine while walking.

With this internal skill alone, this person is capable of making a career in the martial arts world and gaining a great reputation, but he is content to be a waiter in the Prime Minister's Mansion, warming wine for people!

Fu Zongshu noticed the shock in Zhan Bieye's eyes, stroked his beard and smiled, and said:
"The Imperial Master came in a hurry this time, and I didn't have time to prepare anything. I can only treat you to a glass of light wine and a bear paw."

Before he finished speaking, another person came over dragging a plate of food. Before he got close, a strong aroma of meat mixed with several strange scents hit him in the face and entered Zhan Bieye's nose, which lifted his spirits.

Gourmets all know that because bear paws are extremely thick and the meat is firm, if you want to use it as a dish, it must be soaked for at least a day and a night, and stewed for several hours. Therefore, this dish can only be ordered in advance and cannot be eaten immediately.

But the chef at Fu Zongshu's house actually served this braised bear paw without any preparation and in just a short time of incense stick.

As soon as the braised bear paw was served, Fu Zongshu said with satisfaction:

"This dish was created by a famous chef in my house. Because it is not easy to cook bear paws and it is difficult to entertain guests, he created a set of cooking techniques that can soften the meat in a short time. Not only can it make the bear paws mature easily, but it can also lock in the essence."

Zhan Bieye noticed another thing.

As the imperial teacher, he often discussed Taoism with the emperor in the palace, so he was quite familiar with the affairs of the palace. He knew that even this dish in the imperial kitchen could only be prepared with the left palm.

But in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he actually used his right palm.

When blind bears are about to hibernate, they like to lick their right paws. After a winter, their right paws have been licked so that their blood circulation is activated. It is the most delicious and nutritious.

Therefore, this black bear's right palm was mostly captured by famous figures in the martial arts world to practice martial arts, and it was rarely seen even in the imperial palace.

Fu Zongshu used only a glass of wine and a bear paw to fully demonstrate the strength and power of his subordinates, and even Zhan Bieye had to admire him.

He suddenly remembered something that happened at the beginning of the year and couldn't help asking:

"Could that famous chef in your mansion be the one who served as the imperial chef for three times and is known as the chef king, Master You Zhiwei You?"

Fu Zongshu just stroked his beard and smiled without saying anything.

Zhan Bieye picked up a piece of bear meat with chopsticks. As soon as he bit into the gravy, he felt thousands of wonderful flavors blooming on the tip of his tongue. All kinds of flavors blended together, and the overall taste was still mainly pure and fresh, with other flavors as supplementary, with clear layers, without any sense of overshadowing the main flavor.

He put down his chopsticks and said with emotion:
"Master You's cooking skills are indeed extraordinary, but I heard that he dared not enter the imperial kitchen again because he offended Grand Tutor Cai Jing. I didn't expect that such a talent would be conquered by the Prime Minister."

If the "disrespect" just now was just a humble word, then now Zhan Bieye really admires Fu Zongshu.

Cai Jing, the Grand Tutor Cai, was a man of the highest position among the ministers. His influence was unfathomable both in the court and in the martial arts world. Even figures like Zhuge Shenhou could not gain any influence in front of him.

But Fu Zongshu actually dared to protect the person he wanted to deal with?
Zhan Bieye figured out more hidden meanings from this braised bear paw.

Fu Zongshu also picked up a piece of bear paw meat and said leisurely:

"Grand Tutor Cai has many talented people under his command, and since he has taken every penny from them, he will use them like dirt, and thus will not care about the temperament of a particular person.

Master You loves cooking, but the Grand Master only cares about his martial arts and poison skills, and wants him to go to the rivers and lakes to kill people. As for me, I want him to settle down and do what he wants to do. "

Zhan Bieye raised his eyebrows:
"The Prime Minister has something in mind."

Zhan Bieye had already figured out what was going on. Fu Zongshu wanted to use the matter of Master You to show him that he was not afraid of a fight with Cai Jing.

Fu Zongshu raised his hand and raised his glass, and said:

"Maybe the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional?"

Zhan Bieye finally understood what Fu Zongshu was thinking, laughed loudly, and raised his glass:

"Then, let's toast to these two caring people!"

After the two smiled at each other, the atmosphere was obviously much more lively than before. Zhan Bieye also struck while the iron was hot and sighed:

"What the Prime Minister said before is very much in my heart, and the phrase 'take every penny and use it like dirt' is even more brilliant.

I have also heard about the incident at Liufenbantang. Does the Prime Minister really want to take this opportunity to have a good fight with the Divine Marquis?"

Fu Zongshu smiled slightly, revealing a confident look, and said in a tone that he was in control, in an unfathomable way:
"Zhuge Xiaohua is my former comrade-in-arms. I know him quite well. I took this opportunity to accept Liufenbantang because I knew that he would not take action and wanted to fish in troubled waters.

The reason why Grand Tutor Cai wanted to spread the news in the capital that Zhuge Xiaohua was planning to deal with Liufenbantang was just to lure out my master Yuan Shisanxian, and then use my master's name to put pressure on Ling Jingbu who was far away in the dangerous city.

Hey, taking advantage of others' strength and pushing the boat along the current have always been Master Cai's forte. However... people like you and me may be able to do a thing or two in this muddy water.

I just don’t know what the Imperial Master wants to ask for.”

Hearing these almost frank words, Zhan Bieye's eyes became solemn, and he also said straight to the point:
"Since the Prime Minister is so sincere, I will speak frankly. I came here to ask the Prime Minister for a helping hand so that I can defeat Lin Lingsu at the Dharma Assembly in a month."

Fu Zongshu knew that although Zhan Bieye was the imperial teacher, the "Golden Gate Feathered Guest" of Shenxiao Dao still had a special status in the emperor's heart.

If it was a fair fight, Zhan Bieye would not be afraid of him, but if Cai Jing intervened, it would be a different situation.

Fu Zongshu was thinking and was about to speak when a loud bang was heard outside the door and the two heavy wooden doors collapsed immediately.

-

The Prime Minister's Mansion occupies a vast area in Tokyo City, far larger than the Shenhou Mansion. It can be called a city within a city, and is only inferior to the Imperial Palace and Cai Jing's Grand Tutor's Mansion.

The place where Fu Zongshu and Zhan Bieye discussed matters today was the most inconspicuous courtyard in this city within the city. They dismissed their attendants and only left three trusted confidants to guard the place.

These three confidants are none other than the "Three Great Opening and Great Closing Gods" renowned in the capital. Their martial arts skills come from the same source, and they are all top-notch fighters in the martial arts world.

They all looked extremely tall and mighty, just like door gods. Fu Zongshu really regarded them as door gods. Whenever he discussed matters with others, he would order "Big Divine Whip" Situ Can and "Big Alloy Whip" Sima Fei to stand and wait outside the door.

Under the protection of these two people, Fu Zongshu experienced more than a hundred assassination attempts but remained safe and sound.

But today, there happened to be an assassin who overestimated his own capabilities and dared to appear in front of these two "door gods" in a swaggering and blatant manner without any disguise.

He was a handsome young man wearing a green cloth shirt and black cloth shoes. He had a slender figure like a jade tree and an elegant and refined aura. There was no trace of murderous intent in him. Rather than an assassin, he looked more like a scholar looking for a place to stay.

But Sima Can and Situ Fei recognized the identity of the person as soon as they saw that handsome face that was unforgettably beautiful.

It was the head coach of the Shenhou Mansion's guards, Mr. Xi, who had caused a sensation in the capital in recent months, and his so-called "crazy" Slow Walking and Slow Stepping Method.

Why else could the people from Shenhou Mansion come here so late at night?
The answer is undoubtedly self-evident.

Therefore, the moment Xu Xing appeared, the two of them launched their attack.

Situ Can held a long soft whip in his hand, the whip rolled up a foul-smelling wind, swept towards Xu Xing's waist, and poured his internal force into the whip.

The whip trembled slightly, like a strange python with scales opening and closing, crawling among the water plants, rolling and leaping, making people puzzling.

This man was known as the "Big Magic Whip", but when he wielded the whip it was not majestic at all, but rather small and delicate to the point of being almost mysterious; a flick of the whip tip would produce several completely different changes, making it impossible to guard against.

——Xu Xing didn’t even think about defending.

Facing Situ Can's soft whip, Xu Xing simply stretched out his arm and hand, and his five fingers shook slightly. At this moment, the blood and energy running through his fingers, along with his skin, flesh, and bones, turned into some kind of extremely yin and soft existence.

A circle of air spirals appeared around his knuckles, starting from the base of the fingers and finally spreading out from the fingertips. The five fingers formed five spirals, stirring the air into five vortices.

The wind is rising and the clouds are surging.

Situ Can felt that his whip seemed to have sunk into water so weak that not even a feather could float on it, and the transmission of internal force that was originally flowing through the whip was also cut off.

His heart was shocked:
——This is the Wudang School's "Weak Water Yirou Jiuzhuan Gong"! What's going on? Doesn't this Xu Ta Fa have no internal force? !
Situ Can couldn't think of an answer, nor could he offer any resistance. He could only watch Xu Xing's right hand press down on the whip and then pull it gently.

But the soft whip, which was about 12 feet and 3 meters long, suddenly arched up high and then fell down suddenly, forming seven or eight "waves" that rose one after another and hit Situ Can's hands.

Before Situ Can could withdraw his hand, he was hit by the shock wave.

He only felt that the knuckles of the five fingers of his right hand seemed to be out of his control, and hit the next knuckle, breaking it at the first impact, and then using the combined force of the two, hit the third one.

For a moment, there was a crackling sound of firecrackers in Situ Can's right hand. He could no longer hold the whip, and it fell down limply. It was obvious that his entire right arm was disabled.

——This person named "Disabled" has now truly lived up to his name and become a real disabled person.

Just as Xu Xing grabbed the soft whip, Sima Fei, the "Big Alloy Whip", had already raised the mighty and heavy golden whip. He moved with the whip, tearing the air and splitting the air. A sharp whistle came out of his body and he smashed down on Xu Xing's head.

Sima Fei's martial arts style really lived up to his reputation. When he started fighting, he used all his mighty power and unstoppable momentum to overwhelm others.

——This is also Xu Xing’s strong point.

Xu Xing spread out the five fingers of his left hand, like a blooming lotus, and tightly wrapped Sima Fei's golden whip in it. Then he tightened his five fingers, and with a puff, the indestructible golden whip broke in mid-air.

Gold mud splashed everywhere between fingers.

Sima Fei never thought that his big golden whip would be so fragile in front of Xu Xing's white and slightly slender arm.

For a moment, Sima Fei was even a little dazed, and couldn't help but wonder, who was standing in front of him, Xu Fengmo, or Tie Erye, who was famous for his "Iron Hands"?
However, he soon had no more doubts.

Because Sima Fei can confirm that this hand is harder and more powerful than the world-famous "Iron Hand" of the second constable Tie Youxia!

——Such a physique is simply unheard of in ancient times!

After breaking the golden whip, Xu Xing swung it with his hand, and the broken half of the whip shot out like a sharp arrow, piercing Sima Fei's chest, sending him flying and slamming the door open.

In just a moment, one of the two great gods was dead and the other was disabled. Fu Zongshu and Zhan Bieye also appeared in front of Xu Xing.

The young man smiled slightly.

"You two, tonight is a dark night with a strong wind. It is a perfect night to go to the underworld together. Please."

(End of this chapter)