Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 47 Battle Against the Lightning Sable

Ah Zi's longsword was already broken, and now she was unarmed, using the Starry Sky Sect's Crimson Flame Silent Palm technique, with both hands in a figure-eight palm position—

The so-called "eight-character palm" refers to the middle, ring, and little fingers being slightly curled inwards, while the thumb and index finger are naturally spread out, as if forming the number eight. The palm is slightly concave, and the base of the palm is extended outwards.

This palm technique appears to be straightforward, but it actually follows an inconspicuous arc, striking and retracting swiftly without making a sound.

What's truly formidable isn't the base or edge of the palm, but rather the sudden flick of the wrist at a crucial moment, where the thumb and forefinger snap together like a venomous snake's bite. It appears to be a palm technique, but its underlying essence is a grappling and claw technique, demonstrating ingenious design and extraordinary power.

In comparison, the boxing technique used by the round-faced girl seemed rather ordinary.

Jiang Mingzhe had very little knowledge of martial arts, so he naturally couldn't recognize which school or sect the technique belonged to. However, judging from the changes in its moves, it was far inferior to the Starry Sky Sect's ultimate techniques such as the Crimson Flame Silent Palm and the Three Yin Centipede Claw.

However, this round-faced girl was quite skilled in her training; when she struck, the wind howled and her punches and kicks were quite fierce.

Seeing that her opponent was also a young girl, not much older than herself, Azi became competitive and did not use her poisonous palm technique, relying solely on her moves to fight.

The two fought fiercely for more than twenty rounds, but in the end, Azi's Silent Palm technique was superior. She attacked with both palms in quick succession, and the speed of her attacks increased. Seeing that her opponent was only focused on defending his upper body, she suddenly twisted her body, squatted down, and struck his thigh with a backhand palm.

The girl groaned and hurriedly tried to retreat, but Azi stretched out her arm and flicked her wrist, chasing after her like a venomous snake. She pinched the flesh of the girl's leg with her thumb and forefinger and twisted it hard. The round-faced girl screamed in pain, staggered back, and fell to the ground with a thud. She tightly covered the pinched spot, and two lines of tears streamed down her face.

Azi jumped up and laughed loudly: "You brat, do you know how powerful I am now? Let me tell you, I haven't even used my true abilities yet. If you know what's good for you, hand over a thousand poisonous snakes..."

Before she could finish speaking, the round-faced girl cried out, "You want a snake? Take it!"

She had two leather pouches hanging from her waist. At that moment, she reached into the right pouch and grabbed out seven or eight small snakes, each about a foot long, which came flying at her.

Azi retreated swiftly, letting the small snakes fall to the ground one after another. Their colors were either blue or mottled, and their heads were triangular, clearly indicating that they were all venomous snakes.

Once freed, the snakes immediately tried to escape, but Azi wouldn't let them go. She quickly put on gloves, pinched one snake with two fingers, and then gripped it tightly with her left hand, quickly pulling it back. In the blink of an eye, she had caught them all and coiled them in her left hand, like a bunch of colorful heads.

He then raised the snake and waved it at the round-faced girl: "These are eight. Give me another nine hundred and ninety-three venomous snakes, and that will be enough."

Upon hearing this, the round-faced girl quickly lowered her head to count on her fingers, then raised her head angrily and said, "Can't you do math? There are clearly still 994 short!"

Azi said arrogantly, "You brat, I'll give you as many as I say. If I give you even one less, I'll poison you!"

The round-faced girl struggled to her feet, pointed at Azi and said, "You're the brat! If you kowtow and apologize to me now, I'll be magnanimous and spare you. Otherwise, I'll use my ultimate move and you'll lose your life."

Azi laughed loudly, "You're no good at fighting, but you're great at bragging. Come on, let's see how you take my life."

The round-faced girl gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, fine, you asked for this."

After saying that, he pulled a fluffy thing out of the leather pouch on his left, threw it at Azi, and shouted, "Lightning Sable, go and scratch her face!"

Then the fluffy creature unfurled, revealing its head, paws, and tail—it was a small, greyish-white weasel with eyes as bright as two rubies, sharp claws and teeth, pouncing straight at Azi's face. Upon seeing this weasel, Jiang Mingzhe immediately recognized the round-faced girl as Zhong Ling, the second illegitimate daughter of Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan of Dali, and the daughter of "Pretty Night Demon" Gan Baobao!
Azi was shocked that Zhong Ling had such a trick up her sleeve, and screamed in fright, quickly jumping to the side.

Her reaction was incredibly fast, but the lightning weasel whipped its tail and turned in mid-air. This time, Azi could no longer dodge. Seeing the weasel's sharp claws coming at her, she quickly covered her face with her hands. Immediately, she felt a sharp pain on the back of her hands. If she hadn't been wearing fish-skin gloves, she would probably have been torn to shreds.

Azi screamed repeatedly, and with her eyes closed, she struck out with her palm. The sable leaped onto her shoulder, and Azi retaliated by striking back. The sable immediately jumped onto her back, and Azi swung her hands wildly, striking and hitting wildly. The sable darted across Azi's body like a bolt of lightning, and Azi lost control of her strength several times, hitting herself hard.

Zhong Ling laughed out loud: "Let you beat yourself up first, then I'll have the weasel bite you to death."

Azi cried out in alarm, "Big Ginger, help me!"

Zhong Ling was taken aback. When Jiang Mingzhe emerged from the shack, she had already started fighting with A Zi and hadn't noticed that there were other people present.

He quickly turned around to look for Jiang Mingzhe, who was rushing towards him.

Although Zhong Ling was a year or two older than A Zi, she was only slightly taller than her and still looked tiny in front of Jiang Mingzhe.

Moreover, although she had practiced martial arts since childhood, she did not have much experience in combat. Seeing Jiang Mingzhe's tall figure and fierce approach, she was so frightened that she screamed and for a moment could not muster the will to fight back. She turned around and ran away, whistling urgently.

Upon hearing this, the lightning ferret's little head turned quickly. Seeing its master in trouble, it squeaked and abandoned Ah Zi to turn back and save its master.

Azi quickly touched her face and, finding no disfigurement, breathed a sigh of relief. She felt a mix of fear and anger, and cried out, "Big Ginger, run! We can't beat this giant rat!"

She had never seen a sable before, only knowing it as an extremely fast rat. Recalling how the sable had slithered over her just now, she was still terrified. She urged Jiang Mingzhe to run away while running towards the shack, thinking bitterly: She has a big rat, but I have a little ginger. Let the poisonous monkey poison that brat's stinky rat!

How could Jiang Mingzhe not know how powerful this sable was? In the book, Zhong Ling relied on the Lightning Sable to be almost invincible in low-level games.

Even the leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect and the head of the Shennong Gang, a powerful figure who dominates the martial arts world, suffers setbacks at every turn when encountering this mink, making him a typical example of "speed is the only way to win".

Moreover, this sable feeds on venomous snakes and its teeth contain potent venom. If it were to bite you, even Azi might not be able to find an antidote.

Therefore, after rescuing Azi by using the strategy of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao", Jiang Mingzhe immediately stopped and unleashed a set of Three Yin Centipede Claws. The poisonous power contained in the acupoints rose up, and as the internal force flowed into his fingertips, the bluish-black poisonous gas condensed and did not dissipate wherever the claws passed, and in a moment it spread around his body.

The sable was not afraid of snake venom, but it was still wary of centipede venom. It suddenly stopped when it got close and then ran around Jiang Mingzhe, trying to find an opening to pounce into. However, Jiang Mingzhe's body was full of poison, and the bluish-black poison gas around him spread into a circle, which could not even cover the figure of a person. There was no gap at all.

Zhong Ling was almost stunned. She thought to herself, "This big guy is only in his early twenties. How can his internal strength be so powerful? He can release his true energy and condense it into a ball. Even my parents don't have such an ability. Could it be that he started practicing martial arts in the womb?"
Little did she know that Jiang Mingzhe possessed a wood-attribute poisonous power, built upon the foundation of the Six-Winged Iron Centipede, and incorporating dozens of rare poisonous centipedes. Yesterday, he even merged with the unparalleled poisonous creature, the Flying Centipede King, making him a figure rarely matched even within the Xingxiu Sect.

The internal strength of the Xingxiu Sect is not particularly outstanding. What makes it so powerful is that after fusing poison, it transforms the poison into power, thus gaining both the power of the poison and the strength of the internal strength. Although Jiang Mingzhe has not been cultivating for long, he has fused many top-grade centipede poisons into his body, making him incomparable to ordinary people.

At this moment, Azi ran back with the little monkey in her hand. Seeing Jiang Mingzhe use poison to form a ball to block the lightning weasel, she felt both proud and inferior. She thought to herself: "Big Jiang is so talented. He has gained such skill in just a few days. I can't fall too far behind him. When I catch this brat, I will make her hand over 10,993 poisonous snakes!"

As for whether Zhong Ling had that many snakes, A Zi was too lazy to think about it at the moment. She ran a few steps and threw the poisonous monkey at Zhong Ling: "Little Ginger, go and tear off her face."

(End of this chapter)