All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Chapter 38 How difficult is it?
Wang Gan shrugged, speaking casually.

"I'd trade my life, ranked fourth on the Weapon Ranking, for Shangguan Jin Hong's life, ranked second in the world, plus everyone in the Money Gang."

"Everyone would think this is a good deal."

Zhuge Gang raised the 63-jin iron crutch in his hand and said in a sinister and fierce tone.

"Then I'll make sure you can't write it!"

With a sharp tap of his iron crutch, he soared into the air, carrying the 63-pound crutch. This one-legged cripple was actually better at light-footed skills than a two-legged person!
In an instant, Zhuge Gang leaped to the second floor!

With a loud shout, he swung his iron crutch out!

This sweeping motion, though seemingly ordinary, was incredibly powerful and imposing, truly unparalleled in its strength and momentum!
Even a stone bridge standing here could probably be broken!
Wang Gan smiled calmly, and casually picked up a sleeve that a courtesan had dropped!
Wang Gan thrust forward, and his sleeve sash shot out like an arrow, striking Zhuge Gang with the force of thunder!
On one side was an iron crutch weighing tens of kilograms, and on the other side was a woman's sleeve as light as a feather.
Extreme Steel and Extreme Softness, appearing in the same duel!

Even more surprisingly, the soft sleeve strap and the iron crutch actually produced a metallic clang when they collided.

It was as if what Wang Gan held in his hand was not a sleeve, but a piece of fine iron weighing a thousand pounds!
"what?!"

Zhuge Gang stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

The force emanating from the sleeve opposite him subtly rivaled his own!
You should know that the weapon he used was a 63-pound iron crutch!
Zhuge Gang's face was grim. He dared not imagine how overwhelmingly powerful Wang Gan would be if he used a proper weapon.
He's probably already flown away!
"Extreme softness gives rise to strength!"

"Using pure internal energy to power weapons, even plucking flowers or flying leaves can injure people. Only when internal energy reaches the level of transforming the illusory into the real and returning to simplicity can it be achieved!"

"When did Wang Gan's internal energy cultivation reach such a level?!"

The old man of the heavenly secrets was equally surprised.

I watched Wang Gan a few days ago. His internal strength cultivation was also at its peak. It flowed without a trace and was so powerful that it was uncontrollable. It was already a rare talent in the martial arts world.

But now, he has taken another step forward, reaching the point where he can generate strength out of thin air and refine his power to the point of being able to fight against evil!

"Could he really be a genius?"

The old man of celestial secrets flicked his cigarette ash, his heart churning with turmoil.

With his once unparalleled insight, he was confident that Wang Gan wouldn't be able to keep anything from him.

The only explanation is that Wang Gan is indeed the exceptionally talented genius he described. Otherwise, there's no way to explain why his internal energy cultivation suddenly increased by a level.

"A duel between a cuff and an iron crutch is truly rare, and what's even rarer is that the cuff seems to be stronger than the iron crutch!"

Sun Xiaohong's eyes gleamed.
"If you look at it that way, Wang Gan might actually have a chance to face Shangguan Jin Hong."

The old man Tianji exhaled a puff of smoke and sighed.

"Is Wang Gan now a match for Shangguan Jin Hong?"

Sun Xiaohong exclaimed in surprise.

The old man of the heavenly secrets shook his head, then nodded.

"No, but there is still a chance. At least if they hold the line, they can pose a real threat to Shangguan Jin Hong."

"I used to say that only when one cultivates internal strength to the point of mastering the workings of nature, achieving harmony between Yin and Yang, and being able to revive the dead and heal the wounded, can one reach the top."

"Although Wang Gan has not yet reached such a level, he can still turn the illusory into the real and make it overwhelming and uncontrollable. He has already stood among the very top group."

As the two finished speaking, the battle took another turn.

Zhuge Gang's expression changed drastically, but years of cultivation and battles had made his body react faster than his mind.
In an instant, Zhuge Gang changed his sweeping motion to a chopping one, unleashing another powerful "Splitting Mount Hua" strike. This time, he sent his entire body flying out, making the move even more imposing than the previous one!
The sound of something cutting through the air reverberated throughout the building, its power astonishing. Yet, the figures remained suspended in mid-air, a display of both power and vulnerability.

But Wang Gan remained calm. With a flick of his wrist, the ribbon in his sleeve changed again. This time, it was no longer straight, but coiled in the air like a serpent, its strokes flowing like dragons and snakes.
The sleeve wrapped around Zhuge Gang's iron crutch in mid-air, then with a flick, as casually as if flicking a feather duster to sweep away dust from the room.
Under the transmission of the silk-reeling soft force, Zhuge Gang felt his body lighten and was shaken off, crashing heavily onto the ground floor, shattering a pile of tables and chairs!
"What a brilliant move, combining strength and flexibility at will, controlling the flow of power with complete ease."

"There is also the long-lost whip technique 'Three Appearances of the Divine Dragon'."

"Zhuge Gang's defeat was not unjust."

The old man of the heavens tapped his pipe, declaring the eighth place on the weapon ranking list a failure.

Wang Gan flashed into the hall, and with a flick of his sleeve, tore off Zhuge Gang's only good leg!
Zhuge Gang was a tough man; he endured the excruciating pain, letting out a muffled groan, his eyes bloodshot.

"I'll leave you with two hands so you can crawl back and tell Shangguan Jin Hong."

"I'm someone he can't afford to mess with, so tell him to stop bothering me."

Wang Gan coldly warned.

"understood!"

"Thank you for sparing my life, Impermanence!"

Zhuge Gang clasped his hands together, gritted his teeth, and actually crawled out of the hall using only his two hands, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

It must be said that the characters in Gu Long's martial arts novels possess incredible pain tolerance and willpower.

Wang Gan watched Zhuge Gang leave quietly.
He knew that Shangguan Jin Hong would not give up his ambition, and that Wang Gan was only using him as a deterrent to buy himself more time to grow.

After all, Shangguan Jin Hong was not a traditional martial artist, but a ruthless and ambitious man.

In the original novel, Shangguan Jin Hong was extremely composed before the final battle, winning over A Fei and Long Xiaoyun, eliminating Tianji Laoren, and weakening Li Xunhuan's mentality and momentum from all aspects.

If it weren't for that last bit of recklessness, he would have ended up with Li Xunhuan shooting him in the throat.

Wang Gan turned to Ximen Rou on the other side and asked calmly.

"He's finished, do you still want to continue?"

Ximen Rou shook her head and smiled wryly.
"I used to think that my whip skills were unmatched in the world, but I never expected that there are always people better than me and there is always something beyond my understanding."

"Having witnessed the Impermanent Hand's ability to combine strength and gentleness, and to control his actions at will, how could I possibly have the will to challenge you?"

Ximen Rou knew that even if he and Zhuge Gang had attacked together, their fates would have been the same.

That's how martial arts are; a slight difference can mean the difference of a mountain, not to mention that Ximen Rou and Wang Gan were several mountains apart.

"There is no place for me in this world anymore."

Ximen Rou sighed deeply.
He diligently practiced whip techniques for decades, overcoming numerous obstacles and achieving a remarkable seventh place on the weapons ranking list.

Ximen Rou thought that even if she was weaker than the top masters on the weapon ranking list, she wouldn't be much worse.

But only today did he realize that there are always people more capable than himself.

If a martial art ranked fourth on the Weapon Ranking is this incredible, then what about those ranked higher?

Little Li Flying Dagger, Shangguan Jin Hong—the Heavenly Mystery Elder Ximen Rou dared not think about, nor did he want to think about, such things.

　What's wrong with dogs? Those stray dogs without monthly passes are the ones who are truly pitiful.
　　
　
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