King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 81: Chapter 64: A Night at Qingfeng Pavilion: The Curious Encounter of Yang Xue’Er and Shi Feiyang (Part 2)

Yang Xue’Er returned to her cozy and elegant little attic, where the interior was meticulously decorated, revealing the thoughts of a young girl everywhere. She walked to the full-length mirror and saw herself in it, her face as red as a ripe apple, glowing with beauty, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

Shi Feiyang was renowned in the Jianghu, young and promising, with formidable martial arts skills. If she could truly become his wife, it wouldn’t be a bad match. However, at the thought of marriage, Yang Xue’Er couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.

Although she had heard many of Shi Feiyang’s heroic deeds and knew of his reputation for punishing evil and promoting good in the Jianghu, she had never seen Shi Feiyang in person. Regarding this sudden marriage proposal, her mind was filled with apprehensions; she longed to meet and get to know such a heroic figure, yet feared the marriage might not be as beautiful as she hoped.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, the night fell quietly like a giant piece of black silk, and everything went silent. Only the occasional chirping of insects accentuated the tranquility of the night.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the window, as gentle as falling leaves, but exceptionally clear in the stillness of the night. Yang Xue’Er was startled, her beautiful eyes widened as she hurriedly tiptoed to the window to take a look.

She saw a shadow flicker quickly in the night, as swift as a ghost, heading towards the back mountain of Qingfeng Pavilion.

Born curious and with a yearning for the matters of the Jianghu, Yang Xue’Er decided to follow and take a look.

She quietly opened her door and tiptoed towards the back mountain in pursuit.

Along the way, the moonlight poured down like water, casting a silvery white radiance on the ground. The surrounding trees cast mottled shadows in the moonlight, looking like lurking sentinels guarding this mysterious forest. She carefully avoided the patrolling disciples, walking cautiously, fearful of making any noise. Finally, she arrived at a dense forest on the back mountain.

In the depths of the dense forest, the trees were lush with intertwined branches and leaves, almost blocking the moonlight, making the area seem particularly eerie.

Ahead, a figure in night clothes was sneaking in a certain direction, appearing and disappearing in the darkness, shrouded in an air of mystery. Yang Xue’Er’s curiosity grew stronger, and she kept her eyes wide open, determined to continue following. At that moment, a loud shout pierced the silence: ”Shi Feiyang, did you think I wouldn’t recognize you? Hmph! Are you still trying to escape?”

The sound was loud and powerful, echoing through the dense forest like a bell. Yang Xue’Er was taken aback, her heart racing, silently wondering: Shi Feiyang? Is this shadow really Shi Feiyang? Could he be the renowned Shi Feiyang of the Liaodong Martial World? Is it true?

Immediately, several Vajra Stronghold Altar Masters dressed in black leaped out of the darkness like ghosts, quickly encircling the figure in night clothes. These Altar Masters had sharp eyes and exuded a strong murderous aura.

One of the Altar Masters, ag agile as a black lightning bolt, suddenly lunged at the figure in night clothes, wielding a large knife that flashed coldly, its fierce wind aimed straight at the opponent’s throat. This move, ”Black Tiger Retrieving Heart,” was extremely fierce and ruthless.

Another Altar Master lightly tapped the ground, soaring up like a swallow, kicking rapidly in mid-air at the opponent’s chest like a storm, the move called ”Continuous Life-taking Legs,” each kick containing a force of a thousand tons.

The hero dressed in night clothes was indeed Shi Feiyang, who was visiting Vajra Stronghold at night.

Despite being heavily surrounded, Shi Feiyang remained calm and composed, his eyes flashing with fearless domineering aura.

In this tense moment, he suddenly let out a long howl, its sound resounding through the heavens, startling the birds resting on the treetops, causing them to fly away in panic. His figure moved like a ghost, weaving through the crowd at a dizzying speed.

He dashed and appeared in front of an Altar Master in the blink of an eye, his right hand lunging forward like a dragon emerging from water, targeting the opponent’s throat swiftly. This strike, as quick as lightning and accompanied by the sound of the wind, was impossible to dodge, showcasing Shi Feiyang’s famed Divine Dragon Claw Divine Technique in the Jianghu.

The Altar Master only saw a flash of cold light and immediately felt severe pain in the throat, his whole body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, life or death unknown. This single move sufficed to show Shi Feiyang’s ferocious and dominant martial arts.

Swiftly following, Shi Feiyang waved his left hand again, executing the move ”Dragon Roaming the Seas,” the claw shadows covering the sky, forcing the surrounding Altar Masters to retreat. He moved like the wind among the Altar Masters, each strike followed by a miserable cry.

His fist wind thundered, each punch carrying a force of a thousand tons, rendering the Altar Masters defenseless.

Yang Xue’Er watched everything from the shadows, stunned. She had never witnessed such an intense battle, nor anticipated that Shi Feiyang’s martial arts were so superior. Her admiration for Shi Feiyang rose naturally, and her curiosity about this legendary hero’s appearance grew even stronger. She widened her eyes, carefully observing Shi Feiyang through the gaps in the leaves.

She saw his tall and robust figure, standing like a towering pine, his movements agile and full of power. His facial features were clearly defined, with eyebrows like sword edges, eyes like stars, exuding innate domineering and determination. His high nose bridge and slightly raised thin lips formed a confident smile, exuding an irresistible charm.

After a fierce battle, Shi Feiyang finally defeated the Altar Masters one by one.

At this moment, Yang Xue’Er stepped out from the shadows, wearing a light pink gauze dress swaying gently in the wind like blooming peach blossoms, radiant and enchanting. She walked lightly to Shi Feiyang’s side, softly asked: ”Hero, are you alright? Your martial arts are truly remarkable, may I ask your esteemed name?” Though asking knowingly, her voice was gentle and melodious, like a mountain spring echoing in the silent dense forest.

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang turned to look at Yang Xue’Er, seeing her snow-like skin, clear and bright eyes like autumn water, a tall nose bridge, and rosy lips, as beautiful as a celestial maiden.

He gave a slight smile, replying: ”I am Shi Feiyang, the Grand Squad Leader of the Heroic Sakura Association. And you, young lady? What business brings you here in the dead of night?”

Hearing this, Yang Xue’Er was slightly surprised, not expecting to meet the Grand Squad Leader of the Heroic Sakura Association, Shi Feiyang, here.

She composed herself and answered: ”I...I am Yang Xue’Er of Qingfeng Pavilion, came here...just for a stroll, not expecting to encounter such events.” Her eyes carried a hint of shyness and nervousness as she secretly sized up Shi Feiyang.

Hearing this, Shi Feiyang nodded in understanding, saying: ”I see. Miss, this place is full of dangers, you should return to safety quickly.”

Although her heart felt reluctant, Yang Xue’Er realized it was indeed inappropriate for her to linger too long here, and replied: ”Alright...okay, I’ll leave now. You...please be careful too.”

Shi Feiyang smiled gently, responding: ”Thank you for your concern, I will be careful.”

Yang Xue’Er turned to leave, but after a few steps, she suddenly stopped, looked back at Shi Feiyang, and her eyes showed a hint of hesitation.

She bit her lower lip tightly, seemingly making a certain decision, then said: ”Grand Squad Leader Shi, could you...could you accompany me for a while? I...I am a bit scared.”

Shi Feiyang was slightly taken aback by her words, but quickly nodded in agreement, saying: ”Of course, please follow me, young lady.”