King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 97: Chapter 70: Breaking Feng Yuanlong’s Deadlock, Again Entrapped at Cyan Simurgh Peak! What Path Will Shi Feiyang Choose?

Where the palm strikes landed, enemy bandits staggered and fell, crying out in pain.

Shi Feiyang shouted loudly, ”Prepare to die!” His voice, like a great bell, echoed through the valley, causing all present to feel their eardrums ache.

Immediately after, Shi Feiyang executed the ”Buddha’s Holy Lamp.” In that instant, he seemed to transform into a dazzling beam of light, Spiritual Qi radiating from all around him, making him appear otherworldly. His palm technique was unfathomable and mystifying, with illusion and reality interwoven, leaving onlookers dazzled. His body moved effortlessly through the enemy ranks, and every strike he made was like the scythe of Death God, reaping the lives of foes.

At the same time, using the True Qi vortex of the Bright Jade Technique, he swept Feng Yuanlong’s dozen disciples into it. The True Qi vortex was like a massive, bottomless black hole, exuding a chilling aura, gripping the enemies tightly.

The enemies desperately struggled within the vortex, their cries filled with despair, their bodies distorting under the immense suction. Then, Shi Feiyang thrust out his palms forcefully, unleashing the ”Mountains and Rivers Reversed.” In a flash, the wind and clouds changed, darkness fell upon the heavens, and the sun and moon lost their light.

A powerful force, like a tidal wave, surged towards the enemy bandits.

This force seemed capable of reversing heaven and earth, turning the mountains and reversing rivers, reflecting the enemy’s attacks back upon them.

Feng Yuanlong’s dozen disciples were hit by this force, instantly spitting blood, flying backward like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily to the ground, unconscious. Feng Yuanlong also did not escape, suffering a full-powered palm strike from Shi Feiyang.

”Ah!” Accompanied by a shrill, miserable scream, Feng Yuanlong collapsed into a pool of blood like a puddle of mud. Despite his high mastery of acupoint techniques, which instilled fear in the Jianghu, under Shi Feiyang’s powerful attack that combined two peerless martial arts, he appeared so fragile, utterly defeated. Shi Feiyang stepped forward, expressionless, raising his foot and stomping down hard.

”Crack!” Those struck by Feng Yuanlong’s acupoint technique had their necks instantly snapped, dying silently. Feng Yuanlong’s head was also crushed under Shi Feiyang’s foot, red and white brain matter splattering everywhere, painting a gruesome and bloody scene.

Shi Feiyang stood coldly in the midst of the battlefield’s devastation, his eyes like cold stars gazing at the bodies strewn about beneath him, an expression of detachment from life and death, as if this bloody slaughter was just an ordinary trial in his life.

He slightly tilted his head, his upright posture exuding innate boldness and dominance, his aura steady, as if everything was within his control. Wu Chi, due to the strong backing of the Divine Water Palace, was usually arrogant and domineering, and now even more so. Secretly plotting to seize the hegemonic position in the Liaodong Martial Arts, he hoped Shi Feiyang would eliminate more Jianghu sects, making it easier to expand his power. Hence, he did not flee but instead folded his arms across his chest, a sly, malicious smile playing on his lips as he stood by, watching the scene as if enjoying a meticulously choreographed performance.

After Shi Feiyang cleanly and swiftly killed Feng Yuanlong, a strange smile immediately appeared on Wu Chi’s face, full of provocation and pride. He shook his head in triumph, swaggering toward Shi Feiyang, shouting, ”Shi Feiyang, aren’t you so powerful? Let me tell you, Wu Wei is imprisoned next to the cold pool at Cyan Simurgh Peak by Cyan Simurgh Sub-Branch Leader Qiu Yanhong. If you have the ability, go to Cyan Simurgh Peak to rescue him!” With that, he let out a deliberately loud, piercing laugh and swaggered away, his arrogant back seeming to taunt Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang watched Wu Chi’s retreating back, furrowed his brow slightly, and a hint of frost flashed in his eyes.

He quickly regained his composure, his gaze becoming sharp as a hawk, decisively signaling to Xiang Kun, ”Follow him, don’t lose him.” His simple words carried an undeniable sense of decisiveness and determination.

Gong Simeng, who had been perched on Shi Feiyang’s back, leaned closer, her voice carrying a hint of tension and concern, softly saying, ”Brother Shi, near the summit of Cyan Simurgh Mountain is a cold pool, shrouded in fog year-round, with ice crystals floating within. The pool is affected by the earth’s energies, containing the power of Profound Ice, which is the sacred training ground for Cyan Simurgh Palace Master Qiu Yanhong. This Qiu Yanhong practices the ’Profound Ice True Explanation’ manual, and her martial skills are exceptional, perhaps even surpassing Divine Water Palace Master Liu Yanran. We must be cautious.”

Shi Feiyang listened while nodding slightly, focused as he absorbed every piece of information Gong Simeng relayed.

Subsequently, Gong Simeng provided detailed information about Qiu Yanhong and the Cyan Simurgh Palace. Upon hearing that such a powerful palace master would willingly submit to Liu Yanran, Shi Feiyang couldn’t help but frown slightly, his eyes reflecting a hint of confusion and contemplation. He silently speculated on what methods Liu Yanran might have used to make such Jianghu experts utterly loyal.

Upon learning that figures like Feng Yuanlong, though not formally part of Divine Water Palace, would willingly act as Liu Yanran’s pawns, a flash of anger crossed Shi Feiyang’s eyes. He tightened his fist, growing increasingly dissatisfied with Liu Yanran’s actions.

He knew very well that if such chaotic tendencies in the Jianghu were not curbed, they would bring greater disasters to the Martial Arts world.

After pondering for a moment, Shi Feiyang took a deep breath and calmed his emotions, beginning to plan out his strategy methodically. He turned towards Law Enforcement Elder Liao Pei of the Heroic Sakura Association, his gaze steady and full of trust, and said calmly, ”Elder Liao, I appoint you to station at Eagle Beak Rock, mobilize the disciples of the Long Arm Fist school, and ensure the establishment of the Heroic Sakura Association’s Liaodong Eagle Beak Sub-Branch through joint efforts. This sub-branch is crucial, not only to operate inns and escort agencies as a foundation but also to diligently gather the latest news from the Jianghu and the Imperial Court, and to swiftly establish a homing pigeon intelligence network.”

Liao Pei nodded solemnly, accepting the charge with confidence in Shi Feiyang’s arrangements.

Then, Shi Feiyang, his expression serious, swept his gaze over the gathered heroes and spoke slowly, ”Everyone, Toyotomi Hideyoshi of the great Wa country is about to lead an army to invade Korea, and the Great Ming Court will surely send forces to aid Korea in resisting the Wa intruders. Our establishment of the Heroic Sakura Association’s Liaodong Branch holds great significance for assisting the court’s forces to victory in the future. This is not only for the court but also to protect the people and defend our homeland.” His voice was firm and powerful, carrying an invisible strength with every word that resonated in the hearts of those present. They were taken aback, filled with questions and doubts.

Someone couldn’t help but whisper quietly, ”When will the war break out? How does Shi Feiyang know all of this? Why is a person of the Martial Arts world so resourceful?” Gong Simeng, lying on Shi Feiyang’s back, was equally stunned by his prophecy and profound strategy. Her eyes widened, full of admiration for Shi Feiyang, a surge of endless reverence and curiosity welling up inside her.

She had never encountered someone so assured, with such precise grasp of circumstances, and couldn’t help but ponder: No wonder, under Brother Shi’s leadership, the Heroic Sakura Association was able to quickly rise and become a formidable force in the Martial Arts arena.

Shi Feiyang seemed to sense Gong Simeng’s amazement. He slightly turned his head, a gentle smile appeared on his face, his eyes showing confidence and composure, and he softly said to Gong Simeng, ”Si Meng, do not be surprised; although future situations are unpredictable, as long as we prepare thoroughly and have justice in our hearts, we can stand invincible. I will lead everyone to protect all that we cherish.”