King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 103: Chapter 75: Fierce Battle at Cyan Simurgh Palace: Heroes Gather, Winds and Clouds Shift

The Cyan Simurgh Palace and its surroundings were originally a serene place, with towering ancient trees all around, lush and verdant. Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves, casting patches of golden light. A gentle breeze brushed by, causing the leaves to rustle softly, occasionally accompanied by a few clear bird calls, like an earthly paradise.

However, at this moment, the place was shrouded in a tense and deadly atmosphere, with a heart-stopping intense battle fiercely unfolding.

”Illusion Technique!” Li Xiaolin shouted lowly, and his form suddenly became blurry, as if countless shadows were flickering around him, making it difficult to tell the real from the false. At this moment, a fierce wind suddenly arose, causing sand and stones to whirl around, shaking the surrounding trees violently.

The fallen leaves on the ground were swept up into the air, wildly spinning around Li Xiaolin’s figure, forming a small vortex, further adding a mysterious and eerie atmosphere.

”Roaring Waves!” Li Jinming followed closely behind, and as his fists swung, it was as if ocean waves were surging, carrying an endless momentum, pressing towards Xiang Kun. Accompanying his attack, the air resonated with howls.

The surrounding air seemed to compress, forming an invisible pressure, making it hard for one to breathe. The dust on the ground was lifted by the fist wind, permeating the entire battlefield, making the vision increasingly blurry.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Xiang Kun appeared unusually calm. His form was like the wind, and as the iron flute danced, a black light flickered, each move perfectly countering the opponent’s attacks. His eyes were sharp as an eagle, constantly catching the flaws of the two. The howling wind blew his clothes, making them flap noisily, yet he remained as steady as Mount Tai, undisturbed. Finally, Xiang Kun caught a tiny mistake by Li Xiaolin. His form burst forth, the iron flute stabbing like lightning, aiming directly at Li Xiaolin’s vital point.

Li Xiaolin was greatly alarmed, hurriedly dodging, but it was already too late. The iron flute grazed his shoulder, leaving a blood mark. Simultaneously, Xiang Kun turned his body, the iron flute swinging backhandedly, forcing the sneak-attacking Li Jinming back several steps.

Xiang Kun stood in place, the iron flute lightly swaying down, with an indescribable calm reflected in his eyes. Meanwhile, Li Xiaolin and Li Jinming had pale faces, panting heavily, clearly unable to continue fighting. At this time, the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the sunlight shone again, casting a golden glow on Xiang Kun’s tall figure. Shi Feiyang instructed Xiao Lingling to distribute money and provisions to the injured maids and samurai and arranged for them to return home as civilians to continue their lives.

Li Xiaolin, Li Jinming, and Wu Chi seized the opportunity to leave the scene. Shi Feiyang did not order a pursuit because he felt as if stronger enemies were descending, leaving no concern for the likes of Li Xiaolin, Li Jinming, and Wu Chi. Gong Simeng, as the new Palace Master of the Cyan Simurgh Palace and Hall Master of Heroic Sakura Association’s Black Tortoise Hall, ordered the palace’s maids and samurai who had surrendered to clean the battlefield and deal with the bodies.

At this moment, a master equipped with Supreme Lightness Technique suddenly descended from the sky, his arrival akin to a divine soldier landing from the heavens, astonishing everyone. Simultaneously, he brought along two companions, their postures light, as if merging with the air.

The mastery of his Lightweight Technique was simply unbelievable, each of his movements appeared so calm and unhurried, as if strolling in the air. His steps were light yet steady, traversing through the constraints of time and space silently.

Such a Lightweight Technique was indeed rare and awe-inspiring.

Wu Zhong, Xiao Lingling, Gong Simeng, and Xiang Kun, these core members of the Heroic Sakura Association, swiftly led a group of well-trained maids and brave samurai from the affiliated Cyan Simurgh Palace to arrange a battle formation in response to the sudden emergency. They unfolded their actions rapidly and orderly, each person clear of their responsibilities and positions, tightly coordinated, showing the Cyan Simurgh Palace’s formidable organizational and combat capabilities.

Under Wu Zhong and Gong Simeng’s leadership, the entire defensive system of the Cyan Simurgh Palace quickly activated, preparing to meet the upcoming challenge. At this moment, the sky was as blue as a gemstone, the sunlight bright, and a gentle breeze softly caressed their hair and clothes.

Shi Feiyang lifted his head, gazing at the vast sky, unable to suppress a surge of inexplicable amazement. He stared unblinkingly at the ethereal scene, involuntarily sighing with exclamation: ”Is this truly the legendary Feixu Qingyan Technique? Could it be the inheritor of Wei Bat King’s skills manifesting his Divine Skill here?”

This was the reason Shi Feiyang did not order the capture of Li Xiaolin and others, as it seemed there were still stronger enemies descending.

In that vast and boundless sky, a figure floated gracefully into view.

He and his companions, at a height of over ten yards from the ground, greeted loudly from the air: ”Grand Squad Leader Shi, you are truly a hero! Worthy as an outstanding figure of the Jiangnan region. I am Xie Wen, accompanied by Gongsun Ren and Jin Liufu, here to pay our respects to Grand Squad Leader Shi.”

Xie Wen was short and stout, yet his Lightweight Technique was exceptional. The ”Feixu Qingyan Technique” he mastered was considered a marvel in Martial Arts, known as the ”Flying Eagle Detective” among Jianghu people. Gongsun Ren was slender, excelled in using Wu Yue Hooks, his hooking technique was incredibly formidable, known as the ”Little Centipede” in Jianghu. Jin Liufu was tall, having grown up in the Jiangnan Water Village, with excellent swimming skills, known as the ”Water Dragon” in Jianghu.

The three of them were all about nineteen years old. Hearing of a young hero, Shi Feiyang, emerging from Liaodong over the past half-year, originating from Jiangnan, they came together, wishing to witness this young hero’s demeanor.