King of Hundred Victories Saber

Subsequently, Gan Jinliang’s nauseating command, like a Life-Ending Talisman, broke the dead silence inside the Lu Family Martial Arts Hall.

He sent someone to fetch Lu Hongye, and forcibly made her wear the phoenix crown and bridal robe.

The phoenix crown and bridal robe should have been the perfect attire for a woman’s wedding day, symbolizing happiness and joy, yet in this eerie and terrifying atmosphere, it seemed so bizarre, forming a stark contrast with the bloody scene surrounding them.

Lu Hongye’s heart was filled with deep humiliation and uncontrollable anger.

However, her loving father’s life was firmly in the grasp of Gan Jinliang.

In such a helpless situation, she could only grit her teeth, suppressing her reluctance, and act according to Gan Jinliang’s orders, as if a manipulated puppet, forcibly taken to the practice post.

Standing before the practice post, her body upright like a pine tree, her eyes burning with furious anger and unyielding will, just like a plum blossom standing proudly in the midst of a storm, displaying a beauty of resilience.

Facing Gan Jinliang, she used all her strength to angrily rebuke, ”You despicable villain, don’t even dream of succeeding! There is justice in this world, and you’ll pay for your evil deeds sooner or later!”

Her voice was clear and resonant, echoing in the empty martial arts hall, causing everyone’s eardrums to ache.

However, beneath this angry exterior, her heart kept trembling, deeply worrying about her father’s safety, fearing her own inability to change this fearful situation.

Yet Gan Jinliang was indifferent, wearing a disgusting lecherous smile, he stepped forward briskly, reaching out his greasy hand, attempting to touch Lu Hongye’s delicate face. A glimmer of resolve flashed in Lu Hongye’s eyes, and just as Gan Jinliang’s hand was about to touch her, she suddenly raised her hand, fiercely slapping it away.

”Slap,” a crisp sound echoed, and a bright red handprint immediately appeared on Gan Jinliang’s face.

His expression instantly froze, revealing a kind of incredulous shock.

He was briefly stunned, then became furious, like an enraged beast, roaring, ”You insensitive wretch! Are you courting death? Humph!”

He waved his hand, and his subordinates immediately stepped forward, firmly locking Lu Hongye onto the practice post.

Lu Hongye struggled desperately, but it was in vain, only able to watch Gan Jinliang act recklessly in front of her, her heart filled with despair.

Yet in this desperate moment, she kept encouraging herself internally, determined to endure, not letting her father and family suffer in vain. Late at night, in the dead of night, the Lu Family Martial Arts Hall was shrouded in darkness, like a sinister Hell, suffocatingly silent.

Gan Jinliang reappeared ghost-like before Lu Hongye, looking at the locked-up Lu Hongye with a lascivious gleam in his eyes, his gaze seeming to devour her.

He turned to look at Lu Hongye’s father, Lu Qiao, coldly saying, ”Old man, if you want to save your daughter, obediently teach me the family-inherited ’Po Jun Spear Technique.’ Otherwise, she will die here tonight!” His voice was icy and chilling, like a cold winter wind.

Listening to Gan Jinliang’s words, Lu Hongye’s heart burnt with anxiety, worried about her father being forced to hand over the spear technique to save her, yet also fearing that even after Gan Jinliang obtained the technique, he would still harm them. Her worries surged like turbulent waves.

Lu Qiao’s heart was filled with grief and indignation, his emotions rolling like turbulent seas, for his daughter’s life, he held back his inner pain, waiting until he was freed, and reluctantly, his trembling hands picked up the spear, preparing to impart the family-inherited ”Po Jun Spear Technique” to Gan Jinliang.

In his gaze was a hint of resolve, for he had secretly coated the spearhead with poison, hoping to use it to resist Gan Jinliang. He knew only then could he find a glimmer of survival in this desperate situation, earning a chance for himself and his family.

As he practiced the ”Po Jun Spear Technique,” he silently prayed in his heart, ”God, please give me a chance to kill this evil man, to seek justice for the Lu Family.” Each of his moves was filled with strength and determination, as if each thrust were piercing into Gan Jinliang’s heart.

The spear danced in his hands, every move and stance brimming with his anger and unwillingness.

Lu Hongye watched her father’s figure, her heart filled with aching pain.

She knew that each of her father’s strikes was for the family’s honor and dignity.

She understood her father’s helplessness and pain, also realizing at this moment that father and daughter could only rely on each other to face this difficult situation.

Lu Hongye was extremely anxious, well aware of Gan Jinliang’s plot and the family’s predicament.

Taking advantage of Gan Jinliang’s inattention, she secretly bit her finger, painstakingly writing ”prison carriage reroute Hangu Pass” on the wedding attire.

She hoped this message could be conveyed out, becoming their only lifeline.

She thought to herself, even if she perished here tonight, she hoped to pass on this crucial message to Shi Feiyang.

She was willing to use her life as a price, solely for the family’s future and Shi Feiyang’s safety.

At this moment, Shi Feiyang’s image emerged in her mind, the beacon of hope in her heart. She longed for Shi Feiyang to receive this message, to save Wu Zhong and the Lu Family. She believed Shi Feiyang would definitely understand her noble intentions.