King of Hundred Victories Saber

Everyone felt a roar in their ears, with the world trembling in response to the loud shout.

Wu Lishan was momentarily distracted, and Shan Zhi seized the opportunity, a glint of ruthless determination flashed in his eyes, like a leopard poised to pounce.

He suddenly hurled the plum blossom dart in his hand, which drew a black arc through the night, like a life-taking talisman, piercing through the night air with a whistling sound, aiming straight for Wu Lishan’s throat.

Wu Lishan reacted swiftly, a trace of panic flickered in his eyes, he hurriedly swung his iron staff to block it.

With a loud ”clang,” sparks flew like fireworks exploding in the night sky.

The plum blossom dart was deflected, and Wu Lishan breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the dart contained a hidden mechanism.

Just as Wu Lishan thought he had evaded the danger, a concealed arrow shot out from the dart like a black lightning bolt, striking straight into Wu Lishan’s Dantian Qi Sea.

Wu Lishan’s eyes widened with shock and disbelief.

His mouth opened wide, wanting to scream but unable to make a sound.

Blood gushed from his mouth, the dark red stark and terrifying against the night.

His body swayed a few times, like a candle in the wind, and then slowly fell.

Seeing this, Lu Hongye felt a glimmer of hope ignite. Her seemingly luxurious gold-threaded cape was actually made of the special knife threads of Miaojiang.

At a critical moment, she used all her strength to spin her body, the knife threads unfurled instantly, like a blooming flower of death.

Zhong Renwang’s hand was immediately cut and bleeding, pain shot through his palm, and he involuntarily released his grip on Lu Hongye.

In a frantic bid for survival, Zhong Renwang, in a panic, struck sideways with his palm, sending Elder Wu Zai of the Beggar Gang flying. Wu Zai flew like a kite with a broken string, tracing an arc in the air before falling toward Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang’s eyes were cold, like the icy moon hanging in the winter night, emitting a chilling glow that sent shivers down one’s spine.

Facing the approaching Wu Zai, he remained calm and swept his palm horizontally.

This seemingly casual swing carried deep Inner Strength, the palm wind howled, like a gale rising from flat ground, bearing immense power. Under this rush of palm wind, Wu Zai’s body was flung out like a broken kite, tumbling thirteen feet away.

With a heavy ”thud,”

Wu Zai hit the ground hard, the sound of breaking bones gutted the heart.

He lay there, limbs twisted, his body broken, blood gurgling from his mouth, dying on the spot, his death gruesome.

The Heroic Sakura Association’s heroes were speechless, shock and astonishment written all over their faces at Zhong Renwang’s shameless act.

Everyone was stunned, unable to react for a good while, as if under a Body Stasis Spell. Anger and shock filled their hearts, feeling contempt for Zhong Renwang’s actions.

Lu Qiao gazed at Shi Feiyang, eyes full of comfort and trust, like an old father, weathered by the world, finally finding a reliable young person to entrust with lifelong tasks.

He was well aware of Shi Feiyang’s heart for the world, his love for country and people. In this chaotic Jianghu and unstable world, Shi Feiyang was like a beacon, lighting the way forward for everyone.

His steps were unsteady, slightly heavy, but with a touch of determination, he slowly walked to Shi Feiyang.

He handed the Lu Family Spear Manual to Shi Feiyang with solemnity, his hands trembling slightly, carrying the hopes of generations of the Lu Family.

His voice was low, yet full of boundless expectation, like a grand bell ringing loudly and clearly amidst the bustling hall: ”Young Master Shi, I entrust you with the Lu Family Spear Manual. From what I see in you, I know there will be a day you don your armor, bravely charging into battle. This ’Lu Family Spear Method’ will surely aid you. However, the last three styles of the manual are engraved inside Lu Hongye’s Longevity Lock.”

He paused slightly, a complex expression passed through his eyes, containing both worry for the Lu Family’s future and hope for Shi Feiyang. Then he continued, ”This is why those villains, Gan Jinliang and Zhong Renwang, always coveted our Lu Family Martial Arts Hall.”

Shi Feiyang’s expression was grave, as if what he had received was not an ordinary spear manual, but a heavy responsibility, enough to crush mountains.

He extended his hands steadily, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, carefully placing the Lu Family Spear Manual into the inconspicuous deerskin pouch at his waist.

This deerskin pouch appeared plain and ordinary, unremarkable, yet seemed to hold infinite mysterious power. It carried countless coins, sharp weapons, and nimble horses, providing a solid material foundation for the Heroic Sakura Association’s operations.

And at this moment, it also carried the hope and legacy of the Lu Family, crystallized from the wisdom and efforts of several generations of the Lu Family.

Lu Hongye stood by, quietly watching all of this unfold.

Her gaze focused and filled with affection, as if the entire world consisted only of Shi Feiyang and that spear manual. Seeing Shi Feiyang secure the Lu Family Spear Manual stirred her heart like a fawn joyously prancing, a wave of bashfulness and sweetness surging within her.

In her heart, this small gesture was like a silent promise, signifying Shi Feiyang’s willingness to care for her for a lifetime too.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, delicate and beautiful.

Her eyes were filled with tenderness, unconsciously looking at Shi Feiyang, her gaze like the warm spring sun, warm and intense, wanting to melt Shi Feiyang in her deep, affectionate gaze.