Chapter 29: A Life-Saving Sword

Even many people outside the venue heard about this. They were unable to enter the venue, so they all waited outside the Bagua Street fighting arena, wanting to know the final result of the match first.

Pei Nai and Zhao Xia Shi had already left the stage, and the highly anticipated Master Qian Xuan and Xing Xiaoren were now standing on the stage.

Master Qianxuan held the long, bladeless Chunliang double maces in his hands, with one hand behind his back, looking awe-inspiring.

Both of them were holding two-handed weapons, so a simple bow was enough to show courtesy. Master Qianxuan was older than him and had a more respected status, so he still half-closed his waist and then raised his body.

Xing Xiaoren stood there without moving, "Don't waste time, old man, just go ahead, I'll let you have five moves first."

"You!" Master Qianxuan was extremely angry, but he did not speak in the end.

He took two steps forward, and with a push of his feet, he leaped up, opened his two maces and flew straight towards Xing Xiaoren from mid-air like a soaring eagle.

With a mace in front, the tip of the mace hit Xing Xiaoren's face directly.

Xing Xiaoren raised his eight-split hammer and blocked the powerful mace in the air, making it stop without moving forward even a bit.

Although Pei Nai disliked Xing Xiaoren's character and style, she had to admit that as one of the Six Rivers, the Wind and Thunder Eight Shuttle Hammer was indeed powerful.

Without the strength to move mountains and lift tripods, there is no way he could withstand the heavy blows of Chunliang's double maces that could break the ground and shatter rocks.

Master Qianxuan pushed in time, pulled back the mace, turned over and landed steadily on the ground, swept the long mace and attacked Xing Xiaoren again.

Both the mother-and-child hammer and the mandarin duck mace are heavy iron weapons with terrifying striking power. Xing Xiaoren had indeed not attacked all the time. The two of them attacked and defended, and three moves were enough.

When metal and stone collide, there is a clanging sound.

At this time, someone walked up to Pei Nai. Pei Nai turned his head and found that it was Wei Kang, whom he hadn't seen for noon.

"Is your senior brother okay?" Pei Nai asked with concern.

Wei Kang shook his head, his expression solemn. "The doctor said that his left arm can't be saved. The bones are all broken, but at least his life is safe."

Pei Nai sighed softly, not knowing how to comfort him.

Wei Kang looked at the evenly matched match on the fighting stage and suddenly said, "Miss Tang, do you want to know what Xing Xiaoren said before the match between my senior brother and Xing Xiaoren that angered my senior brother who is usually gentle?"

Pei Nai nodded. She was as confused as everyone else. "What did he say?"

"He said that he would get the Wanyue Blood Whip, and sooner or later, he would use the spikes on the whip to cut open my master's stomach."

Wei Kang's words echoed in Pei Nai's ears, and her heart trembled.

Just after Master Qianxuan had made five moves, Xing Xiaoren changed his defensive posture, and struck hard with both hammers, smashing the long mace that was coming straight at him with the force of closing them, and used the staggered spikes between the mother and child hammers to block Master Qianxuan's right mace.

It was difficult to withdraw the right mace, so Qian Xuan swung the left mace and pressed it towards Xing Xiaoren from the side.

Xing Xiaoren leaped up, twisting the two hammers that were entangled with his right mace. Master Qianxuan bent his hand, which was tightly holding the right mace, with some effort. At the same time, the other mace passed under Xing Xiaoren's feet.

With both hammers tightly clamped on the long mace, without releasing any force, Xing Xiaoren pressed down with all his strength when he landed on the ground. If Master Qianxuan did not let go, his elbow and arm would be broken.

The right mace was forced out of his hand, and Xing Xiaoren threw it with his double hammers.

The long mace fell to the ground, rolled on the ground, and stopped after hitting the wall.

"Ah!" There were many worried cries from the audience behind Pei Nai. She turned around and saw that everyone had frowned and stared at the fighting arena in the center with bated breath.

People placed their only hope on Master Qianxuan, the old gang leader Sun.

There is no doubt that he has repeatedly violated the bottom line of Tianyao people, from bullying the old man selling candied haws, cursing Wan Yue Blood Whip in public, to abusing his opponents in the competition.

What he despised was not just a whip, and what he insulted was not just the entire Han family.

People placed all their hopes on it, because that whip was related to the dignity of the country and the faith of the people. At that time, some people said that the emperor did not want to see the Hunxi Whip circulated among the people, and the Wanyue Blood Whip became the reward of the Dengyun Heroes Conference with the tacit approval of Duke Duan Ding.

Pei Nai was getting more and more confused.

No matter how much hatred and resentment Gu Jinheng and Han Ruize have, they wouldn't be willing to gamble even the Wanyue Blood Whip, right?

She shook her head helplessly and looked back at the stage.

Of the two Chunliang maces in Master Qianxuan's hands, only one was left.

He grasped the mace in both hands, shouted angrily, and chopped down from top to bottom with all his strength.

The four-sided mace hit the mother hammer, making a loud bang.

It was like a thunderbolt, shocking everyone.

Xing Xiaoren stepped back slightly, his arms trembled a few times, and then he pushed forward. The single mace and the mother hammer confronted each other and were stuck in mid-air.

Qian Xuan's voice was as loud as a bell, "As long as I, Sun Chang, am still alive, I will not allow you outsiders to touch Wanyue Blood Whip!!"

"Why do you praise this inferior martial arts as more important than your life?" Xing Xiaoren slowly raised the hammer in his left hand, "In my opinion, the Wanyue Blood Whip is just like the martial arts of you people--"

At the moment when his Wind and Thunder Hammer struck the back of the Mother Hammer with the force of an eagle and a thunderbolt, he shouted, "It's not worth a single blow!"

The sub-hammer pours all its impact force into the mother hammer, helping it to vibrate violently.

A visible wave of air suddenly arose, pushing away the heavy mace in front.

Since ancient times, the mace has been a weapon that does not involve the use of a sharp blade to kill people, but rather relies on brute force.

Master Qianxuan is over sixty years old. Although his strength exceeds that of ordinary people, his condition is still not as good as it was in his prime. Now facing the more brutal and overbearing Wind and Thunder Eight Shuttle Hammers, he will inevitably be at a disadvantage if he relies solely on brute force.

The air wave surged violently and continued forward, pushing away the long mace and hitting Master Qianxuan fiercely.

Master Qianxuan was knocked back by the collision. He retreated five feet and pressed his long mace backwards to the ground. He finally stopped after steadying his feet.

Xing Xiaoren was ruthless. He did not stop, but swung his hammer and smashed it continuously towards Master Qianxuan who had just landed, like a meteor chasing a meteor with astonishing speed.

"Master Sun, be careful!"

Amid the worried cries of countless people, an ordinary black iron sword flew away with the wind, cut through the air at lightning speed, and hit the circling and flying hammer with divine accuracy.

The black iron sword intercepted the hammer in mid-air, deflecting its direction so that it just brushed past Master Qianxuan and fell aimlessly off the fighting stage.

Although Master Qianxuan was not hit by the hammer, his lungs had already been injured by the thunder and lightning, and he suffered serious internal injuries.

A surge of energy and blood rushed up, and he bent his waist and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The thousands of people in the fighting arena reacted slowly at this point. They looked in the direction where the black iron sword had flown from and were all shocked.

Pei Nai, who was standing aside, withdrew her hand. She knew that Master Qian Xuan had been seriously injured when he was hit by the air wave, and his internal strength was damaged. He could not avoid Xing Xiaoren's fatal move at all.

She just saved people in a desperate situation.

"It's actually her." A young man from a noble family in the VIP seat spoke up.

Jin Ling'er subconsciously looked at Jiang Qingyue, who disliked Tang Mingzhi, but saw that Jiang Qingyue was frowning.

"What does she want to do?" Jiang Qingyue asked puzzledly.

(End of this chapter)

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