Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 163 Siege
Gu Mo slowly spoke, "Master Lu, I don't believe there's anyone truly number one in this world. Whether it's a human or a god, everyone has weaknesses. You definitely have weaknesses too. Unless your weaknesses can render everyone in the world powerless, then you are the true number one in the world."

Lu Canyang nodded slightly and said, "You are right..."

The hall fell into silence for a moment.

Several people stared at Lu Canyang closely, even Ye Jinglan and Chu Tianqing, who were weak and unable to move, stared at Lu Canyang closely.

Quiet, very quiet.

After a long while, Lu Canyang's face, covered in burn scars, moved for the first time. He asked in a puzzled tone, "Why are you so eager for me? Are you thinking I'll reveal my weaknesses? Only a fool would do that, right?"

For a moment, everyone looked embarrassed.

Gu Mo also smiled awkwardly. He had just thought that Lu Canyang was so arrogant at the moment, and if he provoked him, he would reveal his weaknesses!
"Master Lu," Gu Mo said, "I still have one question."

Lu Canyang nodded and said, "You go ahead."

Gu Mo said, "Whether you want revenge or to become the best in the world, it has nothing to do with me, right? Why do you want to involve me?"

Lu Canyang said suspiciously, "I didn't involve you. Wasn't it you, Hero Gu, who took the initiative to come here from the beginning to the end? Whether it was you obtaining the Gou Chen Demon Sword or coming here today, it was all your initiative!"

Gu Mo thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.

He had just listened to Lu Canyang's forty years of grievances and hatreds, one after another, and his calculations were also layered. He subconsciously thought that he was also being calculated.

Gu Mo bowed to Lu Canyang and said, "Then, Master Lu, since this was all just an accident, I have no grudge against you. Since the Gou Chen Demon Blade was originally yours, I congratulate you on returning it to its rightful owner. I don't want to get involved in your grudges and hatred. May I leave?"

"No." Lu Canyang said decisively: "I have already become the best in the world, but the world does not know it. Today is my first battle to announce my becoming the best in the world. If there is no master like you, Master Gu, it would be too boring. Without a master like you, how can I be worthy of my first battle in the world?

Tonight's time is perfect. After yesterday's battle at the Cliff of Broken Souls, there are many masters from various sects in the city, so there is no shortage of spectators. It depends on how many masters from the Six Gates come. If those two masters don't come, then, Master Gu, let's move the battlefield to the Six Gates Yamen!"

Gu Mo said in a deep voice: "So, you want to fight one against three?"

"No," Lu Canyang said, "I want to fight all the masters in the city alone."

"You are taking action against the government, aren't you afraid of the imperial court's suppression?" Gu Mo asked.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Lu Canyang laughed heartily and said, "What's the imperial court? The worst that can happen is I can storm into the palace and twist off the emperor's head. Since I'm number one in the world, what's the harm in conquering a city or even an entire country by myself?"

Gu Mo was silent for a moment.

He didn't know whether Lu Canyang was simply arrogance, or was he really invincible to that extent and had reached a realm that he could not imagine?
At the same time, Tiezhu, Qi Miaoxuan, Ye Jinglan and Chu Tianqing were all shrouded in a shadow.

A moment later, outside the Divine Weapon Villa, the sound of horse hooves clattered like a torrential downpour, and footsteps filled the air. In a flash, numerous Six Gates constables poured into the villa.

Leading the way were Chen Yunqiao, the East City Commander of the Six Gates, and Captain Zhuo Qingfeng. Both of them had stern expressions, and their eyes swept across the tragic scene in the villa like lightning.

"Divine Weapon Pavilion." Gu Chudong, who was following them, said, "My brother and the others are at the Divine Weapon Pavilion."

The villa was littered with corpses, blood gleaming eerily in the moonlight, and the stench of blood filled the air, making one sick. Everyone frowned and quickened their pace as they rushed towards the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

When they arrived outside the Divine Weapon Pavilion, hundreds of Six Gates detectives were lined up in the open space outside the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Chen Yunqiao, Zhuo Qingfeng and Gu Chudong were at the front, looking at the scene in the hall of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. They were all a little confused for a moment.

At this time, in the hall of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

The atmosphere was very depressing.

Gu Mo was holding the Lingxi Sword in his hand, and Qi Miaoxuan was treating Ye Jinglan and Chu Tianqing.

Tiezhu stood aside, looking a little dazed.

As for Lu Canyang, he was calm and composed. He was so confident that he didn't care at all even though Qi Miaoxuan was trying his best to treat Ye Jinglan and Chu Tianqing.

In the square outside the Divine Weapon Pavilion, there were no less than three hundred constables from the Six Gates gathered, but he didn't take them seriously at all. He turned his head to glance at the constables outside, then looked at Gu Mo and said, "Master Gu, Xie Mingzhong and Liu Ruohong are here. It seems that I don't need to go to the Six Gates again. I will kill your three masters here tonight..." He looked at Ye Jinglan and Chu Tianqing and said, "Let's count them as five masters, plus hundreds of constables, to help me become the best in the world." Gu Mo frowned slightly and said nothing.

He knew who the Xie Mingzhong and Liu Ruohong Lu Canyang were. They were the two great masters and chief constables of the Qingzhou Six Gates. Xie Mingzhong was known as the Iron-faced Yama, while Liu Ruohong was known as the Soul-Chasing Impermanence. They were the two pillars of the Qingzhou Six Gates.

With these two people present and hundreds of constables around, Lu Canyang was still able to maintain such an attitude, which really made Gu Mo somewhat doubt Lu Canyang's strength.

"Hero Gu, go out and fight. Leave some space here for Lao Jiu to treat Ye Jinglan and Chu Tianqing. Maybe they can recover. If they recover before I kill you, I still have a chance to fight one against five. That would be great!"

Lu Canyang's voice was very flat, but every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Gu Mo's heart, causing Gu Mo to feel a lot of pressure.

Although we haven't fought yet,
However, Lu Canyang is the opponent who has caused Gu Mo the most pressure since he awakened his wisdom.

"please."

Gu Mo bowed and motioned Lu Canyang to go first.

Lu Canyang was so confident in himself that he didn't worry at all that Gu Mo would attack him from behind. He just walked to the front and showed his back to Gu Mo.

Soon, the two of them walked outside the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

Zhuo Qingfeng quickly asked: "Brother Gu, what's the situation now?"

Gu Mo smiled helplessly and said, "This person is Nangong Qun, the owner of Shenbing Villa, and also Lu Canyang, the former owner of Zhengqi Villa. We'll find out the reason after we get out alive. Villa owner Lu believes that he is the best in the world, and he is currently trying to kill everyone present to declare that he has become the best in the world!"

After saying that, Gu Mo bowed towards a small house not far from the Divine Weapon Pavilion and said, "Captain Xie, Captain Liu, there's no need to hide anything. Let's join forces to fight against this Master Lu who is suspected to be the best in the world!"

at this time,

A dull voice rang out from the small courtyard. "Ever since Jiang Ruoxu's disappearance after his demonic possession thirty years ago, the rankings of all the martial arts masters in the world have automatically dropped one place. Even Su Qianqiu, the current number one martial artist, dares to call himself second in the world. I can't believe that Qingzhou, with its truly exceptional people and beautiful scenery, now has someone daring to call themselves number one!"

A burly old man with white hair, dressed in a dark official robe, emerged in the night breeze. His nine-foot frame was like an iron tower pressing down on a city wall. Three claw marks slashed diagonally across his left cheek, from his brow to the side of his neck, gleaming a chilling green in the moonlight. Six bronze tokens jingled at his waist, each one inscribed with the word "Execution" in intaglio script.

This person is Xie Mingzhong, who is known as the Iron-faced Yama.

He held a heavy mace in his left hand. With a clang, the mace slammed to the ground, and the blue bricks cracked into spider-web patterns.

Lu Canyang looked at Xie Mingzhong and said, "It seems that Chief Constable Xie is very dissatisfied with my claim to be the best in the world?"

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied, but I just want to ask you, sir, if you really are Senior Lu Canyang, you're probably almost ninety years old now. Why would you stir up such a bloody storm just for the false title of being the best in the world?"

This was not what Xie Mingzhong said, but came from the small courtyard.

A dark figure, like a bat lurking in the darkness, moved with incredible lightness. He tapped his toes, each touch as gentle as a dragonfly skimming the water, leaving almost no trace. He soared upward, tracing a smooth arc through the air, his robes fluttering, untouched by the slightest trace of worldly activity.

In the blink of an eye, he had landed steadily on the top of a lush tree, which swayed only slightly.

This person is none other than the Soul-Chasing Impermanence Liu Ruohong, the second Grandmaster of the Six Gates of Qingzhou.

Unlike Xie Mingzhong, he spoke politely. Although he was also over sixty years old, he still called himself a junior in front of Lu Canyang. After all, when Lu Canyang was famous in Qingzhou and became a master, he was just a young man who had just started out. He grew up listening to the stories of the Nine Righteous Men of Qingzhou.

Lu Canyang looked at Liu Ruohong and said, "Isn't the purpose of practicing martial arts to strive for the best in the world?"

Liu Ruohong said, "Senior, you are nearly ninety years old. Are you still not willing to let go of these empty reputations?"

Lu Canyang chuckled and said, "Captain Liu, are you still thinking of saying a few words to me so that I can turn back, just like the Buddhist saying, 'lay down the butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly'? Are you not going to investigate the massacre of over 200 people at the Divine Weapon Villa? Or are you hoping that I'll commit suicide and die as an atonement for your words?"

Liu Ruohong smiled helplessly and said, "Senior, I have indeed said too much. In that case, I will learn from you some of your great skills!"

Seventy-two bone-piercing nails burst forth from his sleeves, piercing the air with a sound like the fluttering of bees' wings, weaving a crimson barrage within a thirty-meter radius. The tips of the nails glowed a peacock-blue, each one carrying a vortex of deadly poison, its own tethered aura. Wherever they passed, even the moonlight froze into ice crystals.

Lu Canyang stood there motionless, and the protective layer in front of him suddenly glowed blood-red and turned into an air wall, as if there was a flame burning. But at that moment, he saw the nail group split into twelve arcs in mid-air, circling the air wall like a living thing, as if twelve willow catkins were whipping Lu Canyang's major acupoints from all directions.

(End of this chapter)