Wuxia: Become the 100-Victory Sword King at the Beginning

Spring has arrived, but the weather is like a mischievous child, playing tricks on everyone. The chill has not lessened at all; it is still bone-chilling, making people feel as if winter is still here, completely unable to distinguish the changing seasons.

Looking up, the sky seemed to be completely covered by an enormous, leaden curtain, hanging heavily overhead, making one feel heavy-hearted and inexplicably oppressed.

A biting wind howled past, like razor-sharp blades, slicing across the face and causing pain that made one wince. The dry branches along the roadside swayed violently in the gale, creaking and groaning as if complaining about the relentless onslaught of the bitter cold.

Shi Feiyang and his group of flower servants, all disguised as men, surrounded Lianxing as they marched out of the gates of the Yihua Palace and headed towards the Iron Palm Gang headquarters. Along the way, Lianxing sat in the carriage, her heart pounding with anxiety. This was her first time venturing into the martial world, and she was utterly uncertain about her future.

She frequently raised her hand to lightly stroke the sword at her waist, pondering to herself, "Although I have diligently practiced my martial arts at the Yihua Palace for a long time, the martial world is treacherous, and there are countless masters. I don't know if I can handle it with ease. What if something goes wrong on this trip to the Iron Palm Clan?" Thinking this, her brows furrowed tightly, and her eyes were full of worry. In contrast, "Chuntao" looked quite different.

He was like a bird released from its cage, overjoyed, hopping and skipping around the carriage. One moment he would gather around the flower servants, telling them strange and wonderful stories with great enthusiasm, and the next he would act like a mischievous child, imitating all sorts of interesting actions, making the beautiful flower servants around him bend over with laughter.

"Girls, do you know what a strange dream I had last night?" Shi Feiyang suddenly said mysteriously, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I dreamt that I turned into a big fat pig, rooting around in a sea of ​​flowers. The flowers smelled so incredibly sweet, and I couldn't resist eating them all!" The flower slaves burst into laughter, one of them clutching her stomach and saying, "Chun Tao, you're really making this up! Who would have such a dream?"

Shi Feiyang replied in a serious tone, "You guys don't understand, do you? This dream might be a hint from God, suggesting that I will have a great harvest this time I go out!" As he spoke, he winked at the flower slaves, looking as ridiculous as could be.

At this moment, Lianxing's gentle voice came from inside the carriage: "Chuntao, don't just focus on having fun. This trip to the Iron Palm Clan is a serious matter, so you must not take it lightly."

Shi Feiyang hurriedly ran to the carriage and said with a grin, "Master Lianxing, you can rest assured! With me, Chuntao, here, everything will go smoothly. Look, I've been entertaining everyone along the way, it's been so lively. Don't always look so gloomy, smile a little, maybe the weather will even warm up!" Lianxing shook her head helplessly, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, revealing a faint smile: "You're so good at talking nonsense. But, on this trip, I really need to rely on you to take care of me."

"Of course!" Shi Feiyang puffed out his chest and said confidently, "I, Chun Tao, may not have any other skills, but I'm quite clever and bold. Those people from the Iron Palm Gang will be so scared when they see the people from our Yihua Palace coming that their legs will go weak. They wouldn't dare to act recklessly!" The flower servants couldn't help but laugh when they heard him say this. The tense atmosphere along the way gradually dissipated a lot with Shi Feiyang's witty remarks.

Heading north, they arrived near the Hukou Waterfall on the Yellow River, where the scenery evoked a sense of desolation.

At Hukou Waterfall, the Yellow River seems to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, surging forward and converging into an unstoppable force, rushing straight down with a deafening roar, as if it would shatter the entire world into pieces.

The spray from the waterfall quickly froze into ice crystals in the cold air, swirling like snowflakes and splashing against our skin with a constant crackling sound. The surrounding rocks were covered in icicles, shimmering with a cold light in the dim light, like a forest of ice.

The Iron Palm Gang's headquarters was located here, heavily guarded like an impregnable fortress. Every few steps along the high walls stood a gang member wielding a long spear, their eyes piercing as they vigilantly scanned their surroundings.

The gate to the village was tightly shut, and the heavy iron gate was studded with sharp iron nails, like a group of ferocious beasts.

On either side of the entrance stand two enormous stone lions, majestic and awe-inspiring, adding to the area's grandeur.

Shi Feiyang and his group arrived at the village gate and loudly announced their purpose.

Soon, the iron gate slowly opened, and six people walked out. They were the six leaders of the Iron Palm Gang.

Leading the way was Zhao Lun, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, nicknamed "Iron-Armed Divine Eagle." He was burly and robust, like a small mountain, twice the width and thickness of an average person. His arms were bulging with muscles, like two hard stones, exuding power.

He had a square face, thick, dark eyebrows, and a pair of piercing, tiger-like eyes that exuded an innate air of dominance. He wore a black, fitted outfit embroidered with a lifelike eagle spreading its wings, as if it were about to take flight at any moment, which further accentuated his extraordinary presence.

Following closely behind was the deputy leader, "Iron Palm" Sun Fangyan. He was lean and capable, and as agile as a monkey. His cheekbones were high, and his eyes were long and narrow, always flashing with a fierce light, like a vicious wolf ready to pounce at any moment.

His hands were bronze in color, with rough, thick skin—the marks left by years of practicing Iron Sand Palm. With a casual swing of his hands, one could feel a sharp gust of wind.

Then there's the deputy leader, "Flying Eagle Claw" Qian Bao, whose agile and nimble figure is like that of a swift cheetah. His cheeks are thin, and his cheekbones are slightly prominent, making his eyes deep-set yet exceptionally bright, revealing shrewdness and ruthlessness.

His hands were curved like eagle claws, his nails sharp as hooks, gleaming coldly in the dim light, sending chills down one's spine. He wore a brown, close-fitting outfit, embroidered with a soaring eagle with outstretched claws, perfectly complementing his appearance.

Zhou Qianlong, the deputy leader and "Iron Whip Killer," is of medium build and rather thin, yet exudes an indomitable spirit.

His face was cold and stern, his eyes deep and unfathomable, as if concealing endless schemes and plots. In his hand he held a jet-black iron whip, its blade covered with sharp barbs, each one razor-sharp.

He wore a dark blue robe with a black belt around his waist, from which hung a jade pendant engraved with dragon patterns, adding to his mysterious aura. The deputy leader, "Mountain-Splitting Axe" Wu Xiong, was tall and muscular, like a moving mountain. His head was as large as a bucket, his face was full of menacing flesh, and his glaring eyes, like copper bells, were terrifying.

His presence is like an unshakeable force, making everyone feel an invisible sense of oppression when facing him.

His arms were thick and strong, like two giant tree trunks. He carried a huge axe, its blade broad and thick, gleaming coldly, as if it could easily cleave a mountain. He wore a tattered coarse linen garment, with a hemp rope tied around his waist. He exuded a primitive and rugged aura, incredibly brave and awe-inspiring.

The deputy leader, Zheng Biao, nicknamed "Invincible Iron Legs," had legs as thick as two stone pillars, making the ground shake when he walked.

He was stocky and broad-shouldered, like an iron tower. He had a round, dark face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes that revealed a simple honesty and fierceness. He wore a gray, close-fitting outfit, covered in dust and stains, reflecting his unpretentious nature. "Hmph, what's the Yihua Palace?" Zhao Lun, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, scoffed at the news that Shi Feiyang had come to collect a debt, his face contorted with disdain.

He glanced at Lianxing provocatively and sneered, "You bunch of thugs think you can make us hand over the money obediently? Hukou Waterfall on the Yellow River isn't your Yihua Palace's backyard. Don't try to cause trouble here!" His tone was full of provocation and disdain, creating a strong atmosphere of confrontation.

Deputy gang leader Sun Fangyan joined in the commotion: "A little girl with a few lackeys thinks she can take away our money and supplies? Does she really think our Iron Palm Gang is a pushover?" His tone was full of sarcasm and disdain, creating a strong atmosphere of confrontation.

Qian Bao, standing to the side, laughed like a cunning fox: "Why don't we leave this little wench here today, as a way to give Yihua Palace an explanation, haha!" His tone was full of cunning and malice, creating a strong atmosphere of confrontation.

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang was furious, but he still smiled. He stood in front of Lianxing and said, "Gentlemen, that's not right! Paying back debts is a matter of course. How come it's considered cheating when you say that? Besides, Master Lianxing is an extremely noble figure in Yihua Palace. Aren't you afraid of Yihua Palace's wrath for being so rude?"

His tone was firm and calm, creating a strong sense of confrontation.

Zhao Lun waved his hand and roared, "Enough nonsense! We're not giving you the money and provisions today, what can you do about it?"

Shi Feiyang was pondering how to retort when he suddenly felt Lianxing's body tremble slightly beside him. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and saw that Lianxing's face had turned a little pale. He immediately understood what was going on.

So, Shi Feiyang's eyes lit up, and he came up with a plan. He deliberately raised his voice and said, "Gentlemen, Master Lianxing is not feeling well today and it is inconvenient for her to fight. How about this, I will play with you. If I lose, we will leave without saying a word; but if I win, you will have to obediently hand over the money and provisions. How about that?"

Zhao Lun and the others looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Zhao Meng laughed so hard he almost cried, pointing at Yang Xi and saying, "With your puny build, you think you can take on the six of us? Fine, we'll play along and show you who the real boss is on the banks of the Yellow River!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the fierce battle began.

Zhao Lun was the first to rush out, pouncing on Yang Xi like a cheetah, while roaring and using the "Eagle Claw" move from the "Eagle Claw Kung Fu".

His hands, like hooks, hurtled towards Yang Xi's throat with a whooshing sound.

Shi Feiyang remained calm and unhurried. With a light tap of his toes, he used the profound "Hidden Body and Name" lightness skill, easily dodging the attack. He didn't forget to tease, "Chief Zhao, your claws look quite intimidating, but they're just a little bit short of catching me!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Shi Feiyang was dodging Zhao Meng's attack, Sun Fangyan rushed forward. His palms were black, and he used the "Black Sand Smoke" technique from the "Iron Sand Palm" to strike. The palm wind howled and the heat was intense, as if it was going to scorch Shi Feiyang.

Shi Feiyang exclaimed, "Hey, Vice Chief Sun, your palm wind is hotter than the wind by the Yellow River!" As he spoke, he activated the Mingyu Gong, and a faint layer of cold jade fluorescence emanated from his body to resist the heat from Sun Fangyan's palm.

At the same time, he flicked his longsword and used the "Sword Shadows Fluttering" technique from the "Sword Classic of Nine Heavens," which flashed with sword flowers and blocked all of Sun Fangyan's attacks.

Seeing that neither of them had gained an advantage, Qian Bao joined the fight. He spread his arms and moved his hands like eagle claws, using the "Eagle Soaring Through the Sky" move from the "Flying Eagle Claw" style. His attacks were cunning and fast, making them difficult to defend against.

While dodging, Shi Feiyang muttered, "Vice Chief Qian, your Flying Eagle Claw looks impressive, but I'm not a little chick. You think you can catch me so easily?" Then, seizing an opportunity, Shi Feiyang suddenly shouted, his body glowing with intense cold jade light as he activated the eighth level of the Bright Jade Skill—"Supreme Forgetfulness: Ice Soul Cold Prison." With the blessing of the Bright Jade Skill, he unleashed the eighth level of "Sword Canon Nine Heavens," "Sword Master of the Sundial," his figure instantly becoming ethereal, his longsword radiating light as if it had gathered the light of heaven and earth.

He jokingly added, "Let me show you my newly mastered and powerful moves!"

Zhao Lun, Sun Fangyan, and Qian Bao exchanged glances, a hint of fear flashing in their eyes. But they were already in a bind and had no choice but to continue their attack. Shi Feiyang moved with lightning speed, weaving freely between the three, his longsword flashing, creating a dazzling display of sword shadows.

He unleashed a move from the "Sword Master's Sundial" technique, "Light and Shadow Annihilation!" With a loud shout from Shi Feiyang, a dazzling sword light flashed, and before Zhao Lun, Sun Fangyan, and Qian Bao could react, they were struck by the sword energy and instantly fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the remaining three leaders of the Iron Palm Clan paled and retreated hastily in fear. Shi Feiyang sheathed his sword, grinned at them, and said, "Gentlemen, now you know how powerful our Yihua Palace is, right? Why don't you hand over the money and provisions quickly?" At this moment, Lianxing, watching from the side, was dumbfounded, secretly exclaiming in her heart, "How could Chun Tao know the Mingyu Skill? How is that possible?"

But she quickly calmed down, thinking that "Chuntao" had made a great contribution to Yihua Palace this time, so she suppressed her doubts and displeasure and decided to keep the secret for "Chuntao" for the time being.

She knew perfectly well that if the cold and aloof Yaoyue discovered that Chuntao had secretly learned the Mingyu Kung Fu, Chuntao's life would be in grave danger.

The remaining three Iron Palm Gang leaders dared not have the slightest thought of disobeying, and quickly directed their men to prepare the money and provisions properly, and respectfully handed them over to Shi Feiyang and Lianxing.

Shi Feiyang took the list of money and provisions, checked it carefully, and smiled as brightly as a flower, saying, "That's right! Let's all cooperate well in the future, and I guarantee that everyone can live a good life!" After saying that, he led Lianxing and a group of flower servants, escorting the money and provisions, and swaggered away from the headquarters of the Iron Palm Gang.

However, the Iron Palm Clan suffered a great loss this time, and they certainly won't let the Flower Palace or Shi Feiyang off so easily. (End of Chapter)