Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 178 Duke of Sui Burns Three Stones

"Nothing is impossible!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he stepped back dozens of steps, his hands simultaneously covered by a ball of raging fire, and slapped towards Master Sanshi.

"Fire Cloud Palm at Two-Tenths Power - Fire Serpent Spits Its Tongue"

Leng Feibai's hands moved with lightning speed, unleashing streaks of crimson fire that struck Master Sanshi from various tricky angles.

Upon seeing this, Master Sanshi felt as if he were hallucinating. But the intense heat emanating from him told him that these fire snakes were not a hallucination at all.

Seeing this, Master Sanshi swung his longsword repeatedly, transforming it into an impenetrable wall that blocked all of Leng Feibai's palm strikes.

"The coverage is quite wide, so let's see if you can get a hand on me!"

After Leng Feibai finished speaking, he leaped into the air, his palm winds flying down from above, the attack dense and overwhelming, relentlessly assaulting all of Master Sanshi's vital points.

"Fire Cloud Palm at 30% Power - Fiery Cloud Overhead"

Master Sanshi was already panting heavily and covered in sweat, barely managing to block Leng Feibai's attack.

Watching the two fighting from a distance, Li Chengping's eyes widened, and he asked Shi Chanli beside him, "Senior brother, is our senior uncle's martial arts really that powerful?"

"do not ask me!"

Shi Chanli said in a low voice, "I haven't seen my senior uncle make a move either!"

On the other side, Fan Xian faced off against Duke Kang, his longsword changing rapidly, while streams of sword energy containing frost and snow flew out from the sword.

Duke Kang struggled to defend himself with his sword, and soon he was panting heavily, exclaiming, "Impossible! You were clearly seriously injured, how could you still be so strong!"

"My internal injuries have long since healed!"

Fan Xian sneered, "Moreover, Brother Fei Bai transferred two strands of my true qi to me, and with the help of the Myriad Swords Return to Origin technique, I was able to return to the ninth rank in less than half a month! Die!"

As Fan Xian finished speaking, the long sword in his hand gleamed with an icy light.

"Snow embraces the winter plum blossoms"

Fan Xian let out a low roar, and the long sword in his hand burst with icy light as he unleashed nine sword strikes in an instant.

With the first three sword strikes, he easily knocked the longsword from the Duke of Kang's hand, and the remaining six sword strikes all landed on his body.

"Um"

Duke Kang grunted, gritting his teeth as he felt the biting cold seeping into his wound, "The freezing air has entered my body, ah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duke Kang tried to use his internal energy to dispel the cold, but Fan Xian did not stop him. Instead, he looked at him with amusement.

The next moment, the body of Duke Kang gradually cracked and shattered into pieces on the ground.

"vomit"

The servants, along with Li Chengping and Lin Wan'er, were so disgusted that they vomited on the spot. Sang Wen even collapsed to the ground because his legs were too weak.

Upon seeing this, Fan Xian hurried back to comfort everyone.

While supporting Wang Qinian, Li Chengping couldn't help but say, "Teacher, next time you do it, could you please not make it so disgusting? I can't eat barbecue tonight."

"Cousin, you still want to eat barbecue!"

Lin Wan'er said irritably, "I don't even want to eat dinner!"

As the group was talking, another explosion came from afar.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Leng Feibai was still fighting with Master Sanshi.

However, Master Sanshi's steps became unsteady, and his movements as he wielded the broadsword became sluggish.

Leng Feibai, however, remained completely at ease, as if it were nothing to worry about.

Seeing this, Fan Xian said irritably, "Brother Fei Bai, that's enough. Haven't you had enough fun yet?"

"understood!"

Leng Feibai said lazily, "This old guy's kung fu is not weak. Ordinary ninth-rank martial artists are not as fun as him!"

Having said that, Leng Feibai paused on one foot, retreated dozens of steps, and unleashed an extremely powerful and yang energy from his entire body. "Nine Yang Great Thunderclap!"

With a series of swift movements, Leng Feibai unleashed a massive fireball from his chest, instantly engulfing Master Sanshi.

When the flames died down, only a black statue remained in the same spot.

A gentle breeze blew by, and in that instant, the statue turned into dust and scattered in all directions.

"vomit"

Leng Feibai deliberately forced out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time, he collapsed to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Fan Xian rushed forward and knelt down in front of Leng Feibai.

"Don't worry, it's just an act!"

Leng Feibai said in a low voice, "There might be spies planted by His Majesty among the people on the ship. It would be troublesome if His Majesty found out that I was faking illness."

Seeing this, Fan Xian made a face in annoyance and helped Leng Feibai back to the group.

"Husband!"

Sang Wen struggled to reach Leng Feibai and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"

"Fortunately!"

Leng Feibai deliberately forced himself to sweat profusely, looking almost exhausted, and said, "I had finally recovered a little, but this battle has caused my injuries to relapse."

Seeing Leng Feibai's distressed state, Sang Wen stepped forward to support him, saying, "Uncle, leave your husband to me. You stay down here and spend more time with Wan'er!"

Upon seeing this, Fan Xian's face flashed with a mischievous look, and he quickly said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister-in-law Sang Wen. I'll leave my brother to you."

After saying that, Fan Xian released Leng Feibai and watched as Sang Wen helped him back to his room on the ship.

"My brother is so lucky!"

Fan Xian thought to himself, not daring to let Lin Wan'er hear him, or he would be in big trouble.

After this experience, the group gave up their plan to have a barbecue down below the boat and returned to the boat.

Fan Xian then instructed Wang Qinian to take his supervisor's badge and find his colleagues nearby to report what had happened to the capital.

Meanwhile, Li Chengping was also furious about the ambush, so he went straight back to his room and wrote a letter of complaint, which he asked Wang Qinian to send back to his father, the emperor.

Inside the room, Sang Wen silently wiped the dust off Leng Feibai's face with a damp cloth.

Seeing Leng Feibai's feigned listlessness, Sang Wen couldn't help but say, "Husband, can't you take better care of your body? Even if you can't recover your Grandmaster cultivation within three years, you can't ruin your body like this."

Hearing Sang Wen's words, Leng Feibai forced a smile, stood up, and hugged Sang Wen, saying, "Alright, alright, Sang Wen, I know I was wrong about what you said!"

As he spoke, Leng Feibai took the opportunity to kiss Sang Wen's lips.

"Humph"

Sang Wen turned her head away, sulking and refusing to look at Leng Feibai. "Little brat, you're getting arrogant because you're spoiled!"

Leng Feibai reached out and pulled Sang Wen into his arms, saying, "It seems I'll have to teach you a lesson!"

"Cough cough!"

Fan Xian coughed from outside the door, causing the two to separate abruptly. "Excuse me, I'm sorry to have disturbed you both!"

Fan Xian walked in with a grin. Upon seeing this, Leng Feibai said calmly, "Sang Wen, why don't you go out for a walk? Fan Xian and I have something to discuss!"

Sang Wen was taken aback upon hearing this, but still withdrew. Inside the room, Fan Xian sat down beside Leng Feibai's bed and said with a forced smile, "The last time I saw you in such a sorry state was when you went to challenge Ku He and got injured."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Leng Feibai calmly said, "You came here to ask me if the three guys who came to assassinate me today were from the Junshan Society, right?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian's playful expression vanished completely. He didn't dare to loudly agree, but simply nodded.

Leng Feibai nodded in agreement. Seeing this, Fan Xian clenched his fists in anger and said, "Does she really want to kill me that much? She doesn't even care about Wan'er's safety!"

(End of this chapter)