The world of martial arts, the immortal swordsman in the mortal realm.

Chapter 137, Page 152: Sword Slaying Ba Feng Han! Martial Arts Fanatic Dugu Feng! [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]

Before Ba Feng Han came up, the second floor of Jia Xiang Lou was still noisy.

But as Ba Feng Han and Lu Chen called out each other's names, the second floor of the restaurant gradually quieted down.

Everyone stared at the two of them with suspicion and whispered among themselves.

"Lu Chen? Could it be that Lu Chen?"

"It should be! Otherwise, why would Ba Feng Han seek him out?"

"I think I saw him once at the Jiaxiang Pavilion before. At that time, I felt that he was a heroic and upright man with an extraordinary demeanor... I thought he was a young master from some noble family. I never expected that he was Lu Chen, who repelled Yang Xuyan on the night of the Jiangdu mutiny!"

"Ba Feng Han is going to challenge Lu Chen? They are both among the top five young masters in the world. This is going to be a good show!"

While discussing.

Suddenly, when Ba Feng Han said, "Since we have determined who is superior and who is inferior, we will also decide who lives and who dies," the second floor of the restaurant instantly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and all the discussions stopped.

After a few moments of silence, many bloodthirsty spectators were already filled with excitement—

Are we about to lose one of today's most outstanding young talents?
Lu Chen remained seated, still holding a wine glass in his hand.

Ba Feng Han remained motionless, his hands gripping the hilts of his swords.

The two looked at each other across the table.

Although there were no words or actions, the diners on the second floor felt as if an invisible aura emanated from the two individuals, gradually spreading throughout the entire second floor, giving everyone a sense of oppressive and suffocating tension.

It was as if a storm was about to break, with dark clouds looming over the city.

Some people unconsciously opened their mouths and breathed heavily.

Some people were also swallowing hard, their throats twitching.

Some people, their hands trembling, raised their glasses, wanting to take a sip to calm their nerves, but their hands shook so badly that the glasses suddenly slipped from their hands and fell to the ground.

Ding--

The moment the glass shattered and made a crisp sound as it hit the ground.

The table between Lu Chen and Ba Feng Han suddenly shattered into pieces. Bowls, plates, and wine pots on the table were thrown into the air, splashing juice everywhere.

Zheng!
With a sharp, clanging sound, Ba Feng Han's longsword drew a winding, mysterious arc, slashing towards Lu Chen with a chilling light.

The long sword, even before touching anything, caused the thrown bowls and plates to shatter, leaving smooth cracks as if cut by a sharp blade!
This blade energy alone, even in a low-level martial arts world, would be enough to kill someone from a distance.

However, in the world of Twin Dragons, against a master who protects himself with true qi, this level of sword energy can basically only serve to lock onto the enemy's qi, create an illusion of attack to deceive the enemy's perception, and interfere with the enemy's true qi circulation.

But Ba Feng Han's true killing move was that seemingly simple, unadorned slash.

This strike was flawless in its force, angle, and speed; it was arguably the most triumphant strike of his life.

The invisible energy extending from the blade had already locked onto Lu Chen. No matter how Lu Chen's body changed, his blade would follow the energy and naturally generate subsequent moves, leaving Lu Chen with no way to dodge and only able to take the hit head-on!

Faced with Ba Feng Han's extremely sharp blade.

Lu Chen remained unfazed, gently tossing his wine cup upwards. He then joined his index and middle fingers together to form a sword, seemingly slow but actually swift, and pointed out to meet the oncoming dazzling blade light.

clang--

A clear, resonant sound of metal clashing together rang out.

The broken half of the knife flew up with a whoosh, spinning backwards towards Ba Feng Han, grazing his scalp, and then shot into the wall about two zhang away behind him, piercing through the wall and shooting into the distance.

A few strands of hair drifted down slowly.

Ba Feng Han's pupils dilated, and his expression changed drastically.

Lu Chen's finger actually hit the weakest point in the flow of his sword force!
What keen insight!

Even with a bare finger against a steel knife, one finger can cut through a long blade...

What kind of powerful physique and amazing finger strength did he possess?
Despite being shocked, Ba Feng Han reacted without hesitation. As the knife broke, he suddenly discarded it and drew his sword. With a swift movement of his long arm, he thrust the sword towards Lu Chen's chest.

As the sword was drawn, an extremely fierce aura erupted, as if it were a bloody battle for survival, where failure meant certain death!

This sword strike may seem simple, but the most essential technique of swordsmanship is simply "thrust".

Just like Lu Chen's "Sword One", it doesn't need any fancy moves; a single thrust is enough to decide life or death.

Ba Feng Han's thrust was a culmination of his entire being, encompassing his spirit, energy, and skill. It represented the pinnacle of his personal technique, embodying the essence of his lifelong fighting skills, and possessing a touch of simplicity and naturalness.

When the sword was drawn, the fierce aura and chilling sword energy completely locked down the space around Lu Chen, making him feel as if he were in an iron cage arena, unable to dodge or escape, and only able to face this desperate thrust!
This thrust even broke through the sword wind domain that Lu Chen had already set up around him, tearing a straight path through the sword wind domain to Lu Chen.

Moreover, the cold light flickered on the tip of the sword, and invisible sword energy poured out, causing Lu Chen to experience needle-like phantom pain in many vital areas such as his brow, throat, heart, chest, and dantian. It was almost impossible to pinpoint where the sword would ultimately strike.

Based on this one sword strike alone, it is clear that Ba Feng Han's ranking as one of the five most outstanding young masters in the world is well-deserved.

pity.

He encountered Lu Chen, who had made up for his shortcomings and whose martial arts skills had greatly improved in the past two months.

The Lightning Heart Sword trembled, and his spiritual sense was highly concentrated. Lu Chen saw through all the power flow of Ba Feng Han's sword strike, and even predicted all possible subsequent moves.

In the world of Twin Dragons, masters can often see into each other's minds and adapt flexibly to the flow of energy. In such situations, it comes down to who can react faster, who has fewer weaknesses, who has a more comprehensive grasp of the situation, and who has a stronger ability to deduce.

and so.

Lu Chen simply raised his right hand again, pointed his fingers to form a sword, and thrust it out.

laugh--

An invisible sword aura shot out, reaching its peak power and strength with the force of Ba Feng Han's sword strike. All possible variations converged into one, and the sword tip could only pierce Lu Chen's chest acupoint, striking him hard on the spine of the sword.

This sword strike once again precisely hit the weakest point in the flow of energy within the Ba Feng Han sword.

However, because Ba Feng Han's sword was at its peak and the true energy on the sword was surging, it did not break his longsword in the same way. It only caused his longsword to sink slightly, and the sword that was about to stab Lu Chen's chest acupoint was also deflected by a little.

Lu Chen's clothes had been pierced by the long sword.

I could already feel the icy chill of the sword tip on my skin.

But the tip of Ba Feng Han's sword suddenly trembled. The sword tip, which should have pierced straight down, only managed to cut the skin on Lu Chen's chest, leaving a crooked bloodstain, before it lost its strength.

Let's look at Ba Feng Han again.

A small hole had appeared between his eyebrows, and blood plasma had accumulated there, but it did not immediately overflow due to the remaining sword energy blocking it.

Lu Chen's sword energy that struck the spine of Ba Feng Han's sword was not intended to break his sword or deflect it.

When the sword energy struck the spine of Ba Feng Han's sword, causing it to sink downwards, the invisible sword energy also absorbed some of the true energy from the sword and refracted out at an even faster speed.

This sudden change in direction and the refracted sword energy left Ba Feng Han, who had already exhausted his sword strike and minimized all possible variations, with no room for maneuver.

The sword energy that absorbed Ba Feng Han's true strength was even faster, so fast that it arrived before Ba Feng Han. Just as Ba Feng Han's sword tip tore through Lu Chen's clothes and touched his skin, it took the lead and pierced through Ba Feng Han's protective true energy, penetrating his brow!

That's why Ba Feng Han's sword, which pierced Lu Chen's chest, suddenly became chaotic, only scratching his chest and drawing blood, but it was powerless to truly penetrate his double defense of "refined skin and flesh" and inflict effective damage on him.

Lu Chen remained seated upright in his chair, motionless.

The wine glass that he had tossed up earlier finally fell back down.

The life-or-death duel between Lu Chen and Ba Feng Han involved only one sword strike and one blade.

The blade was swift, but the sword was even faster. So much so that just as Lu Chen unleashed his sword energy, the wine cup reached its highest point. Only after Ba Feng Han's brow was pierced, leaving him frozen in place, did the cup begin to fall. Lu Chen leisurely raised his hand, caught the cup, and drank the wine in one gulp, saying:
"Waiter, check out!"

He took out a silver ingot and tossed it to the waiter who approached him, trembling with fear yet filled with admiration.
"The damaged table, tableware, and the hassle of cleaning up the body and the mess. Consider this a small reward to calm your nerves."

Having said that, he tossed the wine glass to the waiter and strolled leisurely toward the stairwell.

Until Lu Chen disappeared at the top of the stairs.

The sword energy disappeared from the blood hole between Ba Feng Han's eyebrows, and the blood that had been accumulating for a long time finally spurted out with a hiss.

His body swayed slightly, and he fell backward.

Boom!
Ba Feng Han fell heavily backward to the ground, his once sharp and piercing eyes now completely gray.

As Lu Chen left, Ba Feng Han collapsed again. The heavy and oppressive aura from before instantly dissipated. All the diners on the second floor let out a long breath. Almost everyone was drenched in sweat and their faces were pale, as if they had also just gone through a brush with death.

After a long gasp for breath, someone wiped the cold sweat from their brow and said in shock:
"What's going on? Is this the end?"

Some people drank heavily to calm their nerves, then put down their bowls and shouted loudly:
"Yeah, how could it be so fast? What exactly happened just now?"

"I only saw Ba Feng Han strike once, then his blade broke, and then he drew his sword again... I didn't see what happened next at all! How did Ba Feng Han die? How did he die?"

"He died from a hole in his forehead."

“I know, but the question is, how did he get that hole between his eyebrows?”

"I only vaguely saw Lu Chen point a finger at the spine of Ba Feng Han's sword. Then, a bloody hole inexplicably appeared between Ba Feng Han's eyebrows..."

"Pointing at the spine of the sword, and the blood hole appearing between Ba Feng Han's eyebrows, is there any necessary connection between these two things?"

"Maybe not……"

Although there were two tables of martial arts practitioners among the onlookers, they were all just ordinary experts.

It's already quite good if you can barely make out Ba Feng Han's sword and Lu Chen's two fingers. How can you possibly see through Lu Chen's overall control and the essence of the invisible sword energy of the second finger being deflected by borrowing force?
Aside from marveling at Lu Chen's uncanny and unpredictable martial arts skills, there's nothing else to say.

"They are all among the top five outstanding young masters in the world, so how can there be such a big difference between them?"

“Since coming to the Central Plains, Ba Feng Han has never been defeated. This time, he died after only one strike. Doesn’t that mean that Lu Chen’s martial arts are more than one level higher than his?”

"That's not necessarily true. Ba Feng Han's martial arts all come from life-or-death battles. Such martial arts are unorthodox, ruthless, and dangerous, with astonishing killing power, but they are also too extreme. In all-out battles to the death, the outcome is often decided in one or two moves..."

"That's true. A slight difference in martial arts skill can lead to an immeasurable level of superiority. Lu Chen's martial arts skills may only be slightly better than Ba ​​Feng Han's, but since he uses an extreme fighting style to decide life and death, it's reasonable that one or two moves can determine life or death."

"In any case, Lu Chen's ranking as the number one young master in the world is well-deserved!"

"The five young masters have now become four. It remains to be seen when Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling will be able to fill the gaps and make it six again..."

"Lu Chen doesn't seem to have a title yet? Yang Xuyan is called Shadow Assassin, Hou Xibai is called Amorous Young Master, what should Lu Chen be called?"

"He broke a steel knife with a single finger, and with a single, seemingly supernatural finger strike, he inexplicably killed Ba Feng Han... Perhaps it should be called the Spiritual Finger?"

“They’re using a sword! Those two fingers just now were filled with astonishing sword intent; they clearly transformed sword techniques into sword fingers.”

"Then it should be called Divine Sword Finger?"

"Then what should we say when he's wielding a real sword?"

"A divine sword?"

"Excellent, the title 'Divine Sword' is fitting!"

"Ha! Another sword genius has emerged from the Central Plains, so young and with a bright future. Perhaps one day he will be able to trample the Goguryeo sword master under his feet! The greatest swordsmanship belongs to the Central Plains!"

"well said!"

While the bloodthirsty audience was marveling and discussing.

A series of light and hurried footsteps sounded, and a girl dressed in a black martial arts outfit with a red silk overcoat and carrying a long sword appeared at the top of the stairs.

She was petite and delicate, with a beautiful face that at first glance seemed cold and aloof, like an ice doll that strangers should not approach. But upon closer inspection, one could see that she was lively and charming, as if she had a vibrant inner self that was completely different from her icy appearance.

"Gentlemen, was there a sword fight just now?"

As soon as she came up, she couldn't wait to ask.

The diners quieted down, watching the young woman with curiosity. Many were struck by her beauty and poise, their eyes widening in amazement, some even harboring a secret admiration and longing. Some couldn't resist approaching her to speak, but their companions pulled them back, speaking in a tone of reverence:

"Don't you recognize her? She's Dugu Feng!"

Dugu Feng?
Dugu Feng, the second-best master of the Dugu Clan, was already ranked alongside Yang Xuyan and Hou Xibai before Ba Feng Han and Lu Chen became famous.
It is said that when she was a teenager, her martial arts skills had already surpassed those of her father, Dugu Feng, the leader of the Dugu Clan, and were on par with You Chuhong, the number one master of the Dugu Clan and a veteran grandmaster.

What she is best known for is her martial arts fanaticism and her love of sparring with masters. However, when Dugu Feng challenges people to fight, she is basically only concerned with winning or losing, and she is also beautiful, so her reputation is much better than that of Ba Feng Han, the bloodthirsty lone wolf.

now.

As Dugu Feng's name gradually spread among the crowd, people looked at her with awe.

Some people, knowing her passion for martial arts, couldn't help but look at her with a strange expression.

Dugu Feng looked around and saw Ba Feng Han's corpse—the waiter, who had received the reward money, was carrying Ba Feng Han onto a straw mat with a companion.

When Dugu Feng saw Ba Feng Han's corpse, especially his appearance which differed from that of people from the Central Plains, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback:
"This person is... Ba Feng Han?"

The waiter quickly said:

“Young lady, your eyesight is amazing. This man is none other than Ba ​​Feng Han. He just fought with ‘Divine Sword’ Lu Chen here and was defeated in two moves, losing his life.”

"What?" Dugu Feng exclaimed in shock: "He was defeated by Lu Chen in just two moves and lost his life?"

His eyes flashed with astonishing light, and he asked:

"Where did Lu Chen go?"

"I don't know. After Master Lu finished fighting, he went downstairs and left."

What clothes was he wearing? What did he look like?

"Master Lu was dressed in a black robe. He was about the same height as Ba Feng Han, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long arms, and long legs. As for his appearance, he was very heroic, and his demeanor was clearly extraordinary..."

Listening to the waiter's description, a hint of annoyance flashed in Dugu Feng's eyes.

She had just seen a broken knife fly out from the second floor of Jiaxianglou and land on the roof of the neighboring building. She also vaguely sensed a sharp aura erupting from it. When she rushed over, she seemed to have brushed past such a person at the entrance of Jiaxianglou.

But at that time she was only focused on watching the sword fight and missed the main character of the incident.

She immediately took out a gold bead and gave it to the waiter as a tip, then hurriedly went downstairs without saying another word.

After Dugu Feng left.

One onlooker laughed:
"Miss Dugu is very fond of martial arts; it seems she's going to challenge Master Lu to a duel."

Some people worried:
"Would Master Lu be so cruel as to destroy a beautiful woman?"

"Probably not. Master Lu rebuked Ba Feng Han for his poor attitude in the duel, resulting in either death or serious injury to his opponent. He himself is certainly not that kind of person."

"That's good. It would be such a shame if such a beautiful woman as Miss Dugu died in a sword fight..."

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