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Chapter 54, Page 69: Unstoppable Force, the Heavy Sword is Invincible! [Seeking first subscriptions and monthly votes!]

Upon seeing the blind woman in black, Lu Chen's eyes lit up.

The blind girl who appeared next to Wanyan Kang is most likely Mei Chaofeng!

This is truly a big surprise.

Lu Chen originally planned to capture Wanyan Kang and force him to lead them to Mei Chaofeng, but unexpectedly Mei Chaofeng delivered herself to him!

In addition, the lineup that Wanyan Kang has put up today is indeed a bit difficult to handle.

Ouyang Ke lost two fingers on his right hand, and Liang Ziweng suffered hemiplegia and used crutches.

Although Lingzhi Shangren's body was not crippled, his mind was speechless. His exposed skin, including his face, bald head, and neck, was covered with all sorts of messy scriptures and talismans. Perhaps he wanted to use these scriptures and talismans to restrain Lu Chen's "sorcery"?
Adding the blind Mei Chaofeng to the mix, Huang Rong's assessment of this lineup as "completely flawed" is truly apt.

Of course, despite their injuries, these skilled fighters are still formidable in combat.

Mei Chaofeng, in particular, is much stronger than Ouyang Ke since her legs are not paralyzed and she can walk freely.

With her bare hands, she possesses the Nine Yin White Bone Claw and Heart-Shattering Palm; with her weapons, she has the White Python Whip Technique, all of which are top-tier killing techniques from the lower volume of the Nine Yin Manual.

She also possesses exceptional physical strength, making her capable of fighting and enduring hardships, and has extensive experience in life-or-death battles.

In today's martial arts world, besides Lu Chen, there are very few who can reliably defeat Mei Chaofeng in a one-on-one fight.

Aside from the Four Great Masters, Zhou Botong, and Qiu Qianren, there might only be one other Ancient Tomb Sect Leader who has mastered the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra" to the second stage and obtained the "Tendon Changing and Bone Forging Chapter," greatly improving his martial arts skills.

Mei Chaofeng, who could easily rank among the top ten in the world, along with the disabled but determined Ouyang Ke and Liang Ziweng, the indomitable Lingzhi Shangren, and Ouyang Ke's many concubines...

With so many people attacking him, Lu Chen felt he would have to be on his guard and show his true abilities today.

While assessing the combat effectiveness of this "crippled and incomplete" lineup.

Ouyang Ke stepped forward and sneered:
"Young Lu, you're not getting away today!"

Lu Chen frowned and said:
"Isn't that backwards?"

Everyone was taken aback, wondering why he had said that.

"I don't know what you were thinking, setting a trap on a pleasure boat and even deliberately sailing the boat into the lake."

Lu Chen shook his head. "If we were on the ground, the situation would be dire. You could scatter and escape. There are only two of us; we might not be able to catch so many of you. But on this pleasure boat..."

Huang Rong smiled sweetly and continued:

"Wouldn't that leave you with nowhere to escape?"

"Insanity!"

Liang Ziweng stepped forward, leaning on his cane, his eyes wide with anger, and shouted sternly:
"Do these two young brats really think they're invincible in martial arts?"

"Hmph, that brat Lu must be relying on his sorcery to be so arrogant just now, unaware that I was prepared!"

Master Lingzhi ripped off his monk's robe with a sneer, revealing his muscular upper body. On his chest and abdomen was a wrathful image of Fudo Myoo, with a black face, fangs, holding a sharp sword, and surrounded by flames.

"With the Immovable King here, demons and monsters, why do you not retreat!"

Master Lingzhi formed the Acala mudra with his hands, his eyes wide open, glaring at Lu Chen, and chanted the Acala mantra for subduing evil spirits in a booming voice, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

"..."

The scene was a little awkward.

Anyway, Ouyang Ke and Liang Ziweng, who were originally plotting murder, both had interesting expressions and were finding it hard to keep their guard up.

Huang Rong burst out laughing, bending over with laughter:

"Wanyan Kang, did you bring this big monk here to make us laugh to death?"

Wanyan Kang's lips twitched, and he secretly regretted it, feeling that he really shouldn't have dragged Lingzhi Shangren into this situation, making himself a laughing stock for no reason.

Unable to contain himself, Liang Ziweng shouted sharply:
"Let's take down this little vixen first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his right hand, scattering three Meridian Penetrating Nails that flew towards Huang Rong.

Huang Rong used her hearing to pinpoint the location, and with a flick of her slender finger, a copper coin shot out, making a few clinking sounds, knocking away all three Meridian Penetrating Nails.

Having witnessed Huang Rong's skill with hidden weapons, Liang Ziweng knew that his own skills were no match for hers. So he slammed his crutch heavily on the floor, performed a pole vault, and launched himself into the air. With a whoosh, his intact right leg flew towards Huang Rong with a powerful kick.

He was not boasting to Wanyan Honglie.

He really can fly and kick people.

Furthermore, his leg strength remains formidable; he could easily kill a heavily armored Pagoda warrior with a single kick.

Seeing that Liang Ziweng was still so brave despite being paralyzed and using crutches, the others were not willing to be outdone.

Ouyang Ke shouted, "Attack!" and leaped towards Huang Rong.

The twelve white-clad concubines wielding sharp swords, along with another twelve concubines disguised as musicians and maids, armed with various weapons such as scimitars and whips, attacked Lu Chen.

However, they intended to employ the strategy of Tian Ji's horse racing, using their concubines to temporarily entangle Lu Chen, while concentrating their main force to capture Huang Rong first, and then using Huang Rong as a hostage to coerce Lu Chen into surrendering.

Unfortunately, despite their good plan, they underestimated Huang Rong's abilities.

Seeing Liang Ziweng's flying kick, the force of which was fierce, Huang Rong smiled and kicked the table in front of her away, blocking Liang Ziweng's flying kick.

With a swift kick, Liang Ziweng shattered the table into pieces with a loud bang.

But just as he kicked the table to pieces, Huang Rong dodged his heavy kick and simultaneously raised her leg to deliver a "Whirlwind Sweep" kick, which landed heavily on the outside of Liang Ziweng's thigh.

Liang Ziweng cried out in pain and was thrown sideways, crashing headfirst into the cabin wall, blood gushing from his nose.

After kicking Liang Ziweng away, Huang Rong drew her Qinggang sword with a clang and unleashed a dazzling display of sword light, like falling petals, towards Ouyang Ke, who was rushing towards her after Liang Ziweng.

Ouyang Ke, wielding his iron-boned fan, repeatedly struck and parried, blocking Huang Rong's sword light.

Amidst the dense, rain-like sounds of metal clashing, Ouyang Ke managed to block all of Huang Rong's rapid attacks, but he was deeply shocked. Huang Rong's swordsmanship was not only superb, but the power in her sword was also not much weaker than his.

How can this be?

Lu Chen was understandable; as a man, tall and strong, his powerful strength was to be expected. But Huang Rong was only a petite and graceful fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. How could she possibly possess such profound skill?
How exactly did she practice her skills?
While Ouyang Ke was shocked, Huang Rong showed no mercy. Her Qinggang Sword moved like a green dragon, sometimes using the unpredictable Falling Flower Sword Technique, sometimes using the fierce White Rainbow Sword Technique, and occasionally even incorporating the Quanzhen Sword Technique or the Yue Maiden Sword Technique.

Although she was far less diligent in her martial arts training than Lu Chen, and her swordsmanship comprehension was not as exceptional as Lu Chen's, her talent was still top-notch.

With his greatly improved skills, he used several different sword techniques in turn, along with the advantage of the Azure Gang Sword, which caught Ouyang Ke off guard and forced him to retreat repeatedly.

Huang Rong had a slight advantage on one side, while on the other side, facing the siege of many of Ouyang Ke's concubines, Lu Chen drew his Xuan Tie Heavy Sword and casually swung it. With a series of clanging sounds, the seven long swords that were thrusting at him were shattered at the same time. The seven women in white cried out in pain and flew backward. Not only were their swords shattered by the heavy sword, but their wrists were also broken by the force transmitted from the sword.

With a single sword strike, Lu Chen repelled seven women in white. Then, with a backhand strike, he shattered the scimitars of four women wielding curved blades who were attacking from behind. They coughed up blood and were thrown to the ground, their chests caved in, clearly beyond saving.

Hearing the screams of his concubines, Ouyang Ke glanced away amidst his busy work and saw that Lu Chen had killed four of his concubines with a single sword strike. He was both shocked and furious, and sternly rebuked Lingzhi Shangren, who was still chanting the "Immovable King's Demon-Subduing Mantra":

"Spiritual Wisdom, aren't you going to make a move? Do you think chanting scriptures can curse someone to death?"

Lingzhi frowned, and seeing that Lu Chen hadn't used any "sorcerer's magic" but was instead wielding his greatsword to slash, he immediately said with righteous indignation:
"You dare say my spell is useless? If I hadn't suppressed it with my spell, he would have already used sorcery! Why would he have abandoned sorcery and used a sword instead?"

Although she believed she held the truth, seeing that Lu Chen was exceptionally ferocious even without using demonic arts, and that in just those two sentences he had killed another woman in white and severely injured three others, Lingzhi couldn't help but snort coldly:
"In the end, it will still be up to this old monk to display his divine power and subdue the demons!"

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist and hurled a large bronze cymbal, which flew towards Lu Chen with a sharp whistle. At the same time, he held another large bronze cymbal and flew towards Lu Chen, shouting:
"You women, step back immediately and let this old monk handle this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Chen thrust his sword straight at him, and with a crisp clang, the large bronze cymbal that had been flying toward him shattered instantly.

Master Lingzhi paused mid-sentence, slammed on the ground, and braked suddenly, trying to stop himself.

However, he had rushed too hard, and his size was too large and strong, a head and a half taller than the average person. He was as strong as a bear and not skilled in light-footed kung fu. For a moment, he could not stop the momentum of his forward lunge. Although his feet did not move, his soles were still sliding forward along the floor.

At that moment, Lu Chen had already raised his heavy sword and thrust it straight at him in the chest with a simple and unadorned thrust.

Lingzhi Shangren had no choice but to use his hands to support the cymbals as a shield in front of the heavy sword.

clang!
With another crisp clang of metal clashing, the blunt, rounded tip of the heavy sword pierced the cymbal, shattering it instantly. Lingzhi's hands also shuddered, his fingers and palms wracked with excruciating pain, clearly indicating that the bones in both hands had been fractured.

But it's not over.

Lu Zhongshen's heavy sword, still brimming with power after shattering the bronze cymbals, thrust its blunt tip toward Lingzhi's chest.

"May the King of Light protect me, bless me..."

Lingzhi tried his best to dodge to the side, while chanting incantations, attempting to use the power of the Immovable King to break Lu Chen's sorcery. Before he could finish the incantation, the heavy sword pierced his left upper arm with a thud.

It was fortunate that he turned to the side in time; otherwise, the sword would have pierced his chest.

Even though it didn't hit a vital spot, Lingzhi was still severely injured on the spot.

The blunt, rounded tip of the sword tore through the flesh of Lingzhi's left arm in one swift motion, shattering and breaking the arm bone. The entire arm flew off, leaving only a short stub less than two inches long on the upper arm.

Lingzhi flew backward, lay down on the ground, quickly pressed two acupoints on his left shoulder with his right hand to stop the bleeding, and then shouted:
"The demonic energy is overwhelming me; I can't hold on any longer!"

He tilted his head and pretended to faint—it wasn't that this old monk was cowardly, but that Lu boy's sorcery was too powerful, even the Immovable King couldn't subdue him!
Seeing that Lingzhi had lost an arm and was seriously injured and "unconscious" in just one exchange, Ouyang Ke's heart sank.

He discussed and studied Lu Chen's martial arts with Liang Ziweng, and thought he had broken down a lot of Lu Chen's lightness skills and sword techniques. In the past two days, he even taught his concubines and Lingzhi Shangren how to break Lu Chen's martial arts.

But to my surprise, Lu Chen changed his tactics today!

Today, Lu Chen no longer uses that graceful, swift fighting style, but instead adopts a steady and methodical approach.

Swordsmanship has been reduced to simple, unadorned combinations of basic sword techniques such as thrusting and slashing, without even a flourish.

But the thick, blunt sword in his hand, which looked like an iron rod, was indestructible!

At this moment.

Ouyang Ke suddenly realized that Lu Chen had probably not even used 30% of his abilities during their duel—this was an overestimation of Lu Chen. On the night of the duel, Lu Chen had not yet drunk the precious snake blood, and his skill was far inferior to what he had today.

Of course, Lu Chen didn't use his full skills that night, since he didn't have a sword at the time.

Tonight, he wielded the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword and had already drunk the blood and eaten the flesh of the Treasure Serpent, greatly increasing his power. His sword aura, which was only an inch long, had been upgraded to a three-inch sword aura, which is why he was able to kill them so decisively with one sword at a time.

Ouyang Ke's twenty-four concubines had already suffered heavy casualties during the siege of Lu Chen.

Seeing that even Lingzhi Shangren, whose martial arts were only slightly inferior to his own young master, was defeated in a single exchange, the remaining concubines, no matter how loyal they were to Ouyang Ke, dared not attack Lu Chen again and scattered in all directions, their faces pale with fear.

Lu Chen didn't pursue them. He turned his head to look at Wanyan Kang and smiled, revealing his teeth.
"Young Prince, it's your turn!"

Wanyan Kang's face was now ashen.

Didn't we say that Lu Chen used over a hundred moves in a one-on-one fight against Lingzhi and over a hundred moves in a fight against Ouyang Ke, and that he only managed to succeed by sneaking up on Ouyang Ke because his "Formless Sword Finger" was unknown to others? Wasn't his martial arts only slightly stronger than Lingzhi's and Ouyang Ke's?
How did it become so vigorous in just two or three days?
It was Liang Ziweng's precious snake that had such amazing effects. Lu Chen ate Liang Ziweng's precious snake and his power increased too much.
Or is it that the "Little Sword Demon" with a sword and the one without a sword are on completely different levels of martial arts?

Their assessment of Huang Rong was wildly wrong; even with Liang Ziweng and Ouyang Ke, two top masters, joining forces, they still couldn't quickly subdue her.

"I should have called Sha Tongtian, Peng Lianhu, and Hou Tonghai over as well. Although they're a bit clueless, at least they're not as incompetent as Tian Candi..."

Unfortunately, it was too late for regrets. Lu Chen was already striding towards him with his heavy sword.

Although Wanyan Kang boasted of his martial arts prowess, even Lingzhi Shangren couldn't withstand a single blow from Lu Chen, so how could he dare to go against Lu Chen?
He immediately flew towards Mei Chaofeng, shouting:

"Master, save me!"

Mei Chaofeng was aloof and arrogant, and did not participate in the siege.

Upon hearing Wanyan Kang's plea for help, he pulled out a gleaming silver whip from his sleeve and lashed it out at Lu Chen with a whoosh.

Lu Chen swung his heavy sword and flicked it towards the whip sheath.

Unexpectedly, the silver whip was as agile and nimble as a snake. It twisted and turned in the air, dodging the heavy sword. Then, like a snake coiling around the heavy sword, it wrapped around it several times, binding the heavy sword tightly.

"come on!"

Mei Chaofeng let out a low shout and suddenly exerted force, trying to drag Lu Chen to her with her long whip.

However, after being dragged for a while, Lu Chen seemed to take root in the ground and remained motionless. Mei Chaofeng was slightly taken aback, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

Lu Chen chuckled softly:
"Why don't you come over here?"

As she spoke, she gripped the heavy sword and yanked it hard. Mei Chaofeng felt a tremendous force surge through her, causing her to lose control of her body and fly towards Lu Chen!

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