Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 497 The Battle of Leifeng Pagoda (Bonus Chapter, Please Vote!)

Hongxiu and Ding'an walked side by side, their steps light and easy.

The martial arts practitioners on both sides retreated like waves in a tide.

The crowd on the bridge erupted in cheers: "They're here! Someone else is coming!"

"Who is it? Who is it!" Everyone turned to look.

Then, two figures, one in black and one in red, one tall and one short, slowly walked over.

"Amitabha!"

Wu Bei chanted a Buddhist prayer and went to greet them, saying, "Gentlemen, has the master returned?"

"I'll go to you!"

The beggar threw a punch, striking the monk's lips hard. Three teeth fell out, and blood flowed from his mouth.

When everyone saw him spitting blood, they exclaimed in shock, "Holy crap, who is this?!"

"This woman is so extravagant!"

Ding An laughed heartily, his voice like muffled thunder, drowning out the shouts in the arena. He stretched out his prosthetic hand and gently patted it.

hum!
The air suddenly trembled violently, and an endless turbulent wave swept in.

Everyone felt a sudden surge of power, and they trembled like leaves, about to fall.

The man without sorrow flew out like a cannonball and crashed into Leifeng Pagoda.

This turn of events was swift and swift, leaving everyone breathless. Just moments ago, the invincible monk Wubei was being toyed with like a stinking dog by this man and woman.

Fly directly!

For a moment, the long street fell silent, and everyone present looked at the two of them with surprise and uncertainty.

"The Immortal of One-Swords!"

"Knife King!"

Suddenly, two loud shouts echoed all around, and although there were many onlookers, they were all greatly shaken.

Tea drinkers put down their teacups, and wine drinkers swallowed their wine before they could even swallow it down, as gazes swept over them from all directions.

On the bridge, a burly man in black robes stood majestic and imposing, while a woman in red was charming and lovely.

Both wielded single blades; one was a thick-backed, rugged eagle blade, the other a graceful and exquisite demon blade.

The three villains have arrived!
Under the watchful eyes of experts from all over the world, the two of them remained expressionless, instead intently gazing in the direction of Leifeng Pagoda.

“They’re here,” Hongxiu suddenly said.

coming?

Who is coming?
Just then, the gates of Leifeng Pagoda opened wide.

A loud melody suddenly erupted ahead, like waves crashing in the night, signaling the arrival of a sudden storm.

The flute and xiao played mournful notes, the dizi (Chinese flute) sounded clear and crisp, the guqin (Chinese zither) flowed like water, and the pipa (Chinese lute) shattered like jade.

There was also the sound of large drums, like thunder and lightning.

For a time, the momentum was overwhelming.

Just then, a man in a yellow robe strode out, carrying the unconscious Wu Bei in his hand. Behind him followed six young men and women, playing the zither, flute, and pipa.

The assembled heroes were all captivated by the sight, and for a moment, no one on the entire shore of West Lake uttered a sound.

They watched as the burly man in the yellow robe walked to the bridgehead, nodded slightly to Hongxiu and Ding'an, and said calmly, "Where is the Sword God?"

Hongxiu chuckled, pointed to her heart, and said sweetly, "If you think about him, he will naturally arrive."

Wu Wudi's expression changed drastically. The image of Ren Shaoyang flashed through his mind. This sudden turn of events left him somewhat incredulous.

Almost simultaneously, the crowd, who had been holding their breath, erupted in a thunderous uproar!

"Damn it! How did someone in a white robe end up in my head?"

A tremor ran through Long'er's heart. The white-robed figure became clearer, with distinct features and visible hair. Those indifferent, godlike eyes glanced at her indifferently.

This made Long'er tremble all over.

He knew that such strange characteristics must be the Sword God activating his divine sense and using immense spiritual power to invade everyone's minds.

This is why the image of the white-robed figure appeared in the minds of thousands of people at the same time. Such a miracle is dazzling and awe-inspiring.

In an instant, the strange sensation grew stronger and stronger.

Everyone present turned to look westward.

They seemed to "see" Ren Jianshen riding a crimson sword, flying towards Leifeng Pagoda in the sunset glow.
At this moment, the sun is setting, the stars are few and far between, and the sun and moon traverse the sky.

As Wu Wudi stood tall, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if the stars in the sky were pressing down on him. Instantly, his fighting spirit surged, and he couldn't help but look up at the sky and let out a loud roar!

In an instant, West Lake surged with waves and clouds, the surrounding willows rustled and fell, and the bright sunlight and moonlight shone, creating a scene of gold, red, silver and white, like a sculpture of jade.

"it is good!"

A soft laugh came from the top of the tower.

The assembled heroes were all greatly surprised. They clearly felt that Ren Jianshen was a hundred miles outside the city, but they never expected that he would land on Leifeng Pagoda in the blink of an eye.

Wu Wudi turned around and looked up, and everyone else looked up at him.

In an instant, men, women, and children from all over the city, and countless eyes from all directions, converged on the scene.

Ren Shaoyang stood atop the tower, a strong wind howling around him, causing his white robe to flutter like a sword.

Long'er's breath caught in her throat. She felt as if the Sword God stood there, with perfect wind direction, terrain, sunlight, and moonlight. It seemed as if all things in heaven and earth were surrounding him.

In that instant, he seemed to stand high above the heavens, looking down upon all living beings. "To unite with the Dao!" Long'er's sword-like brows furrowed deeply. "The very existence of the Sword God is the very rhythm of heaven and earth. The advantage now lies with him. If the man in yellow doesn't break through the barriers, I fear his life will be in danger!"

Wu Wudi Yang was well aware of the danger at this moment. His eyes darted around, and he suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed wildly!
His laughter, like a dragon soaring in the sky, was clear, strong, and powerful, instantly shattering the "momentum" of the white robe spread out.

Ren Shaoyang tilted his head, looked at the six boys and girls on the ground, and suddenly laughed: "Oh, quite a grand display."

Wu Wudi glanced at him with his hands behind his back and laughed, "After chatting with you all yesterday, I felt too lonely by myself, so I temporarily found six people to play music and make a show of things."

Ren Shaoyang said "Oh," and laughed, "Learning from us?"

Wu Wudi said, "When you see someone virtuous, think of emulating them. There is some truth to the words of the sages."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "You look rough and tough, but you're actually quite shrewd." He glanced at him and said, "You see I'm in a good position and afraid of being taken advantage of, so you're trying to lull me into a false sense of security?"

Wu Wudi laughed loudly, "My little tricks can't fool your eyes, I admire you!" Before his laughter had even finished, the air around him suddenly trembled, and his figure vanished abruptly.

He appeared in mid-air, his collar and sleeves tucked in, and he unleashed a punch!
A thunderous roar filled the air, and powerful energy surged forth.

This punch was delivered with lightning speed, displaying the utmost ability to switch between hardness and softness. In an instant, it radiated divine light, and even the setting sun in the sky seemed to lose its color.

Wu Wudi made his move with a smile, his actions unpredictable and surprising.

When this "Mountain and Sea Boxing Manual" was unleashed, everyone in the audience felt the force of the punch hit them, and their bodies went numb. Such astonishing power was something they had never seen before in their lives.

However, since the Sword God was in a high position and had the advantage of momentum, he had already silently focused his mind to observe the aura.

As soon as Wu Wudi made his move, he followed suit.

Damn!
The sword light shimmered like a crimson sunset, then slashed back.

The fist was halfway there, but the sword light had already struck all the major acupoints on his body.

Wu Wudi exclaimed, "What a fast sword!" Not daring to be careless, he focused his gaze on the tip of the sword. Seeing the sword getting closer and closer, he suddenly swung his fist and swung it out.

Fist and sword clashed, and a crisp sound rang out!
Wu Wudi groaned, his fingers and palms throbbing with pain, and he flew backward.

Ren Shaoyang sensed an extremely powerful internal force emanating from the sword. He remained expressionless, but his white robe swelled and contracted before returning to stillness.

boom!
The white clouds in the sky suddenly shattered and slowly dispersed.
"Wow!"

With a cry of an eagle, Wu Wudi bent his claws and pounced.

As he leaped and swung like an angry eagle, rushing forward in the blink of an eye, Ren Shaoyang casually thrust out his sword.

Strangely, the sword did not pierce his body, but instead struck the void.

"Wow!"

Everyone present gasped in surprise, wondering why the mighty Sword God would make such a foolish move.

"No, that's not right!"

Long'er's eyes shone brightly, and her face showed amazement. "He and the man in yellow were both full of imposing auras, like bows that had been drawn taut. The man in yellow was the arrow on the bowstring, which could not be broken."

"The way Ren Shaoyang's longsword pierced the man's chest seemed outrageous, but in reality, it neutralized the yellow-clad man's momentum in the nick of time, reducing his attacking power to less than one-tenth!"

"What superb skill!" Long'er was increasingly astonished as she pondered it. "The Sword God's swordsmanship has transcended the categories of momentum, speed, and skill. It's about rules!"

Wu Wudi, though in mid-air, was still aware of his surroundings. Suddenly, like a galloping horse abruptly halting its charge, his momentum slowed dramatically.

Suddenly, with a somersault, he dodged the longsword and simultaneously chopped off his head.

Ren Shaoyang flicked his wrist, and the tip of the sword rose up, striking his palm squarely.

Wu Wudi suddenly felt a tremor run through his body. He immediately circulated his internal energy to neutralize the incoming force. He then grabbed with his backhand, his internal energy surging, and pressed down.

As he changed his grip, Ren Shaoyang's internal energy also changed, and he found a slight "disharmony" to restrain him.

Wu Wudi's blood boiled, and he snorted coldly, "Still using this move?" His internal energy changed accordingly.

In this way, the two forces countered each other from a distance, like the ebb and flow of the tide, causing the Dragon-Capturing Sword to ripple like flowing water and emit a melodious tremor.

Ren Shaoyang looked at Wu Wudi and raised an eyebrow, saying, "You found a solution so quickly?"

He had just used the "Harmonious Law" to examine Wu Wudi's internal energy closely, and found it to be surging and unpredictable, even more harmonious than yesterday.

What's chilling is that during the flow of true energy, there was also a subtle "harmony" mixed in.

It was clearly something Wu Wudi figured out on his own after their fight yesterday!
Wu Wudi chuckled: "As the sage said, 'When you see someone virtuous, think of emulating them!' How could I not learn from someone as virtuous as the Sword God?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Those who learn from me will live, those who imitate me will die."

Wu Wudi coldly replied, "It's even more likely that the student will surpass the master!"

Ren Shaoyang sneered, flicked his finger and drew his sword, a dragon's roar suddenly rose, and crimson light surged.

Wu Wudi trembled violently, his fingers involuntarily loosening their grip on the sword blade, but after all, he was the strongest martial artist in the world.

The man in mid-air launched a whimsical kick, striking Ren Shaoyang squarely in the chest.

Bang! Whoosh!
At the same time, Ren Shaoyang swung his sword backhand and knocked him to the ground.

This sudden and unexpected turn of events left everyone breathless and stunned.

Ren Shaoyang flew backwards for dozens of feet, stepping on the Dragon-Capturing Sword and stopping in mid-air. He laughed loudly, "Good! I didn't expect you to have truly grasped a trace of the true meaning of 'Harmonious Heaven Law'!"

Wu Wudi flipped himself up, pressed his waist and laughed loudly: "Just a trace of it has made me look down on the vast world and feel that I have a great future!"

Ren Shaoyang asked, "What have you realized?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked and thought to themselves, "This person has actually learned the divine skill of the 'Sword God'?" They all pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Wu Wudi stood atop the tower with his hands behind his back. Though he was alone, his imposing presence overwhelmed the entire scene, revealing the extraordinary aura of a grandmaster.

Wu heard him say loudly, "If the enemy doesn't change, I won't change. If the enemy changes, I will change first."

"This is what is meant by: True meaning is hidden in the boundless realm, and the cultivation of the mind is as still as a vast expanse of water!"

(End of this chapter)