Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 120 will fight a family

Jiang Mingzhe had spent many days with the Qingcheng Sect and was quite familiar with their martial arts, especially their lightness skills and hidden weapons.

Because of its short weapon, to win, one must attack at close range. As the saying goes, "an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous." It is precisely because of its danger that it is so ruthless and powerful. It also places great emphasis on agility and lightness of body, striving for a light and nimble lower body in order to achieve stability amidst danger.

As for concealed weapons, they are roughly divided into two categories: stones and needles. Stones are thrown by hand, while needles are launched by a spring.

Especially the needles, hidden in the lightning cone in the left hand, are launched by a spring, fast and powerful, and are always released during close combat, making them the most vicious.

In terms of ideology alone, the Qingcheng School's heritage is by no means weak.

In Jiang Mingzhe's view, the biggest weakness of the Qingcheng Sect is that it does not have a good internal skill.

Perhaps this is a common pain point for all second-, third-, and fourth-rate sects.

Without the support of strong internal energy, even the fastest movement has its limits. Although close-range hidden weapons are sharp, they are difficult to deal with true masters with outstanding internal energy and superhuman reflexes.

However, looking at the entire martial arts world, how many masters are truly outstanding in internal strength?

The vast majority of these battles are at a low to mid level, a situation in which the Qingcheng Sect has ample resources to dominate.

Sima Lin and the old man fought swiftly for seventy or eighty rounds. The old man wielded a thick-backed single-edged sword, which weighed about fifteen or sixteen pounds. While it was powerful and imposing when wielded, it was not as tiring as Sima Lin's two smaller weapons after a long battle. In addition, due to his age, he was panting heavily and sweating profusely on his white eyebrows by this point in the battle.

Those who came with him could all see that their leader was about to be defeated, and hearing the continuous clanging sounds, they all drew their swords.

On the Qingcheng Sect's side, the old man surnamed Meng shouted, "Damn you, you bastards! If you want a brawl, bring it on!"

More than twenty people simultaneously withdrew their hands, wielding awls and hammers, aiming the awls at their opponents. They were ready to launch their hidden weapons to subdue the enemy as soon as the burly men made a move.

The old man wielding the knife sensed something was wrong and quickly shouted, "I'll fight this kid one-on-one, no one is allowed to interfere!"

He was at a disadvantage and had to concentrate on talking, so his knife swing was a little slow. Sima Lin stepped to the side and rushed in front of him, striking with his hammer at the Jugu acupoint, which belongs to the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian and is located between the clavicle and the scapula.

The old man felt a numbness in his entire arm, and with a clang, his single-edged sword fell to the ground. Sima Lin leaped up and kicked the old man twice in mid-air, causing him to cough up blood and fall. He landed lightly, clasped his hands in a triumphant gesture, and said, "Thank you for your kind gesture!"

The old man stumbled a few steps, but was fortunately supported by two burly men behind him. After panting heavily for a while, he finally laughed bitterly and said, "Good, good! The younger generation surpasses the older generation. I, Yao Bodang, the chieftain of Qin Family Village in Yunzhou, am inferior to you today and can only admit defeat. If you have the courage, please leave Wan'er here. Within five years, someone from Qin Family Village will definitely come to challenge me and help me redeem myself from today's shame."

The two fought for a long time, and everyone was watching. Only Jiang Mingzhe ate while watching, feeling as if he had returned to the days of eating and scrolling through his phone in later generations.

Hearing the old man's words, she chuckled softly, "Wanqing, look how troublesome this martial world is. It would have been better if we had just fought and gone our separate ways since no one died. But now, we've arranged another fight. Sigh, when will this cycle of revenge end?"

Mu Wanqing nodded and said, "Yes, if it were me, I would just shoot him with a poisoned arrow to kill him, so as to save us from fighting."

The two crickets chirped softly, barely audible to others, while Sima Lin proudly declared, "I am Sima Lin of the Qingcheng Sect in Western Sichuan. If the Qin Family Village wishes to seek revenge, they should come to Qingcheng Mountain in Western Sichuan."

"Sima Lin of the Qingcheng Sect! Very well, I've got it. Until we meet again, may our paths cross again!"

Yao Bodang clasped his hands in a fist salute and was about to leave with his men when he suddenly heard someone say, "Wait!"

The people of Qin Family Village turned around and saw Jiang Mingzhe, dressed in white, rise with an imposing air and say with a faint smile, "Chief Yao is eager for revenge, but I'm afraid he thought he was too old and weak to continue, which is why he was defeated."
Yao Bodang shouted, "Who are you?"

Jiang Mingzhe ignored him and smiled at Sima Lin, saying, "Young Master, why not let them see Qing Da's skills?"

Sima Lin laughed and said, "Since Young Master Jiang has spoken, let them see for themselves!"

He looked around and pointed to a pillar about two zhang away, saying, "Friends of Qin Family Village, take a good look."

As he spoke, he held the lightning cone level, tapped it with his small hammer, and three hidden weapons flew out, embedding themselves in the pillar from top to bottom, the bottom one even slightly crooked. The people of Qin Family Village remained silent, thinking to themselves that while his technique for launching hidden weapons was indeed concealed, his accuracy was really not that remarkable.

Before they could finish their thought, Sima Lin leaped up, somersaulted backwards, and while in the air, he continuously launched hidden weapons. He landed, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "I've made a fool of myself."

Look again at that pillar, where tiny iron nails clearly outline the character "刀" (knife)!

The people of Qin Family Village were dumbfounded. It turned out that the one that had been shot off-target was intentional, precisely because it was the upturned corner of the knife.

Yao Bodang's expression changed drastically. If his opponent had used this Dark Green Seed technique during their fierce battle, how could he have fought him for eighty rounds?
She had even thought of sending her son to seek revenge, but if the other party hadn't shown his skills, wouldn't her son have died in vain?

Feeling utterly hopeless, he glanced at Sima Lin, then at Jiang Mingzhe, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Zhang Tielu, come out!"

A burly man stepped forward tremblingly, his face deathly pale. He was the one who had just spoken to Mu Wanqing, saying that dating pretty boys was pointless.

Yao Bodang said in a deep voice, "I have repeatedly told you all to rein in your bandit nature on this trip to Jiangnan. You have all been used to being arrogant and have ignored my words. Do you know how serious it is today?"

After saying that, he bent down, pulled out a short knife from his boot, stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Tielu's cheek, and stirred the knife in his mouth, picking out a piece of red flesh with a "plop," which fell to the ground and twitched on its own.

Zhang Tielu coughed up blood, screamed a few times, and fainted on the spot.

Yao Bodang clasped his hands and said, "Greetings, young master! My brother, Cunlu Wuzhi, offended you both with his words. I will now cut out one of his tongues to atone for his sins. I wonder if you are satisfied?"

"Him?" Trying to outsmart Jiang Mingzhe is like showing off your skills in front of Guan Yu (a legendary swordsman).

He laughed and said, "But I never blamed him. As the old saying goes, a snake can't function without a head, and a rooster can't crow without a head. If the team's discipline is bad, that's the leadership's problem. Either the rules aren't clear enough, or the rewards and punishments aren't strict enough. This brother donkey may have a problem, but the bigger problem is you, old man. Come on, tell me, why do the brothers just ignore what you say?"

Yao Bodang was questioned in public by a young man. His face turned red. He looked around and saw that everyone had a look of indignation on their faces, but no one said a word.

It turns out that the Qin Family Village is a band of outlaws who make a living by robbing and plundering. These people know best how to side with the powerful and love to fight when things are going their way. They are unwilling to suffer losses. Seeing that the powerful Qingcheng Party is so respectful to Jiang Mingzhe, how could they not know that they must be a united front?
Yao Bodang swallowed his anger and said with a bitter smile, "So that you may know, young master, that my Qin Family Village in Yunzhou is different from other mountain strongholds. From us leaders to the lowest-ranking members, we are all disciples of the Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Saber! Back then, the old chieftain Qin Gongwang created this saber technique and taught it to the brothers in the village. Therefore, the chieftains of the village have all been members of the Qin family."

"When it came to my generation, because my senior brother Qin Boqi didn't like to handle village affairs, my master passed the position of village chief to me. As an outsider, I became the village chief of Qin Family Village. Some of my brothers were not entirely happy about it."

At this point, the old man couldn't help but sigh: "But not long ago, another major incident occurred. My senior brother, Qin Boqi, was killed in Shaanxi by someone with a move called 'Wang Zi Si Dao' (王字四刀), which is the very move of the Five Tigers' Broken Gate Saber of our stronghold. Some of the brothers couldn't help but think of Yao..."

He said his senior brother was killed by someone using the sect's ultimate move, and the Qingcheng Sect members' expressions changed. Sima Lin blurted out, "Oh, I don't think so! Haven't you heard of using their own methods against them?"

Yao Bodang's face immediately lit up with excitement: "Oh, brother! What you said hit the nail on the head! When my senior brother was in trouble, I was leading my brothers in a fierce battle with Black Wind Stronghold. How could they have harmed him from a thousand miles away? That's why I suspected it was the Murong family! So I brought the elite warriors from the stronghold to come and get to the bottom of this with the Murong family. If they really did harm my senior brother, I will risk my life to seek justice!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Sima Lin with surprise and doubt: "Sichuan is far from Jiangnan. Why have so many of you come? Are you here to question the Murong family?"

Yao Bodang was overjoyed. He had personally experienced the strength of the Qingcheng Sect. Originally, when Nan Murong was famous throughout the martial arts world, he brought people to seek justice, but he had no chance of winning. However, he was forced to come by the situation. If the Qingcheng Sect also had this intention, wouldn't it be better for them to join forces and fight against each other than fighting alone?
Therefore, when he asked this question, his voice trembled involuntarily.

Before Sima Lin could reply, a hoarse voice shouted from outside the door: "You want to confront the Murong family? Do you think you're worthy? Well, since you're here, you might as well make the best of it. You've come all the way to Jiangnan, so let's have a good fight first!"

Before the words were even finished, a dark figure rushed in from outside the door. Most of the men from Qin Family Village were standing at the entrance, and they were instantly thrown into the air in all directions, like bundles of straw.

Yao Bodang was greatly surprised. He picked up the single-edged sword, turned around and slashed. The man laughed and said, "The Five Tigers Severing the Gate Sword! This is somewhat interesting!"

He walked bare-handed through the flashing blades, dodging several blows, then suddenly unleashed a punch that sent Yao Bodang sprawling backward. The people of Qin Family Village, fearing he would pursue them, drew their swords to intercept him. But the man didn't move, looking at his fist in confusion, and said, "That punch was a feint, how could you not dodge it? Oh dear, are you injured? Then wouldn't my victory be unfair?"

After saying that, he punched himself hard in the chin, making him tumble and fall. He got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and grinned, saying, "Alright, consider this punch as retribution. Those who are injured, get lost. Only the healthy can come and fight me!"

Jiang Mingzhe was completely taken aback by his actions. A thought flashed through his mind, and he realized: I know who this person is!
(End of this chapter)