All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 135 Eat Eight-tenths of My Light Wheel!

Almost the instant the old monk finished deflecting the five sword energies, Zhang Cheng had already thrust his Shaochong flying sword into the wall of energy.

The old monk's qi barrier was essentially formed from profound internal energy, which might be indestructible to ordinary masters, but it was not so in front of Zhang Cheng.

The flying sword in his hand plunged deep into the old monk's chest, its tip reaching just inches before being barely stopped.

But Zhang Cheng's right hand was already raised high, the invisible yet tangible Shaoshang Flying Sword in his hand, ready to be unleashed. The Shaochong Sword is known for its speed, but the Shaoshang Sword is renowned for its power.

He slashed down with his Shaoshang Flying Sword, its power so great that even the old monk had to avoid its edge and retreat.

Shao Shang's flying sword swept through the air barrier like a whirlwind, splitting it in two. The remaining force crashed to the ground, carving out a long crack.

Having missed his first attack, Zhang Cheng immediately dispersed the Shaoshang Flying Sword in his hand. An invisible flying sword then materialized again at the tip of his left little finger.

This time, however, it was replaced with the Shaoze Sword, which is known for its subtle variations. The style was no longer the three-foot-three-inch long sword, but a small sword about the length of a palm.

As soon as the small sword was formed, it began to spin rapidly, transforming into a circular saw. As it spun at high speed, it vibrated continuously, emitting a fine buzzing sound, like the flapping of a swarm of bees.

"Go!" Zhang Cheng threw the circular saw with his left hand, and it shot out of the air, chasing after the old monk.

At the same time, Zhang Cheng once again condensed the Shaochong Flying Sword in his right hand. Relying on the flying sword's incredible speed, he approached the old monk at high speed, like a shooting star chasing the moon.

The old monk had lived for a very long time, and while he wouldn't claim to know everything about the martial arts of all the different schools and sects in the martial arts world, he had a good grasp of most of them. But the moves Zhang Cheng used were all strange techniques that he had concocted himself, relying on his own extraordinary abilities.

Flying swords soared through the air, sword energy transformed into wheels. The old monk had never seen such formidable skills before, and for a moment he couldn't think of a way to counter them, so he could only try to proceed cautiously and steadily.

He crossed his palms, using them as blades, and unleashed a powerful and vigorous slash at Zhang Cheng using the Burning Wood Blade Technique.

Zhang Cheng gripped the Shao Chong flying sword and soared through the air. This flying sword was essentially a sword technique, and it could benefit from the speed boost brought by the [Initial Display of Brilliance] skill.

With a thought, his flying sword carried him sideways, dodging the scorching blade energy swung by the old monk.

The blade's energy, still lingering, struck an old tree directly behind them, leaving a scorch mark deep within the wood. Immediately, flames erupted, the tongues of fire licking the bark and crackling.

Seeing this, the old monk changed his approach and used the Scattering Flower Palm, which has the widest range of palm strikes. He waved both palms in quick succession, and the palm strikes scattered like flower petals, covering Zhang Cheng from all sides.

Faced with the incoming palm strike, Zhang Cheng once again conjured a Zhongchong flying sword in his left hand. With a series of slashes, the sword energy crisscrossed, easily shattering the palm strike.

At the same time, the invisible flying wheel had already arrived. The old monk used one hand to defend, but found that the flying wheel was extremely strong in its ability to break through qi, and was difficult to block. He had no choice but to use his other hand to unleash a powerful Vajra Palm, trying to disperse it with his fierce palm force.

However, this flying wheel was formed from the power of the White Rainbow Palm. With a thought, Zhang Cheng caused the flying wheel to scatter and transform into several thin sword energies, which dodged the Great Vajra Palm. Then, they suddenly reassembled and transformed back into the flying wheel to attack.

The power of that Vajra Palm remained undiminished, advancing along the ground, sending bricks and stones flying wherever it passed, and directly destroying half a nearby house.

Zhang Cheng flew towards the old monk with his twin swords in hand, not forgetting to quip, "Master, your skill in destroying houses is truly first-rate."

The old monk ignored him, using his lightness skill to create distance while secretly unleashing several Formless Calamity Finger strikes from within his sleeves.

The finger force was invisible and formless. By the time Zhang Cheng noticed it, he was already a beat too late and couldn't control the flying wheel to scatter and dodge. The palm-sized sword was hit by the finger force and instantly dissipated.

However, as soon as the flying wheel dissipated, Zhang Cheng released the Zhongchong flying sword in his left hand, letting it float beside him. Then, he condensed a new flying wheel of sword energy in his left hand and threw it towards the old monk.

In this pure exchange of internal energy, Zhang Cheng has the greater advantage.

After throwing the flying wheel, he flew rapidly to the old monk's side on the Shaochong flying sword, grabbed the floating Zhongchong flying sword with his left hand, and slashed at him.

The old monk, wary of the flying sword's power, was unwilling to confront it head-on with his internal energy. He relied primarily on dodging, supplemented by his fists and feet, making it a Shaolin specialty.

In terms of skillful techniques, Zhang Cheng was no match for these veterans who had practiced diligently for decades.

However, he not only learned the secrets of the Seventy-Two Arts from Li Qiushui, but also received the complete teaching of the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand, which was the culmination of Tong Lao's lifelong experience in moves. In addition, his two swords were incredibly sharp, and he also had the speed boost from the "Initial Show of Brilliance" skill. Furthermore, he had the constant harassment and support from the flying wheel on the outside.

With all these advantages combined, it naturally gained the upper hand.

The two fought as they moved through the area, like two human-shaped natural disasters, causing houses to collapse, walls to crumble, bricks to crack, and dust to fill the air wherever they went.

On the other side, in front of the side hall where the remaining scriptures are stored.

Xiao Feng fought with increasing ferocity and captured Murong Bo. In front of the assembled heroes, Xuan Ci revealed Murong Bo's identity and exposed the Murong family's long-standing conspiracy.

They committed wanton killings and instigated wars. Now that the truth has come to light, the Murong clan is utterly disgraced and has nowhere to hide in the martial world.

Azhu and Abi, who were standing behind Duan Yanqing, were shocked. They never expected that their kind master was such a vicious person.

Seeing that the matter was clear, Xiao Feng killed Murong Bo with a single palm strike. As he died, Murong Bo's eyes were wide open, as if, until his very last moment, he still couldn't believe that his decades-long dream of restoring his kingdom would end so abruptly.

As Murong Bo fell to the ground, Xiao Yuanshan pounced on Murong Fu.

Many of the heroes present had relatives or friends who had been killed by Murong Bo. Now that they saw Murong Bo executed, they poured all their hatred into Murong Fu, shouting that they wanted to tear him apart alive and join Xiao Yuanshan in their hatred against the enemy.

But Xiao Feng felt that such behavior was too much, so he simply gave Murong Fu a quick and painless slap.

Thus, the massacre at Yanmen Pass thirty years ago can be completely resolved with only Abbot Xuanci remaining.

Zhong Ling had just stumbled upon a shocking piece of gossip, and while she was quite satisfied, she suddenly realized something and turned to Mu Wanqing, saying, "Hey, where did Brother Zhang go? And Sister Wu and Sister Li are also missing."

Hearing this, Abi whispered in response, "Yes, my great-aunts and the others are masters of martial arts, so they should have arrived before us."

Although the two spoke softly, to the highly skilled martial artists present, there was no difference between speaking softly and speaking loudly.

Although Xiao Feng did not recognize Zhong Ling, he recognized Abi and the others, and knew that this group was with Zhang Cheng. So he said, "Sect Leader Zhang has been with us here. Later, when I fought with that old thief Murong, he went in that direction."

Looking in the direction he was pointing, the Shaolin monks were immediately startled, and whispers arose among them.

"Isn't that the direction of the Sutra Repository? Could it be that—" "It shouldn't be, right? That person's martial arts are so high that he could even defeat the Great Wheel King."

However, the discussion quickly subsided, as the monks with better eyesight had noticed that something seemed amiss with the surrounding buildings.