I stormed down the mountain, took down all the big shots in the city, and the female CEO dragged me

"They're here!"

Old Huang stood with his hands behind his back on the boat heading towards the center of the Huangpu River, watching helplessly as the shadow of the Twin Blade Tower gradually descended onto the river surface.

The reflection of the Twin Swords Tower resembles two intersecting long swords, piercing towards the Huangpu River, which resembles a giant dragon.

Click...

The sky, which was clear and blue just a moment ago, was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a bolt of lightning exploded overhead.

While everyone was still complaining about how quickly the weather changed, a torrential downpour began.

Click...

Thunder rumbled incessantly, one after another, and lightning on the horizon seemed to tear the sky apart, as if something was about to rip a hole and rush down.

The rain pelted Huang Lao, but he seemed oblivious, standing steadily at the bow of the boat like a large tree that had always been there.

Let's begin!

His voice echoed softly.

Fu Lei, Cheng Feng, and the others looked serious, and they were ready the moment they saw the twin swords coming down.

"Then let them see the power of my Eight Trigrams Devouring Heaven."

Luo Chun gazed at the Twin Swords Tower in front of him, his cigarette soaked by the rain, yet he still took a deep drag.

Seeing that Luo Chun made the first move, Cheng Feng and Fu Lei, who were about to speak, opened their mouths but didn't say anything more.

Breaking this curse will surely bring great fame, and everyone wants that title.

In this industry, reputation is the most important thing.

Luo Chun rushed ahead of them, and although the two were dissatisfied, they couldn't compete with him because of Huang Lao's presence.

If they start fighting for personal gain when the time comes, it's highly likely to provoke Old Master Huang's displeasure, which would be counterproductive.

Instead of doing that, let's first see what Luo Chun's methods are.

Click...

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky. The shadows of the twin blades were invisible to ordinary people, but they could see them clearly as the blades fell rapidly.

The boat beneath my feet rocked more and more violently, the river water churned and boiled, and the swirling waves crashed violently against the riverbank, as if it were angry and venting its dissatisfaction.

Luo Chun held a walkie-talkie and began talking to the people on the shore.

"Activate the Bagua Mirror and shine it towards the Twin Swords Tower."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his peach wood sword and began his magical practice.

Luo Chun stood on the boat, brandishing the wooden sword in his hand. When light came, he knew that the Bagua Devouring Heaven Formation on the shore had been activated.

The moment the light swept across his head, the wooden sword in his hand flew out.

"break!"

The twin blades, slashing at lightning speed, collided with the wooden sword that gleamed like mirrors, producing a grinding, grating sound.

The two swords pressed down on the wooden sword, which was still slowly falling.

Rumble!

The river water surged higher and higher, as if something was about to burst forth from the depths and completely overturn the city.

The roar of the river was incessant, waves surged skyward, and the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard.

Luo Chun frowned and sweat beaded on his forehead as he saw the wooden sword being suppressed.

He turned around suddenly and pointed sharply towards the Bagua Devouring Heaven Formation on the shore. The Bagua pattern on the ground seemed to receive a signal and suddenly stood up, with beams of golden light shooting down the falling twin swords.

The golden light shone on the wooden sword, causing it to hum and its tip to sway slightly.

Old Huang could see clearly that it was a wooden sword fighting against the twin blades.

Waves crashed against the boat, and everyone remained deathly silent.

Huang Yiyi followed her grandfather's gaze, but she couldn't tell what had happened.

She wanted to ask, but seeing that her grandfather and Cheng Feng all looked serious, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"It's blocked!"

The woman who was following Luo Chun was the first to notice the changes in the situation on the river.

The wooden sword and the Bagua Devouring Heaven Formation indeed blocked the falling of the twin blades.

Old Huang, whose heart was in his throat, loosened his tightly clenched fists behind his back.

"It's blocked."

He muttered something to himself, his expression softening slightly.

Luo Chun wiped the sweat or rainwater off his face, his face beaming with pride.

"It's because we encountered a rainy day."

"If it were daytime, my Eight Trigrams Devouring Heaven Formation, enhanced by sunlight, would have shattered it the instant the twin blades appeared, without me even needing to lift a finger."

"The time was too short, and there are still areas for improvement in the Eight Trigrams Devouring Heaven Formation."

"When I get back, I'll make some improvements so that it can withstand both swords no matter the wind or rain."

Old Huang nodded slightly. He admitted that he had some prejudice against Luo Chun before, thinking that he was a master of martial arts but his Yin-Yang Feng Shui was just for show. It seems that he had misjudged him.

"It's blocked! It's really blocked!"

The others on the ship then realized what was happening and were overjoyed.

They didn't understand these things, nor could they see the fight between the wooden sword and the double blades.

But when I heard that the blockage was blocked, I felt more relieved than anyone else.

If things really turn out as Elder Huang said, with the dragon vein severed and the fortune of Pucheng cut off, they will all be implicated.

What luck or dragon veins have really nothing to do with them?

They value economic development; if development is cut off, their path to advancement will also be cut off.

That's why they came with Elder Huang and the others.

Click...

The thunder in the sky was so loud it hurt people's eardrums.

Looking at the situation on the river, Fu Lei, with his long hair, couldn't help but shake his head.

"It can only block it temporarily, it can't last long."

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, the wooden sword hanging in the air instantly turned into dust and disappeared in the wind.

Before Luo Chun's smile had faded, the Bagua Devouring Heaven Formation behind him roared as if struck by lightning, bursting into flames and turning to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"How could this happen?"

puff…

Luo Chun seemed to suffer a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he looked incredulously at the vanished formation and wooden sword.

"Impossible, impossible."

The wooden sword and the formation disappeared, and the twin blades plummeted downwards once more.

Old Huang clenched his fist again after loosening it: "Defeated?"

The joy lasted less than a minute before it gave out?

His face twitched, and he could only look at Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng didn't mince words: "It seems we still have to rely on ours."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lightly tapped his foot and leaped into the air.

The two men he brought stood guard beside the stone tower on the shore. One of them took out a talisman, lit it, and threw it into the simple stone tower.

The stone tower burst into flames instantly. The rain hitting inside did not extinguish the flames; instead, it seemed to add fuel to the fire, making the flames grow even stronger and reflecting a crimson glow onto the river.

"A mere spell, and you dare to act so arrogantly in my China?"

Cheng Feng roared, a ball of fire condensed in his palm, and he swung it fiercely at the falling twin swords.

With a thunderous roar, the flames illuminated the sky and lit up both banks of the river.

The churning river water looked like it was burning with flames.

On the rooftop, Fujiwara looked down at the scene below, a mocking smile on his lips.

"A clown jumping around like a tree trunk."

"Look, the Chinese are still so good at acrobatics."

At some point, an elderly man dressed in black with a white flower on his arm appeared beside him.

The old man remained silent, watching Cheng Feng and the others resist on the river with disdain in his eyes.

Fujiwara glanced at the old man: "Inoue-kun, please accept my condolences. Once I've finished my business here, I'll definitely help you find that guy named Xu Yuan."

"Moriichi and Moriji are both warriors of my great Chrysanthemum Country, and we must avenge them."