Chapter Fourteen: Wang Dao Chang

  Su Jing pulled Gao Xiaowei's hand and remained silent, the evil Taoist swept a glance, immediately roughly understanding our plan. He shouted: "You little rascal deceived me!" The dragon sword stabbed out, Su Jing didn't dare to resist, pulling Gao Xiaowei to jump aside, at this time Gao Xiaowei was already stunned like a wooden chicken, and was knocked unconscious by the powerful sword energy.

  The evil Daoist snorted, just about to launch a counterattack, when the old demon of Black Mountain wiped the blood from his mouth and chuckled: "I didn't think you, an old mixed-breed dog, still had some skills. I underestimated you earlier."

  The bad guy was also quite unexpected, and immediately sneered: "You're still tough with death at your doorstep, then I'll get rid of you first!"

  Old Wu slowly walked up to the front of Hei Shan Lao Yao, looked up and said with a serious tone: "This fellow Daoist, it's a pity that you've fallen into an evil path despite your cultivation. If you have a mind to repent, I'm willing to pass on the true scripture of the Virtuous Emperor 'Dao De Jing' to you, which can dissolve the evil energy on your body. What do you think?"

  I burst out: "At this time, what's the point of saying these things?"

  The bad Daoist looked up at the sky and laughed: "I see you really have some sincerity, so I'll..."

  "What?" I asked with hope. Could it be that Old Wu was the nemesis of the "bad dao people"? Were the "bad dao people" those who appeared to be rebellious on the surface but actually yearned for friendship in their hearts, a kind of "bad kid"?

  The bad guy stared at Old Wu and finished what he was saying: "I'll let you die with your whole body intact!"

  I shook my hand and said, "I told you so."

  "Heishan Lao Yao said: 'Master, no need to waste words with him, you attack from the front and I'll attack from behind!'"

  Old Wu sighed and said: "It can only be like this - remember, don't be greedy for merit or rashly advance."

  As they spoke, the black mountain old demon's vines had already wrapped around the bad Taoist's body from behind and sprang up high. The bad Taoist said impatiently: "Since you know it's useless, why come again? How boring!" He didn't even bother to turn his head, and with a chant, the dragon sword flew towards his back and cut off all the vines.

  The old witch of Montenegro was rarely serious, and she kept muttering to herself. Those black vines were cut off one after another, but they continued to sprout again. It seemed that even with her deliberate defense, the evil Taoist couldn't easily harm her.

  Lao Wu had one palm facing up and the other down, and from his feet quietly emerged several vines. Those vines looked much thinner than Hei Shan Lao Yao's black vines, and their growth speed was also much slower. Hei Shan Lao Yao attracted the attention of the evil Daoist in the back, while Lao Wu's green vines gradually rose up, attacking the evil Daoist from under his feet.

  "Desperate struggle, dying beast still fights!" The evil Taoist shouted, and the black vines behind him shot towards Old Wu like bullets. Old Wu's eyes flashed, and he said "Bind!" The green vines then wrapped around Long Jian, but what happened next was strange - although the vines looked weak, they seemed to wrap around the sword like silk, and it couldn't cut through them. Instead, the sword twisted in the vines a few times, but couldn't break free!

  "Hei Shan Lao Yao praised: 'Master, your skills are still profound.'"

  Old Wu smiled slightly: "Going with the flow, not getting angry or arguing, is indeed the essence of the Tao Te Ching. Have you forgotten?" It seems that Hei Shan Lao Yao's black vines relied on speed, while Old Wu's green vines couldn't keep up with her, but could overcome rigidity with softness.

  The evil Daoist was also shocked, and he quickly changed his hand shape. The dragon sword shone brightly, but in the end, it only cut off a few green vines to escape. The evil Daoist sneered, "How interesting!" He put away the Feng Sword, which had fallen to the ground. It turned out that he too had discovered that being suspended in mid-air was not advantageous when facing Old Wu and Black Mountain's old demon. The evil Daoist switched to holding the sword with both hands, his body flashing like lightning as he darted towards Old Wu. The Feng Sword shot out with a hiss.

  On flat ground, Lao Wu's green vines were unable to respond in time and could only barely hold back the sword with both hands. However, he was eventually unable to dodge Long Jian's attack and was slashed on the waist, leaving a long gash. Hei Shan Lao Yao was shocked, and countless black vines around him curled up into a giant palm to grab at Huo Dao Ren. Huo Dao Ren did not dodge or evade, using Feng Jian to clear a path in front of him. The black vines encountered the sword edge and were shredded into threads. In an instant, Huo Dao Ren arrived before Hei Shan Lao Yao's face. Long Jian let out a "chi" sound as it stabbed into Hei Shan Lao Yao's abdomen. Lao Wu exclaimed: "Xiao Hei!"

  Hei Shan Lao Yao sat down on the ground, coughed twice, and forced a smile: "Master, don't worry, fortunately we are trees, and for now, we won't die."

  The evil Taoist wielded his twin swords and said: "Then I'll strip off your bark, let's see if you can survive or not!"

  Old Wu covered his wound with his hand and panted: "Brother Dao, it's not too late to return from the wrong path. Must you go against heaven?"

  The bad Daoist was enraged: "You really have a thicker face than tree bark, and you're still playing with your tongue when your life is in danger?" He saw that Old Wu and Black Mountain Old Monster had no resistance left, and he didn't rush to finish them off immediately. His gaze turned to Su Jing, and he said slowly, "Little cheap person, now you don't have anything to say, do you?"

  Su Jing and Gao Xiaowei sat together in silence, their eyes revealing a hint of anxiety.

  "Hey!" I shouted loudly at the passerby.

  The bad guy turned his head, I was dancing with excitement, waving my hands and feet, and shouted loudly: "Have you forgotten someone?"

  The bad guy said: "Not bad, if you didn't mention it I would have forgotten about this little clown."

  I swung my arm and said: "Do you dare wait for a few minutes?"

  The bad guy just now saw clearly the "weapon" in my hand and couldn't help but laugh: "Shoe horn?"

  "What's wrong with the shoe remover? It still sucks you!"

  The evil Daoist impatiently said: "Wanting to die is simple—" He held a pair of swords and rushed towards me, sighing as he did so, "It's just a pity about the sword energy on your body!"

  Su Jing, Old Wu, and Hei Shan Lao Yao were all shocked at the same time. They knew that my sword energy was not working now, and if I made a move at this moment, it would be easy for the evil Taoist to kill me in an instant.

  I raised one hand to the bad guys and said: "Wait!"

  "What do you want to do?"

  "I still have a few words to say to you!"

  The bad guy frowned and said: "If you have farted, let it out quickly!"

  I stood there panting and said: "Uh... what did you eat for dinner?"

  The bad guy was taken aback and subconsciously said, "What did you say?" He soon realized I was playing with him and narrowed his eyes saying, "I'll kill you right now!"

  "You don't want to know where the last bit of sword energy on me is?"

  "Where?"

  At this time I finally felt a warmth in my dantian, a strong warm air flowed out along the meridians of my whole body, and I chuckled: "Foolish B, I'm going to find out where I went by myself."

  The evil Taoist's martial arts were exceptional, but these little rascals didn't understand the trick at all. In anger, he said: "What are you talking nonsense for?"

  "It's also good to drag out the time." After saying this, I stopped and stood up straight with my shoe horn held across my chest, looking solemn and deep as a precipice, "Believe it or not, I can beat you so badly that even your mom won't recognize you!"

  The wicked Daoist flew into a rage and laughed sarcastically: "Good, good, good! An eighty-year-old granny has given birth to a young child. Today I will not kill you, but the character 'Li' will be written in reverse!"

  I took advantage of his momentary distraction, raised my hands holding the shoe scraper and slashed it down in one swift motion. A majestic sword aura with a curved trajectory flew towards Li Huai. He held up his Feng Sword to block it, emitting a loud "Dang" sound that was piercing to the ears. Bad Dao Ren didn't expect my sword aura to be so powerful, and he involuntarily took half a step back. He exclaimed in shock: "You..."

  "You're something else, let me show you this!" I knew now was the time to make a move, in terms of swordsmanship I definitely wasn't his match, but only when he was still reeling from shock did I have an opportunity. I chopped at him left and right with all my might, the tip of my shoe scraper emitting countless sword energies. Speaking of which, these past few days I've been "practicing sword" with Duan Tiangong and we've summed up some experience - forcing out sword energy also has a powerful, earth-shaking momentum.

  The evil Taoist took a step back, and after the initial shock quickly regained his composure. He stepped forward steadily, pressing me tightly in the air where our swords clashed. After all, he was not Duan Tianya, whose sword aura was no longer on the same level as mine. So when I unleashed my power, he could only take a beating, just like a fighting cock fighting a tiger - no matter how brave the cock was, it couldn't withstand the tiger's claws. But the evil Taoist and Su Jing were evenly matched high-level experts, and his sword aura was not inferior to mine.

  Just a few wrong steps, the bad Taoist had already arrived in front of me, with his twin swords clashing together like a pair of giant scissors, slashing towards my neck. I ducked down to dodge, and turned around to run, but before I could take two steps, I felt a chill on my left armpit. I raised my left arm, and the bad Taoist's sword sliced through the air with a whooshing sound, barely missing me. However, my clothes were torn off in a large strip, along with the hairs on my arm flying through the air... I suddenly broke out in cold sweat, no need to say that if I had been half a beat slower, I'm afraid my entire arm would have been gone. This was all thanks to the physical transformation power that Liu Yalai had brought back, now my senses were heightened, and if it were before, there's no way I could have dodged this attack.

  Old Wu suddenly shouted loudly: "Little Dragon, don't run!"

  I instantly understood his meaning, facing the enemy head-on, I at least still had my sword aura to rely on, but if it came down to speed, I was completely at a disadvantage, leaving my back exposed to others was really a foolish move.

  After I figured it out, I grasped the shoe buckle and suddenly twisted my body, making a "whooshing" sound as I slashed towards the bandit's face. The bandit didn't dare to be too careless either, using his left hand to hold up the Phoenix Sword in front of him, while his right hand wielded the Dragon Sword, also aiming at my cheek.

  With a "ding" sound, the head of my shoe was cut off by Feng Jian's sword, and I was left with only a short stick. I swept it horizontally in front of the bandit's face, but his dragon sword almost touched my skin as well. At this point, trying to dodge would be too late. I suddenly opened my mouth and bit down on his sword blade. Now we were facing each other, and for a moment, we stared at each other with wide eyes. Out of habit, my right knee cap instantly struck the bandit's abdomen. The bandit was caught off guard, took two steps back, and withdrew his dragon sword, which made my teeth ache from biting it. The bandit coldly said: "A renowned Sword God like you actually uses a street urchin's fighting technique."

  "It doesn't matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat. What business is it of yours what method I use?"

  What he said is right, using the knee to hit someone's belly is a rotten trick that only street thugs use when fighting, but I have to say this trick has always been effective in close-range tussles - just like what happened earlier.

  Old Wu cheered: "Little Dragon fights well!"

  I chuckled and said, "Not a good fight, made everyone laugh."

  The evil Daoist wielded his twin swords in unison and coldly said: "You're probably already at the end of your rope, aren't you?"

  I gripped the short stick and said, "That's all you've got?" After these few encounters, although I was surrounded by danger at every turn, it seemed that I had detected that he wanted to kill me but it wasn't going to be that easy. I couldn't help but gain a bit more confidence.

  The evil Daoist said proudly: "If I can't kill you within 10 moves, I'll write 'Li' upside down!"

  I smiled and said: "You must not be your father's biological child, or why would you always think about changing your name?"

  Hei Shan Lao Yao caught his breath and sat on the ground, puffing out a mouthful of smoke: "If his dad's surname isn't Li, what would it be?"

  "Haha, it's either Zhang or Wang, or perhaps my sworn brother with a different surname. The evil Daoist is still to be identified as either an old mixed breed or an old hybrid!" I had always resented him for calling Su Jingxiao a cheap person, and finally avenged myself. As I said this, I suddenly covered my mouth and exclaimed, "Oh no, it's bad!"

  "What's wrong?" said the old demon of Hei Shan.

  I said: "If Bad Dao's dad is surnamed Wang, we're in trouble. The character for 'Wang' is still 'Wang' even when written upside down."

  Hei Shan Lao Yao hurriedly gave me a flattering smile: "Even with the surname Tian, it's still not going to work..."

  "You're quite knowledgeable, aren't you?"

  "Hei Shan Lao Yao laughed and said, 'In the past, I also caught a few corrupt Confucians in Jiaozi Mountain. However, I have always been very polite to scholars. As long as they teach me a few characters, I will spare their lives.'"

  "This is how knowledge changes one's fate!"

  On our side, one sang and harmonized, the bad Taoist was so angry that his teeth itched, he flew over to stab me, I smiled on my mouth, but in fact my energy was extremely concentrated, my eyes stared at his double swords, gathering all the sword energy on the short stick, seeing the Feng sword swinging over, I casually used the short stick to knock it on the Feng sword body, when the Long sword followed, I suddenly moved, my wrist swung and knocked it open again, only to hear a dull "pa pa pa pa" sound in the arena, I actually blocked all the bad Taoist's attacks!

  Old Wu exclaimed excitedly: "Little Dragon's technique has taken effect!"

  This also proved the idea in my mind, before I fought with Su Jing, no matter how strong the sword energy was, it couldn't withstand three moves or two styles, but today there seems to be a special feeling, as if the body is going to be one step faster than the brain unconsciously, whatever move the opponent makes will naturally dissolve in a very special way, just like a chess master, no matter what kind of situation he faces, he can always cope with it easily.

  I parried the villain's attack while saying, "One, two, three, four... it's already the fifth move now, Wang Daochang! If you can't kill me with five more moves, you'll be in trouble!"

  The bad guy was getting a bit crazy: "My surname is not Wang!"

  "Then let's surname Tian - I'm doing this for your own good. You said that if you write the character 'Li' upside down, it becomes an anus facing upwards, right?"

  After a few more moves, the evil Taoist suddenly turned pale with rage, but quickly regained his composure. He began to underestimate me, thinking that killing me would be easy, so he put aside his arrogant words. However, he encountered resistance and forced himself to calm down. As a top-notch master, it's not easy to get angry, but I had provoked him too much. Seeing that his plan wasn't working, he forced himself to remain calm. After all, a true top-notch master must have not only strong martial arts skills but also pass the psychological test.

  It's just that I'm in a bad situation now, the evil Daoist has at least several hundred years of cultivation, and I'm just a half-baked Sword God. Currently, not only is my sword energy weaker than his, but my techniques are also no match for his. Once the evil Daoist calms down, his moves are like a continuous river that flows endlessly, and I'm forced to retreat while fighting, several times almost reaching the point of collapse. It's all thanks to forcing out as much sword energy as possible that I can barely cope with him. If the evil Daoist wasn't unwilling to fight me to mutual destruction, I would have been dead long ago.

  After another ten or so moves, I retreated and suddenly felt a hardness behind me. I stole a glance at the shadow on the ground and found that I had backed up against a ruined wall. My heart chilled, with pursuers in front of me and no way to retreat, I was about to be in a desperate situation. At this point, turning around would be like climbing to heaven. I exerted myself to swing my short staff and forced the bandit back half a step. Suddenly, I felt the heat in my dantian gradually dissipating, and instantly it was as if I had been placed in an icy cellar. In this already precarious situation, another blow came, like pulling out the plug from a cauldron. If heaven's will is thus, then no one can do anything about it.

  Just then, someone behind us shouted: "Li Huai, it's time for us to settle the score!"

  I was overjoyed, Su Jing had already completed her task and stood up without me noticing when.

  The evil Taoist clearly felt that I was already a lamp with dwindling oil, and he wanted to take advantage of the last opportunity to make a fatal blow. Su Jing's palm swung out, and a thick force struck his lower back. The evil Taoist flew backward, sighing: "A failure due to one small mistake!"

  At the same time, I almost fell to the ground with a thud, my dantian was icy cold, and I couldn't feel any sword energy. The abandoned wall behind me suddenly collapsed with a loud noise, turning into countless dust particles in an instant, and it was actually knocked down by me just now.

  Su Jing came before me and said with a smile: "Xiao Long, you've done well. Leave the rest to me."

  I weakly asked: "Are you sure?"

  "Give it a try." Su Jing smiled slightly.

  Old Wu said: "What a pity, if Su Jing had arrived a few minutes earlier, you would have been able to join forces against the enemy."

  I walked over unsteadily and sat down beside him, asking: "Are you okay?"

  Old Wu shook his head and said, "It's nothing but losing a hundred years of cultivation, it doesn't matter."

  I worried: "You're always losing a hundred years of cultivation with just one move, will you end up turning back into a tree again?"

  Old Wu sighed and said: "It's very likely."

  I comforted him by saying: "Don't worry, if you really turn back into a turtle I'll ask Liu Yili to read the Tao Te Ching to you every day."

  Old Wu said with surprise: "Why is it Liu Yali?"

  "He's not insomnia, let him read to you before sleep."

  Old Wu: "......"

  We faced each other, Su Jing gazed at Li Huo with a faint expression and said slowly: "Li Huo, you instigated your disciple to steal the sword aura of our Federation's Sword God, and repeatedly opposed us. These things can be forgiven, but you actually dared to harm ordinary people, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

  The evil Daoist looked up at the sky and laughed loudly: "Retribution? If I were to suffer retribution, I would have done so long ago. What use is it for you, a lowly woman, to speak so much?"

  "I shouted loudly on one side: 'Tian Daochang, your dad is calling you back for dinner!'"

  Su Jing didn't know what had just happened and inexplicably asked: "Were you originally surnamed Tian?"

  This really hit the sore spot of the villain, earlier when he fought with me, let alone 10 moves, I'm afraid it would take 40 or 50 moves to settle it. According to our agreement, from now on, he can't be surnamed Li anymore. Of course, this might not be accurate, what we agreed on was actually the character "Li" written in reverse, but obviously, that wouldn't form a valid character... Tomorrow's real showdown, those who want to see an explosion are in luck, I believe the result won't disappoint everyone, hmm, I won't bully the master anymore. Hmm.

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