The First Mix Chapter 15 Wang Tianyi

  Su Jing's power is complete, the evil path person's malice originates from the heart, we know that the final decisive battle moment has arrived! After all, my current strength still cannot be on an equal footing with the evil path person, and the ultimate victory or defeat still depends on Su Jing.

  However, I have a concern. Just now, my sword energy and physical coordination reached an unprecedented peak, yet I couldn't even get within 5 steps of Li Bao's body. Su Jing is currently on par with me in terms of sword energy, but when facing Li Bao, he seems to be at a disadvantage.

  The evil Daoist held his sword horizontally across his chest, not showing the slightest disdain for his enemy. This battle was of great significance; if he emerged victorious, it was likely that there would be no one left to oppose him under the heavens. Su Jing naturally understood this point as well, and she assumed a strange stance: her hands were placed on either side of her thighs, with her palms facing outward. For a time, the two great masters faced off against each other, neither making a move.

  I cupped my hands around my mouth and shouted: "Shen Daozhang, how many moves have you set for yourself this time?"

  "Hei Shan Lao Yao said: 'Changed surname again?'"

  I smiled and said, "Give him a few more to keep for future bets."

  The wicked man glared at us with anger, and finally couldn't hold back his temper. Feng Jian swung his sword, and a stream of sword energy shot towards Su Jing. Su Jing didn't dodge, but instead raised his left palm in front of him, and the two streams of sword energy collided in mid-air. Strangely, they didn't explode, but instead merged together like two wrestlers, because both streams of sword energy were extremely pure and dense, so when they met head-on, they compressed into one spot.

  The evil swordsman, relying on his own powerful sword energy, hastily added two more pursuit attacks. Su Jing, not showing any weakness at this moment, also swung her palm continuously. The accumulated sword energy between the two grew stronger and stronger. At first, I didn't feel anything, but gradually, I felt my breathing becoming difficult, as if I was in a sealed glass cover with an increasingly fierce fire that consumed all the oxygen, leaving me not only breathless but also scorching hot on my face.

  The sword energy gathered more and more, finally bursting open with a loud "boom" sound. I was about 10 meters away from them, but still felt the shockwave of the sword energy, which made my whole body ache. This was despite me having sword energy to protect myself. Hei Shan Lao Yao and Lao Wu were blown away, rolling out far away in a row. I quickly pulled Gao Xiao Wei into my arms.

  Taking advantage of the opportunity, Su Jing had already flown towards the evil Daoist, amidst a flurry of sand and stones, he swung his palm to strike the evil Daoist's abdomen. The evil Daoist crossed his two swords to meet Su Jing head-on, but Su Jing had already turned around to attack from behind. With three slapping sounds, he pressed his palms onto the evil Daoist's shoulder blades. The evil Daoist leaned forward, and his two swords seemed to have grown eyes as they intercepted Su Jing's attack. Su Jing's palm slid sideways, transforming a slap into a chop, and a sharp sword energy shot out. Just as it was about to cover the evil Daoist's head, the evil Daoist let out a cold laugh, and his Phoenix Sword tilted to the side, dispersing the sword energy. Then, with just a slight movement of his sword tip, he slashed towards Su Jing's thigh...

  Two people approached each other, and in an instant, they exchanged over a dozen moves. Every move was extremely fierce and unpredictable, with sword energy that was sometimes real, sometimes fake, sometimes near, and sometimes far, making feints and actual attacks. I watched with eyes wide open, secretly shocked - it seems that when it comes to mastering techniques, I still have a long way to go. If not for the fact that today I coincidentally recovered the technique attribute from Zhao Dan's body and managed to hold on for so long, the evil Daoist would have killed me in less than 10 moves.

  Two great masters clashed with each other, exchanging blows in rapid succession. In an instant, they had exchanged nearly a hundred moves, sometimes close together and sometimes attacking from a distance. The sword energy was swirling around them, their shadows dancing wildly. The ground nearby was pockmarked with large holes created by their clashing swords. Even the clouds in the night sky were being held back at the horizon by the two combatants. Under the clear moonlight and starry sky, the moonbeams shone down like a giant spotlight, creating an extraordinary spectacle.

  As time went on, I gradually saw some clues. Su Jing's palms flew up and down, light and agile, she didn't use brute force to collide with the evil Taoist, but instead used a touch-and-go approach, like a yellow oriole flying around in circles. The evil Taoist was gloomy and ferocious, like an old vulture, while Su Jing was clever but couldn't defeat the vulture for the time being. Although the vulture was fierce, it couldn't control its opponent either. From the situation, Su Jing seemed more proactive, this young female sword god had formed her own system against her enemy, and her skill in techniques was not inferior to her cultivation of sword energy. However, the evil Taoist had a hundred years of experience, he single-handedly killed the Miao Shan Sect's door, from another perspective, it was also an extraordinary person, and Su Jing's lifelong efforts were only twenty years short. The evil Taoist's experience in fighting people was probably longer than her age, so in terms of experience, Su Jing couldn't be compared to him. It was just that Su Jing's combat theory was too precise and subtle, before finding a effective method, the evil Taoist had a hard time recreating his opponent, and Su Jing's way of fighting like an ant gnawing at a bone wouldn't find the evil Taoist's weakness in a short period of time.

  The two of you came and went like a cat pouncing on a butterfly, from the middle of the month to the east of Guizhou. I looked at my watch and found that nearly an hour had passed, and I couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Old Wu's face was full of worry as he said, "If we keep playing like this, Su Jing will probably be at a disadvantage."

  I anxiously asked: "Why?"

  Old Wu said: "Can't you see that if the evil Taoist wants to leave, he can just fly away with his sword? He's not leaving because he wants to take down Su Jing in one move. He has a way out and his sword energy is stronger than Su Jing's. If this goes on for too long, little Su won't be able to hold on, that's when he'll make his ruthless move!"

  I looked at Su Jing on the stage, and indeed saw that her nose tip and collar were covered with dense sweat. The bad Taoist still had an air of calmness, it seemed that if they continued to drag it out, Su Jing would definitely show signs of weakness.

  Su Jing also understood her situation and gradually became anxious, accelerating the pace of her attack. Her double palms came together in a tight defense, with the Phoenix Sword mainly defending against the Dragon Sword's main attack. At first, she relied solely on the Phoenix Sword to resist, but gradually, the Dragon Sword was able to join in. Later on, it was actually the Dragon Sword that took the lead, striking quickly and repeatedly. I could see clearly from outside the arena that Su Jing's attacks were no longer as agile as they had been at first. As she applied less pressure, Ba Dao Ren naturally gained more room to maneuver. He looked at Su Jing with a hint of triumph in his eyes: "Little fool, do you still want to try and crack a rock with an egg?"

  At this moment, I suddenly and inexplicably sensed that the bad Daoist's double swords seemed to be slightly awkward when dancing. My gaze fell on his lower back by some kind of demonic inspiration, and I discovered that every time he used both the Feng Sword and Long Sword together, the muscles in his lower back were extremely unnatural, as if his entire body was coordinating for battle, but only that spot had an extra piece of flesh...

  The bad guy originally had a pretty good figure, but the more I looked at him, the more I felt that he had an extra layer of fat there. In the end, I even felt sorry for him as an enemy, just like a beautiful woman with a good face and breasts wearing a bikini, which should be a very beautiful scene, but unfortunately, she has an extra layer of fat around her waist, making people feel disappointed and regretful.

  The longer I stared at that place, the more uncomfortable I felt. Finally, as if possessed, I slowly got up and walked towards them, muttering to myself: "I'll go help Su Jing."

  Old Wu was shocked and stretched out his hand to pull my pants: "Are you looking for death?"

  He didn't pull me back, and I gradually approached the bad guy from behind. Su Jing was right in front of me, looking very anxious, but she couldn't open her mouth to tell me to go back, nor could she make any movement that would alert the bad guy that someone was behind him. She could only flush red with anger and intensify her attack, which made her even more flustered and her moves became disorganized.

  The evil Daoist was overjoyed, and the dragon and phoenix swords danced together in a blur of light and shadow, heading straight for Su Jing. At this moment, the sword energy of these two people was still incredibly powerful, and as I approached, it felt like being in the midst of a level 10 gale, with my clothes and hair fluttering wildly, making every step difficult. But all I had eyes for was the flabby flesh on the evil Daoist's lower back, which seemed to be quivering, and I took another step closer, my hand unconsciously extending the short rod. Suddenly, it dawned on me: that wasn't just flab, but a clear weakness in the evil Daoist's technique! After I retracted my skill attributes, my eyesight also became uniquely keen, and the evil Daoist's unconscious exposure of this weakness when facing an enemy was like a fly in a sumptuous feast, or a turd in a field of flowers - it really ruined the scenery.

  Su Jing arrived behind Hei Dao Ren and her, looking like he was seeking death. He gritted his teeth to attract Hei Dao Ren's attention, launching a fierce attack that immediately disrupted his footsteps. A glimmer of surprise flashed in Hei Dao Ren's eyes as he used his left hand to deflect Su Jing's palm wind with his Feng Sword, while his Long Sword thrust forward. However, this was also the moment when his lower back was at its weakest. I let out a loud shout and used all my strength to thrust forward, my short staff sinking in over an inch. Although it didn't harm his skin, Hei Dao Ren let out a pained cry, his entire body convulsing as his limbs stiffened uncontrollably, leaving him wide open!

  Su Jing naturally wouldn't let go of such a great opportunity, she lightly dodged the dragon sword's direct hit, and with both palms together, she exerted all her strength to push forward. The majestic sword energy split exactly in half, slashing at the evil Daoist's chest. With a loud "bang", the evil Daoist's robe was torn apart, and a thread of fresh blood hung from the corner of his mouth. Su Jing originally wanted to take advantage of the situation to advance further, but the evil Daoist was after all old and cunning. He casually tossed aside the dragon sword, and with a mighty punch, he struck out with his right fist. Su Jing barely managed to resist, but at this moment, she was already exhausted. She was sent flying tens of meters away by the evil Daoist's desperate punch, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

  The bad guy took this hit and was obviously seriously injured, he turned around with a ferocious face, saw me holding the stick, not angry but smiling, revealing a mouthful of teeth with blood, he grasped my neck and shouted: "I'll choke you to death!"

  Su Jing and Old Wu were shocked: "Little Dragon, get out of the way quickly!"

  Before I passed out, I was still indignantly thinking: "Isn't this nonsense? If I could dodge it, would you guys need to say anything?"

  It was only to be expected that the evil Daoist would suffer severe injuries, but his sword energy still lingered. With him pinching me like this, how could I possibly be okay? For a moment, I had thought I was already dead, but the dizzy feeling only lasted for an instant. After a brief moment, I suddenly came to and felt extremely clear-headed. Although the hand on my neck was using force, it gradually weakened, and my entire body was being shaken by a massive numbness, as if I were in the midst of tens of thousands of volts of high voltage electricity. The evil Daoist's pair of blood-red eyes, originally filled with anger, were instantly replaced with terror as he looked at me like he had seen a malevolent spirit! His body trembled uncontrollably like an engine, gradually shaking more and more violently, his hands grasping my neck becoming softer and weaker. He desperately tried to retreat backward, but his hands stuck to my neck and refused to listen to commands. My numbness grew stronger, and in my lower abdomen, a tsunami raged.

  At this moment, neither of us knew what had happened. It was Su Jing who came to his senses first and shouted loudly: "Xiao Long, hold on! His sword energy is leaking out!"

  In an instant, I also understood: the strongest sword energy in the body of the evil Taoist was originally stolen from me. When he and I had skin contact, those sword energies naturally recognized their original master and returned to my body!

  The bandit's eyes were filled with fear, and he hoarsely shouted: "Let go!"

  I was taken aback for a moment, then sneered coldly: "It's you who wants to choke the old man, but the old man's hands aren't on you!"

  In just a few seconds, the evil Daoist seemed to have weakened significantly, just like when I withdrew the sword energy from Wang Jinsheng's body. His body gradually softened, and his eyes were already filled with despair. However, he suddenly threw his head back and violently charged at my chest. Apart from stealing that part of my sword energy, his own cultivation was not weak either. This collision would definitely be powerful, and I might not be able to withstand it since my control over the sword energy was not agile at this moment. A spark flashed in my mind, and I suddenly remembered a few words High Xiaowei had said: "If he tries to headbutt you, grab his hair and kick him in the face..."

  I pressed down on the bad guy's head with both hands, and my foot came up to meet him without any courtesy. With a "crack", the dignified Sword Saint-level person was knocked flat by me using a thug's method...

  The evil Daoist was covered in blood, but this move finally freed me from his shackles. He stumbled a few steps and kicked the hilt of the Feng Sword with his toe, shouting: "Feng Sword, rise!" The Feng Sword leapt into the air, and he stood on it, pointing randomly to the east and shouting: "Escape!"

  I was in a great hurry, knowing this was the best opportunity to get rid of the evil Taoist. However, at this moment, Su was seriously injured, my sword energy was not listening to my commands, and I saw the evil Taoist about to escape into thin air. Suddenly, I heard someone shouting loudly from the dark east: "Heng Ha Er Jiang, hurry!" Then, I saw an old man with a dirty appearance flying out of a small forest, stepping on two vegetable knives, twisting and turning, and rushing towards the direction where the evil Taoist was escaping. As soon as I saw this person, I couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Sixth Master, don't bother joining in for just 15 meters!"

  Liu Laoliu didn't even bother to respond to me, and instead continued to rush eastward with all his might. At this point, even Old Wu and Hei Shan Lao Yao couldn't help but smile wryly. Everyone was clear that relying on these two moves to catch up to the evil Daoist was undoubtedly a pipe dream.

  But that's how things are, miracles often happen when you don't expect them - the bad Daoist had already flown far away on his sword, who knew he heard someone shouting behind him, his mind was in a panic, and he was also dizzy from his injuries, his toes twisted, and he stumbled back, coincidentally bumping into Liu Laosix face to face. Liu Laosix's eyebrows danced with excitement as he said: "Li Dao, where do you think you're running off to?"

  The bad Daoist was shocked and hastily turned around again, but this way he exposed his back to Liu Laosix. His body sank down, and Liu Laosix's left foot stepped on the vegetable knife, while his right foot aimed at the bad Daoist's back and kicked out like a shoe. The vegetable knife flew out, unfortunately missing its target by a bit. Just as it was about to fall to the ground, the bad Daoist heard a whizzing sound behind him, and in his confusion, he dodged to the side. His shoulder happened to meet the knife, which sank into his flesh three inches deep with a "plop" sound - "Ah!" The bad Daoist fell to the ground with a thud, and Fengjian was also thrown far away to one side.

  Lao Wu and Hei Shan Lao Yao rushed up together, Hei Shan Lao Yao waved his hand, a vine tied the half-fainted evil Daoist into a tight knot.

  Another "ah" came from the sky, and Liu Lao Liu stumbled down with one foot on the vegetable knife, tumbling and falling, after a string of rolls, he quickly got up and excitedly said: "Mother, if I go out another 5 meters, I really won't be able to catch up with him!"

  Su Jing was swaying on one side, and I hurriedly went forward to support her: "How are you?"

  Su Jing's face was pale, but he smiled reassuringly and said, "It's nothing serious, I'll be fine in three to five days."

  She came to the bad guy's face with my support, and the bad guy slowly woke up at this time. I went forward and slapped him in the face, saying angrily: "Old bastard, have you thought about whether to take Wang or Tian as your surname after waking up?"

  The evil path is gone, and everyone knows it. He closed his eyes and didn't speak. Su Jing blocked my way: "Don't make things difficult for him, we don't bully the surrendered enemy."

  I hummed and patted his face, saying: "Have you surrendered?"

  Su Jingdao said: "First, let's get down to business and see if he still has any of your uncollected sword energy on him?"

  I reached out and grabbed the wrist of the bad Daoist, feeling no movement, and said to Su Jing: "It seems to be gone."

  Hei Shan Lao Yao asked Lao Wu: "Master, how should we deal with this old brat?"

  Old Wu hesitated and said: "I think it's better to hand it over to Sixth Brother after all, since Li Huai is his fellow disciple."

  At this time, the evil Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Didn't you say that you were willing to accept me as your disciple and teach me the 'Tao Te Ching'?"

  Lao Wu hesitated, and Hei Shan Lao Yao hastily said: "Master, you can't agree to it! This old scoundrel is just trying to take advantage of your kindness and escape the current calamity. Once he's healed, he'll definitely continue to harm people everywhere!"

  Old Wu hesitated: "This..."

  The bad Daoist said: "You are willing to accept the elm tree spirit that has eaten countless people, why can't I? Besides, didn't Confucius say 'teaching without class distinctions'?"

  Old Wu smiled and said, "Sorry, Li Dao brother, Confucius is Confucius, our school is passed down from Laozi." Old Wu's character didn't even want to forgive Li Bao, it can be seen that he was really ruthless towards this evil Taoist.

  The bad guy let out a sigh and provocatively asked Liu Laosix: "What do you want to do with me, kill me?"

  Liu Lao Liu looked at us and scratched his head, saying: "I really haven't killed anyone before."

  At this time, a person suddenly appeared in the sky and said: "Younger brother, how about handing him over to me?"

  We looked up and saw an old man standing in mid-air, his feet treading on the hilt of an ancient long sword. He chanted a spell to put away the sword and stood before us. The old man wore a grey shirt and had on a pair of slippers; if not for the sword scabbard on his back, he looked no different from those elderly men playing chess in the park.

  Liu Laoliu saw this person and respectfully handed over a cigarette: "Big Brother Master, you're here?"

  The old man lit a cigarette and smiled, saying: "Tonight, I see the sword energy filling the sky. I thought it was Li Huai making trouble again, but I didn't expect that he had already been dealt with by several masters. Thank you, thank you!" He then bowed to us four times.

  Lao Wu returned the courtesy and asked: "May I ask who this is?"

  Liu Laosix said: "This is our Mao Shan Sect's highest-ranking senior brother who is still alive today."

  The evil Daoist said in a cold voice on the ground: "Which generation of inheritor are you?"

  The senior brother said seriously: "I am Wang Tianyi, the 69th generation successor of the Mao Shan Sect."

  The bad guy sneered and said: "You're too lowly, I've never heard of you."

  Wang Tian said: "I've heard of you, my master's greatest regret before his death was not having you, this treacherous man, beheaded!"

  The evil Taoist's eyes blinked and said: "Your master? Then it must be a person of the 68th generation of Yun Yu. Which one is it?"

  Wang Tiandi respectfully said: "The family master's taboo name is Ge Xiayun, he is the 68th generation leader of the Mao Shan sect!"

  The evil Daoist burst out laughing and said: "Head of the sect? I am the true head of the Mao Shan Sect."

  Wang Tianyi threw away his cigarette butt and said indignantly: "You self-proclaimed sect master, slaughtering fellow disciples everywhere. Because of this, my late master, in order to protect the future generations of Mao Shan Sect, left a dying decree: from now on, Mao Shan Sect will not have a sect leader, whoever among the disciples can eliminate Li Huai will automatically become the 69th generation sect leader. In the end, my master was the true descendant of Mao Shan, and you were expelled from the sect long ago!"

  The evil Daoist coldly said: "What can you do to me?"

  "I'll abolish your martial arts skills and take you back to Maoshan Mountain to apologize for your sins in front of our ancestors!"

  The evil Daoist's pupils contracted: "You think you can? I'm not underestimating you, even if I'm heavily injured at the moment, you're still no match for me. Do you dare to release my bindings and fight a fair battle?"

  We were in a great hurry, fearing that Wang Tianyi would foolishly agree to it. This child who bears the weight of his master's orders is most likely to make a rash decision and do something stupid.

  Who would have thought that Wang Tian suddenly spat out a mouthful of saliva and said: "Do you think I'm stupid? You're tying me up like this, can't you see I'm not happy about it? Are you trying to mess with me?" Seeing us all staring at him in shock, he looked embarrassed and said, "Heh heh, sorry about that, sorry to make you all laugh..."

  I suddenly found him a bit familiar and couldn't help asking, "Wang Daochang, haven't we met somewhere before?"

  Wang Tianyi chuckled: "Brother Long is really a nobleman who forgets things easily, last time you went to the park to find Lao Liu, it was still me who taught you..."

  "Did you top up your phone bill?" He said that and I remembered, last time I looked for Liu Lao Liu his phone was out of service, it was this old cheat who had me running around in circles to pay 100 yuan for phone bill.

  "Remember now?"

  "I remembered!" I exclaimed sincerely: "With you and Liu Ye as disciples of the Mao Shan Sect, there is hope for its revival!"

  Liu Laosix reminded Wang Tianyi: "Big Brother Master, this kid is quite formidable, are you just going to take him away like that?"

  Wang Tian's face tightened, and he said solemnly: "Master taught me a set of swordsmanship before his death, just to catch Li Huai and prevent him from continuing to do evil."

  Liu Laoliu said: "Oh, can you let us take a look?"

  Wang Tian nodded slightly, drew his long sword from behind his back and pointed it at the wicked Daoist, saying: "Li Huai, today's events are all your own doing, don't blame us juniors for being ruthless!"

  The bad guy changed his tone: "What do you want?"

  Wang Tianyi swished his sword a few times, and the long sword swept across Li Huai's hands and feet. Blood mist sprayed everywhere, and Li Huai instantly collapsed. His black hair and beard suddenly lost their color and withered, gradually turning white and dry. His expression also wilted away.

  Hei Shan Lao Yao looked at it for half a day and said disappointedly: "What kind of swordsmanship is this, isn't it just cutting people's Achilles tendons?"

  This chapter's aftermath hasn't been fully explained yet, unfortunately time waits for no man, I'll post it first and talk about it later.