signingbooks #147 - Justice will prevail?
#147 - Justice will prevail?
Liang Jin’s third sweep of the “Mad Dragon Sweeping its Tail” was also the most powerful.
When Liang Jin's iron spear howled over, Xiong Xiang was shocked and his scalp went numb.
His saber momentum had already been broken, and it was obviously impossible to swing his saber to attack again.
Immediately, Xiong Xiang could only hold his broadsword in front of him as a defense.
“Vase Qi Technique!”
Xiong Xiang's muscles twitched all over his body, and his breathing was as loud as the wind. The Vase Qi permeated his whole body.
“Tummo Skill!”
Xiong Xiang's skin began to turn red, his body temperature rose rapidly, and even steam rose from the top of his head.
“Boom!!!”
Only a loud noise was heard.
Mud splashed and flew in Meng Manor.
Xiong Xiang, who was rooted in the ground like a steel stake, was directly pulled out of the ground by Liang Jin's spear and sent flying.
“Bang!!!”
Xiong Xiang's huge body smashed into the surrounding wall during the inverted flight, even smashing a hole directly through the wall.
Along with the falling broken bricks.
Xiong Xiang had been heavily thrown onto the street outside Meng Manor.
This caused the passers-by on the street to exclaim in surprise.
After all, it was the first time they had seen a living person smash through a wall and fly out.
By the roadside.
A group of outsiders were also greatly surprised to see this scene.
“Foreman, someone is fighting ahead.”
“Judging from their attire, they seem to be disciples of the Western Desert local sect, the Unmeasurable Bright King Sect.”
The subordinate said to a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly:
“He's a Fifth-Rank martial artist.”
As they were talking, suddenly they saw a person emerge from the broken wall of the mansion.
This person was Liang Jin.
Liang Jin carried the iron spear and slowly walked towards Xiong Xiang:
“Bald donkey, do you admit defeat?”
Xiong Xiang was covered in dirt at this time.
He struggled to get up from the ground.
Although he looked very embarrassed, he didn't seem to be seriously injured.
It seemed that the Unmeasurable Bright King Sect's martial arts were indeed quite remarkable.
It was no wonder that the Unmeasurable Bright King Sect could become one of the three major sects in the Western Desert.
Moreover, because the people of the Unmeasurable Bright King Sect acted cruelly, they were regarded as an evil sect by many sects.
But even if they were regarded as an evil sect, they could still stand proudly in the Western Desert, not taking those famous and orthodox sects seriously.
“I don’t admit defeat!”
“Evil man, let’s fight again!”
Xiong Xiang roared angrily.
He saw his feet plunged into the ground again.
And the skin all over his body became more and more red, just like a boiled shrimp.
This meant that his body temperature was getting higher and higher, and the water vapor on the top of his head was constantly rising.
If an ordinary person's body temperature was so high, they would have died long ago.
But this Xiong Xiang was unscathed, and seemed to have even more momentum.
The surrounding passers-by saw this and screamed, hurriedly running away.
How dare they stay?
Xiong Xiang clenched his broadsword with both hands, the broadsword stood upright in front of him, the tip of the sword pointing at the sky.
At this time.
Only a woman's voice came from the courtyard:
“This is the 'Spiritual Heat Saber', which focuses on the combination of external spiritual heat, internal spiritual heat, and secret spiritual heat. Pulse channels, four wheels, the six methods of Nara…”
Before Liu Yuan could finish speaking.
Xiong Xiang hurriedly shouted:
“Female Bodhisattva, please don't say anymore.”
“This poor monk is already fighting very hard. If you say any more, I really won’t be able to win.”
Liang Jin also said:
“Liu Yuan, you don't need to remind me.”
“Otherwise, even if I win against this monk, he won’t be convinced.”
“Today, I will beat this monk until he is convinced!”
Liu Yuan snorted coldly and stopped speaking.
Now Xiong Xiang was relieved, holding his saber and shouting at Liang Jin:
“Evil man!”
“If you have the guts, come at me!”
The Unmeasurable Bright King Sect's martial arts were not good at moving body techniques, but they were very good at standing still and outputting.
This Xiong Xiang was like a big tree with its roots plunged into the ground. Although he didn't move, he gave people a sense of unshakeable momentum.
If he encountered an enemy with excellent light skills, he would not choose to fight Xiong Xiang head-on at all.
Instead, he would rely on his light skills to wander around, slowly fighting around Xiong Xiang, constantly looking for Xiong Xiang's flaws.
But Liang Jin would not do this.
His own martial arts also emphasized strength and ferocity, especially since he also had crushing power, so why waste so much time?
Immediately.
Liang Jin held the spear in both hands, his body slightly lowered.
The momentum of his whole body became more and more violent, like a fierce tiger squatting, ready to pounce on people and devour them!
This move was the "Crouching Tiger Stance" in the "Northern Overlord Six Harmony Spear"!
In the distance.
The group of outsiders couldn't help but sigh secretly when they saw this scene.
The middle-aged man even praised:
“Good spear technique!”
“I didn’t expect that this Meng Xinghun was actually a master of spears.”
“I have never heard of this spear technique, but it is very strong and exquisite!”
“It has the potential to sweep across thousands of troops!”
“If I’m not mistaken, it should be a spear technique for killing enemies in military formations.”
The subordinates nodded one after another.
But someone asked:
“Foreman, that monk's martial arts seem to be good too.”
The middle-aged man replied:
“That's right.”
“That monk has obtained the true inheritance of the Unmeasurable Bright King Sect, especially his saber technique is powerful and fierce.”
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“If you encounter opponents from the Unmeasurable Bright King Sect in the future, remember not to fight them head-on, but to learn to avoid their sharpness and attack their weaknesses.”
Everyone felt that they had gained a lot of knowledge when they heard this.
The Unmeasurable Bright King Sect was a Western Desert sect, and its martial arts were unique.
But their disciples rarely entered the Great Qian, so most of the people had only heard of this powerful martial art, but had never seen it.
Today, they could finally feast their eyes.
“This kind of head-to-head fighting between the two is really exciting!”
“Foreman, who do you think will win?”
“I think the monk was knocked out, so it seems that Meng Xinghun has a better chance of winning.”
The subordinate continued to ask for advice.
The middle-aged man shook his head:
“Not so.”
“Although Meng Xinghun seems to have the advantage, this advantage will not last long.”
“The martial arts of the Unmeasurable Bright King Sect like to fight head-on with people, especially their endurance is extremely strong, and they are good at continuous high-intensity hard battles.”
“Even if they fall behind at the beginning, they can become more and more courageous as they fight, gradually exhausting the opponent's fighting spirit, and finally reversing the situation.”
“If that Meng Xinghun gains an advantage and relies on wandering around to consume that monk, then his chances of winning are not small.”
“But his posture is to choose to continue fighting head-on with that monk. After several moves, it will be difficult to continue.”
Everyone praised the middle-aged man for his reasonable words.
At this time.
Suddenly, they heard a voice coming:
“No!”
“I think Brother Meng will win!”
Everyone turned their heads and saw a young man in official robes walking over with several yamen runners.
It was Gao Hongzhe.
When everyone saw Gao Hongzhe, they clasped their fists and saluted.
In the past two days, the middle-aged man and his party did not go to the yamen to find Gao Hongzhe, but Gao Hongzhe took the initiative to find them.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man and others had no choice but to reveal their identities and communicate with Gao Hongzhe.
It turned out.
This group of outsiders were really people from the Great Qian Dynasty's Jishi Factory.
The leader's name was Cang Du, and he held the position of foreman in the Jishi Factory.
After Gao Hongzhe confirmed that the identities of several people were correct, he returned the Jishi Factory's Jiā Tie.
Cang Du's foreman was a Zhèng Fifth Grade official position, and Gao Hongzhe's prefect was a Zhèng Fourth Grade official position.
On the surface, Gao Hongzhe was one level higher.
But Gao Hongzhe now only had the official rank, and his power was only within the city.
On the other hand, the Jishi Factory's foreman had great power within the Great Qian territory, which was enough to make officials fear.
Ordinary Fourth Grade officials could not be seen by Cang Du.
But now that the Jishi Factory's people were in the Western Desert, their power was infinitely reduced.
Especially since they still had something to ask for, so this group of Jishi Factory's spies would not be rude to Gao Hongzhe.
They agreed to meet at Meng Manor today, but they didn't expect to encounter a fight.
“Oh?”
“Lord Gao, do you also understand martial arts?”
Cang Du frowned slightly and asked.
Of course, he knew that Gao Hongzhe did not know anything about martial arts.
But this person who did not know anything about it dared to disagree with the views of a Fourth Grade expert like himself.
This naturally displeased Cang Du.
Gao Hongzhe smiled and said:
“Although I don't understand martial arts, I believe in Brother Meng.”
“Brother Meng has justice in his heart, while that monk is only tyrannical.”
“So Brother Meng will win.”
Cang Du smiled, naturally dismissing these words.
A group of Jishi Factory's spies also had contemptuous smiles on their faces, and even were too lazy to argue with Gao Hongzhe.
Justice will win?
Who would believe such old-fashioned words to deceive children?
At least this group of spies did not believe it.
They worked for the Jishi Factory, a special agency, and they did many shameful things within the Great Qian territory.
Such as fabricating crimes, framing slander, monitoring eavesdropping, torture confessions, and so on.
The spies never believed in justice, only in imperial power!
At this time.
The situation in the battlefield had changed.
Liang Jin, made a move!
He saw his body like a fierce tiger, his body flying up, and the iron spear in his hand stabbed fiercely!
Xiong Xiang roared:
“Well done!!!”
His broadsword, also fell again!