Chapter 452 - 211: Windless Heaven and Earth
Chapter 452: Chapter 211: Windless Heaven and Earth
Mo Wen’s pupils quivered, and his heart quaked with them.
He couldn’t imagine just how much strength Fang Shuwen had used in that one moment.
It was enough to make the very earth tremble.
Tu Qianqiu’s massive body slammed into the ground, making it crack and splinter.
The ground itself caved in over a huge area, sinking at least three feet deep.
The muddy earth threw up countless flecks of dirt, while buried stones were shattered by the impact, sending fragments flying in all directions.
Tu Qianqiu couldn’t help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, but he wasn’t dead yet.
His hands gripped Fang Shuwen’s wrist, trying to pry it off his head.
A flicker of surprise showed in Fang Shuwen’s eyes.
"It seems I underestimated your Horizontal Martial Arts Training."
Fang Shuwen already knew from the two Stewards that in addition to the "Demon-Butchering Scripture," Tu Qianqiu also possessed a Horizontal Training art that made him impervious to blades and spears.
’To still have strength left after taking such a devastating blow...’
This led Fang Shuwen to believe that Tu Qianqiu’s Horizontal Martial Arts Training was likely superior to the Paradise Dharma Body from the Joyful Zen Temple.
’Then again, that’s to be expected. The Joyful Zen Temple is hardly an unknown sect and has a powerful background.’
’However, Night Rain Tower is an incredibly secretive organization from the Central Domain. While the depth of their martial heritage might not compare to the Joyful Zen Temple...’
’...when it comes to the Cultivation of their individual members, they are far superior.’
’Judging by that exchange alone, even Jue Tong, the former abbot of the Joyful Zen Temple, would be no match for this Tu Qianqiu.’
’Correspondingly, since everyone from Night Rain Tower knows the Five Arts and possesses a Body Technique that allows them to escape through the rain... a different level than what I’ve used before.’
’...the force I use against them has to be on a completely different level than what I’ve used before.’
As for Tu Qianqiu’s Horizontal Martial Arts Training, Fang Shuwen didn’t give it much thought.
He released the large, bald head and turned his gaze toward Shen Qingfeng and Mo Wen.
There was nothing fierce or vicious in his gaze, yet Mo Wen subconsciously took a step back.
Shen Qingfeng, however, jerked his head up, his figure instantly vanishing into the rain.
In that exact same moment, Fang Shuwen’s massive fist was already raised high.
Shen Qingfeng’s figure suddenly reappeared. The tip of his sword shifted as if he were about to attack.
But just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly frowned. Without waiting for Fang Shuwen to do anything, his form blended into the rain and vanished, reappearing in another spot, his blade pointing forward once more...
But he had already missed the critical moment.
The massive fist, carrying with it limitless power, came crashing down viciously.
CRACK!
CRACK!!
CRACK!!!
Three punches in quick succession shattered the powerful physique Tu Qianqiu had forged through his Horizontal Training, smashing his head into a paste of blood and gore.
He was as dead as dead could be.
During that exchange, Shen Qingfeng had wanted to make a move more than once.
But each time, he retracted his blade before it was even halfway there.
His figure flickered through the rain, his Sword Intent dispersing among the raindrops without ever truly erupting.
After killing Tu Qianqiu, Fang Shuwen slowly stood up, turned his head to look at Shen Qingfeng, and suddenly asked with a smile:
"What exactly... are you doing?"
It wasn’t just a question Fang Shuwen wanted to ask; everyone who saw what happened was wondering the same thing.
The only difference was that Fang Shuwen was asking a question to which he already knew the answer.
The others, however, were truly baffled.
It wasn’t that Shen Qingfeng didn’t want to act, but that he never had an opportunity.
Shen Qingfeng was leagues more skilled than the Swordsman who had ambushed Fang Shuwen outside the village with the silent assassination technique, With the Wind into the Night.
But superior skill was not always an advantage.
At least the ignorant are fearless; they could die without ever knowing the reason why.
But Shen Qingfeng knew...
He saw what looked like an opening in Fang Shuwen’s stance, but the moment his sword was about to lunge, he would discover that the opening was no opening at all.
’If I attack, not only will Tu Qianqiu die, but I’ll die right along with him.’
Therefore, he could only keep changing his technique, constantly searching for a real opening.
Only to find... there were no openings whatsoever.
No matter the angle, the position, the manner of the strike, or the Sword Techniques used.
It was all meaningless.
Shen Qingfeng’s form came to a halt. His eyes were still squeezed shut, but the hand gripping his sword trembled slightly.
’So much about this battle has gone beyond our expectations.’
’First, we didn’t expect Fang Shuwen to be one step ahead, waiting for us at Wangchuan Gorge. We lost the element of surprise.’
’Second, Fang Shuwen didn’t wait for us to devise a proper strategy; he just charged in and killed Gongshu Ji with a single palm strike.’
’Tang Xi was too self-confident, thinking she could drive Fang Shuwen to suicide with a single sentence. In the end, Tang Xi died...’
’Moreover, Tang Xi’s constitution was too unique. Everyone in Night Rain Tower understood it, but they also found it difficult to control.’
’As a result, when she died, even Tu Qianqiu and I were momentarily dazed.’
’And that single moment of distraction was all it took.’
’Fang Shuwen killed Su Baiyu.’
’After that, neither I nor Tu Qianqiu dared to make a rash move.’
’Our combined-attack formation was completely shattered. We clearly had the advantage in numbers, yet Fang Shuwen picked us off one by one.’
’His Martial Arts are too profound. At this point, our only chance is to let the other Night Rain Tower disciples wear him down.’
The reason Shen Qingfeng had agreed to let Tu Qianqiu attack was not just because Tu Qianqiu could no longer suppress his "Demon-Butchering Scripture." More importantly, Shen Qingfeng had also wanted to know whether Fang Shuwen had finally reached his limit.