Chapter 492 - 277: 1,000 per Move, 10,000 Merges Into One!
Chapter 492: Chapter 277: 1,000 per Move, 10,000 Merges Into One!
"After that, my father had only one son, and that was me.
"The things he didn’t want to do, I’ll do!
"The people he didn’t want to kill, I’ll kill!
"Third Young Master, please step aside, I’ll be right back."
"You can’t go."
Chu Qing shook his head slightly:
"The issues between you and me cannot be settled like this."
"Then what do you intend to do?"
Luo Wushuang knitted his brows slightly:
"Though there have been some grudges between you and me, it was indeed my fault for sowing discord between you and the Taiheng Sect. I admit my mistakes and accept the blame.
"However, concerning what kind of people the Taiheng Sect is composed of, I believe you must have realized by now...
"Regarding the grudges between me and them, Third Young Master, I ask you not to intervene."
Chu Qing gazed at him, full of righteous indignation, almost amused with anger.
He gazed intently, his voice chilling:
"If the grudges between you and the Taiheng Sect don’t involve me, I indeed can’t be bothered to interfere.
"But to avenge yourself, you killed Li Junmo and framed me, almost leaving me in a situation without loyalty or righteousness.
"In the Martial World, what one navigates is merely reputation.
"If I can just brush off this matter lightly and let it go, then wouldn’t everyone be able to trample on me from here on out?
"Moreover... I have a history with Chen Zhengnan.
"You killed Li Junmo when I wasn’t there; now, you want to kill Chen Zhengnan in front of me?
"Luo Wushuang, you entirely disregard me!"
"... Third Young Master, are you determined to make things difficult for me?"
Luo Wushuang’s gaze cooled as well.
"You’re wrong."
Chu Qing shook his head:
"It’s not that I am determined to make things difficult for you, but from the moment you framed me, there was no room for reconciliation between us!
"Back then, your father Qi Luo, for the sect leader’s position, did not hesitate to slaughter the elders of the sect.
"Falsely accused Ling Beichen.
"His actions were already despicable, yet as his son, you feel no shame, and instead, with a phrase ’avenge my father,’ act as you please.
"And today’s conduct of yours, how is it different from your father’s?
"You just said He Jingming was cunning and not fit to discuss swordplay, what sort of thing are you?
"What qualification do you have to be the sect leader of Taiheng Sect?
"And what qualification do you have to bargain with me here!?"
Chu Qing couldn’t understand how Luo Wushuang, after doing such things, could still shamelessly act as if saying, "Good friends, don’t hold grudges"?
As if everything he did, was trivial.
But in reality?
That very night, it was because of him that Wu Qianhuan and others fell into danger.
Also, because of him, Chu Qing, in anger, killed people.
The over two hundred lives of Taiheng Sect, Chu Qing took responsibility for, but at the same time, the blame for these lives also had to be placed on Luo Wushuang’s head.
Without him, these things would not have happened.
Luo Wushuang’s eyes turned somber:
"Whatever you say about me, I don’t care.
"But you shouldn’t disgrace my long-deceased father!
"Third Young Master... you’re courting death!!"
"When it comes to matters of the world; the world has a say."
Chu Qing spoke indifferently:
"If Qi Luo’s actions were upright, why fear the judgment of posterity?"
Luo Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no trace of his usual color, only severe murderous intent in his gaze, suddenly pointing a finger.
Finger Force gathered for an instant, momentarily harnessing the power of all directions.
The eerily white Finger Force suddenly shot out like a flash of lightning.
They were already close, and this finger was unbelievably fast.
But since Chu Qing intended to engage, he naturally had predicted this, only to see a flash of white light; the Undying Golden Body had already appeared.
To compete against the Martial Emperor’s disciple in combat, Chu Qing was somewhat excited.
Yet he remained sufficiently cautious.
Though he claimed his martial arts were not the best in South Ridge, he also believed there was no real opponent for him now.
But the person he faced today, his identity alone placed him here.
[Thousands Unite, All Force to One], absolutely no trifling matter!
Chu Qing, using the Undying Golden Body, took one step to respond, watching for later effects.
Seeing that the Finger Force, like a sudden thunder, struck upon the Undying Golden Body, the ghostly dragon shadow entwined with the Undying Golden Body let out a draconic roar.
Revolving ceaselessly around the Protective Gang Qi.
The Finger Force shot forth was rebounded by the Protective Gang Qi, ricocheting off itself.
Luo Wushuang pinched his left fingers into a flower, gathering all the Finger Force into them, only to suddenly withdraw:
"Farewell!!"
Unable to break the Undying Golden Body, [Thousands Unite, All Force to One] couldn’t function effectively against such Protective Divine Skill.
Earlier he tried, finding the Protective Gang Qi to be exceedingly stable, seemingly extending outward but truly retracting within, rejecting external threats while guarding internally, the rebounded force taken into his palm was all his own Finger Force, not a shred belonged to Chu Qing.
Continuing this fight, he would exhaust himself while Chu Qing remained unharmed. It was utterly unwinnable.
With this Protective Divine Skill, Chu Qing stood invincible.
In that case, what’s the point of fighting anymore!
Immediately, he turned and left, not looking back.
"Trying to leave?"
Chu Qing let out a hearty laugh:
"Wishful thinking!!"
Both palms rotated, the roar of dragons instantly resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.
With Great Shift of Heaven and Earth infused into [Nine Chapters of Divine Jade], Chu Qing’s martial arts once again improved by leaps and bounds.
Wen Fusheng’s martial arts, within the whole of South Ridge, probably ranked among the top ten.
Yet just by pushing a door, he got rebounded by the force, flung dozens of yards away, crashing through walls and falling outside.
It could be seen just how terrifying Chu Qing’s Inner Power had become!?
His [Nine Chapters of Divine Jade] had crossed into the cusp of the Thirteenth Layer, though not yet reaching Great Perfection, he had truly refined his knowledge to perfection through this battle.
Now, as his arms spread wide, displaying Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
The dragon-shaped shadow emerged along with the Palm Momentum, every scale and horn vividly clear.
The mighty aura and sound surged forth, causing thunder to roll from all sides.
Where it passed, it rumbled and exploded incessantly.
In one respect, Luo Wushuang wasn’t wrong; regardless of whether someone framed or set up this situation, after this event, Chu Qing harbored no good impression of Taiheng Sect.
Regarding those elders from Taiheng Sect who blindly listened and obeyed, as if their brains were wired backward, he did not wish even to glance at them.
In front of this Sword Pavilion, he made his move without the slightest reservation, and the first to suffer was not Luo Wushuang.
But the Sword Pavilion itself!
A cracking sound was heard, and the doorway was shattered by the residual Palm Force, half the wall blown open.
Luo Wushuang spun around, seeing this scene, his expression drastically changed.
With alternating finger strikes, in an instant, who knew how many Fingers he unleashed!
Yet in the face of Chu Qing’s palm strike, it was utterly ineffective.
Within a thought, he took a deep breath, his left hand pinching a flower, reaching out towards the dragon’s head.
Witnessing this overwhelmingly fierce Palm Force transforming into streams of white energy between his Flower Pinch, drawn into his palm.
Yet Luo Wushuang’s expression was by no means relaxed!
A lace of almost pale complexion already suffused with a purplish bruise, as with the constant absorbing of Palm Force, blood flowed from his orifices.
Eventually stomping fiercely on the ground, producing a cracking sound, as though bearing an unbearable weight.
The bones throughout him began to faintly groan under the strain.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"
Luo Wushuang’s hair-binding broke apart, hair standing on end, suddenly shouted:
"[Thousands Unite, All Force to One]!!
"Die!!!!"
With a remote point of his right finger, the winds and clouds drastically changed.
Vast power transformed into a giant finger shadow, the sudden emergence crumbling the Sword Pavilion’s outer walls and sending tiles flying.
Perhaps due to the weight of the force encased within the Finger Force, its approach wasn’t swift, merely pressing steadily towards Chu Qing.
Where it traversed, frost spread in all directions.
At that moment, the boomerang finally returned, forcing Chu Qing to confront his own power directly.
And at this very same time, a seductive voice suddenly sounded in his ear from behind:
"Good brother, you seem to be in a tough spot."