eurekapd Chapter 105 Strong Enemy
Chapter 105 Strong Enemy
Hearing this, Xie Yan nodded, rested her chin on her hand, looked down, and said, "He is indeed extraordinary, and right now, he hasn't even taken a weapon."
At this moment, Xiang Qingsheng below seemed to finally be willing to take the initiative to attack. He turned his palm and attacked He Shan's lower body.
He Shan was startled and quickly stopped his attack, trying to dodge to the side.
However, after the exertion he had just endured, his strength was waning, and his movements naturally slowed down.
Xiang Qingsheng seized the opportunity and slapped He Shan on the shoulder.
"Bam—"
A figure flew out from the dueling platform.
"Puff-"
He Shan sat on the ground, staring blankly at Xiang Qingsheng in front of him.
He seemed not to have realized that he had been defeated so easily.
Xiang Qingsheng stepped off the stage. Looking at the stunned He Shan, he extended his hand, smiled amicably, and said, "Thank you for your kind gesture."
He Shan looked up at Xiang Qingsheng, who was smiling at him, and felt a slight pain in his face.
He chuckled awkwardly, used the momentum to stand up, dusted off the hem of his clothes, and said, "Haha, Young Master Xiang's martial arts are superb. I admire you, I admire you."
Xiang Qingsheng still wore that gentle smile and said, "Brother, you flatter me. Your martial arts are also very impressive."
After exchanging a few more polite words, the two parted ways.
He Shan slunk back to the attic, where he was greeted by Xuan Feng and the others' undisguised laughter.
He Shan looked at the group of people laughing so hard they were practically falling over, his face darkened, and he said angrily, "Laughing, laughing, all you do is laugh, are you even brothers anymore!"
Seeing He Shan's agitated state, the group wisely suppressed their laughter.
Xuanfeng patted Heshan on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's alright, victory and defeat are common in war, nothing to worry about, brother."
Heshan: "...#&$@*#"
After laughing and joking for a while, the group continued watching the martial arts competition.
Having learned from He Shan's experience, those who had never seen Xiang Qingsheng make a move had a new assessment of his strength.
Judging from Xie Yan's words just now, this person hasn't even used a suitable weapon yet. If he were to use a weapon, his strength would probably increase to another level.
The group exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of apprehension in the other's eyes.
If Peach Fairy were to face him...
The group turned to look at Tao Xian, who seemed completely unperturbed, but she was intently watching the martial arts competition below, showing no sign of worry.
Yu Bai followed her gaze and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah!"
He pointed downwards and said, "Look, that man in white is coming up."
Upon hearing this, the others were indeed distracted and all craned their necks to look in the direction he was pointing.
Then, the white-clad man who had just stopped the burly man had somehow walked to the center of the arena.
He remained calm and composed, carrying a long sword on his back, standing there quietly.
But he was like a sword already drawn from its sheath, sharp and undeniable, impossible to ignore.
Xiang Qingsheng, who was about to leave, stopped in his tracks. He unusually put away his smile and stood by the stage watching the match with a slightly serious expression.
A moment later, a man in pink slowly walked up from the other end of the arena.
The woman was slender with a delicate face, and her waist swayed gracefully as she walked, making her exceptionally charming.
If you ignore her flat chest and prominent throat, at first glance you might mistake her for a pretty young lady.
This person was none other than the cross-dressing man among the Five Eccentrics of Youzhou.
After he stepped onto the stage, he first gave the man in white a flirtatious wink, and then said in a coquettish voice, "Young master, you are so handsome, I really can't bear to lay a hand on you."
The man's voice was both delicate and seductive, with the last syllable drawn out, giving listeners goosebumps.
"hiss--"
He Shan gasped, rubbing the goosebumps on his arm, and turned to Tao Xian, saying, "Tao Xian, he's even more womanly than you."
On the dueling platform, the white-clad man remained unmoved by the red-clad man's teasing.
Upon seeing this, the man in pink covered his mouth and chuckled a few more times, seemingly in no hurry to make a move.
Instead, she put her hands on her hips and circled around the man in white, sizing him up as she said, "Why don't you speak to me, young master? My name is Mu Ling. What's your name? Are you married?"
Hearing the vulgar and inappropriate words that kept coming out of his mouth, Yu Bai and the others in the attic couldn't help but twitch their lips.
"Is this person here to compete in martial arts, or to find a partner?"
But faced with these teasing remarks, the man in white merely glanced at Mu Ling indifferently, without showing the slightest dislike on his face.
He uttered only two words: "Nameless".
Mu Ling was stunned for a moment, then laughed happily, "So you are the nameless young master. Your name is unique, and you are so handsome. I really like you very much."
As he spoke, he pressed himself closer and closer.
"But looking at your physique, young master, you seem rather thin. It really makes me feel sorry for you."
When the two stood together, Wuming actually looked shorter than the slender Muling.
"But don't worry, young master, I will take good care of you later."
As he spoke, he suddenly moved with lightning speed, reaching out to touch Wuming's cheek.
But Wuming seemed to have anticipated this, and with a slight sway of his body, he dodged it.
Seeing this, Mu Ling chuckled a few times, and with a swift movement, she drew the whip from her waist and attacked Wuming.
"Young master, don't be shy. Let me take good care of you."
Mu Ling's whip was swift and rapid, making a "crackling" sound in the air that sent chills down one's spine.
But Wuming showed no panic in the face of this fierce attack, dodging rapidly and narrowly avoiding each attack.
Seeing that she couldn't break through after a long time, Mu Ling's face showed some impatience.
He stopped joking and instead became serious, intensifying his attack.
For a moment, the fighting platform was filled with whip shadows, and only two afterimages could be seen moving quickly, making it impossible to see the two people's figures clearly.
The people in the attic stared intently at the dueling platform, afraid of missing a single moment.
Xuanfeng watched Wuming nimbly move around with graceful movements and couldn't help but exclaim, "What amazing lightness skill!"
Even Tao Xian, who was standing to the side, nodded slightly and said, "This person's martial arts are quite impressive."
As Mu Ling's attacks became increasingly fierce, Wuming finally made a move.
As he swiftly dodged, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword on his back.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Wuming brandished his longsword to meet Muling's attacking whip.
"Snapped--"
Mu Ling kept swinging her hand, and the long whip, like a nimble snake, tightly wrapped around the sword in Wuming's hand.
Before Mu Ling could even show a smug smile, Wuming twisted his wrist, and the longsword trembled as well.
The next moment, the whip that was tightly wrapped around the longsword was instantly shattered by the sword energy.
The debris was blasted directly towards Mu Ling.
Amidst the debris, a sword pierced straight through, stopping just a second before it would pierce Mu Ling's neck.