Chapter 9: Getting Rich (Part 1)
Duan Zhen Tian's body turned halfway, the knife momentum was so strong that he couldn't change his move, and he had no choice but to put down his body and strike Xiao Si's chest with a fierce palm.
This kind of life-exchanging blow is undoubtedly a great loss for someone of his status, but since it's a matter of life and death, he should first avoid this calamity.
Who would have thought that Xiao Si's completely ruthless palm strike would shake the heavens and wither the trees, and Yuquan Knife "pffft" sound again opened a deep blood groove on his waist that could see bone.
"Bang!" Duan Zhen Tian's palm was slightly tilted, only hitting Xiao Si's left arm. His hand felt a chill to the bone, and he secretly exclaimed: "This kid actually has a treasure robe protecting his body!"
His palm strength gushed out, attempting to pierce through the Hundred Wars Frost Robe and enter Xiao Si's body. Unexpectedly, the three acupoints on Xiao Si's left arm suddenly erupted, and a swirling cloud of starlight devoured Duan Shentian's palm energy, leaving not a single trace!
It wasn't until now that the two had their first head-on confrontation, which ended with Duan Zhen Tian getting injured again.
Duan Zhen Tian's eyes turned crimson red, his true yuan bursting forth as he wielded the You Quan knife. He swung the treasured blade in his hand and struck out once more.
Xiao Si still ignored him, with a fierce and powerful fighting style that seemed to say "I'll take your life for mine", flipping the Youquan knife to counterattack.
"Pffft!" Blood flowers splattered, Duan Zhen Tian was struck by another knife. Fortunately, his skills were deep and profound, otherwise his right arm would have been disabled by the blade's edge hitting his collarbone.
Similarly, Xiao Si was also stabbed with a knife, but due to the protection of Bai Zhan Xue Yi, only the knife gas penetrated, and in an instant, Liu Shi Qi He Luo Xing Yun dissipated.
Duan Zhen Tian's eyes turned red with rage, and he swung his knife recklessly, leaving no chance for Xiao Si to play any more tricks.
Xiao Si showed no fear at all, completely disregarding the difficulty of cutting through the blade, and with a burst of energy, he chopped down fiercely, shaking the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over ten moves, and Duan Zhentian had become a bloody man. Xiao Si's Hundred Battles Frosty Clothes were also split by Du Nandao, with fresh blood dripping from his body.
Duan Zhen Tian was shocked and horrified to discover that he was actually at a disadvantage in this fight!
On the one hand, he had to exert nearly five times his usual strength to suppress the poison wound, and also take into account the changes in the Wuyue Zhenhai symbol and the Jiuyou Yinyin. On the other hand, the "Jintou Shijiu Dao" he used seemed unpredictable, but its killing power was actually not impressive, as every time the blade fell, it only hit places outside of the vital areas.
"When drawing a sword, reserve three parts of one's strength; when sparing someone, spare them indeed." Suddenly, he recalled the mantra of the Golden Summit Nineteenth Sword. His heart sank. It is worth noting that this set of swordsmanship was created by an Emei monk who attained enlightenment hundreds of years ago. How could a compassionate and merciful heart create a sword that takes lives?
This weakness was not unknown, and indeed he had often boasted of his "mercy in victory", but who would have thought that today's bloody battle with Xiao Si would turn it into a fatal flaw.
No matter how hard he tried, even if he hacked at his opponent with all his might, the one who would end up getting hurt was never the one he intended to harm. Moreover, Xiao Si had the double protection of the Hundred Battles Frost Clothes and the 64 Hexagrams River Map Star Clouds, so the actual damage he received was quite limited.
He thought for a moment and then his face turned cold as he said: "No way, I have to change my sword route to take his life!"
How could this set of Golden Top Nineteenth Blade, which he had cultivated for over fifty years and had already merged into his bones, be changed or altered at will?
At this time, Geng Nan Yi and others below the stage had already seen through the situation, and they all showed excitement.
Just a little while ago, if someone had told them that Xiao Si would defeat Duan Shentian, the leader of the Guanluo Escort Agency, so badly that he would be covered in blood, everyone would have thought they were crazy.
But now, a miracle that no one believed in has happened incredibly before our eyes.
Wan'er only felt that her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She couldn't see clearly the intense battle situation in the Nine Yin and Yang Array, but she could infer a hint of information from the changes in Geng Nanxing's and Xia Peiheng's expressions and their occasional low conversations, and also knew that at this moment, Xiao Si was not only not defeated, but had gained the upper hand, beating Duan Zhentian to the point where he was covered in wounds.
Her breathing also stopped abruptly, from time to time looking at the incense stick on the table that was burning slowly, but so far it had only burned less than a third.
Her small hands were icy cold, tightly grasping Mrs. Geng's arm, praying repeatedly in her heart for Xiao Si.
The surroundings were quiet and silent, with 99% of the people having placed their bets on Duan Zhen Tian. They naturally did not wish for Xiao Si to win and did not believe that Xiao Si would win at all!
Suddenly a loud and earth-shaking howl came from the stage, he exerted his strength to throw out the Du Nandao, and unexpectedly changed his strategy to rely on his bare fists to fight against Xiao Si!
Xiao Si flipped the Youquan knife, "ding" cutting onto the incoming Du Nan knife. Instantly, his right arm went numb and his tiger's mouth opened, the short knife in his hand flying out with a loud noise.
Duan Zhen Tian let out a thunderous roar, his two fists raised in unison as he unleashed the secret technique of Ci En Temple, "Wei Tuo Chui", striking Xiao Si's chest with a powerful blow.
Xiao Si felt himself entering a strange state. On the one hand, the hot blood and star energy in his body were boiling and raging, wildly howling and venting, completely forgetting about pain and life and death; on the other hand, his spirit and heart became increasingly calm and clear, without joy, anger, fear or sorrow.
These two completely different feelings, like ice and fire, two extremes of heaven and earth, constantly impacted his mind. Every move of the opponent's attack, every little change in the battle, was infinitely magnified and slowed down, becoming extremely clear.
On the edge of life and death, his potential was gradually stimulated and excavated. The various epiphanies gained from months of cultivation flowed through his mind like a clear spring, and many long-standing puzzles were suddenly clarified.
When did life-and-death duels become a kind of enjoyment? Like drinking strong wine, it clears away all distractions, and in one's eyes and heart, there is only the enemy, this battlefield!
He gazed at Duan Zhen Tian's double fists attacking him, and he made his first dodge. He stepped on the Qingyun boots and activated the Thirty-six Heavenly Circles Body Method to retreat quickly, while secretly casting the "Immobilization Seal" with his palms.
Duan Zhen Tian let out a loud shout and took big strides forward, his iron fists flying back and forth in a fierce attack that was as unstoppable as a stormy rain.
"Bang bang bang!" Xiao Si was caught off guard and stumbled left and right, instantly landing three punches that left him reeling.
Duan Zhen Tian's eyes turned blood red and he didn't stop, just about to move forward to take advantage of the situation and end this kid's life. Suddenly, a faint "ding" sound was heard, and around him rose a cluster of black threads that seemed to exist and not exist at the same time.
"Ahhh——" A strange chill invaded his skin, piercing through to his soul, in the blink of an eye, his meridians were sealed and his pulse was frozen, causing his mind to be disordered, his fist movement involuntarily stiffened and slowed down.
"Not good, it's a trap!" Duan Zhen Tian's heart skipped a beat as he suddenly realized that Xiao Si had set up an ambush on his retreat route. In his haste to escape, he hadn't noticed and had stepped right into it.
He hastily spat out air and shouted, urging the true yuan to disperse the surrounding black air, hugging the yuan to guard against the invading chill that threatened to overwhelm his spirit platform.
Just this delay, the little four took advantage of the opportunity to adjust his breath, and like a fierce tiger shooting out of the gate, he pounced forward with a White Tiger Fist.
Duan Zhen Tian's reaction was disrupted by the Immobilization Curse, and he was slightly slower than usual. He still managed to land a punch, but it clashed with Xiao Si's White Tiger Fist in a narrow alley, resulting in a loud "bang" as they exchanged blows.
Although his strength was only half of what it was in its heyday, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. Duan Zhen Tian's Vajra pestle force surged into Xiao Si's left arm like a tsunami, and the faint sound of his finger bones "cracking" could be heard.
Geng Nan Yi exclaimed: "Damn it, how can we go head-to-head with Duan Zhen Tian?!"
Xia Peiheng also stomped his foot and sighed: "This is trouble, trying to turn the situation around will be as difficult as ascending to heaven!"
It's essential to know that a master's duel is full of subtle changes, and a single moment of carelessness can lead to fatal danger. How could someone like Xiao Si, who uses weakness to overcome strength, afford to make even the slightest mistake?
Some families are happy, some families worry. In the midst of the sudden explosion of suppressed cheers and applause from the Luoyang Bureau camp, someone shouted loudly: "Chief Commander, kill!"
Duan Zhen Tian's spirits were greatly lifted upon hearing the words, but unexpectedly, he saw a burst of black mist suddenly emerge from the gap between Xia Si's fractured fingers, like a maggot attached to bone, flowing up his iron fist in reverse and seeping into his wounds.
Duan Zhen Tian's thinking was ultimately half a beat slower than before. He first stared blankly, then said: "You dare to poison and secretly plot against me?!"
"Unseen, this is my exclusive treasure 'Bai Mo Ye Ku Symbol', you just enjoy it well... Ah, damn, it's really painful!" He said, while continuously shaking his left hand and sucking in cold air.
Duan Zhen Tian finally came back to his senses, hastily mobilizing his energy to defend against the black mist that had seeped into his body. But as soon as the black mist entered his body, it instantly dissipated and transformed into illusory demonic shadows that directly attacked his spiritual platform.
"Boom——" The sound of thousands of mournful and ear-piercing wails echoed beside Duan Chen's ears, his brain felt like it was about to explode with intense pain, his mind scattered and his spirit sank, the expression on his face changed rapidly, in an instant he became as stiff as stone with eyes emitting a strange light, his Dao heart invaded by evil intentions.
"Little dog, you're so cunning!" Duan Zhen Tian let out a furious roar, barely gathering his wits to drive his fists like a trapped beast pouncing back at Xiao Si.
Xiao Siyi let out a cold laugh, easily dodging Duan Zhentian's clumsy punches and swiftly closing in with a flying kick "Boom boom boom" The seven consecutive kicks of the Vermilion Bird struck Duan Zhentian's chest mercilessly.
Duan Zhen Tian stumbled backward, his chest and ribs shattered, spewing out a mouthful of blood as the Lingtai shook violently, leaving him unable to resist the brutal assault of the hundred demons' wailing night.
Xiao Si borrowed the force of his kick to flip over and retreat, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam and viciously saying: "One incense stick? I don't need half an incense stick to send you to the afterlife!"
Before the words fell, the Bodhi sand that lost the master's heart and mind scattered like rain. The Wuyue Zhenhai symbol and Jiuyou Yin Yan took advantage of the emptiness to enter from all sides, pressing towards Duan Zhentian from top to bottom.
Duan Zhen Tian stood there in a daze, completely unaware of how to dodge or defend himself. The sunken area on his chest was violently convulsing, and mouthfuls of fresh blood were being squeezed out of his mouth.
The applause and cheers that had just erupted suddenly stopped, while the audience was left stunned, momentarily forgetting to applaud.
On the quiet slope of the cross, due to the life-and-death contract signed by both parties in advance, no matter what situation arises, unless one party admits defeat, no one can terminate it, let alone come on stage to rescue.
But Duan Zhen Tian's consciousness had already dissipated, how could he think of admitting defeat and seeking help? Moreover, with his identity and status, letting him admit defeat like this was no different from death.
It was at this moment that a shrill whistle pierced through everyone's eardrums, also breaking the silence on the Cross Slope. Yuwen Cheng suddenly sprang up and in the time it takes for lightning to flash, he had already appeared within the Nine Underworlds Yin-Yang Array!
