Chapter Fifty-Four: Only Fast Not Broken

  "Not bad, it's indeed 'Finger Magic'!" You Lan saw Song Qing Shu somewhat lost in thought and couldn't help but remind him, "Be careful, Young Master Song."

  The voice had just arrived, and Yu Lan snapped her fingers, a small stone flying through the air.

  Seeing the flying stone, Song Qingchu slightly frowned and lightly tapped his right foot on the ground, but he had already launched Wudang Tiejian's Zhongyun Flash.

  Youlan smiled slightly at the sight, but her hands didn't stop, and a stream of pebbles shot out from her hand, striking Song Qing's major acupoints all over his body.

  "This won't do!" Although Song Qing was forced to use his lightness skill to dodge the Finger of Godly Shooting by You Lan, he was secretly thinking of a plan.

  "My abilities were originally inferior to hers, if I don't think of a way out, continuing like this, my own abilities will eventually be exhausted, at that time, I'm afraid I can only surrender."

  "But how can we turn the tide?" Song Qing's brow furrowed tightly. "Even the 'Rouyun Swordsmanship' that specializes in using softness to overcome stiffness was broken by her."

  "If only I had a way to attack from a distance, I would have practiced the 'Great Power Vajra Finger' technique. Otherwise, I wouldn't be in this predicament with no solution." Song Qing thought regretfully, then suddenly came back to his senses and couldn't help but laugh at himself. How could he still think about these things when he was currently stuck in a stalemate?

  Song Qing shook his head, suddenly stopped, and a delighted expression appeared on his face.

  Alas, just then, Yu Lan cried out in concern, "Ah! Be careful!"

  Right behind it a small stone flew through the air. Song Qing Shu wanted to dodge but it was already too late.

  Just as Youlan thought Song Qing would be seriously injured again, she was filled with regret. But unexpectedly, all she heard was a "thud" sound.

  As expected, Song Qing was indeed blown away by 'Dian Zhi Shen Tong'.

  But unlike what was imagined, Song Qing did not fall to the ground with severe injuries, vomiting blood nonstop. Instead, he retreated over a dozen steps before stopping, his sword scabbard hitting the ground.

  You Lan saw this, full of astonished expression, the power of "Dian Zhi Shen Tong", she knew that even if someone's skills were deeper than hers, they wouldn't dare to resist with their physical body. But Song Qing Shu was hit by "Dian Zhi Shen Tong" and flew away, yet he didn't have a single hair out of place, how could this not make people feel surprised?

  You said Song Qing's book would not be seriously injured, but it was thanks to the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong".

  This martial art is indeed worthy of being the Esoteric Sect's Supreme Guardian Deity Technique, even if it had been struck by an ultimate technique like 'Finger Flick Divine Ability', it would still be unscathed. Of course, this was due to You Lan's insufficient mastery of the technique, and the power of 'Finger Flick Divine Ability' hadn't fully manifested. But then again, had he himself successfully cultivated the 'Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique'?

  "Haha, great." Song Qingchu personally tried the power of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" and couldn't help but laugh, "Indeed, it didn't disappoint me."

  Song Qingchu immediately raised his head and looked at Youlan, saying "Next, I will counterattack. Be careful, Miss Youlan."

  "Alright." Although it was still very strange that Song Qing didn't get hurt, You Lan suppressed the curiosity in her heart and said loudly.

  Song Qing nodded slightly, then suddenly became serious, lifted one foot and vanished instantly, a flash of green light appeared.

  Youlan was shocked, and saw a flash of green light in front of her eyes. This sword had reached her chest, it came so quickly. At this moment, she felt a chill in her heart, and immediately put away her contemptuous intention.

  With a concentrated gaze, he clearly saw the situation, and as he sidestepped, he realized that there was no time to use his Finger Magic. He took a step forward, and with one palm, struck towards Song Qing's chest.

  This palm technique has a similar effect to the previously performed 'Falling Petal Sword Technique'. When performed, it is like falling petals scattered everywhere, while the palm force is condensed and not dispersed, with a sharp intention, like a sharp sword.

  Needless to say, Song Qingchu also knew that this was the "Falling Petal Divine Sword Palm". The "Falling Petal Sword Technique" used by Youlan earlier was a sword technique derived from the Falling Petal Divine Sword Palm by Huang Yaoshi.

  Song Qing saw the situation and didn't force it, immediately dodging to the side and moving to Youlan's flank. During this brief moment of stable movement, his hands didn't stop, and he had already stabbed at Youlan with over a dozen swords.

  Youlan saw him flash out a dozen swords in the blink of an eye, and she couldn't help but secretly take another shock. She had thought that Song Qing's first sword just now was fast because he wanted to gain the upper hand, thinking of catching her off guard.

  But as it is said, 'one drumbeat of energy, the second weakens, and the third exhausts', I originally thought that it was just the first sword, as long as I could hold on to the first sword, it would be my turn to counterattack. However, I didn't expect Song Qing's subsequent sword strike to be even faster. Moreover, there were no extra moves or variations, just a simple and straightforward thrust. He consecutively struck ten or more times, each one swift and relentless, making it extremely difficult for anyone to parry.

  Youlan is already a rare talent in the Jianghu at a young age, and he is also one of the Five Absolutes of the Southern Song Dynasty, Dong Xie Huang Yaoshi. He can be said to have a deep family learning. However, he has never seen swordsmanship like Song Qing's before.

  Engaging in a fierce battle, most people would exchange blows and dismantle each other's moves. But Song Qingyu was not like that at all; he simply charged forward with his sword, striking straightforwardly. However, this approach allowed him to move incredibly fast. No matter how exquisite your technique might be, when faced with this sword style, you'd find it difficult to land a hit, and ultimately, the outcome would depend on who could strike faster.

  A flash of green light appeared before her eyes, and the dozen or so swords almost simultaneously stabbed at her. Youlan was forced to retreat step by step, but the "Falling Petal Divine Sword Palm" could no longer be unleashed.

  Although it was just an ordinary practice session, but having reached this point, You Lan couldn't help but be stirred up by a competitive spirit.

  "Is it just you who has never had a quick attack?"

  With this thought in mind, his body movements changed accordingly.

  But then Yu Lan's footwork paused for a moment, followed by an unexpected kick. Song Qing Book was shocked, not thinking that Yu Lan still had leg technique in her body, and actually attacked her own lower three roads, having a brief pause for a moment.

  It was just an instant, but Youlan caught it. A master's move, the outcome was decided in an instant. Only to see Youlan's hands and feet coming out together.

  The hand still wielded the 'Falling Petal Divine Sword Palm', but as it came, it was like falling petals scattered everywhere, with palm shadows in all directions, five false and one true, or eight false and one true. It was like a sudden strong wind rising in a peach forest, causing countless flowers to fall at once. Although the movement was elegant and seemed to be dancing lightly, the palm was sharp as a sword.

  And what was being displayed on his feet was precisely the 'Whirlwind Sweeping Leaves Leg' that Huang Yaoshi later created for his own disciples.

  With hands and feet moving in unison, for a moment, the field was filled with clapping shadows, leg shadows flying and dancing in the air.

  "Good!" Song Qing saw this, but instead of being worried, he was even more eager for battle.

  As soon as his voice fell, he exerted himself to the fullest and launched a swift sword attack. For a moment, the shadows of his palms, legs, sword, and body intertwined, making it hard to distinguish one from another.

  Half a sound, palm shadow, leg shadow, sword shadow, human shadow gradually dispersed, leaving only the falling leaves flying.

  In the arena, Song Qing Shu had his sword pressed against You Lan's neck, panting heavily. You Lan was also drenched in sweat.

  Song Qing returned his three-foot green sword. The two of them looked at each other for a moment before suddenly bursting into loud laughter.