Jiang Manying

Chapter 261 Autumn Chill versus Zhou Wushuang

"Why is Han Yiqiu, the Saintess of the Han clan's Demonic Path, stepping forward to defend Chen Jiuyang?"

"Heh, you don't know yet? This Han Yiqiu's dao companion is Chen Jiuyang. The third prince, Zhou Wushuang, insulted her dao companion and acted like a coward, so how could she swallow that insult?"

Han Yiqiu's name was always Han Yiqiu to the public; only those close to her knew her true name.

Autumn Yihan was dressed in a moon-white long skirt, her figure tall and slender, with fragrant skin and jade-like complexion. Some martial artists with weaker souls or less self-control, upon seeing Chen Jiuyang, felt their blood surge and noses bleed.

"Heh heh." Zhou Wushuang saw Qiu Yihan, licked his lips, and sneered, "A peerless beauty like you can only be matched by me. Following Chen Jiuyang, that little bastard, is truly casting pearls before swine."

"It seems you're still a virgin. After Xi Butui kills Chen Jiuyang today, I'll have my father, the King, propose to your Han clan."

Qiu Yihan's beautiful eyes flashed with killing intent, and she coldly and charmingly exclaimed, "Daydreaming."

With that, the Han Ling Sword in her hand was unsheathed. Qiu Yihan's true qi surged, and a sword qi directly slashed towards Zhou Wushuang.

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"How rash! Yihan shouldn't have paid attention to Zhou Wushuang's provocation. Zhou Wushuang is also a top talent and martial arts cultivator among the younger generation. He also consumed the Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir bestowed by King Tianjing Longjing upon his promotion to the Heaven Realm. His strength has likely improved significantly. Although Yihan has entered the Earth Realm through a divine enlightenment, it's still too short a time. If she loses, it's fine, but if she wins against Zhou Wushuang, Zhou Fangzun will likely find ways to make things difficult for her."

Elder Han's expression suddenly changed as he saw Qiu Yihan impulsively engage Zhou Wushuang in combat.

"It's alright," the Chen family patriarch said. "Even with Zhou Fangzun present, if Zhou Wushuang loses after publicly humiliating our young master Chen's reputation, Zhou Fangzun won't have a reason to deal with us."

"This scoundrel Xi Butui, if it weren't for him, how could all this trouble have arisen today?" Feng Hanhou cursed angrily.

Yao Qianhe's expression was grim. "The root cause is still Zhou Fangzun. If Zhou Fangzun hadn't instigated Xi Butui, these things wouldn't have happened. I'm truly curious, what is Zhou Fangzun trying to plot in my humble Yao family?"

Lin Buwen said, "We'll discuss this later. The immediate priority is to wait for Jiuyang to appear and await the outcome of his battle with Xi Butui today."

Everyone slowly nodded, their hearts filled with worry as they waited.

"Hahaha, Saintess of the Han clan, you dare to challenge me, you'll probably have to be obediently pinned down by me."

Zhou Wushuang laughed heartily, his figure flashing, easily dodging Qiu Yihan's attack. Then, his powerful true qi condensed into form, and he struck Qiu Yihan with a palm:

"Town South Palm!"

The sharp true qi, carrying Zhou Wushuang's divine soul true intent, swept towards Qiu Yihan.

Although Qiu Yihan had martial arts cultivation, her martial arts experience was truly insufficient. Facing Zhou Wushuang's offensive, her expression remained calm. She used the Han Ling Sword to meet Zhou Wushuang's divine intent technique, and another icy sword qi was unleashed.

"Bang—"

Zhou Wushuang's divine intent technique was immediately broken by Qiu Yihan, and the sound of true qi explosion echoed at the scene.

"Something is strange!" Zhou Wushuang's brow furrowed as his divine intent technique was broken. Although Qiu Yihan's martial arts cultivation and experience were inferior to his, her offensive power was extremely strong, even faintly carrying a sense of swallowing yang and transforming yin, making him hesitate to unleash his divine intent technique again.

Could this be one of the effects of the Heavenly Charm Physique, swallowing yang and transforming yin?

After breaking Zhou Wushuang's divine intent technique, Qiu Yihan did not give him a chance to continue his arrogance. Her delicate body moved, holding the Han Ling Sword, she rushed to Zhou Wushuang's front and thrust her sword, aiming directly for Zhou Wushuang's vital points.

Qiu Yihan also knew how to gauge her strength.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Qiu Yihan had her trump cards, and so did Zhou Wushuang. Facing Qiu Yihan's close-quarters attacks, his entire body's true qi vibrated, and he could actually block the offensive of the Han Ling Sword, deflecting it. This was something even Chen Jiuyang had not been able to achieve. With such a good father as Zhou Fangzun, Zhou Wushuang could advance much more easily in martial arts than others.

To the surprise of tens of thousands of people present, after dozens of exchanges, Qiu Yihan did not show any signs of being at a disadvantage.

This made the tense Elder Han secretly let out a sigh of relief.

"Buzz—"

"Boom—"

Qiu Yihan unleashed a sword qi, and Zhou Wushuang also struck Qiu Yihan with a palm from a distance. After their true qi and divine intent clashed, both retreated several steps, neither gaining the upper hand.

"This Saintess of the Han clan's Heavenly Charm Physique is indeed extraordinary. It seems I can't hold back anymore. Otherwise, if I were truly defeated by this little girl in front of everyone, it would surely bring shame to my father, the King."

Looking at Qiu Yihan again, Zhou Wushuang's eyes no longer held any hidden intentions, replaced by a gloomy expression. Then, his eyes turned cold, and he drew a large saber from his waist. His divine soul and true qi surged violently within him:

"Today, I will let you people of these decadent and corrupt clans and sects see what contemporary martial arts are!"

Zhou Wushuang flew through the air, standing in mid-air, wielding his saber with extreme speed, creating afterimages. A powerful aura emanated from him:

"Town South Martial Art—General's Saber!"

His robust true qi and divine soul condensed into a divine intent technique, an unconcealable dominance sweeping out. It was as if the roars of clashing weapons and horses could be heard!

Zhou Wushuang's actions drew the attention of tens of thousands of people present, many with expressions of surprise.

The Town South Martial Art was a martial arts technique that could directly lead to the Heaven Realm, and it was also the foundational technique of King Zhou Fangzun of Zhennan.

Qiu Yihan slightly raised her chin, gazing at the 'General's Saber' displayed by Zhou Wushuang. A look of solemnity appeared in her beautiful eyes, as she could feel the dominant and powerful intent within this move.

She dared not be careless any longer. The Han Ling Sword in her hand trembled slightly, and the true qi and divine soul power within her also surged. A phantom of an ice lotus condensed on the Han Ling Sword. Qiu Yihan slightly opened her lips:

"Supreme Forgetfulness Dao—Heartbreak Lotus!"

It was only now that Qiu Yihan revealed her martial arts path.

Then, this phantom of an ice lotus transformed into a cold light and, under the gaze of countless eyes, collided fiercely with Zhou Wushuang's 'General's Saber'.

"Bang—"

A huge sound reverberated through the air.

"Heh, ancient and decadent martial arts moves, what use do they have in today's era?"

Zhou Wushuang's eyes were filled with mockery. However, his sneer did not last long. His face froze stiffly because his General's Saber divine intent technique was frozen by Qiu Yihan's divine intent technique. And after the cold light of the ice lotus phantom passed through his General's Saber, it shot towards him.

"Boom!"

After the ice lotus phantom struck Zhou Wushuang, he felt a terrifying coldness that seemed to devour and freeze his blood qi.

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people, Zhou Wushuang fell to the ground in a disheveled state, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

This astonished countless people.

And Zhou Fangzun and his consort, seated on the distant mountain peak, remained expressionless, showing no reaction.

Zhou Wushuang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes gloomy. Then, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes, and he took out a black-red pill and swallowed it, his aura suddenly becoming violent.