Chapter 2 The Three Factions of the Second Floor

The five sect leaders of the Second Floor Three Factions were all top experts with profound skill and outstanding martial arts. It was hard to imagine that these five people would simultaneously attack and besiege one person together.

But at this moment, this scene had become a reality.

Shang Fei had already left Lin Chang's side and arrived on the roof next to him, forming a confrontational stance with Miao Shaoqing and Su Shang.

As for Lin Chang's side, only the sounds of wind and thunder were heard, and the shadows of swords danced and the wind of palms rose. Five extremely swift figures were already circling around him in a fierce battle.

The five sect leaders' movements were either as graceful as startled geese or as powerful as swimming dragons. Their coordination was also quite tacit, with attacks and defenses, advances and retreats, all mutually supporting each other. So, experts are experts; after a few brief probing moves, they were able to gain some understanding of each other's fighting styles.

Logically speaking, the person being besieged by these five working together, even if they had three heads and six arms, would probably find it difficult to last even a short while. But the terrifying thing was... that at this moment, the one gaining the upper hand was actually Lin Chang, who was surrounded in the middle.

In his left hand, the Duanxue Sword (Broken Snow Sword) radiated a frosty aura, with magnificent moves; in his right hand, the Wuming Sword (Nameless Sword) was as swift as lightning, sharp and ruthless.

Lin Chang's left and right hands were actually using two different sword techniques, and these two were clearly Ye Cheng's "Ye Family Swordplay" and Xie San's "Fast Nameless Sword."

This feat left the five sect leaders and the martial artists watching the battle on the street all dumbfounded.

The art of ambidexterity was a legendary martial art in this world. It was said that a certain female knight errant could use this technique to simultaneously perform the Quanzhen Swordplay and the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Swordplay. In the eyes of this group of people today, this was already an impossible divine skill.

And the scene before them was even more astonishing. The two sets of sword techniques used by the legendary female knight errant were at least both ones she had learned. But the two sets of sword techniques that Lin Chang was currently using were both skills he could not possibly have learned.

Then there was only one explanation...

"Xiao Wu Xiang Gong (Minor Formless Skill)?" In the crowd, it was Murong Ying who saw the clue and exclaimed in surprise.

"What? Wu Xiang (Formless)?" "What kind of skill is that?" "I've never heard of it." Clearly, even those old Jianghu veterans had never heard of this martial art.

"'Xiao Wu Xiang Gong' is a supreme inner skill of the Daoist school, which emphasizes purity, tranquility, non-action, and spiritual wandering. When activated, it is formless and traceless. Those who possess this skill, as long as they know the moves of other martial arts, can rely on the unparalleled power of the Xiao Wu Xiang Gong to imitate the unique skills of others, even surpassing them..." Murong Ying was quite dedicated in her role as a explanation NPC.

However, her remarks only served to further panic the crowd...

"Hahaha..." Although Lin Chang was far from Murong Ying, he heard every word that came from that side. He laughed upon hearing this, and with the swords in his hands each drawing a semicircle in mid-air, the sword energy bloomed and easily forced back the five people around him.

"Your guess is close, but not quite right..." Lin Chang said, "My skill is a hundred times stronger than Xiao Wu Xiang Gong!" Before he finished speaking, he moved, instantly closing in on Song Kuan, the leader of the Renwu Faction.

Lin Chang threw the Wuming Sword into the air, freeing his right hand, and with a single palm strike, a hegemonic blast of gangqi (internal energy) slammed towards Song Kuan's abdomen.

"Trying to defeat us one by one, are you..." Song Kuan did not dodge. His dense internal energy was best at borrowing strength and turning it against the attacker, using softness to overcome strength. Therefore, he was very confident that he could take Lin Chang's blow and counter it. "Hmph... you asked for it, Force Turning Energy Return, Twice the Strength Back to Yourself, Four Ounces Deflects a Thousand Pounds!"

A moment later, with a bang, a terrifying scene occurred.

Song Kuan's upper body was blown into a cloud of blood mist... The leader of the Renwu Faction, despite being fully prepared and confidently channeling his energy to defuse the attack, was blasted into a complete and utter corpse by a single palm strike.

As Song Kuan's lower limbs rolled off the roof, Lin Chang calmly reached out and steadily caught the Wuming Sword that had fallen from the sky.

"Good idea, but first... you have to have four ounces," Lin Chang laughed. "Secondly, my move can't be less than a thousand pounds."

The entire scene was stunned, and only one person, after hearing his words, actually laughed out loud.

Clap clap clap clap... That person even applauded Lin Chang.

"Good, very good, truly worthy of the Tai Xu Wu Xiang Da Fa (Great Formless Skill of the Grand Void), impressive." Feng Bujue emerged from the crowd, or rather, the surrounding crowd moved away from him...

"Oh? It's you..." Lin Chang's expression changed slightly when he saw Feng Bujue. "Liaozhu (Lodge Master) Feng is indeed extraordinary. Someone who doesn't even have common sense about martial arts can actually speak the name of the divine skill I practice." He said darkly, "People like you... the fewer in this world, the better."

"Yes... people like me..." Feng Bujue replied calmly, "Are not only different from the crowd, but also must die!"

"Hahahaha..."

"Hahahaha!"

These two ignored everyone else and laughed at each other. Lin Chang was full of demonic energy, fierce and terrifying; Jue-Ge was insane, unpredictable.

Regardless of their strength, in terms of momentum, they were simply not on the same dimension as everyone else...

"You surnamed Feng! Do you want to join Lin Chang and become a running dog of the imperial court?" In the crowd, Gongsun Li suddenly shouted. This guy was truly insidious, seizing every opportunity to put others to death.

"I understand, your Broken Sword Teahouse is actually a spy sent by the imperial court!" Shi Yanran's reaction was also quick, and she immediately used her imagination to fabricate accusations.

"Huh?" Feng Bujue turned his head. "Hehe... do the two of you even deserve to speak in this kind of situation?"

At this moment, there was no one standing around Feng Bujue. Gongsun Li and Shi Yanran jumped up and landed in front of him, forming a pincer formation, ready to attack.

Gongsun Li struck while the iron was hot, immediately preparing to incite the crowd to rush up and kill Feng Bujue. "Hmph! You can't deny it anymore, there are so many fellow martial artists here today, you just want to quibble..."

"There are so many fellow martial artists here, why are the two of you so eager to jump out?" Feng Bujue interrupted. "Are you feeling guilty, or do you have shit on you?" As he spoke, he took out a submachine gun from his luggage.

From Gongsun Li and Shi Yanran's point of view, Feng Bujue simply waved his hand in front of his chest, and a strangely shaped object appeared in his hand. This thing didn't look like a weapon at all, and they didn't know what it was for.

They would never guess the answer to this question, because Feng Bujue decisively pulled the trigger and shot them both.

The Second Head of the Wanhua Building and the Madam of the Building instantly became two corpses. The wounds on their bodies were just a few small, charred holes, but blood spurted out from those holes, and the corpses twitched strangely on the ground.

"Gongsun Qian! Your wife had an affair with Wang Ao. Two nights ago, she killed someone to silence them and was seen by me. So she and Gongsun Li destroyed the body and fled, intending to frame me. The next day, I used their plan against them and fabricated the process of killing Wang Ao, leaving them with no way out." After killing the two, Feng Bujue immediately shouted at Gongsun Qian on the roof, who had a look of astonishment on his face. "Believe it or not, if you're still alive after tonight and want to seek revenge on me, I'm always ready."

After pausing for a few seconds, Feng Bujue continued, "Now! You, everyone! Those who want to leave alive, get out of my way. Lin Chang is not someone you can deal with." He rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try. "Let the professionals handle it..."

"Ah—" Gongsun Qian suddenly roared at this moment. The building leader's reaction arc was a bit long. He only finished digesting Feng Bujue's first paragraph in his mind when Feng Bujue finished his second paragraph. Then he chose not to believe it and became furious. "Feng Bujue! You killed my junior brother and slandered my wife's reputation! Pay with your life!"

As soon as he said that, Gongsun Qian channeled all the evil energy in his dantian, brought the Wanhua Divine Skill to its peak, and descended from the sky, striking out with both fists, directly attacking Feng Bujue's face. At this moment, Gongsun Qian had lost his mind. This move was completely devoid of strategy and left no room for retreat, using all of his strength, determined to smash Feng Bujue into meat paste.

"Alas... a boor who doesn't recognize the big picture," a yin and soft voice sighed.

The voice arrived at the same time as the person. A white figure flashed out from the door of the Cangling Inn, approaching silently like a ghost. Its speed was so fast that even Lin Chang showed a look of surprise.

In an instant, Feng Bujue was taken away by the white shadow, resulting in a shifting position. Gongsun Qian's fists landed in empty space, and almost at the same second, he was gently pushed in the back with hidden force. This push was clever enough, borrowing the force of Building Leader Gongsun himself, making it impossible for him to stop and causing him to crash into the ground.

Gongsun Qian had no choice but to turn his fists into palms, barely supporting himself, and then flipped several times in the air before finally standing unsteadily. Although he looked unharmed on the surface, he had actually suffered quite serious internal injuries.

The white shadow's martial arts were clearly far above those of the Wanhua Building Leader. In just that lightning-fast exchange, Gongsun Qian had almost lost half of his combat power.

"It's him!" "How could it be..." "Who exactly is he..."

Amidst a burst of commotion, the shopkeeper of the Cangling Inn made a dazzling debut.

"Grand Eunuch is mighty, Feng admires you." Feng Bujue clasped his fists and bowed, his face full of flattery, and said to the shopkeeper.

"Hmph..." The shopkeeper snorted in a effeminate voice, "The thing in your hands, young man, is truly mighty. If there were no precautions, I'm afraid even that Great Hero Lin would have fallen for your tricks."

"Not so, not so." Feng Bujue smiled, picked up the gun, and strafed in the direction of Lin Chang, startling Ji Tong, Faming, and Zhong Lian, who scattered and jumped off the roof.

Lin Chang stood there motionless, and a black qi wall bloomed around him, deflecting all the bullets from the submachine gun.

"Even if he had no precautions, the Wu Xiang Mo Xin (Formless Demonic Heart) in his body would automatically resist such a potentially fatal surprise attack," Feng Bujue explained calmly.

At this moment, the onlookers were stunned again and again. The minds of those martial artists were basically echoing with these two questions: One, is this actually a battle between gods? Two, is this an illusion caused by air currents colliding, or am I drunk?