PFC Chapter 203 Remnants of White Camel Mountain Manor
Chapter 203 Remnants of White Camel Mountain Manor
Duan Zhengchun put away his wine jug, stroked his beard, and gave the young swordsman a harmless smile.
The young swordsman gritted his teeth, brandished his sword, and charged at Duan Zhengchun once more. The two then engaged in a fierce exchange of blows on the dueling platform.
No matter how swift the young swordsman's moves were, Duan Zhengchun could easily deflect them, leaving the audience dumbfounded.
"He's been testing the waters; he hasn't used his full strength at all!"
On the high platform, the Golden Wheel Monk observed the situation on the dueling arena with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice.
"Who do you think will be the ultimate winner between the two of them?"
Kublai Khan stared intently at the two figures moving nimbly on the dueling platform, and slowly asked, a faint smile playing on his lips.
His attention was no longer on the young swordsman!
"It's impossible to make a judgment at the moment. This old monk needs to see what kind of person he is and how many more tricks he has up his sleeve!"
"Your Highness, if he were to win the martial arts competition, what would become of the leader of the martial arts alliance?"
The Golden Wheel Monk frowned and hesitated before speaking.
According to the pre-arranged plan, the leader of the martial arts alliance should have been that young swordsman. No one expected that such an inconspicuous but profound master would suddenly appear!
"We'll see. What I want is to recruit talented people widely. As for who is the leader of the martial arts alliance, that's not the most important thing!"
Kublai Khan smiled and said something meaningful.
The Golden Wheel Dharma King did not speak, but silently turned around and glanced at a tent in the distance with wind chimes hanging at its entrance.
On the dueling platform, Duan Zhengchun was still locked in a fierce battle with the young swordsman. Unable to gain the upper hand after a prolonged attack, the young swordsman's moves were clearly starting to become disorganized. Although his moves were even more ferocious than before, his mind was in disarray.
Seeing that the time was almost right, Duan Zhengchun sneered and suddenly switched from defense to offense, directly aiming at the young swordsman's wrist holding the knife with lightning speed!
A moment later, the young swordsman who had been relentlessly pursuing the attacker let out a muffled groan as his wrist, which was holding the sword, was struck instantly, leaving him no chance to dodge!
Seeing the snake-head knife slip from his hand and fall to the ground, the young swordsman hurriedly caught it with his left hand and then quickly stepped back!
"Didn't you just say that if you made the first move, I wouldn't even have a chance to make a move?"
"I think I've lost count of how many moves I've used..."
Duan Zhengchun smiled and slowly said something.
Upon hearing this, the young swordsman's face darkened, and he glared fiercely at Duan Zhengchun, his shock remaining unabated for a long time.
His entire right arm was now almost completely immobile! A sharp, piercing pain kept shooting through his wrist where he had been struck!
"It's a sword technique!"
At this moment, the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who was watching the battle from the high platform, suddenly said something and immediately frowned.
"What did you say?"
Kublai Khan turned to look at the excited Golden Wheel Monk and asked a question in confusion.
"He's using sword techniques!"
"He is Yin Zhiping!"
The Golden Wheel Dharma King immediately replied.
Upon hearing this, Kublai Khan's eyes lit up, and he stood up abruptly, looking once more at Duan Zhengchun on the dueling platform.
"Isn't it my turn now?"
On the dueling platform, Duan Zhengchun looked at the young swordsman with a mocking smile, said something with a cold laugh, and then rushed out like lightning, his cane attacking the young swordsman once again!
The young swordsman gritted his teeth, gripped his sword in his left hand, and charged forward without hesitation!
With the clang of metal striking metal, the snake-headed knife in the young swordsman's hand was instantly broken in two, and he was thrown backward and crashed heavily onto the dueling platform!
Immediately afterwards, Duan Zhengchun pounced forward like a ghost, his cane already pressed against the young swordsman's face.
"Who...who are you?!"
The young swordsman spat out a mouthful of blood, glared at Duan Zhengchun resentfully, and asked through gritted teeth.
Despite being severely injured, the young man showed no fear, his eyes still filled with fighting spirit.
"You're from White Camel Mountain Manor?!"
Duan Zhengchun looked down at the young swordsman, his voice icy, the harmless smile that had always graced his lips gone.
Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's question, the young swordsman visibly trembled, his eyes filled with shock.
Duan Zhengchun's words were heard by the martial arts practitioners standing below the stage, and they all looked at the young swordsman lying on the ground in astonishment, their faces full of disbelief.
The name of White Camel Mountain Villa had already resounded throughout the martial arts world decades ago, and it was infamous, so those in the audience were no strangers to it.
No one expected that the White Camel Manor, which had disappeared for many years, would have a successor again!
The young man gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Duan Zhengchun, and didn't say a word.
"Since you won't tell me, then there's no point in talking about it."
Duan Zhengchun said coldly, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.
The young swordsman's reaction had already given him the answer.
Duan Zhengchun slowly raised his cane, as if preparing to strike the young swordsman on the head!
However, at that moment, a sharp palm wind suddenly struck from behind his head!
Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes and sneered, then turned around and swung a palm strike backward!
This is the moment he has been waiting for!
With a muffled groan, the Golden Wheel Monk, who had originally planned to ambush Duan Zhengchun from behind, was sent flying backward. He took several steps back after landing before finally regaining his balance!
"You're Yin Zhiping?!"
The Golden Wheel Monk wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and questioned through gritted teeth.
"Has the Imperial Advisor finally lost his temper and made a move?"
Duan Zhengchun smiled coldly and said something indifferently.
"You admitted it!"
The Golden Wheel Monk glared fiercely at Duan Zhengchun, his eyes filled with resentment.
Since he left the Western Regions, he has only ever stumbled against Duan Zhengchun, and more than once!
Do you think you're very smart?
"The reason you recognize me is simply because I wanted you to."
"There's more to come."
Duan Zhengchun said with a cold laugh, then turned to look at the young swordsman kneeling on the ground again, and raised his cane once more.
He has already forced out the Golden Wheel Monk, but that's not enough!
After a brief hesitation, Duan Zhengchun swung his cane at the young swordsman without hesitation!
Just as the cane was about to strike the young swordsman's head, several golden snake nails suddenly burst forth and shot directly toward Duan Zhengchun's face!
Duan Zhengchun raised an eyebrow, immediately withdrew his cane, and with a flick of his wrist, instantly deflected several golden snake nails that came hurtling towards him!
Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed out like lightning from a tent with wind chimes hanging at the entrance not far away, and in the blink of an eye, rushed to the dueling platform!
It was a woman in purple with a black veil covering her face!
"You've finally shown yourself!"
Duan Zhengchun curled his lips, looked at the woman in purple standing in front of him, and said indifferently.
The person he was truly waiting for was her!
Because he knew that if the young swordsman was a remnant of White Camel Mountain Manor, then there must be other accomplices in this military camp!
"The Soaring Sword Demon is indeed extraordinary!"
"It seems you came here specifically to see me!"
The woman in purple looked coldly at Duan Zhengchun, her voice ethereal and alluring, yet utterly calm.
"Yes and no."
"The reason we went to such lengths to get here is primarily to ruin this farcical martial arts tournament, and secondly, to completely eradicate the remnants of White Camel Manor!"
Duan Zhengchun took out his wine flask, took a sip, and watched the woman in purple with great interest.
"Don't you think it's a bit premature to say this now?"
The woman in purple snorted coldly and asked dismissively.
"Unbelievable!"
Duan Zhengchun sneered and suddenly attacked again, rushing directly towards the woman in purple. Using his staff as a sword, he unleashed several moves in quick succession!
The woman in purple was instantly filled with shock. After dodging several of Duan Zhengchun's moves with her agility, she suddenly flicked her sleeve, and a cloud of blue mist instantly drifted out, directly enveloping Duan Zhengchun!
Duan Zhengchun frowned slightly and had no choice but to withdraw his attack. He was not worried about being poisoned, but rather that his opponent might hide in the sleeping gas and use some underhanded tricks!
Just as he retreated, several small snakes with their tongues flicking suddenly emerged from the blue mist, followed by a dozen golden snake nails, which attacked Duan Zhengchun once again!
really!
Duan Zhengchun gripped his cane and unleashed a series of attacks in an instant, knocking down all the small snakes and golden snake nails!
However, when the smoke cleared, the woman in purple and the young swordsman had vanished!
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