Chapter 187
"Haha, no wonder this evil boy is so confident. He knows that Hong Wantong is always by my side, yet he still dares to rebel. I guess he has helpers." Yang Shao looked at the old eunuch and the Pope of Tibetan Buddhism in the center of the hall and said, "But, do you really think that a bald monk from Xidi and the six leaders of the East Palace can easily take my life? You must know that Huangji Sect is also on the list of Huangshou personnel, right? My good son, please tell me what other helpers you have found." As Yang Shao spoke, an old man in green clothes and white hair slowly walked out of the crowd. Wherever he went, people couldn't help but step back. It was Zhao Wuji, the current head of Huangji Sect and one of the top ten masters on the Heavenly List!
As soon as Zhao Wuji walked out, he looked at the top of the hall and said, "Although you are very good at concealing your breath, the smell of sheep that you will never get rid of is exposed. I thought it was the smell of several tribal princes, but I didn't expect it to be the state teacher's."
"Hahahaha, Zhao Wuji, ah Zhao Wuji, it seems that your dog nose is better than your kung fu."
As soon as Zhao Wuji finished speaking, a thunderous laugh came from the top of the hall, and a huge figure slowly floated down from above and landed in the middle of the hall. This person was nearly nine feet tall, as strong as a bear, with a face full of beards. His broad hands holding a palm-leaf fan gave people reason to believe that even tigers and leopards could be torn apart by him easily. There was only one person in the world who had such a striking physique and terrifying internal strength - Wanyan Wudi, the National Master of Beihu!
Of the top ten martial arts masters in the world today, four of them appeared here at the same time. Emperor Yang Shao looked at his son and said, "I am really curious, what price did you pay to persuade the top martial arts masters of Western Di and Northern Hu to help you succeed? Or is it not only that, I am afraid that the 'God of War' from Japan is here as well?" In fact, no other price is needed. According to the current environment of Da Jin, once Yang Shao dies, Da Jin will be in chaos. The four countries that are eyeing Da Jin covetously, except for the law-abiding southern barbarians, the other three countries will definitely take advantage of the chaos to divide Da Jin. Now that they have this opportunity, they will definitely agree.
Yang Zhi said: "That 'God of War' from Japan, he should be sparring with Bei Ting Hou at this moment."
At this time, the few remaining guards of the emperor had arrived and blocked Yang Shao, surrounding him and the three women. He turned around and said to Tang Yulin and the other two women, "You leave first. I will be there soon. Come, take the three ladies away from here."
The three women were not ungrateful. Except for Nan Feifei who had ulterior motives, Tang Yulin and Nan Xiangwu both agreed to Yang Shao's arrangement with serious expressions. Before being escorted away, Tang Yulin glanced at Pang Jun without leaving a trace.
After watching the three women leave, Yang Shao turned around, looked at his son deeply, and laughed: "Hahahaha, good, good, among my sons, you are the most promising. Come on, I'll be waiting for you here!" In recent years, Yang Shao has been like a dozing old tiger, and he will show his claws only when he is startled, making many people forget that Yang Shao more than 20 years ago was like a ferocious wolf, pacifying the world and swallowing the world.
Yang Zhi did not send anyone to stop Tang Yulin from leaving, because there were only East Palace guards outside, and he did not think the three women could leave easily. At the same time, Tang Yulin's departure made him lose all his grace, and he shouted sternly: "Pass my order, whoever succeeds first will be promoted three levels and rewarded with ten thousand gold." Upon hearing this, the hundreds of guards behind the prince drew their weapons and shouted in unison. The shouts rose one after another, resounding through the sky, and they all rushed towards the direction of the emperor. For a moment, fighting broke out in the hall, and in an instant, swords clashed. It was unknown how many people were killed and how much blood was spurted.
Among the guests present, there were many experienced men, but there were also many young people who had little experience of the world. Faced with such a bloody massacre, many of them were scared and fled. However, they were drugged and their limbs were weak, so they could not run at all. Moreover, the guards had been bewitched by Yang Zhi's "merit of following the dragon" and had become blinded by greed. They were bloodthirsty and killed anyone they saw. In a blink of an eye, the hall was filled with blood.
However, no matter how bloodthirsty the people around them were, there was a large open space around the four Heavenly Ranking masters. Even if someone wanted to kill them secretly, they found themselves blocked by an invisible wall and could not intervene at all. The four masters seemed not to notice the killing around them. In their eyes, there were only their opponents and the Emperor Yang Shao behind them.
Wanyan Wudi grinned, put his hands together, bent one finger, and flew out suddenly. Who would have thought that the northern barbarian who was as tall as an iron tower could have such a terrifying speed. He drew a semicircle around Zhao Wuji's body and stabbed straight in front of Yang Shao.
However, the next moment, Hong Wantong had already come to Yang Shao's side and stretched out his hands that were as thin as dead branches. If he was not a martial artist, no one would have thought that the old eunuch's withered hands could withstand the thundering attack of Wanyan Wudi, who was as tall as a mountain.
But the truth was beyond everyone's expectations. When Hong Wantong gently raised his hands towards Wanyan Wudi, the long sleeves of his eunuch's uniform broke into pieces and shattered into butterflies flying in the hall. Correspondingly, the murderous intent contained in the giant's palms was completely eliminated.
Zhao Wuji hugged an imaginary circle, with his knuckles facing each other to form a ring, facing the Lotus-Handed Living Buddha, while the great monk Xidi, who was known as "one palm, one bodhi, one brush, one lotus", was brushing up to his chest relentlessly, with his thumb and index finger slightly apart, just like a breeze brushing against the hills, so gentle and natural, and completely unlike the bloodthirsty and violent scene around him. However, the hills were not in chaos when the wind blew past.
The leader of Huangji Sect stared quietly at the face of Living Buddha Lianshou. His hands were twisted and deformed like a pair of dragon whips. When he clasped his palms together, they were as heavy as a mountain, yet as light as a feather. No matter how the big monk pushed and brushed, he could not break his barrier.
The Lotus Hand Living Buddha's movements were getting faster and faster. Zhao Wuji felt that all parts of his upper body were covered by his palms. He had no way to dodge or resist. He had to use all his strength in his hands to take his palm and at the same time swung his right fist. However, the big monk circled his hands like embracing the moon, and an extremely powerful force formed a vortex. It was with great difficulty that he used the power of "Thousand-Jin Weight" to stabilize his body.
Pang Jun, hiding in a corner, quietly watched the fight between the four top martial arts masters in the world, and his heart couldn't help but feel excited. He once fought with Han Li, "Li Shui Zhenjun", who was also a master of the Heavenly List. When Han Li used 80% of his strength, he could only withstand more than 30 moves even if he used all his strength. Although he is no longer a weakling, if he really faces these peerless masters who use their real skills, he believes that he still cannot last more than 50 moves. When will he be able to be like them and dominate the world?
At this moment, another fierce murderous aura that did not belong to the four great masters emanated from a corner of the hall. A graceful figure was weaving in and out among the crowd who were in the mood for killing. Although she was masked, Pang Jun vaguely recognized that this masked woman was Qin, the wife of the Nan family who had set a trap for her and Tang Yulin last night!
Qin was extremely fast and arrived in front of Yang Shao in a few breaths. At this time, the guards around him woke up as if from a dream, and looked at this strange woman who came out of nowhere as if they were facing a great enemy.
Qin said softly, "Your Majesty, my master would like to borrow your head for use."
Yang Shao looked at Qin, then looked at Yang Shao again. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something and said, "Hahahahaha, my silly son and old master always thought they had a sure win, but who knew they were just helping others. Tianyi Divine Religion, right?"
"Your Majesty is indeed a great leader. I admire you, but it is useless to say more. Please surrender, Your Majesty." Qin did not want to say any more words to Yang Shao. In her opinion, a quick victory was the most important thing. As soon as she finished speaking, she turned her palms into claws and passed through several guards who were blocking her way at lightning speed. Wherever she passed, a glaring blood line appeared on the guards' necks.
Seeing that Qin was about to succeed, the old eunuch Hong Wantong no longer cared about anything else. His attack was like a raging storm, like a mountain pressing down on Wanyan Wudi. Unexpectedly, Wanyan Wudi defended very firmly, never seeking to make any achievements but only to avoid mistakes. There was no flaw in his punches and kicks, and he was extremely difficult to deal with, not letting Hong Wantong have any chance to escape.
At this moment, Qin suddenly found that she seemed to be treated as a prey. A sticky and cold breath locked onto her tightly, making her heart tremble. She subconsciously sensed a hint of danger that was already somewhat unfamiliar. The smell of death made her stop her assassinating hand and then tumbled backwards. At the moment she did a backflip, a colorful big hand seemed to appear from the underworld and imprinted on the floor in front of Yang Shao.
After Qin stood firm, she could see clearly that in front of Yang Shao, there was a very thin old man standing. The old man was wearing a loose linen robe, and his eyes were so sunken that it seemed as if there were no eyeballs in their sockets. His eyes were unfathomable, but it made one feel clearly that he was looking at you. When one looked into his eyes, one felt a chill, which was terrifying and weird to the extreme.
Qin's eyes flickered, and after a long while, she saluted to the old man and said, "Haha, today is a really good day. The God of War, the Living Buddha, the State Master, and the Poison King are all here. I wonder what kind of benefits the Emperor of the Great Jin promised to the Poison King to let you do it yourself."
It was only then that everyone realized that this shabby-looking old man was actually the "Southern Xinjiang Poison King" Ba Rong, one of the top ten masters on the "Heavenly List".
Ba Rong's voice sounded very broad, and his dry mouth didn't move at all, but he uttered a word: "When the seven dragons fought for the throne, my king was imprisoned by the King of Dian. It was His Majesty of the Great Jin who sent people to rescue my king. I, Nanjiang, owe Your Majesty a favor..."
Qin narrowed her eyes and looked at the old man who seemed to fall down at the slightest gust of wind. Finally, she sighed and said to Wanyan Wudi and Lotus Hand Living Buddha, "Alas, it is impossible to do anything, two great masters. I am not a master of the Heavenly Ranking. Facing the Poison King, I don't have much chance of winning."
Wanyan Wudi said as he fought with Hong Wantong: "This old poisoner is good at using poison, his martial arts are not that strong. You should be careful when dealing with him. I will come to help you after I kill this old eunuch."
"Hahaha," Qin said with a sweet smile, "Master, what you said sounds nice. As a weak woman, I can only hold out for a hundred moves at most. Master, are you sure you can kill this old eunuch within a hundred moves?"
Qin said it lightly, but after lasting a hundred moves against a master on the Heavenly Ranking, he was able to defeat ninety-nine percent of the people in the world.
At this time, there was another shout of killing outside. A blood-soaked lieutenant general ran to Yang Shao, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the guards were attacked by the six commanders of the Eastern Palace while putting out the fire. The Japanese Musashi Gorin appeared, and General Qin died in the line of duty. He sacrificed his life to injure Musashi Gorin. The Eastern Palace troops outside have been almost wiped out!"
This statement gave a shot of confidence to those who were threatened by the prince. At this moment, Yang Shao shouted, "Enough! How long do you want to continue this farce?!"