Chương 177: Battle Against the Breeze Sword

The New Fierce Tiger Gang. Hearing Zheng Shuang slander him in front of so many people, Song Que couldn't help but get angry:"Miss Zheng, please mind your words. Looks are given by our parents; there is no need to judge a book by its cover or paint everyone with the same brush." Boss Song didn't harbor any jealousy toward the pretty boy in front of him. He's just a bit handsome, still several notches below what I used to look like!

Grandee Song was merely annoyed that this so-called 'Twin Flower of Yangnan' was speaking irresponsible nonsense, ruining his grand image! She was truly a superficial, shallow girl obsessed with appearances! Unexpectedly, Zheng Shuang didn't care about his words at all and directly retorted:"Hmph, am I wrong? Don't think everyone is stupid. You seizing someone else's gang is definitely driven by impure motives!

Look at you and the guy next to you—both of you look like fierce, evil deities with murderous auras in your eyes! You definitely have no shortage of blood on your hands. You are no good sorts! Big Brother Zhu, you should just cripple these people to prevent them from bringing disaster to the commoners in the future!" Hearing this, even someone with a good temperament like Song Que couldn't suppress his anger and shouted:"Enough! Hmph, speak if you know, listen if you don't!

'No investigation, no right to speak'—do you not understand this? Next time you go out, remember to bring your brain! Be careful, or one day disaster will spring from your mouth!"

"Insolent!" Seeing his beloved being reprimanded by Boss Song like that, Zhu Yinming's aura spiked! His entire person became like an unsheathed sharp sword, pointing straight at him!

"Big Brother Zhu!" The female lead's eyes reddened as she turned and hid behind the male supporting character.

"Shuang'er, don't be afraid. I will seek justice for you." The man reached out and tightly held the female lead's hand, his eyes affectionate, comforting her in a deep voice. Director Song: Cut!!!... Motherf cker... are you seriously spreading dog food (PDA) right now?! * Seeing this dog-couple showing off their affection in public inflicted immense damage on a destined long-term single dog like Song Que. Furthermore, their arrogant tone made him incredibly displeased.

Therefore, he didn't give them any face:"If you two want to be affectionate, please go home or find an empty place! I'll treat today's matter as a misunderstanding, and my Fierce Tiger Gang won't pursue it further. The compensation isn't worth a few silver coins anyway. Let's just leave it at that."

"You!" Being spoken to like this, Zheng Shuang's face instantly flushed blood-red. She hurriedly stepped a bit further away from Zhu Yinming.

"Hmph, how bold! You dare to hurl insults at Junior Sister Zheng today, and even fabricate slander against the two of us! It seems Junior Sister Zheng is right; you of the Fierce Tiger Gang are all snakes and rats of the same nest! I must teach you a lesson today!" Motherf cker, the people here aren't blind or deaf! Where did 'Shuang'er baby' from a moment ago go? * Daring to do it but not admitting it, and your tone is still so arrogant? Do you think you're everyone's daddy?!

Boss Song sneered disdainfully:"Do you think everyone here is stupid? Furthermore, who do you think you are? With just you, you dare to arrogantly claim you'll teach me a lesson? Do you have the qualifications?"

"Good, good, good! You think relying on this mob gives you the power to oppose me? Today, this Young Master will teach you some manners!"

"You overestimate yourself, and you talk too much nonsense. If you want to fight, just come!" Song Que didn't want to waste breath on this guy; it was too frustrating. His Domain silently spread out like a spider web, layer by layer wrapping around his opponent. He quietly gripped the Black Iron Saber in his hand, staring intently at Zhu Yinming, substituting actions for words.

"Hmph!" Zhu Yinming's eyes surged with killing intent. He signaled for Zheng Shuang to step back. His palm pressed against the sword hilt, and he slowly drew it. Inch by inch, the 'Breeze' emerged from its sheath, accompanied by an awe-inspiring aura radiating from his body.

"You brat..."

"Slash!" Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. Without waiting for him to finish, Song Que was already like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, shooting rapidly toward Zhu Yinming! Raising his saber high, he fiercely slashed down with the momentum of a thunderbolt!

"Take my saber!" The saber descended with a majestic aura. Zhu Yinming's heart grew stern, retracting his previous contempt. The Breeze Sword in his hand thrust straight toward the Black Iron Saber like a flood dragon emerging from the sea!

"Clang!" A heavy, deep sound of metal clashing rang out! The surrounding crowd couldn't help but change their expressions, channeling their inner force to protect their eardrums! In the arena, the two had exchanged a move, and it was actually an even match! Zhu Yinming was on the lower ground and suffered a slight disadvantage, his entire body forced back two steps.

"Excellent!" It had been a very long time since Song Que could heartily unleash his saber at full power! Meeting an expert like this today, he could vent to his heart's content! His right hand tightly gripped the Black Iron Saber, relentlessly slashing at his opponent like a violent storm! Zhu Yinming's reputation was indeed earned. The sword in his hand seemed to come alive! Every move struck ingeniously at the flaws in Song Que's saber techniques, preventing Grandee Song from advancing even half an inch!

Having withstood Song Que's initial oppressive momentum, Zhu Yinming's sword techniques gradually turned the tide, initiating a back-and-forth offensive! His sword moves were like wind slipping through cracks, leaving no trace! Inadvertently, he would thrust toward the vital spots on Grandee Song's body, forcing him to retract his saber to parry! Fortunately, Boss Song's reflexes were astonishing, and combined with the wondrous effects of his Domain, he wasn't suppressed too heavily.

Instead, he steadily engaged his opponent in an evenly matched struggle! Clang clang, clang clang... The sound of clashing blades echoed through the sky! The surrounding crowd watched, mesmerized, as the black and white figures continuously blurred and exchanged blows, their hearts trembling incessantly. There was no shortage of veteran martial artists from outside among the crowd. They were naturally familiar with Zhu Yinming's reputation.

To see a young man in this inconspicuous, remote place actually fighting the Breeze Sword to a standstill today was naturally incredibly shocking! At this moment, Zhu Yinming's heart was also extraordinarily heavy! Originally, he had come here with a casual attitude, strolling around with a beauty in tow, conveniently eliminating evil to act tough and boost his prestige! Who would have expected to be met with a head-on blow right upon arrival, encountering such a tough bone to chew?!

Behind him was his beloved and the expectant gazes of so many people! I must win this battle! Furthermore, I must win cleanly! Zhu Yinming roared in his heart. He channeled his full inner force! His clothes fluttered without wind, and the Breeze Sword in his hand buzzed and vibrated, humming continuously. Breeze Sword Technique - Striking the Muddy and Elevating the Clear! Zhu Yinming seemed to transform himself into a sword! The sword qi was sharp and fierce as he launched six consecutive thrusts at Song Que!

Clang... clang... clang... Before one sword strike faded, the next arrived! Each strike was heavier than the last, their power stacking upon each other! This placed immense pressure on Song Que, forcing him to use all his strength to parry! Even so, he couldn't stop himself from being pushed back step by step! The bluestone pavement beneath his feet cracked like a spider web with every step! Four swords, five swords, six swords!

On the final sword strike, Song Que, unable to bear the colossal pressure, let out a roar, entered a 'Super God' state, and madly slashed out a saber!

"Boom!"

"Hum... hum, hum..."

"Crack..." The buzzing sound of metal vibrated against everyone's eardrums! The two in the center of the arena enduring the massive impact didn't have it easy either. Bearing the brunt of the tyrannical force, Zhu Yinming felt his internal organs churn and his blood race wildly! His feet involuntarily slid backward five steps before he barely stabilized himself!

Song Que was slightly better off, but at this moment, the Black Iron Saber in his hand could no longer withstand the immense force and abruptly snapped into two halves! A section of the blade fell to the street with a clang.

"Good sword!" Looking at the completely undamaged Breeze Sword opposite him, Song Que guessed it must be a formidable Famous Sword and couldn't help but praise it. A flash of embarrassment crossed Zhu Yinming's face. He had relied on his weapon's advantage this time to barely secure a draw; this was hard for the always-arrogant him to accept. No! I cannot lose! Zhu Yinming roared madly in his heart. This person must die! A ruthless glint flashed in Zhu Yinming's eyes.

But looking at the group of Fierce Tiger Gang members glaring at him like tigers and wolves behind Boss Song, he knew he had to endure and suppress the killing intent in his heart. Tightly gripping the Breeze Sword, Young Master Zhu tossed aside the unsavory thoughts in his head. Looking at Song Que, he said coldly:"Your saber is broken. Admit defeat! Apologize to Junior Sister Zheng, and I will let today's matter go."

"Hahahaha, that is impossible! With a saber, I am strong; without a saber, I am equally strong! Young Master Zhu, please continue your guidance!" How stubborn was Song Que? How could he bow his head to a brainless little girl like Zheng Shuang? Hearing Zhu Yinming's words, he tossed away the half-broken saber in his hand! His fighting spirit blazed, his eyes shining brightly as he stared at Zhu Yinming!

Having constantly sought guidance from Shen Ziming these past few days, Song Que had also discovered a flaw in his own heart! The saber is connected to the hand; the hand grows from the heart! The fact that he never left his weapon wasn't entirely unrelated to an inner fear. He was afraid of getting hurt, afraid of suffering a loss, afraid of his opponent's sharp weapons! Ultimately, it was no different from fearing the opponent themselves!

Only by discarding distracting thoughts and directly facing his fears could he continue to progress! Otherwise, he would forever be bound by the saber! One must know that the highest level of cultivation is using the body to command the saber, not becoming a slave to it! This was exactly why Shen Ziming and Nie Feng dared to face Zhu Yinming barehanded without fear, even knowing it could very well cost them their arms!

It was the same principle the Chen Family Head used in the past, calmly using a pair of iron fists to break through an encirclement while facing multiple attackers! Their minds were resolute, their hearts flawless; they were not dependent on sharp weapons! Now, facing someone who could push him to the boundary of life and death, Song Que chose not to fear but to bravely confront it! On the path he had chosen, he would rather die than continue living a life of mediocrity and inaction!

His mind entered a state of selflessness. His eyes were filled with nothing but blazing battle intent as he stared at Zhu Yinming. Fight!