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Finally getting back the initiative, Mie Jue quickly turned her attention towards Zhang WuJi. Despite his amazing inner power, Zhang WuJi hasn't really learnt any lightness kung fu techniques. So he can't be like Wei YiXiao, keeping his speed even while carrying a person. Zhang WuJi felt a strong wind from behind, turned around and blocked with his saber. 'Dang' the saber broke as it crossed path with the Heaven Sword. Zhang WuJi quickly threw out the remaining half a saber at Mie Jue, hoping to slow her down a bit. This throw utilized ninety percent of his powers, forcing Mie Jue to lower her head and dodge it. As the saber flew right over her head, Mie Jue felt a tinge of pain from the accompanying wind, temporarily paralyzing her. Zhang WuJi sees this chance, and quickly stepped up towards her, his palm shot out, and in a fluent motion snatched the Heaven Sword from her hand.
The wrist power involved in this sword-taking method had the backing of the seventh level of Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi. Although her kung fu is high, Mie Jue still could not block such a powerful and accurate palm move. Zhang WuJi, even in triumph, did not let down his guard, pointing the Heaven Sword at Mie Jue's throat. Then he stepped back a few steps slowly, when suddenly Zhou ZhiRuo struggled against his hold, yelling, "Let me go!" Zhang WuJi said in shock, "Oh! Forgot!" His face pure red as she let her go, only to smell a faint flowery scent as her headband went by his nose. Zhang WuJi couldn't help but take a look at her, only to see her face a bit pale, looking very bashful. Although she tried to look mad, he could see in her eyes extreme joy and happiness. Mie Jue straightened herself. In silence, she looked at Zhou ZhiRuo, then at Zhang WuJi, her face whiter and whiter.
Zhang WuJi turned the sword around and said to Zhou ZhiRuo, "Ms. Zhou, please return this sword to your master." Zhou ZhiRuo looked at Mie Jue and saw her incredible anger. Thousands of thoughts entered her mind at that moment, "In this situation, with the way Mr. Zhang treats me, master must think that he and I are lovers. She'll surely throw me out of E Mei. What will I do? Although Mr. Zhang has treated me incredibly well, I never did plan on helping him fight against my own sect." Suddenly she heard Mie Jue bark out, "ZhiRuo! Kill him!"
Back when Zhang SanFeng took Zhou ZhiRuo back to Wu Dang Mountain, he felt that it was awkward for her to stay there, since Wu Dang has no female disciples. So he took her to the E Mei sect. Zhou ZhiRuo is naturally intelligent. Plus, with her parents both dead, she concentrated solely on kung fu, and improved quickly, becoming one of Mie Jue's favorite disciple. For the past seven years, the words of Mie Jue are like Holy Scriptures to her. She has never harbored any thoughts of defiance. So when she heard her master telling her to kill Zhang WuJi, she did not even have to think. Taking the sword from Zhang WuJi's hand, and in one smooth motion quickly stabbing him. Zhang WuJi, never dreamed that she would possibly hurt him, did not make any attempt to dodge. In an instant, the sword has moved next to his chest. By the time he regained his senses, Zhang WuJi made a last second effort to get out of the way. But it was already too late. Zhou ZhiRuo only felt numbness in her wrist, thinking, "Am I really going to kill him?" In a state of semi-consciousness, she penetrated the sword through Zhang WuJi's right side of the chest. Zhou ZhiRuo let out a scream, pulling out the sword, only to see red blood gushing out of Zhang WuJi's chest, prompting everyone to gasp. Zhang WuJi blocked the wound with his hand, his body shaking, his face a strange expression, as if asking, "You really want to kill me?" Zhou ZhiRuo said, "I… I…" She wants to go over and check on him, but was too afraid, so instead she quickly turned around and ran out of the arena.
No one thought that her strike would succeed. Xiao Zhao's face turned white, rushed forward to hold up Zhang WuJi, yelling, "You… you…" Zhang WuJi said to Xiao Zhao, "Why… why do you want to kill me…" Luckily, the sword was a bit off to the side, and didn't penetrate Zhang WuJi's heart. But it did skim his lungs. When he finished talking, he began to have trouble breathing, and started cough loudly. In his condition, Zhang WuJi can't tell the difference between Xiao Zhao and Zhou ZhiRuo. Blood kept spilling out, turning Xiao Zhao's clothing pure red. Every member of the audience, whether they are the Ming sect, Heavenly Eagle sect, or the six major sects, all became quiet. Everyone was moved deeply by the amazing kung fu and compassion Zhang WuJi showed during his bouts. When they saw the Heaven Sword penetrating his chest, all wondered whether this is a fatal blow or not. Xiao Zhao carefully put Zhang WuJi down on the ground, then yelled, "Who has the best medicine for wounds?" Shaolin's Kong Sheng quickly stepped up and took out a bottle from his robe, said, "This is Shaolin's best medicine for treating external wounds." He immediately opened Zhang WuJi's shirt and quickly applied the medicine on the deep cut. But unfortunately, the wound is too deep and blood kept spilling out. Kong Sheng muttered impatiently, "What should I do? What should I do?" The He couple also became agitated, thinking that if Zhang WuJi died, then they would die too. He TaiChong quickly walked over to Zhang WuJi's side and asked, "Can you tell me how to cure this poison?" Xiao Zhao yelled at him while crying, "Get out of here! If Young Master Zhang can't live, then everyone dies with him." He TaiChong ignored her and kept asking, "How do I cure the golden bug poison?" Kong Sheng said angrily, "If you don't leave now, I won't be held responsible for my actions." At this moment, Zhang WuJi regained a bit of consciousness, opened his eyes. He immediately sealed seven pressure points around the wound, greatly decreasing the blood spillage. Kong Sheng quickly applied more medicine to block the rest of the blood, while Xiao Zhao tore up some of her clothing to wrap him up. When she saw just how pale he looks, her mind became filled with unspeakable agitation and fright. After a while, Zhang WuJi regained his senses. His only thought was, "As long as I'm alive, I can't let the six major sects destroy the Ming sect." With that in mind, he and got up and said, "Is there anyone else from E Mei or Wu Dang who wants to challenge me?"
Mie Jue said, "E Mei has already lost today. If you don't die, we'll settle this later. Let's see what's Wu Dang can do now!" With Kong Dong, Shaolin, Kun Lun, Hua Shan, and E Mei all losing, Wu Dang is the only sect left who can challenge this youngster. Considering his injury, even second-rate fighters should have no problems with him. Any of the five Wu Dang heroes can easily beat him. Yet Wu Dang is famous for their 'Righteousness'. How can they fight such a wounded person? However, if Wu Dang won't challenge him, then won't this whole attack be in vain? Song YuanQiao, Yu LianZhou, Zhang SongXi, Yin LiTing, and Muo ShengGu all looked at each other. No one can think of a good plan. Suddenly, they heard Song QingShu yell, "Dad, martial uncles, let me fight him." The five Wu Dang heroes realizes his intentions. Song QingShu is one generation lower, so he's much more appropriate for such a battle.
Yu LianZhou said, "No! It won't make much of a difference if you go instead of us." Zhang SongXi said, "Second brother, in my opinion, we should worry about the whole picture." Muo ShengGu said, "Reputations aren't really important. But to do such thing to such an injured youngster…" Not knowing what to do, they all looked at Song YuanQiao, deferring to him. Song YuanQiao saw Yin LiTing standing quietly on the side, knows that his fiancé lost her virginity and subsequently her life to Yang Xiao. He said, "If we don't destroy the Devil sect today, they'll only cause more suffering in the world. So we have no choice. QingShu, be careful."
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Finally getting back the initiative, Mie Jue quickly turned her attention towards Zhang WuJi. Despite his amazing inner power, Zhang WuJi hasn't really learnt any lightness kung fu techniques. So he can't be like Wei YiXiao, keeping his speed even while carrying a person. Zhang WuJi felt a strong wind from behind, turned around and blocked with his saber. 'Dang' the saber broke as it crossed path with the Heaven Sword. Zhang WuJi quickly threw out the remaining half a saber at Mie Jue, hoping to slow her down a bit. This throw utilized ninety percent of his powers, forcing Mie Jue to lower her head and dodge it. As the saber flew right over her head, Mie Jue felt a tinge of pain from the accompanying wind, temporarily paralyzing her. Zhang WuJi sees this chance, and quickly stepped up towards her, his palm shot out, and in a fluent motion snatched the Heaven Sword from her hand.
The wrist power involved in this sword-taking method had the backing of the seventh level of Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi. Although her kung fu is high, Mie Jue still could not block such a powerful and accurate palm move. Zhang WuJi, even in triumph, did not let down his guard, pointing the Heaven Sword at Mie Jue's throat. Then he stepped back a few steps slowly, when suddenly Zhou ZhiRuo struggled against his hold, yelling, "Let me go!" Zhang WuJi said in shock, "Oh! Forgot!" His face pure red as she let her go, only to smell a faint flowery scent as her headband went by his nose. Zhang WuJi couldn't help but take a look at her, only to see her face a bit pale, looking very bashful. Although she tried to look mad, he could see in her eyes extreme joy and happiness. Mie Jue straightened herself. In silence, she looked at Zhou ZhiRuo, then at Zhang WuJi, her face whiter and whiter.
Zhang WuJi turned the sword around and said to Zhou ZhiRuo, "Ms. Zhou, please return this sword to your master." Zhou ZhiRuo looked at Mie Jue and saw her incredible anger. Thousands of thoughts entered her mind at that moment, "In this situation, with the way Mr. Zhang treats me, master must think that he and I are lovers. She'll surely throw me out of E Mei. What will I do? Although Mr. Zhang has treated me incredibly well, I never did plan on helping him fight against my own sect." Suddenly she heard Mie Jue bark out, "ZhiRuo! Kill him!"
Back when Zhang SanFeng took Zhou ZhiRuo back to Wu Dang Mountain, he felt that it was awkward for her to stay there, since Wu Dang has no female disciples. So he took her to the E Mei sect. Zhou ZhiRuo is naturally intelligent. Plus, with her parents both dead, she concentrated solely on kung fu, and improved quickly, becoming one of Mie Jue's favorite disciple. For the past seven years, the words of Mie Jue are like Holy Scriptures to her. She has never harbored any thoughts of defiance. So when she heard her master telling her to kill Zhang WuJi, she did not even have to think. Taking the sword from Zhang WuJi's hand, and in one smooth motion quickly stabbing him. Zhang WuJi, never dreamed that she would possibly hurt him, did not make any attempt to dodge. In an instant, the sword has moved next to his chest. By the time he regained his senses, Zhang WuJi made a last second effort to get out of the way. But it was already too late. Zhou ZhiRuo only felt numbness in her wrist, thinking, "Am I really going to kill him?" In a state of semi-consciousness, she penetrated the sword through Zhang WuJi's right side of the chest. Zhou ZhiRuo let out a scream, pulling out the sword, only to see red blood gushing out of Zhang WuJi's chest, prompting everyone to gasp. Zhang WuJi blocked the wound with his hand, his body shaking, his face a strange expression, as if asking, "You really want to kill me?" Zhou ZhiRuo said, "I… I…" She wants to go over and check on him, but was too afraid, so instead she quickly turned around and ran out of the arena.
No one thought that her strike would succeed. Xiao Zhao's face turned white, rushed forward to hold up Zhang WuJi, yelling, "You… you…" Zhang WuJi said to Xiao Zhao, "Why… why do you want to kill me…" Luckily, the sword was a bit off to the side, and didn't penetrate Zhang WuJi's heart. But it did skim his lungs. When he finished talking, he began to have trouble breathing, and started cough loudly. In his condition, Zhang WuJi can't tell the difference between Xiao Zhao and Zhou ZhiRuo. Blood kept spilling out, turning Xiao Zhao's clothing pure red. Every member of the audience, whether they are the Ming sect, Heavenly Eagle sect, or the six major sects, all became quiet. Everyone was moved deeply by the amazing kung fu and compassion Zhang WuJi showed during his bouts. When they saw the Heaven Sword penetrating his chest, all wondered whether this is a fatal blow or not. Xiao Zhao carefully put Zhang WuJi down on the ground, then yelled, "Who has the best medicine for wounds?" Shaolin's Kong Sheng quickly stepped up and took out a bottle from his robe, said, "This is Shaolin's best medicine for treating external wounds." He immediately opened Zhang WuJi's shirt and quickly applied the medicine on the deep cut. But unfortunately, the wound is too deep and blood kept spilling out. Kong Sheng muttered impatiently, "What should I do? What should I do?" The He couple also became agitated, thinking that if Zhang WuJi died, then they would die too. He TaiChong quickly walked over to Zhang WuJi's side and asked, "Can you tell me how to cure this poison?" Xiao Zhao yelled at him while crying, "Get out of here! If Young Master Zhang can't live, then everyone dies with him." He TaiChong ignored her and kept asking, "How do I cure the golden bug poison?" Kong Sheng said angrily, "If you don't leave now, I won't be held responsible for my actions." At this moment, Zhang WuJi regained a bit of consciousness, opened his eyes. He immediately sealed seven pressure points around the wound, greatly decreasing the blood spillage. Kong Sheng quickly applied more medicine to block the rest of the blood, while Xiao Zhao tore up some of her clothing to wrap him up. When she saw just how pale he looks, her mind became filled with unspeakable agitation and fright. After a while, Zhang WuJi regained his senses. His only thought was, "As long as I'm alive, I can't let the six major sects destroy the Ming sect." With that in mind, he and got up and said, "Is there anyone else from E Mei or Wu Dang who wants to challenge me?"
Mie Jue said, "E Mei has already lost today. If you don't die, we'll settle this later. Let's see what's Wu Dang can do now!" With Kong Dong, Shaolin, Kun Lun, Hua Shan, and E Mei all losing, Wu Dang is the only sect left who can challenge this youngster. Considering his injury, even second-rate fighters should have no problems with him. Any of the five Wu Dang heroes can easily beat him. Yet Wu Dang is famous for their 'Righteousness'. How can they fight such a wounded person? However, if Wu Dang won't challenge him, then won't this whole attack be in vain? Song YuanQiao, Yu LianZhou, Zhang SongXi, Yin LiTing, and Muo ShengGu all looked at each other. No one can think of a good plan. Suddenly, they heard Song QingShu yell, "Dad, martial uncles, let me fight him." The five Wu Dang heroes realizes his intentions. Song QingShu is one generation lower, so he's much more appropriate for such a battle.
Yu LianZhou said, "No! It won't make much of a difference if you go instead of us." Zhang SongXi said, "Second brother, in my opinion, we should worry about the whole picture." Muo ShengGu said, "Reputations aren't really important. But to do such thing to such an injured youngster…" Not knowing what to do, they all looked at Song YuanQiao, deferring to him. Song YuanQiao saw Yin LiTing standing quietly on the side, knows that his fiancé lost her virginity and subsequently her life to Yang Xiao. He said, "If we don't destroy the Devil sect today, they'll only cause more suffering in the world. So we have no choice. QingShu, be careful."
Finally getting back the initiative, Mie Jue quickly turned her attention towards Zhang WuJi. Despite his amazing inner power, Zhang WuJi hasn't really learnt any lightness kung fu techniques. So he can't be like Wei YiXiao, keeping his speed even while carrying a person. Zhang WuJi felt a strong wind from behind, turned around and blocked with his saber. 'Dang' the saber broke as it crossed path with the Heaven Sword. Zhang WuJi quickly threw out the remaining half a saber at Mie Jue, hoping to slow her down a bit. This throw utilized ninety percent of his powers, forcing Mie Jue to lower her head and dodge it. As the saber flew right over her head, Mie Jue felt a tinge of pain from the accompanying wind, temporarily paralyzing her. Zhang WuJi sees this chance, and quickly stepped up towards her, his palm shot out, and in a fluent motion snatched the Heaven Sword from her hand.The wrist power involved in this sword-taking method had the backing of the seventh level of Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi. Although her kung fu is high, Mie Jue still could not block such a powerful and accurate palm move. Zhang WuJi, even in triumph, did not let down his guard, pointing the Heaven Sword at Mie Jue's throat. Then he stepped back a few steps slowly, when suddenly Zhou ZhiRuo struggled against his hold, yelling, "Let me go!" Zhang WuJi said in shock, "Oh! Forgot!" His face pure red as she let her go, only to smell a faint flowery scent as her headband went by his nose. Zhang WuJi couldn't help but take a look at her, only to see her face a bit pale, looking very bashful. Although she tried to look mad, he could see in her eyes extreme joy and happiness. Mie Jue straightened herself. In silence, she looked at Zhou ZhiRuo, then at Zhang WuJi, her face whiter and whiter.Zhang WuJi turned the sword around and said to Zhou ZhiRuo, "Ms. Zhou, please return this sword to your master." Zhou ZhiRuo looked at Mie Jue and saw her incredible anger. Thousands of thoughts entered her mind at that moment, "In this situation, with the way Mr. Zhang treats me, master must think that he and I are lovers. She'll surely throw me out of E Mei. What will I do? Although Mr. Zhang has treated me incredibly well, I never did plan on helping him fight against my own sect." Suddenly she heard Mie Jue bark out, "ZhiRuo! Kill him!"Back when Zhang SanFeng took Zhou ZhiRuo back to Wu Dang Mountain, he felt that it was awkward for her to stay there, since Wu Dang has no female disciples. So he took her to the E Mei sect. Zhou ZhiRuo is naturally intelligent. Plus, with her parents both dead, she concentrated solely on kung fu, and improved quickly, becoming one of Mie Jue's favorite disciple. For the past seven years, the words of Mie Jue are like Holy Scriptures to her. She has never harbored any thoughts of defiance. So when she heard her master telling her to kill Zhang WuJi, she did not even have to think. Taking the sword from Zhang WuJi's hand, and in one smooth motion quickly stabbing him. Zhang WuJi, never dreamed that she would possibly hurt him, did not make any attempt to dodge. In an instant, the sword has moved next to his chest. By the time he regained his senses, Zhang WuJi made a last second effort to get out of the way. But it was already too late. Zhou ZhiRuo only felt numbness in her wrist, thinking, "Am I really going to kill him?" In a state of semi-consciousness, she penetrated the sword through Zhang WuJi's right side of the chest. Zhou ZhiRuo let out a scream, pulling out the sword, only to see red blood gushing out of Zhang WuJi's chest, prompting everyone to gasp. Zhang WuJi blocked the wound with his hand, his body shaking, his face a strange expression, as if asking, "You really want to kill me?" Zhou ZhiRuo said, "I I" She wants to go over and check on him, but was too afraid, so instead she quickly turned around and ran out of the arena.No one thought that her strike would succeed. Xiao Zhao's face turned white, rushed forward to hold up Zhang WuJi, yelling, "You you" Zhang WuJi said to Xiao Zhao, "Why why do you want to kill me" Luckily, the sword was a bit off to the side, and didn't penetrate Zhang WuJi's heart. But it did skim his lungs. When he finished talking, he began to have trouble breathing, and started cough loudly. In his condition, Zhang WuJi can't tell the difference between Xiao Zhao and Zhou ZhiRuo. Blood kept spilling out, turning Xiao Zhao's clothing pure red. Every member of the audience, whether they are the Ming sect, Heavenly Eagle sect, or the six major sects, all became quiet. Everyone was moved deeply by the amazing kung fu and compassion Zhang WuJi showed during his bouts. When they saw the Heaven Sword penetrating his chest, all wondered whether this is a fatal blow or not. Xiao Zhao carefully put Zhang WuJi down on the ground, then yelled, "Who has the best medicine for wounds?" Shaolin's Kong Sheng quickly stepped up and took out a bottle from his robe, said, "This is Shaolin's best medicine for treating external wounds." He immediately opened Zhang WuJi's shirt and quickly applied the medicine on the deep cut. But unfortunately, the wound is too deep and blood kept spilling out. Kong Sheng muttered impatiently, "What should I do? What should I do?" The He couple also became agitated, thinking that if Zhang WuJi died, then they would die too. He TaiChong quickly walked over to Zhang WuJi's side and asked, "Can you tell me how to cure this poison?" Xiao Zhao yelled at him while crying, "Get out of here! If Young Master Zhang can't live, then everyone dies with him." He TaiChong ignored her and kept asking, "How do I cure the golden bug poison?" Kong Sheng said angrily, "If you don't leave now, I won't be held responsible for my actions." At this moment, Zhang WuJi regained a bit of consciousness, opened his eyes. He immediately sealed seven pressure points around the wound, greatly decreasing the blood spillage. Kong Sheng quickly applied more medicine to block the rest of the blood, while Xiao Zhao tore up some of her clothing to wrap him up. When she saw just how pale he looks, her mind became filled with unspeakable agitation and fright. After a while, Zhang WuJi regained his senses. His only thought was, "As long as I'm alive, I can't let the six major sects destroy the Ming sect." With that in mind, he and got up and said, "Is there anyone else from E Mei or Wu Dang who wants to challenge me?"Mie Jue said, "E Mei has already lost today. If you don't die, we'll settle this later. Let's see what's Wu Dang can do now!" With Kong Dong, Shaolin, Kun Lun, Hua Shan, and E Mei all losing, Wu Dang is the only sect left who can challenge this youngster. Considering his injury, even second-rate fighters should have no problems with him. Any of the five Wu Dang heroes can easily beat him. Yet Wu Dang is famous for their 'Righteousness'. How can they fight such a wounded person? However, if Wu Dang won't challenge him, then won't this whole attack be in vain? Song YuanQiao, Yu LianZhou, Zhang SongXi, Yin LiTing, and Muo ShengGu all looked at each other. No one can think of a good plan. Suddenly, they heard Song QingShu yell, "Dad, martial uncles, let me fight him." The five Wu Dang heroes realizes his intentions. Song QingShu is one generation lower, so he's much more appropriate for such a battle.Yu LianZhou said, "No! It won't make much of a difference if you go instead of us." Zhang SongXi said, "Second brother, in my opinion, we should worry about the whole picture." Muo ShengGu said, "Reputations aren't really important. But to do such thing to such an injured youngster" Not knowing what to do, they all looked at Song YuanQiao, deferring to him. Song YuanQiao saw Yin LiTing standing quietly on the side, knows that his fianc lost her virginity and subsequently her life to Yang Xiao. He said, "If we don't destroy the Devil sect today, they'll only cause more suffering in the world. So we have no choice. QingShu, be careful."
