Chapter 505: 505
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Zhang Wuji threw the two Sheng Huo Ling tablets in his hands toward Du E and Du Jie. The two monks were busy dodging the falling trees, and now they had to deal with the incoming Sheng Huo Ling tablets; the movements of their hands and feet became chaotic. Zhang Wuji bent his knees and rolled underneath the falling trees, which had not reached the ground yet. He had entered the Jin Gang Fu Mo Quan's center. Using the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi technique, his palms pushed and turned, and the boulder covering the dungeon was shoved open.
"Yifu, come out, quick!" he called out. Afraid that Xie Xun was unwilling to come out, without waiting for a reply, Zhang Wuji put one hand down the hole and grabbed the back of Xie Xun's collar and lifted him up.
Right this moment, Du E and Du Jie's whips arrived. Zhang Wuji was forced to let Xie Xun down. He took out two more Sheng Huo Ling tablets from his bosom and threw the tablets toward the two monks. Quick as lighting his hands grabbed the tips of the whips. Du E and Du Jie were about to exert their internal energy to pull the whips back, but the two Sheng Huo Ling tablets had already arrived in front of their faces with speed that did not give them any leeway. The two monks did not have any choice but let their whips go as they hastily jumped back. It was the only way they could evade the Sheng Huo Ling attack.
In the meantime, Du Nan's left palm was threatening Zhang Wuji's chest. "Zhiruo," Zhang Wuji called out, "Stop him!" Slanting his body sideways to evade, he carried Xie Xun in his arms. As soon as he managed to get Xie Xun out of the three pine trees encirclement, Shaolin Pai would not have anything to say.
"Humph," Zhou Zhiruo snorted, but she hesitated, while Du Nan's right palm followed his left. Zhang Wuji turned his body around to avoid the vital acupoint on his back from being hit, letting the palm to land on his shoulder instead.
Carrying Xie Xun, Zhang Wuji wanted to break out from the pine trees. "Child Wuji," Xie Xun said, "In all my life I have committed grave sins. In this place I am listening to the scripture about repentance, my heart is at peace. Why do you insist on taking me out?" While saying that, he tried to struggle free.
Zhang Wuji knew Yifu's martial art skill was very high; if he stubbornly refused to go, he could be very difficult to be dealt with. "Yifu," he said, "Please forgive Child's offense!" The five fingers of his right hand moved lightning fast, sealing several acupoints on Xie Xun's thigh, chest and abdomen, rendering Xie Xun immobile temporarily.
Because of this slight delay, the palms of the three Shaolin monks had struck by. "Leave him!" they barked.
Zhang Wuji was aware that the palms of these three monks had surrounded him from all directions. Before the palms arrived, the wind generated by these palms had already pressing him. He had no other choice but put Xie Xun down on the ground, and then lifted his palms to block.
"Zhiruo," he called out, "Quickly take Yifu out!" His palms shook, forming a circle, and he sent his palm strengths to engage the palms of the three monks so that none of them could leave to stop Zhou Zhiruo. It was the highest technique of the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi; his palms moved randomly, making it hard to tell which one was real, holding the three monks' palm strengths together like glue.
Zhou Zhiruo leaped into the circle toward Xie Xun. "Pei!" Xie Xun spat, "Lowly woman …"
Zhou Zhiruo reached out and sealed his mute acupoint. "Surnamed Xie," she scolded, "I have come to rescue you with good intentions. Why do you insult me? Your crimes have reached the heavens; your life is hanging by the thread in my hand. Do you think I cannot kill you?" While saying that, she raised her right hand with her five fingers forming a claw, ready to strike the top of Xie Xun's head.
Zhang Wuji was very anxious to see this. "Zhiruo, no …!" he hastily said.
At this moment, he was engaged in a stake-it-all battle with the three monks, in which everybody was exerting the internal energy cultivation of their entire life. The three monks did not have any intention to kill him, but in this kind of battle, they had reached the critical moment; where either they injured the enemy, or they themselves would perish. There was simply no room for either side to yield to the opponent.
As Zhang Wuji opened his mouth, his 'chi' was decreased slightly. The three monks' 'topple-the-mountain-and-overturn-the-sea' kind of palm strength immediately surged in. Zhang Wuji had no choice but increase his own strength in defense. Both sides were in a stalemate situation. Their strengths were interlocking each other. They had to continue until victory or defeat was decided, without any chance to escape midway.
Zhou Zhiruo's claw was hung midair, but she did not continue her strike. Casting a cold sidelong glance toward Zhang Wuji she said with a cold laugh, "Zhang Wuji, when you abandoned me during the wedding ceremony in Haozhou that day, did you ever imagine there will be a day like today?"
Zhang Wuji's mind was divided into three parts: he was anxious over Xie Xun's safety, he was angry that she chose this critical moment to settle an old score, and he was busy fending off the three monks' palm strength, which was flooding in towards him. Even if he was completely focused, he would most likely still lose in the end. Much less now that his mind was in confusion, he was facing a more imminent catastrophe. Cold beads of sweat were forming on his forehead, streaming down to his chest and back, soaking his clothes.
Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao, Shuo Bude, Yu Lianzhou, Yin Liting, and the others were all shocked to see this critical situation. They all had the same thought, namely, they wanted to save Zhang Wuji. Even if they had to lose their lives in the process, they would not regret it. However, they all realized that their own strength was inadequate. Not only they could not break the fight, even if they did attack the Shaolin three monks, the three monks would easily divert the external force toward Zhang Wuji, adding to the force he had to withstand. In the end, instead of helping him, they would harm him.
Raising his voice, Kong Zhi called out, "Three Shishu [martial (younger) uncle], Zhang Jiaozhu has shown kindness to our Sect; please be lenient to him."
But the battle between these four people had reached the stage where they could not back off. Zhang Wuji had never had any intention to harm the three monks. The three monks remembered Zhang Wuji had helped them out of trouble the other day, they were also waiting for an opportunity to stop the battle. Only, both sides were in the 'qi hu nan xia' [riding a tiger, hard to get off] predicament. The spirituality of the three monks had transcended the material world. It was not that they turned a deaf ear to Kong Zhi's cry; they did want to acknowledge him, but they were unable to do so.
Wei Yixiao's shadow flashed by. Like a floating blue smoke, he slipped into the middle of the broken pine trees. He wanted to pounce on Zhou Zhiruo, but he saw Zhou Zhiruo's right hand was still suspended in the air. If he pounced on her, her claw would certainly strike down on top of Xie Xun's head. If Xie Xun died, Zhang Wuji's heart would be greatly grieved and he would die immediately under the three monks' hands. Thereupon, when Wei Yixiao was less than a 'zhang' away from Zhou Zhiruo, he halted his steps in hesitation and did not dare to make a further move.
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Zhang Wuji threw the two Sheng Huo Ling tablets in his hands toward Du E and Du Jie. The two monks were busy dodging the falling trees, and now they had to deal with the incoming Sheng Huo Ling tablets; the movements of their hands and feet became chaotic. Zhang Wuji bent his knees and rolled underneath the falling trees, which had not reached the ground yet. He had entered the Jin Gang Fu Mo Quan's center. Using the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi technique, his palms pushed and turned, and the boulder covering the dungeon was shoved open.
"Yifu, come out, quick!" he called out. Afraid that Xie Xun was unwilling to come out, without waiting for a reply, Zhang Wuji put one hand down the hole and grabbed the back of Xie Xun's collar and lifted him up.
Right this moment, Du E and Du Jie's whips arrived. Zhang Wuji was forced to let Xie Xun down. He took out two more Sheng Huo Ling tablets from his bosom and threw the tablets toward the two monks. Quick as lighting his hands grabbed the tips of the whips. Du E and Du Jie were about to exert their internal energy to pull the whips back, but the two Sheng Huo Ling tablets had already arrived in front of their faces with speed that did not give them any leeway. The two monks did not have any choice but let their whips go as they hastily jumped back. It was the only way they could evade the Sheng Huo Ling attack.
In the meantime, Du Nan's left palm was threatening Zhang Wuji's chest. "Zhiruo," Zhang Wuji called out, "Stop him!" Slanting his body sideways to evade, he carried Xie Xun in his arms. As soon as he managed to get Xie Xun out of the three pine trees encirclement, Shaolin Pai would not have anything to say.
"Humph," Zhou Zhiruo snorted, but she hesitated, while Du Nan's right palm followed his left. Zhang Wuji turned his body around to avoid the vital acupoint on his back from being hit, letting the palm to land on his shoulder instead.
Carrying Xie Xun, Zhang Wuji wanted to break out from the pine trees. "Child Wuji," Xie Xun said, "In all my life I have committed grave sins. In this place I am listening to the scripture about repentance, my heart is at peace. Why do you insist on taking me out?" While saying that, he tried to struggle free.
Zhang Wuji knew Yifu's martial art skill was very high; if he stubbornly refused to go, he could be very difficult to be dealt with. "Yifu," he said, "Please forgive Child's offense!" The five fingers of his right hand moved lightning fast, sealing several acupoints on Xie Xun's thigh, chest and abdomen, rendering Xie Xun immobile temporarily.
Because of this slight delay, the palms of the three Shaolin monks had struck by. "Leave him!" they barked.
Zhang Wuji was aware that the palms of these three monks had surrounded him from all directions. Before the palms arrived, the wind generated by these palms had already pressing him. He had no other choice but put Xie Xun down on the ground, and then lifted his palms to block.
"Zhiruo," he called out, "Quickly take Yifu out!" His palms shook, forming a circle, and he sent his palm strengths to engage the palms of the three monks so that none of them could leave to stop Zhou Zhiruo. It was the highest technique of the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi; his palms moved randomly, making it hard to tell which one was real, holding the three monks' palm strengths together like glue.
Zhou Zhiruo leaped into the circle toward Xie Xun. "Pei!" Xie Xun spat, "Lowly woman …"
Zhou Zhiruo reached out and sealed his mute acupoint. "Surnamed Xie," she scolded, "I have come to rescue you with good intentions. Why do you insult me? Your crimes have reached the heavens; your life is hanging by the thread in my hand. Do you think I cannot kill you?" While saying that, she raised her right hand with her five fingers forming a claw, ready to strike the top of Xie Xun's head.
Zhang Wuji was very anxious to see this. "Zhiruo, no …!" he hastily said.
At this moment, he was engaged in a stake-it-all battle with the three monks, in which everybody was exerting the internal energy cultivation of their entire life. The three monks did not have any intention to kill him, but in this kind of battle, they had reached the critical moment; where either they injured the enemy, or they themselves would perish. There was simply no room for either side to yield to the opponent.
As Zhang Wuji opened his mouth, his 'chi' was decreased slightly. The three monks' 'topple-the-mountain-and-overturn-the-sea' kind of palm strength immediately surged in. Zhang Wuji had no choice but increase his own strength in defense. Both sides were in a stalemate situation. Their strengths were interlocking each other. They had to continue until victory or defeat was decided, without any chance to escape midway.
Zhou Zhiruo's claw was hung midair, but she did not continue her strike. Casting a cold sidelong glance toward Zhang Wuji she said with a cold laugh, "Zhang Wuji, when you abandoned me during the wedding ceremony in Haozhou that day, did you ever imagine there will be a day like today?"
Zhang Wuji's mind was divided into three parts: he was anxious over Xie Xun's safety, he was angry that she chose this critical moment to settle an old score, and he was busy fending off the three monks' palm strength, which was flooding in towards him. Even if he was completely focused, he would most likely still lose in the end. Much less now that his mind was in confusion, he was facing a more imminent catastrophe. Cold beads of sweat were forming on his forehead, streaming down to his chest and back, soaking his clothes.
Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao, Shuo Bude, Yu Lianzhou, Yin Liting, and the others were all shocked to see this critical situation. They all had the same thought, namely, they wanted to save Zhang Wuji. Even if they had to lose their lives in the process, they would not regret it. However, they all realized that their own strength was inadequate. Not only they could not break the fight, even if they did attack the Shaolin three monks, the three monks would easily divert the external force toward Zhang Wuji, adding to the force he had to withstand. In the end, instead of helping him, they would harm him.
Raising his voice, Kong Zhi called out, "Three Shishu [martial (younger) uncle], Zhang Jiaozhu has shown kindness to our Sect; please be lenient to him."
But the battle between these four people had reached the stage where they could not back off. Zhang Wuji had never had any intention to harm the three monks. The three monks remembered Zhang Wuji had helped them out of trouble the other day, they were also waiting for an opportunity to stop the battle. Only, both sides were in the 'qi hu nan xia' [riding a tiger, hard to get off] predicament. The spirituality of the three monks had transcended the material world. It was not that they turned a deaf ear to Kong Zhi's cry; they did want to acknowledge him, but they were unable to do so.
Wei Yixiao's shadow flashed by. Like a floating blue smoke, he slipped into the middle of the broken pine trees. He wanted to pounce on Zhou Zhiruo, but he saw Zhou Zhiruo's right hand was still suspended in the air. If he pounced on her, her claw would certainly strike down on top of Xie Xun's head. If Xie Xun died, Zhang Wuji's heart would be greatly grieved and he would die immediately under the three monks' hands. Thereupon, when Wei Yixiao was less than a 'zhang' away from Zhou Zhiruo, he halted his steps in hesitation and did not dare to make a further move.
Zhang Wuji threw the two Sheng Huo Ling tablets in his hands toward Du E and Du Jie. The two monks were busy dodging the falling trees, and now they had to deal with the incoming Sheng Huo Ling tablets; the movements of their hands and feet became chaotic. Zhang Wuji bent his knees and rolled underneath the falling trees, which had not reached the ground yet. He had entered the Jin Gang Fu Mo Quan's center. Using the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi technique, his palms pushed and turned, and the boulder covering the dungeon was shoved open."Yifu, come out, quick!" he called out. Afraid that Xie Xun was unwilling to come out, without waiting for a reply, Zhang Wuji put one hand down the hole and grabbed the back of Xie Xun's collar and lifted him up.Right this moment, Du E and Du Jie's whips arrived. Zhang Wuji was forced to let Xie Xun down. He took out two more Sheng Huo Ling tablets from his bosom and threw the tablets toward the two monks. Quick as lighting his hands grabbed the tips of the whips. Du E and Du Jie were about to exert their internal energy to pull the whips back, but the two Sheng Huo Ling tablets had already arrived in front of their faces with speed that did not give them any leeway. The two monks did not have any choice but let their whips go as they hastily jumped back. It was the only way they could evade the Sheng Huo Ling attack.In the meantime, Du Nan's left palm was threatening Zhang Wuji's chest. "Zhiruo," Zhang Wuji called out, "Stop him!" Slanting his body sideways to evade, he carried Xie Xun in his arms. As soon as he managed to get Xie Xun out of the three pine trees encirclement, Shaolin Pai would not have anything to say."Humph," Zhou Zhiruo snorted, but she hesitated, while Du Nan's right palm followed his left. Zhang Wuji turned his body around to avoid the vital acupoint on his back from being hit, letting the palm to land on his shoulder instead.Carrying Xie Xun, Zhang Wuji wanted to break out from the pine trees. "Child Wuji," Xie Xun said, "In all my life I have committed grave sins. In this place I am listening to the scripture about repentance, my heart is at peace. Why do you insist on taking me out?" While saying that, he tried to struggle free.Zhang Wuji knew Yifu's martial art skill was very high; if he stubbornly refused to go, he could be very difficult to be dealt with. "Yifu," he said, "Please forgive Child's offense!" The five fingers of his right hand moved lightning fast, sealing several acupoints on Xie Xun's thigh, chest and abdomen, rendering Xie Xun immobile temporarily.Because of this slight delay, the palms of the three Shaolin monks had struck by. "Leave him!" they barked.Zhang Wuji was aware that the palms of these three monks had surrounded him from all directions. Before the palms arrived, the wind generated by these palms had already pressing him. He had no other choice but put Xie Xun down on the ground, and then lifted his palms to block."Zhiruo," he called out, "Quickly take Yifu out!" His palms shook, forming a circle, and he sent his palm strengths to engage the palms of the three monks so that none of them could leave to stop Zhou Zhiruo. It was the highest technique of the Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi; his palms moved randomly, making it hard to tell which one was real, holding the three monks' palm strengths together like glue.Zhou Zhiruo leaped into the circle toward Xie Xun. "Pei!" Xie Xun spat, "Lowly woman "Zhou Zhiruo reached out and sealed his mute acupoint. "Surnamed Xie," she scolded, "I have come to rescue you with good intentions. Why do you insult me? Your crimes have reached the heavens; your life is hanging by the thread in my hand. Do you think I cannot kill you?" While saying that, she raised her right hand with her five fingers forming a claw, ready to strike the top of Xie Xun's head.Zhang Wuji was very anxious to see this. "Zhiruo, no !" he hastily said.At this moment, he was engaged in a stake-it-all battle with the three monks, in which everybody was exerting the internal energy cultivation of their entire life. The three monks did not have any intention to kill him, but in this kind of battle, they had reached the critical moment; where either they injured the enemy, or they themselves would perish. There was simply no room for either side to yield to the opponent.As Zhang Wuji opened his mouth, his 'chi' was decreased slightly. The three monks' 'topple-the-mountain-and-overturn-the-sea' kind of palm strength immediately surged in. Zhang Wuji had no choice but increase his own strength in defense. Both sides were in a stalemate situation. Their strengths were interlocking each other. They had to continue until victory or defeat was decided, without any chance to escape midway.Zhou Zhiruo's claw was hung midair, but she did not continue her strike. Casting a cold sidelong glance toward Zhang Wuji she said with a cold laugh, "Zhang Wuji, when you abandoned me during the wedding ceremony in Haozhou that day, did you ever imagine there will be a day like today?"Zhang Wuji's mind was divided into three parts: he was anxious over Xie Xun's safety, he was angry that she chose this critical moment to settle an old score, and he was busy fending off the three monks' palm strength, which was flooding in towards him. Even if he was completely focused, he would most likely still lose in the end. Much less now that his mind was in confusion, he was facing a more imminent catastrophe. Cold beads of sweat were forming on his forehead, streaming down to his chest and back, soaking his clothes.Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao, Shuo Bude, Yu Lianzhou, Yin Liting, and the others were all shocked to see this critical situation. They all had the same thought, namely, they wanted to save Zhang Wuji. Even if they had to lose their lives in the process, they would not regret it. However, they all realized that their own strength was inadequate. Not only they could not break the fight, even if they did attack the Shaolin three monks, the three monks would easily divert the external force toward Zhang Wuji, adding to the force he had to withstand. In the end, instead of helping him, they would harm him.Raising his voice, Kong Zhi called out, "Three Shishu martial younger uncle, Zhang Jiaozhu has shown kindness to our Sect; please be lenient to him."But the battle between these four people had reached the stage where they could not back off. Zhang Wuji had never had any intention to harm the three monks. The three monks remembered Zhang Wuji had helped them out of trouble the other day, they were also waiting for an opportunity to stop the battle. Only, both sides were in the 'qi hu nan xia' riding a tiger, hard to get off predicament. The spirituality of the three monks had transcended the material world. It was not that they turned a deaf ear to Kong Zhi's cry; they did want to acknowledge him, but they were unable to do so.Wei Yixiao's shadow flashed by. Like a floating blue smoke, he slipped into the middle of the broken pine trees. He wanted to pounce on Zhou Zhiruo, but he saw Zhou Zhiruo's right hand was still suspended in the air. If he pounced on her, her claw would certainly strike down on top of Xie Xun's head. If Xie Xun died, Zhang Wuji's heart would be greatly grieved and he would die immediately under the three monks' hands. Thereupon, when Wei Yixiao was less than a 'zhang' away from Zhou Zhiruo, he halted his steps in hesitation and did not dare to make a further move.
