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Chapter 305 - 271: 【Life and Death Struggle】

Chapter 305: Chapter 271: 【Life and Death Struggle】

"Liu Li..."

Perhaps no one expected Su Liuli to accept the outrageous bet proposed by Murong Sheng; Su Yuxin, Situ Ruoshui, Su Jindi, and even Ye Fan were all astonished!

Beyond that, the three members of the Yanhuang Organization, led by Kang Lin, were also somewhat taken aback.

In their memory, martial artists sometimes would make a bet on the eve of a life-and-death battle, but those bets were usually money, martial techniques, elixir pills, at most a magic artifact.

This kind of bet involving a woman was a first for them!

"Are you sure?"

Murong Sheng himself was also taken by surprise because, having been humiliated by Su Liuli repeatedly, he knew well that there was no hope of being with Su Liuli. He simply wanted to disgust Su Liuli; he never thought she would agree.

"What if you lose?"

Su Liuli coldly stared at Murong Sheng, her question not addressing his.

"Lose?"

Hearing Su Liuli’s words again, Murong Sheng laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, "Heh heh... how could I possibly lose?"

"Nothing is absolute. What will you stake if you lose?" Su Liuli asked, her tone indifferent.

"This Taiyin Xuan Sword in my hand is the Wudang Sect’s magical weapon, an extremely rare high-level Pure Yang Magical Artifact, and is an invaluable treasure!"

Murong Sheng proudly lifted the Taiyin Xuan Sword in his hand and said, "If I lose, this sword will belong to him from then on!"

"Sheng’er..."

Hearing Murong Sheng’s words, Murong Gu frowned; the Taiyin Xuan Sword was the Wudang Sect’s treasure and did not currently belong to Murong Sheng; he had no right to use it as a bet.

"Dad, what is there to fear when I won’t lose?" Murong Sheng, hearing his father’s implication, smiled confidently.

Murong Gu considered this and felt his son had a point, hence he did not comment further.

"It’s not acceptable."

It was then that Ye Fan spoke up; he flatly rejected the bet.

"Boy, do you really think my Taiyin Xuan Sword is worth less than her?"

Murong Sheng, irritated, glared at Ye Fan and sneered, "I’ll tell you the truth, with the value of this Taiyin Xuan Sword, even a thousand, ten thousand of such women would be more than enough in exchange!"

"I believe you."

Su Liuli looked deeply at Ye Fan, not minding Murong Sheng’s insult. Although she was not a martial artist, she could tell that the Taiyin Xuan Sword in Murong Sheng’s hand was very precious. If she could bet herself to help Ye Fan win that sword, it would also be a way to help him.

And if worst comes to worst, should Ye Fan encounter any misfortune and die at the hands of Murong Sheng, she would not hesitate to follow Ye Fan into the afterlife!

"I can win, but I can’t use you as a bet."

Ye Fan gently shook his head, unwilling to gamble with the life of someone close to him, something he simply couldn’t do, even for a magical weapon that martial artists dream of.

"I don’t mind..." Su Liuli whispered.

"I do."

Ye Fan interrupted Su Liuli directly, his soft three words resonating like the most touching love words in the world, filling Su Liuli’s heart with emotion, even to the point of feeling like crying.

"Tsk tsk, how touching indeed."

Witnessing this exchange, Murong Sheng, with teeth itching in hatred, sneered sarcastically, "Hey, boy, since you don’t want to use her as a bet, I can only send you to meet the King of Hell, and then you can long for each other from the underworld and the mortal world!"

"This place is too cramped, not fitting for combat, let’s move to the lawn ahead."

Seeing Murong Sheng’s eagerness to get started, Ye Fan, unafraid but worried that Su Yuxin, Su Liuli, Situ Ruoshui, and Su Jindi would be affected during the battle, suggested moving to the grassy area ahead.

"Why bother with such troubles?" Murong Sheng sneered, "It will take only two or three moves to eliminate you."

"Clang——"

As the words fell, Murong Sheng’s wrist flicked, and the Taiyin Xuan Sword suddenly unsheathed. Its sharp blade shimmered in the sunlight, looking eerily menacing.

"Yuxin, get them to fall back!" Seeing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and turned to tell Su Yuxin.

"Whoosh!"

With Ye Fan’s words falling, and before Su Yuxin could respond, the sound of air being torn erupted. Murong Sheng’s figure flickered, and he launched his sword towards Ye Fan!

The might of Azure Dragon Emerges from the Sea was hard to fend off, and Determining the Fate of the Heavens by Parting the Clouds!

With his very first move, Murong Sheng used the classic strike ’Azure Dragon Emerges from the Sea’ from Wudang’s unique Taiyin Xuanmen Sword Technique. He swept forward like a fierce dragon emerging from the sea, his presence like a rainbow, trembling the hearts of those around him.

At the same time, as the inner strength from Murong Sheng poured into the Taiyin Xuan Sword, the overwhelming Blood Qi within the sword was activated, surging out and transforming into an invisible halo of light enveloping Murong Sheng.

Despicable!

Seeing Murong Sheng take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack while Ye Fan was speaking, Kang Lin and the others inwardly scorned him while hurriedly using their Spiritual Sense to detect if Ye Fan could evade Murong Sheng’s surprise assault.

Damn it!

Though Ye Fan had not expected a surprise attack from Murong Sheng, since meeting him, he had been using his Spiritual Sense to pay attention to every move of Murong Sheng. Sensing the imminent attack, Ye Fan’s heart flared with anger!

In the blink of an eye, the inner strength within Ye Fan surged like a raging tide. However, knowing the might of the Taiyin Xuan Sword, he did not dare to face it head-on and instead channeled his power to his feet. His figure flashed, shrinking into inches, and he swiftly dodged several meters away.

"Zzzt—"

The sound of the blade cutting through the air echoed as the sharp Taiyin Xuan Sword turned into a streak of white light, slashing down from Ye Fan’s previous position as easily as slicing through tofu, leaving a gash in the air.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The fierce sword wind blasted towards Su Jindi, like shards of ice scraped up by a cold gust sweeping across his face, causing stinging pain, constricting his breathing, and turning his complexion as pale as paper.

"Damn it!"

Noticing this, Ye Fan shouted angrily as a powerful surge of mind power burst forth from his consciousness, converging together like an invisible laser, rapidly shooting towards Murong Sheng.

"Hmph!"

Thanks to his father Murong Gu’s reminder, Murong Sheng had protected his consciousness with power even before making his move. The mind power attack from Ye Fan did not harm him at all; he merely snorted coldly and looked at Ye Fan with a playful gaze, "Magic is ineffective against me, pure mind power attacks can’t hurt me in the least. I want to see how you’re going to fight me."

How to fight?

Murong Gu wore a calm smile.

When a master makes a move, one can tell at a glance whether there is substance to their skills. Through observation, he could tell that his son’s strength, speed, and other physical functions were slightly better than Ye Fan’s.

Since Ye Fan’s magic could not injure Murong Sheng, and his mind power posed no threat, the only option left was to confront through martial arts.

In such a situation, with Murong Sheng wielding the Taiyin Xuan Sword and using the Wudang Sect’s supreme Taiyin Xuanmen Sword Technique to deal with Ye Fan, the outcome was virtually without suspense—it was only a matter of time before Murong Sheng would kill Ye Fan!

The younger generation of the Ye Family was finished!

Not only did Murong Sheng see this, but Kang Lin and the other two members of the Yanhuang Organization could also tell that Ye Fan was completely overpowered by Murong Sheng’s momentum after just a brief exchange. Considering the disparity in strength between the two, the same thought naturally emerged in their minds.

As the thought emerged, Kang Lin quickly stepped aside, intending to report the situation at the scene to Zhao Meng, who was on his way.

"If you’re so confident, why resort to such despicable tactics like ambushing?"

At the same time, Ye Fan, undisturbed, stopped using his mind power to attack Murong Sheng’s consciousness and said with a mocking tone, "Also, didn’t you say that I would be defeated within three moves? That’s one move already."

"You’re courting death!"

Seeing that Ye Fan still dared to talk tough while being at an absolute disadvantage, Murong Sheng shouted angrily.

As his voice fell, there he was!

In the next moment.

Murong Sheng appeared in front of Ye Fan as if he had used the Instant Teleportation Technique, his Taiyin Xuan Sword whistling as it thrust toward Ye Fan’s throat.

—Progressive Slash!

With this move, Murong Sheng executed the ’stab’ decision of the Taiyin Xuanmen Sword Technique, striking like an ancient assassin, launching a peerless attack aimed at killing his opponent in one blow!

It must be said that as the leading figure among the young disciples of the Wudang Sect, Murong Sheng had the arrogance to be proud. With the move ’Progressive Slash’, his ’essence, energy, and spirit’ completely fused together, pushing his speed to the extreme, which looked somewhat like ’in a single strike, as if a light breeze without a visible sword, amidst myriad changes, only the sword is seen but not the person’.

Faced with Murong Sheng’s fierce attack, Ye Fan did not dodge hastily as before; instead, he stood still on the spot, his eyes slightly closed, his mind clear and empty.

"Die!!"

Seeing that Ye Fan remained unmoved, standing there like a fool, a cold smile crept into Murong Sheng’s heart, as if he had already seen the scene of Ye Fan’s throat being pierced.

Swish!

All of a sudden, Ye Fan’s eyes snapped open, a faint crimson-gold light flickering in them, and the crimson-gold mind power seed at his brow faintly visible.

In that critical moment, Ye Fan lightly stepped out with his right foot, drawing an arc in the air, his whole body spinning slightly like a gyro.

Simultaneously, a burst of invisible mind power shot out, converging upon the Taiyin Xuan Sword in Murong Sheng’s hand.

"Whoosh!"

A sudden breaking sound rose sharply; though Ye Fan’s evasion speed was fast enough, Murong Sheng’s Taiyin Xuan Sword was even quicker, the blade mere inches from Ye Fan!

But—

Just when Murong Sheng thought he was about to pierce through Ye Fan with his sword, the Taiyin Xuan Sword that shimmered with white light suddenly seemed to lose Murong Sheng’s control, veering slightly to the side.

"Whoosh!"

Between the sparks and flames, the Taiyin Xuan Sword whistled past Ye Fan’s face, the strike missing as the sword wind was blocked by the power surging from within Ye Fan’s body, unable to harm him in the least.

What’s going on?

This bizarre scene shocked Murong Sheng to the core!

"Whoosh!"

Without answering, Ye Fan dodged Murong Sheng’s assassination attempt in an instant, and without pausing, rapidly reached out with his right hand, his five fingers opened wide like iron claws, suddenly grabbing at Murong Sheng’s wrist.

—Seize the blade with bare hands!

"Snap—"

This move caught Murong Sheng completely off guard, the speed of Ye Fan’s hand as fast as lightning, so that Murong Sheng had no chance to dodge; his fingers, like steel claws, clamped down on Murong Sheng’s wrist.

"Dream on!"

Murong Sheng, shaken by the bizarre scene just before, reacted slightly slower and was caught off guard by Ye Fan. Yet he did not panic, but shouted coldly instead.

With a shout, Murong Sheng’s right arm twisted like a large python turning over, shaking with all his might and not only breaking free from Ye Fan’s right hand, but also his Taiyin Xuan Sword whistling as it stabbed toward Ye Fan, who was just inches away!

—Sleeve Hidden Flower!

This technique, famous in the Taiyin Xuanmen Sword Technique as Sleeve Hidden Flower, speaks not of a literal flower but the sword in the martial artist’s hand, the implication being that the sword was hidden inside the sleeve, waiting for the opponent to get close before suddenly striking, catching them off guard.

As danger approached, Ye Fan’s eyes burst with golden light, a stronger mind power once again gathering on the Taiyin Xuan Sword, causing its speed to suddenly slow down!

Meanwhile, Ye Fan’s feet slipped as if he was a slippery loach, flashing backward, causing Murong Sheng to miss yet again!

Hmm?

After missing twice consecutively, Murong Sheng was so shocked that he did not launch another attack but stood still in shock, staring at Ye Fan as if asking: What’s going on?? (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket, Monthly Ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)