Ask Wudang Chapter 154

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Darba said, “Are you his disciple?”

Yang Guo said, “That’s right.”

Darba then said, “Good, since you are his disciple, I will defeat you first, and then fight him.”

Yang Guo said, “Let’s see if you can defeat me first.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword with a clang and directly thrust it out, aiming for Darba’s face.

Darba naturally dared not be slow, and held his golden vajra horizontally, meeting the attack head-on.

“Clang!”

The two weapons collided, emitting a metallic clang.

Yang Guo’s body swayed slightly, thinking, “This Tibetan monk has great strength!”

Darba’s body also swayed, thinking, “This kid’s internal energy is surprisingly profound.”

Yang Guo had cultivated with Ye Qingfeng for six years and had already reached the level of a first-rate martial artist. Not long ago, he had taken ten snake gall pills, and his internal energy had greatly increased. Although he couldn’t match Darba’s innate divine strength, his internal energy was much higher than Darba’s. In this head-on confrontation, Yang Guo’s internal energy clashed with Darba’s raw strength, which could be said to be an evenly matched contest.

After one exchange, both had a good understanding of each other, so they let loose and fought fiercely.

“Clang, clang, clang…”

Darba’s Supreme Vajra Staff Art, each strike was powerful and heavy. Coupled with his several-dozen-pound golden vajra, the force of each strike was probably no less than a thousand pounds. If an ordinary person were hit, they would at least lose half their life.

Yang Guo’s swordsmanship was also extremely exquisite. Each sword strike had complex variations, and each move was infinitely profound. Although Darba’s Supreme Vajra Staff Art was astonishingly powerful, Yang Guo could cleverly parry it at every critical moment.

After thirty exchanges, Yang Guo suddenly flicked his wrist, and the treasured sword in his hand created layers of sword shadows, attacking Darba’s abdomen.

Darba’s previous move had just been executed, and his offense had not yet slowed down. Facing this storm-like sword strike again, he immediately panicked. At that moment, he heard him let out a loud shout, forcefully swinging the golden vajra into a perfect circle, attempting to block Yang Guo’s sword shadows.

“Clang, clang, clang…”

The two weapons collided several times, and then suddenly, with two “chi chi” sounds, two gashes appeared on the right side of Darba’s lower abdomen. Although his defense was tight, there was still a slight oversight, allowing two sword qi to slip through. Fortunately, the Esoteric Buddhism Qigong he practiced was extremely miraculous, and coupled with his own thick skin and flesh, the damage caused by these two sword qi was only superficial.

Seeing his disciple falling into a disadvantage, the Golden Wheel Monk King couldn’t help but be shocked, secretly thinking, “Central Plains martial arts are indeed subtle and profound, and should not be underestimated.” After a moment of contemplation, he immediately spoke, “Agusjinder, Mimahasden, Qierqierhu.”

These three sentences were Tibetan, and none of the heroes in the hall understood them, but Ye Qingfeng did. This was the Golden Wheel Monk King transmitting a technique in Tibetan. Darba also understood, and he let out a loud shout, suddenly stirring up a gust of wind, and the golden vajra went straight for Yang Guo’s lower body.

Yang Guo, however, was neither hurried nor slow. With a flick of his wrist, his treasured sword pierced diagonally, precisely executing a move called “Kunlun Majestic.”

This move was the essence of the Tai Xuan Sword Art, “Kunlun Majestic,.”

As soon as this move was unleashed, Darba’s fierce attack was immediately resolved, and he was simultaneously flipped over by a great force. Before Darba could react, Yang Guo flicked his wrist again, and his treasured sword struck out rapidly, aiming directly for Darba’s rear, another move called “Divine Battle in the Profound.”

With Darba’s martial arts cultivation, how could he not react to a sudden attack from behind?

However, Yang Guo’s cultivation was more than a notch higher than his, and the Tai Xuan Sword Art was incredibly miraculous. Even if he reacted in time, he was still an inch short when he hastily dodged. In an instant, with a “poof” sound, blood bloomed on his rear.

The rear was a vulnerable spot on the human body. Even with Darba’s thick skin, this sword strike still caused him immense pain.

“You stinky brat, how dare you…”

For a moment, Darba clutched his rear, cold sweat pouring down his face, his heart filled with unspeakable bitterness.

“Hahahahaha, this move is wonderful, truly wonderful.”

“The Tartar barbarians don’t understand the wonders of Central Plains martial arts, now you know how powerful it is, right?”

“This young brother has such exquisite swordsmanship, worthy of being a high disciple of the Sword Saint.”

Seeing Darba’s comical appearance, the heroes immediately burst into laughter, their voices resounding powerfully.

The laughter of the heroes was not without mockery. Darba’s face turned purple with anger, but he had no way to deal with Yang Guo. To save face, he immediately let out another loud shout and flew towards Yang Guo head-on. This move of his was completely without any technique, a desperate, reckless move. Clearly, for the sake of his so-called face, he was even willing to sacrifice his life.

Yang Guo knew that he had forced his opponent into a corner, so he no longer held back. He flicked his wrist, and the treasured sword in his hand drew a circle, then gracefully twirled, creating layers of sword shadows that resembled an infinitely dense net. The sword shadows permeated, and the sword qi crisscrossed, directly enveloping Darba’s figure without leaving any gaps. This was precisely the move “Qian Jian Qie Qie.”

The Tai Xuan Divination said: “Qian Jian Qie Qie, seeking prosperity and returning.”

Once the sword was unleashed, the heart was tied, and the sword was like a net, most effective at trapping and capturing people.

Darba was deeply caught in the sword net, like a firefly caught in a spider web, unable to resist.

Yang Guo, having gained the upper hand, did not relent. He raised his hand and unleashed three more sword strikes with a “swish, swish, swish”: “Dragon Emerging from the Middle,” “Sun Centered in the Sky,” and “Moon Missing its Fullness.” The layers of sword shadows pointed respectively at Darba’s “Dazhui,” “Fengmen,” and “Jianjing” vital acupoints.

These three acupoints are important points on the Ren. If struck, it would result in either death or severe injury.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz…”

In that flash of lightning, a sharp surge of internal energy suddenly ripped through the air, heading straight for Yang Guo’s back.

This surge of internal energy came with extreme force, making the air hum and its power was astonishing.

Glancing sideways, he saw a wheel flying through the air, swift and sharp. It was the Golden Wheel Monk King making his move.

Yang Guo’s current cultivation, though already at the peak of the first-rate level, still needed some refinement to reach the level of the Five Greats. The Golden Wheel Monk King, however, had undoubtedly reached the level of the Five Greats, and his martial arts were superior to Yang Guo’s.

Therefore, in such a hasty situation, Yang Guo simply could not block this move.

“Clangalang!”

It was said to be slow, but it was fast. Just as Yang Guo was about to suffer, a figure flashed, and the golden wheel was already in Ye Qingfeng’s hand.

This martial arts competition was a fair contest. Since the Golden Wheel Monk King had intervened, Ye Qingfeng could naturally intervene as well.

The Golden Wheel Monk King possessed five wheels: gold, silver, copper, iron, and lead. Along with these five wheels, he also had a profound and miraculous technique called “Five Wheels Great Rotation,” which made the name “Five Wheels Monk King” more fitting for him. As for the origin of the name “Golden Wheel Monk King,” it was simply because his martial arts were so high that when facing an enemy, he only needed to use one golden wheel, and the enemy would already be unable to resist, hence this title.

The golden wheel attack just now was both strange and fast. The heroes only heard its sound but did not see its form. Only Ye Qingfeng and Guo Jing saw it clearly.

Guo Jing had intended to fly forward to rescue, but unexpectedly, Ye Qingfeng had already taken a step ahead, so he had to give up.

Considering that the Golden Wheel Monk King had broken the rules of the martial arts competition, Guo Jing immediately said with righteous indignation, “Master, you are a respected monk, yet you resorted to a sneak attack and broke the rules of the competition. Are you not afraid of being ridiculed by the world?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the heroes immediately became agitated, drawing their weapons one after another, and shouts of condemnation rose and fell.

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