Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 85 - 82: Killing Atmosphere in the Hall, Tit for Tat (Seeking Initial Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Pass)

Chapter 85: Chapter 82: Killing Atmosphere in the Hall, Tit for Tat (Seeking Initial Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Pass)

"Who is Li Feiying?"

Zhou Ping’an asked with a smile, turning his head.

"Rumor has it that he is a lone bandit who roams throughout the Southwest, killing officials and rebelling, opening granaries to distribute grain, regarding the Imperial Court’s laws as nothing. In the provinces and prefectures of the Southwest, he is ranked third on the wanted list.

Whoever captures or kills this man will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold and appointed as a Martial Cavalry Officer at the seventh rank."

Lin Huaiyu’s expression was cold as she spoke slowly.

"Haha, it seems that our Country Warden, who is eager to achieve merits, is not quite satisfied with his eighth-rank position, and is going mad with the desire for promotion, huh?"

Zhou Ping’an laughed heartily, looking around at the Qingyang City guards encircling them, tilting his head and frowning in confusion, and then asked in puzzlement, "What exactly is the reason that County Captain Tian actually thinks that he can take down Li Feiying, the lone bandit who roams the Southwest? Could it be, simply because he has a lot of men under his command?"

As he spoke lightly and jocularly, he furiously burned his Wishful Thought Power within his mind...

The secret manual of Ghostly Shadows Step which he had seen and remembered before, various patterns, and the secrets flowed through his mind.

He passed through barriers, one step at a time.

The essence of countless stepping techniques and movement methods became instinct within his mind, and then fused into his bones and muscles.

He could even feel the tendons around his waist and legs stealthily shifting positions as they were nurtured by the Qi-Blood.

His body changed silently, muscles and bones becoming more compact and lighter.

’Every unique cultivation technique alters with the blood and changes with the thought... ultimately reflecting on the body.

It seems, in the future, when practicing various martial arts, I must check if there are conflicts and whether they can be merged into one.’"

There were no visible changes to Zhou Ping’an on the surface.

However, in terms of stepping and movement techniques, he made rapid progress.

He stepped directly into the eighth level of Ghostly Shadows Step, attaining the ’Shadowless Under the Sun’ realm.

This was even one level higher than the realm of seven illusions achieved by Deng Yuanhua after many years of practice.

In fact, ever since he rushed up from the bottom of the valley, Zhou Ping’an had already begun to practice and comprehend this stepping technique.

When he returned to modern society, he had kicked the Chentian Martial Arts School around, and although it was akin to bullying the weak, and there was nothing particularly commendable about it.

However, as an amateur martial transmission cultivator challenging a professional boxer, he beat the latter around until he was scrambling for his teeth.

He alone subdued the entire club.

He made the Chentian Club dare not show its face.

Even the gold medal instructor, a provincial champion boxer, was knocked out in one move under his fierce punches...

It was truly a bit too horrifying.

For the ordinary onlookers.

Even if it was staged.

It was performed spectacularly enough.

Moreover, there were some who came out of interest, relishing the misfortunes of the Chentian Club, watching that well-produced, clear-picture video with its somewhat funny script, and started to view Zhou Ping’an differently, praising him greatly.

Therefore, this wave of popularity earned him more than seven thousand likes.

Which means he had over seven thousand Mind Threads.

As the event fermented and the video was shared, causing discussions about combat sports in small circles, the likes continued to increase.

In light of this, Zhou Ping’an felt a bit like a man of considerable wealth and grandeur.

He was not stingy when using the "Karmic Fire Red Lotus Visualization Method."

Seven thousand Mind Threads went up in flames, and as Ghostly Shadows Step broke through to the eighth level, his mind became incredibly clear. He not only understood the current situation,

but also saw through County Magistrate Tian Shouyi’s plans and the thoughts of the middle-aged man in a Taoist robe and long beard on the roof of the rear building.

’It’s nothing more than both the Third Miss Lin and I setting up a scheme to fish in troubled waters, which just happens to coincide with Deng Yuanhua joining forces with the leader of the Black Mountain Bandits who blundered into it, and both parties fighting fiercely...

Tian Shouyi is pleased to see it happen; in his eyes, he likely hopes that the Baicao Hall will prevail, and who knows what tacit understanding they have reached in private.’

’However, what disappoints him is that Deng Yuanhua and Gao Jin, two great experts, because they were fighting separately, suddenly found themselves in dire straits.

Even the backup plans they had were rendered useless before they could be activated, as the situation drastically changed.’

’Having received news about Ghost Cry Cliff, Tian Shouyi made a decisive decision, turned the tables, and simply sent troops to take over Baicao Hall.

No matter what excuses he comes up with, however outrageous they may be, by claiming justice first and the legitimate name of the Imperial Court, he won’t be blamed for any of his actions.’

’In this way, not only a great deal of money and resources but also an opportunity to see if there’s a chance to wipe out the Lin Family’s high-end combat capabilities in one fell swoop.’

All sorts of information flashed through Zhou Ping’an’s mind.

He immediately understood that not only must he not show weakness at this time, but he must also not even give the other party any chance to make things difficult for him. freewёbnoνel-com

Otherwise, even if we win, it is still a loss.

Winning would be staging a rebellion.

Losing, of course, goes without saying; one would lose not just the battle but their life here as well, leaving no room for what comes next.

Thus, the best way to break the game is to strike first, causing County Captain Tian and the suspected Lishan Sect expert on the roof to hesitate, daring not to initiate the conflict.

Man-made, a certain situation emerges.

"A stick that beats a wolf fears both ends."

Lin Huaiyu’s mind was extremely agile, lucid and penetrating. From the moment Zhou Ping’an began to speak, she had already grasped what he intended to do.

While naturally continuing the conversation, her aura rippled like green waves, and the Five Organs and Five Qi circulated and converged...

A domineering and tyrannical qi, invisible yet tangible, quietly extended in all directions.

Her voice was clear and sharp, laced with threads of killing intent.

"If having more people was useful, Qingyang City would have already fallen into the hands of the Red Lotus Rebel Army by now. Why would County Captain Tian be displaying his might here?"

It was as if the other party had forgotten who braved the storm of arrows and risked danger to help him win this battle for the city.

They also forgot the wave of heads rolling under the Wave Subduing Blade.

"Two little brats, not afraid of the wind biting their tongues, actually dare to speak to the Country Warden with such impertinence, devoid of the slightest respect.

It seems you two are in league with Li Feiying, nothing more than birds of a feather..."

The middle-aged man in the long bearded Daoist robe flashed down from above with a sneer and drew his pitch-black sword.

Behind him, the black aura billowed as if even the bright sun overhead had lost its warmth, sending a chill through anyone watching.

County Magistrate Tian was caught in a dilemma, his expression struggling, wanting to order an assault yet hesitating.

He didn’t care about having a reason or not; his only concern was the potential for heavy casualties.

Especially sensing the majestic qi emanating from Lin Huaiyu, his mind was even more undecided.

However, Xiao Changhe, an executive of a major sect who was just one step away from Blood Pill mastery, held no such reservations.

He was initially reluctant to take action simply because he saw no benefit and did not want to risk himself.

But if Deng Yuanhua, a Lishan Sect disciple from Baicao Hall, were killed by the opposing party, and his properties taken over, with himself showing no reaction...

Regardless of whether he would face some censure from his sect later, at the very least, it would be quite a loss of face.

The Lishan Sect’s disciples being killed by others, wasn’t that a slap in his own face?

In that moment, he looked down upon County Captain Tian.

He thought him a man whose ambitions soared high as the sky but whose life was as fragile as paper, eager to reap the greatest benefits while wavering indecisively, unable to make up his mind.

With these two thousand elite city guards in such a confined environment, a sudden attack...

Even if the opponent was powerful, they wouldn’t last long.

He wondered, what was there to worry about?

The moment Zhou Ping’an saw this man land, his utterances aimed to stir up a major battle, and he subtly accused him of being in cahoots with the enemies. The blatant malice was so obvious it couldn’t be hidden; he knew he couldn’t let this man keep talking.

He scoffed, "One can eat messy, but words should not be spoken carelessly. Venerable Daoist, your mouth is too loose."

No sooner had he finished speaking...

Lin Huaiyu, as if he had heard the charge of a bugle, let out a clear cry, his long blade unsheathed.

The man moved following the blade; the sword sounded like thunder, rumbling all around as if it had transformed into myriad rolling waves...

With a flash of the blade, Lin Huaiyu was already in front of Xiao Changhe. The blade moved fluidly, cleaving forth a mighty river, swirling, entwining, sealing off...

Just one man with a single blade managed to unleash the momentum of thousands of troops.

"How dare you, junior."

Xiao Changhe held himself in high regard.

He had never imagined that before he could act, his opponent would strike first.

What he hadn’t anticipated was that this delicate and charming young woman, whom one would wish to dote on and hold indulgently, could be so fierce in battle.

Her blade strike seemed to flip the entire courtyard upside down.

’Who was it that reported, claiming that this woman had ties with Deng Yuanhua, that they had fought to a draw and even then, it took both of them to slay that Inner Sect Disciple of Lishan?’

’And who said that this woman had been trapped at the Blood Exchange Mastery for years, unable to break through, and that the Wave Subduing Blade Technique could only bully the weak and was ineffective against the strong...’

Xiao Changhe cursed in his heart, but his hand with the sword was not slow at all.

He struck out boldly.

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