Chapter - 191 Wretched Luck Improves After Mastering (13) (2/2)

Wei Bi understood immediately. ”Yes!” he said, and gently laid his Shifu back to the ground.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian looked at each other in great surprise. They had fought the peasant girl before, and although her stances and techniques were exquisite and her skill was above average, her internal energy was mediocre. When she exchanged palms with Wu Lie, it was obvious that the internal strength that jolted Wu Lie was extraordinarily strong. This had puzzled them to no end.

In her heart, the peasant girl was even more shocked. When her acupoints were sealed by Wu Lie, she fell into Zhang Wuji's bosom, completely unable to move. Very soon Wu Qingying's sword would have stabbed her, but suddenly something flew and shook the sword, while a stream of charcoal hot energy flowed through her leg, burst into her 'fu tu' and 'feng shi' acupoints and flushed the sealed acupoints open. Her body shook; lowering her head, she saw Zhang Wuji's hands were gripping both of her ankles, the stream of hot energy rushing into her body continuously via the 'xuan zhong' [hanging bell] acupoint.

This turn of events happened so quickly that before she had time to think about it, Wu Lie's palm had already come down. Without thinking she raised her hand up, thinking that broken hand would be better than crushed shoulder bones. Who would have thought that as soon as two palms collided, Wu Lie was jolted more than a 'zhang' backwards by her own palm? She was startled and thought in her heart, ”Could this ugly freak bum actually be a martial art master with immeasurably deep skill?”

He Taichong was wary; he did not dare to contend in palm strength with her. Unsheathing his sword, he said, ”I want to receive instructions in sword technique from Miss.”

The peasant girl laughed. ”I don't have any sword!” she said.

”Not a problem,” Wei Bi said, ”I'll lend you mine!” Raising his sword, he aimed the tip of the sword toward the girl's chest and exerting himself, he threw the sword away.

The peasant girl reached out and caught the sword in her hand. She laughed and said, ”Your martial art skill is lacking too much, your thrust did not kill me!”

Being a leader of a Sect, He Taichong did not want to take advantage of a younger generation. ”You may start,” he said, ”I will yield to you for three stances before I will attack!”

The peasant girl thrust her sword toward He Taichong's groin. He Taichong snorted in anger. ”A junior is being impolite!” he said in low voice, while lifting his sword to block. But there was a 'Crack!' sound as both swords broke at the same time.

He Taichong's face changed greatly; his shadow swayed and he withdrew half a 'zhang' backwards.

”What a pity! What a pity!” the girl exclaimed inwardly. Turned out Zhang Wuji transmitted his Jiu Yang Shen Gong to her body, but she did not know how to unleash the formidable power of Shen Gong's, which resulted in both swords being broken. If she was able to utilize the power to attack the enemy, only the enemy's sword would be broken, while the sword in her hand would stay intact.

Ban Shuzian was greatly astonished. ”What happened?” she asked in a low voice.