Chapter - 355 Broken Marriage of the Purple Dress King (18) (1/2)
Jin Hua Popo coughed several times. ”Xie San Ge,” she said, ”How was your martial arts compared to mine in the past?”
”Four Great Protector Kings, each one has their own strengths and weaknesses,” Xie Xun replied.
”But now you have lost your eyes; how would you fare compared to Lao Po Zi?” Jin Hua Popo asked.
Xie Xun fearlessly said, ”You want to take the Saber by force, don't you? With the Tulong Saber in his hand, Xie Xun will overcome the loss of his eyes.” Exhaling a long breath he moved one step forward; the pupils of his blind eyes were aimed at Jin Hua Popo imposingly.
Yin Li was intimidated; she withdrew several steps backward. Jin Hua Popo, with her hunchback, was standing up supported by her walking stick; occasionally she would let out one or two coughs, as if as soon as Xie Xun stretched out his hand, the Saber would be able to chop her into two pieces. But she stood motionless, as if she completely ignored Xie Xun.
Zhang Wuji had seen her in action several times; her speed was truly unbelievable. Probably she was slightly inferior to Wei Yixiao, but her movement was very strange, like a demon or a ghost; totally unpredictable. This moment Xie Xun and she were facing each other; one was like a drawn sword or bent bow, ready to spring into action; the other was like an enlightened sage, totally calm and at ease in the face of danger.
Zhang Wuji thought that since her position was above his (maternal) grandfather, his Yifu and Wei Fu Wang, her martial art skill must be very high; he could not help but secretly feel anxious for Xie Xun.
The wind was howling, the sound of the waves of the sea were faintly heard; adding some chill in the air to this already suspenseful situation. Two people stood less than a 'zhang' away facing each other, but neither one was willing to make the first move.
After a long time, Xie Xun suddenly said, ”Mrs. Han, today you are forcing me to fight you, breaching the oath we made as the Four Protector Kings of the olden days, Xie Xun is really in pain.”
”Xie San Ge,” Jin Hua Popo said, ”You are always soft-hearted; I can't believe those countless famous Wulin's heroes and warriors were killed single-handedly by you.”
Xie Xun sighed, ”I bore the enmity of my father, mother, wife and child; hence I disregarded everything,” he said, ”The one thing I regretted most was with thirteen strokes of 'qi shang quan' [seven injuries fist (technique)] I killed Shaolin Pai's Kong Jian Shen Seng [Divine Monk Kong Jian].”
Jin Hua Popo was awestruck. ”Kong Jian Shen Seng really died under your hands?” she asked, ”When did you learn that kind of fierce martial art skill?” At first she was confident her hands and feet would be able to deal with Xie Xun, but now she started to feel fear.
”Don't be afraid,” Xie Xun said, ”Kong Jian Shen Seng took the beating without retaliating. He wanted to use the vast and boundless Dharma to help me cross over from my evil way.”
”Hmm,” Jin Hua Popo said, ”That sounds better. Lao Po Zi can't be compared to Kong Jian Shen Seng. If you used thirteen punches to kill him, you would only need nine, ten punches to handle Lao Po Zi.”
Xie Xun took a step backwards, his tone suddenly turned gentle, he said, ”Mrs. Han, at the Brightness Peak you treated me well. As your big brother I was sick, while my wife was weak from giving birth and could not get up. You took care of me with full attention for more than a month. I will always appreciate that.” Patting the grey cotton robe he was wearing he said, ”I was overseas wearing beast's leather as clothes, you sewed me this outfit, which fits me well inside and outside, showing me that your brotherly love at the Brightness Peak has not changed. Please leave! From now on we are not going to see each other anymore. I only ask you to find information on that child Wuji's whereabouts and then bring him here to me; I will always be indebted to you.”