Chapter - 519 Secret Manual And Military Treatise are Hidden Within (12) (2/2)

Speaking to this point, both of them broke out in laughter. The exchange between them was exactly what they were saying when they were trapped in the Green Willow Manor's dungeon together a few years ago. Only, the first time they said that, the words were filled with hostility, while this evening, the words were full of unbounded tender love.

Zhang Wuji smiled and said, ”Aren't you afraid I might scratch the bottom of your foot again?”

Zhao Min laughed and said, ”No, I am not!”

Zhang Wuji grabbed her foot again, but suddenly they heard faint shouts from the direction of northwest. Leaning their heads to listen, they heard clashing gusts of wind; obviously, there were people fighting in the distance.

”Let's go take a look!” they said to each other.

Taking Zhao Min's hand, Zhang Wuji leaped up from the dungeon. Following the direction of the noise, they saw three shadows speeding away to the west. Their feet were exceptionally swift; they were definitely first class martial art masters. Zhang Wuji held out his arm to grab Zhao Min's waist, and then unleashing his 'qing gong' he dashed on a chase. From the distant he noticed that the one in the front was running away, while the other two in the back were pursuing vigorously.

Zhang Wuji picked up his speed trying to close the distance. Under the moonlight he saw that the pursuers were two old men. They were none other than Lu Zhangke and He Biweng. He saw He Biweng wave his left hand, throwing a crane-beak pen forward toward the one in the front. The one in the front swept a sword backward to parry. 'Bang!' the crane-beak pen was thrown to the sky.

Because of this slight delay, Lu Zhangke was able to leap nearby that person, and immediately thrust his deer-antler staff forward. That person leaned sideways to evade and counterattacked with a palm. The moon shone onto that person's face. Her face was pale, her loose long hair fluttered in the wind. Turned out she was Zhou Zhiruo. Zhang Wuji was startled. Hastily he took Zhao Min and hid behind a tree.

He Biweng caught the crane-beak pen as it fell from the sky. He circled toward Zhou Zhiruo's left and launched a converging attack together with Lu Zhangke.

Clenching her teeth, Zhou Zhiruo said, ”Why do you, two old ghosts, painstakingly chase me?”

Lu Zhangke replied, ”Today we have seen it with our own eyes; Zhang Wuji of the Ming Cult managed to seize the Tulong Saber and Yitian Sword, but the secret martial art manual inside the Saber and the Sword was already gone. It must be in Mrs. Song's possession.”

Zhang Wuji was shocked. ”Turned out when I was snatching the blades and saving others, these two old chaps were close by. But why couldn't I know their presence?”

He heard Zhou Zhiruo say, ”There is indeed a secret martial art manual, but I destroyed it as soon as I finished training.”

With a cold laugh Lu Zhangke said, ”Did you say 'finished training'? That easy, huh? These Tulong Saber and Yitian Sword were known as 'the most treasured in Wulin world'; how can the secret hidden inside them be that superficial? Although Mrs. Song's martial art skill stands out above the others, I don't think you have reached the pinnacle yet. Otherwise, with one wave of your hand you would have killed us, two brothers. Why would you run away?”

”If I said I have destroyed it then I have destroyed it,” Zhou Zhiruo said, ”Who has so much spare time to chat with you? I am taking my leave now!”