300 Internal Strength (2/2)

”Quickly block him, monk!”

”Coward.”

The spectators were more and more rude to Dragon King.

Dragon King heard the spectators' jeers, and finally took the initiative to attack. He swung his weapon towards the steady monk.

Although this move was unremarkable, the way Dragon King moved was as fast as a bolt of black lightning. Not many spectators could achieve this, so they applauded and cheered.

Just like that, the emotions of the crowd were stirred up once again, before it was extinguished without fanfarey. Lianye grabbed the tip of the blade with his left hand but the wooden saber didn't split in half. The duo stood motionlessly as they stopped circling the arena.

”What are they doing?” This question spread through the crowd.

”It seems like... they are competing with their Internal Strength.” The answer was quickly relayed back to everyone's ears, and the crowd nodded in agreement.

The two of them had fought against each other before. Therefore, they knew their opponent's limit well.

Even though Gu Shenwei was holding a wooden saber, Lianye was fearful of Dragon King's machete skills. Hence, Lianye had to be careful and wanted to kill his enemy in as few moves as possible.

Gu Shenwei knew that he could never win the monk by using his bare fists, so he decided to fight using Internal Strength from the very beginning.

Gu Shenwei had a taste of Lianye's deep-seated Internal Strength. However, things were no longer what they used to be. His Internal Strength had improved tremendously after diligently practicing Wayless Qigong. He was confident that he could compete against the monk.

Lianye's Internal Breath was akin to a bowl of warm water, not domineering but flowing endlessly. It was guided through the wooden saber into Gu Shenwei's body. Meanwhile, his right hand flicked blows of Internal Breath at Dragon King's Dantian directly.

Gu Shenwei soon realized that he had underestimated Lianye.

Lianye was as horrified as Dragon King. His Internal Strength had already been quite profound before becoming a monk. It was further improved after he meeting a brilliant master at Four Truths Temple. He had practiced for decades. It was hard to comprehend how Dragon King had already achieved such strong Internal Strength when he was only in his twenties.

Dragon King's Internal Breath was extremely unique. It was as though countless tiny ice cones were pouring into Lianye's body like a crumbling iceberg. He could feel the chill in his body gradually intensify.

”Look, the monk is losing!” Someone among the listless crowd finally noticed what was happening.

”Rather, the monk is going to turn to ice soon.”

His bare arm trembled slightly and Lianye's fluffy beard was covered with a layer of frost.

The spectators gestured wildly in excitement and surprise. They had never seen kungfu like this before. The crowd had finally gotten something worthy to talk about for the next few days. Dragon King certainly did have what it took.

Everyone thought that Dragon King was about to win; only Gu Shenwei knew that he was about to lose.

Although Lianye's skin was frozen, his vital organs were still well protected. The Internal Breath that flowed through the wooden saber had drained most of Gu Shenwei's strength. Furthermore, the blows of invisible Internal Breath that the monk was firing had intensified. Gu Shenwei could only use his Dantian to put up in resistance.

Like dripping water penetrating through stone, constant perseverance would yield success.

It was about time. ”Monk hasn't removed the Peripheral Force implanted by Barren Sect yet, have you?”, Gu Shenwei whispered.

A few years ago, Lianye had fought with a disciple from the Barren Sect using Internal Strength on Gu Shenwei's body. A momentary oversight had resulted in him being implanted with the Peripheral Force. Even though the Force was negligible at that time, it had grown stronger in recent years. It had become a lingering evil that did not go away.

Lianye's face changed abruptly as his Internal Breath became chaotic. Gu Shenwei intensified his attack, and continued saying, ”Because of such a small injury, you managed to be controlled, even implicating your senior...”

”Shut up!” Lianye shouted. His voice was deafening thunder that swept through Rouge Forest, startling the unsuspecting spectators.

The roar had been to scare. Lianye's Internal Breath became more erratic. Although it was extremely powerful, it was gradually being exhausted.

Gu Shenwei had been waiting for this opportunity all along. All of a sudden, he released the wooden saber and nimbly appeared behind the monk. He punched the monk's neck and back.

Lianye spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

Only Dragon King was left standing on the arena, empty-handed.

The crowd was momentarily stunned by the duel ending so abruptly and stood in silence; no one spoke a single word.

The silence lasted for a short time before an arrow shot through the air towards Dragon King, who was still in the arena.

”Kill.” With this command, more arrows shot towards the arena.

Chaos erupted. Half of the spectators were idlers who had no knowledge of martial arts. The unexpected change of events had them fleeing the scene in fear. The machetemen grasped the handle of their sabers and observed the situation. They would rather stay neutral and act as if this had nothing to do with them.

At the same time the first arrow was shot, more than a hundred machetemen in long capes jumped out from all corners and pounced on different targets. They shouted, ”Get Joy Pavilion! Get Joy Pavilion!”

Chu Nanping and Tie Linglong leapt onto the stage. The youth drew his sword out of the scabbard with one hand and handed Dragon King the Five Peaks Saber with the other.

The first public showdown between Dragon King of Great Snowmountain and Wildhorse of Joy Pavilion would begin.