599 Skied Glints of Gold (1/2)

Although all four men present belonged to a group of the same level with limited differences in their cultivation base standard, there was indeed a contrast of strength among them.

Dugu Chou, Ling Xiaozui, the mysterious man in black himself, and Mr. Nian were the ones who were on par with each other. Their capabilities were similar, thus it would be difficult to foresee the result if they were to fight in a duel.

As for Heaven's Inquisition, Gu Chaliang, he was parallel to them in level, but he was undeniably weaker as his main cultivation was not meant for martial battles. If the mysterious man were to fight with him, the former was confident that he would be able to defeat Gu Chaliang in three hundred strikes.

Feng Xiange's cultivation base would be weaker than the above mentioned. He was similarly not known for battles, thus it would be a stretch for Feng Xiange to fight the mysterious man and trade a hundred blows.

Therefore, Feng Xiange was the weakest link in the siege! As long as this barrier could be broken, the mysterious man could leave gracefully. Otherwise, he would be in danger, even if he could break through this link.

As such, he set up his game plan immediately; he would attack Feng Xiange in full force!

He did not intend to kill the old man, only to break through this siege.

The black-clad mysterious man charged over like a berserk tiger; Feng Xiange, who was his direct target, felt the pressure mounting at once!

However, Feng Xiange had already read the other's mind. His ploy was terribly obvious. His side's combat power far exceeded that of the opponent's; the blockade had been formed. The mysterious man was even injured, thus his combat power had been reduced. That being said, the man's true combat power was still above that of Feng Xiange's, capable of killing the latter.

Advancing so aggressively towards him and locking down on him as the target of his killing intent, the mysterious man was obviously forcing him to give way! As long as Feng Xiange drew back, the other party could flee at once. With his cultivation base, they could no longer kill him once he escaped the siege despite being injured; they could only watch him flee.

Understanding this, Feng Xiange breathed in deeply. A glow grew and enveloped him as he welcomed the attack head-on without any hint of evasion. The only solution now was to fight the man in black, face to face without attempting to avoid him!

Feng Xiange had become increasingly firm the older he grew; knowing the crux of the situation, he would never get cold feet. Since the man in black dared to pick him as the breaking point, the old man would make it a point to demonstrate the irony of his choice, so that the black-clothed man would know how it felt being arrogant, absurd and unreasonable…

In fact, the moment he had decided to fight the man forcefully, Feng Xiange had a strange thought that flashed through his mind.

'Heaven's Inquisition obviously has a great grudge against the Four Seasons Tower, barely irreversible, while Ling Xiaozui has a grudging past with the Four Seasons Tower. We can add on the resentment with which the Four Seasons Tower has plotted against Yun Yang. As for Dugu Chou, due to the prior exchange of swords, they would stand against each other as well. Heaven's Inquisition has stated clearly before – Haven't I found two helpers?'

'Those two helpers would namely be Dugu Chou and Ling Xiaozui…'

'Considering all this, this has nothing to do with me. I can totally sit this one out and be free of troubles. However, why am I the one giving it my all now?'

Feng Xiange countered the attack with all his might while feeling that he was actually very, very ill-used.

What was he fighting for? More specifically, what reason did he have to gamble with his life?

No matter how Feng Xiange analyzed the situation inwardly, he had still given his all. It was evident that the fatal siege was already formed. If the man in black did escape from Feng Xiange's place, he would not be able to survive the Four Seasons Tower's subsequent revenge even if Gu Chaliang and the rest did not blame him for it.

This man must be retained here today!

With a loud bang, the result was clear. The mysterious man clad in black's fatal strike did not pale in comparison to any full forced strike from either Ling Xiaozui or Dugu Chou. Despite using his entire array of skills to defend himself, Feng Xiange was flung away like a broken kite with a cry; blood spurted from his mouth as he flew through the air, the severity of his injury apparent.