Chapter 584: Chapter 334: Severed Qi and Martial Arts, Surrounded Lady, Li Xian Appears to Protect Her Alone

The sword elder of the Yue Mountain Sword Sect, "Wang Zongzheng," saw that both Xiao Wanjian and Hu Yueyue failed to gain any advantage; one was repelled in mid-air, and the other’s clothes were soaked, extremely embarrassed. Overcome with curiosity, eager to try, he shouted, "What a demon woman, let me taste your skill!"

He glanced around, knowing the bell would resonate, and the martial arts techniques must be quick, urgent, and fierce, instantly forming a stance to be effective. He grabbed some sand and rocks from the ground and threw them into the lake. Fine sand spread across the sky, shooting out. Coarse sand fell into the lake water, but didn’t sink, instead dragging the water along, splashing and causing waves as it went.

The sand and rocks collided, producing a chaotic noise, disrupting the musical rhythm. Countless fine sands shot towards the Lake Heart Pavilion from all directions. Though the gravel was fine and light, it had tremendous killing power. This was the "Great Waves Sifting Sand" move from the Yue Mountain Sword Sect’s martial arts "River Viewing Sword," which required one person, one boat, and one sword, to use the sword to sift sand from the rushing river day after day, year after year. It aimed at ’quick’, ’scattered’, and ’dense’, with offensive momentum like pouring crazy sand. The defensive stance is like a lonely boat crossing a river, yet calmly unmoved. Yue Mountain is the grandest mountain among the Five Mountains Sword Alliance, with a surging river at its foot. Therefore, the sect’s martial arts have a grand and majestic momentum.

Wang Zongzheng was exceptionally skilled in this art, throwing sand and gravel lightly and scattered, yet quick and fierce, mixed with the water quality of the lake, suddenly having the momentum of rushing river waves. If not for the consideration of the "bell sound" resonance, Wang Zongzheng could pursue speed and urgency, and the move’s majestic scene could be more awe-inspiring, only praising.

Seeing the killing momentum formed, the scattered sand and crazy waves shot in from all directions, but suddenly stopped, like a tsunami immediately dispersed. Countless scattered sands sank into the lake. Wen Caishang lightly plucked the qin strings, easily resolving it. Wang Zongzheng was taken aback, took two steps back, and exclaimed, "It’s Ning Chun Zi’s Ode to the River!"

In this brief moment, the martial arts contest had concluded. Wang Zongzheng’s River Viewing Sword · Great Waves Sifting Sand move, when executed, was like surging crazy sand and giant waves. However, "Ning Chun Zi’s" "Ode to the River" precisely captured its vital point, completely subduing and defeating it. In ancient times, there was a Celestial Official "Ning Chun Zi," a famous music master through the ages. One day, bidding farewell to a friend, watching the friend leave by river.

But suddenly, the sky darkened, the river surged urgently, extremely dangerous. Ning Chun Zi, feeling sorrowful, created the Ode to the River according to the emotion, scene, and intention. Originally a flute melody, but after playing it completely, the wind and waves dispersed, and the river surface was calm for three days. The people along the river all learned it, singing and playing the Ode to the River to boost morale whenever encountering river waves and winds.

Wen Caishang played the qin instead of the flute, performing the Ode to the River. Although the Ode to the River was not martial arts, it defeated moves with no moves. This resolution was incredibly stunning, leaving all the sword sect elders looking at each other in amazement, exclaiming: "This demon woman’s qin mastery is extraordinary, no wonder she chose the qin to confront us. Truly insidious and treacherous, hmph, no matter how capable she is, she is now surrounded by us, how can we let her be arrogant?" The disciples of various sects did not understand music or the underlying mysteries, only cursing the demon woman’s exquisite methods.

Wen Caishang mocked: "I have long heard that the Five Mountains Sword Sect establishes their heart with the sword, and their intention with the mountain, as a prestigious and honorable sect, an alliance of gentlemen. But today in such great force, bullying the few with many, besieging me, a weak woman, is it not unseemly?"

Xiao Wanjian, having been humiliated greatly earlier, losing face, coldly retorted: "To capture you, demon woman, what need is there for propriety. What etiquette to speak of with the likes of you, rogue."

Wen Caishang’s eyes contained indifference, yet she remained calm and composed. Hou Yuande, the Flat Sword Elder of the Qiu Mountain Sword Sect, said: "No need to speak with this demon woman too much, her qin mastery is quite peculiar, since each of us individually cannot cope, then let’s try together!"

The elders shouted in unison: "Yes! Today we must capture this woman, otherwise, wouldn’t our Five Mountains Sword Alliance lose all face." "To avenge the dead senior and junior brothers." "Capture the demon woman, eradicate the wicked!" "Such a mere demon woman, how can she flaunt in front of our Five Mountains Sword Alliance."...

The voices of various sects echoed together. Wen Caishang said blandly: "A mob, do you really think you can hurt me?" Playing the qin without disorder, sitting calmly in composure.

Around the lake, hundreds of disciples from the Five Mountains Sword Alliance displayed their sword techniques and unique moves, each sect elder employing their means and skills... The lake was filled with crisscrossing Sword Qi, strange lights rising, and bizarre moves emerging layer upon layer, truly a scene of chaos. The clashing of swords was sharp, the water vapor filled the sky. The surrounding trees collapsed and fell, the artificial hills and stones shattered and cracked.

A beautiful garden scene, how could it endure such devastation and ravage. Yet the deeper they fought, the harder it was to let go.

Wen Caishang borrowed the "qin sound," letting the endless killing momentum, sword sounds, sword Qi, glimmers of swords and shadows, a hundred changing moves, she resolved them easily with the qin music, like melting snow, all resolved. After such a long stalemate, not only did the sects lose face, but the disciples also gradually showed signs of exhaustion. After switching several waves of disciples, they gained nothing.

Wen Caishang’s music spread out, several times almost leading to the disciples fighting among themselves, turning into chaos. However, the mysterious bell sound from afar nullified her advantage. In such a situation, you can’t advance in attack, and I can’t break out in kill, mutually stalemated, it had become a deadlock.

Wen Caishang glanced sideways, thinking: "The bell sound is indeed getting faster, I wonder what the ultimate speed will be. If I just have a brief moment, I can ensure my safety, but if the bell sounds connect without pause, my means won’t be able to deploy. The number of opponents is many, very challenging to handle."

She observed her surroundings, contemplating an escape plan: "If the bell sound doesn’t aid me, then I’ll have to fight my way out. Although the situation is unfavorable to me, such petty rats, if they think they can capture me, it’s in vain." She focused on dealing with the situation.

After such a prolonged assault without success, Hu Yueyue suddenly gestured, the five leading elders stepped back a pace, and gathered to consult. Hu Yueyue said: "This woman is peculiar, her qin mastery is profound and unfathomable. If we attack fiercely from afar, her qin sound can resolve it entirely. Maintaining this stalemate, apart from wasting energy, is of absolutely no use at all."