The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 589 - - A Slap
Chapter 589: Chapter 589 – A Slap
Ying Qingfeng stood up, eagerly anticipating the martial meeting that took place today – his duel with Huang Xiaolong!
This upcoming duel had set Ying Qingfeng’s fighting spirit aflame, propelling his morale to its zenith. He was fully aware of its significance, far outweighing his previous clash with Ying Aotian.
Ying Qingfong had never taken Ying Aotian seriously, even when Aotian reacquired his martial arts skills.
But Huang Xiaolong was different. From the beginning to the end of today’s family meeting, Huang Xiaolong was a mystery. He deftly navigated through it, inciting countless surprises. Not only had he become the biggest trump card of Ying Xiao’s line, but he also gained favor from the Family Head and Elder Group. Smitten by his astounding performance, almost all members of the Ying Family were looking at Huang Xiaolong in a new light.
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He had already started to shine!
This dazzling light almost seemed a threat to Ying Qingfeng, a prince-grade genius!
Ying Qingfeng was determined to defend his honor till his last breath and douse this radiance with his own hands!
“You lowly cur, you caused quite a stir. Regrettably… all your surprises will only be a stepping stone to my rise! You will only be a stepping stone for me! Once I defeat you, my glory will rise to its pinnacle! Your prior actions will serve as my catalyst!”
He planned to use Huang Xiaolong as a stepping stone!
Treading towards the ring, he carried himself like a sovereign. His every move was imbued with mighty dignity, unbeknown. Each step he took heightened his sword aura, causing the air he came into contact with to part ways.
“Son-in-law, be careful.” Ying Xiao warned, her face grave,” My brother’s line is certain to eliminate you. You have become their most significant threat, even bigger than Aotian. If you aren’t sure enough, you don’t have to step on the stage.”
Ying Xiao was indeed wary of Ying Qingfeng. Though Ying Aotian held up for a while in his duel against Ying Qingfeng without getting hurt, Qingfeng’s martial arts, understanding, and application of swordmanship were indeed formidable.
Although Huang Xiaolong was strong and had many strategies up his sleeve, not many cheered for him!
Perhaps, because Huang Xiaolong’s victories seemed too easy, which led to the misconception that he was just ridiculously lucky!
“Hahaha~~~ Don’t worry about me. In fact, I’ve been waiting for this moment too.” Smiling at Ying Xiao, Huang Xiaolong straightened up, took a sword, and walked towards the ring.
Both of them stepped onto the ring!
Utter silence fell over the arena!
Their gazes met. Even though their faces remained expressionless, anyone with a potent spiritual strength could see the sparks in the air, as if their wills were already clashing!
“In this battle, I will let you know who the insignificant ant or the soaring goose is.” Ying Qingfeng sneered.
“I heard you’re considered a prince in the world of ancient martial arts, ah… surely, you must be an interesting toy. I hope you won’t disappoint me too much.” Huang Xiaolong replied with a chuckle.
Bang~!!!
Ying Qingfeng began to unleash his sword aura!
His force was so dominant that his clothes were flapping in the wind, and the grains of dust around his body levitated as if they had lost their weight.
Huang Xiaolong didn’t deliberately release any aura. Yet, as he gripped his sword, memories of Ying Kexin flooded into his mind.
This used to be Ying Kexin’s territory! Way back during the pre-Qin period, King Qin had awarded every inch of this land to Ying Kexin…
A particular sentiment rose within him, making him feel as if every inch of this space belonged solely to him!
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The Elder Group’s seats.
“They are about to begin! The two most formidable talents of my Ying Family are about to clash!” Several elders were shaking with excitement.
“Pay attention to their postures!” The Family Head commented, “What do you all make of it?”
“Ah… Qingfeng’s demeanor is oppressive, fierce, while the son-in-law seems reserved, akin to an unfathomable pool.” A puzzled elder responded, “Their personas are completely dissimilar! There isn’t a shred of commonality!”
“To put it earnestly… Qingfeng’s aura seems to strive to sever everything; his sharp air is so intense that it feels like he could obliterate our ancestral land with one swing of his sword. On the other hand, the son-in-law is calm and composed. His sharpness is restrained. Of course, this restraint doesn’t mean that he lacks sharpness, but that he keeps it sheathed. Once his sword is drawn, it is bound to taste blood.” The Family Head mused, “Also—”
“I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but our son-in-law seems to blend perfectly with the ancestral land of the Ying Family. He appears to have assimilated into every inch of its air. Man and land unify… He seems more like a member of the Ying Family than Qingfeng does, as if he naturally belongs here!”
“But our son-in-law is not of our Ying family lineage…”
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“Die!” Ying Qingfeng made his move!
He was the first to launch an attack on Huang Xiaolong!
The longsword in his hand transformed into an unbelievably dazzling light, disregarding the distance between them and stabbed directly at Huang Xiaolong!
In this sword move, Ying Qingfeng took a complex to simple approach, distilling an array of intricate killing techniques into a single, straightforward strike!
This move, both offensive and defensive, was versatile and dynamic!
This sword thrust would plunge the enemy into an unending siege, surrounded by traps from all sides, making it hard to escape.
This strike astonished everyone!
The Ying family’s ancestral swordsmanship was so profound that all family members had a deep understanding of the Sword Dao. They naturally recognized the terror of Ying Qingfeng’s sword strike.
This was practically a sword technique that Ying Qingfeng had created himself.
Since ancient times, those who could create their martial arts were all prodigies and had the potential to be innovative grandmasters in the future.
Every person belonging to the Ying Xiao line had their hearts pounding in suspense!
They had all recognized that Ying Qingfeng’s seemingly straightforward move was filled with numerous changes, an incredibly complex strike despite its deceptive simplicity.
The simple and complex, two completely opposite states, were expressed by Ying Qingfeng to the extreme.
It seemed Ying Qingfeng intended to go all out against Huang Xiaolong from the start. There was no attempt at probing or assessing his enemy, it was a lethal technique right off the bat.
Faced with this strike, Huang Xiaolong’s mouth curled into a disdainful smirk. ‘You’re trying to run before learning to crawl? And you’ve even come up with a new sword technique. You’re crafty enough to understand the principle of simplicity amidst complexity, but there are too many subsequent moves within your technique, leaving it full of flaws. You just can’t handle a sword technique imbued with such a state.’
‘You want to decide the winner with one strike? You’re more of an idiot than I thought~~’
Huang Xiaolong disdainfully shook his head and immediately thrust his sword.
This technique was solely a basic sword move. However, within Huang Xiaolong’s strike, he combined various aspects of the foundation of swordsmanship: slashing, lifting, sweeping, blocking, hanging, crashing, thrusting….
And numerous other rhythms and power!
This strike encapsulated the essence of basic swordsmanship, merged into one without distinction!
This was the acme of swordsmanship! As elusive as the antelopes hanging corners, traceless yet perfectly aligned with the Dao of Heaven!
Wham~~~
Huang Xiaolong’s strike followed Ying Qingfeng’s open gaps, penetrating through numerous obstacles and targeting Ying Qingfeng’s heart. The speed was incredibly fast, about to pierce through his heart!
Suddenly, Ying Qingfeng felt his hair stand on end, and his body started to retreat.
The next second!
Huang Xiaolong suddenly raised his other hand and slapped Ying Qingfeng.
Slap~~~!!!!!!
With a loud slap that sounded like a bear’s collision, Huang Xiaolong’s palm landed squarely on Ying Qingfeng’s haughty cheek!
