thefictionvixens Chapter 93 The Encirclement
Chapter 93 The Encirclement
Chapter 93 The Encirclement
The superior courtyard mentioned by the city lord of Mingjian Manor was naturally far superior to Sheng Wansong's small courtyard in Chu Xiang. In terms of scale, it was more than ten times larger, and in terms of refinement, it was worlds apart.
Even for a wealthy man with a family of over a hundred, there would be more than enough room for the whole family to live here.
Sheng Wansong and his group only used the closest rooms and did not damage the main house.
The next day, Ouyang Tong arrived at the manor as promised early in the morning.
Everyone was seated in the guest seats, while the head seat remained empty.
"So this is the young hero who won the championship at my Famous Sword Manor and will soon have a decisive battle with Liang Chen on Tianmen Mountain."
"Indeed, he is a man of imposing stature; a hero emerges from among the young."
Ouyang Tong seemed quite busy, and after exchanging a few pleasantries with everyone, he left again.
Ouyang Xue explained softly, "Uncle Tong's talent in martial arts is average, so he puts more energy into business."
"Thanks to his efforts, our Mingjian Manor's goods were even sold along the Silk Road to the distant southern barbarians, and we also learned their casting techniques."
Sheng Wansong stared at the other person's back and, upon closer inspection, discovered that his martial arts skills were indeed mediocre.
As a formal disciple of the Famous Sword Manor, his internal strength was far too weak, even far inferior to that of sixteen-year-old Ouyang Xue.
He probably gave up martial arts training early on and devoted himself entirely to the business world.
"He's quite the business genius."
Sheng Wansong withdrew his gaze.
This is an era where martial prowess is revered.
He is either a martial artist who roams the martial world freely, or a sorcerer who is proficient in profound arts. Ordinary people, even if they are extremely wealthy, are unlikely to catch his eye.
Unless there's a major landmine.
At the start of the day, Shangguan Hong asked, "Jiangdu is about the same distance from Tianmen Mountain and the Green Wood Ferry. Where would Young Hero Sheng like to go first?"
There are still half a month until the day of the duel. Going to the Aoki House in such a hurry would leave no time to linger.
"It is said that the scenery of the Qingmu Pleasure Boat is beautiful, and mastering the Baidi Sword technique, which has been lost for hundreds of years, is not something that can be accomplished overnight."
"It would be better to wait until after the decisive battle, when everything is settled, before devoting yourself to enlightenment."
Shangguan Hong understood and nodded in agreement, "That's fine too. I'll take a stroll around the city and see if there are any suitable gifts for a visit."
There is a second option: Shangguan Hong can go to the Qingmu Painting Boat alone first.
However, the Green Wood Pavilion is still at its peak, while the Azure Wave Gate has declined. What if the other party doesn't think much of him?
Bringing Sheng Wansong there afterwards would inevitably raise suspicions of using one's power to intimidate others.
Why not go together as fellow travelers from the very beginning?
After making the decision, Sheng Wansong stretched and said lazily, "There are still half a month left. Perhaps Liang Chen is in Jiangdu at this time."
An Lan immediately pushed a large chair behind him and brought him fruits, vegetables, and tea.
Shangguan Hong and Ouyang Xue exchanged a glance. They had never seen this young hero Sheng cultivate before, and they had no idea where he had acquired such profound cultivation.
Liang Chen was indeed in Jiangdu at that time.
Not only Liang Chen, but also the Four Great Constables are present.
Sitting in her wheelchair, Leng Rushuang coldly gave orders to the white-haired old man who was surrounded by four people.
"Liang Chen, hand over the person you kidnapped, and the Divine Arrest Bureau might treat you leniently!"
Leaning on his long cane, Liang Chen's tone was even colder than Leng Rushuang's, "Since you have already investigated me, you should know that those I have arrested are all heinous criminals."
The cold-blooded wheelchair opened a hidden compartment, and the black-gold concealed weapon reflected the sunlight, displaying a colorful black.
Iron Hands lowered his palms, poised to strike: "Whether or not pardon is granted is not up to you, Liang Chen!"
"What right does the Divine Arrest Bureau have to make that decision?"
Liang Chen forcefully shoved his cane into the ground, pinning the scabbard to the ground, and slowly drew out the slender, bright silver straight blade.
"Since ancient times, knights-errant have used their martial arts to break the law."
"Enough with the small talk, let's see what we've got!"
He held the long sword horizontally in front of him, bending the index and middle fingers of his left hand to hold the sword between his knuckles.
The blade points diagonally to the ground, resembling a fully drawn silver bow.
"Draw Sword Slash!"
Leng Rushuang recognized the sword technique in that posture.
This is a technique that uses the fingers as a sheath to unleash power in an instant.
Liang Chen appeared to be motionless at this moment, but in fact all his strength had been mobilized to his upper body.
The moment the fingers loosen, a devastating blow will be delivered.
This kind of swordsmanship, which involves fighting to the death and leaving no room for retreat, was most commonly used by Japanese pirates.
Although it is extremely powerful, it also has a long wind-up and recovery time, making it difficult to quickly recover after the attack, which is not very useful when fighting multiple opponents.
"Are you prepared to sacrifice at least one life in exchange for mine?"
With Liang Chen's cultivation level, wielding this blade would surely end a life.
Especially for Leng Rushuang, who is in a wheelchair, aiming at her would almost certainly be fatal.
The four great constables were classmates for many years and had a close relationship like siblings.
"You can leave now."
Chasing life is the fastest, and so is awakening.
He was the first to sheath his two swords and make way for them.
"Chase after him!"
The pursuit was swift as the wind; by the time Leng Rushuang spoke, she was already behind Liang Chen, pushing the wheelchair away from him.
Seeing that two people had already made way for him, Liang Chen loosened his knuckles, put the knife into his crutch, and left with his back to the four men.
He still has one match to play, so he cannot die yet.
If the four great constables remain obstinate, he wouldn't mind using the trump card he had reserved for Sheng Wansong ahead of time.
As soon as the four great constables entered the main road, Zhu Wu, the Divine Marquis, leaped down from the roof and appeared in front of them.
Ruthless questioned, "Divine Marquis! Why were you just watching!"
"ruthless!"
Leng Xue frowned. "My godfather has his reasons."
Following the Dragon Disaster in the capital, Zhu Wu also withdrew from the Six Doors, rendering the Six Doors, one of the six major sects, virtually defunct.
Zhu Wu did not join the Divine Arrest Bureau, but instead recognized Leng Rushuang as his goddaughter and used her name to control the operation of the Divine Arrest Bureau.
After dismissing Wuqing, Lengxue asked, "With your strength, taking down Liang Chen would be a piece of cake. Why did you let him leave?"
Do you think so too?
Zhu Wu stood with his hands behind his back and spoke slowly, "Since losing the dragon energy, my intuition has become even more acute, and I am only one step away from the legendary Celestial Realm."
"But just as I was about to make my move, a sense of crisis rose in my heart."
"My intuition tells me that if I make a move, all five of us will surely die."
Upon hearing this, all four Divine Constables were stunned.
"Liang Chen's trump card is terrifyingly powerful!"
Leng Rushuang frowned. "If what you say is true, then Sheng Wansong is doomed to defeat this time."
Before he could finish speaking, Wuqing had already shouldered his spear and walked away into the distance.
"Where are you going?"
"Gambling den!"
He waved his hand dismissively, without turning back.
"This guy."
Iron Hand shook his head helplessly. The ruthless one is the most sentimental, and has even developed a gambling addiction.
"It's good for him to suffer a loss. If he goes bankrupt, none of you three should lend him any money."
Leng Rushuang was even more astonished, "You mean!"
Zhu Wu smiled slightly and spoke slowly.
"Sheng Wansong has now arrived in Jiangdu and is staying at the manor owned by Ouyang Tong."
"Ru Shuang, you are still young. Don't spend all your time thinking about catching thieves and solving cases. It's always good to relax and interact more with your peers."
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