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Time seemed to freeze as Ren Pingsheng felt warmth in his heart. Looking down, he saw that the woman had hands like delicate willows and skin as smooth as cream. Her neck was like a swan's, and her teeth resembled the seeds of a gourd. With a charming face and elegant brows, she smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes glancing up at him. A hint of red at the corner of her mouth added to her fragile allure.
"Woo... I miss you so much!" The White-Clad Woman said with tears in her eyes, leaning against Ren Pingsheng's chest and softly sobbing. Her occasionally trembling shoulders evoked a deep sense of pity.
"Ahem... Miss, are you alright? You must have mistaken me for someone else!" Ren Pingsheng said, trying to mask his embarrassment. He awkwardly waved his hands a couple of times before gently asking. The White-Clad Woman did not respond but continued to snuggle against him, as if she had already decided he was the one.
"Hey kid, so you’re all in cahoots. Tell me, is the Life and Death Grass with you?" Tiger's Roar shouted angrily as he caught up, seeing the intimate scene between Ren Pingsheng and the White-Clad Woman.
Other martial artists also noticed and surrounded them, their eyes filled with greed. They naturally coveted such a treasure as the Life and Death Grass and began to shout, "Yeah, kid, hand over the Life and Death Grass quickly. Otherwise, don’t think you can leave here alive."
"Oh, how strange. How can you be so sure that the Life and Death Grass is with me?" Ren Pingsheng said with a light laugh as he looked at their greedy faces.
"Hmph, since this woman deceived us, she must know where the Life and Death Grass is. It might be with you," said a disciple from Luo Xia Sect, his face full of indignation.
"Oh, if I remember correctly, it was you who spread that rumor. I thought you had swallowed the Life and Death Grass yourself and then deliberately released false information!"
"What? You’re slandering me! How could I have the Life and Death Grass?" He hurriedly defended himself.
"Then how could the Life and Death Grass be with me? I’d say it’s you who are talking nonsense," Ren Pingsheng said with a mocking glance at them.
"Hmph, enough of this nonsense! Take out your Spatial Bracelet for inspection; that will clear things up," Tiger's Roar shouted rudely while brandishing his large knife.
"Sure, but why don’t you let me check your Spatial Bracelet too? That would be fair!"
"Damn it! Who do you think you are to speak to me like that? You really don’t know when to quit! Take this!" He seemed somewhat enraged. As the top young man of One-Pin Hall in Jiangzhou, he was used to receiving admiration and respect from others; he could not tolerate repeated provocations.
"Miss, if a fight breaks out, please step aside!" Ren Pingsheng said helplessly. The White-Clad Woman in his arms finally raised her head reluctantly at this moment, looking pitiful with tears in her eyes, full of reluctance. However, she obediently stepped aside.
At that moment, Tiger's Roar's large knife was already close at hand. The instant Ren Pingsheng looked up, a glint flashed in his eyes as he drew his sword. A flurry of sword strikes met Tiger's Roar's knife in a series of clashes that sparked bright sparks.
"Ding ding..." One struck swiftly while the other swung fiercely. After exchanging several blows, they each took a step back, sizing each other up with serious expressions.
"Hehe, the Life and Death Grass is not in my possession; you might as well look elsewhere! I won’t play along!" Ren Pingsheng said with a smile. Then he retreated slightly and exchanged glances with the White-Clad Woman; together they began to back away, intending to leave.
"Hmph, even if you don't have the Life and Death Grass, don't think you can leave! Stop him!" Hu Xiao suddenly spoke for some unknown reason. His figure flashed and he chased after them.
Luo San Dao from the Luo Xia Sect and Liu Liulin from the Qingfeng Sect exchanged glances. For them, it was a simple task to stop him, and they had no interest in understanding why he wanted to keep Ren Pingsheng. They were more than happy to do something that would put the other party in their debt.
"Chase!" Several martial artists scattered and pursued Ren Pingsheng and the White-Clad Woman. Each of them looked excited, perhaps for the so-called Life and Death Grass, or perhaps for other reasons.
"Leave him to me!" The first to block was actually Luo San Dao. He had unique skills in Movement Technique, which became his greatest reliance in the jungle where flying was not suitable.
Ren Pingsheng watched as Luo San Dao's long sword came at him. He snorted lightly and countered with a sword strike, deflecting Luo San Dao's long sword with several sword energies. Then he flashed to his side, unleashing a golden sword energy without hesitation.
"Golden Realm!" Luo San Dao's eyes narrowed. Even before the sword energy reached him, its sharpness surged toward him. He was all too familiar with this Artistic Conception power. Not daring to be careless, he turned his body, crossing his long sword in front of himself.
"Bang..." Although the sword energy was blocked by his long sword, the terrifying impact and sharpness still caused him some trouble, making his body retreat faster than before. It took him over ten feet to stabilize himself.
"What kind of person is this!" Luo San Dao thought in shock. After just two exchanges, he found himself at a disadvantage. Although he was reluctant to admit it, he indeed reacted slower and lost the initiative.
He considered himself the best among the younger generation of the Luo Xia Sect. In Jiangzhou, aside from Hu Xiao from One-Pin Hall, he felt no one else deserved his acknowledgment. This confidence stemmed from his belief in his own strength; he had fought many geniuses who were no less capable than him. Yet now, facing someone whose cultivation was slightly inferior to his own, he found himself at a disadvantage, which was hard for him to believe.
"Haha, Brother Luo, what's wrong? Are you feeling merciful and thinking of letting them go?" Liu Liulin caught up and said with a laugh. His figure flickered as he approached Ren Pingsheng, brandishing his long sword and unleashing dozens of sword energies that enveloped Ren Pingsheng.
"Do you really think you can stop me?" Ren Pingsheng's gaze turned cold. The Splitting Void Sword trembled a few times as three sharp sword energies swirled around, clearing all of Liu Liulin's sword energies. Then countless breezes gathered into a massive wind dragon that charged directly at Liu Liulin.
"The Wind Artistic Conception! Which genius is this? Why haven't I seen him before?" Luo San Dao watched from behind with narrowed eyes. This indicated that Ren Pingsheng had mastered two types of Artistic Conceptions. Compared to him, this was no small feat. Yet such a talented individual was someone he had never heard of.
"Come on!" Liu Liulin was momentarily surprised but showed no fear. Countless green energies gathered as he swung down his sword like a towering tree; it was the Wood Realm. The wind howled as the giant tree stood tall, resulting in a stalemate for a moment.
"Boom..." Ultimately, the two sword energies vanished into thin air. However, before Liu Liulin could celebrate, a bright light flashed through the dust and appeared before him. It was a golden sword energy; earlier, Ren Pingsheng had unleashed two sword energies—one after another—while the Wind Artistic Conception dissipated without hindrance from the following golden light.
"Damn it!" He roared angrily as he swung his long sword and rapidly retreated. Unfortunately, the sword light was too fast and struck him in an instant. Like Luo San Dao before him, he was sent flying. Although he wasn't injured, his face looked extremely grim. Now he understood why Luo San Dao had acted as he did; he must have suffered as well.
"Hehe... not bad, really not bad! It seems I didn't misjudge you after all. To make the proud disciples of Luo Xia Sect and Qingfeng Sect suffer consecutively shows your impressive strength!" Hu Xiao walked up slowly from behind with an excited expression. "I have my eye on you; how about joining me?"
"Join you? You think too highly of yourself! Your strength is decent, but it's still not enough!" Ren Pingsheng chuckled lightly as he sized him up without getting angry.
"Hehe, it seems you don't know my identity. I am Hu Xiao from One-Pin Hall! Join me in One-Pin Hall; I can guarantee your future is limitless."
"One-Pin Hall? Not interested, your strength is insufficient."
"Very well, I will show you my strength! If you lose, you have to agree to my request."
"Let's see if you can defeat me first; unfortunately, you will surely be disappointed." Ren Pingsheng shook his head and laughed.
"Then let me see your strength!" He roared and stepped forward, swinging the large cleaver down with a rush of wind. It felt as if the entire world was split apart by this strike; before the blade even arrived, its sharpness was already overwhelming, making it difficult to even move.
"You've actually comprehended 'Momentum'; you truly are a worthy opponent!" Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly, raising his Sky-Splitting Sword and unleashing a strike of his own. The clash of the blade and sword stirred up a tempest, distorting the space around them. The spectators felt as if their vision blurred for an instant, then were blinded by the dazzling sword light that brought tears to their eyes.
"Boom..." After a moment of silence, an astonishing explosion followed, with countless trees snapping and leaves shattering. A terrifying pit appeared on the ground. The two individuals at the center of it all had their clothes billowing and hair flying, their eyes locked onto each other without being affected in the slightest.
"Impressive indeed; it seems that the first among the younger generation of One-Pin Hall truly lives up to the title," Ren Pingsheng said softly. The second form of his Heavenly Sword technique, although only classified as top-tier Earth-level swordsmanship, was infused with fifty percent of his sword momentum, nearly doubling its power and resulting in a stalemate.
Then he moved, his long sword like the wind, thrusting forward. At that moment, a large cleaver appeared right in front of him; both fighters trembled and unhesitatingly struck again—one like a raging storm, the other like Blazing Fire Burns the Sky.
The collision between them became indistinguishable; it looked as if a wind dragon and a fire dragon were battling in the sky, twisting space and creating faint cracks. Suddenly, it transformed again into an unmatched long sword and an overwhelmingly powerful long knife.
As blades clashed, thunderous sounds echoed for miles, unsettling hearts. The shockwaves passed through like an earthquake, reducing trees to splinters and shattering the ground. Some unfortunate beasts perished in the chaos, while weaker martial artists were forced to retreat, spitting blood from the impact.
Luo Sandao and Liu Liulin also wore expressions of shock as they continuously retreated, only able to watch from afar as the two engaged in their fervent battle.
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