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The setting sun bled into the horizon, casting a haunting crimson hue across the evening sky. On the once-sacred grounds of Dragon Tiger Mountain, where countless celestial masters and deities had been born, a chilling aura lingered. The mountain winds stirred, fluttering the great banners of Dragon Tiger Mountain and ruffling the robes of Wei Ning and Xu Suwen as they stood poised for confrontation.
Wei Ning leaned forward, surveying the encroaching disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain below. "Bring Lin Lingsu out!" he commanded.
Xu Suwen replied in a low voice, "There’s no need for the chairman to intervene against a defeated foe like you."
Wei Ning nodded, "Fine then. I'll collect some interest from you first. Draw your weapon."
With a flick of his wrists, Xu Suwen brandished his black and white whips, coldly declaring, "Wuchang Whip, which has accompanied me for over thirty years, will drink your blood today."
Wei Ning glanced at the surrounding disciples and coldly warned, "Tell them to leave. You and I will settle this one-on-one; otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
Xu Suwen chuckled darkly. "Against someone like you, there’s no need for any rules of the martial world. Everyone, attack together!" He raised his hands suddenly, and at that moment, Wei Ning felt a gust of wind behind him. Turning his head just in time, a bullet whizzed past his ear. A chill ran down his spine as he realized there was a sniper.
Seizing the opportunity while Wei Ning was distracted, Xu Suwen lashed out with his whip towards him. Wei Ning quickly reacted, kicking two Dragon Tiger Mountain disciples towards Xu Suwen. The whip barely managed to strike them instead; they spat blood and collapsed to the ground. In an instant, Wei Ning dove forward like a shooting star toward Xu Suwen. He knew that only by closing the distance could he threaten Xu Suwen's life.
A flash of blades cut through the air as two swords descended upon him. Wei Ning struck out with precision, knocking the hilts of both swords aside; they collided mid-air with a sharp clang. Undeterred, he pressed on toward Xu Suwen.
Gunfire erupted behind him, but it was as if Wei Ning had eyes in the back of his head; he sidestepped effortlessly. Xu Suwen took advantage of this moment to leap back and evade Wei Ning's advance.
In response, Wei Ning pulled out a porcelain bowl and swiftly inscribed characters upon it: summon wind. He tossed it into the air just above Ghost Gate. Instantly, dark clouds gathered ominously as fierce winds howled around them, making it nearly impossible to see or aim accurately.
This technique harnessed the power of wind; since he had opened the door right above Ghost Gate, it summoned a black gale that effectively separated him from the sniper's line of sight, alleviating any concerns from behind.
Relieved of his worries, Wei Ning suddenly felt invigorated. In truth, he had no reason to be so anxious; at that moment, he was impervious to harm, but he himself was still uncertain.
"Good job, Wei Ning!" Xu Suwen shouted, stepping into the Seven Star Yubu formation. With the earth as the foundation and the door as the entrance, he swiftly turned his body and laughed loudly, "You have the Exorcism Spell; do you think I lack the Dragon Tiger technique?" He then unleashed a Thunderstruck Jujube Wood talisman, spewing blood from his tongue as he shouted, "Wood!" Countless green shoots sprang forth as Xu Suwen spat out another mouthful of blood. The shoots grew rapidly, and with five more spurts of blood, the ground was soon covered in a tangle of vines that rushed toward Wei Ning like countless serpents.
This technique was called the Eternal Spring Seal, capable of transforming earth into gold and creating seals. One drop brings life, two drops promote growth, three drops shape form, four drops yield fruit, and five drops ripen. The ivy spread wider and wider, wrapping around the basketball court that was already shrouded in ominous winds. Wei Ning found himself trapped with vines coiling around him.
"Haha! So much for your so-called immortal Blood Corpse!" Xu Suwen laughed heartily. "If I can't kill you, can I not burn you alive?" As he formed a hand seal, he unleashed a fiery Thunderstruck Jujube Wood talisman, gathering the southeast's yang energy onto it. The talisman spun faster and faster in the air as Xu Suwen intoned, "Rise!" Suddenly, the Thunderstruck Jujube Wood fell into the vines below, igniting them like a barrel of gasoline. Flames erupted wildly as the Dragon Tiger Mountain Man retreated hastily. Xu Suwen performed a somersault onto a rooftop, using the wind to aid him. The fire grew larger and larger as if it were being doused in oil. Wei Ning was now obscured by flames.
Xu Suwen chanted incantations with both hands forming seals. He repeatedly invoked the Fire Fighting Deity: "Fire Fighting Deity, Fire Fighting Deity, Fire Fighting Deity protect me! Let no evil see me; let no shadow see my form! I serve the Fire Spirit Emperor's command—swiftly and urgently!" After completing his incantation, he pointed his left hand toward the Nine Palaces Bagua while chanting spells. The flames intensified further, consuming the entire basketball hoop.
This move was known as the Dragon Tiger Gate's fire combat technique—the most powerful method within fire spells.
"Great fire! Great fire!" Xu Suwen exclaimed loudly. "If I let you live, you'll be a disaster; it's better to burn you to death today and settle this matter."
Suddenly, a vine shot out from the flames and lunged at Xu Suwen. Caught off guard, he was ensnared around his waist by it. As it tightened its grip, Xu Suwen fell into the sea of flames. Terrified and pale-faced, he quickly took out a fire-avoidance talisman to shield himself from the flames.
Amidst the roaring inferno stood Wei Ning, holding an Yin Yuan Umbrella with an easy smile on his face. "The scenery here is quite nice; let’s settle our score right here. Whoever dies saves on a coffin."
At that moment, Xu Suwen gritted his teeth in frustration; his cleverness had backfired on him. He had intended to use the flames to eliminate this Blood Corpse but ended up being used instead. Although the fire-avoidance talisman was powerful, it could only protect him for about as long as an incense stick burns. Once that time passed, he would inevitably be consumed by flames. Meanwhile, Wei Ning seemed completely unfazed under the umbrella's protection.
Moreover, their own disciples could not rush in due to the blazing fire; Xu Suwen had no choice but to face Wei Ning one-on-one.
In such a short time frame, Wei Ning had managed to assess the situation accurately and leverage it to make a powerful decision in his favor. This level of cunning and courage far surpassed what Xu Suwen had previously known of Wei Ning.
If Wei Ning wrapped himself in flames, he would meet his end when the incense burned out.
In an instant, Xu Suwen lost the initiative. He could only blame himself for being too complacent and falling victim to this cunning trap.
At that moment, time was of the essence. The Wuchang Whip in Xu Suwen's hand had already been unleashed. The Wuchang Whip was one of the rare divine weapons from Dragon Tiger Mountain, naturally resistant to fire. In the flames, the whip danced like two fire dragons, swirling and flickering with fiery light, scattering sparks across the ground. It was a spectacular sight. Xu Suwen had previously experienced the whip's power and dared not be careless now. He quickly tapped his Peach Wood Sword against the whip's tip and retreated hastily. Xu Suwen aimed to create distance between himself and Wei Ning to facilitate his escape. Having successfully struck, he had no intention of following up with another attack; he turned to flee from this so-called "volcano."
However, before he could even move, his vision blurred, and Wei Ning stood right in front of him, holding up the Yin Yuan Umbrella with a calm demeanor. "Vice Chairman Xu, where do you think you're going? The fire show isn't over yet!"
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