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Chapter 232: Ambushed
The image of Qin Yun, the Beautiful Hall Master, once again floated in Xiao Yun's mind.
The Cold Beauty exuded charm, with a proud demeanor that also radiated a gentle softness like water. Her eyes sparkled with springtime allure, and her lovely face blossomed with a smile. She was as serene as a flower reflected in water, yet as graceful as a willow swaying in the wind.
After the Bone Transformation, every gesture of Qin Yun carried an indescribable elegance.
Thinking of such a beauty summoning him at night, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride.
The vehicle passed through Jincheng South Road and soon entered the east-west Top Scholar Lane.
Top Scholar Lane is the only ancient street preserved intact within the Galactic District. Legend has it that during the Ming Dynasty, a Top Scholar who excelled in both literary and martial arts emerged from this place. He was highly regarded by the emperor and rose from a seventh-rank county magistrate to Chancellor of the court within six years. Known for his integrity and dedication to the people, he performed many good deeds and was celebrated among the populace.
After this Chancellor passed away, the emperor, in recognition of his outstanding contributions to the court throughout his life, allocated substantial funds to build a street here in his honor, which later generations named Top Scholar Lane.
Top Scholar Lane features uniform blue bricks and black tiles, with curved eaves and painted walls. The shops lining the street display bright red lanterns hanging high, while melodies from string instruments occasionally drift out from tea houses, clear and melodious...
At night, anyone strolling along this stone-paved street feels as if they have traveled back through history under a starry sky, far removed from worldly concerns and the chaos of modern life.
To the west of Top Scholar Lane stands a stone arch bridge about ten meters long. Beneath it flows a small river, calm and flat like a mirror, reflecting the stars and moon above. The locals have given this bridge a poetic name: Star-Moon Bridge.
As Xiao Yun's vehicle approached Star-Moon Bridge, an unsettling sense of danger suddenly enveloped him.
It was an instinctive feeling.
It was like a mouse sensing a cat before even seeing it—an instinctive reaction inherent to animals.
This kind of perception may sound mysterious to ordinary people, but it objectively exists.
As humanity continues to evolve, this instinct that originally existed within individuals has gradually degenerated to the point of near disappearance. However, for someone like Xiao Yun, due to the Heavenly Spirit Essence within him and the intelligence bestowed upon him by Wu Daozi, this instinct is fully realized.
At this moment, Xiao Yun felt a chill in his heart. He pulled over to the side of the road, opened the car door, and stepped out. His Spiritual Sense quickly scanned the surroundings and ultimately locked onto something beneath the Star-Moon Bridge.
"Come out!" Xiao Yun's cold voice drifted over.
The two individuals under the bridge were taken aback, wondering how he had discovered them.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Two dark figures suddenly leaped from beneath the bridge onto the road.
These two were none other than the brothers Hang Zuo and Hang You.
Despite their frail appearance that seemed like they could be blown away by a gust of wind, Xiao Yun could tell that even a twelve-level typhoon would not be able to shake them.
"Are you two here for me?" Xiao Yun asked coldly.
The brothers replied in unison, "That's right!"
"Who are you, and why are you doing this?"
"Don't ask who we are. We are here on orders. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being Xiao Yun!"
—Is it wrong for me to be Xiao Yun?
Xiao Yun was slightly taken aback, wondering who had sent them, and asked, "May I ask, who gave you the order?"
"No comment!" the brothers replied in unison.
With those four words, it seemed they were unwilling to say anything more.
Suddenly!
As soon as the brothers spoke, their figures moved swiftly, one to the left and one to the right, lunging forward.
They had no weapons in their hands, only their hands themselves, which they transformed into blades, commonly known as hand blades.
The hand blades sliced through the air, creating an imposing momentum akin to that of long swords and large axes. The air surged like a fierce wind, unstoppable; it felt as if the air was being sliced apart like tightly stretched fabric, producing a series of chilling tearing sounds.
It seemed as if countless blade shadows instantly surrounded Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun silently cursed his luck and simultaneously stepped forward, his body soaring into the air like a swallow, evading the encirclement of the "blade shadows."
However, just as his feet barely touched the ground and he had not yet stabilized himself, the Hang Brothers approached again like phantoms. Their movements were as agile as cats; their hand blades sliced through the air, and from a distance on the street, branches from trees fell to the ground as if they had been chopped off.
Qi Jin!
These two fellows were actually rare masters of Qi Jin in this world!
Xiao Yun's peculiar intelligence immediately provided him with this insight.
Qi Jin refers to a level beyond ordinary martial artists. As the name suggests, it is when one has cultivated Qi Jin within their body; their meridians are filled with powerful aura. Once a breakthrough is achieved, one undergoes a transformation akin to that of fish turning into dragons.
External training strengthens muscles and skin; internal training focuses on cultivating breath. Qi is the most fundamental element that constitutes all things in the universe; it encompasses everything from clouds and water vapor to quantum fields.
Many people interpret this breath as Qi Gong. When they see someone flipping their Dantian in all directions, their belly can swell significantly and even catch punches thrown by others. This seems magical, but in combat, it has little effect.
True cultivation of Qi lies in the concept of "intention." By focusing on the Dantian, the Qi condenses within the body; intention moves the Qi, which quickly gathers into a powerful Aura, capable of taking a person's head within a hundred meters, unarmed.
Petals and leaves can injure; using Qi like a blade!
In Ancient Martial Arts, cultivating Qi is quite common. Masters of Qi Jin are numerous, but as times have changed, people have paid less attention to cold weapons and personal skills, leading to the gradual decline of this martial art.
Due to some special circumstances in recent years, Ancient Martial Arts has gradually risen again. Various sects have emerged in every corner of the world, and more people are practicing Qi Jin. However, those who can truly reach the pinnacle level of Qi Jin remain rare.
Damn it! Which bastard could hire two Qi Jin masters to deal with me?
Clearly, anyone who can hire Qi Jin masters must be strong financially and in capability, and they are determined to eliminate Xiao Yun.
Could it be that old fellow Yan Jing Song Chao Yang again?
It's ridiculous! Last time Song Chaoyang's precious son Song Tianxing came to the galaxy and was turned into a useless person by Xiao Yun. With that old fellow's vengeful nature, how could he let it go so easily?
In Xiao Yun's impression, only Song Chaoyang possesses such strength. The Orchid Daoist and Sky Valley Brothers are all experts from the Ancient Martial Arts Sect. However, judging by the current situation, those individuals are still at a certain distance compared to these two.
Bang!
Bang bang!!
In an instant of thought, Xiao Yun had already unleashed several wind blades to block the sharp Qi Jin rushing towards him like knives.
"Wind blades?" Hang Zuo and Hang You exchanged smiles and suddenly waved their hands, changing their gestures to attack Xiao Yun even more fiercely.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
As Xiao Yun threw out the wind blades, suddenly, those blades rebounded back towards him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Several cuts appeared on Xiao Yun's body.
Uh,
A wave of pain surged through him, causing Xiao Yun to involuntarily narrow his pupils.
Wind is essentially gas. For a peak-level Qi Jin master, not only is their own Qi Jin powerful enough, but they can also utilize the surrounding air, clouds, or wind as weapons.
Those wind blades were actually absorbed by the two brothers using Qi Jin, and then pushed back, resulting in self-inflicted harm to Xiao Yun.
Explaining this seems to take more than just a few sentences, but in a battle between masters, it all happens in mere moments.
Xiao Yun realized he was facing a formidable opponent. The Pinnacle of Elegance has been updated.
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