Volume 4: Blue Dragon Changes the World Chapter 173: Reaching the pinnacle, the greatest enemy
The peerless master is right before your eyes.
A thin layer of sweat began to seep out of Li Muchan's temples, because every time the wine circulated back and forth, the opponent's momentum would become stronger and more rounded. The wine flowed out faster and faster, and finally seemed to turn into a sharp arrow, or as if it was condensing into a sword that could shock the gods and ghosts, or a knife that could break the earth and startle the world.
However, in just ten breaths, the wine flowed even faster, so fast that the man, the wine, the wine cup, the wind and rain, Li Muchan and the woman, everything seemed to have stopped in a trance, and there was no sign of the wine flowing.
But even though the wine was pouring down, the wine cup was not damaged at all, as if one was holding a mad dragon in the palm of one's hand, containing wind and thunder in one's heart, and transforming hardness and softness between one's fingers.
At this moment, in Li Muchan's eyes, this bottle of wine was the most shocking killing weapon in the world, thousands of times more terrifying than the box. The box could only be transformed into a dozen kinds of weapons, but this bottle of wine was unpredictable and left no trace.
The spinning wine cup suddenly slowed down in an extremely strange way.
No, it's not slowing down, but it's spinning too fast. The naked eye can't tell whether it's still or spinning.
Li Muchan's eyelids trembled slightly. He knew that when the wine cup came to a complete stop, the opponent's momentum would reach its peak, and that would be the time of his death.
Is this the pinnacle of the martial arts world?
Without any more hesitation, Li Muchan finally moved. He stretched out his finger, but there was no momentum or unusualness in this finger, and there was no earth-shattering scene. It was just a finger, pointing into the rain.
But the old man sitting inside the door had changed his expression.
The old man's pupils flickered, and there seemed to be a gleam of light in his eyes, as if a handful of burning ash suddenly rekindled, and the sparks instantly rose high and turned into two balls of fire.
“Nice sword!”
He had already figured out that this was a sword technique.
Not only did he recognize the sword, he seemed to recognize it.
After a long silence, the old man did not move, and said woodenly: "Where did you get this sword technique from?"
For a moment, the wine was still wine, like a trickle of water, which suddenly retracted and retracted into the spout of the pot, and the wine cup also flew back like a fish taking the bait.
But in the process of retrieving it, the wine cup suddenly broke into pieces and turned into powder, which fluttered away in the wind and rain, but the wine cup was still there, because the wine had not dispersed. It was as if an invisible vessel was flying with the wine , and the wine was gently rippling. The old man was like holding a cup, and with his palms lightly closed, he drank the wine without a cup in one gulp.
The long street was silent, wind and rain were still as usual, with only the sound of old men sipping wine.
The woman with the surname Gongsun had already turned pale and was shocked beyond words.
Li Muchan also watched with a concentrated mind. He once competed with Gongzi Yu in the rain, using his inner strength to stir up the Qi and gather wind and rain into a ball, but he was definitely no match for this man's methods.
All kinds of martial arts in the world have evolved from the basics to the sophisticated, but this person's control over them to the utmost perfection is simply astonishing.
It seems he still has a long way to go.
"It's a long story." Li Muchan replied.
The old man nodded, as if he had no intention of asking further questions. Then he slowly said, "I have seen this finger before. It is just like this moment, just like you and me. The difference is..."
It was so slow that it seemed as if every word was pronounced with great emphasis and distinctly, and it was very clear, and also had a chilling connotation.
Li Muchan's eyes flickered and he asked, "What?"
The old man looked at him, their eyes met, and said quietly: "Now, you are ten steps away from me, but back then, he was five steps away from me."
Li Muchan's eyes also became dark: "What year was it?"
The old man suddenly laughed again and said, "I can't remember clearly, but I think it was on Huiyan Peak."
Ignoring Li Muchan's changing gaze, the old man continued leisurely, "You really won't reconsider it? With just this one finger, you can take another half a step forward. I can give you whatever you want. I only want your loyalty."
Li Muchan sneered: "Be your dog?"
The old man shook his head: "No, I can let you be the dog walker. You are qualified. That's what I told him back then."
Li Muchan asked: "What was his answer?"
The old man folded his hands and said, "He refused."
Li Muchan nodded: "Okay, his answer is my answer."
The old man sighed, “That’s such a pity.”
Suddenly, the woman behind him drew her swords, and with two swords, she stabbed Li Muchan in the vital points and back.
Li Muchan didn't even turn his head, his eyes staring straight at the person inside the door.
This person was like a ghost, appearing and disappearing without a trace. When the wind and rain passed, the lights flickered, and in the change of light and darkness, the figure on the rattan chair disappeared.
Li Muchan turned his right wrist and flicked his index finger twice, tapping the spines of the two swords behind him, and both swords were knocked away.
"roll!"
Without saying anything more, he was too lazy to even take action, and just flew away like the wind.
This person is so powerful, so powerful that it is unfathomable.
But tonight this person was just testing me and intends to recruit me. The next time we meet, I guess it will be a matter of life and death.
At this point, everyone's presence was clear and the situation was clear.
In addition, there seem to be many little-known secrets hidden in this person's words.
The finger he just used was the "First Finger of the Universe" of "King of Jiuzhou" Shen Tianjun. It looked like just one finger, but it could undergo thousands of changes, and it was dangerous inside, with the potential to fight for one's life.
But he didn't expect that the other party not only recognized him, but also seemed to have fought with Shen Tianjun from the meaning of his words.
"Returning Wild Goose Peak? Could it be that there is a hidden story behind the battle of Returning Wild Goose Peak in Hengshan in the past?"
Unfortunately, there are very few records about Shen Tianjun in the martial arts world, and decades have passed, even the Shen family, a noble family, has turned to dust. Even if there is something real, it is probably buried deep in the earth and will never see the light of day again.
However, judging from his reaction, he must have suffered a great loss at the hands of Shen Tianjun, otherwise he would not be so fearful.
Looking back at the history of the martial arts world over the past hundred years, although there have been many heroes in the martial arts world, and various geniuses and prodigies are as numerous as carp crossing the river, each one more famous and more terrifying than the other, there seem to be only a few who can be crowned the kings of the martial arts world and respected by all.
Although Chai Yuguan was known as the "Happy King", that was just a self-proclaimed title. However, Shen Tianjun's title of "King of Nine Provinces" was recognized and respected by the heroes of Nine Provinces. He was invincible in the world.
But the final outcome of this person was that he died by hitting his head against the wall and committing suicide, which is too sad.
Is there something else going on?
Li Muchan thought about it carefully and it seemed that the shadow of the "Qinglong Society" was behind all the disasters and turmoil in the martial arts world in recent years.
He took a deep breath, his eyes flashing coldly. It didn't matter anymore. No matter who this person was, or whether he was a royal relative, a king or a duke, they were destined to be enemies after meeting tonight. There would be a fight of life and death, and there would be no second possibility.
Unlike Di Qinglin at the beginning, although the two belong to the same era, Di Qinglin was defeated by the "Parting Hook" in the past and was later trapped in the Heavenly Prison. It would be difficult for him to make great progress in his strength, or even to maintain his stability. But this old ghost sits quietly in a high place, observing all the heroes in the world with his invincible body, and learning all kinds of unique skills. The skills he has accumulated may have reached the pinnacle, unparalleled in ancient and modern times.
This is an unprecedented enemy.
"call out!"
A sharp whistle suddenly pierced through the thick rain.
Li Muchan suddenly looked up and saw a firework rising into the sky from the other side of Luoyang City in the misty rain.
The signal of the Qinglong Society.
"Have you discovered Shangguan Xiaoxian?"
From all directions, suddenly, figures hidden in the dark appeared, passing from high above like locusts, and swarmed towards the direction of the signal.
Li Muchan looked thoughtful and did not rush over.
Is the Shangguan Xiaoxian who was discovered still Shangguan Xiaoxian?
Now the Qinglong Society and the Jinqian Gang are both moving back and forth in this city, looking for each other's leader. Whoever shows up first will miss the opportunity and fall into a passive position. Shangguan Xiaoxian is cunning and good at manipulating others. If he really wants to hide, how can he be found so easily?
He seemed to have guessed where the leader of the Money Gang would go.
Because although Luoyang City is big, it is not as safe as outside the city.
Forest of flowers.
How about the protagonist be called "King Wuxiang" from now on?
