Flashy

Wang Ming and Ouyang Feng's battle was being watched closely not only by Huang Rong, but also by another person.

That person was Li Mochou.

At first, she saw her master powerfully and dominantly beating Ouyang Feng, and she was very excited. Having such a formidable master, she could walk sideways anywhere outside.

Then, the situation took a sharp turn. Her master's weapon suddenly flew out of his hand. Without his sword, his combat power instantly dropped by more than half. He was no match for Ouyang Feng in unarmed combat and was being brutally suppressed. Defeat seemed imminent.

Li Mochou wasn't an idiot. Seeing that things were going south, she decided to make a run for it.

As for her master's safety? Sorry! The opponent was too strong, and she couldn't help.

Although her master was very generous, she still felt that mutual exploitation was a stronger bond.

This was why major sects raised orphans from a young age to be their core disciples; it was difficult to foster a sense of belonging in adults.

However, Li Mochou's mind was among the sharpest of the women in the martial arts world at that time. In a very short period, she deduced the same outcome as Huang Rong—she couldn't escape.

"Master, take the sword!" After analyzing the situation, Li Mochou concluded that she couldn't let her master fight bare-handed. She drew the "Gentleman Sword" from her waist and threw it to Wang Ming.

This Gentleman Sword was Gongsun Zhi's family heirloom, incredibly sharp, and could be considered a divine weapon.

Wang Ming, who had decided to fight to the death, caught the thrown Gentleman Sword. His resolve instantly extinguished. It was better to live a dog's life than die a dog's death.

He immediately unleashed the Five Peaks Swordplay. Although this swordplay was ordinary, with the sharp Gentleman Sword as its support, its power was extraordinary.

Ouyang Feng and Huang Yaoshi, despite their strong internal energy, couldn't directly face the sword's edge. What if they accidentally sliced off a palm?

Of course, if they used a weapon, they could channel their internal energy through it. As long as their internal energy was strong enough, they could shatter an opponent's weapon.

Bare-handed, they wouldn't dare to completely disregard the sword's edge.

After all, their internal energy cultivation wasn't a hard style like the Indestructible Vajra Body. Even if Wang Ming had a protective technique, taking a sword strike would at most negate the accompanying true qi damage; the damage from a sharp weapon could not be ignored.

Unfortunately, Wang Ming still underestimated the suppression that came with the Innate realm. The Five Peaks Swordplay did not help him turn the tide.

He unleashed the Mount Song Swordplay, with its dense and imposing sword energy, like thousands of horses galloping. Ouyang Feng, instead of dodging the sword's edge, met it head-on with a palm strike, instantly shattering it.

When Wang Ming used the Mount Heng Swordplay, which was meticulous, rigorous, and focused on defense, Ouyang Feng broke through it without hesitation.

Then, he used the Mount Tai Swordplay, which was heavy, steady, and strictly regulated. Ouyang Feng simply unleashed an unreasonable, charged attack, instantly halting the sword's momentum.

After cycling through the Five Peaks Swordplay, the result was the same: it was ineffective. Ouyang Feng completely ignored the skill, breaking through it with brute force.

Ouyang Feng mockingly said, "So many flashy tricks."

At this point, Wang Ming also concluded that the Five Peaks Swordplay was good for annoying opponents in battles of the same level, but it was not qualified for challenging opponents of a higher level.

Not annoyed, he immediately changed his sword stance and continued to engage the enemy.

"Illusion Sword."

It was now sunset. Only half of the sun remained on the western horizon. Although the sunlight was softer, it was still blinding if one looked directly at it.

Wang Ming had not held much hope for the Five Peaks Swordplay from the beginning. He had used it to adjust his position and Ouyang Feng's, so he could better utilize the sunlight.

As Ouyang Feng was about to launch a "Black Tiger Steals Heart" strike at Wang Ming, his eyes were hit by sunlight reflected off the smooth sword body opposite him, causing his vision to disappear instantly. Unable to continue his attack, he immediately retracted his move, took a step back, and waited for his vision to recover.

Wang Ming thought to himself, "What a pity. Such a perfect opportunity I calculated for so long, and he's so cautious. If he hadn't retreated, I would have definitely sliced off his hand and reduced his attack power by half."

Ouyang Feng recovered his vision and immediately launched another fierce assault. However, Wang Ming consistently avoided direct confrontation, using his Lightness Skill to constantly maneuver around him. This greatly troubled Ouyang Feng's eyes. In just over ten exchanges, his eyes were flashed by the light no less than a hundred times, and now he was seeing spots.

Wang Ming felt that the time was right. He abandoned his previous hit-and-run tactics and launched a swift and fierce offensive against Ouyang Feng.

In Ouyang Feng's eyes, Wang Ming's swordplay suddenly became extremely bizarre. The sword's edge would sometimes shine brilliantly, making it impossible to look at directly, and sometimes it would dim completely, making its whereabouts invisible, as if it had vanished.

The two engaged in close combat for one round and then separated instantly.

Wang Ming had just taken another hit, causing him to grimace. He thought to himself, "Ouyang Feng's warrior instincts are too sharp. He reflexively struck me with a palm."

Ouyang Feng was now clutching his right hand with his left. He had just struck out with his palm. Previously, there was nothing blocking his path, but as his palm moved forward, it landed squarely on the sword's edge, severing two of his fingers. He pressed a pressure point to stop the bleeding and glared at Wang Ming menacingly.

Huang Rong, watching from a distance, was so stunned that she forgot her composure and opened her mouth wide. Just a moment ago, she had thought Wang Ming was incredibly stingy, having been Guo Jing's teacher for over a decade and not teaching him a single good martial art. Now, she was shocked by the power of the Illusion Sword. She had previously thought the "Illusion Sword" was just a decent sword technique, similar to the "Dog Beating Staff Technique," but she had been proven wrong.

This sword technique was so bizarre and unfathomable that it had reversed the situation between Wang Ming and Ouyang Feng.

She now understood that it wasn't Wang Ming who was stingy, but rather she who didn't recognize its value.

Li Mochou, who had risked getting close to the battlefield to deliver the "Gentleman Sword," had long since retreated to a safe distance from the center of the battle and was silently observing.

Seeing the sword technique her master used, she became incredibly covetous and couldn't help but think, "This master is simply a treasure trove. The Nine Yin Manual, dual-wielding sword techniques, exquisite swordplay, greatsword techniques, and this bizarre sword technique... I must get my hands on this shining sword technique. Yes! I'll throw a tantrum if I have to."

Li Mochou was not yet the person she would become during the Condor Shooting period; her personality was still somewhat impetuous.

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