Chapter 553

Huang Zishi's move covered seven major acupoints and changed constantly, making it difficult for people to judge whether it was real or fake. It was exquisite, and he used it like falling petals. It was a beautiful sight, as if he was lifting something heavy as if it were light, and his palm was complicated as if it were simple.

"Not bad." Wang Zai stood by the window and nodded. At least Huang Zishi's state of mind was not in a mess. This move was of a normal level.

Mengqi did not dodge. His "Whisper Sword" slashed directly at Huang Zishi's left rib.

There was nothing special about this move other than the word "fast". It was so fast that people could only see a shadow. It was as fast as lightning, and only after a flash could there be a roar.

"The Thunder Blade Furious Monk has mastered the essence of the bladesmanship" fast "… The content of Wang Zai's explanation last night appeared in the minds of the Jianghu people.

Faced with this fast blade that was aimed at his flaw, Huang Zishi had no choice but to move sideways. He pointed his folding fan and hit Mengqi's blade like a flying cloud.

Mengqi's long saber suddenly rose and turned into a continuous knife momentum that slashed at Huang Zishi. The force burst forth, breaking rocks and clouds, and breaking waves.

"Combining the essence of firmness and continuous momentum, this bladesmanship is really outstanding …" Wang Zai looked excited as if he had met his match.

The power of this move was so obvious that even ordinary Jianghu masters could see it, so they all cheered. There were only a few people present who could make such a move!

Huang Zishi's folding fan suddenly opened. It was as if a flower had bloomed, or as if the rosy clouds were flying across the sky. With a sticky force, he tried to divert Meng Qi's saber.

Mengqi's bladesmanship changed again, and the momentum of the raging waves was completely restrained. It was full of smoke and fire, whispering softly, but without any force. It was like everyone's heart of the mortal world, which could be felt and heard, but could not be touched.

This saber was misty and hard to grasp. It came from Mengqi's hand and entered Huang Zishi's heart.

"Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship …" Wang Zai, Wang Ce, Du Shaobai, and all the knowledgeable people blurted out this name.

Mengqi directly used the essence of Blade Dao to activate the various changes of "Mortal Dust Fall", instead of relying on deduction like before.

As a bladesmanship at the peak of the Exterior, the changes of "Mortal Dust Fall" were indeed much stronger than Mengqi's derived moves!

"No blade will, not the Exterior …" Wang Zai nodded thoughtfully. He knew that Mengqi had not used his full strength.

Huang Zishi's face was solemn. He closed his folding fan and trembled as he moved forward to meet the attack. He looked old, like a withered flower, but as he trembled, there were countless changes within him. The Misty Void Blade changed, and everything matched!

He closed his folding fan and trembled. Including Wang Ce, most of the people with good strength applauded. Huang Zishi's response fully demonstrated the transformations of the "Art of Falling Clouds". The long saber and the folding fan seemed to be dancing across the void, which was too beautiful to behold.

Just then, Mengqi's Void Blade "exploded". A seemingly illogical and disturbing blade light suddenly appeared with a sharp and harsh whisper, aiming at Huang Zishi's head.

But at this moment, Meng Qi's Void Mist Blade "exploded". A seemingly illogical and disturbing blade light suddenly appeared, with a sharp and harsh whisper, aiming at Huang Zishi's head, which was a flaw.

He did not move his body or his feet. With the help of the Blade Wind, he gracefully floated three meters backward.

His body didn't move, and his feet didn't move. Using the wind generated by the saber, he gracefully floated backward by ten feet.

One saber after another, Mengqi's every move was aimed at Huang Zishi's flaws. Every move was appropriate to the essence of Blade Dao. Huang Zishi was sweating profusely, but he could not find a chance to counterattack.

"He attacked 20 times in a row and didn't even defend once …" Wang Zai's face was full of fighting spirit. He pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, wishing he could take Meng Meng's place.

"He attacked 20 times in a row and didn't even defend once …" Wang Zai's face was full of fighting spirit. He pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, wishing he could take Meng Qi's place.

Wang Ce frowned slightly as if he was holding back something. He could see this battle more clearly than yesterday.

Yesterday, Su Meng defended 28 times in a row and defeated Jin Jinxian. But today, he only attacked and put Huang Zishi in danger 20 times in a row. His bladesmanship was so strong!

Huang Zishi had accumulated a lot of pent-up anger in his heart. He had to change his moves in advance before Meng Qi pointed out his flaws. Compared to Jin Jinxian's enjoyment yesterday, Huang Zishi always felt depressed as if his pores were opened when he was so comfortable that they were interrupted 20 times in a row!

"No! If this goes on, I won't even have a chance to turn the tables! " Huang Zishi took a deep breath and opened his folding fan to block Meng Meng Meng Meng's attack.

The five fingers of his left hand were like blooming flowers, stretching and shrinking, changing constantly. Finally, they were blown away by the wind and mercilessly flowing water.

Huang Zishi seemed to be one with his surroundings. Falling flowers covered him and flowing water gurgled. His flaws changed constantly, making it difficult for Mengqi to figure out and grasp it!

Near the lotus pond, the cold wind suddenly became stronger. Pieces of withered leaves shot out with the wind and shot toward Mengqi like hidden weapons!

This was Huang Zishi's Exterior-level move, Falling Flowers and Flowing Water!

Mengqi took a deep breath and suddenly withdrew his long saber. Then, without warning, he slashed out with it.

This move contained changes and was simple and ordinary. However, it absorbed all the airflow and vitality around it. It was as if there was only one move between heaven and earth!

This was the essence of the Purple Thunder Bladesmanship. However, Meng Qi had removed the thunder and violence, only focusing on the ferocious.

The airflow and vitality were absorbed. The withered leaves suddenly lost their power and the ability to take one's life. They seemed to be floating in the air, powerless and empty. They were all sucked into the long saber and stuck to it.

The long saber, with the withered leaves and the whispers of the immortals, slashed down. Meng Qi did not dodge. He used the same method to deal with the changes and hit Huang Zishi's left hand and folding fan.

Puff!

After twenty moves, the two's' weapons' finally collided with each other!

Strong winds blew in all directions, sweeping through the surroundings and bringing up dust that covered the ground.

Although Huang Zishi had opened two more acupores than Mengqi and used the Exterior-level palm art, Mengqi had absorbed 30% of the Demon Venerable's essence. His genuine Qi was strong and continuous. Moreover, the Golden Bell Shield and Eight Nine Mysteries were Divine Skills with outstanding strength and inner Qi. In this aspect, they were much stronger than the Sunset Flower-falling Skill. Both of them were evenly matched and did not retreat even half a step.

No, Mengqi's Whisper Skill retreated faster than Huang Zishi's left palm and folding fan. When he retreated, he turned his long saber and slashed out again with a roar.

The muddy water in the lotus pond rippled rapidly.

Huang Zishi had intended to take advantage of the situation to attack, but his ears were suddenly hit by thunder. His body trembled and slowed down by half a beat.

Under normal circumstances, he had his own Dharma Access to deal with similar sound attacks. However, he had just used the Exterior-level palm art and consumed a lot of his strength. Moreover, he was changing his moves to attack, so it was inevitable that his strength was not enough.

The long saber slashed through the folding fan and his left palm and stopped in front of him.

Huang Zishi sighed and said in a carefree manner, "I admit defeat."

He was frustrated that he failed to force Meng Qi to use the Exterior-level blade movement.

Wang Zai, who was watching from the side, sighed and said to Wang Ce, "Huang Zishi's momentum was indeed taken away and there was a flaw in his mind. If he had used the Falling Flowers and Flowing Water ten moves earlier, he might have been able to force the real Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship."

Wang Ce got the old servant's hint and nodded. "Ten moves earlier, his genuine Qi was still at its peak. The power of the Falling Flowers and Flowing Water should have been 30% stronger than it is now. Even if there was no hope of winning, there was still a chance to force Su Meng to use his full strength. However, his momentum was taken away and he lost the will to win. He was too cautious and fell into a disadvantageous position."

Now, they did not see the real Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship, nor did they see Su Meng's fundamental skill, the Golden Bell Shield!

This time, there was no need for Wang Zai's explanation. Everyone who had come to watch the battle could clearly see that Su Meng, the "Blade Maniac", had attacked 22 times in a row without defending even once. Even when faced with an Exterior-level palm art, he fought force with force without dodging or counterattacking!

"Flower-falling Master" had only used the Exterior-level movement "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water" from beginning to end.

The Thunder Blade Furious Monk of the past was now the Blade Maniac Su Meng. His bladesmanship was truly superb!

After Wang Ce finished speaking, he frowned again and said apologetically to Shan Xiumei and the others, "I'm going to relieve myself."

Shan Xiumei subconsciously followed him but stopped immediately. She had never heard of a woman following a man to the toilet. She glanced at Wang Zai and saw that he did not move. She felt relieved and nodded in response.

Several other disciples of the Wang family also went out with Wang Ce. The old servant naturally stayed by his side to protect him.

While Mengqi and Huang Zishi were talking and reviewing the fight for the spectators, Gu Xiaosang stood by the window and saw Wang Ce and the old servant go downstairs and go straight to the toilet.

She turned around and took off her pink coat, revealing a plain white dress. When she opened the door, her temperament became ethereal again.

In the private room of the Wang family, Wang Zai listened to Mengqi's graceful conversation with Huang Zishi. Several disciples of the Wang family drank the Flowers Wine and whispered about where to go to have fun.

Shan Xiumei stood not far from Wang Zai, but she suddenly felt uneasy.

Just as she was about to speak, the door of the room floated up as if it was weightless. A delicate and ethereal girl stepped in and pointed at Shan Xiumei's forehead with her slender fingers without the slightest trace of anger.

The surroundings seemed to be much brighter, and a voice that sounded like the chanting of celestial music could be heard.

"The world of mortals is like a prison, and all living beings suffer. The cycle of reincarnation is endless, and suffering is endless. Have mercy on the people of the world. The Ajati Matriarch, the Void Hometown!"

The airflow in the room partially collapsed, and Shan Xiumei involuntarily fell toward Gu Xiaosang.

There were collapses, whirlpools, and bulges. Waves spread outward, pushing several disciples of the Wang family to the wall. Invisible threads floated like the hands of the Heavenly Devil and entangled Wang Zai.

There were many people in the private room, but Shan Xiumei felt like she was alone in the wilderness!

In another private room, Kong Yu had not been paying attention to the fight. Instead, he was sensing the movements of Su Meng's maidservant.

When Gu Xiaosang made her move, he opened his fingers, but did not make a move immediately.

The Demoness of Grand Luo did not appear to kill for the sake of killing. There must be a huge conspiracy. If she attacked a disciple of the Wang family, he would definitely help. But now, he could wait and see what would happen!

Kong Yu's expression was very cold. There was a man in a cloak standing beside him. A silver thread was hanging from his waist, and a bright silver official seal hung on it!