[Wuxia] The Jade Bow and the Cloud Sea (Complete) - 29

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In Chapter 40 of Liang Yusheng's *The Jade Bow and the Cloud Sea*, at the victory banquet, a jinx arrives, and the enemy trembles in the martial arts

arena. Kou Fanggao laughs, "Although I am representing the Emperor in this labor, I dare not accept your offering of prisoners. However, I would like
to see Let me take over; there's no need for any further ceremony."
Jin Shiyi also wants to know who they are. Upon closer inspection, he sees four men in yellow robes escorting a group of prisoners
down . Kou Fanggao directs several guards to examine the prisoners' appearances, register them, and then escort them into the inner prison.
A table is placed at the entrance to the corridor, with Kou Fanggao sitting in the center, flanked by Ximen Muye and Sikong Hua on either side, overseeing the handover.
Kou Fanggao is taking over the prisoners as the Grand Eunuch, not as an imperial envoy receiving a "prisoner offering." Ximen Muye gestures and
points to each prisoner, explaining who they are.
Hundreds of warriors in the hall stood up, their eyes fixed on the prisoners walking down the corridor. Jin Shiyi breathed a sigh of relief,
thinking, "Fortunately, they're all second- or third-rate characters." Among them were several important figures: She Zixiang of the Huashan Sect,
Fang Tong of the Kongtong Sect, and the Shaolin monk Huaizhen.
Kou Fanggao laughed, "Mr. Ximen has been away from the martial world for a long time, so he probably doesn't recognize the leaders of the various sects, does he? These people
are at most second-generation senior disciples in their respective sects." Sikong Hua laughed, "Mr. Ximen isn't unfamiliar with them, but are the leaders of the
major sects so easily captured? It's already quite remarkable to have captured a few of their prominent disciples.
Come! Come! Come! Now that the presentation of the prisoners is over, let's return to our seats and enjoy Mr. Ximen's celebratory wine!"
Ximen Muye's face was ashen as he coldly said, " "And there's another one, Lord Sikong will probably recognize her!"
Two men in yellow robes escorted a prisoner with only one candle, an elderly woman. Jin Shiyi
was greatly surprised , and then Sikong Hua exclaimed, "Cao Jin'er, the leader of the Mangshan Sect!"
Ximen Muye said calmly, "Lord Sikong, you do recognize her. Although my skills are far inferior to yours, capturing a sect
leader is not as difficult as you say!"
It turned out that Ximen Muye's delayed return was to capture Cao Jin'er. He had learned that Cao Jin'er's hometown was in Zhuo
County, Hebei. Cao Jin'er had gone to Mangshan to preside over a grand event, leaving her son and daughter-in-law to look after the house.
After the defeat of the major sects in the Battle of Mangshan, they gathered at Shaolin Temple on Mount Song to discuss countermeasures. Several days passed without any movement,
leading many to speculate that Ximen Muye and his group had already returned to the capital to report their success. Cao Jin'er, worried about her family and fearing they might be harmed,
returned to her home in Zhuo County with several of her junior brothers to fetch her son
and daughter-
in-law. Master Tongchan tried to dissuade her, but to no avail, so he sent four of his most skilled disciples—Dazhi, Dabei, Huairen, and Huaizhen—to accompany her. Unexpectedly, her son and daughter-in-law had already gotten wind of the plan and escaped. Instead, Ximen Muye and his group were lying in ambush at her home. Cao Jin'er's arrival was tantamount to walking into a trap, and a fierce battle ensued. Cao
Jin'er and the Shaolin disciple Huaizhen were captured. Fearing she might receive reinforcements, Ximen Muye, having captured the most important person, Cao Jin'er,
abandoned the others and rushed back to the capital that very night.
The man in yellow announced triumphantly, "We've brought in one prisoner, Cao Jin'er, the leader of the Mangshan Sect!" The hall
erupted in commotion. "Ha, it really is Cao Jin'er!" "Make way, make way! Let's see what the renowned leader of the Mangshan Sect is
like!"
"Ha, ha, she's just a wretched old woman!" "When Lü Siniang was alive, the Mangshan Sect was incredibly prestigious; who would have thought its
successor would be such a useless coward!" If Lü Siniang were still alive, she'd be furious to death! "Sneers and jeers filled the air.
Jin Shiyi glanced over and saw Cao Jin'er, her hair white and skin wrinkled, her appearance withered and haggard. She had always been pampered and
well , showing no signs of aging despite being over fifty; but now, in less than a month, she seemed to have aged ten years. Even Jin Shiyi
almost didn't recognize her. However, despite her wretched appearance, she still retained a stubborn expression.
Jin Shiyi thought to himself, 'This old woman, though annoying, is still the senior sister of Zhihua Sect.' Before he could finish his thought,
he suddenly heard Cao Jin'er spit out a 'Pah!' and shout, 'How dare you, you rat, insult me!' Suddenly, she broke free and rammed her head against a pillar.
Jin Shiyi was greatly startled and was about to intervene when Li Shengnan laughed, 'This old woman won't die, what's your hurry?' The
two men in yellow laughed loudly, 'Do you want to die? There's no such easy thing as dying so easily!'" "It turns out that after capturing her, Ximen Muye
had already used a powdered medicine made from Asura flowers, piercing her skin with a golden needle and letting it seep into her blood vessels. Asura flowers can make muscles and bones weak; so at this moment, Cao Jin'er was actually weaker than an ordinary person. Her internal energy couldn't come out, and when she hit the pillar, a large bump
rose on her forehead , causing only pain. The two yellow-clad men escorting her already knew she was powerless to commit suicide and intentionally made her look foolish, otherwise how could she have escaped? The guards helped Cao Jin'er up and took her into the inner prison. Kou Fanggao and the others returned to their seats. Sikong Hua said, "Although Cao Jin'er is the leader of the Mangshan Sect, she is not the ringleader." Ximen Muye said, "What, isn't the Mangshan Sect the mortal enemy of the court? The Emperor once told me personally that the other sects are fine, but not a single member of the Mangshan Sect can be spared." Kou Fanggao said, “Brother Ximen, you may not know this, but although Cao Jin’er holds the position of sect leader, her status within the Mangshan Sect is actually lower than that of her junior brother, Yi Zhongmou.” Ximen Muye asked, “Why is that?” Kou Fanggao replied, “Cao Jin’er’s family are wealthy landowners in Zhuo County. Although Cao Jin’er doesn’t rely on the imperial court, she doesn’t oppose it much either. Her junior brother, Yi Zhongmou, who also serves as the leader of the Beggars’ Sect, is someone who frequently opposes the imperial court. So, while capturing Cao Jin’er would certainly be a merit, it wouldn’t be as great as capturing Yi Zhongmou.” Sikong Hua added, “And then there’s Tang Xiaolan and his wife from the Tianshan Sect. They are people whom the Emperor has willingly done. Hasn’t the Emperor told you about this?” The two of them deliberately downplayed Ximen Muye's contributions, and Ximen Muye, who was feeling quite pleased with himself, was angrily , "It's easy to make sarcastic remarks from the sidelines, but when it comes to actually fighting, we have fewer capable men." His meaning was crystal clear: Sikong Hua had stood idly by in the Battle of Mangshan, and the Imperial Guard officers he sent were utterly useless. Bai Liang's face turned ashen, and Sikong Hua's expression also changed drastically. Kou Fanggao quickly intervened, saying, "The great task is not yet complete; we must work together wholeheartedly and not let our emotions get the better of us. In this Battle of Mangshan, because Mr. Ximen spoke with such confidence, we sent fewer men to assist him. This was also a kind gesture from Lord Sikong, who did not want to compete with Mr. Ximen for credit; Mr. Ximen should not blame him." He chuckled a few times, subtly calming the two down, his words ostensibly aimed at mediation, but in reality, he still showed some bias towards Sikong Hua . Given Ximen Muye's status, and considering that he had indeed spoken too confidently before the emperor, he had no choice but to retaliate.

"It's impossible to do it."
Kou Fanggao poured them a full cup of wine, chuckled, and said, "Let's all drink to that, and then discuss how to defeat the enemy." After drinking
, Kou Fanggao continued, "I've heard that disciples from all the major sects are gathered at the Shaolin Temple on Mount Song. If we have enough
men, we can wipe them all out. To avoid controversy, the court can't mobilize a large force of officers; it can only
be done . I still ask Mr. Ximen to take charge and select more skilled fighters. Sikong's men and my guards are all at
Mr. Ximen's command."
Ximen Muye coldly replied, "The enemy has many experts, no small matter. I know the skills of these thirteen brothers I've invited
well. They can hold their own against the enemy's experts. If those with slightly weaker skills go, they'll only lose their lives."
His implication was that he had no confidence in the abilities of Sikong Hua and Kou Fanggao's men. Kou Fanggao, being more composed, suppressed his anger and forced a smile
, asking:
"Judging from what Mr. Ximen says, even if we send our best fighters, you might not be entirely at ease. Then how about
you personally select them?"
Ximen Muye said, "Logically, I shouldn't overstep my bounds, but since I've entrusted myself with the Emperor's important mission, it
's only right that I act cautiously and conduct a rigorous selection. Let's do this: please have Lord Sikong select a group of the best Imperial Guards and send them over so my brothers can spar with them
. Whoever can remain undefeated within thirty moves can probably go to Shaolin Temple. Let's start by selecting..." " After selecting the Imperial
Guards, we'll choose the Palace Guards next."
Sikong Hua couldn't tolerate Ximen Muye's arrogance any longer and immediately said coldly, "I overestimate myself and would like to learn
a few moves from Mr. Ximen to see if I can get to Shaolin Temple."
Ximen Muye was taken aback and quickly said, "Lord Sikong, you're joking. Your martial arts are superb, and I've always
admired you . Why bother testing me? Haha, perhaps you intend for me to make a fool of myself and test my skills?" Ximen Muye now
realized he had spoken inappropriately. He wanted to say something joking to appease Sikong Hua's anger, but Sikong Hua simply put on a stern face and remained silent, tacitly
agreeing .
Ximen Muye was embarrassed, and Kou Fanggao was about to offer some advice when a military officer approached. The officer bowed to Sikong Hua and
said ,
“Commander, why must you personally participate? It would be beneath your dignity. I am unworthy, but I am willing to accept any challenge, so as to avoid being ridiculed
for having no one else in the Imperial Guard besides you.” He then stood upright before the table, his eyes fixed on
Ximen Muye.
Sikong Hua was delighted by this, thinking, “I’ve heard that Ximen Muye’s martial arts are quite unpredictable. I may not be
confident of then smiled and said, “This Brother Gan is the newly arrived instructor, Liu Sanchun’s prized student. His
internal and external skills have already reached a considerable level. Would Mr. Ximen be willing to teach him a few moves?” This officer was none other than
Jin Shiyi .
Ximen Muye snorted and muttered, "What is Liu Sanchun? How could his disciple be worthy of competing with me!" But
Sikong Hua had strongly recommended him, so he was somewhat obliged. After snorting, seeing Sikong Hua's increasingly troubled expression
, he had no choice but to raise his voice and shout, "Master Wufeng, please come and help me select talents to go to Shaolin Temple."
A Tibetan monk wearing a yellow robe stood up in response. This man was a master of the Tibetan Gelug school. Ximen Muye
already felt it was a bit of an insult to ask him to spar with Jin Shiyi. However, on the other hand, he also wanted to show off his side's power, so he
summoned Master Wufeng. Thinking to himself, "Sikong Hua has so highly recommended this man, I'll just have to put up with that for now." He estimated
that Master Wufeng wouldn't need more than ten moves to defeat this arrogant young officer. Jin Shiyi said, "Alright, I'll
experience this master's martial arts first, and then I'll ask Mr. Ximen for guidance." His words implied that he didn't take Master Wufeng seriously at all.
Ximen Muye coldly said, "We'll talk after the match!"
Master Wufan, a towering figure, was a full head taller than Jin Shiyi. He stepped onto the field and looked down at
Jin Shiyi saying, "What weapon do you use? Show it!"
Jin Shiyi laughed, "My martial arts are unconventional. Whatever weapon you use, I will use." Master Wufan thought to himself,
"What an arrogant brat! You've asked for trouble!" He glanced at Jin Shiyi and said indifferently, "This humble monk
never uses weapons; I only use these two bare hands!"
Jin Shiyi said, "Very well, then I will accompany you with one bare hand." Master Wufan practiced the Red
Sect's secret martial art, the Great Hidden Palm Blood Hand Seal, which was far more powerful than similar Central Plains martial arts such as the Vajra Hand Iron Sand Palm. As soon as he raised his hand, a bloody smell wafted out
. Jin Shiyi remained unmoved, looking at Master Wufei's blood-red palm and laughing, "Your Great Hidden Palm skill is not bad
. It's a pity it's still lacking a bit of refinement."
Master Wufei was taken aback, thinking to himself, "How does this kid know my skill?" You should know that the Great Hidden Palm Blood Handprint is
a secret technique of the Yellow Sect. Not to mention outsiders, even among the high-ranking lamas of the Yellow Sect, very few people know it. Yet Jin Shiyi dared to say that his refinement
was not enough. How could this not surprise Master Wufei?
Jin Shiyi continued, "If a Grand Master reaches the highest level, their appearance will be no different from an ordinary person. Now, your palm is as red as
blood, and raising your palm emits a foul wind. This means you haven't returned to the true essence; at most, you only have seventy percent of the skill."
Master Wufan was surprised and uncertain, saying, "That's right, I only have seventy percent of the skill, but do you dare to block my palm?" Jin Shiyi
laughed,
"Even if you have perfected your skill, I am not afraid, let alone seventy percent?"
Master Wufan drew an arc with his palm and shouted, "Take this!" From his superior position, he struck Jin Shiyi's head with a palm .
If this bloody handprint of the Great Hidden Palm were to land on him, his tendons and bones would immediately shatter, and his blood would be poisoned. He would surely die within three days.
Jin Shiyi, intending to show off his supernatural power, did not counter with a palm strike. With a "thud," Master Wufan's palm, carrying a foul wind, struck
down on his head. Jin Shiyi bent down, and the palm struck its back, instantly revealing a large red handprint.
In the blink of an eye, Jin Shiyi had already turned around and shouted, "Take my palm strike too!" Master Wufan, whose palm strike had been
forcefully blocked, was already stunned with fear. Jin Shiyi yelled, "Quickly strike! With your skill, you absolutely cannot withstand my Great
Hidden Palm!" Only then did Master Wufan realize that Jin Shiyi's palm was about to reach his chest. Startled, he hurriedly struck out to defend.
With a "pop," their palms collided
,
like tattered leather. Master Wufan's palm split open, and purplish-black blood gushed out. His Blood Handprint technique had been broken by Jin Shiyi; to regain his current level, he would need to put in another ten years of arduous training. Master Wufan's face was ashen, his expression of terror beyond words. He screamed hoarsely, "You, you, you…"
"Why are you also using the Great Hidden Palm technique?" Jin Shiyi laughed and said, "Didn't I say that whatever weapon you use, I will use the same
weapon , and whatever technique you use, I will use the same technique? However, you don't need to panic. Although I am using the Great Hidden Palm technique,
it is pure and peaceful and will not poison you. Go back and take good care of yourself, and your life can be saved." "
It turns out that Jin Shiyi had mastered both righteous and evil schools of martial arts, and had also thoroughly studied the first half of Qiao Beiming's martial arts manual. The first half protected the essence of martial arts
.
Jin Shiyi understood one principle and could apply it to everything. Apart from the most advanced divine skills, he could learn other skills with just one glimpse.
However , he could only unleash the power of the Great Hidden Palm, but he couldn't poison the recipient, meaning he hadn't fully mastered the Great Hidden Palm Blood Hand Seal
. But Master Wufei didn't know what it would be like to practice to perfection, and thought that Jin Shiyi had shown mercy, only using
the palm force to break his skill and spare his life. He dared not say anything more and hurriedly went to find a quiet room to heal his injuries.
Master Wufei was seriously injured immediately after exchanging a single palm strike with Jin Shiyi, and hundreds of martial artists watching the battle from the side of his wounds..." The soldiers were
stunned , speechless. Had they not witnessed it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that this unassuming
disciple of Liu Sanchun, a second-rate figure in the martial arts world, possessed such skill.
Sikong Hua was filled with doubt and suspicion. Others might not know Liu Sanchun's background, but he already knew from Nangong Yi that
Liu Sanchun was only skilled in the Cotton Palm technique. The Cotton Palm and the Great Hidden Palm had nothing in common, yet Jin Shiyi
had defeated Master Wufeng using the Great Hidden Palm technique—it was truly inexplicable. Sikong Hua now greatly suspected Jin Shiyi's origins, but
since he needed Jin Shiyi to save face for his Imperial Guard, he couldn't immediately question him.
Ximen Muye snorted and said, "This Gan Yue is a bit strange! Lian brothers, you two fight him!"
Two identical men stood up at the next table , clearly brothers who had been separated.
The Imperial Guard officers, who considered Jin Shiyi one of their own and were elated by his victory,
couldn't help but whisper among themselves upon seeing the Lian brothers injured together: "Ximen Muye was so arrogant just now, ordering his men to test our
skills . He lost one round, and now he wants to fight two against one! Ha, ha, two self-proclaimed 'examiners' of martial arts, teaming up to
test a junior they consider their equal—that's quite a story!" An officer nearby, familiar with the Lian brothers' background,
laughed: "Brother, you're being uninformed. I also hope our man wins, but you can't criticize him like that." The
first officer retorted: "What?
Two against one, relying on numbers to bully the weak—is that reasonable?" The officer laughed, “Others are unreasonable, but
the Lian brothers, Lian Chengbao and Lian Chengyu, always fight together. Their acupoint striking technique is unique. The two brothers use four judge's pens
to target the eight extraordinary meridians, coordinating perfectly. With all four pens working simultaneously, even the most skilled fighter would find it difficult to avoid. Therefore, their four pens working together is
like a pair of swords combined, whether facing a single enemy or ten or a hundred enemies, all four pens will work together.”
The officers gathered in a corner, far from the wounded man, and spoke softly, but Jin Shiyi, who was injured, seemed to hear them
clearly . He deliberately made a face and grinned at the Lian brothers, saying, “Your four-pen-targeting-the-eight-meridians technique is a bit
difficult for me. Let me think, what should I do?” Lian Chengbao was not understanding what he meant and coldly said, “What’s so difficult about it?
You can deal with it by surrendering.” Jin Shiyi laughed heartily, "Who said I admit defeat? I was just thinking,
how can I use four judge's pens when I only have two?"
The Lian brothers were taken aback, only to hear Jin Shiyi say, as if answering his own question, "I've got it, I've got it! This
won't stump me. I'll put on a show for you all by myself!"
Lian Chengyu's eyes widened, "What? You're going to use the Four Pens Eight Meridians Technique too?" Jin Shiyi said, "That's right,
that's right!
Didn't I just say that? Whatever weapon you use, I'll use the same weapon; whatever technique you use, I'll use the same
technique ?" Upon hearing Jin
Shiyi's words, the hundreds of warriors watching from the sidelines were stunned. First, Jin Shiyi's hands were empty; he
had no weapons at all. Second, even if they brought him the Judge's Pens, how could he use four at the same time with only two hands?
Third , and more importantly, the Lian family's acupoint striking technique was passed down only to sons, not daughters, especially the "four pens connected to strike the eight meridians" skill. Because
Lian Chengbao and Lian Chengyu were brothers, their minds were in perfect harmony, allowing them to coordinate perfectly. This skill was also
created by the two brothers together. In other words, although the world was vast, only the two brothers could use this acupoint striking technique. No matter how
profound Jin Shiyi's martial arts were, how could he know it? Wasn't his statement too bizarre and unbelievable?
The Lian brothers exchanged glances, both thinking, "Is this man mentally ill?" Sikong Hua was also confused by Jin Shiyi
and could only order a warrior, "Bring four Judge's Pens to Instructor Gan." However, Jin Shiyi shook his head repeatedly, saying, "
I said I'd use whatever weapon they use. These
judge's pens are unsuitable!"
It turned out that the Lian brothers' judge's pens were specially made. A normal judge's pen is two feet eight inches long with only one tip, but
theirs was three feet six inches long with a forked tip—one pen equals two tips, and four pens together have eight tips. This
allowed them to simultaneously strike the enemy's eight extraordinary meridians in a single move. There are four sayings in the martial arts world about the judge's pen's acupoint striking technique: "An inch
shorter, an inch more dangerous; an inch longer, an inch more powerful. " "The shorter the judge's pen, the more dangerous the move; the longer the pen, the greater the power. Different
styles have different advantages and disadvantages.
But the user must possess the necessary skill; it cannot be forced. Longer pens are more difficult to use than shorter ones. The shortest judge's pen used by the renowned acupoint-striking master
Gongsun Di is 1.8 feet long, while the longest used by the Lian brothers is 3.6 feet long.
Moreover, it's a specially made 'forked pen,' so even in the Imperial Eunuch's arsenal, there's no such weapon."
Lian Chengbao coldly said, "Instructor Gan, we don't have an extra set of judge's pens; we can't lend it to you." Jin Shiyi laughed
,
"You don't need to worry about that. I always keep my word. How do you know I don't have a judge's pen like yours?"
Lian Chengyu, anger rising, said, "Fine, enough talk, show me your judge's pen!" "If you immediately
produce these four judge's pens, my brother and I will immediately admit defeat," Jin Shiyi laughed. "Even if you
admit defeat I will lose face. Fine, since you put it that way, I'm not willing to produce the judge's pens immediately.
I'll let you two brothers have ten moves first, and then I'll make my move. Moreover, I will definitely use the Four Pens Eight Meridians Technique. If I use the second technique, then I'll consider myself to have lost!"
After being defeated by Jin Shiyi last time, Hu Yanxu greatly admired him, and the two even became friends. Being a straightforward
man, he was deeply worried about Jin Shiyi upon hearing his words and hurriedly called out from beside the wound, "Brother Gan, this is no joke! Do you really think you
can conjure up four judge's pens like this?"
Jin Shiyi laughed, "Brother Hu Yan, you're right! I'm a traveling magician by trade. Just wait and see!
Hey, you two brothers, why aren't you making your move? When are you going to?"
The Lian brothers, repeatedly mocked by him, were enraged. Their minds were united: "Let's see how you defend yourself!" The four pens
struck simultaneously, their iron tips hissing and crackling like four venomous snakes, suddenly leaping out, coiling in the air, targeting their prey. The four judge's
pens flashed across Jin Shiyi's body, covering all eight extraordinary meridians and thirty-six major acupoints!
The brushstrokes danced wildly, dazzling the eye, and none of the hundreds of warriors watching could see clearly. But then Jin Shiyi
shouted, "Truly remarkable!" His voice trailed off as he was already three zhang away. Only then could the crowd see clearly that his
vest was torn in several places!
The Lian brothers were greatly shocked. Jin Shiyi was the first person to have managed to dodge their four Judge's pens. The two brothers
exchanged a glance and immediately unleashed their second ultimate move, the Four Strokes Strike Eight Meridians. Lian Chengbao leaped into the air, his two pens pointing down,
swiftly striking the major acupoints of the Ren, Du, Chong, and Dai meridians. Lian Chengyu, however, rolled on the ground, his two pens spinning into two arcs,
attacking the Yin Wei, Yang Wei, Yin Jiao, and Yang Jiao meridians. Jin Shiyi cried out, "Good heavens, this is incredible!" In that split second
, his body flew out like an arrow!
Four sharp clangs rang out as Liancheng Baoyue's two pens pointed downwards and Liancheng Yuyue's two writing pens pointed upwards,
colliding perfectly. Huyan Xu let out a sigh of relief and exclaimed, "Wonderful! Wonderful!"
But Jin Shiyi's evasion was masterful, and the two brothers' pressure point techniques were even more exquisite. The moment the four pens collided, they flew out of his hands. Before Jin Shiyi
could regain his footing, the four judge's pens had already caught up, seemingly under someone's command. The four pens intersected and weaved, still using
the technique of striking the eight meridians with four pens. Jin Shiyi cried out, "So powerful!" Then came the hissing sound of the pens slicing through the air. Upon hearing this, Li Shengnan, with her sharp eyes,
noticed two bloody marks on Jin Shiyi's back. She had initially paid no attention, but now she was startled, thinking, "If only
he were wearing my armor!"
Jin Shiyi turned around, flicked his index finger, and sent the two judge's pens behind him flying, shouting, "Take your weapons
! Seven more moves!"
The Lian brothers' move, "Flying Pen Startles the Gods," was said to kill instantly upon impact. Yet Jin Shiyi had only suffered
minor injuries and had even deflected the two judge's pens from Lian Chengyu. This was a truly astonishing development. Lian Chengbao leaped forward and
caught the two judge's pens that were falling downwards; Lian Chengyu, however, stopped abruptly, stood firmly on his horse, and caught the two
pens , Jin Shiyi's flick still made him shudder when he caught the pens
, and his tiger's mouth almost split open. These moves were as fast as lightning, extremely dangerous, and even Sikong Hua, Ximen Muye, Kou Fanggao and
others were thrilled and breathless with tension.
Jin Shiyi and the two brothers had used four of the most profound martial arts techniques in these three acupoint striking moves. In the first two moves, he intentionally tested
his opponent's strength and observed their techniques, using the "Heavenly Net Step" to dodge and the "Golden Bell Shield" for protection.
Unexpectedly, in the third move, the Lian brothers used the "Flying Pipe Startles the Gods" acupoint striking technique, which even the "Heavenly Net Step"
couldn't , and the "Golden Bell Shield" was also pierced. This forced Jin Shiyi to use the secret acupoint closing method passed down by the Poison Dragon Venerable to prevent
damage to his Du Meridian. Moreover, he was forced to use the "Flicking Finger Divine Skill" to flick away Lian Chengyu's two judge's pens. Otherwise, even with
all eight meridians being struck at the same time, the "Golden Bell Shield" plus the "Six Closing Methods" might not have been enough to cope!
Of the four techniques Jin Shiyi used, Kou Fanggao recognized three, Sikong Hua and Ximen Muye recognized two, and
only Li Shengnan in the arena could fully understand all four techniques he used. Thinking to himself, "These four strokes to the eight meridians are truly the most
wondrous . Jin Shiyi actually wants to give them ten moves empty-handed; isn't that a bit too much
of an underestimation of his opponent?" Even someone as knowledgeable as Li Shengnan was already secretly worried about Jin Shiyi after only three moves; the others were even
more . Hu Yanxu called out from the sidelines, "Brother Gan, according to the rules of the martial arts world, even when elders and juniors are exchanging blows, the maximum is
three moves. You've already given up three moves; why insist on giving up ten?"
Jin Shiyi laughed, "You don't understand. I haven't bathed for the past two days, and I'm itchy. These few broken pens poking me
are like scratching my itch; it feels quite comfortable!" "Come on, come on, come on! There are still seven moves left; hurry up and make your move! I'm getting impatient
!"
The Lian brothers' faces were ashen. Although they had scratched Jin Shiyi's skin, Lian Chengyu's double act had been deflected by him.
If it were truly according to the rules of a contest between masters, they should have already kowtowed and admitted defeat.
The two brothers had already considered conceding defeat, but firstly, if they did, their family's reputation as the best acupoint strikers would be completely
ruined. Secondly, Jin Shiyi and Hu Yanxu's sarcastic remarks were utterly disrespectful, showing no regard for them whatsoever. These two brothers,
accustomed to their arrogance, couldn't swallow this insult in front of everyone. Furthermore, they were genuinely curious to see
if Jin Shiyi also knew the "Four Brushes Striking the Eight Meridians" technique, to see how he could conjure four brushes out of thin air. This curiosity
even outweighed their shame.
The two brothers, of one mind, stood on Jin Shiyi's side and suddenly shouted in unison, "You, surnamed Gan,
look down on these four broken brushes? We'll scratch your itch again!" The four brushes struck simultaneously, instantly creating a thousand brush shadows,
and in a single move, they attacked all of Jin Shiyi's eight extraordinary meridians!
Although Jin Shiyi was sharp-tongued and deliberately embarrassed the Lian brothers, he actually dared not underestimate them. Fortunately, after three moves
, he had a glimpse of the "Four Brushes Pointing to Eight Meridians" technique. Amidst the myriad brush shadows, he let out a long howl, his figure
blurring as he used the Heavenly Net Steps to move between the Li and Kan positions, precisely slipping through the intersection of the four judge's pens.
Apart from a few individuals like Li Shengnan, Kou Fanggao, and Sikong Hua, the injured were completely unable to discern their moves, let alone
identify their figures.
The Lian brothers' four brushes missed, and the fifth move followed immediately. This move, called "Heavenly Net and Earthly Net," saw the two brothers,
one after the other, moving swiftly around Jin Shiyi according to the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. The four judge's pens formed a circle, sealing
off all of Jin Shiyi's escape routes. Even with the Heavenly Net Steps, Jin Shiyi couldn't dodge this move. With a hissing sound, the tips of all four pens touched...

The Imperial Guard officers watching the battle were terrified, but the Lian brothers were even more astonished. Their pens touched
Jin Shiyi 's body as if gliding over grease, slippery and unyielding. They suddenly lost their balance and nearly fell . Jin Shiyi
laughed heartily, deftly brushing past Lian Chengbao, avoiding their sixth move.
It turned out that Jin Shiyi had used the "Eighteen Falling Techniques" to deal with the fifth move. This was a superior internal skill; the deeper the skill,
the more effective it became. With Jin Shiyi's current skill, he had already surpassed Gan Fengchi, the great hero of Jiangnan who was once most proficient in this technique. Yet the Lian
brothers hadn't fallen either, demonstrating that not only were their acupoint striking techniques exquisite, but their own skill had also reached a first-rate
level .
Jin Shiyi used his "Flowing Clouds and Flying Sleeves" skill to deflect Lian Chengyu's two pens, breaking their seventh move. He then used
his "Flicking Finger Divine Skill" to deal with the eighth move: the Lian brothers suddenly switched positions, Lian Chengbao pointing east and west, Lian Chengyu pointing south and north.
The four pens, halfway through, suddenly reversed direction, unleashing the most powerful move of "Four pens striking eight meridians,"
"Weeping Ghosts and Startling Gods," faintly accompanied by the sound of wind and snow. Where Lian Chengbao's pen tip passed, specks of blood splattered.
It turned out that Lian Chengbao had channeled all his power into this move, penetrating the very tip of the pen. Even Jin Shiyi's "Eighteen Falling Steps" skill, combined with his Golden Bell Cover, couldn't
defend against it, as he struck the Zhongling acupoint on the Yinwei meridian. Lian Chengyu's skill was slightly lower, and his two pens slipped away, only tearing
a piece of Jin Shiyi's clothing.
Jin Shiyi snorted and shouted, "I have one more move, and you'll have to watch me!" The Lian brothers had already unleashed their most
powerful attack, and clearly struck his "Zhongling acupoint," but they still couldn't bring him down. They were terrified and
simultaneously used their final move, "The Array of Pens," a move that combined offense and defense. They narrowed their circle,
making to fight to the death!
At this moment, the hundreds of warriors watching the battle craned their necks and widened their eyes, eager to see how Jin Shiyi would "create something from nothing" and
"conjure" four judge's pens. Jin Shiyi suddenly roared, "Let me show you something!" He used the Buddhist "
Lion's Roar " technique, and it sounded like a thunderclap in the ears of the Lian brothers, shaking them to their core. At the same time, an extremely
cold wind swept over their faces, and it felt like sharp needles piercing their eye sockets, forcing them to close their eyes. Their
"pen array" move instantly scattered. In that instant, Jin Shiyi snatched all
four of their judge's pens with both hands and shouted:
"Open your eyes and look!"
He held one pen in each hand, his arms half-bent, with another pen tucked under each arm. These specially made judge's pens were
three feet and , and even when tucked under his arms, they were still slightly longer than ordinary judge's pens, enough to reach the acupoints using the Lian family's techniques.
Jin Shiyi flipped over, wielding all four pens at once, dragging them horizontally. He used the most powerful move, "Weeping Ghosts and Startling Gods." The two
brothers screamed in unison as Jin Shiyi had pierced all eight of their extraordinary meridians!
It turned out that Jin Shiyi had given them ten moves first so he could learn their acupoint striking techniques. He hated the two brothers
for their viciousness , and they were Ximen Muye's most trusted subordinates. Their four-stroke technique
was unmatched by any major sect except for a few grandmasters. To eliminate Ximen Muye, they had to be eliminated first. Therefore, Jin Shiyi's move was merciless. He first
used the "Lion's Roar" to shatter their protective internal energy, breaking their "stroke formation" in one fell swoop. Then, he used their own methods against
them, using the four-stroke technique to strike their eight extraordinary meridians, crippling their martial arts!
The Lian brothers groaned, "You, surnamed Gan, are really something!" Two of their close friends came out and helped them
back. These two glared fiercely at Jin Shiyi, but dared not utter a word.
Jin Shiyi laughed heartily, threw down all four pens, returned to his seat, and reported to Sikong Hua, "Those two brothers are
the examiners , and as an examinee, I dared not shirk my duty. Moreover, I used their Lian family's martial arts, but unexpectedly, they could
n't even withstand their own most familiar style. I made a mistake and injured them; please forgive me." Sikong Hua
glanced . Ximen Muye was furious because it was his idea to test the Imperial Guard officers, and now Jin Shiyi had a handle on him. Although he was
extremely angry, he dared not retaliate. Sikong Hua then said, "It's just a fluke during the competition; it's all fate.
Don't ." Not only did he not blame him, but he also took off a brocade robe and made him put it on to cover his tattered clothes.
Kou Fanggao noticed that Jin Shiyi had used seven or eight different styles of martial arts, and was extremely suspicious. He couldn't help but ask, "
Is this Brother Gan's master really Master Liu Sanchun? I didn't hear him very clearly just now." Indeed:
Such martial arts are rare in this world; how could the examiner not be suspicious?
To find out what happens next, please turn to the next chapter.

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