Dragon Dance Sword Technique [The End]

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Chapter 1: A Battle of Two Heroes

The sun was setting, dusk was falling. A bleak
autumn wind blew, a cool breeze blowing.
On a bare
, yellow earthen hill, dust swirled, the air thick with smog, making it difficult to open one's eyes. But on this desolate, uninhabited mountain, two men and a woman stood against the wind.
Both men were around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, their faces equally "cold," a coldness that sent chills down one's spine, freezing one's blood.
One was dressed in white, with fair skin, handsome features, and piercing eyes that radiated a chilling light that dared not be looked at. He gripped a longsword, its cold light gleaming, at an angle, his body standing motionless like a stone statue. The other was dressed in blue... Tall and slender, with a cold, icy expression, yet a hint of arrogance and disdain lingered at the corners of his mouth and eyes. He held his sword to his chest, his gaze sharp and piercing, fixed on his opponent.
The strong autumn wind whipped their clothes and disheveled their long hair. Yet, they didn't even blink, their cold stares fixed on each other, their bodies frozen as if nailed to the spot or their pressure points sealed, standing there stiffly, confronting each other. The woman beside them, about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, was stunningly beautiful, breathtakingly so.
She possessed long, arched willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of bright, sparkling eyes, a delicate nose, vermilion lips and pearly teeth, and exquisitely thin, translucent pink ears. Her hair was styled high, and she wore a yellow silk dress. Her tall figure, the way the autumn wind clung to her clothes, created a beautifully curvaceous silhouette; her full yet slender figure was captivating. She truly embodied the epitome of beauty.
The only thing that was truly heartbreaking was the worry and sorrow on her face. Her brows were tightly furrowed, her alluring cherry lips parted constantly, and two intoxicating dimples appeared and disappeared on her cheeks. Whether it was sorrow or joy, for a woman of unparalleled beauty, what most people would consider the most unsightly expression was not unsightly when she made it; rather, it was a transcendent beauty.
She stared intently at the two men facing each other, perhaps because she was too worried and uneasy, causing her to unconsciously rub her delicate, slender hands, and then rest her chin on her hand in deep thought...
Suddenly, a crow, probably returning to its roost late, cawed and flew from afar towards the two men.
The two men's eyebrows twitched simultaneously, and the muscles in their cheeks twitched involuntarily. The crow's caw was like a war drum urging them to charge into battle. Sweat beaded on their foreheads and noses, a single drop slowly rolling down onto the blue-robed man's eyelashes, but he paid no heed, not even wiping it away. The atmosphere was chillingly cold, a sight to behold.
The crow flew closer and closer, almost overhead, when suddenly, both men looked up at it, their bodies shooting up with explosive speed, simultaneously thrusting their swords at the crow.
Their movements were swift, their sword strikes swift, so fast it seemed like supernatural feats, dazzling the eye.
With a few sharp "thuds," their swords clashed, creating a net of blades, and scattered feathers and blood rained down from the sky. While
still in mid-air, their bodies slightly bent, they bounced back more than four zhang (approximately 10 meters) like projectiles, simultaneously thrusting their swords at each other.
A deafening clang of weapons clashing rang out, carrying far and wide…
Their unparalleled lightness skill and astonishingly swift swordsmanship were on full display in the air.
In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed, and the air itself seemed to suffocate, almost suffocating. They leaped, bounded, and spun… their bodies as light as willow catkins, demonstrating their first-rate lightness skill. The swords swung with a series of sharp, hissing sounds, the force of the energy cutting through the air incessant. The sword shadows, layer upon layer, surged and rolled like tears and wine, eventually becoming as swift as silk, like mist and smoke. Wherever the sword energy struck, craters and holes appeared instantly, sand and stones flew, dust filled the air, and grass and trees were instantly destroyed.
The two fought more and more fiercely, their fists, feet, and swords striking simultaneously. A mountain of fists and a sea of legs filled the air, each move powerful and earth-shattering. This was truly a rare and breathtaking battle between top-tier masters, a spectacle that would astound even gods and demons, dimming the heavens and earth.
The beautiful woman, however, scanned them with increasing anxiety. Her expression grew more and more worried, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes revealed deep anxiety. She kept rubbing her hands together, her luscious cherry lips involuntarily parting slightly. Perhaps due to excessive anxiety and tension, her breathing became rapid, causing her full and firm breasts to tremble violently, adding to her alluring sensuality and arousing a certain desire in those who witnessed it. Her current state was extremely seductive, captivating and unforgettable.
Suddenly, the two launched another fierce attack, their swords and palms clashing violently with a loud thud. In an instant, the two figures shot apart. The man in white stood with his sword at an angle, just as he had before the battle, but the man in blue staggered, clutching his chest with his left hand, blood gushing from his mouth, clearly indicating a serious injury. After taking a few steps back, he suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, panting heavily.
Seeing this, the man in white looked ashamed and reluctant, so he stepped forward and cupped his hands, saying, "Brother Deng, you are too kind! I have offended you greatly, please forgive me!"
The man in blue stared at him for a long time, his anger and resentment intertwined, before coldly snorting and saying, "Ouyang Dong, you...you don't need to waste your words! I admit defeat today because of your 'Hun Yuan Palm'! However, one day I will avenge the humiliation of having my wife stolen from me...heh...I will definitely get my revenge..."
Upon hearing this, the man in white, called Ouyang Dong, stepped forward with an apologetic expression and said, "Brother Deng! I only won by chance...I know you also like Yue'e, but I like her too! I can't live without her. I truly love her! This duel was planned by the three of us. Whoever wins can take Yue'e with them and live a life of love and happiness with her. Now...I am grateful for your kindness, Brother Deng..."
As he spoke, he bent down apologetically and reached out to help the man in blue, who had fallen to the ground and was seriously injured.
The blue-robed man's anger intensified. He forcefully broke free from Ouyang Dong's grip on his arm, roaring furiously, "Ouyang Dong, you bastard! Stop with your 'cat's tears'! If you truly sympathized with me, why didn't you give me Yue'e? Hehehe... You son of a bitch, stop pretending to be a good guy in front of women! I will definitely avenge this, I will definitely..."
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly flipped his right wrist, his right fist striking Ouyang Dong's chest with lightning speed and ferocity...
The pretty girl Yue'e, who was standing nearby, caught a glimpse of this and cried out in alarm, "Dong, watch out!" as she rushed over.
Ouyang Dong never expected him to resort to such a vicious attack. In shock and anger, he tried to dodge, but the opponent's strike was full of power and viciousness. The punch was extremely strong and domineering, and he was caught off guard, still struck in the right shoulder. He staggered back four or five steps, almost falling.
Fortunately, the blow wasn't to a vital spot, and he was unharmed. However, he couldn't help but feel indignant. He glared at the man in blue and said gently, "Deng Yu, you are truly a despicable and shameless person, so vicious… Yue'e must never marry such a treacherous and ruthless person!"
Just then, Yue'e walked over. She stared angrily at Deng Yu on the ground and scolded, "Deng Yu, I used to trust you quite a bit. I disregarded the differences in our social standing… Although you are a member of the underworld, I've seen that you never indiscriminately kill good people and haven't committed any heinous crimes. Therefore, I trusted you this time…" "I gave you two—both men who love me deeply—a chance to have a fair fight, and the winner would take me away… But I never expected you… Your heart is so narrow and vicious. Dong-ge kindly helped you up, but you took the opportunity to attack him. Even if you had won, I wouldn't have gone with you for that reason alone. I can't have a husband as venomous as a snake! Today I finally see your cruel and despicable true colors! You… get out of here! I never want to see you again."
As she spoke, she began to weep bitterly.
Ouyang Dong stepped forward to support her, gently wiping away her tears. He then looked at Deng Yu, who was on the ground, gritting his teeth in extreme anger and resentment, with a stern and contemptuous gaze. He then put his arm around Yue'e's slender waist and said softly, "Yue'e, let's go!"
Deng Yu's eyes were filled with jealousy, indignation, and viciousness. He shouted hoarsely at the departing figures of the two, "Ouyang Dong, you bastard, and that bitch, that slut… I will definitely avenge you for what happened today! Just you wait! I will definitely get my revenge… Ha…"
He screamed like a vengeful ghost, his expression filled with extreme hatred, sending chills down one's spine.
Ouyang Dong and Yue'e turned and left, determined to find the idyllic life they longed for…
Ouyang Dong was born into a renowned martial arts family. His father, Ouyang Qun, was famous for his masterful "Hun Yuan Palm," a technique feared by all in the martial world. Who in the martial world didn't know the name of "Hun Yuan Palm" Ouyang Qun?
Ouyang Dong inherited his father's skills, but when he was seventeen, his father died from a qi deviation during practice. His mother, heartbroken, also passed away a year later. Only Ouyang Dong, without siblings, remained.
He then traveled far and wide, wandering the martial world, seeking out renowned masters to learn from. By the age of twenty, he had earned the prestigious title of "Hun Yuan Divine Sword Goose," his ancestral invincible "Hun Yuan Palm," his unparalleled "Soul-Chasing Sword Technique," and his extraordinary lightness skill, like a wild goose, placing him among the top masters of the martial world.
He was naturally forthright and honest, hating evil and helping the poor and needy, always ready to fight injustice. He was a highly respected and admired master of the righteous path.
Yue'e, originally surnamed Zhou, came from a renowned scholarly family. She was learned and talented, proficient in all arts—music, chess, calligraphy, painting—and skilled in poetry and prose. However, at the age of fifteen, her parents and entire family were murdered during a robbery. She escaped through the back door amidst the chaos, saving her life.
Over the years, she wandered the martial world with Ouyang Dong and Deng Yu, whom she was fortunate enough to meet. She was a beautiful and talented woman, beloved and envied by all, her fame spreading far and wide.
Deng Yu, on the other hand, was a master of the underworld who had learned superior martial arts from a master. He fortuitously obtained a manual called "Poisonous Fiend Divine Skill," mastering the poisonous martial arts contained within. Even after only mastering forty percent of it, he had already reached the ranks of top masters.
Although he belonged to the underworld, his actions weren't as vicious and inhuman as those of typical underworld bosses. He merely stole other people's belongings and killed some scoundrels in the martial arts world; overall, he wasn't entirely evil! Otherwise, how could Ouyang Dong and Yue'e have met him and roamed the martial arts world together?
However, he was aloof, cold, and taciturn, with a narrow mind and limited capacity for tolerance.
Both Ouyang Dong and Deng Yu harbored feelings for Zhou Yue'e, and she, perhaps due to the passage of time, also felt a certain fondness for them. When she, experiencing her first stirrings of love, received their sincere confessions at the same time, she became confused and emotionally disoriented, unable to decide who to choose.
As this love triangle dragged on, a rift developed between the two men; they gradually turned from friends to enemies, and the conflict intensified. This situation caused Yue'e great distress; she didn't want to lose these two friends who had helped her when she was destitute and with whom she had spent so much time.
However, she couldn't decide who to marry... So, after discussion, the three decided to have a fair contest, and the winner would marry her! They chose a day for the contest, leading to the scene described at the beginning...
Ouyang Dong and Zhou Yue'e finally became husband and wife. After four more years of wandering the martial world, they felt the dangers, the unpredictability of human nature, and the vicissitudes of life. Therefore, they decided to retire to the deep mountains and forests to live out their lives, leaving behind the bloody, endless, and terrifying martial world, and to live a simple life of self-sufficiency, farming, weaving, and labor.
They took their three-year-old son, Ouyang Qiong, and lived in seclusion in a remote, uninhabited mountain forest.
They built three thatched huts and lived a simple life of hunting, farming, weaving, and raising livestock. Although life was simple, they were happy and carefree. The three of them were close, respectful, and harmonious, living a very happy life.
In their spare time, the couple taught their son poetry and literature. They didn't want him to learn martial arts and become a martial arts master, fearing that exceptional skills would attract jealousy, lead to being framed, or get him involved in conflicts and feuds within the martial arts world.
Besides teaching his son self-defense, self-defense, and hunting skills, Ouyang Dong didn't pass on his own famous "Hun Yuan Palm" and "Soul-Chasing Sword Technique." However, he did pass on about 80-90% of his extraordinary, swift-as-a-goose-like lightness skill to his son. This was because wild beasts and poisonous insects frequently roamed the primeval forests, and this lightness skill could be used to escape danger in case of an encounter.
The couple were extremely strict with their son, never letting him leave the mountains. They usually encouraged him to recite poetry and compose essays, and to learn music, chess, calligraphy, and painting from his mother.
Ouyang Qiong was intelligent, lively, and respectful to his parents, and was deeply loved by them. By the age of seven or eight, he could compose poems and verses, and was proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy,
and painting. His parents, Ouyang Dong and his wife, regarded him as their lifeblood, even more important than their own. They desperately wanted their son to become a useful person who would bring honor to their family, so they rigorously urged him to study hard and one day achieve academic success.
Time flies like an arrow. Unbeknownst to them, they had been living in seclusion in these deep mountains for thirteen years.
Ouyang Dong was now over forty, and his simple, reclusive life continued, yet it couldn't conceal the extraordinary air about him; his heroic spirit remained undiminished. More than a decade of self-cultivation had allowed him to grasp the true essence of Buddhism, resulting in a tranquil mind, truly embodying the demeanor of a hermit.
Yue'e was thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, but due to her long-term carefree and peaceful life, her beauty, reminiscent of Chang'e, had become even more womanly, making her look no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight. She exuded an air of refined elegance, and although dressed in coarse linen, it couldn't conceal her captivating maturity. Compared to sixteen years ago, she was even more graceful and free-spirited, her figure fuller and more voluptuous, her skin fair and smooth like jade, her charm at its peak!
Meanwhile, Ouyang Qiong had grown into a handsome and dashing young man. With sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, large ears, and a face like jade, he was tall and imposing, exuding a strong and awe-inspiring masculinity. Although he wore a tall hat and scholar's robes, he didn't possess the dullness of a typical scholar; instead, he had more of his father's imposing presence, his eyes clearly radiating a commanding and intimidating aura.
He was forthright and honest, but also very clever and quick-witted. He possessed an extraordinary intelligence and wisdom. Coupled with his refined talents, mastery of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and his martial arts skills, honed over a decade, had unknowingly reached the level of a second-rate master in the martial arts world. Such qualities made him the perfect man every young and beautiful woman desired and dreamed of.
Ouyang Dong unknowingly raised his son to be a second-rate master, but this was not the outcome he desired. He feared his son would become embroiled in the conflicts and feuds of the martial arts world, like many others. He didn't want him to repeat the same mistakes, but the die was cast, and he was powerless to change it.
They diligently taught their beloved son, hoping he would one day achieve great things.
Recently, three new residents appeared in the forest, each incredibly alluring and licentious, all between twenty-four and twenty-five years old.
They were the "Three Beauties of the Licentious World," hunted by the newly risen "Iron Eagle Sect" of the martial arts world.
The story dates back three months to a scandalous affair between the "Three Beauties of the Licentious World" and their longtime lover,
Fang Zengguang, the leader of the Black Flag of the "Iron Eagle Sect." The "Three Beauties of the Licentious World" were three sisters, whose martial arts skills were mediocre, only third-rate. Their ability to maintain their position in the martial arts world for seven or eight years and the reputation they had earned was entirely due to their superb seductive skills and their ability to make men risk their lives in bed.
They relied on their irresistible allure to win over and please influential figures in both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds of martial arts, thus gaining fame and renown. They were lustful, never letting go of a man they fancied. Whether through coaxing, force, or aphrodisiacs, they would relentlessly pursue him until they were exhausted and drained of his life force. Therefore,
they were hated by the righteous sects of the martial arts world, yet many righteous and illegitimate masters defended and protected them. Consequently, the righteous sects could only swallow their anger, daring to curse but not kill them. Killing them could trigger a bloodbath in the martial arts world.
To better establish themselves in the martial arts world, the three sisters, known as the "Three Beauties of the Lustful World," sold their bodies, using their beauty and flesh to curry favor with Fang Zengguang, the black flag leader of the newly risen "Iron Eagle Sect," a powerful cult with 30,000 to 40,000 followers.
The "Iron Eagle Cult" is currently the most powerful and evil force in the underworld, commanding respect from all. Its leader, Tang Yongning, is a robust and imposing man in his fifties, possessing unfathomable martial arts skills and a mysterious identity. The
"Three Beauties of the Licentious World" initially showered him with attention, throwing themselves at him and displaying their seductive charms. However, a master like Tang Yongning, lacking a leader, could not be seduced by three wanton women.
He valued his self-preservation and avoided women. The "Three Beauties of the Licentious World" possessed unparalleled bedroom skills and formidable seductive abilities, but these were ineffective against Tang Yongning.
He toyed with the three women for a few days and then ignored them. The three women, seeing that their lust was ineffective, were extremely frustrated. However, they discovered that among the six banner leaders under his command, the Black Banner leader, Fang Zengguang, was a notorious lecher. Therefore, they used their bedroom skills to leave him dizzy and disoriented.
Fang Zengguang was a womanizer, especially when he saw a beautiful woman; he was even more... Like a wolf in sheep's clothing, he longed to devour the three alluring women whole. Within ten days, he felt he could never live without them, and so he openly revealed all his private affairs.
When the "Three Beauties of the Licentious World" learned of his five priceless luminous pearls, their greed intensified. They flattered and fawned upon him even more, gaining his further trust.
The three sisters conspired to meet him on a dark, quiet night when the guards were lax and weak. They stole the pearl in the dead of night and then fled.
Most women are greedy and love money. They often disregard their own interests and consequences for wealth. Knowing
the location of the luminous pearl and the key transportation routes they took during their escape, they chose a suitable night and took turns using aphrodisiacs to unleash his potential, exhausting Fang Zengguang until he was completely subdued.
When they opened the iron box containing his hidden treasures, they were surprised to find powerful flying needles inside. Immediately, a barrage of needles shot out, striking the "Three Beauties of the Lustful World"—Leng Ri, Leng Yue, and Leng Shui—Leng... When Yue Li was shot by a crossbow bolt, the screams and cries of pain from the three women immediately awakened Fang Zengguang.
Enraged to see the three women stealing his treasure, he forcefully rose and attacked them, but his strength, depleted from his recent revelry, made him no match for them. In the heat of battle, Leng Ri kicked him, shattering his scrotum, and he died instantly.
The three women never expected to kill him. They couldn't afford to offend the "Iron Eagle Sect," and in their terror, they decided to take things one step at a time. They fled in the night, supporting the injured Leng Yue, like stray dogs.
The cause of death for Fang Zengguang, the Black Flag leader of the "Iron Eagle Sect," was self-evident. They knew the murderers were the "Three Beauties of the Licentious World," who had stolen a great deal of treasure and fled in fear.
Therefore, the sect leader, Tang Yongning, ordered a widespread search for them, with the order to kill them on sight.
The "Three Beauties of the Licentious World," driven to desperation, stumbled around like headless flies, encountering danger several times. Each time, they escaped by using their cunning and alluring charm to confuse the pursuing "Iron Eagle Sect" troops.
Faced with the "Iron Eagle Sect's" relentless pursuit, the "Three Beauties of the Licentious World," enraged, used their superior seductive skills and their ability to induce ecstasy in bed to launch a "honey trap" against the pursuing "Iron Eagle Sect" troops. After a night of revelry, they killed two of their leaders. The "Iron Eagle Sect" leader, Tang Yongning, was furious and decided to... Determined to avenge Fang Zengguang, the leader of the Black Flag, and his two hall masters, they dispatched the Yellow and Blue Flag leaders with elite troops to surround and kill them, vowing to tear them to pieces.
The three courtesans of the brothel were cornered, with no way out. Leng Yue and Leng Shui, however, were injured. They fled frantically, when suddenly they saw a dense forest ahead. Overjoyed, they thought, "Once we're in the forest, the enemy will be like a needle in a haystack; they'll be hard to find. Let's find a secluded place to stay and get through this ordeal."
They were fortunate enough to find a very hidden cave and settled there safely.
Led by their two leaders, Yao Liang and Zhang Chang, the members of the "Iron Eagle Sect" followed the trail of blood dripping from the wounded women, tracing it to this dense forest where the bloodstains disappeared. They deduced that the "Three Beauties of the Licentious World" must be hiding in these mountains, and ordered their followers to search the area.
After searching for most of the day without success, they were frustrated and about to leave the forest when they suddenly noticed several thatched huts on a flat area ahead, concluding that someone must be living there.
Yao Liang and Zhang Chang led their men to the huts, where the thief Zhang Nao peered inside. Inside, they saw a handsome young man reading aloud, seemingly very focused. In the westernmost hut, a beautiful woman sat at a loom, intently weaving.
Yao Liang and Zhang Chang's gaze lingered on the woman, and they were stunned. They thought to themselves, "Wow! I never expected to find such a beautiful woman in this desolate, uninhabited forest! She's truly beautiful!" "She's simply a phoenix among men!"
Their gazes lingered greedily on the woman's full breasts and legs, which swayed violently as she wove.
The woman was Yue'e, and the boy reading was her beloved son, Ouyang Qiong. It was morning, and her husband, Ouyang Dong, was working in the field not far behind the house.
A large group of people had already gathered outside, but the mother and son, engrossed in their weaving and reading, were completely unaware.
Yao Liang, Zhang Chang, and the teachers behind them all stared intently at Yue'e, their souls almost completely captivated. Their eyes were wide as copper bells, their mouths watering, yet they remained oblivious.
Just then, Yue'e ran out of thread and was about to get more when she suddenly noticed dozens of men outside the door staring at her greedily, lecherously. Startled, she hurriedly asked, "Who...who are you? Why are you looking at me so rudely?" Upon hearing this
, Yao, Zhang, and the others snapped out of their daze. Looking at Yue'e, whose face was flushed red with embarrassment, they chuckled wickedly, "Little lady, don't be afraid! We are from the 'Iron Eagle Sect.' Have you seen three very beautiful, lustful women, as pretty as you, come here? Hmm... Two of them are injured! Have they been here, little lady?"
Yue'e trembled with rage; seeing their insolence, she raised her eyebrows and shouted, "You bunch of madmen, your words are full of filth! No one has been here! Get out of here!"
Ouyang Qiong, seeing their shifty eyes and weapons, knew they were no good people. He put down his book, stood up, and roared, "You madmen, what do you mean by three lustful women? I've never seen them here! Get out of here!"
Zhang Chang leered, "Boy, shut up! If you anger me, you'll die a horrible death!" "Hey... little lady, you're a widow, aren't you? Life without a man must be so hard! Now that you've met us brothers, you can finally quench your thirst. I'll make you ecstatic, and you'll want more! Heh..."
His followers laughed uproariously, their eyes fixed on Yue'e with wicked glints, drool dripping from their mouths.
Ouyang Qiong was so angry that she cursed incessantly, while Yue'e was even more furious and speechless. Trembling, she roared, "You...you lecherous scoundrels...get out of here, get out!"
Yao Liang chuckled lewdly and said, "Little lady, I bet you're a widow. What's wrong with letting me quench your thirst? Don't pretend to be virtuous! Heh...little lady, I'm very capable, don't worry, I'll definitely make you feel good! Come on!"
As he spoke, he approached Yue'e step by step. Yue'e was so angry that tears welled up in her eyes. Seeing him approaching her, she hurriedly retreated in fear, saying urgently, "You...you utterly shameless scoundrel!" "What are you doing? Don't do anything rash!"
Yao Liangming laughed, "Little lady, you're so beautiful! I wish I could swallow you whole! Don't be afraid, I'm not doing anything, I just want you to experience a soul-stirring pleasure. I won't do anything rash, I'm always very gentle with women, you'll know once you try, heh..."
Everyone laughed wildly, all saying, "Hall Master Yao, hurry up! Hurry up and get on top of her, let your subordinates enjoy it too! Tsk... if we miss this opportunity with such a beautiful young lady, it will be a lifelong regret... ha..."
Ouyang Qiong was so angry that his body trembled violently, his horns seemed to crack, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked loudly like firecrackers. If his father hadn't taught him last time not to get angry easily, and even less to act rashly, he probably would have already jumped out and fought with them. He
endured it for a while, but he really couldn't hold back any longer. His mother's terrified retreat, coupled with Yao Liang's smug, lecherous, and incessantly leering advance, ignited a burning rage within him.
His eyes turned bloodshot, his teeth clenched so tightly they cracked. Yao Liang had his mother pinned against a wooden table, with no way out—only five or six feet away to grab her…
He roared in fury and suddenly leaped forward, unleashing a flurry of kicks at Yao Liang. Already a second-rate martial artist, his skills were certainly not weak.
Yao Liang was triumphantly closing in on Yue'e, seemingly only two steps away from pinning the celestial beauty beneath him, when he was caught off guard by the sudden, swift, and powerful flurry of kicks from the boy beside him.
Because of their close proximity, and because Ouyang Qiong's kicks were delivered in a fit of rage, their power was immense. Furthermore, Yao Liang hadn't expected Ouyang Qiong to be just a sixteen-year-old boy with any martial arts skills. Sensing the danger, Yao Liang dodged quickly but still took the first two kicks.
He stumbled back six steps before regaining his balance. He felt a dull ache in his chest, followed by a metallic taste rising in his throat, and with a "whoosh," he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. Even a top-tier
fighter like him couldn't withstand such a series of kicks weighing over a thousand pounds! He stared at Ouyang Qiong in astonishment, cursing, "You brat...you're so vicious! I misjudged you...what are you all standing there for? Get revenge for me..." Before he finished speaking
, more than a dozen henchmen, like wolves and tigers, brandished their weapons and charged at Ouyang Qiong.
Seeing that he was outnumbered and facing such a fierce attack, Ouyang Qiong dared not be careless. He grabbed a short stick from the corner of the wall and began to fight them.
He swung his staff with all his might, smashing it down on the enemy, knocking away several men's weapons and injuring six or seven. But these men were no pushovers; emboldened by their numbers, they charged at him like ferocious demons, hacking and slashing at him relentlessly.
Ouyang Qiong rallied his spirits, bravely parrying the attacks. A burly man with a thick beard and a face full of scars viciously swung his golden-backed broadsword down at him with incredible speed and force. Ouyang Qiong quickly dodged to the side, simultaneously raising his staff to block.
Although the blow absorbed much of the enemy's force, the sheer speed and power of the strike still snapped Ouyang Qiong's short staff in two with a "crack."
Ouyang Qiong was startled and retreated five feet, only to trip over a stool behind him, nearly falling.
Just then, several enemies swarmed him, raining blows on him.
Ouyang Qiong was forced back to the corner by the barrage of punches and kicks...
Seeing her beloved son being bullied and on the verge of being killed, Yue'e cried out, "You...you scoundrels, stop right now..."
Yao Liang sneered, "Heh...okay, you can stop for now! But, beautiful lady, you have to have some fun with me first, how about it?" Ouyang
Qiong cursed, "You bastards, if you have the guts, come at me, I won't even flinch..."
Yao Liang smiled sinisterly, "You brat, do you really want to die? You're so young and you want to act like a hero, heh...let me tell you, you still don't like it! You haven't even gotten your kicks back yet!"
As he spoke, he rushed forward and slapped Ouyang Qiong, who was already immobilized with a knife to his neck, several times. Ouyang Qiong saw stars, bled from the corner of his mouth, felt dizzy and had tinnitus, and was in great pain, but he still continued to curse.
Just as Yao Liang was about to throw another punch, Yue'e was already crying, her face streaked with tears like pear blossoms in the rain. She cried out in anguish, "Let go of my son! Don't hit him..."
As she spoke, she ran towards Ouyang Qiong. Seeing her heartbroken and beautiful, Yao Liang's lust was aroused. He shouted to his followers, "Keep a close eye on this brat! I want to taste this beauty first, heh..."
With that, he suddenly blocked her path, but Yue'e, unable to stop herself, collided with him. The soft, elastic feel of her breasts filled Yao Liang with uncontrollable pleasure and heightened his desire.
He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, eagerly pressing his lips to kiss her, while using one hand to knead her high breasts, and the other hand to hold her waist tightly against his body, caressing her thighs, buttocks, lower abdomen, and below her navel.
Yue'e, filled with rage, struggled fiercely, crying out, "You lecherous thief, let me go, let me go..."
Seeing his mother being humiliated, Ouyang Qiong was furious and shouted, "You beasts, stop! Let go of my mother... let her go!"
Yao Liang turned and ordered, "Don't let this brat shout and ruin my fun! Pfft... This beautiful lady's skin is so smooth and her body is so full. I wonder how wonderful it is down there? Ha..."
The henchmen chuckled lewdly, saying, "Master Yao, that side must be wonderful, incredibly comfortable! Go ahead, the brothers want to try it too!"
Ouyang Qiong was furious, his eyes bloodshot, his face turning bluish-purple from anger. Just as he was about to curse, a henchman struck him down with a slap, and with a "humph," he fainted.
Yao Liang forcibly kissed and roughly fondled Yue'e for a while, leaving her hands and face with several scratches. Enraged, he raised his hand and slapped her face twice, cursing, "You filthy bitch, don't be so ungrateful. As a flag leader of my 'Iron Eagle Sect,' countless beauties would willingly offer themselves to me! If you satisfy me, I will not only release you and not pursue whether you hid those three sluts, but I might even take you back as one of my concubines! Then you'll enjoy endless wealth and glory..."
Yue'e felt a burning pain on her cheeks and was about to curse when his broad, disgusting mouth blocked her lips. His rough kiss made her breathless.
She tried to push him away with her soft hands, but how could she possibly overcome a strong and powerful man like him, consumed by lust! He grabbed her hands and pinned them between their breasts. Then, she trembled violently as if electrocuted. His large hands roughly tore at her skirt and reached for her private parts.
Her hands were trapped, her cherry lips were kissed, she struggled but could not cry out, only shed silent tears and felt heartbroken. Just as she was filled with grief and indignation, her skirt was ripped off. Yao Liang's wild, dirty hands kneaded her thighs and buttocks, then reached for her breasts, tearing at her bodice and pulling down her panties. The more she sobbed and moved, the more excited he became, laughing wildly and becoming increasingly brutal.
The eyes of the crowd burned with lust, their pupils almost popping out of their sockets. They pressed closer, their eyes glued to her now seven or eight tenths exposed, her exquisite, alluring body, like finely carved white jade.
Her shapely, snow-white, shimmering body, exuding a faint fragrance, made them drool, their desires surging, their lust running rampant.
In a moment, Yao Liang had stripped Yue'e completely naked, placing her bare before the crowd. They all licked their dry lips, staring intently at her naturally alluring body. If it weren't for their leader's presence, they would likely have already pounced on her like hungry wolves, unleashing their lust.
Even so, their other leader, Zhang Chang, could no longer suppress his burning desire. He stepped forward and patted Yao Liang's shoulder, saying, "Brother Yao, my little brother is truly pathetic; this filthy bitch's tender flesh has almost made him burst! Let me cool off this fire! I really can't take it anymore!"
Yao Liang was kneading Yue'e's two firm, bouncy, and alluring white breasts, the most captivating of all men. He greedily inhaled the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her breasts, while lightly flicking her nipples, and kissing her breasts and the deep opening between them.
Clearly, he was at the height of his lust, burning with desire, and wouldn't give up easily.
Zhang Chang's lust was aroused, and he could no longer suppress his violent desires. He pounced on her, licking her smooth, white thighs with his tongue and shamelessly caressing her lush, dense pubic hair. He impatiently flicked her pink, throbbing nipples with his fingers, while his other hand frantically stroked her plump, white buttocks.
The two men simultaneously unleashed their lust on Yue'e's delicate body. Yue'e could only weep; her initial resistance and struggle gradually turned into painful indignation and the torment of her weak, itchy, and numb body. She resisted weakly and mumbled curses, but all in vain.
Under the combined assault of two experienced bed masters, she gradually felt that anger and unbearable pain were equal in strength, and slowly, anger surrendered to unbearable pain.
Two men were playing with one woman. Their skilled teasing techniques, her increasingly seductive moans that were turning from scolding to groans, and her alluring, undulating body and movements were driving the followers to the brink of madness. They all hoped the two flag bearers would quickly storm into the forbidden area and end the "war." They were burning with lust, their "little brothers" already erect.
They lewdly praised, "You two flag bearers are really something! That slut won't resist anymore! Heh... she's truly a virtuous woman, one kiss and one thrust and she won't leave you! Ha..."
Yao Liang and Zhang Chang, flattered by their men's praise, became even more arrogant, their hands moving wildly. They used all the exquisite techniques they had used to tease sluts and whores, leaving
Yue'e powerless and suffering immense torment.
The two exchanged a glance, and while indulging in their lust, they pulled her to the couch in the east room. Yao Liang then parted her smooth, pink legs to his waist, pulled up his robe to draw his spear, and eagerly aimed for her "Peach Blossom Spring," thrusting it fiercely.
Yue'e suddenly felt a surge of heat, her mind clearing considerably. She used her hands to support herself, twisting and struggling.
The strength she exerted in her extreme shame and anger was considerable; she managed to break free from Yao Liang's spear. Zhang Chang quickly reached out and grabbed her full breasts, using the momentum to pin her legs down.
Yao Liang, still seething with resentment at his earlier failure, pinched her thigh hard and lewdly chuckled, "You filthy bitch, don't resist. Once my spear is pressed against your face, you'll experience my superior spearmanship. I guarantee you'll be completely convinced, it'll feel so good you'll want to die. At that point, you probably won't resist, you'll even want me to go all out! Heh... But damn it, you're over thirty and you still manage to keep your white flesh so well-preserved, like a girl in her twenties... You'd be able to make any man's heart flutter. Even if the emperor saw you, he might very well make you a concubine. Hmm! You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, I wonder if you're the most alluring one. I think your taste must be top-notch too. To prove my judgment, heh... now I'll prove it!"
As he spoke, he spread her legs wide, opening her "peach blossom spring" wide, and then, with his spear raised, he made a thrusting motion.
The crowd roared with laughter. Zhang Changqiang pinned down the struggling Yue'e, his large hands kneading her breasts wantonly, and he bent down to kiss her slightly parted, alluring lips.
Yue'e was already sobbing uncontrollably, struggling and thrashing about, crying out in anguish, "You beasts, let me go! No... Waaah... Brother Dong, come save me!"
Yao Liang sneered, "Brother Dong? Is he your man? Hmph! What skills could a country bumpkin possibly have? Our skills in the hands and in bed will open your eyes! Shout all you want, no one will come to save you! The more you shout, the more energetic I get, shout... Ha..."
As he spoke, he raised his spear and thrust it fiercely towards her wide-open "Peach Blossom Spring."
Just as his precious spearhead was about to pierce her, a "whoosh" sounded as something dark and round hurtled towards his back like lightning. At the same time, a thunderous roar rang out: "You lecherous thief, stop!"
The roar was like a bolt from the blue, causing a buzzing sound in everyone's ears, deafening them. Those less skilled followers, looking in horror towards the source of the sound, covered their ears and staggered unsteadily.
Yao Liang was about to reach the cave entrance when he suddenly heard a loud roar outside and heard the whistling wind rushing towards him. He was startled and tried to dodge, but he was in the throes of intense lust, thrusting his spear forward, and with Yue'e's two jade-like legs positioned on his waist… he had nowhere to hide.
In the blink of an eye, a sharp blow struck his back. The force was swift and powerful, causing his blood to surge, his breath to catch in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, spraying directly onto Zhang Chang's horrified face.
Drops of blood splattered from his face onto Yue'e's snow-white body.
The two men hurriedly dismounted and stared in horror at the door, utterly stunned by the astonishing skill of the person outside. An oval-shaped stone was embedded in Yao Liang's back, the stone as thick as a finger, demonstrating the man's profound skill.
Outside stood a middle-aged man with a cold, imposing expression and eyes filled with extreme anger. He carried a long hoe on his shoulder, wore a towel around his neck, his trousers rolled up, and straw sandals—the attire of an ordinary farmer. However, what set him apart was an aura of authority that commanded respect, and a gleaming light in his eyes. Clearly, he was a martial arts master.
This man was none other than Ouyang Dong, who had just returned from hoeing the fields. In the distance, he had heard lewd laughter coming from his thatched hut, interspersed with heart-wrenching cries for help, almost drowned out by the laughter.
He immediately sensed something was wrong and rushed back with his long hoe. There he found his beloved wife being violated naked by two thugs, at the critical moment of penetration. In desperation, he shouted and picked up a stone, throwing it at the attackers.
Yue'e hurriedly found clothes on the bed, got up, and threw herself at Ouyang Dong, crying with shame, "Brother Dong, you're back! I've been violated by these beasts..."
She then buried her face in his chest, sobbing uncontrollably.
Everyone stared in astonishment at the unyielding and furious Ouyang Dong. At this moment, Ouyang Qiong had woken up. Seeing his mother's agonizing state, he guessed what had happened. Enraged, he pointed at the crowd and cursed, "You beasts! You've defiled my mother! I'll fight you to the death!"
Enraged, she lunged at Yao Liang. Ouyang Dong stopped her, saying, "Qiong'er, stop!"
Ouyang Qiong paused, startled, and asked in confusion, "Father! Why are you stopping me from killing these beasts who have defiled Mother! They all deserve to die, even a thousand cuts wouldn't ease my hatred! I want to kill them and avenge Mother..."
With that, she gritted her teeth, grabbed a nearby stool, and hurled it at Yao Liang.
Ouyang Dong said sternly, "Qiong'er, do you dare disobey your father? I told you to stop!"
Yao Liang dodged the stool Ouyang Qiong threw, his eyes blazing with ferocity, ready to fight. However, intimidated by Ouyang Dong's previous display of extraordinary skill, he dared not act rashly, only staring fiercely at Ouyang Qiong, his lips trembling but unable to utter a word.
Ouyang Qiong met his gaze fiercely, glaring back without fear. He said angrily, "Father! How can you be so cowardly? Where has your former glory as the 'Hun Yuan Divine Sword Goose' gone? These guys..."
Before he could finish, he noticed that his father and everyone else were staring at him in astonishment. Many people cried out in surprise, then whispered among themselves, "What? He... he's the 'Hun Yuan Divine Sword Goose'? How come he's here?..." "
'Hun Yuan Divine Sword Goose' hasn't been seen in the martial world for over ten years. So he lives here!"
The words "Hun Yuan Divine Sword Goose" exploded in everyone's ears like thunder. They stared at Ouyang Dong with horror, as if they had seen a god or a ghost.
Ouyang Dong glanced at his son with a stern but resentful look, inwardly blaming his beloved son for revealing his true identity in front of everyone.
Ouyang Qiong, somewhat intimidated by her father's stern gaze, lowered her head in regret, deeply remorseful for revealing her father's identity.
Yao Liang and Zhang Chang awkwardly cupped their hands, respectfully whispering, "Hero Ouyang, this is all a misunderstanding... We didn't know this was... Sister-in-law, please forgive us..."
Their faces flushed red with embarrassment. They dared not offend this top-tier martial arts master who had been renowned throughout the martial world thirteen years ago. A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. Although they were among the best, they were unsure if they could defeat him together, so they tried to find a way to save face and excuse themselves.
Ouyang Dong gently stroked the cup, mourning his grieving wife. He glanced indifferently at the crowd, his eyes flashing, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why have you barged into my home and insulted my wife? Speak, confess quickly!"
Yao Liang hurriedly bowed respectfully and said, "Hero Ouyang, we really didn't know this was your esteemed residence. Otherwise, we would never have offended your wife!"
Ouyang Dong said coldly, "Who calls you brother? Enough talk, answer my question!"
Yao Liang, a gambling addict, said, "Yes... How could someone as worthless as us be worthy of being associated with Hero Ouyang? We are from the 'Iron Eagle Sect'! My name is Yao Liang, and his name is Zhang Chang. We are here to find the three lewd women known as the 'Three Beauties of the Lewd World'."
"They used their 'honey trap' to kill Fang Zengguang, the leader of the 'Black Flag' sect, and stole many treasures. So the sect leader sent his best men to eliminate them to avenge the leader. But the women were too alluring and skilled in bed, and they repeatedly escaped using their 'honey trap'. In the midst of their revelry in bed, they even killed two of my sect's hall masters..."
"The sect leader was furious and sent us to annihilate them. In the battle, two of them were wounded, but they escaped by trickery. We followed the blood trail all the way to this forest, but we couldn't find them. We saw your house, so... so we went up to inquire about their whereabouts, and... in the end, a misunderstanding arose, a misunderstanding... it was all my fault! Hero Ouyang, you are a magnanimous man, please forgive us..."
Ouyang Dong listened to his rambling for a while, pondered for a moment, and then shouted: "You scum, shameless lechers! I don't care if you are from the 'Iron Eagle Sect' or the 'Bronze Eagle Sect,' nor do I care who you are chasing? Get out of here before I lose my temper!"
Yao Liang and Zhang Chang hurriedly bowed and smiled obsequiously: "Yes... thank you, Hero Ouyang... we'll leave now!"
With that, he gave a wink and led his stunned and dumbfounded subordinates away from the house, fleeing into the forest.
Ouyang Qiong asked unwillingly, "Father, are we just going to let them go so easily? The humiliation Mother suffered... is it all just going to be forgotten?"
Ouyang Dong sighed deeply and said, "Qiong'er, how have I taught you? What is the purpose of our coming to this deep mountain forest? One should endure what one can, and not invite unnecessary trouble because of a momentary impulse. Otherwise, it's easy to get caught up in the feuds and conflicts of the martial world."
"Of course I'm furious about the humiliation your mother suffered, but if we fight them, I'm not confident I can defeat the two leaders, not to mention that we won't be able to live here anymore. Wouldn't that make things even worse for you and your mother?"
"Therefore, 'taking a step back opens up a vast sky,' and enduring a moment's anger can avert a hundred days of disaster! It's not that I'm cowardly or afraid of trouble, but I'm planning for our future! We can't get involved in the martial world, otherwise, everything will be unimaginable... Fortunately, they're gone now. Alright, let's not talk about this anymore, Father's stomach is growling!"
Ouyang Qiong smiled and went to cook with her mother.
Yao Liang and Zhang Chang led dozens of their men to escape along Erduo Road, ordering everyone to stop and rest. They took out their dry rations and started talking amongst themselves as they ate: "Chief Yao, Chief Zhang, wasn't that beautiful woman's skin incredibly smooth?"
"Damn it, don't even mention it! My little brother is still hard! She really whetted my appetite! Those two breasts of that woman, ugh... they were so damn big, white, and soft, incredibly elastic. Her buttocks were also smooth and soft, and those fair, round, and slender jade legs... just looking at them would make you lose your soul! Damn it, the first time I went in, I only managed to go in a little over an inch before that woman twisted her buttocks and thrust her waist, and I was about to go in the second time when, damn it, that Ouyang Dong threw a stone at me and made me vomit blood, ruining my good time."
"Yeah! Damn, I flicked her 'little cherry' for a long time, the hair there is so thick and plentiful! Hey... I rubbed her breasts and thighs, then went into that 'black forest,' ah! Damn, that soft skin felt so good! My hands made her 'little cherry' tremble automatically, that 'peach blossom' opening and closing, it really stole my soul! In the end, so much water flowed out! It must be so incredibly pleasurable to fuck there, endlessly enjoyable. And wow! She smells so good, even better than flowers. In short, she is indeed a first-class beauty, I would gladly give up three or five years of my life to have the chance to pluck her once!"
"Pfft... The two flag leaders are so lucky, they've seen her, touched her, and even had a go at it! We underlings are so envious, our hearts are itching!"
"That woman must have been even more beautiful when she was young, maybe even more beautiful than Xi Shi or Yang Guifei! Those breasts, thighs, buttocks... I'm drooling all over my clothes! If I could get her into bed and have a good time with her, I'd have no regrets in this life!"
"Just now, she almost became my plaything. If it weren't for that guy Ouyang Dong suddenly appearing, I would have had a good time with her, made her beg for mercy, fucked her hard for two hours, played her to death, and tasted what she was like. Damn it, it's all that Ouyang Dong's fault for ruining my plans..."
"Yeah! Damn it, I was kneading her breasts with gusto, making her moan loudly, when that bastard suddenly appeared and ruined my fun! Damn it, how lucky he was back then to have gotten his hands on such a heavenly beauty, and all her pleasure was enjoyed by that bastard! It's infuriating, God is so unfair!"
"Alas! You can't say that. Back in the day, he was a renowned figure in the martial arts world, known to everyone as the 'Hun Yuan Divine Sword Goose'! Just that name alone could terrify most people! I was about to intervene when he injured me and forced me to get off that woman. Do you think I wanted to? A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. No matter what, his martial arts were superior to ours back then. Even if Brother Zhang and I attacked him together, we couldn't say we couldn't win! His 'Hun Yuan Palm' was rarely matched, and his 'Soul-Chasing Sword Technique' could truly steal a person's soul in the blink of an eye. Moreover, his lightness skill was also among the best... So, our priority at that time was to find a way to escape. Fortunately, he didn't pursue the matter of us messing with his woman; otherwise, we might be fighting now, and the outcome would be uncertain. The reason I sought an opportunity to leave was because there was an even more important reason..."
Zhang Chang stared at him in surprise and asked urgently, "Brother Yao, what... what is the reason?"
Yao Liang gave a mysterious answer ... He laughed, "Brother Zhang, have you forgotten? Didn't my sect's Chief Protector Deng Yu engage in a fierce battle with Ouyang Dong seventeen years ago for this beautiful lady? Back then, Chief Protector Deng was severely injured after only a few moves... Now, isn't his 'Poisonous Fiend Divine Skill,' which he's been practicing with great dedication, meant to avenge himself against Ouyang Dong? He's been searching for Ouyang Dong's whereabouts, and now that we've learned of his location, we immediately used a carrier pigeon to invite him to fulfill his wish and bring Ouyang..." "After we get rid of Dong, won't we be able to have our fill of his woman? What brilliant tricks do you have that we can use on her?"
Zhang Chang slapped his forehead and exclaimed happily, "Yes! I've heard about their feud from Chief Protector Deng. He's already mastered the seventh level of his 'Poisonous Fiend Divine Skill,' and Ouyang Dong is no match for him! After we invite him here and get rid of him, the two of us brothers can have a good time with that beautiful woman! Ha..."
The group exchanged glances and burst into laughter.
After a moment of laughter, Yao Liang ordered, "Liu Dahai, give me the carrier pigeon. I'll immediately send a message to Chief Protector Deng. Once he receives the message and learns that the enemy he's looking for is here, he'll definitely come. At that time... Hmph! That will be Ouyang Dong's death day, ha..."
As he spoke, he tore a corner of silk from his robe and then bit his index finger to write a scroll of blood. After writing it down, he rolled the silk into a small roll, tied it to the leg of a carrier pigeon, and released it into the air. Looking up at the departing pigeon, he nodded and said, "This isn't far from our sect's stronghold at the foot of Huangshan Mountain. Chief Protector Deng should arrive tomorrow. Hmph... then we can enjoy our good fortune! Haha... However, during this day or so, we must secretly monitor Ouyang Dong and his group's escape, otherwise, we won't get to taste the beauty's delights! Heh..."
The group erupted in another burst of triumphant laughter. After eating and drinking their fill, they dispersed to continue monitoring Ouyang Dong's family.
The triumphant laughter echoed above them, hidden deep within a dense thicket of trees in a secluded cave.
In this cave lived three exceptionally alluring and beautiful young women, the "Three Beauties of the Licentious World," who had just been chased and forced to flee to this cave by the "Iron Eagle Sect."
As they were having lunch, they suddenly heard laughter and chatter below. Leng Ri quickly told her two younger sisters to stay inside the cave, and went to the entrance alone to look down. She saw dozens of people sitting on a clearing halfway up the mountain. From their clothes embroidered with a black eagle, she recognized them as members of the "Black Eagle Cult." Then, she saw Yao Liang and Zhang Chang plotting how to get Deng Yu to eliminate Ouyang Dong and then seize his wife. She was terrified, for these two were the murderers who had injured her two younger sisters, and it was they who had been driven here by them.
She heard every word they said and thought to herself, "I never imagined that Ouyang Dong, the renowned martial arts master known as 'Hun Yuan Divine Sword Goose' from over a decade ago, was actually living in seclusion here with his wife and children! No wonder no one could find him... But if Deng Yu arrives tomorrow, I'm afraid he'll be outnumbered and outmatched. I mustn't let such a respected hero be killed by them! Unfortunately, they've already sent people to monitor him, and I'm powerless to inform him. Alas! It seems I can only leave it to fate..." She
sighed sadly and turned to enter the cave, telling her two younger sisters who were recovering from their injuries.
On the afternoon of the same day Yao Liang released the carrier pigeon, Deng Yu, the Grand Protector of the "Iron Eagle Sect," who held a position second only to the leader, received the message and read it hastily. He was filled with a mixture of hatred and joy. He slammed his hand on the wooden table beside him, shattering it, and said viciously, "Ouyang Dong, for the past ten years or so, I've used snakes, scorpions, spiders, and other extremely venomous animals to practice the 'Poisonous Fiend Divine Skill' in order to avenge myself on you. Although my appearance has been ruined by the poison, turning me into a grotesque figure, my 'Poisonous Fiend Divine Skill' has reached the seventh level. Tomorrow, I'll let you witness the skills I've acquired over these past ten years! I've searched for you so hard these past few years, but I never expected you to hide in the deep mountains and forests, cowering away. Could it be that you're afraid I'll seek revenge? Heh... I will definitely avenge the loss of my wife and the serious injury I caused you, I will definitely...! I will make sure you die a horrible death... Hah..."

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