"My Beloved Teacher's Wife (Walking with Love)" - Chapter 297: Ten Beauties in the Harem

Huineng was neither a combative nor competitive person, but he had never failed since his debut and had always received praise and admiration from others.
As the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of Shaolin, he was naturally also the most outstanding young master in the martial arts world, and the hope for the future of martial arts. He was even elevated to the same level as Jingyu Fairy of the Jade Moon Sect. Faced with such praise, although Huineng repeatedly reminded himself that it was just worldly fame, the young man still enjoyed the accolades to some extent.
Although Huineng was the most outstanding young disciple of Shaolin, he was far from reaching the level of a master or grandmaster, let alone a god or Buddha. Huineng was merely a young Shaolin disciple who had been deified; many people have even forgotten that he was also a human being with emotions and desires.
If Jingyu couldn't resist Lingfeng's temptation, how could Huineng possibly transcend worldly concerns and become detached from worldly praise?
More importantly, Huineng had never been defeated since he began his spiritual practice. Therefore, failure was not an option in his vocabulary, because he was already used to victory and the praise he received from others.
They grow stronger when faced with adversity, never falter when faced with setbacks, are brave and skilled in battle, and are unyielding to the death.
This is Huineng, the real Huineng.
All young masters who emerge from their cocoons and transform themselves do not have a smooth journey. In this sense, Huineng is still very, very far from being a true master, because he has not yet experienced true failure.
Only failure is a stepping stone on the road to success.
At this moment, Nangong Qingling swung her longsword, its silver light dancing in the air.
However, Huineng's reaction was not quick.
Huineng could have easily dodged that wisp of "sword light." But he made no attempt to dodge, not even moving. His composure, the calm that wouldn't falter even in the face of a collapsing mountain, was actually sustained by a death-defying resolve. At worst, it was just death; if he wasn't afraid of death, what else was there to fear?
Counterattack, a desperate counterattack.
He swung his sword.
A powerful slash!
With a "pop!" sound.
The blade slashed and blocked the barrage of sword light.
A burst of golden light erupted, reflecting off Huineng's handsome face and transforming it into an extremely tragic image.
Cold-blooded.
It even carries a hint of cruelty.
Huineng had never used such a ruthless move to defeat his enemy, because at this moment he already knew that his opponent was not as simple as a young girl; she was definitely a formidable opponent.
Reaching the finals already demonstrated Nangong Qing's extraordinary abilities. The performances of Nangong Yun and Ling Feng earned the Nangong family's respect from everyone. Those who underestimated their opponents ultimately reaped the bitter fruits of their actions.
Huineng let out a low shout, and as his longsword pierced through the sword net, it also conjured up a sky full of sword light to slash at his opponent.
Nangong Qing's vision was filled with silver light. Streams of sharp air collided with each other in the air, creating gusts of wind that made Nangong Qing's clothes flutter and rustle behind her.
The sky was filled with flashes of light from the blades, which suddenly transformed into a beam of light that pierced through the air. Even before the blades arrived, an astonishing pressure struck her chest. If Nangong Qing only sought to dodge at this moment, she would inevitably be injured or even killed under the relentless pursuit of the long blades.
Huineng's desperate counterattack had a flavor of mutual destruction.
Nangong Qing had no choice. He stood on the arena, focused his mind, and instantly entered a state of profound silence.
The dazzling swordplay of Huineng was like a magical illusion, unable to move Nangong Qing in the slightest. In the world, there was only herself and Huineng holding the sword in front of her. She did not hear the cheers, screams, or even shouts from below the arena. In her world, there was only one person: Huineng.
Focus, complete and utter focus.
Huineng's wave of his hand stirred up gusts of wind, even making the clothes of the onlookers flutter and rustle. To the uninitiated, it looked like a gale of force seven or eight was blowing.
Although Nangong Qing did not move, the energy emanating from her body sent all the swords, wooden planks, and other debris within a few feet of her body flying into the air and hovering there.
The strength of his energy exceeded everyone's expectations.
This has reached an unbelievable and transcendent level; what a decisive battle this is!
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as an earth-shattering battle.
Huineng's earth-shattering counterattack came like a dragon. He swung his long sword with lightning speed, but in Nangong Qing's eyes, it was extremely slow!
Nangong Qing could even see the long sword thrusting towards him from slow to fast, drawing an arc in the air that surpassed any worldly beauty. When the long sword was ten feet away from her, her long sword let out a long howl, and the four-foot-long green blade struck out like lightning.
"Clang!"
The sword tip struck the blade, producing a sound that was not the typical metallic clang of metal, but rather a deep, muffled thunderclap that could be heard throughout the arena.
Looking in the direction of the sound, the flashing swords and shadows, like a comet impact, instantly enveloped Nangong Qing and Huineng in a silvery white light.
All anyone could see was a ball of light; no one knew who had won or lost.
"boom!"
Just as everyone was still in shock, an astonishing scene unfolded before them.
As the light faded, Huineng's long sword was knocked away, replaced by an extremely bright and intense white light that shot into his eyes.
Huineng's bright eyes were unable to open for a moment.
The sword light was as brilliant as a shooting star, or even as dazzling as a galaxy!
Huineng felt as if he had been struck by a boulder weighing over a thousand pounds, the impact surging heavily in his chest.
Nangong Qingling's sword energy surged forth like a hurricane.
Huineng was greatly alarmed. His long sword had vanished, and he was in imminent danger of being stabbed to death by his opponent...
despair!
This was the first time Huineng had felt such despair since he began his spiritual practice. He himself couldn't understand why this was happening, and why it had happened so quickly.
There are always higher heavens and more capable people.
The world is so vast that it is beyond the imagination of any one person.
(Cuiweiju Novel) Just as everyone was watching Huineng admit defeat, he stood there motionless.
With a clang, Nangong Qingling sheathed her sword, thinking to herself, "You lost!"
Nangong Qing did not press further by pointing her sword at Huineng's vital points to force him to fight, but everyone understood that Nangong Qing would be the winner of this decisive battle.
Cheers erupted, and those who had bet on Huineng's victory began to hurl insults, cursing him as incompetent and worse than pigs and dogs! That's how gamblers are; when they lose, they vent their frustration in all sorts of ways, never complaining about why they gambled in the first place.
Huineng had lost, but the manner of the defeat, along with the jeers and insults from the crowd below the arena, fueled an unprecedented rage within him. At that moment, he would rather Nangong Qingling plunge her sword into his body than accept this ending; it felt like the greatest humiliation of his life!
From being a high-ranking figurehead of the martial arts world, on whom the whole world placed its hopes, to now being beaten like a drowning dog, Huineng, at such a young age, simply could not bear it!
Huineng stared at Nangong Qingling with eyes blazing with fury, and roared, "Impossible!"
With a sudden grit of his teeth, he grabbed the long sword that had fallen to the ground and instantly transformed it into more than a dozen illusory sword lights, which swept towards Nangong Qingling with overwhelming force. The sword energy hissed and the whole audience was shocked.
No one could have imagined that Huineng was such an ungrateful person, a despicable man! This is the most basic courtesy a man should have, how could Huineng not understand this?
Everyone gasped in surprise, a huge question mark forming in everyone's mind: What happened to Huineng?
Nangong Qing was shocked and never expected Huineng to do such a thing. Why...? But from the resolute look in Huineng's eyes, Nangong Qing knew that he had made up his mind to fight to the death.
Even if it means death, one should not live a life of dishonor. Perhaps this is why Huineng used all his strength to launch a fierce attack on Nangong Qingling!
This reminds people of Lu Chengtian's attack on Nangong Yun when he was defeated! They were all four of the most famous martial arts heroes, what happened to them? And their opponents were all women, is it really so unacceptable to lose to a girl?
Everyone present gasped in shock. Firstly, they were worried about Nangong Qing's safety, and secondly, no one wanted to see a second Lu Chengtian appear, as that would be a tragedy that the martial arts world could not bear.
Startled, Nangong Qingling hurriedly retreated several feet, drawing a perfect circle with her Snowflake Sword as she went.
Protective.
(Unexpectedly, just as Huineng was being pursued relentlessly by the sword light, a silver light suddenly swept in from afar, engulfing Huineng in a whirlwind of light and shadow.)
"Bang!"
A burst of silver light suddenly rose from Huineng's body, then transformed into a wisp of blue light. Immediately following, dazzling sparks erupted, and the silver light blasted a large crater where Huineng stood, sending debris flying everywhere.
The entire audience was completely silent.
The sound of the impact still echoed in the space by West Lake, and even the sun in the sky seemed to lose its luster.
(From Cuiweiju Novel) After a dazzling explosion.
The light faded away.
"Ah~!"
Huineng trembled all over, then spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell backward like a kite with a broken string...
Nangong Qing turned to look at Ling Feng. She knew that no one else here could do such an amazing thing!
"Victory or defeat hangs in the balance; is such empty fame worth sacrificing one's life for?"
Ling Feng stood up and said, "If Senior Brother Huineng thinks that first place is really important, what's wrong with me giving it to you?"
The sound echoed, and everyone felt it was deafening.
Even if you kill me, I will not give in...
Even after spitting out blood, Huineng stubbornly persisted.
"Amitabha Buddha, excellent, excellent!"
At this moment, Master Zhihai stepped forward, swiftly pressing Huineng's pressure points, and said to Ling Feng, "Thank you for your help, Your Highness, which averted a disaster. It is truly a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. In this contest, Huineng has already lost; my sister is the undisputed victor!"
"Thank you for your kind words, Master!"
Ling Feng nodded and said.
Master Zhihai said, "Young Master, you are being modest. This martial arts competition has truly shown the strength of the Nangong family to the entire martial arts world. Originally, everyone came to Hangzhou to support the Nangong family in their decisive battle against the evil sects. After this competition, I believe that all the righteous sects in the martial arts world will breathe a sigh of relief. As long as the Nangong family exists, the evil sects' schemes will not succeed."
Ling Feng said, "Master, although my sister won the match, the battle between the Nangong family and the Butterfly Sect a month later still requires the support of all martial arts practitioners. Otherwise, relying solely on the Nangong family, I'm afraid we will be outnumbered and unable to defeat them!"
Master Zhihai nodded and said, "Young Master, please rest assured. I dare not make any pronouncements on other matters, but Shaolin swears to live and die with the Nangong family."
"Thank you, Master."
Ling Feng was deeply grateful for Master Zhihai's magnanimity and thanked him repeatedly.
After Master Zhihai helped Huineng down, the emcee announced that Nangong Qing had won the youth group championship, and the entire venue erupted in cheers.
"Thank you, my dear brother."
Nangong Qing walked up to Ling Feng and said, her words filled with endless ambiguity!
Ling Feng laughed and pinched her pretty face, saying, "I should be thanking you. You earned me ninety million taels of silver!"
"By the way, you shouldn't have mentioned it, because now that you've said it, I'm really wondering, what are you doing winning so much money?"
Nangong Qing asked curiously.
Ling Feng said, "What do you mean by a lot of money? There are so many of you sisters, and you all have to spend money on food, drink, and even sleeping. Recently, the Nangong family hasn't had any business income, so we're just relying on my gambling to make a living."
Then he burst into laughter...
Hangzhou, by the West Lake, under a clear blue sky.
Today is a good day, and for Ling Feng, it's a day he'll remember for a lifetime. Because on this day, he will gather all ten beauties of the world into his harem, achieving the first legend in the martial arts world in a thousand years—a wish that men have longed to fulfill since ancient times, and no one could have imagined that Ling Feng would actually achieve it. Of course, that's a story for later.

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