King of Hundred Victories Saber

Chapter 705 222: Bloody Battle at the Famous Duck Shop: Yang Xue'Er and Shi Feiyang's Wedding Conceals a Clever Scheme

In the depths of the cellar of "Mier Hall," a sense of tranquility and warmth permeated, resembling a secluded paradise far from worldly worries.

The soft candlelight flickered gracefully, casting a hazy glow, enveloping the entire cellar in a warm atmosphere.

Lu Hongye and Shi Feiyang were newlyweds, their cheeks still blooming with a rosy flush like peach blossoms, their eyes filled with the light of happiness and sweetness.

She gently took off the precious Longevity Lock from her neck, her movements delicate as if cherishing a worldly treasure.

The Longevity Lock glowed softly under the candlelight, carrying the secrets passed down through generations of the Lu Family.

Lu Hongye carefully opened the Longevity Lock and took out the last three pages of the Lu Chen Spear Technique.

Her eyes shone with excitement and anticipation as she looked up at Shi Feiyang beside her, speaking softly, "Shi Lang, look, this is the ultimate secret of the Lu Chen Spear Technique. Now, as husband and wife, we must comprehend it together."

Shi Feiyang gazed at her with a tender look, gently stroked her hair by her ear, and smiled, "Hongye, with you by my side, no matter what Martial Arts secrets, we can understand them together."

The two sat side by side, beginning to carefully study those three pages of the spear manual.

Shi Feiyang occasionally frowned slightly, pondering the mysteries within.

Lu Hongye, in turn, would softly touch the pages with her delicate fingers, engaging in quiet conversation with Shi Feiyang.

In the cellar, only the gentle sound of their voices could be heard, like a harmonious melody. "Shi Lang, look at this move 'Thunderous Shadow,' it seems to require an extremely fast spear thrust to unleash its maximum power." Lu Hongye pointed to a part of the manual and said.

Shi Feiyang nodded slightly, his eyes revealing deep thought, "Indeed, Hongye, this move not only requires speed but also precise control of the spear's angle and force to hit the target accurately." As he spoke, he gently held Lu Hongye's hand, picked up a spear beside him, and suggested, "Come, let's try it together." Thus, the two began to practice.

Shi Feiyang moved with agility, the spear in his hand swirling with might and vigor, each move exuding the style of a general on horseback.

Lu Hongye watched closely, occasionally offering her insights.

Every time Shi Feiyang thrust the spear, Lu Hongye would look at him with admiration in her eyes, full of love. "Shi Lang, your spear technique is becoming more and more exquisite; this horseback assassination skill is executed superbly in your hands," Lu Hongye exclaimed in admiration.

Shi Feiyang drew back the spear and stood, walked to Lu Hongye's side, and gently embraced her, saying, "Hongye, I owe it all to you. In the past, when participating in suppressing rebellions, I and my brothers only assisted from the sidelines. Now, having mastered the Lu Chen Spear Technique, I can charge on horseback and fight enemy generals." With the enhancement of Shi Feiyang's extraordinary bloodline, Lu Hongye found practicing the "Lu Chen Spear Technique" to be much more effective.

She felt the power within her surging continuously, with every exercise, it felt as if a warm stream was flowing through her meridians.

In just a few days, her Martial Arts had improved tremendously.

That day, as Lu Hongye practiced the spear technique, she felt the True Qi in her body surging, the spear in her hand seemed to come alive, moving at will.

As she performed the "Lu Chen Spear Technique," the spear shadows flickered, like a dragon emerging from the sea, imposing and magnificent.

Shi Feiyang watched from the side, his eyes filled with surprise and pride, "Hongye, you've succeeded! Now you have entered the ranks of the top Martial Arts in the present, truly worthy of celebration."

Lu Hongye withdrew her spear, her face radiating with a blissful smile, and threw herself into Shi Feiyang's embrace, "Shi Lang, I couldn't have achieved this without you. If not for you, how could I have attained such accomplishments today."

Shi Feiyang held her tightly, gently kissing her forehead, "Hongye, as husband and wife, we are meant to support each other. In the days to come, we shall venture into the Jianghu together, writing our own legend."

In the depths of the cellar of "Mier Hall," the young couple immersed themselves in sweetness and joy, progressing not only in Martial Arts but also deepening their emotions day by day, like fine wine, more mellow with time.

At dawn today, sunlight streamed through the lattice window of "Mier Hall," casting patchy and dazzling patterns of light and shadow.

Lu Hongye slowly opened her eyes to find Shi Feiyang still asleep, his face looking exceptionally handsome in the morning light, exuding heroism between his brows, his features distinctly visible.

Lu Hongye's lips curved into a subtle, sweet smile as she reached out to gently trace Shi Feiyang's eyebrows and eyes with her fingers, her heart filled with joy. Shi Feiyang seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes, greeted by Lu Hongye's vibrant smile like a spring flower.

He also smiled and reached out to embrace Lu Hongye, saying softly, "Hongye, you look especially beautiful today. Waking up to see you truly lifts my spirits."

Lu Hongye's cheeks blushed slightly as she pretended to scold, "Shi Lang, always saying sweet things to coax me."

Despite her words, she nestled her head deeper into Shi Feiyang's embrace, enjoying his warm hug.

After a moment, Lu Hongye sat up, picked up the comb by the pillow, and began to comb her waterfall-like long hair in front of the mirror.

Shi Feiyang also got up and walked behind her, gently taking the comb from her hand, saying, "Hongye, let me help you." His actions were both gentle and skillful, combing Lu Hongye's long hair stroke by stroke, carefully untangling whenever a few strands wrapped around the comb.

Lu Hongye gazed at the reflection of Shi Feiyang carefully combing her hair in the mirror, her eyes filled with happiness, "Shi Lang, with you by my side, I feel like the happiest woman in the world."