System: I Can Open Martial Arts Chests

Chapter 158 - 112: Settling a Score

The two figures immediately began fighting at the foot of the mountain.

Although Yulong Laoxian had a bad reputation, his martial arts skills were exceptionally formidable.

The martial arts he taught were primarily focused on ’palm, finger, and claw’ techniques.

The man in pink encountered today was clearly not the same character met that night in front of the dilapidated house.

This person’s claw technique was exquisite, and his fingertips carried a subtle Gang Wind, every move aimed at Hua Jinnian’s joints and vital points.

If slightly careless and caught by the joints, one would be defeated.

However, Hua Jinnian’s martial arts were also extraordinary.

His [Inconsistent Swordsmanship] emphasized ’Nine Combinations and Eight Non-uniform.’

The so-called nine combinations are ’Hand and Eye Coordination,’ ’Eye and Step Harmony,’ ’Step and Body Harmony,’ ’Body and Form Unification,’ ’Form and Intent Unity,’ ’Intention and Spirit Unity,’ ’Spirit and Thought Unity,’ ’Thought and Heart Unity,’ and ’Heart and Sword Unification.’

With these nine combinations, one could achieve ’inconsistency up and down,’ ’inconsistency front and back,’ ’inconsistency left and right,’ ’inconsistency in length,’ ’inconsistency in size,’ ’inconsistency in behavior,’ ’inconsistency inside and out,’ and ’inconsistent Qi techniques.’

Internal unity with external inconsistency is the essence of this sword technique.

When deployed, it could be as flexible as commanding an arm with a finger, with endless variations.

Hua Jinnian, using a folding fan, performed this technique. The changes in sword qi were at will, and his movements and actions were unexpected.

One wielded a short weapon, and the other used claw techniques. Every move was within inches, and once the fight began, it was fraught with danger.

However, Hua Jinnian grasped the essence of Inconsistent Swordsmanship. Within a few moves, the disciple of Longyang Mountain struggled extremely hard to defend.

Hua Jinnian was furious at their aggressive behavior, determined to take him away, a young man like a blooming flower, for the pleasure of that old lecher. Therefore, once in power, he didn’t hold back, his folding fan wielding sword qi of varying lengths, sometimes as fine as a needle, sometimes as wide as a fan, flowing freely between small streams and vast rivers.

The onlookers from the martial world could not help but applaud in appreciation.

Even Bian City couldn’t help but say:

"What a marvelous Inconsistent Swordsmanship, indeed exquisite and unparalleled."

Chu Qing nodded in agreement. This sword technique could truly be said to have taken the word ’inconsistent’ to the extreme, with such disparity that it was hard to fathom.

Mo Duxing, however, snorted:

"Tricks of a minor skill."

But no one paid him any mind.

After all, he considered all martial arts to be tricks of a minor skill.

At this moment, Hua Jinnian forced the man in pink back three steps with one sword move. Just as he was about to make a comeback, Hua Jinnian suddenly thrust another sword move.

The sword qi suddenly surged.

Originally reaching a maximum length of three and a half feet, the sword qi abruptly extended over an additional foot at that moment.

The momentum rushed through the pulse, unexpectedly making a deadly move.

Terrified, the man in pink was caught off guard and had no time for more changes, so he simply rolled on the ground, performing a lazy donkey roll, barely dodging.

But even so, his hairband, along with a large patch of scalp, was slashed off by the sword, leaving his head and face covered in blood.

The man in pink let out a scream, climbed up from the ground, and regardless of his disarray, suddenly flicked his sleeve, and a white smoke spread across the air.

Unwilling to have not taken the life of the man in pink with one move, Hua Jinnian wanted to chase and kill.

The white smoke came suddenly, draping all over his head and face in an instant.

He tightly closed his eyes to prevent the smoke from getting into his eyes, but inhaling it through the nose made him dizzy and unstable on his feet.

Secretly thinking things not boding well, he heard the sound of malicious wind approaching, being the man in pink launching a claw attack.

This white smoke was indeed a commonly used intoxicant by Longyang Mountain. The man in pink, realizing if he didn’t find a way, his life would be in peril, had palmed it ready to scatter.

Now with the upper hand, there was no way for Hua Jinnian to escape. Thus, this claw attack was vicious and venomous.

Intending to directly cripple Hua Jinnian... and the reason for not killing wasn’t reluctance, but fear.

After all, he was someone Yulong Laoxian wanted, and killing him would be hard to account for with Laoxian.

In that instant seemingly as quick as lightning, facing Hua Jinnian’s imminent demise, a blade light suddenly skimmed along the ground.

Just before the man in pink’s claw could hit Hua Jinnian, it reached his side.

If he insisted on making the move, the severity of the blade light was unpredictable, lightly resulting in injury, heavily resulting in death.

He dared not gamble his life and had to retract his move.

The blade light swiftly swept past, followed by a sharp cracking sound, splitting a stubborn stone on the ground right in two.

The cut was smooth, an eye-catching sight.

The man in pink’s face drastically changed, knowing that if he hadn’t dodged and insisted on taking Hua Jinnian.

He himself might have been the one split in half.

"Who are you?"

Enraged, he asked, gazing towards where the blade qi came from.

He saw a cyan-robed swordsman standing beside the carriage, holding a saber, quietly watching him.

Their gazes met, and his anger suddenly subsided.

An inexplicable fear rose in his heart, causing him to swallow instinctively:

"Longyang Mountain’s affairs... outsiders should not... should not meddle."

"What if I insist on meddling in this affair?"

Chu Qing stepped forward with his saber, coming to Hua Jinnian’s side.

At this moment, he was almost unable to stand, and Chu Qing steadied him by holding his shoulder.

Hua Jinnian just felt a sigh of relief, thinking someone was supporting him, but unexpectedly, Chu Qing flung him directly onto the shaft of the carriage.

"Ouch!"

Hua Jinnian, already dizzy, felt no ground underfoot with the throw, couldn’t help but exclaim.