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Chapter 222: Mountain and Sea Blade, Scaring Away with One Glance
On the official road, Ma Gu, with his single blade, was in an intense battle against a group of over ten disciples.
Despite his apparent disadvantage, he managed to push back the group with his exceptional bladework.
This display left Wei Zian thrilled and Zhao Qianlin stunned.
She never expected that this slightly slender man, who had spent his days chopping wood and tending to the horses during their rain stay at the Taoist temple, would possess such formidable martial arts skills.
He was able to stand against over a dozen disciples of the Liuyun Sect by himself.
It's worth noting that among the group of Liuyun Sect disciples, several had cultivations that matched Ma Gu's, having also reached the Great Success stage of the Sinew Changing Realm.
Yet, under Ma Gu's bladework, they found themselves struggling to defend, which was truly astonishing.
"Ma Ye's Mountain and Sea Blade technique is impressive. He has already grasped the essence of Master Wei's style, and given time, he may even reach the level of a grandmaster."
Lu Qing, witnessing Ma Gu's display of bladework, expressed his approval.
The blade technique Ma Gu was using was taught to him by Wei Shanhai, and it was called the Mountain and Sea Blade.
It was a grandmaster-level blade technique that Wei Shanhai had created before he entered the Innate Realm, integrating all his knowledge and perfecting it.
As Wei Zian's master, Ma Gu had been living in the Wei family's secondary residence for the past two years, guiding and motivating Wei Zian in his cultivation.
Wei Shanhai often stayed at the secondary residence as well, and seeing Ma Gu's dedication, he was moved to impart his once-famous blade technique.
He would also offer guidance from time to time.
On occasions when Lu Qing saw Ma Gu practicing his bladework, he would share his insights.
With the guidance of these two grandmasters who had comprehended the intent of the blade, Ma Gu's bladework had improved by leaps and bounds over the last two years.
Now, he was not far from the grandmaster realm of bladework, characterized by its balance of softness and strength and its meticulous precision.
This was why he could hold his own against a group of over ten Liuyun Sect disciples.
"Doctor Lu Qing, can I go and help my master too?"
Witnessing his master's impressive display, Wei Zian felt his blood boiling, and he itched to join the fight.
Lu Qing hesitated for a moment.
The Wei family had brought Wei Zian along for this journey to give him some experience.
And now, an opportunity had presented itself.
He nodded, "Go ahead, but be careful."
"Yes!"
With Lu Qing's permission, Wei Zian's excitement knew no bounds.
He reached back and drew out the pair of short iron rods that he always carried. With a twist of his hands, the two sections merged into a single long rod.
"Master, I'm here to help!"
Wei Zian leaped into the fray, his voice full of enthusiasm. His rod moved like a meteor, aiming for the head of one of the sword-wielding Liuyun Sect disciples.
That disciple had initially looked down on Wei Zian due to his youth.
But now, seeing his attack, a ruthless glint appeared in his eyes. He didn't retreat but advanced, his sword creating a dazzling array of sword shadows as he aimed to take Wei Zian's life and disrupt Ma Gu's concentration.
He had heard clearly that the boy with the rod called Ma Gu his master.
If he could kill or injure him, it would surely throw Ma Gu off-balance.
And with that, his formidable bladework would surely reveal an opening.
Despite this being his first real battle, Wei Zian remained calm in the face of the disciple's dazzling sword shadows.
He laughed aloud, and with a slight shake of his rod, countless rod shadows burst forth, enveloping the sword-wielding disciple.
The powerful and heavy rod moves instantly broke through the disciple's sword shadows, and with successive rod strikes, he landed a blow on the disciple's chest.
Wei Zian's iron rod weighed several dozen pounds, and under his control, it unleashed tremendous force. The Liuyun Sect disciple, who had just entered the Sinew Changing Realm, couldn't withstand the impact.
His chest caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before falling to the ground.
"Qi Stick Technique!"
This modified staff technique, improved by Lu Qing, had been completely passed on to Wei Zian a year ago when he entered the Sinew Changing Realm.
Over the past year, Wei Zian had practiced it tirelessly, mastering it to the point of pure familiarity.
This was his first time employing it against an opponent, and surprisingly, he managed to kill an opponent of the same realm.
"Master, let's fight together!"
With a successful strike, Wei Zian's confidence soared. He shouted, his staff technique surging as he danced like a wild dragon, pushing back several people in front of him and joining forces with Ma Gu.
"Alright, let's fight them together!"
Seeing his disciple's valiant display, Ma Gu was overjoyed. He laughed heartily and brandished his knife, charging forward once more.
With Wei Zian by his side, Ma Gu no longer had any worries, and his knife technique became even more ferocious. In an instant, he injured three more disciples of the Liuyun Sect.
Together, Ma Gu and Wei Zian had taken down five disciples, leaving less than ten still capable of fighting.
The tide of the battle turned in their favor, and the combined might of master and disciple became even more formidable, pressing the remaining disciples of the Liuyun Sect.
This turn of events delighted Zhao Qianlin.
She never expected that not only was Ma Gu so formidable, but even Wei Zian, who usually appeared gentle and served as a groom, would also possess such astonishing martial arts skills.
She recalled how she had persistently advised the old doctor and his companions to flee earlier, and her face flushed with embarrassment.
It turned out that she was the one with limited insight. She hadn't realized that the old doctor's companions, a groom and a servant, were such exceptional martial artists.
No wonder her master had mentioned that when they were being pursued by the Liuyun Sect, the old doctor and his group had remained calm and composed. It was because they had such powerful allies.
"A bunch of useless fools!"
Seeing his disciples, who numbered over a dozen, being suppressed by just two people and losing several of their number, the gray-robed man's expression darkened.
He was incredibly enraged.
It should be noted that Ma Gu and Wei Zian had only displayed the Sinew Changing Realm cultivation.
Even though they cultivated formidable martial arts techniques, the gray-robed man had brought over a dozen disciples, all of whom were also cultivators of the Sinew Changing Realm.
Among them were several whose cultivation was not inferior to Ma Gu's, having also reached the Great Success stage of the Sinew Changing Realm.
However, despite this apparent disparity in strength, his disciples were unable to defeat their opponents, and some had even been killed. How could he, as their leader, maintain his composure?
A cruel look appeared on the gray-robed man's face, and he raised the bow and arrow in his hand once more.
However, just as he was about to shoot a cold arrow at Ma Gu and his disciple, he suddenly felt an overwhelming chill rise from the depths of his heart.
The gray-robed man stiffened, and following the direction of the chill, he turned his head stiffly.
Then he met a pair of calm eyes.
"If I were you, I'd put down the bow and arrow," Lu Qing said calmly.
The gray-robed man stared at Lu Qing, his body frozen by the chill that permeated his entire being.
At that moment, he realized that the seemingly low-cultivation and harmless Lu Qing was, in fact, an incredibly formidable opponent.
Otherwise, as an Inner Organs Realm cultivator, he wouldn't have instinctively shivered in fear from a mere glance.
He had kicked a steel plate!
Although he didn't understand why the youthful Lu Qing gave him such a terrifying feeling, the gray-robed man trusted his instincts as a seasoned martial artist.
This group was not the pushover he had initially assumed—they were tigers in sheep's clothing, appearing weak but possessing incredible strength!
Run!
Realizing this, the gray-robed man made an instant decision.
Without even sparing a glance at his disciples still fighting, he employed his footwork and fled backward without hesitation.
He chose to flee without engaging in battle!
(End of Chapter)
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