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Chapter 503: An Incomprehensible Logic Due to Hidden Circumstances
Chapter 503: An Incomprehensible Logic Due to Hidden Circumstances
When Tie Kaicheng made his intentions of non-interference clear, the Big Boss turned his attention away from him and back to Xie Xiaofeng.
Xie Xiaofeng remained in a trance-like state, ignoring both the murderous intent emanating from behind him and the hostile aura exuded by Qiu Er in front of him.
The narrative took a roundabout route, but due to the characters' personalities and choices, it returned to its original trajectory.
The next moment, Qiu Er made his move!
It must be said that Qiu Er, who had managed to kill seven of the top ten swordsmen of Jiangnan, indeed possessed remarkable skills. Though his action of drawing his sword was both swift and abrupt, it was executed with calm elegance.
"Clang!"
The sound of the sword rang out as its tip reached Xie Xiaofeng's chest.
Qiu Er had long discerned that Xie Xiaofeng was a master swordsman, yet he had no intention of engaging in a fair duel. Instead, he seized the opportunity when Xie Xiaofeng was intimidated by the threat from behind and drew his sword to strike.
Even if this strike didn't kill Xie Xiaofeng, it would create an opening for Ma Da, standing behind Xie Xiaofeng, to finish him off.
However, to Qiu Er's surprise, even when his sword was a mere three inches from Xie Xiaofeng's chest, his opponent showed no reaction.
"What's going on? Is he too scared to move, or has he given up?"
Qiu Er's eyes flickered with doubt, but his movements didn't slow. His wrist trembled, and the long sword quickened by a third, radiating a bright gleam as it aimed straight for Xie Xiaofeng's heart.
But just as Qiu Er was about to unleash his full potential, Xie Xiaofeng moved.
He sidestepped, then lashed out with his hand, his two fingers curved like hooks aiming straight for Qiu Er's eyes.
Qiu Er's face drained of color as he never expected Xie Xiaofeng to be so fast. He had no intention of trading his eyesight for Xie Xiaofeng's life, so he immediately halted and sidestepped, simultaneously swinging his sword backhanded toward Xie Xiaofeng's wrist.
But as he changed his move, he saw Xie Xiaofeng alter his own. Xie Xiaofeng sidestepped and twisted, his hands gently propping up Qiu Er's wrist and elbow, causing the long sword in his hand to feel suddenly weightless and disappear from his grasp.
Qiu Er's expression changed drastically. He never imagined that there would come a day when his sword would be taken from him barehanded.
Xie Xiaofeng, now wielding Qiu Er's sword, casually swung it, and a trail of sword light shone forth.
This sword light wasn't exceptionally swift or piercing, nor was it dazzling or sharp. It lacked any oppressive aura and instead appeared somewhat leisurely and gentle, more like a spring breeze than a deadly strike.
But in Qiu Er's eyes, he saw sheer terror!
Who could withstand a wind that blew from all directions and was omnipresent? Thus, Qiu Er retreated, swiftly backing away, yet he wasn't completely hopeless. He knew Ma Da would make his move.
Even though he had been bested in a single move by Xie Xiaofeng, his confidence in Ma Da remained unwavering, as he knew Ma Da's martial arts were far superior to his own.
Qiu Er's prediction was correct. As Xie Xiaofeng swung the sword towards him, Ma Da also took action. The murderous intent materialized, and a long sword flew through the air, traversing a distance of over three meters from the hall entrance to appear at Xie Xiaofeng's back, aiming for his heart.
Though the distance was far, Ma Da's light work and swordplay were exceptional, allowing him to cross the hall in an instant and appear behind Xie Xiaofeng.
Both parties' reactions exceeded the other's expectations.
If their opponent were an ordinary person from the rivers and lakes, not only would Qiu Er be able to kill them by himself, but even if he merely exposed an opening, Ma Da could have taken advantage of it and struck with his sword in the blink of an eye.
"Spare the man under the sword!"
A low shout rang out, and Mr. Mao's long sword flashed with seven rays of light, covering seven major vital points behind Xie Xiaofeng, but with varying degrees of intensity, leaving Xie Xiaofeng with an escape route to one side.
If Xie Xiaofeng didn't retreat, he would surely be pierced by the long sword while killing Chour Er. If he stepped back, he wouldn't be able to kill Chour Er with one sword strike.
Xie Xiaofeng slid his foot, avoiding the long sword behind him, but he didn't completely dodge it. The long sword in his hand was still only three inches away from Chour Er's heart, and Chour Er's retreating momentum had reached its limit.
The next moment, the footsteps stopped, and the sword light no longer flickered. The three people who had just made their moves all came to a halt.
Chour Er had retreated to the edge of the table, his hands empty.
Xie Xiaofeng's long sword was only three inches away from Chour Er's heart, and the sword's qi made Chour Er feel a faint pain.
Mr. Mao's long sword had shifted horizontally, and it was only three inches away from the major artery at the back of Xie Xiaofeng's neck, hovering steadily in mid-air.
The Big Boss exhaled slowly, because he knew that regardless of whether Chour Er lived or died, Xie Xiaofeng was definitely a goner. No one could escape at such a short distance while facing Mr. Mao.
Tie Kaicheng took a sip of wine and exhaled a long breath of wine.
Xie Xiaofeng's response was within his expectations, but Mr. Mao's martial arts skills surprised him. This minor character, who was supposed to be killed by the little brother in the original novel, actually possessed excellent swordsmanship and lightwork. He was undoubtedly a top expert.
No wonder he was known as the first outsider disciple of the Murong family and was able to marry Murong Qiudi as a mere servant of the family.
However, with his martial arts skills, even if he was a bit agitated when he saw Xie Xiaofeng, he shouldn't have been killed by the little brother's knife, right?
Then, Tie Kaicheng noticed the look of respect and pain in Mr. Mao's eyes as he glanced at Xie Xiaofeng, and he couldn't help but let his gaze drift to the little brother. A hint of sorrow and pity appeared in his eyes.
Tie Kaicheng's eyes lit up as he finally understood!
As an elder of the Murong family, Mr. Mao should have known that the little brother was Murong Qiudi and Xie Xiaofeng's son. He might have even watched the little brother grow up, so he had absolutely no guard against him. He never would have thought that the little brother would take action against him.
As for why the little brother took action against him?
Actually, the matter was quite simple. Mr. Mao's martial arts skills had long exceeded the level where others could control him. He now possessed sufficient self-will and freedom.
So, although he was considered half a servant of the Murong family, he was not one of Heaven's Venerate's men.
No wonder Heaven's Venerate had to take such a roundabout route to plot against Xie Xiaofeng and even insisted on getting rid of Mr. Mao first. It was because Mr. Mao might really help Xie Xiaofeng.
Tie Kaicheng sighed. He had always felt that the logic in the original novel was incomprehensible, but now that he was witnessing the events firsthand, he finally understood.
The author's (fake)
intricate thought process, strict logic, and exquisite plot arrangement were indeed worthy of admiration for a master storyteller!
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