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Chapter 9: Li Xunhuan Makes an Appearance
Chapter 9: Li Xunhuan Makes an Appearance
Yulong Sheng and A Fei's drinking session lasted late into the night.
Despite the alcohol, A Fei's hand remained steady, and Yulong Sheng's eyes were still sharp.
And so, they engaged in another sword duel.
...
As Yulong Sheng returned to Xingyun Manor, he heard angry shouts and the clashing of fists from the rear of the manor.
The sounds were loud, indicating that the combatants were extremely skilled, a rare sight even in the Jianghu.
"What's going on?"
Yulong Sheng's eyebrows furrowed, unbothered by his current location within Xingyun Manor. With a swift movement, he leaped forward, his feet barely touching the ground as he swiftly made his way to the scene.
As he approached a garden's artificial mountain, he spotted another figure flying through the air from the right side of the forest.
The newcomer had a graceful and elegant aura. With just a simple triple somersault, he moved swiftly yet seemingly slowly through the trees, his movements so gentle that he didn't disturb the branches or the snow beneath them.
"A master!"
"An extraordinary master!"
Yulong Sheng and A Fei had traveled together for a while, and Yulong Sheng could confidently say that even A Fei didn't possess such exceptional lightness skill.
There was only one person who could have such skills and still be present in Xingyun Manor.
Li Xunhuan!
Yulong Sheng turned his gaze towards Li Xunhuan, and at that moment, Li Xunhuan also looked towards the rapidly approaching Yulong Sheng.
Yulong Sheng was amazed by Li Xunhuan's lightness skill, but little did he know that Li Xunhuan was equally surprised by Yulong Sheng's sudden appearance.
"Another master?"
In Li Xunhuan's eyes, this person who was about to circle around the artificial mountain had a fleeting and agile figure, a steady aura, and a combination of agility and sharpness, undoubtedly a master from a renowned martial arts family, and definitely not someone to be underestimated.
The two locked eyes for a moment. Li Xunhuan was taken aback by Yulong Sheng's youth, and Yulong Sheng finally laid eyes on the legendary Li Xunhuan.
Li Xunhuan was no longer young. Wrinkles had formed at the corners of his eyes, and his pale face had a sickly rosy hue, indicating ill health.
However, Yulong Sheng couldn't deny that Li Xunhuan had a certain charm and attractiveness about him.
His eyebrows were long and sharp, his nose straight and prominent, his features angular, but most striking were his eyes.
His eyes always held a gentle and lively spirit, like willow branches swaying in the spring breeze or the summer sun sparkling on the sea, full of vibrant energy.
With just those expressive eyes, Li Xunhuan was bound to be a favorite among women.
Yulong Sheng noticed a similarity between Li Xunhuan and A Fei.
Their eyes were incredibly clear.
The confidence and determination that shone through their eyes set them apart from the ordinary masses who muddled through life.
Yulong Sheng's eyes flickered. Was this the belief and spiritual power of masters in the world of Gu Long?
It seemed he would have to practice his gaze in the mirror more often!
...
Both Yulong Sheng and Li Xunhuan were exceptionally fast. In just a brief moment, Li Xunhuan had crossed the forest, and Yulong Sheng had circled the artificial mountain, arriving at a clearing beside several bright pavilions.
In the center of the clearing, two men were engaged in a fierce fistfight, their punches creating gusts of wind that swept up the snow on the ground, filling the entire space with a swirling mist that partially obscured them.
On the edge of the clearing, servants of Xingyun Manor watched the spectacle, while Long Xiaoyun stood by, stomping his feet and trying to mediate.
"You, Qin, claim to be a chivalrous man, but you're actually worthless," shouted a tall man, his face covered in a thick beard, his eyes sharp as a hawk's. "Your son's severe injury is none of anyone else's business. How dare you lay your hands on others?"
The speaker was a burly man, nearly two meters tall, with a fierce gaze. His attacks were all offensive, with no regard for defense.
His opponent was none other than Qin Xiaoyi, the owner of the Iron Heart that Shook the Eight Directions.
At that moment, Qin Xiaoyi didn't have his Iron Heart with him, but as a lay disciple of Shaolin, his Shaolin Divine Fist was still a force to be reckoned with, exuding a formidable aura.
Li Xunhuan had no time to pay attention to Yulong Sheng's identity and hurriedly asked Long Xiaoyun what was going on.
However, Yulong Sheng, who was standing by, had already figured it all out.
"Damn!"
"Too late!"
"Missed a legendary scene!"
"Not only did I miss Lin Xian'er seducing Li Xunhuan again, but I also missed the first meeting between Yulong Sheng and Li Xunhuan."
"Hey, am I Yulong Sheng?"
"Never mind, what's missed is missed. I can't really test Li Xunhuan anyway."
Yulong Sheng shook his head. "My martial arts skills have already surpassed my past self. If I test him again and somehow pressure him, what if he pulls out his flying dagger and slits my throat?"
"Damn, why do all the experts in the Gu Long world like to slit throats?"
"They should be pushing their close-range weapons into their opponent's mouths and then into their throats."
Yulong Sheng turned his attention to Tie Chuanjia and Qin Xiaoyi, who were fighting in the center. He didn't regret walking slowly with A Fei and missing the previous legendary scene.
As for Lin Xian'er, he had explored every inch of her body, so there wasn't much novelty in seeing her again.
However, the opportunity to exchange and spar with A Fei was not something he could often have, and being in the martial arts world, Yulong Sheng knew how to distinguish what was more important.
"The current situation is that Li Xunhuan has returned to Xingyun Manor, killed Qiu Du, a disciple of Qingmo Yiku, met Lin Xian'er, and then Lin Xian'er and Li Xunhuan agreed to stay together at Lengxiang Xiaozhu tomorrow night, waiting for Meihua Thief to show up."
"Of course, in the middle, I didn't interrupt."
"Over here, Mr. Mei Er failed to cure Qin Xiaoyi's son, Qin Zhong, so Qin Xiaoyi angrily took action, but was stopped by Li Xunhuan's follower, Tie Chuanjia."
"Then Qin Xiaoyi exited the scene, and Tie Chuanjia, his identity exposed, parted ways with Li Xunhuan, never to meet again until their last meeting before death."
"Tsk, how tragic!"
As Yulong Sheng reminisced about the plot, Li Xunhuan had already learned the ins and outs of the matter from Long Xiaoyun.
Long Xiaoyun asked Li Xunhuan to persuade Tie Chuanjia, but Li Xunhuan coldly refused.
In the center of the empty space, Tie Chuanjia fought more and more fiercely, like a raging tiger, each move reckless and fearless. His killing intent was so intense that it filled the entire area.
Qin Xiaoyi, renowned in the Jianghu, seemed to be overwhelmed and struggling to breathe.
"You good-for-nothing, daring to be insolent towards your superior! I'll teach you a lesson myself!"
A loud roar echoed as Zhao Zhengyi rushed in from outside, his footsteps heavy. He changed his footwork, his fists poised to strike, ready to pounce on Tie Chuanjia.
Yulong Sheng's eyebrows twitched. This was the first time he had seen Zhao Zhengyi preparing to take action.
It must be said that although most of Zhao Zhengyi's reputation came from his hypocritical title of 'Iron-Faced Impartiality', as someone who had fought his way up from the bottom, his martial arts skills were not weak.
Of course, this 'not weak' had to be compared with the right opponent.
"If anyone dares to gang up on him, my flying daggers will have to make a move!"
With just one sentence from Li Xunhuan, Zhao Zhengyi's body froze like a wooden statue, not daring to take another step or throw a punch.
His stiffness was so comical that Yulong Sheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.
(End of Chapter)
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