The Battle of Xiangyang (2)

  Lin Heng's boxing technique is absolutely strong and fierce to the extreme, but he is too strong. Look at Hong Qigong's Dragon-Subduing Eighteen Palms, this is called the number one palm technique in the world, extremely strong and masculine. But even with such a set of palm techniques, when practiced to the extreme, it also emphasizes the balance of hardness and softness. Lin Heng's Arhat Fist is very profound, naturally not just relying on strength and fierceness, but due to the influence of past life memories, he has been developing in the direction of strength and fierceness.

  At this moment, Lin Heng realized his mistake, but in the midst of the fight, he couldn't think carefully.

  He took two steps back, and Lin Heng's right hand rested on the hilt of the heavy sword on his back. He lightly drew out the Xuan Tie Sword and slashed at the side, unleashing a massive force that pierced through the air with a whooshing sound.

  Hong Qigong saw Lin Heng holding a long sword, and his temperament changed suddenly. He was slightly surprised. He knew that this young man's swordsmanship was more formidable than his fist technique.

  At this thought, Hong Qigong smiled slightly. He bent his left leg, curved his right arm inward, and with a whooshing sound, he slapped Lin Heng with the back of his hand.

  As soon as he saw this move, Lin Heng knew it was a false dragon. He didn't dare to be careless and wielded the heavy sword in his hand, stabbing at Hong Qigong's palm. Hong Qigong didn't think much of it and continued to fight normally, but the round hilt of the xuan tie sword suddenly emitted a sharp edge. The two clashed, and Lin Heng surprisingly broke through Hong Qigong's Palm Wind with one sword, causing his right hand to twist. At the same time, the heavy sword in his own hand also turned around.

  "Good sword! Good swordsmanship!" Hong Qigong's eyes lit up with praise. He said "good sword", referring to Lin Heng's sword being sturdy enough, otherwise it would have been broken by his palm strike. He said "good swordsmanship", referring to Lin Heng breaking through his palm wind. This move required a certain level of swordsmanship, and was absolutely impossible to achieve without it. "Youngster, not bad! Come again and receive my next palm strike!"

  Again, Qi Gong's left hand drew a semicircle, and his right palm slapped out once more. This slap was much more powerful than the previous one, and Lin Heng felt an overwhelming palm wind even from a distance.

  He took a deep breath, stabbed out the long sword again, and flew sideways with his whole body. His feet kicked to the side in mid-air, and his body quickly rotated with force, like a drill bit, with the sword as its tip, stabbing towards Qi Gong's palm.

  This time, the two clashed again in mid-air. The tremendous force sent Lin Heng flying out, his heavy sword spinning horizontally in the air before finally dissipating seven cun of force and landing three zhang away. In comparison, Qi Gong also retreated several steps, the massive force causing the green stone slab to sink, but he only took seven steps back before stopping.

  "Haha... Kid, your swordsmanship is indeed pretty good. Let's keep fighting!"

  Hong Qigong was delighted to see the hunt, and didn't care about the martial arts conference anymore. He immediately pounced forward and struck again with a move called "Kanglong Youhui". This time, Lin Heng did not harden his stance, but instead swung his long sword horizontally, slashing at Hong Qigong's abdomen. He took advantage of the sword's length to force Hong Qigong to withdraw his sword midway. Hong Qigong had no choice but to do so, but he used the momentum to rise up, pressing down on Lin Heng's heavy sword with his left palm, and turning his body around, sweeping one foot towards Lin Heng.

  Qigong's pressure left Lin Heng unable to use his remaining sword moves, so he quickly ducked down, slapped the ground heavily with his left hand, borrowed force and missed Qigong up and down, and slashed past.

  Two people crossed paths, Lin Heng quickly got up, his whole body flying backwards, long sword stabbing back. Qi Gong sidestepped, one palm slapping on the heavy sword, at the same time another palm slapped towards Lin Heng's chest. Lin Heng fell in mid-air, his hand grasping the heavy sword, he used this force to draw a circle in mid-air, directly catching Qi Gong's long sword and using the momentum to slash towards the right palm that Qi Gong had struck out with.

  Seeing this, Qi Gong withdrew his hand and then tapped the ground with both feet. He sprang into the air and landed heavily on Lin Heng's giant sword. The tremendous force sent Lin Heng flying out, but because of the heavy sword in his hand, he was unharmed.

  Falling to the ground, Lin Heng immediately wanted to attack, but just then a sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard. Lin Heng turned his head to look and found that it was Guo Jing walking over. Seeing Lin Heng and Qi Gong, he smiled and said: "Brother Lin, I've finally found you... Qi Gong, you're here too!"

  "Jing'er!" Hong Qigong smiled slightly and put away his stance. He saw Guo Jing bowing to pay respects, immediately went forward to support him and pulled him up. "Jing'er, I originally didn't want to reveal myself, but unexpectedly got excited at the sight of prey and had a fight with Lin Xiaozhu!"

  "Haha......" Guo Jing burst out laughing and immediately said: "Qigong, these past few years Rong'er and I have both been thinking of you. Now is the perfect time with the Wulin Grand Assembly, otherwise Qigong..."

  "Aw, don't bother me with this kind of trouble. This time, I was worried about you guys too, but seeing you and that kid, my worries have been reduced by half." Hong Qigong waved his hand, clearly not pleased to show himself. Guo Jing could only smile wryly and turned to look at Lin Heng. Lin Heng chuckled and said to Guo Jing, "Brother Guo, don't worry. Since Seventh Master is here, he will definitely be hiding in the shadows, even if he doesn't reveal himself, he will still help us."

  "Brother Lin is right!" Guo Jing nodded and said: "Brother Lin, Ma Daochang and others are looking for you, what do you think..."

  "Alright, I'll go now!" Lin Heng nodded and put away the Xuan Tie sword. He walked back to the main hall of the front courtyard with Guo Jing, while Hong Qigong went to the backyard to visit little Guo Fu under Guo Jing's arrangement.

  Upon arriving at the main hall, Lin Heng first saw Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and Hao Datong, then sat down on one side, looking up towards Guo Jing and Huang Rong. The two were speaking in hushed tones, and before long, Guo Jing stood up. He first toasted everyone with a cup of wine, thanking them for coming to Xiangyang to offer their support, then spoke about the purpose of this gathering. This time, since it was Guo Jing's first time convening a martial arts conference, there was no election of an alliance leader, and the number of people who came was not many either. Apart from the Quanzhen Taoist priests, they were all his Beggar Clan disciples or people with connections to him. Therefore, Guo Jing naturally became the leader.

  Naturally, Guo Jing and Huang Rong began to issue orders. They followed the previous method, letting people who knew each other gather together to form small scouting teams, going outside Xiangyang City to investigate the movements of the Mongolian army, and if possible, to kill and injure the Mongolians' combat strength.

  Soon, the meeting ended and Lin Heng followed Ma Yu out. They had just discussed that except for Ma Yu and Hao Datong staying in Xiangyang, Qiu Chuji, Lin Heng, Zhao Zhi Jing, Yin Zhiping and others would go together to investigate the movement of the Mongolian army.

  Several people decided on the route, leaving Xiangyang and heading straight to Nanyang. Nanyang was once the city of Wan, but it was no longer as prosperous as it used to be. However, this place was a must-pass route for entering Xiangyang, and the Mongolian army of 100,000 was stationed here.

  After a day's journey, by dusk, the crowd finally arrived outside Nanyang City. They stood on a high hill, looking at the dense military camps below, and all felt a sense of fear in their hearts. Indeed, these people were all considered top-notch martial artists, but facing such a large army, even if they were the Five Absolutes, it would be useless.

  "Master Shu, I think we should take a break first!" Lin Heng suggested to Qiu Chuji as he saw Zhao Zhi Jing and Yin Zhi Ping's faces looking uncomfortable.

  Qiu Chuji nodded and said to Yin Zhiping: "Zhiping, take out the dry rations and distribute them among everyone. After it's completely dark, we'll make our move."

  Yin Zhiping nodded and immediately took out the food and water from his bag. Everyone got a pancake and a bag of water, sat down and started eating, while Qiu Chuji himself looked at the military camp below with a serious face. Lin Heng knew he was worried about Xiangyang. Compared to him, Lin Heng was much more relaxed, because he knew that the Mongolian army could not break through Xiangyang, in the entire world of Condor Hero, the Mongolian army had never broken through Xiangyang. So, at this moment, he was not worried at all.

  Soon, everyone was full and the sky had completely darkened. In the forest, it was even more pitch black. Chou Chuji waved his hand at everyone and said in a low voice: "I took a look just now, there are many scouts riding horses patrolling around the big camp. Our mission this time is to kill these people."

  "Master Shu, shouldn't we also bring back those horses? Xiangyang is currently in dire need of warhorses." Lin Heng reminded him, and Qiu Chuji nodded immediately: "Right, that's exactly what we should do. However, you all must be careful not to risk your lives for the sake of those horses."

  "Yes!"

  Everyone responded in unison, and then dispersed. In Hei Da, people gathering together was not conspicuous, but it was better to disperse and act separately, after all, there were not many Mongolians in each team.

  Lin Heng walked alone onto the empty ground and crawled forward. Unlike others, he understood some military tactics, after all, these things weren't considered special knowledge in modern times. As a result, he moved stealthily, much safer than others, without worrying about being discovered, unlike others who walked cautiously one by one.

  "Hoofbeats..." The sound of horseshoes echoed in his ears, Lin Heng lifted his head to look over and saw that three fast horses were slowly walking towards him under the moonlight.

  He let out a low laugh, and Lin Heng pounced on the spot without moving. In a short while, three horses walked in, his whole body was like a long snake, crawling on the ground, instantly approaching the three people. Then suddenly burst forth, swinging the heavy sword in his hand, one sword killed one person. The other two opened their mouths and shouted loudly, but they had only shouted twice when they were killed by Lin Heng one after another.

  Killing three people, Lin Heng did not dare to stay for long. He immediately rode a horse and led two horses away from the scene. First, he returned to the woods where several people had agreed to meet, tied up the horses, and then ran back again. Here, he saw two teams of Mongolian soldiers who had come after hearing the noise discussing something.

  "Ten people... kill again..." Lin Heng took a look and decided to take action again, but before he could even make a move, he saw a flash of sword light on the side, and in an instant, two Mongolians fell to the ground. Lin Heng was slightly stunned, and upon closer inspection, he found that it was Zhao Zhi Jing from his younger years!

  "This guy was so righteous when he was young!" Lin Heng muttered to himself, at the same time his feet moved swiftly, blocking the Mongolian man's escape route. When two men on horseback rushed over, Lin Heng suddenly burst forth, taking the lives of both with a single sword strike.

  "Zhao Shixiong!" After killing the two men, Lin Heng greeted Zhao Zhi Jing who was chasing after them. Zhao Zhi Jing immediately returned the greeting and said: "Thanks a lot, Lin Shidi! Otherwise, these two scoundrels would have really escaped!"

  "Brother Zhao is too polite, killing Mongolians is indeed the duty of a Quanzhen disciple like me!"

  "Not bad!"

  "Haha......" The two of them burst out laughing and became fast friends just like that.

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