Chapter 112 It's all luck

How did he get here?

Before Jiaoran could react, Chai Che stepped forward and pressed his hand on her shoulder.

Jiaoran wasn't sure whether he recognized him, but it was strange that Chai Che appeared in a place where he shouldn't be.

Could it be that the letter she sent to her senior sister made her worried about her, so she asked Chai Che to come find her? But this didn't make sense. If Chai Che came to find her, why didn't he go to the Chang'an mansion, but instead came to the Zongxun Sect?

Something is wrong.

Jiaoran saw that he had been distracted for a moment. The battle between masters often happened in a flash, but because Jiaoran was distracted, she missed the opportunity to react, and his hand had already fallen on her shoulder.

Jiaoran suddenly felt a stream of heat flowing from his palm into her shoulders, and from her shoulders into her body.

She quickly took a few steps back, and Lin Poyan supported her shoulders, "Afeng, are you okay?"

Jiaoran shook his head.

Just as he was about to speak to Chai Che, Chai Che walked into the Taoist temple without looking back.

Lin Poyan snorted, "What nonsense! These lackeys of the Zongxun Sect are just third-rate people in the martial arts world. They don't even take us Wudang seriously."

Jiaoran didn't say anything, still wondering why Chai Che suddenly appeared here.

According to the timeline, the child was only a few months old, and Senior Sister couldn't take care of it alone. He should have been thousands of miles away in Xiutu, not in this Taoist temple. Thinking of Senior Sister, Jiaoran felt a pang of sadness. She had her love root plucked out, and her other love roots frozen, making her numb to the emotions of a normal person. She had promised to go back to see Senior Sister and accompany her during the birth, but she broke her promise. Senior Sister must be very sad.

Jiaoran rubbed her shoulders that had just been injected with heat, and felt a little strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange exactly.

"Are you okay?" Lin Poyan asked.

Jiaoran said it didn't matter, "Let's change shifts as soon as possible."

After the handover, she made her way back to the mountainside.

After sleeping for a few hours, it was almost dawn.

Song Xiaoshan nudged Jiaoran, whose face was flushed red, and said, "Wake up, Afeng."

Jiaoran's face was covered in sweat. It was clearly autumn or winter, but she felt as hot as midsummer.

"What's wrong with you? Your forehead is burning."

Jiaoran didn't know either, "I'm so hot, so hot."

Then he struggled to get up from the bed and said, "Go wash your face. Don't worry about me. I'm fine."

Song Xiaofeng grabbed her wrist and said, "Your arm is hot too, do you have a fever?"

Jiaoran shook her head, pushed him away, and stumbled all the way to the courtyard, looking for some water to wash her face and hands.

When she reached the pond, it was just daybreak and the grass was still covered with frost. She splashed the cold water on her face and neck.

After repeating this several times, her body was still burning, as if a ball of fire was about to burst out of her chest, and she exhaled hot air.

“It’s so hot, so hot!”

"What's wrong with me?" Jiaoran thought to himself, but still didn't know what was going on with him.

She wanted to summon a gust of wind or call Zhu Su, but they were too close to the top of the mountain. If their breath was detected by the Phoenix Chick, then all her efforts to sneak in would be in vain.

Therefore, the thin dragon cannot appear on her body.

Just as my head and body were burning, I heard slow footsteps behind me. It was still early and the sky was still slightly bright. Jiaoran looked at the person who was coming with alertness.

She stood motionless by the water, watching him approach.

Jiaoran couldn't be completely sure, but looking at his posture as he walked towards her, Jiaoran looked at him for a while and was completely sure that it was him.

Just about to call his name.

But he had already put his lips over to hers, and without saying a word, he gently stroked her lips.

Song Xiaoshan, who was standing far away, saw two men doing something unspeakable early in the morning. He quickly turned around and put on his clothes. He was worried about Afeng going out alone, but now that he saw that Afeng was meeting a man, he was secretly afraid. Fortunately, Afeng didn't attack him, otherwise his reputation would be in jeopardy.

Jiaoran wanted to ask him something, but Mu Jin kept pursuing him. While they were kissing, a pill was put into Jiaoran's mouth.

"What is this... uh...?"

The bitter pill landed on her tongue and melted in her mouth before she could spit it out.

After doing this, he turned and left. Jiaoran wanted to step forward and call him to ask something, but he covered his mouth and said, "Shhh..."

"ah?"

"Leave as soon as possible."

He only said these four words.

But he was here, so how could she escape? She had gone deep into the Tiger Cave this time, firstly to kill the Phoenix Cub, and secondly for him, Mu Jin. After taking the pill, the fire in her body that was about to burn her out finally died down, and her breathing became normal.

The martial arts conference has begun.

The first person to go up was Qin Tianchi, a disciple of Golden Crane Hand Chang Xing, the man who threatened to cut Jiaoran into pieces that day.

Jiaoran stood with Song Xiaoshan and asked, "Brother, shall we go up and fight later?"

Song Xiaoshan automatically took a half step to the side, trying not to get too close to her. "That... depends on who the master sends. But forget about you and me. I'm afraid if we get beaten up, it won't be pleasant."

The one who fought with Qin Tianchi was Chai Che, his light blue clothes like a misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Qin Tianchi and Chai Che started fighting. At first glance, Chai Che's figure on the high platform was like a mist and rain covering Qin Tianchi.

Their movements were light and graceful, like those of a swallow or crane, and fierce and powerful like a golden eagle, like a flying swan treading on snow. The people in the martial arts world below were dazzled by the sight of them fighting, and burst into cheers.

Chai Che's swordsmanship can be described as a rain of flowers from the sky, but this rain will leave wounds on the body.

Many elders in the martial arts world could not help but marvel at his swordsmanship when they saw it, and they always felt that it looked familiar.

"I've been in the martial arts world for over forty years. His swordsmanship seems to combine the form of Kongtong with the spirit of Wudang, and also seems to have grasped the essence of Emei swordsmanship. He can take the strengths of hundreds of schools and integrate them into his own sword moves. He is truly a genius."

Another old man said, "Maybe he stole some moves from other schools, but they are flashy and lack practicality."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up and saw that Chai Che had already knocked Qin Tianchi's weapon away with a sword and pointed the sword at his throat.

Jiaoran looked around, and when Chai Che and Qin Tianchi were fighting, several people she had never seen before suddenly appeared from some familiar martial arts sects.

Jiaoran didn't know who they belonged to. He looked up at the top of the mountain and soon had the answer in his mind.

But she hasn't decided whether to take action now.

She had fought with those gangsters, but she didn't actually take their lives. However, these people kept saying that she was the inhumane murderer. Someone must have slandered her and wanted to throw dirty water on her.

Jiaoran sneered. Apart from the Phoenix Chick, there was probably no one else. He didn't want to do it himself, so he let these idiots do it for him. Then he could reap the benefits and wouldn't have to fight her to the death.

It was at this time that Jiaoran remembered that Mu Jin was almost killed in the Governor's Mansion and lost too much blood. At first she thought it was that bastard Chai Hui, but now considering the cause and effect, it was at that time that Chai Yu started to draw blood from her.

In other words, someone wanted her to reveal her bloodline, so that Chai Yu could see the value of her blood and completely confirm her identity.

Anyone who does this is probably a young phoenix.

When she thought about how everything was related to the Phoenix Chick, her blood started boiling, but she had to force herself to hold it back.

She must force him out, find him, and ask him about his conspiracy and tricks. She must ask him why Jiaoyue died, why he replaced the two of them sixteen years after the cat-for-prince incident, and what his purpose was.

At the same time, Jiaoran was also thinking that if what he wanted all along was "Gao Shan Shou", and now that he has got it, what does he want to do next?

On the stage, Chai Che continued to challenge his opponents, shouting, "If you can't defeat me, then you are not worthy to fight Jiao Ran."

Jiaoran's mouth turned into a circle. She never expected that Chai Che would praise her like this.

In an instant, Chache launched several attacks and knocked down another challenger.

No matter how complicated the opponent's moves were, Chai Che remained unmoved and did not panic at all. His swordsmanship was clean and neat, without any useless tricks.

Jiaoran felt as if he had turned back to the way he was when she first saw him in the Governor's Mansion.

His eyes were half-closed, his face was cold, and he was dismissive of any fancy moves, as if he regarded himself as a ruthless killer in martial arts.

He was ruthless and decisive in his counterattacks.

Because he didn't care about his opponent's moves at all, it was easy for him to let his opponent fall into his sword moves and gradually lose the ability to fight back.

Song Xiaoshan asked, "Who is this person? How come I've never heard of such a famous person in the martial arts world before? How come the Zongxun Sect is now producing so many talented people?"

The master said, "Although this person's martial arts skills are high, he has no intention of killing, so he only pointed at the target."

Jiao Ran said yes, "If he wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't have had to use so many tricks just now."

Chache's voice came from the stage again, "Is there anyone else?"

Even the new disciples of Wudang and Kongtong sects were defeated by him. Originally, they just wanted to test the depth of the martial arts world, but they didn't expect that there would be such a master in the second-rate sects. It was really unbelievable.

"If anyone else wants to come up together, please do so." This is really crazy.

But at this moment, all the people sent out by various sects had been defeated.

Song Xiaoshan's eyebrows twitched slightly, "Master, haven't we sent anyone up to fight yet?"

The old man said, "Then you go."

Song Xiaoshan cried out, "I..."

He retreated as soon as he started to move. "Master, one more of me doesn't make much difference, and one less of me doesn't make much difference. How about we not bring disgrace upon ourselves as a sect? What do you think?"

The master said in a deep voice, "Shame on you! Even if you go up and get knocked down, you and those Wudang masters will be defeated by the same person. This is an honor. Don't you understand this?"

Song Xiaoshan said, "Instead of letting me go and embarrass myself, it's better to let Afeng go."

"You——" The master was very disappointed.

"Afeng and I are both no match for each other. You know my mediocre skills. It doesn't matter who attacks me, Afeng or me."

At this moment, Jiao Ran took over, "Since that's the case, Senior Brother, let me take action."

Song Xiaoshan breathed a sigh of relief. "If you get knocked away by a punch, remember to relax your body immediately to avoid getting hurt too badly. Then, roll quickly on the ground a few times to release the force."

Jiaoran agreed to all of them.

Then, her figure flashed out with a whoosh.

Standing on the stage.

Song Xiaoshan, his fellow disciples, and even his master were all shocked and opened their mouths wide.

"Show your weapons," said Chai Che.

"Do I need to use weapons to fight you?"

Wow! Such a tone! How shameless!

"The disciples in your sect are quite arrogant, but I don't know how many blows they will take in a while."

Song Xiaoshan couldn't stand them looking down on Afeng, so he nudged him with his shoulder and said, "That person is definitely not as good as your sect. He was kicked off the stage after just five rounds."

"Okay, since you don't need weapons, then we'll just do it."

With a flash of his body, the long sword had already cut straight into Jiaoran's spine. The moment he dodged behind Jiaoran, Song Xiaoshan's heart was in his throat, "Be careful! Ah Feng!"

Just when Song Xiaoshan thought that Afeng would be split in half by this sword, Chai Che's sword missed his target because of his ghostly movements.

Even without turning around, it's as if his back has eyes.

She took a light step forward, and it was this small step that made Chai Che's sword miss.

Song Xiaoshan and his disciples suddenly burst into cheers, "Afeng! Afeng! Afeng!"

The master watched for a while and said, "You still have to practice your footwork. Look at this new junior brother. He has only practiced for a few days, but his footwork is already good. It is even better than their swordsmanship."

Chai Che's figure gradually approached, and he swung the sword in his hand again.

Jiaoran still did not look back and took another step to the side, and Chai Che's sword missed again.

However, with just these few steps, Chai Che had forced her back to the edge of the ring. If she took a step forward or to the side, she would fall.

Song Xiaoshan shouted, "Afeng, it doesn't matter if you admit defeat now. You've persisted long enough. No one will laugh at you anymore."

To be fair, even if he went up there himself, he probably wouldn't be able to avoid so many moves. It was all luck. Afeng was really lucky.

Song Xiaoshan saw another sword coming from behind Afeng, but Afeng still didn't turn around.

Seeing that Afeng was about to fall, in the blink of an eye, Afeng had stepped on the edge and flipped in the air, and flew behind Chai Che. He put two fingers together and poked Chai Che's back, pressing him down. He jumped up, and now it was Chai Che's turn to fall.

But when Chai Che was pressed by her, his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground.

Jiaoran was not in a hurry. He jumped up and his lightness skills were perfect, and he received continuous cheers.

The moment she stood up, Chai Che also came over with his sword, and the two of them started fighting very quickly, using speed to counter speed, which was completely different from the fight he had just had with others.

Two figures rose and fell on the stage, their moves were so bizarre that everyone present was amazed.

Among all the fights just now, this one was the most shocking.

Song Xiaoshan felt like he was in a dream. He really didn't expect that Afeng had this ability. The real person never reveals his true identity.

It turned out that the dark and thin junior brother who had been sharing the same room with him these days was such a rare master.

Chai Che struck faster and faster, the sword stirring up the sound of wind, the sword splitting the wind, and the wind sound became stronger and stronger.

But Jiaoran still felt at ease and flexible in front of him.