Chapter 14: Wen Xuechi's true strength? Now, Wen Xuechi is...
Wen Xuechi said "hmm" very lightly and slowly put down the things in his hand.
Then the two of them walked towards the corner of the street at the same time.
Their clothes rubbed against each other, as if they were just one of the countless living beings.
In this vast world, there are many passers-by, and countless people who miss each other.
But unfortunately, some encounters are just that, intentional.
Cen Luye stopped and looked at the man in front of him: "I didn't expect... Did you come here specifically to see me?"
Wen Xuechi had a blank expression on his face: "There are rules in the martial arts world, tit for tat."
"I'm sorry, I can't return him to you." Cen Luye sighed, "But he's definitely not what you think...Liu Wan is not a good person."
Wen Xuechi remained calm. People came and went around them, but no one noticed the two of them. It seemed like they were just having an ordinary chat.
"What's wrong with him? You tell me." The white-robed swordsman crossed his arms, his face sullen. "Do you want me to beat you up here, or do you want to save your dignity somewhere less crowded?"
Cen Luye pursed his lips, turned around and left.
At the street corner behind them, Lou Wanqiao quietly walked into an alley, blocking the way for two men in green clothes who were about to hurry up and catch up. One of them was very strong and burly, while the other was relatively thin.
"You two, your opponent is me."
They looked at the young man in front of them warily.
The man was not very tall and had a handsome face, but his eyes were cold, making people feel cold all over their bodies when they looked at him.
"Who are you? Get out of my way." The tall man unceremoniously pulled out his weapon. "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
"You must all be Cen Luye's men, right?" She said indifferently, not even bothering to look him in the eye. "Don't follow him. He's doomed today."
The thin man yelled, "Asshole! How dare you say that to Lord Cen! Big guy, show this pretty boy some color!!"
Before he could finish his words, the fat man punched her in the face.
Lou Wanqiao quickly raised his hand, turned his body slightly, and placed his palm against the man's joints, his wrist turning with the movement.
Block, push, and lift.
bump! !
He landed heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Lou Wanqiao still stood there.
She looked up and found that the place where the thin man had stood was no longer there.
"Don't ignore me!"
The sound came from behind. Lou Wanqiao turned around suddenly, and the movement was so large that a white object fell out of his arms.
She hit the opponent's tailbone with a precise knuckle of one hand, leaned forward to reach out to grab it, and with the other hand she barely caught the falling jade hairpin, and then exhaled.
"Fortunately, it's not broken... This is a rare gift from me, very precious." She blew away the non-existent dust on the white jade hairpin, put it back in her arms with care, and walked towards the alley.
There were two people lying on the ground, only their fingers were still twitching.
Wen Xuechi and Cen Luye came to the suburbs, and the cool breeze blew across their temples.
"Hero Wen, listen to me..." Cen Luye moved his lips and just opened his mouth when he saw a flash of light before his eyes.
The strong wind blew up the strands of hair on his forehead.
The sword blade was approaching right in front of him, and he could only barely see the cold silver light and the icy black eyes.
He was horrified and quickly retreated, drawing his sword to block, but was knocked back several steps by the force.
A drop of sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the trembling sword. He lowered his head and felt his arm go numb.
As he was horrified, a shadow passed through the air, and another gust of wind blew, bringing with it thousands of acres of waves and roaring towards him.
Cen Luye did not dare to be careless. If he dodged at this moment, his opening would be discovered. He had no choice but to raise his hand to meet the enemy.
Clang——!
When he came to his senses, he was already several feet away from where he had been standing. Cen Luye's breathing was heavy and he was even trembling.
I felt a sudden pain in my spine.
A tree blocked his way behind him, barely catching him and preventing him from falling to the ground in such a mess.
Horrible...this person is so terrible.
Their fighting power is not even on the same level!
Cen Luye had always been very confident in his martial arts skills. His achievements on the battlefield alone were remarkable. He had been diligent in his training, never slacking off since he was young.
He is already the best.
How could...
Cen Luye stared closely at the white-robed swordsman in front of him. His vision blurred for a moment, then he shook his head and regained some focus.
Cen Luye suddenly remembered their first meeting so long ago. He had offered a helping hand, but his moves were quite ordinary, his sword dances haphazard. He had assumed they had been worn down by him, and that this chivalrous knight had some kung fu skills, but he hadn't expected...
He had never used his full strength in such a long time.
He knew this person was very strong, but he never imagined his true strength would be so terrifying...
Wait... is this his full strength? Is he... using all his strength now?!
Cen Luye clenched his teeth, looking unwilling.
How could it be… How could it be… I couldn't even stand up to him head-on? Even resisting him was so difficult?!
He was a general and started practicing martial arts at the age of seven. At the age of fifteen, he followed his father to fight on the battlefield and killed countless people on horseback.
And... and that Dali Temple Shaoqing...
He recognized it right away.
The young official was quite skilled in martial arts, but they had never clashed. The only time he'd fallen into my hands was when he'd resorted to underhanded tactics...
Now, Wen Xuechi is avenging him.
And I have no chance of winning.
Even so, I still have to...
He narrowed his eyes and raised the sword in his hand.
Wen Xuechi still had no expression, neither happy nor sad, as if he was doing an ordinary thing.
A gust of wind passed by.
"Brother Wen."
The clouds rolled and the wind stopped.
The tip of the sword was just a hair's breadth away from Cen Luye's eyes. Wen Xuechi stood beside him, his sword still held in front of him.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and Cen Luye seemed to be frozen in place.
Footsteps sounded, and then a familiar voice came into my ears: "Just teach me a lesson."
"Yeah." Wen Xuechi responded softly and sheathed his sword.
clang.
It was the sound of a sword being dropped to the ground.
Cen Luye took a deep breath, turned to the side in a daze, and met those eyes.
It’s the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.
Lou Wanqiao walked up to him, first looking Wen Xuechi up and down, then patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Wen, you're amazing! I was only away for a short while, and you already found his flaw!"
She had stayed in the city and acted separately from Wen Xuechi. After finishing her work, she followed the traces he left along the way and came here. When she saw this scene, she naturally thought that he happened to discover Cen Luye's flaw in the battle and was ready to strike the enemy.
Wen Xuechi smiled and nodded: "Yes, we who travel the world are good at observation."
"It's you!" Cen Luye stared at her intently, "You're still alive..."
He heard that the prison where Lou Wanqiao was imprisoned had caught fire. When Prince Duan rushed there, it was too late to save the situation. Even the corpses were burned to ashes.
Wen Xuechi's eyes darkened.
Lou Wanqiao smiled nonchalantly: "Maybe he's dead. I'm here to take revenge."
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry."
"Okay, how do I apologize?" Lou Wanqiao seemed very straightforward. "Well, you're a sincere person, and since you're willing to apologize, I'll give you some pointers. Regarding the things in the Yan Ge City governor's mansion, the information from the Baixuan Sect and the officials, and the Youzhou case... tell me slowly."
She smiled and said, "You don't have to tell me, but..."
"I can tell you." He said suddenly.
Lou Wanqiao raised his eyebrows.
So straightforward?
She thought she would use threats and inducements.
However, given Cen Luye's personality, it would probably take quite a while to pry him open. Although he wasn't entirely sure what he was doing, it was easier now.
"Let's talk about it right here."
Lou Wanqiao didn't want to give him a good face. Although she was careless and was ambushed, it was Cen Luye who started it first.
He wasn't an enemy at this point, but he was definitely not a comrade. Cen Luye let out a breath and slowly sat down against the tree trunk. He picked up his sword and put it away carefully.
It was a rare and good sword that he had used in battles for many years.
"What I know isn't comprehensive; it's just what I've discovered so far." He brushed the dust off his clothes and whispered, "There are alien tribes within the Baixuan Sect. They seem to be studying some kind of ritual... I imagine you've seen records of this in the prefectural governor's study. This force appeared inexplicably and suddenly, exploiting the people's faith for evil. I'm still tracing its origins, but the more I investigate, the more I realize how many people are involved... martial arts sects, local officials, even the imperial court..."
Lou Wanqiao seemed to be lost in thought.
"The situation in Youzhou is even more complex. What we can confirm at the moment is that they have a lair there." He sighed, "That's all I know. As for the rest, I'm still investigating. If you need any information, I'll share it with you later."
Lou Wanqiao nodded and turned to look at the man beside him: "Let's go, Brother Wen."
Wen Xuechi glanced at Cen Luye, turned around and followed her back.
Cen Luye leaned against the tree, watching their backs as they walked away, then looked up at the sky and slowly exhaled.
Back at the inn, Lou Wanqiao took out the booklet from the package and spread it out on the table.
There are strange words on it.
"These are some of the things I saw in the prefect's study that day... I could barely make out a few of the patterns, but I couldn't quite make out the words. I couldn't tell if they were exotic or ancient. Time was tight, so I only memorized a few."
Wen Xuechi lowered his head to look through the book, then suddenly clasped his hands together. "Hey! I have a friend who seems to know some foreign languages. I could ask her for help."
"Oh? Brother Wen actually knows so many wonderful people. Where is this person?"
"It just so happens that she will be attending the martial arts conference in a few days. I'll ask for advice then. Speaking of which... Brother Liu, are you just going to let him go like this?"
Lou Wanqiao raised his eyebrows. "Wow, Brother Wen, are you speaking up for me? It's okay. He's still useful. Besides, we've already taught him a lesson this time. He'll think twice next time he wants to attack me."
"……Too!"
Lou Wanqiao suddenly clapped his hands: "By the way, Brother Wen! I have something good for you——"
She reached into her bosom and took out a crystal clear white jade hairpin.
It looks very plain, without many decorations, except for a bird with its wings spread out, about to fly, carved on the top, which is very delicate.
I bought it from that stall some time ago.
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