inspire-indiana 32. Hardcore! Fox Demon!
32. Hardcore! Fox Demon!
"Mr. Yang bravely stepped in and saved the young woman's life."
"Please accept Luo Yuantong's bow!"
The voice was clear and crisp.
Like a sharp bolt of lightning.
The heavy atmosphere of the Gathering Hall was dispelled, and it immediately became bright.
Luo Yuantong was not yet forty years old.
His eyebrows bear a resemblance to Luo Bing's.
His every move exudes a bold and unrestrained spirit.
He remained calm and composed, handling the matter with ease.
"A True Qi Realm expert!"
An assessment of Luo Yuantong's capabilities.
It appeared naturally in Yang Zhao's mind.
"You flatter me, Boss."
"The kid only did what a man should do."
"Aunt Luo San Niang has been very kind to me. You are her elder brother. Calling me 'sir' would be too much of an honor for me. How could I possibly accept such a request!"
Yang Zhao returned the greeting with neither arrogance nor servility.
"Despite misfortune and displacement, he still possessed a warm heart and a spirit of righteousness."
"At such a young age, he has made a great name for himself, yet he remains humble and unassuming."
"You're a very good young man..."
Luo Yuantong raised his voice slightly.
Clearly, the words were not meant for Yang Zhao alone.
"You have a connection with both Third Sister and Bing'er. It would be inappropriate for me to call you 'sir' or even 'brother'."
"My daughter and I have long considered you family. We'll simply call you A-Zhao!"
"Ah Zhao, Bing'er has already told us about your situation. You can stay here without worry from now on."
"Luo Yuantong and his daughter, several leaders who are as close as blood relatives, and three thousand brothers of the eleven alliances, swear on their lives that the imperial court's henchmen will not be able to harm you in the slightest."
"Since we're family, let's not stand on ceremony. You've received help from the Eleven Alliance, so if you don't do something in return, I, as the head of the organization, won't be able to explain myself."
"I think this is better... since the position of third leader is vacant anyway, you can take it! There's no need to feel any pressure; all the leaders will help you!"
It was of no use whatsoever.
They're given the position of third-in-command right from the start?
It seems that Luo Bing's words were true; the Eleventh Alliance is in dire need of talent.
family?
Yang Zhao understood the deeper meaning behind Luo Yuan's words.
My gaze naturally fell upon...
hiss!
Two beams of light shot through my eyes.
He was sharp and aggressive, staring intently at Yang Zhao.
Second-in-command Xiahou Jie!
"Brother, you were too hasty!"
"The Eleven Alliance, acting on behalf of Heaven, would never stoop to the level of the lecherous and depraved Yang Zhao!"
"Bing'er is inexperienced and naive, which is why she was deceived by his sweet words. Although Lu Wushuang is a lackey of the imperial court, he has never wronged an innocent person!"
"Even if we take a step back and assume that the horrific atrocities committed in Qinghe County and Yanggu County were not done by Yang Zhao! Everyone in the world considers him a bad person, but does that mean he himself is completely without fault?"
"At the very least... it's certain that he's unworthy of his position and shouldn't hold a high post!"
Xiahou Jie revealed a disdainful smile.
"His words were clearly directed at me."
"They're subtly... mocking Luo Yuantong for not being capable of being the leader!"
From Qinghe County to Pingyang County, Yang Zhao experienced the vicissitudes of life.
Now, there's nothing he can't see through.
"They can share hardship, but not prosperity."
Ten years ago, the eleven-member alliance was naturally united as brothers.
Now that its power has grown so great that it no longer fears the imperial court, people's hearts have changed.
Luo Yuantong and his daughter, along with Zhang Jin, formed a small group.
The dead Zhao Wangshan and the Chang brothers formed another small group.
The most insidious of them all was Xiahou Jie, who appeared righteous and awe-inspiring.
He seemed to disdain forming cliques, but in reality, most of his three thousand brothers were won over by him.
The fifth leader, Uncle Zhan Xiongfei, is truly honest and straightforward.
He took his wife, Aunt Luo Sanniang, and fled away from the place of trouble.
This was also to preserve the strength of the Eleventh Alliance and Luo Yuantong and his daughter.
The only truly innocent and pure person is probably Bai Yitong, the tenth leader.
His ending was also the easiest to predict...
died!
My arrival.
Luo Yuantong's phrase "family."
This completely disrupted Xiahou Jie's plan.
He panicked; he had to get rid of me!
In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhao analyzed the internal structure of the Eleven Alliances.
The actual situation is roughly the same.
I have already made my judgment.
I absolutely cannot be the third-in-command; there's no need to get involved in this mess.
Eleven alliances are not a long-term solution.
but……
They do indeed need our protection at present.
At least until...
My strength is enough to make me fearless of the Qingping Prefecture's Divine Arrest Bureau!
"Second-in-command!"
"Rumors circulate that Ah Zhao committed numerous atrocities in Qinghe County and Yanggu County. Did you, living in Pingyang County, witness them all with your own eyes, possessing the ability to see a thousand miles?"
"Outside the Fast Horse Restaurant, Ah Zhao slew the notorious Seven Wolves of the Northern Desert, ridding the people of this scourge. I, Luo Bing, my two maids Qin Shu Hua Qi, and over a hundred travelers can attest to this!"
Luo Bing has a bold and unrestrained personality.
He stepped forward and stood in front of Yang Zhao.
"Hehehe!"
Zhang Jin was carrying a spiked club that was taller than him and weighed at least a hundred pounds.
It let out a strange laugh, landed in front of Luo Bing, and stared at Xiahou Jie fearlessly.
"I admit I misspoke."
"I did not witness the events in Qinghe County and Yanggu County firsthand."
"However... I didn't witness what happened outside the Fast Horse Restaurant myself!"
"There is one thing, however, that I witnessed with my own eyes, and saw clearly and plainly! Ha!"
Xiahou Jie never took Luo Bing seriously.
He dared not underestimate Zhang Jin, who was fearless and reckless.
Not to mention the unfathomable Luo Yuantong.
"What did you witness with your own eyes?"
Luo Bingqi said.
"Yang Zhao is so handsome...it's breathtaking! Congratulations to the Boss, congratulations to Bing'er, and congratulations to Zhang Jin!"
"you!"
Luo Bingxing's eyes widened, and her pretty face turned cold.
The atmosphere in the Hall of Gathering Righteousness was tense, with swords drawn.
To put it bluntly...
"The second-in-command thinks Yang is too incompetent and unqualified to stay in the Eleventh Alliance, is that it?"
Things have escalated to this point.
Yang Zhao was actually the least embarrassed.
This scene perfectly matched the rhythm he knew best.
Yang Zhao's swordsmanship is more reliable than his words.
"So..."
"Let's fight!"
Yang Zhao spoke the most hardcore words in the most calm tone.
A person is in any unfamiliar place.
To gain a foothold.
When provoked.
We cannot retreat even an inch!
Yang Zhao always understood this principle.
"Ah Zhao, no!"
"The second-in-command is hailed as the number one person below the True Qi Realm, and he truly deserves it!"
A few days ago.
Yang Zhao used his ultimate strength to kill the Seven Wolves of the Northern Desert.
Luo Bing's knowledge and insight are truly extraordinary.
How could I not know?
An equally matched opponent.
A battle fought without regard for life or death.
Often, their abilities will inspire both sides to unleash power beyond their limits.
Rao is so.
Yang Zhao is still no match for Xiahou Jie, whom he was a year ago.
Not bad!
The last time Luo Bing witnessed Xiahou Jie make a move was a year ago.
Over the past year, he has practiced diligently every day without ever slacking off, and it's unknown how far he has progressed!
"Swords drawn are not the way the Eleven Alliance treats its guests."
"Ah Zhao, you must be tired after traveling so far. Sixth Master, please take Ah Zhao back to your room to rest."
"Tomorrow night, I'll host a banquet here to celebrate the Fourth Master's release from seclusion, and also to vote on Ah Zhao's fate! Ah Zhao, if more than three masters want you to leave, you can't blame me for turning my back on you!"
Luo Yuantong was naturally much more insightful than his daughter.
If they really fight.
Xiahou Jie will definitely use a dirty trick on Yang Zhao.
Whether Yang Zhao stays or leaves, he will be burdened with hidden dangers and become a cripple in the future.
There are only five leaders on the mountain now, and the minority obeys the majority, so they are bound to win.
"Yang Zhao!"
"Based on your words, Xiahou Jie respects you as a true man!"
"Faced with a challenge from a hero, I cannot refuse to fight; otherwise, Xiahou Jie would not be a man!"
Xiahou Jie bullied Yang Zhao because of his youth and arrogance.
Use persuasive language to cut off his escape route.
"This place is too cramped; we can't move around freely. Let's go to the training ground!"
Xiahou Jie didn't give Luo Yuantong and his daughter a chance to speak at all.
They were about to head towards the training ground.
"If you want war, then let's fight!"
"Why are you even picking a place!"
Clang!
Its sound was like a dragon's roar!
Leaving aside Zhang Jin and Luo Bing.
Even Luo Yuantong, a master of the True Qi Realm.
A ripple also appeared on the lake of my heart.
"That's the sound of Yang Zhao drawing his sword!"
Not to mention the unfortunate Xiahou Jie, who was targeted by Yang Zhao's longsword.
hiss!
Xiahou Jie felt the hairs on his body stand on end.
My body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave.
It is a martial artist's instinctive reaction when facing a life-or-death crisis!
As for Xiahou Jie himself...
Aside from instinctive psychological reactions, I couldn't produce any reaction at all.
Draw your sword...
impossible!
Totally impossible!
Only a dazzling glint of light appeared in his pupils.
The blade's light magnified infinitely, shining brighter than the sun.
There was no time interval.
It swallowed his vision, his whole body, everything about him!
"I'm going to die!"
A powerless voice rose in Xiahou Jie's heart.
Clang!
In an orderly manner.
A second dragon roar followed immediately.
"That's the sound of Yang Zhao sheathing his sword!"
"He...let me go! I...am still fucking alive!"
Two more voices echoed in Xiahou Jie's mind.
It was a sound of lingering fear, a sound of relief, and even a sound of ecstatic joy.
Similarly, the voice couldn't hide the sense of powerlessness!
The feeling of powerlessness one should feel in the face of an absolute powerhouse!
"Mr. Yang...did you draw your knife?"
Clang!
Zhang Jin didn't even realize that the spiked club he was carrying on his shoulder had fallen to the ground.
He just kept rubbing his eyes hard.
He looked at Luo Bing with a confused expression.
"Pull it out!"
"Draw your sword, slay the enemy, sheathe your sword!"
Luo Bing didn't see it clearly at all.
The expert with the quick knife clearly saw through it.
"Ah Zhao, you're... way too bold!"
"Your blade is more than twice as fast as it was when you slew the Seven Wolves of the Northern Desert!"
"In other words, you deliberately concealed your strength that day? A life-or-death battle with the Seven Wolves of the Northern Desert... were you playing around?"
"My goodness... damn it!"
Yang Zhao blinked.
I don't know how to explain this to Luo Bing.
In particular, she used the character "草" (grass) at the end.
Gudong!
It was the sound of Zhang Jin swallowing.
He followed Luo Bing's gaze.
Xiahou Jie had a white mark running from his forehead to the tip of his nose.
It's like a dull knife slicing across the skin, leaving a mark.
Just how fast is Yang Zhao's sword?
Just how strong was Yang Zhao's control over the knife?
Tap, tap, tap!
Xiahou Jie, who had been stunned, finally came to his senses.
I'd like to say a few polite words.
Unfortunately, the body is too honest.
He took three steps back in succession.
boom!
He smashed the original seat with his butt.
"There's nothing to be ashamed of in being the second-in-command. It's just that Ah Zhao's blade is too fast; who in the world can stop it!"
Luo Bing is a simple person.
She was simply comforting Xiahou Jie.
It was simply a straightforward expression of feelings, without any malice.
Anyone could tell.
Apart from……
"Luo Bing, no need to say more!"
"Xiahou Jie lost, lost clearly and completely!"
"We'll descend the mountain first thing tomorrow morning. From now on, the Eleven Alliance will no longer have a figure named Xiahou Jie!"
Xiahou Jie's face was redder than a pig's liver.
It has been erected and then fallen several times.
Finally, he jumped up and strode out the door.
"Second-in-command, there's no need for that!"
Luo Bing felt guilty and was about to chase after him.
"Bing'er, everyone has their own ambitions!"
Luo Yuantong quickly stopped his foolish daughter.
Yang Zhao observed this and formed a further judgment in his mind.
Luo Yuantong is a good person.
Luo Yuantong was an ambitious man.
pity……
Luo Yuantong is a person who lacks leadership skills.
If not.
That would have prevented the eleven alliances from becoming fragmented and divided into their own factions.
The scene before us gives us a glimpse into this.
He didn't need to stop Luo Bing at all.
Whether Luo Bing tried to persuade him or not, Xiahou Jie couldn't stay.
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
He had slashed Xiahou Jie's face with his own blade.
The prestige he had built up over the past decade among his three thousand brothers in the Eleven Alliance vanished in an instant.
The Eleventh Alliance no longer has the space or soil he left behind.
Things like this are probably superfluous...
Luo Yuantong has done quite a lot over the past decade!
Prestige is built up over time.
vice versa!
"Yang Zhao!"
"Xiahou Jie will never forget this humiliation! Farewell, sir!"
Xiahou Jie stopped in front of the gate.
She turned around and glared fiercely at Yang Zhao before disappearing into the night.
His eyes are so sinister!
Remember it in your heart? See you again in the martial world? What does that mean?
he……
What other hidden methods are there?
Yang Zhao was very uneasy.
Yang Zhao was terrified.
"Or... let's kill him!"
Yang Zhao comforted himself.
Before ascending to the throne, a murder weapon was laid.
Yang Zhao was certainly not that foolish.
Upon arriving, he immediately committed murder on the mountain.
Or rather, to kill such an important person.
"Yamashita...okay!"
Therefore, Yang Zhao began by stating his purpose.
This implies that one has not achieved anything, and if one were to hold a high position, it would be like being placed on a fire.
Xiahou Jie's sinister intentions have now been cleared.
Luo Yuantong naturally didn't force him.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries.
Yang Zhao left the Hall of Gathering Righteousness.
Instead of going back inside, they went straight to Xiahou Jie's rooftop.
"strangeness!"
Xiahou Jie did not return until dawn.
This can be inferred from the servants' conversations.
There were still several important things inside the house that Xiahou Jie had to take with him.
"Ah Zhao!"
"It's so kind of you!"
"We came over early this morning to persuade the second-in-command to stay!"
"When the Eleven Alliance was first established, I was just an eleven-year-old girl. Even the second-in-command watched me grow up."
"Back then, we drank from big bowls and divided gold by the scale. How carefree and happy we were! The eleven of us were truly like brothers and sisters. We stood together through thick and thin. I don't know when things changed."
"Hopefully, after this incident, the second-in-command will repent and not end up like the third-in-command and the others! It would be best if the Eleventh Alliance could return to its old ways..."
Yang Zhao came down from the roof.
He met Luo Bing, who was full of hope.
"Sister Bing, you're so naive, how did you become a bandit?"
Yang Zhao was a little curious.
"What bandits? The Eleventh Alliance is..."
"You're not wrong, we rob the rich to help the poor, we really are bandits at heart!"
Luo Bing chuckled to himself.
"Ah Zhao, Bing'er, you're both here!"
"Let's go, let's go welcome the Fourth Master out of seclusion!"
Luo Yuantong and Zhang Jin came over.
Zhang Jin was still carrying that iconic spiked club.
He was followed by thirty trusted disciples.
Everyone's inner light was restrained, clearly indicating that they had all cultivated their Qi and blood.
The difference in strength between martial artists at the Qi and Blood Realm can be enormous.
However, it can summon thirty Qi and Blood Realm warriors at once.
No wonder Luo Yuantong had the confidence to "not fear the imperial court's henchmen".
The intention is not hard to guess.
Known daughter Moruofu.
They came to stop their daughter from doing anything foolish again.
They were even more worried that the fourth leader, Gu Qingzhu, was truly an evil spirit, and that Yang Zhao alone could not handle her.
"Ah Zhao, they all carry exorcising items like black dog blood and realgar."
"Don't mind it, and don't have any other thoughts..."
Luo Yuantong instructed in a low voice.
Yang Zhao was almost certain that the fourth leader was a demon.
However, he was not so arrogant as to believe that he had the absolute ability to kill.
We can get help from over thirty strong people.
He would not, like a naive youth, develop a sense of pride that was actually a form of inferiority.
I'm quite pleased to see this.
It's already May.
Even in the early morning, the sunlight is very bright.
Gu Qingzhu lives in an exquisite courtyard.
The lingering haze of mist and haze flowed through the air.
One glance.
It was dazzling and colorful, like a fairyland.
If you calm down and look at it carefully.
You'll find that it's actually a giant snake with its heads intertwined.
[A fox demon, an ancient fox spirit, transformed into a demon after being enlightened by the Pure Fox Clan.]
[Through her beauty and seductive arts, she lured young martial artists into sexual intercourse, absorbing their essence to enhance her strength.]
Pure Fox.
Yang Zhao knew this.
The number one fox spirit in the world.
The true ancestor of all foxes.
Case solved.
Bai Yitong, the tenth leader.
There is also the missing martial arts prodigy from Pingyang County.
They were all fox demons in the courtyard who had transformed into the appearance of Gu Qingzhu, the fourth leader of the Eleventh Alliance, and were using her yang energy to replenish their yin energy.
"Boss, there's a fox demon living inside!"
"Please use black dog's blood and realgar to dispel the evil spirits in the courtyard!"
"Then they'll stand guard outside to prevent the fox demon from escaping! I'm going in to slay the demon!"
Yang Zhao had barely finished speaking.
The serpentine mist surged.
An exceptionally tall figure slowly emerged.