Chapter 121 Breaking the Stalemate (3\\3)_3

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"I bet this fine sword." Sёarch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.The man's eyes widened as he stared for a long while, his rough voice saying, "I have nothing that can match that bet." "But I have this poor life of mine, young brother. If you win, this life will be at your disposal!" "Bet or not?" With no money to bet, he was staking his own life, not giving an inch, not backing down by a hair's breadth. It was absurd yet brimming with valor. And all of this was just because of a verbal disagreement. Wang Anfeng's heart shook slightly at the crude and wild aura, but his face showed no sign of faltering. Looking around at the surrounding Jianghu underlings, he felt like he was being surrounded by wolves, unwilling to show the slightest weakness in his demeanor. Holding his longsword high, he also shouted, "Bet!!" Although he was young and had not yet reached his twentieth year, the spirit he displayed at this moment was no less than that of the Jianghu underlings around him. They, who adored bold men, instantly disregarded whether he was friend or foe, and took a liking to Wang Anfeng, cheering loudly, "Good!" "Hahaha, that's a real man!" Xia Changqing saw the situation spiraling out of his control, and the strange broken blade in his hand hit the bluestone again, slightly faster than before. Yet, for some reason, this weapon, which contained a hint of Divine Weapon power, seemed to have met its natural enemy as soon as the young man spoke, and its effectiveness greatly diminished. But he couldn't leave at this moment either. Apart from Zhu Jian'an, there were still five Middle Third Rank martial artists. They did not know that this was Wang Anfeng acting on his own. Seeing him stand with Zhu Jian'an, they assumed it was arranged by the Chief Arrestor, so their current positions had Xia Changqing's path of retreat blocked, making it difficult for him to leave. So, he could only watch the youngster whisper to someone nearby, see that person nod and quickly walk away, with four or five dozen Patrol Officers dispersing into the distance, and soldiers and townsfolk watching. The bluish-garbed young man, like a drawn longsword, was gazing back at him, and Xia Changqing suddenly felt unease rising in his heart. Moments later, when he saw that the items the man brought were various medicinal ingredients, his heart gave a slight jolt, and he felt regret. Wang Anfeng took the medicinal herbs, using borrowed tools to prepare the medicine. Since many of the medicines were already formed, many processing steps were skipped. Shortly after, he produced the medicine that the old man in his memory had taught him. As his fingers touched it, he felt a slight corrosive pain, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. At this moment, it was as if he was waiting to thrust the final sword. The youth was exuding a sharpness that was difficult to look directly at. He looked towards Xia Changqing and said aloud, "This medicine can cause the wound to age..." "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Xia, you have treated these disciples as expendables, having them fake the wounds of betrayal, to carry out the tasks you commanded, and then personally killing them!" The scholar's face no longer bore a friendly color, and he couldn't smile. In such a situation, not many could still manage to smile. Being 'questioned and slandered,' one naturally should not smile. So, he coldly said, "Young brother, who do you propose to test the medicine on? You should know, the wounds on a living person and a dead person are not the same." Testing poisons on a living person is a great taboo for medical families. Upon hearing this, the crowd's faces showed a hint of hesitation. Just then, the same burly man who had wagered his life with Wang Anfeng stepped forward decisively and fearlessly, saying, "I'll do it!" No sooner had he spoken than he drew the dagger from his waist, slicing a large wound on his arm, took the medicine in hand, and applied it directly to his wound. His expression visibly twisted with extreme pain, but he endured without a sound, his temples throbbing with pulsing veins and beads of cold sweat emerging, until he could no longer bear it and finally let out a tiger-like roar, releasing his palm. His entire body was trembling slightly. And what the crowd saw on his arm was not a fresh wound. It had already stopped bleeding, starting to scab over, and judging by the color of the surrounding skin, it must have been there for at least a year or two. Their hearts were shaken at the sight. They were not fools, merely prejudiced and unsettled by the sinister weapon. Now that both deceptions were exposed, and seeing this scene, what was there left to misunderstand? At that moment, his heart filled with both shock and anger, his gaze upon the scholar turned even more hostile. The latter slightly furrowed his brows and sneered, "Indeed, that was a clever tactic, but what does it prove?" "At most, it just shows that you have control over this secret medicine." Wang Anfeng lowered his eyes and said, "Could the gentleman prove that you have never used such a secret medicine?" Xia Changqing's expression turned slightly ugly. It was at that moment Wang Anfeng suddenly spoke again, "Protector Xia claimed that the assassin was your scout, but do you know, on the day he was killed, who was he supposed to strike at?" Xia Changqing felt a jolt in his heart, a sense of unease suddenly arising within him. Wang Anfeng said softly, "It was none other than the thirteenth legitimate son of the Murong noble clan from Fufeng of Great Qin." Suddenly, a commotion arose from the crowd, and a handsome young man in a yellow robe leaped up, waving his hands and shouting loudly, "It's me, yes, it's me!" Find adventures at My Virtual Library Empire "It was I whom Brother Wang saved!" His voice was filled with excitement, as if he deemed being kidnapped a matter worth boasting about. Wang Anfeng had no desire to pay him any heed, acting as if he had not seen him, and turned to look at Xia Changqing, "Let's set aside the matter of cleaning your own house for the moment." "Sowing discord with fallacies, fabricating baseless allegations, and intending to harm those in the Imperial Court is a fact." "What should be the punishment for such crimes?" The scholar's expression turned ugly as he looked at Wang Anfeng in front of him, and at the Jianghu martial artists around with equally troubled expressions. Suddenly, he burst into loud laughter, his demeanor wild and unrestrained, "All these are just claims from your side." "Just because you say it is so, does it make it so? I am a person of Jianghu, and if my crimes are to be judged, it should be by the people from The Number One Manor in the World, not by someone like you..." Before he could finish his last word, a streak of light suddenly illuminated the sky. As if silenced, Heaven and Earth fell into dead quiet, with only that streak of light speeding forth. The grey-robed scholar's right arm, which held a dagger, was shredded by the ferocious Vigorous Qi, flesh and blood flying in all directions, and it took several breaths of time before the violent wind and the sound of tearing through the air rose, deafening to the ears. Xia Changqing's face suddenly turned pale. A stern male voice echoed through Heaven and Earth. "Matters of Jianghu should naturally be dealt with by The Number One Manor in the World." "But this is Fufeng County." "The evidence is conclusive, but the crime does not warrant death." As the voice fell, Xia Changqing, already pale-faced, realized the extent of his injuries, his expression chilling slightly. Indeed, it was not unto death. He then raised his eyes again to look at the young man in blue, his plans of leveraging the situation shattered because of him. Although resentment poisoned his heart for a moment, he also felt a trace of admiration for the other's resourcefulness and wits. But following the admiration was an ever colder killing intent. PS: Third update... The plot was hanging in a rather boring spot, so I finished it, and now... I have to kneel.

Chapter 121 Breaking the Stalemate (3\\3)_3

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