Chapter 648: Putting Down

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Author: Feng Huo Xi Zhu HouUpdate Time: 2014-07-04 12:00:02Word Count: 3866

In the northwest frontier, endless yellow sands stretched for miles, covered in withered grass. The entire vista was a desolate yellow. Against this backdrop, a group of men and women in white, fluttering like white butterflies, stood out conspicuously. They entered Liangzhou along the border of Lingzhou, continuing their arc-shaped route until they casually arrived at Liuzhou, the fourth state of Beiliang Dao. Soon after crossing the border, a cavalry unit lay in wait. Ostensibly, their purpose was to escort these immortal masters from a secluded island in the South Sea to Qingcang City, but in reality, it was more for surveillance. Sect Master Tantai Pingjing was indifferent to this, though some of the sect's Qi practitioners felt indignant, believing their good intentions were unappreciated and the young feudal prince was too ungracious. However, the Sect Master didn't need to soothe their feelings because the six hundred light-armored cavalry were incredibly fierce. Their leader was the renowned Li Mofan, Deputy General of the Dragon Elephant Army, a demon-like figure even within the Beiliang Army, known for "slaughtering countless people." His skill in cavalry combat was widely acknowledged as second only to Yuan Zuozong, the cavalry commander.

In the wind and sand, Li Mofan rode at the forefront. Besides the standard three weapons of Beiliang cavalry – spear, saber, and crossbow – he carried two bags of halberds on his horse's flanks, containing no fewer than twenty short halberds. Additionally, two long swords hung from his left and right hips. At a glance, he looked like a mobile armory on horseback. Li Mofan was certainly not an empty show; he was one of the top three archers in the Beiliang Army, with masterful skills in swordsmanship, saber techniques, and spearmanship. Xu Xiao relied heavily on him, once joking that whenever Li Mofan married a woman, he would be made a Deputy Commander, free to choose between cavalry and infantry. The reason for this remark was Li Mofan's unusual, unmentionable preference: his personal guards outside his tent were invariably handsome young soldiers. Xu Xiao always turned a blind eye to this, simply because Li Mofan was too brave and skilled in battle. In any army of Liyang, he would be a pillar capable of bearing the heavy responsibility of a top commander. As the saying goes, "Water that is too clear has no fish." The Beiliang Army's combat prowess came at many hidden costs, such as the exclusion of strategists from prominent families. The presence of individuals like Chu Lushan and Li Mofan further pushed many out of Beiliang's ranks.

The Dragon Elephant cavalry led by Li Mofan and the Qi practitioners of the Guanyin Sect did not interact. Both sides advanced in silence, like two long snakes, one black and one white, gliding across a yellow satin cloth.

Approaching Qingcang City, Li Mofan, at the head of the group, spotted a person in the distance. He abruptly halted his horse, twisted his lips into a look of schadenfreude, and subtly glanced at the white-robed immortal masters nearby. This formidable Beiliang general gently raised his hand, and the entire cavalry unit came to a halt almost simultaneously, without a single sound. Li Mofan turned his horse towards the Guanyin Sect members. With one hand, he lightly rubbed the tail of a halberd in his sheepskin quiver, determined to watch the events unfold from a distance. Directly in front of the Qi practitioners appeared a carriage without a driver. A young man in black stood quietly before it, at his feet lay a gigantic black tiger, lazily dozing. Even while lying down, its towering back almost reached the lanky youth's armpit. Li Mofan instinctively rubbed his neck, remembering clearly. When the Grand Commander first took charge of the Dragon Elephant Army, he and Wang Lingbao, also a deputy general, were quite unconvinced. The two of them went to the training grounds together. Wang Lingbao tried to confront him head-on but was kicked seven or eight zhang away, falling directly out of the arena. Li Mofan lasted a few more moves, but his fate was even worse: he was picked up like a chicken by Xu Longxiang, swung around in a wide arc, and then tossed out of the training grounds. Xu Longxiang, meanwhile, didn't even bother to brush dust off himself. The youth was clearly not satisfied with the fight, so he beckoned to a large group of watching captains, indicating they should take the places of Li Mofan and Wang Lingbao. In the end, including the two deputy generals, twelve captains, and over forty commandants swarmed him, and without exception, all were utterly defeated by the new commander. During this time, Xu Longxiang endured more than a hundred punches and kicks, but apart from occasionally swaying or moving a step or two, he never once fell. In this way, Xu Longxiang firmly secured his position as the Dragon Elephant Army Commander, which led to later feats such as the charge of ten thousand cavalry into the wilderness, and even Xu Longxiang's leisurely pursuit of large bandit groups, leading a crowd of commandants as ordinary skirmishers.

While Li Mofan admired Commander Xu's astonishing martial prowess, capable of single-handedly facing thousands on the battlefield, he still harbored some hidden worries. After all, sparring on the training grounds was not the same as a life-or-death battle between two armies. Often, the most conspicuous generals charging into battle were the most likely to be encircled. Li Mofan himself had experienced over sixty battles, big and small. His most terrifying encounter wasn't a chance one-on-one fight with a famous enemy general amidst a multitude of soldiers, but rather when an inconspicuous old veteran, crouching low, delivered a treacherous knife thrust that not only almost pierced Li Mofan's armor but also nearly shredded his abdomen. Amusingly, Li Mofan still didn't know who that old blade master, appearing like an ordinary soldier, truly was. Furthermore, Li Mofan had seen too many arrogant military experts who ultimately met tragic deaths, either by a rain of arrows or under galloping hooves. Not to mention distant examples, even within the nearby Beiliang Army, there was a specific weapon, the Yufu Treason Crossbow, designed to target powerful enemy generals charging into battle. During the Spring and Autumn Wars, countless martial arts experts from the Jianghu were pierced through by this crossbow. The reason many Jianghu practitioners were unwilling to seek glory on the battlefield was largely because their extraordinary martial arts could easily be overwhelmed by an ant-like sea of soldiers. Moreover, the military has always been a place that values rules, and most Jianghu masters are free spirits who dislike restrictions. The path of martial arts itself is arduous, so once one has achieved prominence, why confine oneself to the military?

Li Mofan sighed, his gaze drifting as he looked at the Grand General's second son, who stood motionless. He recalled accompanying the Grand General to Beiliang. During a celebration banquet midway, the Grand General, intoxicated, raised his cup and pointed towards Taian City, grinning: "The civil officials' legs stay kneeling there day after day. We rough generals who lead armies have traversed the frontiers! We've been through all nine Spring and Autumn kingdoms, except for Southern Tang, which we treated as scraps and threw to that kid Gu Jiantang. Now, only the three states of Beiliang remain. One day, even if I, Xu Xiao, can't personally lead you to the Beimang Royal Court, my son will take you for a tour there." Li Mofan exhaled sharply, his eyes hardening. He had waited nearly twenty years; he was already in his forties, and his five-year-old grandson already knew how to tease the neighbor's little girl. Finally, a big battle was coming!

Xu Longxiang lightly stretched his neck.

Not only the Qi-gazing experts of the Guanyin Sect, but even Sect Master Tantai Pingjing, who was from the same era as the sword-eating patriarch Sui Xingu, felt as if they were facing a great enemy. After stopping, the tall woman's brows furrowed deeply. The "Charcoal Girl" rolled her eyes. What was this scrawny, foolish boy thinking? Did he intend to single-handedly challenge the entire Guanyin Sect? Couldn't he distinguish friend from foe? Since failing to capture the flood dragon in Shu, her mood had been dreadful. To hunt that yellow flood dragon, Mei Yingyi's niece, who had sealed Qi into a bottle, gained a huge advantage. Sun Ya, who carried the Panlong Ding, suffered no losses. Only she was truly pitiful, having wasted two invaluable Chi-rune jade pendants, which she had laboriously obtained from the Great Feng Emperor's tomb. One pendant, when crushed, could transform into a spiritual Chi-dragon, appearing lifelike – truly a priceless treasure. The Charcoal Girl became agitated the moment she saw the scrawny black-clad youth whose identity she knew. With a thought, she darted forward. She simply refused to believe this murderous young man would actually kill someone.

Xu Longxiang hadn't fully "opened his apertures," but he had at least begun. He knew his brother had clashed with these people on the lake outside Youyan Mountain Villa, and later, a young woman who was a "sword embryo" had harbored ill intentions repeatedly. Xu Longxiang came alone to block their path to tell the Guanyin Sect that he was not merely the commander of thirty thousand Dragon Elephant troops; he was just Xu Fengnian's younger brother, Huang Man'er. As for whether the Guanyin Sect understood or was willing to accept this "welcome gift," Xu Longxiang didn't care. Xu Longxiang had initially hesitated whether to simply beat them up or something else, but then he saw the barefoot woman, radiating sword intent rather than sword Qi, dart towards him. Xu Longxiang looked down at his own feet, a smile playing on his lips. He had encountered someone else who disliked wearing shoes. "But that's not a reason for me not to beat you down."

The Charcoal Girl suddenly sensed a powerful surge of killing intent. She closed her eyes, not heading directly for the Butcher's second son, whose formidable reputation was known even in the Southern Frontier. Instead, mid-flight, she lightly tapped, her body arcing through the air, then rapidly descending. Just as her toes were about to touch the ground, she preemptively sensed Xu Longxiang's attack. Her lithe body arched slightly, accelerating another three or four zhang away. From beginning to end, she moved, paused, and traveled in the air as if lotuses bloomed beneath her feet. Li Mofan, leisurely watching from a distance, let out a chuckle. "Not simple," he mused, "even if she's just a little girl who's barely grasped a single 'Finger-Mysteries' technique, her light footwork, both elegant and practical, is enough to make her formidable in the Jianghu." Xu Longxiang's left sole slid an inch sideways in the yellow sand. At the same time, the Charcoal Girl immediately changed her flying trajectory, rising several zhang, then retreating backward in an inverted dive. Her body then spun, her snow-white long sleeves fluttering ethereally, radiating captivating spiritual energy, further emphasizing her untraceable movements before her thunderous strike.

Xu Longxiang moved. He moved directly, in a straight line, colliding with the woman whose movements were so flashy. The Charcoal Girl, at the exact moment Xu Longxiang's knee bent, was still hesitating whether to control her sword to fend him off or to use her light footwork to avoid his edge. In the very next instant, she had no chance to strike. Xu Longxiang delivered a fierce knee strike in mid-air, sending the Charcoal Girl flying – to an outsider, it would have looked as if she had crashed into him herself. The speed was so immense that only Tantai Pingjing, among all the experts present, could discern what truly happened! The Charcoal Girl had completely lost the initiative the instant Xu Longxiang lifted his leg. However, when the two collided, she still adopted a defensive posture, pushing down with both hands to block. Yet, at that moment, Xu Longxiang's hand moved like a hook, grabbing the Charcoal Girl's forehead and pulling it towards his knee, still sending her flying.

Tantai Pingjing narrowed her eyes, slowly regulated her breathing, and prepared to act. The Charcoal Girl's body tumbled through the air, shedding most of the momentum, but soon she was horrified to discover that the unassuming black-clad youth had inexplicably appeared behind her. Next, after being repelled, the Charcoal Girl was kicked in the back, sending her sprawling face-first into the sand.

A shadow appeared between Tantai Pingjing's brows. The youth had made several imperceptible pauses when delivering his kicks, a superposition of "inch force" akin to rolling thunder. This fundamentally defied the common principles of martial arts. Any practitioner who had achieved even minor mastery would understand the importance of continuous flow and seamless execution.

Xu Longxiang was truly elusive, appearing and disappearing like a ghost. After a series of dazzling blurs, the onlookers saw the youth dragging the Charcoal Girl by one leg, slowly walking towards the hundred-plus Qi practitioners of the Guanyin Sect. The Charcoal Girl felt like dying. It wasn't that she didn't want to resist; it was that the bastard's kick had shattered all her vital energy, causing it to flow erratically and uncontrollably. And as if that weren't enough, her intuition told her that if she dared to use her sword-dao talent to control a flying sword, this scrawny black-clad youth would truly kill her.

Xu Longxiang dragged the Charcoal Girl for a distance, then, seemingly bored, he tossed her back to the Guanyin Sect like trash, before beckoning to Tantai Pingjing with a finger. The meaning was clear: the younger one wasn't enough; let the older one try.

Tantai Pingjing showed no anger, but calmly asked, "Have you been intentionally suppressing yourself at the boundary between the Vajra and Finger-Mysteries realms? Are you trying to directly bypass the Heavenly Phenomenon realm and instantly become an Earth Immortal? No one before you has been able to achieve that."

Xu Longxiang did not speak. He always listened only to his older brother. When he was young, his brother often told him Jianghu stories: things like "in martial arts, speed triumphs all," or "a single force can overcome ten skills." He didn't understand them back then but remembered them firmly. After his apertures opened, he naturally came to comprehend them. His brother had also told him that when fighting people, he could chat while fighting, but if he was killing someone, he shouldn't waste time on grand theories—fists were the only truth.

A horseman rode up, raising dust, and came to Li Mofan's side, reporting military intelligence. Li Mofan's expression was strange. He cleared his throat and shouted to Xu Longxiang, "Commander, the Prince has spoken: fighting is allowed, but no killing." As Li Mofan spoke, he burst into laughter. "The Prince also said that if you lose, he'll give you a good thrashing!" Li Mofan shuddered and immediately realized his mistake, then solemnly added, "Commander, this subordinate is merely relaying the Prince's message! Don't you thrash me later!"

The Charcoal Girl, held in the arms of one of the sect elders, was beyond tears and wanted to curse loudly. Neither Xu Fengnian nor Xu Longxiang, these two brothers, seemed to have a clear head! More than ever, she wanted to return to the South Sea and never again set foot on the Central Plains mainland in her life.

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