C32 The Woman in White
C32 The Woman in White
However, today's battle with this guy from the Qing Yun Sect had made Zhou Yang feel the difference in strength. He understood that there was always someone stronger than him, and that there was always someone stronger than him.
That feeling of powerlessness was like a needle, piercing deeply into Zhou Yang's heart.
When he found out that a powerful opponent was coming to find trouble with him, he had been constantly improving his strength, but he still couldn't even withstand a single strike!
Now that he knew the importance of strength, it seemed like it was already too late...
"No, I can't just give up like this... I still have to wait for Nana to come back..."
"I still have to explain my relationship with Su Mei to senior sister..."
Zhou Yang struggled. A surge of motivation surged in his heart. Even if he knew that there was no hope of survival, he did not want to die in humiliation like this!
"Ah!"
Zhou Yang condensed the Genuine Qi that had been scattered by his opponent and endured the intense pain on his back. He slowly got up from the ground and barely managed to stabilize his body. However, forcefully circulating his strength, it made the Genuine Qi in his body feel like it was on the verge of collapse. The figure that was on the verge of collapse looked extremely miserable.
" Yo? I didn't think that trash like you would have the strength to stand up."
The man sneered and looked at Zhou Yang as if he was looking at a corpse. In his heart, Zhou Yang was just a reward for his meritorious service. The man continued to speak with disdain. "Why struggle? I, Qingshan, have already taken half a step into the Foundation Stage. You can't defeat me!"
"Even if I die, I will never let you defeat me so easily..."
Zhou Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His lips trembled, and he slowly raised his fist. Step by step, he slowly walked towards Qingshan.
"Then let me give you a quick death, haha!"
Qing Shan looked at Zhou Yang, who was struggling in his deathbed. A cold smile emerged on his face. He raised his palm and saw a boundless Genuine Qi surging in his palm. After that, his palm slashed towards Zhou Yang's neck.
A trace of despair appeared in Zhou Yang's eyes. The Genuine Qi that was forcefully condensed in his body was instantly scattered by his opponent's Qi.
"Nana, daddy might not be able to wait for you to come back..."
Just as Zhou Yang was about to be killed by Qingshan, suddenly, a sound of metal colliding rang in Zhou Yang's ears. After waiting for a long time, he realized that he was not dead yet.
Zhou Yang opened his eyes and saw a woman in white in a trance. In her hand. She was standing in front of him with a sharp sword in her hand. The back of the figure was thin, but there seemed to be a powerful force hidden within the thin body.
"Who is it? How could he block my killing blow?"
Qing Shan was shocked. Just now, when his palm was about to touch Zhou Yang, a sharp sword forcefully blocked his palm, neutralizing his attack.
"Miss, thank you for your kindness... Cough cough, you are no match for him, let's go... "
Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment and quickly said. He was grateful in his heart, but he did not want to implicate others because of him.
This Qingshan was half a step into the Foundation Stage, and he was an expert at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. In this plane, perhaps not many people were his match.
The white-clothed woman didn't say anything, as if she hadn't heard Zhou Yang's words at all.
She turned her wrist, and the long sword in her hand produced a few sword flowers, which she thrust straight at Qingshan.
"Alright, I didn't expect that there would be such an expert here. Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"
Qing Shan laughed wildly. His laughter was filled with confidence and arrogance. The fact that this woman could block his attack indicated that she was very powerful. It should be the Ancient Martial Cultivator passed down in this plane.
During the year when he was searching for Zhou Yang, Qing Shan had fought with a few Ancient Martial Cultivator, but none of them were a match for Qing Shan!
He was a cultivator, not someone like the Ancient Martial Cultivator who cultivated the physique could be compared to!
Zhou Yang took a deep breath and slowly sat on the ground, trying to find a way to stabilize his injuries.
He could have escaped while the white-clothed woman was stalling Qingshan, but his personality did not allow him to do so.
If he let this girl die for nothing because of him, he would definitely have a guilty conscience!
Zhou Yang held the Spiritual Bead to recover his injuries while observing the battle situation on the battlefield.
This white-clothed girl's strength was really strong!
There was not a single fluctuation of Genuine Qi on her body, but her martial arts moves were extremely powerful. With each move and stance, she actually forced Qing Shan to retreat in defeat!
She should be the same as Hong Shan, belonging to the classification of martial artists!
Originally, after defeating Hong Shan, Zhou Yang felt that those martial artists were nothing special. What was the use of just relying on their moves and physical fitness?
But after seeing the strength of the white-clothed woman today, Zhou Yang was completely shocked!
Sure enough, ancient martial arts could exist for so long. There were indeed reasons and strengths to it. Otherwise, it would have long been buried in the long river of history.
Zhou Yang even felt that when the woman in white swung her sword, there was a different kind of beauty.
"Is this the strength of an ancient martial arts expert?"
Zhou Yang clenched his fist and felt a strong sense of defeat. This girl was so young and similar to him, but she was already so powerful. It was hard to imagine how powerful the Ancient Martial Cultivator was.
However, Zhou Yang was not a person who liked to be discouraged. He even had an idea. If he combined martial arts and cultivation...
The situation in the arena was very obvious. The green mountain Genuine Qi surged and sent out dozens of moves, but it was unable to harm the white-clothed woman in the slightest. He was extremely shocked. Ever since he started his apprenticeship, he had never encountered such an expert of the same generation!
"Ha..."
The woman in white lightly shouted and her sword light danced. Green Mountain only felt dizzy in front of his eyes. That long sword was pressed against his throat.
Qing Shan swallowed his saliva and looked at the young woman who had defeated him. His eyes were filled with shock, afraid that if she was not careful, the long sword would pierce his throat.
Zhou Yang, who was standing at the side, was secretly shocked. This woman was indeed extraordinary. It had only been a short period of time and she had already subdued Qing Shan. That was a Qi Disciple level twelve expert!
Under the hands of this girl in white, Qing Shan was like a three-year-old child. The clothes on his body had been cut into pieces by the sword Qi, and his blood was dripping.
"Your martial arts do not belong to the ancient martial arts. I have never seen it before. Where did you come from?"
The woman in white spoke for the first time, but it was as if she had suddenly plunged into a cold ice cellar. The coldness was bone-piercing.
If it wasn't for the fact that the woman in white had saved Zhou Yang, he would have felt a chill run down his spine.
Qing Shan narrowed his eyes and sneered. He didn't notice the blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he burst into laughter and spoke with a determined tone. "Since I have been defeated by you, I will kill you if I want to. It's impossible for me to reveal my identity! "
This Qingshan had some backbone, but he was Zhou Yang's enemy. Zhou Yang was afraid that he would expose his identity, so he struggled to stand up and said to the lady in white, "No need to talk nonsense with him, just kill him!"
" It is because I, Qingshan, am not good at learning... "
As Qingshan spoke, his right hand secretly gathered the last of his strength, wanting to kill the woman in white.