Chapter 112 The Western Sea Sword King

Ever since the mysterious man, the Great Wheel King, and the West Sea Blade King appeared with Xie Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Long Kui has had a solemn expression.

"The Great Wheel King... Luo Sanwan, the Sword King of the Western Sea..." she murmured, her gaze sweeping over the man in the bamboo hat, her brows furrowing slightly. "They've actually gotten involved with him; what wolfish ambitions!"

Hearing Longkui mutter to herself, Qu Feiyan quickly asked, "Sister Longkui, do you know those people? Are they very powerful?"

Longkui nodded.

Lin Zhennan looked anxious and said urgently, "Miss Long, those people..."

"They are all top-tier experts." Long Kui spoke slowly, her voice not loud, but it sent a chill down the spines of everyone on the ship.

"The Great Wheel King, a Dharma protector of Tibet, possesses unfathomable martial arts skills and is the number one master in Tibet."

Luo Sanwan, the Sword King of the West Sea, was one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult. It is said that when he was young, his lover was killed by the Qinghai Sect. To avenge this, he practiced swordsmanship at the bottom of the West Sea for ten years. After mastering the skill, he single-handedly attacked the Qinghai Sect, leaving no one alive. The Qinghai Sect was thus wiped out.

He later joined the Ming Cult, becoming one of the Four Great Protectors. With a single strike, none survived. "That one wearing the bamboo hat..."

She paused, a cold smile playing on her lips: "The one who attacked me that night."

Lin Zhennan and his wife were shocked, remembering what Shi Potian had told them: this person was a great master who could rival Long Kui.

Sarutobi Higetsu gripped his sword tightly and said in a deep voice, "Miss Long, this man dares to call himself the Sword King. I'd like to have a go at him."

He had already recognized Longkui as the Sunflower Girl from that day, and he was filled with apprehension. If even she said she was powerful, then she must be extraordinary.

Long Kui did not answer, but looked at the ship and at Shi Potian at the bow. Shi Potian still stood straight, showing no fear in the face of so many experts.

She suddenly smiled.

"Interesting," she said softly. "Our young head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) really is fearless."

She turned to Lin Zhennan and his wife: "Chief镖师 Lin, Madam, do you trust me?"

Lin Zhennan was taken aback, then nodded: "Miss Long, please speak."

Longkui said, "Let the boat come closer, and we'll jump onto the young镖头's boat. Rather than being separated and surrounded, it's better to stick together; that way, we still have a chance of survival."

Qu Feiyan said, "Sister Long is right. There are so many Beggar Clan disciples on that boat, they are hesitant to act rashly."

Lin Zhennan took a deep breath and said to the boatman, "Move closer!"

The boatman was already trembling with fear, but there was nothing he could do but row desperately as the large boat slowly sailed toward the direction where Shi Potian was.

Seeing the large ship move, the Beggars' Sect's small boats surrounding them shouted and tried to stop it. Sarutobi Riyue jumped off the boat and leaped back and forth between the small boats, wielding his sword. In an instant, men and horses were thrown about, and the Beggars' Sect disciples were no match for him, falling into the lake one after another.

"Get out of the way!" Sarutobi Higetsu shouted.

The Beggars' Sect disciples were intimidated by his martial arts skills and dared not approach him for a moment.

The large ship finally approached the ship where Shi Potian was.

Longkui lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her bright red dress drew a graceful arc in the air before landing steadily beside Shi Potian.

Lin Zhennan and his wife, Qu Feiyan, and Long Kui's maid all jumped over the boat one after another.

Shi Potian looked at the crowd that had gathered around him, and it suited his needs perfectly.

Longkui walked to his side and stood beside him, her gaze sweeping over the people on the opposite boat.

The people opposite were shocked to see Long Kui suddenly appear.

The Great Wheel King shouted, "Are there more experts on the other side?"

The mysterious man chuckled, "Don't be alarmed, Your Highness. She's only retained a tenth of her former skill. Otherwise, why would she be on Young Master Lin's ship? I reckon she hired him as her bodyguard."

"Otherwise, we will have toiled in vain again."

The Great Wheel King was skeptical, looking at Long Kui's composed demeanor and restrained spirit, clearly a peerless master whose internal energy had reached the realm of returning to simplicity.

Xie Feng, ultimately falling short, exclaimed in surprise, "This person's martial arts are extremely high?"

The Western Sea Blade King coldly said, "If she recovers her power, I, Luo, will have no choice but to jump into the lake to escape."

Jie Feng and the Qinglian Envoy gasped in shock.

Longkui remained expressionless and did not deny it, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly: "Even if I only have 10% of my strength left, I can still take you down with me."

"When fortune smiles, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fortune turns, even heroes are powerless. I never expected that instead of catching the big fish Zhang Lianxu, we would catch an even more extraordinary one. This is heaven's way of helping us achieve great things."

The man burst into laughter.

Jie Feng, however, became wary. Hearing that there were such unknown experts on the other side, he was even less willing to launch a direct attack. His gaze fell on Long Kui, then he looked at Shi Potian, and slowly said:

"Young Master Escort, I'm giving you one last chance. Take your companions and leave, leaving the Zhang siblings behind. I promise I won't harm them. As long as they hand over the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, I'll let them go."

Shi Potian shook his head, repeating his previous statement: "If they're unwilling to give it, you can't take it from them. I'm taking them with me."

After a moment of silence, Jie Feng finally sighed.

"Then... I'll have to offend you."

He raised his hand, about to swing it down—

"Wait a minute."

The man wearing a straw hat suddenly spoke.

He said to Luo Sanwan, "Knife King, is Young Master Lin skilled in the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth from your sect? Could he be a disciple secretly trained by Brother Piaoranzi?"

Luo Sanwan said decisively, "There is absolutely no such possibility."

"It seems I misunderstood. I recently heard that the young镖头 (bodyguard) fought a fierce battle with the Songshan Sect for Qu Yang, and I began to suspect I had misunderstood before. I just didn't expect there to be other divine skills in the world that could rival the Qiankun Great Shift. Could the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual truly be an all-encompassing martial arts treasure?"

The Great Wheel King laughed and said, "Although I have never met Lin Yuantu, I have heard of him. I have only heard that his swordsmanship is invincible, but I have never heard of anything else."

Luo Sanwan said, "There's no need to guess. Let me test the young镖头's skills and see if he really has the ability to rival the divine skills of my sect."

After speaking, he slowly drew his long sword from his waist and pointed it at Shi Potian: "I heard that Tian Boguang, a wandering swordsman, was captured alive by the young镖头 and brutally tortured. Today is the perfect day to avenge him."

After speaking, he reached behind him and took three large bowls. The bowls had wide mouths and an antique glaze, clearly old objects from years of drinking. He casually tossed them, and the bowls floated lightly on the lake surface, where they remained steadily afloat.

While everyone was still wondering, Luo Sanwan leaped off the boat and lightly landed on a wine bowl.

A bowl, a person, a long knife held at an angle, standing proudly against the wind.

The lake water rippled slightly in the wind, yet the bowl remained upright, leaving the Beggar Clan disciples who were watching in astonishment.

"Young Master Lin," Luo Sanwan's cold voice echoed across the lake, "come down. We'll settle this with a single strike right here on this lake. If you win, this matter is over; if you lose, all is lost."

Shi Potian found it so interesting that he forgot to pay attention to him for a moment.

But he didn't move, and some people nearby couldn't hold back any longer.

"Hmph, putting on airs and daring to call yourself the Sword King. Try my sword first before you challenge my lord."

With a cold shout, Sarutobi Nichigetsu suddenly leaped up and skimmed across the lake.

The man was in mid-air, his Japanese sword already drawn.

"A single slash against the wind!"