C7 Young Master Tang (2)

Suddenly, with a loud bang, a snowflake flew in all directions, and they saw the young man spinning his body out of the snow, his right hand stretched straight up, and stopped rising about ten meters away from the ground. Then, his body rotated in the opposite direction, and slowly landed on the ground, while the young man's hand, which had not been moving all this time, was now constantly waving, and as his right hand continued to move, his body continuously spinning and landing, a large amount of pink colored petals suddenly appeared in the sky, falling along with the young man.

After the youth's body quickly spun and landed, the large expanse of pink petal peach blossoms in the air also sped up its descent, falling straight towards Shao Jianyulanfeng and the other two.

Shao Jian looked at the petals and from time to time, they revealed traces of silvery-white light. He hurriedly shouted at Lan Feng: "Quickly retreat! This is the Tang Sect's' Freshman's Language '.

Once Lan Feng heard that this was one of the Tang Men in Middle Shu's top skills, the 'Little Legionnaire Language', he did not dare to be careless and quickly flew out of the competition grounds.

On the other hand, Shao Jian used the nameless sword technique that he had used with the Master Xuanyang last time. With his unyielding personality, he wanted to see just how powerful the Tang Men in Middle Shu's hidden weapons were.

Shao Jian's sword pointed towards the sky and waved quickly, his figure also moving left and right below him. Following Shao Jian's increase in speed, one shadow after another flashed by quickly, not any weaker than Lan Feng's' Art of the Broken Shadow '.

After a short while, as Shao Jian's longsword danced, a distinct pattern of eight trigrams gradually appeared in the air above him, revealing a layer of black light, as it blocked the petals that floated down from the sky. Some of the petals, accompanied by the silver needles, were blasted away by the sword qi emitted by the eight trigrams, falling onto the ground, but there were a few that passed through the true qi wave created by the eight trigrams, and quickly enveloping Shao Jian.

There was a clear sound, and the Eight Trigrams that was pierced by the silver needles finally crumbled, shattered, and in the end, disappeared. Taking advantage of the broken Eight Trigrams, Shao Jian's figure stopped, and with a flash, he rushed towards the young man once again.

The youth saw that the situation wasn't looking good. He waved his hands and another row of concealed weapons flew out.

Shao Jian indifferently looked at the youth and thought to himself, "The Tang Sect is only so."

However, he had never met a true expert of the Tang Sect who had such thoughts. It was because he had underestimated the Tang Clan this time that he entered the martial arts world and once again encountered an expert of the Tang Clan. He had nearly lost his life at the hands of that expert.

Returning back to look at Shao Jian, he saw that the other party had released another hidden weapon, so he flew to the side, and used his palm to knock the flying concealed weapon off, and then with a flick of his body, he moved forward, and extended his hand out to grab the youth's wrist.

With a flip of his wrist, a thin needle glowing with green light appeared between his two fingers, following that, he extended his two fingers forward, just in time to meet Shao Jian's hand.

Feeling that something was wrong, Shao Jian immediately retracted his hand that he had grabbed, moved his body, and arrived at the side of the young man.

With a low snort, the young man was unable to withdraw his hand in time, and with Shao Jian's shot, the poison pierced into his finger. The young man's panicked face suddenly changed, and he saw that his finger that was pierced by the poison needle had turned red, then swollen and purple, and there was even a cyan light shining from it, the poison from the wound was still seeping in, if he did not immediately expel the poison, his life would be in danger.

Shao Jian didn't have time to think, he quickly sealed all of the big points on the young man's arm, controlling the poison in his palm, preventing it from spreading upwards. Then, he got Lan Feng to take out the Fire Seed, built up a fire, then pulled out a dagger from his body.

Shao Jian quickly heated up the dagger on top of the fire to let Lan Feng support the teenager. The teenager's swollen hand had a cut on it, black blood mixed with venom flowed out, following that, Shao Jian sat down cross-legged and started to treat the teenager's poison.

After half an incense of time, the youth's mental state started to clear up, and his poisoned palm also recovered its color. Shao Jian helped him to unseal his acupuncture points, and because he had exhausted too much of his true qi, he was tired to the point that he was sweating profusely.

When he opened his eyes, the young lad was looking at him apologetically, and Shao Jian asked: "Are you alright?"

The youth replied, "I just took the antidote pill I brought with me. I'm fine now." After a pause, he said, "Thank you for saving me. I am extremely grateful. The earlier incident was caused by me. I hope you can forgive me."

Lan Feng laughed: "This has nothing to do with me, if you want to thank, then thank my senior brother. He was the one who forced the poison out for you, if it was me, I wouldn't be so kind right now." As he spoke, he pointed to Shao Jian who was standing by the side.

Shao Jian looked at the young man and said: "Seems like you are a member of the Tang Family. I wonder what business do you have here?"

The youth straightforwardly replied, "That's right. I really am from the Tang Clan. It's just that I've been at home for a long time, so I came out to take a breather." Then, he cupped his fists and said: "I am Tang Yi, I wonder what your names are, can you please enlighten me, if you do not mind, how about we become friends?"

Lan Feng laughed out loud: "Just a moment ago you were still fighting to the death, and now you're calling me brother again. Fine, I'll be making this friend of yours, this is called 'friendship without a fight', haha, I am Lan Feng, he is my senior brother Shao Jian." He pointed at Shao Jian. Then he said, "It's getting late. Where are you planning to go? It's quite a distance away from Shu."

Tang Yi smiled slightly: I am currently staying at the foot of the mountain with a few of my followers. This time when I came to hunt, they wanted to come with me, but they were stopped by me, they should be waiting for me now, it's getting late, I should also go back, to prevent them from getting anxious, hehe.

After saying that, he cupped his fist and bid farewell to Shao Jian and the other woman, and then disappeared into the forest. His voice sounded out, "If you have any urgent matters, you can come find me at the Tang Sect. Remember that we are friends, you must come look for me …"

Lan Feng faced the distance and shouted, "Remember, if there is anything you need, you will definitely come to Shu to find you."

Shao Jian said to Lan Feng, "We should also head back now, so as to prevent everyone from getting worried."

Lan Feng smiled and said: "Alright, I will do as senior says." As he spoke, the two of them also ran towards the direction of Mount Wudang …

Who sang that familiar song in this winter evening?

Who was dancing in the valley under the setting sun?

The sun retracted its radiant smile and disappeared into the boundless night sky …