Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 60

[61. Chapter 61]

Except for Wang Youhuai, who had seen Meng Jintang use swords, and Chen Shen, who knew that the sect was good at swordsmanship, many guests fell into a kind of deathly silence called “fuck”. Among them, those with sharp ears and eyes, such as Pai The Golden Whip Club, where people were inquiring about the news, and Nanjiabao, who was affected by the attack,

Look at Meng Jintang’s neat movements… So is the Hanshan Sect a sect that is good at using swords?

Someone secretly asked Chen Shen, and the reply he received was, “Our sect is indeed a sect that is good at swordsmanship.”

“…”

This is really a piece of news that makes passers-by shut up about it.

Considering Meng Jintang’s age, her ability to practice such a masterful palm technique as “Fu Lu Hand” has already challenged the endurance of Jianghu people. But now it is discovered that this girl is better at swordsmanship.

The martial arts giants who were watching didn’t know whether they should thank Jin Wangsun for a moment – thanks to his bravery and sneak attack, they had the opportunity to see the girl’s true ability.

In the hall.

The wind gradually died down, but the flame on the candle was still flickering.

The thin blade of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground – although it was a soft sword, under the infusion of Meng Jintang’s true energy, its hard and sharp points were no less than an ordinary sharp sword.

Meng Jintang smiled: “President Jin just said that he could give me three moves.”

Jin Wangsun: “…” He was just polite and polite.

Under the candlelight, all the guests could see that Jin Wangsun’s face looked as if someone had forced a chestnut covered in thorns into his throat, and he couldn’t swallow it or spit it out.

Meng Jintang smiled brightly: “Huizhu Jin is a well-known hero in the world. He makes promises worth thousands of dollars, so it would be disrespectful for me to refuse.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin silver light flashed, and he pointed softly towards Jin Wangsun’s forehead. Jin Wangsun felt a chill in his brows, and a slight stinging pain in his eyebrows. He was so frightened that he pulled away and retreated. He failed in one move. , even though he held the whip in his hand, he did not dare to attack, he just defended the door tightly.

The green shadow rises and falls, bringing up the silver light flying all over the sky. On one side is the long-established wealthy man in the world, and on the other is an unknown young girl. In the end, it is the girl who presses the high-roller and beats him. The guests next to him look at the golden king and his grandson. As soon as they met, they were forced to retreat, and everyone was amazed.

Jin Wangsun finally grabbed a little gap and decisively shook the golden whip. In an instant, the shadow of the whip fell like petals. Meng Jintang flicked his wrist, wrapped his fingers softly around the sword and the light of the sword suddenly became bright. The shadow of the whip was brushed away as soon as it touched the sword light. Just like falling flowers flowing with the water, they disappear without a trace in an instant.

Meng Jintang casually removed the force from Jin Wangsun’s long whip, and then stabbed the opponent’s throat with his sword. This move seemed ordinary, but in fact, there was an undercurrent surging, and there were countless back-up moves. Jin Wangsun looked at him fiercely, and he shot out one after another. Moves, one whip to the east, one whip to the west, and the guests saw only the shadows of the swords rising up one after another. The sword light poured out like a curtain, and sometimes the silver light burst out, like the waves that kept rising and falling under the breeze, and like countless waves. The water chestnut flowers bloom above the lake.

——”Linchi Sword Technique” is only a sword technique with the highest level four, but with the bonus of her realm, it is not inferior to Xu Zaiyu’s “White Cloud Sword”.

The golden whip trembled, and Jin Wangsun struck the opponent in nine different directions at the same time. It was his famous move Qiyan Jiudian. Faced with the same move, Meng Jintang’s breaking method was different from Chen Shen’s. The sword force became sharper and transformed. Entering the “Lin” formula in “Hanshan Sword Art”, he thrust out ten swords almost at the same time. The first nine swords were all pierced on the long whip, and the last sword pierced Jin Wangsun’s wrist as fast as lightning.

Thick Xuanxu Qi poured in along the wound. Jin Wangsun let out a loud cry and released his weapon. Meng Jintang reached forward with his left arm and dexterously copied the enemy’s golden whip. With a turn of his wrist, the sound of the whip hitting the air was instantaneous. When it sounded, the long whip shook out several golden circles, which were extremely flexible, as if it were a swimming dragon returning to the sea.

Meng Jintang uses a sword in his right hand and a whip in his left hand. This is not a matching two-handed martial arts. Only the high level of martial arts can force him to command. At this moment, the long sword in his right hand draws a large circle, blocking the golden whip that wants to rescue the leader. Assembling the crowd, he waved the golden whip with his left hand, and the long whip rolled up quickly, like a golden dragon flying in the air. At the same time, it circled Jin Wangsun’s neck, arms and lower body, and sealed the way forward and retreat. This is the “Golden Dragon Whip” The last move in the game is “Yuchan Chenyou”.

Jin Wangsun’s wrist was injured and he lost his weapon. How could he resist it? He shrank down in a hurry. In an instant, he felt a chill coming from the top of his head. It turned out that his hat had been knocked off, and a lot of hair had been shaved off. , then his upper body and legs were tightened, and Meng Jintang tied him up with a golden whip, and then gently pulled him, and his whole body suddenly flew into the air and landed in front of the girl.

Before Meng Jintang could say anything, he saw Jin Wangsun’s eyes bulging, his lips trembling, and cold sweat dripping down his face. He was obviously extremely frightened. After all, Jin Wangsun was also the leader of a famous gang, firmly occupying the third position in Yezhou. Unexpectedly, disaster struck. When he was young, he actually lost his composure like this. He was really not a good man. When they saw this scene, even the subordinates in the Golden Whip Club looked down upon him.

Jin Wangsun suddenly shouted: “You are not a little girl, you, you are that old ghost!”

Meng Jintang: “…”

She felt that the other person was scolding her, but she wasn’t entirely sure.

Meng Jintang was curious: “What does Chairman Jin mean?”

While speaking, she slightly increased the strength on her hands, sincerely hoping that the other party would explain honestly, otherwise she would have to hand it over to the professionals at Qing Moth Palace without any regrets. Judging from Lin Zhiqi’s past experience, Jin Wangsun finally They will definitely be very cooperative.

On Jin Wangsun’s side, his comprehensive defense ability was at the lowest point in his life, probably due to the severe mental damage he suffered. His eyes were straight and his steps were wandering. He was only slightly forced and quickly revealed the situation without much struggle. When he spoke, , with a certain ethereal meaning in his tone, as if he had forgotten that he was currently in the banquet hall of Nanjiabao.

According to Jin Wangsun’s own account, when he was learning the whip technique from his master, he was still unable to learn the last two moves of the “Golden Dragon Whip”, “Yao Hai Long Gui” and “Jade Chariot Travel”. He felt that the master had hidden selfish intentions and hated him. As his thoughts deepened, he assassinated the other party. This whipping technique was his master’s unique martial art. He didn’t even know it, and no one else could learn it. Meng Jintang was able to use it, and it was probably because the old ghost refused to rest in peace, so he possessed it. He took this girl’s body and took the opportunity to take revenge.

This is the big secret that he has hidden in his heart. He has not forgotten it for decades. When he saw that familiar whipping technique again today, his whole body felt as if he was struck by thunder. He had forgotten all about the martial arts meeting and Nanjia Fort. Finally, there was only one voice that kept echoing in my ears: “It’s that old ghost who comes to take revenge! It’s that old ghost who comes to take revenge!”

Meng Jintang, who relied on system functions to learn and improve “Golden Dragon Whip”: “…”

She looked at the fallen hair from Jin Wangsun on the ground and felt very bald. She felt as if she had struggled to memorize the entire article but found that the teacher only checked the first natural paragraph.

Meng Jintang originally thought that the opponent had been immersed in this whipping technique for many years, so he paid special attention before going on the stage. In the end, he successfully hit Jin Wangsun’s face with the word “cai”, and also hit the face of most of the onlookers.

Wan Wangde exclaimed: “Senior sister Ling can also whip?”

Chen Shen: “…”

For him, this is a question that goes beyond the syllabus.

Wan Wangde and the many guests who listened to the conversation with their ears pricked up, interpreted another meaning from Chen Shen’s silence, and instantly felt that Meng Jintang was unfathomable. The depth of the Hanshan Sect must be far beyond everyone’s imagination. .

Meng Jintang thought about how to explain that he could actually use the whip technique that had been lost among his masters, and finally decided——

Simply skip it.

Jin Wangsun is a bit like a cuckoo. Not only did he kill his master, but he also framed and marginalized his fellow disciples. Now, except for himself and his useless adopted sons, no one in the disciples is qualified to come forward as a representative to ask questions. The origin of Meng Jintang’s whip technique.

Wan Wangde began to think, “Golden Dragon Whip” is naturally not as good as the martial arts in sects such as Qixingguan, but it is not an ordinary martial arts that can be mastered in a short time. Seeing how skillfully Meng Jintang performs it, it is obvious that he is well prepared. Long.

He also found that Nanjiabao was polite and respectful to Meng Jintang, and the Blue Moth Palace was equally polite and respectful. The only Golden Whip Club that looked a bit thorny, the leader was not only pushed underground and beaten, but also In front of the heroes of the world, the dark history of the past was shaken off.

Wan Wangde thought, if what happened today was a sophisticated plan that had been in place for a long time, there was a high probability that this young leader Meng would be one of the chess players.

After Jin Wangsun’s defeat, the situation on the field immediately became Nanjiabao vs. Hanshan Sect.

Nan Luo was sitting on the main seat and had been watching quietly. At this moment, he glanced at Zhou Chen, lowered his head and whispered something to his old partner.

Zhou Chen nodded and came on the stage with a smile. After discussing with Meng Jintang, he arranged for someone to take Jin Wangsun under custody and prepare for further questioning. Even if they did not say it explicitly, they all believed that for so many accidents that happened today, this The leader of the Golden Whip Club is definitely an insider. When Jin Wangsun was intact, it was not up to others to do anything, but now that he is in the hands of others, it is not up to him.

When his acupoints were tapped and dragged downwards, Jin Wangsun, who had become nagging because of fear, his cloudy eyes seemed to become clearer, and he suddenly shouted: “Sir, save me!”

As soon as these words were spoken, Meng Jintang felt his hair stand on end. He subconsciously swung his sword and drew a defensive sword circle behind him.

“when!”

A wine glass that came at an extremely fast speed was bounced away by the sword wind and fell to the ground with a clang. The glass was made of ordinary material, but it was not even damaged after being hit hard by the sword in Meng Jintang’s hand.

The person who threw the wine glass was a target that most people didn’t expect. Looking at it from the way, it was not the young leader of the Hanshan Sect that the opponent wanted to hit, but the King of Jin who said something he shouldn’t have said.

In full view of everyone, Shi Shiran, a young man who had been sitting quietly next to Yang Weibian, stood up. His face no longer had the gloomy look before, but instead had a soft smile. He ignored the others for the time being. Instead, he smiled at the “uncle” beside him and said, “Mr. Yang, I am here on business. In order to avoid disturbing others, I used my nephew’s identity.”

Yang Weibian’s expression changed drastically, and at the same time he understood why his nephew was acting a little weird today, and hissed: “You, where did you hide that child?”

The young man smiled: “You don’t ask me who I am, but first ask about my nephew’s whereabouts. It shows that he is a good uncle.” He raised his head slightly, thought for a long time, clapped his hands, smiled and said, “Well, I shouldn’t be a human being.” However, if you can survive until the end of today’s banquet, I will inform you of your nephew’s whereabouts. In this way, Mr. Yang will definitely make a profit.”

Zhou Chen kept staring at the young man’s every move, and a figure gradually appeared in his mind. He couldn’t help but said: “Your Excellency, are you Mr. Wen Feiqiong and Mr. Wen?”

Hearing the words “Wen Feiqiong”, hundreds of guests inside and outside the hall all fell silent in an instant, waiting for the other party’s answer. Except for the sound of wind and snow, there was not even a trace of conversation heard around them.

The young man smiled and said: “Wen heard that Nanjiabao is holding a birthday party for the old fort master. All the heroes from the past are invited to be guests, so they came over to take a look at the excitement.”

When Zhou Chen heard this, his expression changed. He was an old man in the world, and he had seen many storms and waves in his life. When he saw the smile of the young man in front of him, and thought of the rumored ruthlessness of the “Ruthless Sword” Wen Feiqiong, he actually I couldn’t help but tremble in my heart.

When Wen Feiqiong was talking to Zhou Chen, her delicate fingers hidden under her gray sleeves moved slightly. In an instant, the hall shrouded in the cold winter suddenly looked like a spring in March, with petals as white as the moonlight floating up.

This is Wen Feiqiong’s “Sleep Snow Flower”. It takes a lot of internal energy to display. Its appearance is no different from the real petals, but when it is slightly stressed, it will spread out like floating powder. It is really an unstoppable and powerful hidden weapon. .

When many guests who were not poisoned or not deeply poisoned saw this scene, they all turned pale with horror and immediately got up and fled. But with their speed, how could they leave the hall before the petals flew away?

In the sky and earth, large snowflakes fell like white herons.

The candlelight flickered on and off, and suddenly, Meng Jintang’s green shadow flashed, faster than anyone expected. She dodged and blocked the path where the flowers were scattered. Her soft sleeves bulged like clouds, and like water. Waves spread out, covering all the petals, and then moved away after a moment – the snowy flowers were originally scattered in all directions, but now they were neatly packed into the disc for serving vegetables by the girl in green, like a Garnish on the side of dishes.

——”Dew Hand” is a martial art learned from life skills that can be used to collect dew on flower petals. Meng Jintang used the power to remove dust from behind a curtain to drop these soft hidden weapons one by one, and with one brush and one stroke, It’s really as light as cotton wool.

Seeing this, Wen Feiqiong raised the corners of her lips and smiled very softly.

The girl in green looked at the hidden weapon on the plate and felt that such a dangerous item could easily cause trouble to anyone in charge of it. She simply took advantage of the flick of her sleeves again and threw it into her carry-on package – she could pull out a weapon wherever she had it. Zhu Yu, a disciple of the Tang Sect, was in front. When others saw this, they felt that the martial arts practitioners had some pouches containing hidden weapons that outsiders could not detect. There was nothing special about that.

Although Meng Jintang’s martial arts was high, there was only one person after all, and the sect’s refined martial arts was not focused on concealed weapons. Although most of the Youhua was intercepted at this time, a part was still missing.

The leader of the Golden Whip Club, who had been sitting in the third position in the Yezhou Wulin for many years, was looking at the roof of the hall with a pair of dull eyes. His face was decorated with several petals. As soon as the petals touched the human body, Then it fell apart, and his face also cracked open, showing a strange dead gray color.

Wen Feiqiong laughed and sighed: “Huizhu Jin was rude and uncivilized all his life, but at the end of his life he fell into a flower and died. He was considered a romantic scholar for a time.”

His current model was originally a handsome one, but now he smiled brightly and looked like a handsome young man.

Everyone in the hall felt their skin tremble when they saw Wen Feiqiong’s smile, as if there was an invisible murderous aura approaching them.

Wen Feiqiong looked around, first staying on Nan Luo for a moment, nodded, and then moved her gaze to Meng Jintang. After staring for a long time, she stretched out her hand and the disguise on her face was gone, revealing her true face.

The ruthless sword is famous all over the world, but few know what Wen Feiqiong looks like. As a native of the martial arts world who lacks the concept of portrait rights, Wan Wangde stared at it for a long time, feeling that if he was not worried about the building manager getting into trouble because of it, then Wan Wangde would Asking a painting expert to draw Wen Feiqiong’s appearance and sell it is really a good opportunity to make a lot of money.

Wan Wangde thought that the Hanshan Sect’s leader Xiao Meng and the ruthless sword Wen Feiqiong were both unforgettable in appearance and had a strong sense of presence, but their temperaments were completely different, which showed the magic of creation.

Wen Feiqiong took out a jade flute from his sleeve. He had always liked beautiful things. He looked at Meng Jintang seriously for a while and suddenly sighed, his voice full of sincere regret: “What a pity.”

Under normal circumstances, people who are good at flattering people will definitely open their mouths to help connect the previous and the next, giving Wen Feiqiong a chance to express his regrets. However, intimidated by his former reputation, most of the guests did not dare to speak. The only one who dared to speak was Meng Jintang. He chuckled softly and said leisurely: “If I don’t ask what the regret is, then why don’t you, Mr. Wen, continue to talk about it?”

In her eyes, the image of the opponent overlaps with the many NPCs that hold key plot points and have yellow exclamation marks on their heads. As long as the player doesn’t click, they can be like wooden stakes and stick until the end of time.[End of this Chapter.]