Chapter 900: Chapter 901: Killing the Enemy with a Single Stone
Nearly an hour had passed, when suddenly, a figure ca flying from afar.
It was an elderly man wearing a kimono, carrying soone on his shoulder, moving swiftly as he flew closer.
In an instant, he arrived at the valley entrance and the figure ca to a stop.
The afternoon sunlight shone upon him; it was indeed Takeda.
And the person he was carrying on his shoulder was none other than Qiansong Hechuan.
It seed he was a bit exhausted from the journey, and with only a few miles to Sword Saint Peak, seeing no pursuers,
Takeda tossed Qiansong Hechuan onto the roadside grass, then struck a point on Qiansong Hechuan’s neck.
“Takeda, you despicable man, you’re actually a spy for the East Japan Sword Saint. I have truly welcod a wolf into my house.” Once the mute acupoint was unsealed, Qiansong Hechuan furiously cursed at Takeda.
“Qiansong Hechuan, years ago, when I pretended to be injured and fell at the Qiansong family doorstep, it was because my master, the East Japan Sword Saint, instructed to find out the whereabouts of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra,” Takeda said with a cold smile.
“But for ten years, I haven’t found any clue or information about the Martial Saint Heart Sutra. You’ve really kept it under wraps. Now, I am forced to capture you and take you back to my master before Fujinagawa gets you.”
“Takeda, even if you take to the East Japan Sword Saint, I won’t tell him the whereabouts of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra,” Qiansong Hechuan said defiantly.
With a cold snort, Takeda said, “Even if you don’t speak, the East Japan Sword Saint has ways to make you talk.”
“Takeda, you finally ca, I’ve been waiting for you a long ti!” Suddenly, a lazy, nonchalant voice echoed around the valley.
Yet the person speaking was nowhere to be seen. Takeda’s expression changed, and he shouted coldly, “Who?!…”
Upon hearing this voice, Qiansong Hechuan could hardly believe his ears. Wasn’t it Lin Fei’s voice?
But how could Lin Fei be here?
Qiansong Hechuan felt like he was dreaming.
At that mont, the leaves on the cliff rustled, and then a figure descended majestically like a mighty roc.
Swish.
Lin Fei landed just two or three ters away from Takeda, with a barely perceptible smile on his face: “Takeda, do you still recognize ?”
Lin Fei had been at the Qiansong family for a very short ti and had only t Takeda a few tis.
Takeda originally thought it was soone from Fujinagawa pursuing him, but upon seeing it was Lin Fei who had landed, he relaxed, smirking coldly, “Oh, it’s Yixue’s cousin. I thought it was soone important. Are you planning to join and pledge allegiance to the East Japan Sword Saint?”
Lin Fei’s true identity was only known to a few relatives in the Qiansong family, so Takeda thought he was just Yixue’s cousin.
And he did not take Lin Fei seriously, thinking he was rely Yixue’s cousin, wondering how formidable he could be.
After all, Qiansong Hechuan only had the strength of a Martial Venerable Ninth Layer.
Lin Fei smiled, “I’m not here to join you in pledging to the East Japan Sword Saint; I’m here to deal with you, the spy sent by the East Japan Sword Saint, and to rescue my uncle.”
Then Lin Fei added, “Oh, I forgot to tell you, I’m not Yixue’s cousin, but his junior disciple Lin Fei. My grandfather is Lin Zheng, and yes, I know where the Martial Saint Heart Sutra is.”
Takeda could hardly believe his ears. This young man was the grandson of Lin Zheng who possessed the Martial Saint Heart Sutra?
And Lin Fei knew the whereabouts of the Martial Saint Heart Sutra?
It was like searching high and low only to find it effortlessly. Takeda felt this was exactly what was happening.
But Qiansong Hechuan, upon hearing Lin Fei reveal his identity, felt a sense of dread: It’s over, it’s over. Would Takeda still spare Lin Fei?
Being captured by Takeda was bad enough, but now Lin Fei had been dragged into it too; misfortunes never co alone.
“Hahaha, I never found the Martial Saint Heart Sutra even after ten years undercover at the Qiansong family, and today fate delivers Lin Zheng’s grandson right before , surely the heavens are watching,” Takeda laughed heartily in disbelief.
However, Lin Fei’s voice was cold as he reminded him, “Indeed, fate brought to you, and it’s my turn to deal with you.”
Hearing this, Takeda’s laughter abruptly stopped, his gaze was like a wolf staring at Lin Fei, his tone was full of sarcasm: “Do you think you can handle ?”
Lin Fei’s gaze was serious and unwavering as he said, “I can, why not?”
“Courting death!” Takeda shouted in anger, transforming into a whirlwind, furiously attacking Lin Fei.
The gale lifted sand and stones at the valley entrance, swirling and dancing, flying everywhere.
In the sandstorm, Lin Fei stood motionless, even as the sand and stones hit his face and clothes.
The wind ssed up his hairstyle and lifted his clothes.
Takeda’s figure was like a ferocious, predatory lion, flying through the sandstorm, attacking Lin Fei.
In the blink of an eye.
A terrifying force raged outward.
A massive force rolled forward, like the life-destroying aura of the Martial Saint, accompanied by Takeda’s strike.
The air trembled, even the ground at the valley entrance quaked slightly.
Qiansong Hechuan was already pale with shock, his heart pounding furiously, as he believed Lin Fei couldn’t possibly withstand Takeda’s punch.
If Lin Fei were hurt or worse, he wouldn’t know how to face his fellow disciples, even in the afterlife.
He wanted to save Lin Fei, but his acupoints were still sealed by Lin Fei, so he couldn’t do anything.
Crash.
At this mont, as the air violently quaked and Takeda’s terrifying power surged, his strike was about to hit Lin Fei.
In that crucial mont, Lin Fei furrowed his brows, his eyes bursting with brilliance, and with a low shout, he unleashed a punch, tearing through the skies like a thunderstorm, unstoppable as it collided with Takeda’s punch.
Snap, crackle, a series of bone-breaking sounds rang out like firecrackers.
Takeda’s eyes widened in horror because Lin Fei’s punch instantly broke the bones and joints of his wrist, elbow, and shoulder.
With one punch, Lin Fei had disabled his entire right arm!
After Lin Fei’s punch shattered several joints in Takeda’s right arm, it continued and hit his chest.
Takeda felt as if he had been struck by a giant hamr, and screaming in agony, he was sent flying.
Bang.
Takeda hit the valley, raising a cloud of dust.
Qiansong Hechuan was completely stunned. What was happening?
Lin Fei wasn’t crippled by Takeda’s punch?
Instead, Takeda’s arm was disabled by Lin Fei?
Takeda gritted his teeth, enduring imnse pain as he stood from the dust, face twisted in anger, glaring at Lin Fei, “Kid, you’re vicious! But just wait, the East Japan Martial Saint will deal with you.”
With that, Takeda turned and fled toward Sword Saint Peak.
Lin Fei wore a sarcastic smile as he bent down to pick up a small stone, raised his hand, and launched it fiercely.
At the sa ti, an anxious voice cried out, “Show rcy!”
However, the stone flew faster than an arrow, sharper than a knife, the sound of its flight echoed through the valley, and it struck the fleeing Takeda.
Screaming, Takeda fell to the ground, dead.
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