"The Drunken, indeed drunk, Eight Immortals. His neck, once touched the peak of Beizhou, with shoulders, who dares to contend..."
As Xu Hao drank wine, he humd a tune, moving through Wang Zihao's continuous long blade slashes as easily as if he were walking in his own courtyard, swaying and nearly stumbling, yet narrowly avoiding each of Wang Zihao's strikes every ti.
"Han Zhongli, Drunken Immortal, the gourd, placed on the shoulder, giving way this way and that, taking advantage... Step ahead gently, push the shoulder and let it fly."
It was then that Xu Hao finally began to use the footwork of the Drunken Eight Immortals, his movents becoming even more agile and varied.
On the other side, Qian Hong comnted, "Xu Xiao You's learning ability is extrely strong. His movents flit left and right, his whereabouts elusive, his body wild and frenzied, his steps dragging and pulling in all directions, his fist techniques combining hardness and softness, swift and agile. It's as if he has firmly committed the techniques of Drunken Fist to heart through practice and familiarity!"
Wu Yong and mbers of the Wu Family and Zhou Family had shifting expressions in their eyes, seemingly pondering sothing.
Wu Kui finally spoke up, "His thod hidden in drunkenness, indeed appears drunk in each technique. His form drunk with thousands of intentions, his steps drunk but his heart not so, with no fist in his punches and no intent in his thoughts. Within the fistlessness lies the true aning. Xu Hao has indeed touched the core essence of Drunken Fist. To practice such a martial art to such a profound realm at such a young age is exceedingly rare!"
Upon seeing Xu Hao's swift footwork in the arena, and failing to land a single blow out of his dozens of slashes, Wang Zihao burst out angrily, "Why are you running about? Like a slippery eel, can't you just fight properly?"
Xu Hao gave a light laugh, not answering, but talking to himself, "Lü Dongbin, Drunken Immortal, upon his back, Dual Flying Swords..."
"Do I let you talk? Can't you stop yapping?!"
After dozens of continuous slashes without even grazing the hem of Xu Hao's clothes, Wang Zihao's ntality had already beco unbalanced. He cursed angrily, bellowing, "Take this, Mountain Shaking Slash!"
He grasped the handle with both hands, instantly locking on to Xu Hao, channeling all his Qi Force into the blade in a flash, and violently slashed at Xu Hao.
This blade, the strongest he had unleashed in such a long ti.
As the blade sliced through, an almost audible sound of air being torn apart erged, even whipping up dust from the ground.
Sun Zai'an exclaid in shock, "Is that the Mountain Shaking Slash! Isn't that a move from the blade techniques used by that infamous figure twenty years ago?"
Zhou Talang's face also showed a trace of surprise, saying, "Judging by these movents, these imnsely powerful blade forces, and these barely discernible sounds, it must be the techniques of that figure from the past!"
Qian Hong was also deeply shocked, saying, "Could it be that he is the successor of that figure?"
Wu Kui said coldly, "Definitely not! That figure wielded the Magic Knife, invincible, but eighteen years ago he was killed by Master Yuanhui and others. How could he possibly have a successor?"
With that single slash, all the old Family Heads of the major clans were unable to sit still any longer, speaking out and debating incessantly.
Sun Zai'an declared sternly, "Even if he isn't the successor of that figure, he must certainly be related to him. Today, even if Young Master Xu is not his opponent, we must join forces to capture him and get to the bottom of this. Otherwise, if we relive the tragedy of those years, it would be terrible!" * is the ho of this chapter
With those words, no one else spoke up to object.
Regardless, they decided it was best to capture him first and prevent any mishaps.
Their voices were very slight, audible only to a few close by; Wang Zihao, of course, couldn't hear them.
Regrettably for them, Xu Hao's hearing was extraordinarily keen, and he heard every word the elders said clearly.
Xu Hao, seeing the elders extrely shocked by the slash Wang Zihao executed and taking it so seriously, even contemplating capturing Wang Zihao, was sowhat surprised.
This slash didn't seem all that formidable!
Xu Hao quickly dodged out of the way, leaving only an afterimage in his place.
Wang Zihao's blade ca down too late to retract, striking the afterimage instead.
At that mont, Anna suddenly shouted, "Brother Hao, Wang Zihao is stealing the lilight. Forget the Drunken Fist, you use a blade too!"
Jiang Xuezhun imdiately knocked her on the head, scolding with a smile, "Don't interrupt! Your husband is fighting. A mont's distraction could lead to a life-threatening situation!"
Anna seed to realize her mistake, stuck out her tongue, and said no more.
Xu Hao said with a smile, "Since Anna has spoken, shouldn't I show a trick of my own?"
Wang Zihao scoffed, "You know how to use a blade? Weren't you using a sword at the auction?"
Xu Hao replied with a smile, "Sorry, but I'm skilled in all eighteen types of weapons."
He turned his head towards the direction of the kitchen and called out, "Hey chef, got any kitchen knives?"
A chef who had been watching the excitent imdiately rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, and then ran to a spot not far from Xu Hao, tossing it on the ground before hastily making a getaway.
These two were in a fight, one that seed likely to beco a matter of life and death, and he did not want to get involved. Producing a kitchen knife was already at the limits of what he was willing to do.
When Anna saw Xu Hao step on the handle of the kitchen knife, flicking it into the air, and then catching it steadily in his hand, she shouted excitedly, "Yay! No matter how skilled you are, you still fear a kitchen knife!"
Wang Zihao laughed upon seeing the re twenty-centiter kitchen knife in Xu Hao's hands.
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