King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 411 - 159: Celestial Frost Blade Slashes Foes, Bright Jade Technique Seals the Yangtze River (Part 3)
In this atmosphere, the heroes declared their willingness to leave some people behind to secretly protect Gong Simeng.
After a fierce discussion and consultation, they reached a preliminary consensus to have some heroes stay behind while others would follow Shi Feiyang to Bozhou.
In the early autumn season, the sky displayed an endless azure, akin to a pure and flawless gemstone, clear and transparent, without a trace of pollution.
A gentle breeze brushed by, like delicate silk threads weaving freely through the expanse of the world, bringing a hint of coolness. The leaves rustled under the soft caress of the wind, as if softly chanting an autumn praise song.
However, behind this seemingly tranquil and harmonious season lurked a stifling tension and a killing atmosphere.
In a dim secret chamber in Bozhou, the Gang Leader of the Beggar Gang, Zhong Renwang, wore a sullen expression, his eyes gleaming with greed and malice. He sat at the head of the chamber, flanked by Elder Ding Hong and Wu Ce of the Beggar Gang, while Young Manor Master Xie Zhichuan of Divine Sword Manor and Sect Leader Tang Zihan of Huashan Sect sat on either side of him.
Zhong Renwang snorted coldly, breaking the silence: "That fellow Shi Feiyang really doesn’t know what’s good for him, actually going to Bozhou to stir up trouble. We’ve worked hard to come to terms with Yang Yinglong, and we can’t let him ruin it."
Ding Hong stroked his chin beard, nodding like a pecking rooster: "The Gang Leader is absolutely right. Shi Feiyang’s reputation is soaring in the Jianghu, and he’s highly skilled in martial arts. If he really goes to Bozhou, General Yang will have a headache, and our plans will go down the drain."
Wu Ce frowned and thought for a moment before speaking: "But Shi Feiyang is no easy opponent, with his excellent martial arts and a bunch of loyal comrades. It’s not that simple to handle him."
Xie Zhichuan crossed his arms with a disdainful look: "Afraid of him? With our forces combined, are we still afraid of not being able to deal with one Shi Feiyang?"
Tang Zihan nodded slightly, his gaze cold: "That’s right, we must plan carefully and take Shi Feiyang out on the road."
Zhong Renwang’s eyes turned, revealing a sly smile: "I reckon the Yangtze River is his inevitable path. Let’s set an ambush there to catch him off guard. Doesn’t General Yang have a batch of rattan-armored soldiers? We can have them disguise as river pirates to block Shi Feiyang’s convoy on the river. We can then set up an Iron Net Array underwater and see how he escapes."
Ding Hong’s eyes lit up, clapping in applause: "That’s a brilliant move! Even if Shi Feiyang has miraculous skills, he won’t be able to fly out of the Yangtze River."
They exchanged smiles as if they already envisioned Shi Feiyang struggling in the Yangtze River, their sinister laughter echoing in the secret chamber, quietly beginning the conspiracy against Shi Feiyang.
At this moment, Shi Feiyang, the Grand Squad Leader of the Heroic Sakura Association, was undertaking the dual tasks of disaster relief and rebellion suppression. Relentlessly, he led the association’s elites—"Iron Flute Scholar" Xiang Kun, "Plum Blossom Dart" Shan Zhi, "Divine Archer" Miao Menlong, "Water Serpent" Jin Liufu, "Flying Eagle Detective" Xie Wen, "Iron Palm" Wu Zhong, "Miao Saber Sect" beauty Qi Meizhen along with three thousand disciples, escorting the disaster relief grain ships, bravely embarking on the journey to Bozhou.
On the early autumn Yangtze River, the sky was as azure as gemstones, with clouds as white as cotton candy floating leisurely above.
However, beneath this peaceful scene, turbulent waves hid.
On the river surface, the autumn wind, like an enraged beast, howled ferociously, its piercing whine echoing.
It ruthlessly battered the ships, the sails billowed as if about to be torn apart at any moment.
The river roared like an unleashed violent dragon, baring its fangs and claws, its surging waves akin to charging troops, pounding the ship’s sides with a deafening roar, as if intending to shatter the entire world.
The river raised waves several feet high, like moving mountains, rising and falling, repeatedly crashing against the ships, causing them to sway violently on the water.
Qi Meizhen stood gracefully at the bow of the ship, the soft breeze caressing her rosy cheeks, her silky hair dancing freely in the wind.
Her eyes, as clear as a bay, firmly followed Shi Feiyang’s upright figure, filled with admiration and adoration, like stars twinkling in the night sky, bright and intense.
The reason she joined the Heroic Sakura Association was all because of Shi Feiyang. Her father was an Anti-Japanese War Hero, and from a young age, she was influenced by him, harboring genuine respect for heroes. Previously, she had heard of Shi Feiyang’s heroic deeds in the Anti-Japanese and Korean wars, his chivalrous acts and the patriotic spirit he displayed, like the brightest star in the night sky, deeply attracting her.
Since then, her heart quietly opened up, with the seeds of emotion deeply rooted in Shi Feiyang’s shadow.
Though Shi Feiyang already had Gong Simeng as his wife, Qi Meizhen couldn’t control her feelings for Shi Feiyang. She followed him silently, content to just gaze at him from afar.
Shi Feiyang stood at the ship’s bow, his figure upright like a green pine, resembling an immovable mountain, unmoved by the raging winds and waves. He wore a sleek black outfit, the hems fluttering with the wind, fully showcasing his boldness.
His gaze was deep and piercing, as if capable of seeing through the complicated situation and exposing the enemies’ schemes.
His heart was filled with deep concern for the Imperial Court and the people, a strong sense of national pride akin to a blazing fire, hot and steadfast, seemingly able to burn away all darkness and evil in the world.
