King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 485 - 175: Hailong Duntun Turmoil: Fei Wenxing Decides the Outcome in Three Moves
The warm sunlight cascaded down without reservation, its golden rays like countless gentle threads caressing every inch of the earth, thoroughly dispelling the lingering chill of winter, and immersing the world in a warm embrace.
The trees in the mountains were lush and verdant, resembling a sea of green.
The newly sprouted tender green leaves swayed gently in the breeze, as if dancing joyously, producing a soft rustling sound, as if whispering secrets with the spring wind.
The wildflowers blossomed freely across the hills, red like burning flames, passionate and unrestrained; pink like clouds at the horizon, delicate and charming; white like the first snow of winter, pure and holy.
They intertwined, competing in beauty, exuding a captivating fragrance that attracted bees and butterflies busily flitting among the flowers, humming, adding endless vitality to the beautiful scene.
However, behind this poetic and picturesque beauty, the shadow of war loomed like a dormant giant beast, silently enveloping this land. The Ming Army and the rebels had already clashed, with smoke and flames of war pervading the battlefield.
Thick smoke billowed, obscuring the sun of the spring day, while the sound of killing and clashing weapons interwove, breaking the original tranquility.
The Ming Army general Guo Dunping, anxious and worried, hurriedly sent a messenger on a fast horse to Flying Tiger Pass to deliver a message.
The messenger rode swiftly all the way, covered in dust, with sweat soaking through his clothes.
The letter stated that the Ming Army encountered stubborn resistance from the rebels while attacking Hailong Duntun, a place with treacherous terrain that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, leaving the Ming Army unable to overcome this natural barrier, and the battle situation had reached a stalemate.
At this moment, Fei Wenxing, the leader of the "Seven-Star Dragon Abyss" sect, hurriedly led some martial heroes of Bozhou to Flying Tiger Pass to join Shi Feiyang. Despite their tired expressions from the journey, their eyes showed determination and enthusiasm.
Upon seeing this, Shi Feiyang and the heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association were overjoyed, their faces beaming with genuine delight.
Subsequently, Shi Feiyang warmly introduced his three wives to Fei Wenxing and the people of Bozhou martial arts.
Gong Simeng wore a light blue brocade robe embroidered with delicate orchid patterns. As she moved, the orchids seemed to sway gracefully in the wind. Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, pinned with a white jade hairpin, with a few strands falling gently by her fair cheeks, adding a touch of gentleness.
Her face was like a peach blossom in spring, pink and vibrant, with snow-white skin as delicate as mutton-fat jade. Her bright and clear eyes were like a clear spring, exuding warmth and elegance with every glance.
She had a graceful demeanor, and her every gesture revealed elegance, possessing an extraordinary and ethereal charm.
As a maid from the Divine Water Palace, she was not only skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting but also frequently hosted elegant gatherings at her residence, where she sat with scholars and poets, discussing poetry and essays over tea, with a gentle smile like a fairy in a painting.
Qi Meizhen, on the other hand, was dressed in a red tight-fitting outfit, outlining her lithe figure, with a red belt around her waist, adding a touch of heroic spirit. Her hair was tied high into a neat ponytail, appearing clean and fresh.
Her facial features were sharp yet beautiful, with bright and sharp eyes that conveyed courage and determination.
Her high-bridged nose and slightly upturned thin lips carried a confident smile.
As the daughter of a military family, she excelled in martial arts and swordsmanship and was well-versed in military tactics. She often trained the disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association in strategic formations, personally demonstrating the subtleties of the "Seventeen Styles of Armor Breaking" and the "Six Harmonies Saber Array," her heroic demeanor earning the admiration of all the disciples.
Bai Zhi wore a plain-colored long dress, with the hem embroidered with elegant herbal patterns, simple yet with a sense of charm.
Her long hair hung smoothly over her shoulders, casually tied with a green ribbon. Her face was delicate, with skin tinged with a faint pink, like a flower blooming in early spring. Her large, watery eyes were clear and lively, always radiating kindness and warmth.
She was skilled in both witchcraft and medicine, and with a kind heart, she often carried a medicine basket, walking through the streets and fields of Bozhou, healing and saving the people. Her lips always bore a warm smile, making her incredibly approachable and beloved by the locals of Bozhou.
Shi Feiyang looked sincerely at Fei Wenxing and the martial heroes of Bozhou, starting to introduce the heroes of the Heroic Sakura Association one by one. "This is ’Iron Palm’ Wu Zhong, with strength to lift a cauldron, his iron palms can crack stones; and that is ’Water Dragon’ Jin Liufu, whose swordplay is as fast as lightning, with extremely fierce strikes..."
His voice was steady and powerful, and with each introduction, he elaborated on their unique skills. Everyone greeted each other with clasped fists, and for a moment, the sounds of fist-clasping and friendly exchanges interwove, creating a lively and harmonious atmosphere, as if they were old friends reuniting.
Fei Wenxing, seeing the scene before him, could not help but feel a wave of complex emotions.
He recalled the past when he was manipulated by Shi Ying, repeatedly inviting Shi Feiyang into traps she set.
Yet, Shi Feiyang never harbored grievances for his actions, instead responding with kindness, always treating him amicably.
Once, under Shi Ying’s coercion, he lured Shi Feiyang into a trap-laden valley, believing that Shi Feiyang would fall into a desperate situation. However, Shi Feiyang not only successfully resolved the crisis but also gently advised him afterward, with no trace of blame.
Such magnanimity and grandeur were indeed moving.
Fei Wenxing secretly clenched his fist, silently vowing to follow Shi Feiyang, contribute to quelling the Bozhou chaos, completely break free from Shi Ying’s control, and bid farewell to the dark Celestial Demon Sect.
