Chapter 459: The Power of the Golden Scale
"call!"

The fierce palm wind whistled past Yuwen Xiu's ears, blowing up a strand of white hair, but failed to hurt him at all.

On the other hand, Wen Lian, who was in mid-air, had his arms, legs, lower abdomen and ribs pierced by more than ten sword lights in an instant. He was about to pounce on Yuwen Xiu, but he flew backwards immediately, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

The bloody scene and the miserable screams were so frightening that one could not bear to watch.

Ten feet away, Wen Lian stumbled to the ground with blood pouring out. At the same time, the last sword came at him at lightning speed, the sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at his throat, and the speed was so fast that he could not dodge at all.

"what!"

Wen Lian was disheartened, his face full of despair. He subconsciously closed his eyes, as if he had accepted his fate and was waiting for death to come.

At this moment, the hearts of the spectators were all in their throats, and everyone anticipated Wen Lian's tragic fate. Jin Fuyu couldn't help but clench his fists, and his palms were sweating.

However, when the last sword was only three inches away from Wen Lian's throat, it suddenly made a deafening sword sound. At the same time, the sword body trembled and hovered in the air strangely, unable to move forward any further.

"hiss!"

Amidst exclamations, Yuwen Xiu's right hand suddenly raised up, and the sharp sword rose up, almost sticking to Wen Lian's nose, soaring into the sky, circling in the air for several circles, and finally flew back to Yuwen Xiu with a "whoosh" and merged with the other seventeen swords.

When Wen Lian opened his eyes again, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

However, before the joy of surviving the disaster could be fully expressed, an overwhelming feeling of weakness instantly swept over his body, causing Wen Lian's eyes to go dark and he fell straight to the ground.

While everyone was still in a trance, people with discerning eyes had already seen clearly. Just now, it was clear that Yuwen Xiu had shown mercy, avoiding Wen Lian's vital points with all 17 sword strikes, and the last fatal sword strike was suddenly withdrawn, deliberately sparing Wen Lian's life.

Otherwise, Wen Lian would have been a corpse full of holes.

Seeing this scene, Luo Tianjin and Jin Fuyu's eyes changed at the same time, and their brows slightly frowned. The difference was that Luo Tianjin's eyes showed an indescribable solemnity, while Jin Fuyu's eyes showed a thoughtful relief.

"Wen Lian is so lucky!" Xu Heng muttered indignantly as he watched Wen Lian being carried off the field by the disciples of Jinjianwu.

"It's not that Wen Lian is lucky, but Yuwen Xiu showed mercy under his sword." Liu Xunyi shook his head slowly.

"Why?"

"Because he wants Jin Fuyu to owe him a favor." Liu Xunyi guessed, "Yuwen Xiu knows that he has no hope of winning the championship. Killing Wen Lian at this time will do him no good but only harm. It would be better to give Jin Fuyu a favor and spare Wen Lian's life."

"What does that mean?" Xu Heng was confused and asked, "Could it be that he wants to get some benefit from Jin Fuyu?"

"It may not be to seek favors." Liu Xunyi pondered, "Maybe it's to leave a way out for himself."

"This……"

"This time, Yuwen Island Master wins!"

Xu Qingnian's voice interrupted Xu Heng's questioning and at the same time attracted everyone's attention to the sword-discussing stage again.

"Master Jinwu, I wonder which hero will challenge Master Yuwen next?"

Xu Qingnian expressed everyone's curiosity, and everyone cast expectant glances at Jin Fu Yu, while secretly guessing what Jin Fu Yu was thinking in their hearts.

Xie Xuan pondered, "This time, Jin Fuyu only brought two masters, Leng Yiyi and Wen Lian. Now that they have both been defeated, I wonder who will be sent to fight next?"

"Yuwen Xiu is different from the others. Except for Jin Fuyu, anyone who goes up to Jin Jianwu will die. There is absolutely no chance of winning."

Luo Tianjin's words startled Xie Xuan, and he asked in surprise, "The Palace Master means... Jin Fuyu will take action personally?"

"It would be best if this were the case!" Luo Tianjin said in a serious tone, "If Jin Fuyu and Yuwen Xiu can fight to the point where both are injured, it would be the best outcome for us. But..."

As if sensing Luo Tianjin's worry, Xie Xuan's heart sank, and he asked in a low voice: "What is the Palace Master worried about?"

"Yuwen Xiu is an old fox. He just deliberately didn't kill Wen Lian, as if he was trying to please Jin Fuyu." Luo Tianjin said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid he will back down at the last minute. If so, Jin Fuyu can easily advance and will become our formidable enemy in the future."

"This..." Xie Xuan's face changed, and he muttered to himself, "If this is true, our advantage in the first round will disappear completely. We lost three people, and Jin Jianwu also lost three people. Isn't it a tie with them again?"

Amidst a burst of whispers, Jin Fu Yu suddenly moved, and the noisy scene suddenly became much quieter.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Jin Fu Yu slowly stood up and slowly took off his cloak.

Seeing this, everyone was secretly shocked, with surprise on their faces.

According to common sense, Jin Fuyu should be the last to appear. Jin Jianwu only lost three rounds, so he could send two more people to help. However, Jin Fuyu looked eager to try, as if he was going to go out himself.

Seeing Jin Fu Yu stand up, Yuwen Xiu's eyes couldn't help but become a little strange, as if surprised, stunned, hesitant, and nervous. His face was gloomy and his mood was extremely complicated.

"How can the people under my command be compared with Island Master Yuwen?" Jin Fuyu said as he walked towards the sword arena. His voice was as gentle and elegant as usual, calm and soft, without any tension or excitement. "I am not talented, but I would like to learn a few moves from Island Master Yuwen."

"Master Jinwu, I have long heard that your martial arts are unfathomable, but I have never seen you take action." Yuwen Xiu's voice was far less calm than Jin Fuyu's, but rather a little gloomy. "It is a great honor to be able to spar with you today."

Jin Fuyu stood ten meters away from Yuwen Xiu, looked him in the eye, and said with a faint smile: "Yuwen Island Master is a senior in the martial arts world, and I hope you can teach me."

"excuse me!"

Yuwen Xiu shouted coldly, and eighteen sharp swords flew out again. Under the urging of his inner strength, they instantly turned into eighteen lightning-fast cold lights, "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" shooting towards Jin Fuyu, at such a speed that it was hard to keep up and people were amazed.

"call out!"

With a slight sound, a large golden net suddenly appeared in front of Jin Fuyu, instantly entangling the eighteen sharp swords that were coming at him, making it impossible for them to move forward.

Jin Fuyu's figure flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye. At the same time, a fist covered with golden scales shot out from the air and slammed into Yuwen Xiu's chest like a ghost.

"Golden Scale Hand?"

Just when Jin Lin's hand almost touched Yu Wenxiu, a ball of energy suddenly overflowed from his chest, accompanied by a dull "bang", Jin Fuyu's fist was like hitting a ball of cotton, and the terrifying force was dissolved in an instant.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At the same time, eighteen sharp swords flew over and pierced Jin Fu Yu's back.

Jin Fu Yu snorted lightly, swung his palms to the left and right, and an invisible shield suddenly appeared behind him, blocking the rain of swords.

Turning around suddenly, Jin Fu Yu moved as fast as lightning and grabbed the two sharp swords. He clenched his ten fingers and with a "click", the two swords broke.

The palm wind changed rapidly, and the broken sword flew out, followed by a series of sharp golden sounds of "clang clang clatter".

The flying swords suspended in the air were unable to dodge in time, and seven or eight of them were broken and scattered to the ground with a clang.

"Master Yuwen, it's my turn!"

"Feel free to come over here!"

On the sword-fighting arena, Yuwen Xiu waved his hands quickly, controlling flying swords in the air, which spun and danced around Jin Fuyu. Among the countless sword lights, peach blossoms were faintly visible.

Silver and green light, peach blossoms all over the sky, shuttled up and down, alternating between reality and illusion, making people dizzy and dazzling.

Jin Fu Yu was surrounded by sharp sword shadows. With his swift body movements and strange golden scales hand, he fought endlessly against the rain of swords and moved closer to Yu Wen Xiu step by step.

The silver bottle suddenly broke and water splashed out, and the iron cavalry rushed out with swords and guns. The two men on the sword-fighting stage were like ghosts, and their momentum was like dragons and tigers. In a blink of an eye, three hundred rounds had passed, and there was still no winner, and it was hard to tell who was winning.

When the two of them fought, both their momentum and speed were the best of the best. If one's martial arts skills were not good enough or one's eyesight was not good enough, one would not even be able to see the two's movements clearly, and could only beat one's chest and stamp one's feet, sighing in despair.

"You can't judge a person by his appearance. Master Jinwu usually looks gentle and refined, but I didn't expect that when he made a move, he roared like a tiger or a dragon, so majestic and powerful."

Looking at Jin Fuyu walking like a dragon and a tiger on the sword-fighting stage, Teng Sanshi couldn't help but sigh.

"Although Yuwen Xiu's martial arts are not as terrifying as Peach Blossom Immortal's, he has also made rapid progress in recent years." Tang Yuan said in a deep voice, "If this continues, there is no guarantee that he will not become the second Peach Blossom Immortal."

"What Chief Steward Tang said makes sense!" Zuo Hongxuan said viciously, "For the sake of peace in the martial arts world, for the sake of the Central Plains martial arts world, and for the sake of heroes all over the world, this man must not be kept! Once he fails in the martial arts conference, the court will definitely draw a clear line with him, and then..."

"At that time, we will ask the leader of the martial arts world to come forward and issue a hunting order to make Yuwen Xiu and his minions disappear forever." Qin Ming sneered.

"Having said that, I wonder what other sects think?" Lu Tingxiang looked hesitant.

"Don't worry, Master Lu. Although there are internal conflicts among the various martial arts sects in the Central Plains, they will definitely be united in hatred and work together to face this kind of martial arts scum." Tang Yuan comforted him, "What's more, he relied on the support of the court to bully us. This account should have been settled with him long ago."

Tang Yuan's words immediately caused everyone to laugh. The way they looked at Yu Wenxiu also changed from initial resentment to teasing.

"laugh!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Accompanied by a sharp sound of gold friction, Jin Fuyu's right arm covered with golden scales suddenly rushed out of the encirclement of the Thousand Feather Peach Blossom Swords, and with the force of thunder, he struck out three times, heavily hitting Yuwen Xiu's chest.

Yu Wenxiu was caught off guard and suddenly felt his chest sink as a huge force passed through his chest, shaking his internal organs upside down and causing his blood and meridians to churn. He groaned, took several steps back, and couldn't help but bleed from the corner of his mouth.

Yuwen Xiu was defeated, and countless sword lights suddenly disappeared. The few remaining swords quickly flew back to his side in case of emergency.

Jin Fuyu did not pursue the victory, but withdrew his moves and quickly retreated, standing quietly three feet away, saying lightly: "Thank you!"

"What kind of martial arts is Master Jinwu practicing? Why is it so strange?" Yuwen Xiu covered his aching chest tightly, his face looking slightly pale.

"It's just a trifle, not worth mentioning." Jin Fuyu said with a smile, "Just now, Island Master Yuwen was careless for a moment, and I took advantage of him. I think with Island Master Yuwen's martial arts, those three palms just now were just scratching the surface, not a big deal. How about... let's fight again?"

Having said this, Jin Fu Yu stared at Yu Wen Xiu with a half-smile, as if he had some other implication.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Yuwen Xiu waved his hand and said, "I have learned a lot from Master Jinwu's methods. From now on... there is no need to fight again."

Yuwen Xiu said the last sentence very reluctantly, as if he was helpless.

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Xu Qingnian asked curiously: "When Master Yuwen said 'no need to fight again', what does that mean..."

The corners of Yuwen Xiu's mouth twitched slightly, and his brows were filled with hesitation. He remained silent for a long time in front of everyone, and finally he made up his mind. A look of determination suddenly broke out in his old eyes.

"My skills are inferior to yours, I... admit defeat!"

……

(End of this chapter)