mijobooks Chapter 94 The Duel is About to Begin
Chapter 94 The Duel is About to Begin
Chapter 94 The Duel is About to Begin
Recently, there have been several cases of renowned martial arts masters mysteriously disappearing.
The leader of the Qingcheng Sect, the Eight-Bag Elder of the Beggars' Sect, and the Shaolin Protector all disappeared one after another. Countless other renowned heroes in the martial arts world have also gone missing.
Shortly before Katsumansong and his group arrived in Jiangdu, similar cases began to occur there as well.
From the leaders of the Grand Canal gang to martial arts school disciples, there have been cases of people going missing.
Shangguan Hong brought over a map of Daliang and spread it on the table. He picked up a brush and marked a red dot on the map.
The red dot landed above the Qingcheng Sect in the southwest region, and then proceeded northeast all the way to Jiangdu.
This map is not very accurate; it only shows the locations of Kyushu, the capitals of each province, and the six major sects.
These markings were made on the map by Shangguan Hong after identifying the locations where the disappearances occurred based on her memory.
"These points represent the places where renowned figures in the martial arts world have disappeared."
She connected the red dots in sequence to form a straight line, which, although somewhat winding, clearly indicated that she was proceeding along the official road leading to Jiangdu.
"The perpetrators targeted Jiangdu, arresting people along the way."
"The slight bend in the curve is probably a slight detour to capture the target."
"Those who are worth the detour are all ruthless characters with a formidable reputation, such as the eighth-generation elder of the Beggars' Sect."
Shangguan Hong occasionally tapped her chin with the end of her calligraphy brush. "This culprit's martial arts are astonishing, but I wonder what his purpose is?"
Ouyang Xue examined the marked map and couldn't help but marvel at Shangguan Hong's observational skills. "Miss Hong has such amazing observational skills."
"These are just basic associations. It's just that you haven't adapted to the world of martial arts yet, so you haven't formed any thoughts."
Shangguan Hong's gaze inadvertently swept over Ouyang Xue's chest.
Although she is not young, she is still far inferior to Ouyang Xue.
It's often said that big breasts mean no brains, but Ouyang Xue isn't actually brainless; she's just been overly protected.
She was the eldest daughter in the manor, and after leaving the manor, she continued to follow Sheng Wansong.
With this powerful figure around, Ouyang Xue is unlikely to encounter any real crisis. Therefore, her way of thinking has not fundamentally changed. She remains a soft-spoken young lady from a secluded family, rather than a chivalrous heroine.
As the group pondered the map, Sheng Wansong suddenly looked up and said, "We have guests."
"An'an, go open the door."
The manor is enormous, and this living room is hundreds of meters away from the manor entrance.
Apart from Katsuman Song, the other three did not notice anyone approaching.
Besides marveling at Sheng Wansong's strength once again, their doubts about how he could be so powerful without ever cultivating deepened.
Not long after, An Lan returned with her visitors.
Before even seeing the person, just by hearing the rumbling of the wheels, the group could tell who the visitor was.
"The Cold-Blooded Detective!"
Shangguan Hong immediately went to greet him, and her eyes lit up when she saw him in person.
Although they had met Leng Rushuang several times, she was always dressed as a constable, a symbol of her status, with some light armor.
But today was different; she was wearing everyday women's clothing, a pure white long dress.
Unfortunately, she could not stand up like an ordinary woman, allowing the hem of her long dress to flutter in the wind.
Even so, her beauty did not diminish.
Instead, it adds a strange kind of beauty.
The Venus de Milo with missing arms.
Like a perfect object never before seen by anyone, this imperfection gives Leng Rushuang a vitality like the tenacious grass sprouting from a crack in the rock, a kind of strong beauty.
There was not a trace of self-pity or sadness on her face.
Only the pride of a divine constable.
Leng Rushuang wasn't quite comfortable with this outfit, and would occasionally smooth her long hair with her hand or shift her position slightly.
"Cold-blooded Detective, how did you know we were here?"
Leng Rushuang forced a smile. "The whole world is talking about the showdown between Sheng Wansong and Liang Chen. He'll be recognized wherever he goes."
This is a lie.
If anyone knew, countless people would have come to visit Katsuman Matsu long ago.
Leng Rushuang clearly learned her whereabouts from Shenhou.
Shangguan Hong naturally noticed this as well, but she didn't expose it. "Please come in, Detective Leng."
She welcomed Leng Rushuang into the living room.
The moment Leng Rushuang entered the guest room, she fixed her gaze on the map drawn by Shangguan Hong.
The embarrassment of being asked by the Divine Marquis to wear unfamiliar clothes was instantly forgotten, and Leng Rushuang once again became aloof and serious, transforming back into the renowned and ruthless divine constable.
"It seems you've noticed too."
She pushed her wheelchair to the table.
"Liang Chen obtained the deadly blade from the southwest region, then traveled north, capturing various martial arts masters, and finally arrived in Jiangdu."
"Everything we've done is in preparation for the upcoming decisive battle."
Ouyang Xue and Shangguan Hong were surprised, yet also felt a sense of relief that came naturally.
"So it was him."
Ouyang Xue asked, "What exactly is Liang Chen's purpose in capturing those martial arts heroes?"
"We still don't know."
Leng Xue shook his head slightly, "But since it's a death blade, perhaps it can gain power from death."
"I think he will sacrifice these heroes before the final battle to gain power."
Shangguan Hong said decisively, "We must stop him!"
It wasn't just because it would bring danger to Sheng Wansong, but also because her sense of justice wouldn't allow Liang Chen to act recklessly.
"My godfather said that Liang Chen is extremely dangerous right now. If he uses his trump card, even my godfather is not confident of winning against him."
Out of respect for his adoptive father, Leng Xue slightly downplayed Zhu Wu's words.
"Godfather?"
Leng Rushuang remembered that she had not made public her worship of the Marquis of Gods as her father, so she gave a brief explanation.
"Congratulations, Detective Leng."
Shangguan Hong and Ouyang Xue offered their congratulations repeatedly.
"Although I don't care about Liang Chen's intensity."
Sheng Wansong didn't care about Liang Chen's strength; the stronger the better.
"However, we cannot allow innocent people to be implicated in our duel."
As he was about to get up.
He said coldly, "They are not innocent."
"Liang Chen's style of doing things is vastly different from before."
"This time, he is targeting only the wicked who have committed numerous crimes."
My godfather said he wanted to befriend Wan Song.
Therefore, instead of taking advantage of the situation, Leng Xue told the other party the whole truth.
After hearing this, Sheng Wansong sat back down in his chair and said, "Then it's alright."
After fifteen days of completing the loop, the day of the final battle has arrived.
Since the destruction of the Heavenly Blade Sect, Tianmen Mountain, which had been deserted, was now filled with people, all for the upcoming duel.
The duel between the two juniors attracted countless heroes of the martial arts world.
Even the leaders of the six major sects, including Wudang Sect Leader Qingxu, Shaolin Sect Leader Yuanjue, and Divine Marquis Zhu Wu, have arrived, waiting for the two sides to make their appearance in the final battle.
In the center of the dueling arena, which was surrounded by a white cloth, Liang Chen stood with his back hunched over, waiting for his opponent to arrive.