Chapter 105: Martial Arts Treasury!! Brother Ning Chuan's Calculations! The Heroes Gather!

"Pah! You hypocritical pretty boy! Stop with your flowery lies!"

Old Pervert Zhou Botong could clearly see the sinister intentions hidden beneath Southern Murong Fu's hypocritical face.

He hated this kind of sanctimonious, scheming hypocrite the most.

He let out a strange cry and, before Southern Murong Fu could get close, struck first!

"Take Old Pervert's punch!"

Zhou Botong's figure swayed; it looked clumsy but was actually incredibly swift.

His hands struck together, still using that exquisite Left-Right Combat technique.

His left hand formed a fist seal, his right hand became a palm blade, attacking Southern Murong Fu's face and chest simultaneously!

The fist wind howled, the palm force was sharp!

It even contained the Mysterious and profound intent of the Empty Fist, soft yet strong, turning emptiness into reality!

Seeing this, a cold sneer flashed in Southern Murong Fu's eyes.

Although he had heard of Old Pervert Zhou Botong's fame and knew this person's Wu Gong was formidable, not inferior to the Five Greats,

he was confident in his family's profound martial arts and possessed the unique skill "Return Their Own Way to Them," so he was not afraid.

His body shifted slightly, easily avoiding Zhou Botong's frontal attack.

At the same time, the ancient sword in his hand, like a snake leaving its cave, emitted a clear, high-pitched sword cry.

Sword light flashed, turning into a sky full of starry points, darting to pierce Zhou Botong's vital acupoints!

It was the exquisite family Sword Technique of the Southern Murong family!

"Clink-clank!"

For a moment, the sound of fists, palms, and sword edges colliding never ceased!

The two leaped like rabbits and hawks; in an instant, they had exchanged dozens of moves!

Zhou Botong's Empty Fist, combined with Left-Right Combat, became more and more skillful as he fought, with countless changes in technique, making it impossible to defend against.

And Southern Murong Fu's Sword Technique was also exquisite, balancing offense and defense, completely neutralizing Zhou Botong's storm-like assault.

Both were masters at the Grandmaster level, with deep internal strength and true qi projecting outward!

Every clash generated powerful force winds, blowing the surrounding peach trees askew and scattering petals everywhere!

The rockeries and stone tables in the courtyard suffered even more!

Struck by the residual waves of the true qi projecting from both, they all cracked and shattered, turning into a pile of rubble!

The battle scene was far more intense and terrifying than when Qu Qu Lingfeng and others fought the Four Great Villains before!

The distance of the true qi projection even reached over ten meters!

One by one, the carefully carved rockeries, in the midst of their fierce battle, were as fragile as tofu, constantly collapsing and shattering!

The entire courtyard was almost flattened!

337 "Cousin, three inches below his left shoulder is an opening!"

Just as the two were locked in a fierce struggle.

Wang Yuyan, who had been standing aside watching quietly, suddenly spoke up with a delicate voice to remind him.

Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a yellow oriole leaving a valley, yet it clearly reached Southern Murong Fu's ears.

Hearing this, Southern Murong Fu's spirit lifted, and his sword moves suddenly changed!

Indeed, a fleeting opening appeared on Zhou Botong's left shoulder!

He thrust his sword swiftly, aiming straight for that opening!

Zhou Botong was startled and quickly changed his move to block, narrowly avoiding this sword strike.

But he was forced into a flustered state, his footing slightly disordered.

"Cousin, when he breathes under his right rib, his internal strength lags slightly!"

"Cousin, his fist momentum is about to end; the next move must be 'Empty House with a Person' from the Empty Fist!"

Wang Yuyan's voice continued to ring out without interruption.

Her beautiful eyes seemed able to see through the flaws in all Wu Gong techniques.

Every move and every form of Zhou Botong became crystal clear in her eyes, with no secrets left.

Under her guidance, Southern Murong Fu gradually gained the upper hand, forcing Zhou Botong into a perilous situation.

Brother Ning Chuan, in the shadows, saw all of this.

A strange light flashed in his pale golden dragon pupils.

"What a Fairy Sister Wang Yuyan!"

"Truly worthy of being a living Wu Xuemi!"

"Although she herself has not cultivated a shred of Wu Gong, this knowledge and insight into the Wu Gong of the world is simply unimaginable!"