Chapter 929: Zhang Cheng

Inside the Court of State Ceremonial, the impassioned sound of the suona pierced the dark night, making one's scalp tingle.

When Cheng Shifei, who was locked in a jar, heard this music, he couldn't help but feel miserable and said, "Bastard, who is this? Not sleeping in the middle of the night, blowing a suona for what!"

However, just as Cheng Shifei finished speaking, the Empress Dowager behind him was also startled awake, because it seemed someone had come to save her!

In the courtyard, Zhang Cheng slowly lowered the suona and looked at Wuwu before him, saying, "How is it? My musical attainments are not bad, right!"

"Shut up, I'll kill you!"

Rushing forward in anger, Wuwu was already furious, and he struck out with the Fire Cloud Blade in his hand.

Rolling up his long sleeves, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh, a bit interesting!"

When an imperceptible blade Qi struck, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and shattered it.

Watching Zhang Cheng's movements, Wuwu immediately rushed up, his palms striking forward continuously.

Looking at Wuwu's martial arts, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but clench his fists and go up to meet him.

In the rapid interweaving, the figures of the two constantly leaped and shifted in the courtyard, leaving deep pits on the ground.

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Wuwu couldn't help but speak, "How is this possible? How can your martial arts be so high?"

"What's high martial arts? I even know hidden weapons!"

Speaking to Wuwu, Zhang Cheng backhanded and threw out lime powder, saying, "Flowers filling the sky, scattering gold coins!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng use the unique skill of Young Master Wuhen, Wuwu was immediately shocked, and he immediately wrapped his hands in internal energy to block.

But in the next second, Wuwu screamed, "Ah, you scoundrel, actually using such despicable means!"

"Hmph, what's despicable? A hidden weapon that can win is a good hidden weapon!"

Watching Wuwu's face covered in lime powder, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

You know the Iron Leg Skill from the seventy-two unique skills of Cao Shaolin, right? One of its moves is a sweeping leg followed by throwing sand!

After you are swept down, the opponent casually throws a handful of sand at you, and then rushes up to kick you to death.

Even if you aren't swept down, you can't avoid the sand that follows.

What's even more terrifying is that you get swept down again and have sand thrown at you again.

So, when traveling abroad, lime powder is essential, and knockout drops are indispensable. Don't talk about being a chivalrous hero of the Jianghu, always being open and aboveboard.

He, Zhang Mou, is neither a hero nor open and aboveboard. After all, he doesn't even have benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, or trust; what polite things do you expect him to do, or to reason with you?

Zhang Cheng: My super brain tells me that three punches, bang bang bang, will solve everything!

Ding Xiu: My lord has great wisdom!

Walking step by step toward the blinded Wuwu, Zhang Cheng said playfully, "Don't worry, I will play you to death properly, ensuring you don't come to this world in vain!"

But just as Zhang Cheng was showing a ferocious smile, he suddenly felt something.

"Clatter!"

A cold dagger stabbed out, heading straight for Zhang Cheng's neck.

Sidestepping to dodge, Zhang Cheng was still grazed by the dagger.

Clutching his neck and retreating, Zhang Cheng immediately said with a look of great shock, "You hide so deeply."

"Master, are you okay?"

Stepping forward to support Wuwu, "Princess Lixiu" asked in a rough voice.

"Master is fine, quickly help me wipe my eyes, I want to kill this person!"

Speaking to "Princess Lixiu," Wuwu became furious.

And just after Wuwu opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Cheng clutching his neck, looking as if he were about to die at any moment.

"Evil thief, you have this day too. My disciple's invisibility technique is, after all..."

Just as Wuwu was speaking in a disheveled manner, Zhang Cheng slowly let go of his hand and said, "Really boring, I thought you would rush up and kill me?"

"How is this possible? My dagger is made of hundred-refined divine iron!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, "Princess Lixiu" could not help but be shocked as well,

because he had clearly slashed Zhang Cheng's throat, yet why was the other party completely fine?

Looking at "Princess Lixiu," Zhang Cheng leisurely lifted his robe and drew the Blood Blade from his waist.

Watching Zhang Cheng walk forward step by step, Wuwan was immediately shocked: "You actually practice Hard Hard Qigong!"

"Guessed it? But it's too late, because your time is running out!"

Wielding his blade, Zhang Cheng headed straight for Wuwan and "Princess Lixiu."

"Fire Cloud Blade!"

Roaring as he stepped forward, Wuwan raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

But in the next second, Zhang Cheng slashed down, a severed arm flew into the air, and fresh blood splattered the ground.

"My hand!"

Retreating in terror, Wuwan began to wail.

Holding the Blood Blade, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but tease: "Your dagger is made of hundred-refined steel, so take a guess, what is this blade made of?"

"Master!"

Looking at Wuwan, "Princess Lixiu" could not help but panic and immediately prepared to use the Invisibility Technique again.

However, just as he vanished completely, Zhang Cheng's eyes widened, and he threw the Blood Blade backward.

"Puchi!"

The Blood Blade accurately pierced "Princess Lixiu's" chest. Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say coldly and disdainfully: "To practice the Five Elements Escape Technique to this extent, it's truly a complete mess!"

Looking down in disbelief, "Princess Lixiu" stared at the Blood Blade in his chest, then stumbled to his knees and said: "You, how did you see through it?"

"Because I can do it too!"

Turning around and vanishing from where he stood, Zhang Cheng pushed his speed to the limit, then utilized a visual blind spot to suddenly appear before Lixiu and pull the Blood Blade from his chest.

Watching his disciple fall before his eyes, Wuwan roared: "By doing this, aren't you from the Eastern Depot afraid of a war between the two countries?"

"War? A tiny land wanting to threaten the Great Ming? Letting you act like dogs is already a great imperial favor from my Great Ming!"

Carrying his blade forward, Zhang Cheng said: "Besides, I only need to say that thieves broke in at night, and Princess Lixiu of Izumo and her envoy were accidentally killed. The Eastern Depot has already beheaded the bandits; wouldn't that be enough?"

Watching Zhang Cheng approach him, Wuwan roared: "Nonsense! Do you think you can deceive the whole world like this?"

"If no one saw it, how would anyone know the truth? Even if they did see it, wouldn't it be fine to just kill them all!"

Arriving before Wuwan, Zhang Cheng raised the Blood Blade and swung it backward: "Truly stupid."

The severed head hit the ground. Zhang Cheng looked at the fallen Wuwan and sneered: "The Cao Shaolin Temple's Flame Blade has actually become the Fire Cloud Blade, and a lost secret art at that. It's truly laughable!"

However, the moment Zhang Cheng pushed open the door, he saw Cheng Feifei looking at him awkwardly: "I didn't see anything, do you believe me?"

"Hehe!"

Smiling, Zhang Cheng gripped the Blood Blade, as if he would strike in the next second.

But just then, a calm voice came: "Are you one of Cao Zhengchun's men?"

"I am Zhang Cheng, Thousand-Household of the Eastern Depot, courtesy name Zhang Xinzhi. Greetings, Empress Dowager!"

Watching the elegant and noble person walk out, Zhang Cheng bowed and saluted.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the Empress Dowager said with satisfaction: "Not bad, a good young man. But you wouldn't want to kill me too, would you?"

"I wouldn't dare. What I said just now was only a joke! My true purpose was to save the Empress Dowager!"

Speaking to the Empress Dowager, Zhang Cheng looked at Cheng Feifei, who was hiding behind and making faces, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

Because this kid would sooner or later be beaten by him until he knelt on the ground, clutching his head and fleeing in a panic.

"Send word to the Eastern Depot to escort me back to the palace!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng, the Empress Dowager could not help but become serious.

"Yes, Empress Dowager!"

Drawing the signal flare from his waist, Zhang Cheng immediately sent the order.

Before long, when Jia Yan and the others rushed in carrying armor, the Empress Dowager asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"To avoid trouble from the Court of State Ceremonial, we..."

Looking at the Empress Dowager awkwardly, Zhang Cheng turned his head away with a guilty conscience.

Understanding what Zhang Cheng meant, the Empress Dowager could not help but say seriously: "I'll count this as you having good intentions this time, but don't do it again!"

"Yes, Empress Dowager!"

Looking at the Empress Dowager, the members of the Eastern Depot all twitched their mouths.

Because what they had done seemed neither honorable nor upright!

(End of chapter)