Chapter 104: The Terrifying Yet Boring Little Li Flying Dagger

This Plum Blossom Bandit is extremely mysterious; not a single person who has crossed hands with him has survived.

Yet everyone believes he must be a man, because he not only robs people of their wealth, but also their virtue.

Back then, everyone in the Edo hated him to the bone, yet they had no way to deal with him.

But as long as someone spoke words against him, within three days, they would undoubtedly die, and a plum blossom mark would certainly be left on their chest.

The vital point on the front of the chest is usually the area martial artists defend most strictly, yet the Plum Blossom Bandit insists on striking exactly there. It is as if, were he not to do so, it would not be enough to demonstrate his prowess.

Li Xunhuan is knowledgeable and experienced, and he has a fair understanding of this Plum Blossom Bandit, musing: "Everyone in the Edo knows that as long as one puts on the Golden Silk Armor, one can dodge his fatal strike to the chest, stand in an invincible position, and have the opportunity to subdue him, thereby holding one's head high and becoming famous throughout the world."

Yu Liancheng said: "The benefits are more than just that."

Li Xunhuan raised an eyebrow and said: "I would like to hear the details."

Yu Liancheng said: "Since the Plum Blossom Bandit vanished thirty years ago, everyone in the Edo thought he had exhausted his evil deeds, but who would have thought that more than half a year ago, he would suddenly appear again. In just seven or eight months, he has committed seventy or eighty major cases, and even the daughter of the Huashan Sect leader has been defiled by him."

Li Xunhuan was both shocked and sighed: "Counting it up, this person must be around seventy; I never imagined his interests would be so intense."

"Heh, the Plum Blossom Bandit may be the Plum Blossom Bandit, but the Plum Blossom Bandit of thirty years ago is not necessarily the Plum Blossom Bandit of today. Furthermore, no one can guarantee that there is only one Plum Blossom Bandit."

Yu Liancheng smiled: "Since the Plum Blossom Bandit reappeared, everyone in the Edo with even a little wealth has felt endangered, and women with even a little beauty are unable to eat or sleep in peace. Thus, more than ninety families have secretly agreed that whoever kills the Plum Blossom Bandit, they can give a portion of their family fortune to that person. The number one beauty of the Edo once even declared that regardless of whether the person is a monk or a layman, old or young, as long as they can eliminate the Plum Blossom Bandit, she will marry that person."

Li Xunhuan sighed: "Wealth and beauty move people's hearts; it is no wonder the Golden Silk Armor has become so sought after. However, I see that you are not a vulgar person, so why..."

"No, I am entirely a vulgar person, the kind that is unbearably so." Yu Liancheng drank his wine and smiled faintly: "However, I am seizing the Golden Silk Armor not for the sake of the Plum Blossom Bandit."

Li Xunhuan said: "Oh?"

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly: "I have just stepped into the Edo, and I intend to use the Golden Silk Armor to make a name for myself, and incidentally, to spar with experts from all walks of life to weigh the mettle of the world's experts."

Li Xunhuan had already set his gaze on the inconspicuous "Duoqing Sword" to the side and could not help but sigh: "Once this sword is drawn, I fear the Edo will not be able to avoid a storm of blood."

"It is a pity that there are not many experts worth me drawing my sword." Yu Liancheng suddenly revealed a trace of burning fighting spirit, his eyes fixed on Li Xunhuan: "You know I have already obtained the Golden Silk Armor; why have I not left this place?"

Li Xunhuan said: "Surely you aren't waiting for me."

Yu Liancheng said: "But I am indeed waiting for you. There are not many opponents worth me drawing my sword, and you count as one."

Li Xunhuan smiled bitterly: "But I have no desire to fight you at all."

"Once you enter the Edo, you are not your own master; sometimes it is not a question of whether you want to or not." Yu Liancheng's hand had already slowly moved to the hilt of his sword, his aura gathered but not released, like a Divine Sword about to be unsheathed.

Li Xunhuan stopped speaking as well, but a small knife had appeared in his hand at some unknown moment.

The Little Li Flying Dagger, never missing its target.

Can Yu Liancheng catch this knife?

The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy, and at the moment of breaking point, Yu Liancheng took the wine pot from the table and drank it dry: "Forget it, fighting you is truly too boring. I am off."

After speaking, his figure unfolded, moving like a flying immortal, and in the blink of an eye, he had vanished into the vast snowy landscape.

The height of his lightness skill was something never heard of and never seen before.

"What brilliant lightness skill, what a formidable youth."

Li Xunhuan let out a long breath, his palms actually covered in cold sweat.

He raised his head and looked out the window, feeling that the accumulated snow was so intimate and beautiful.

Only those who have experienced the fear of death know the preciousness of life.

Although he did not fight the young man, Li Xunhuan knew that if the two had engaged in a life-and-death struggle, today would likely have been the end of his life.

This was an intuition cultivated from hundreds of large and small skirmishes, and it had never once been wrong.

Li Xunhuan raised his right hand.

There was a knife in his hand.

A flying dagger.

This flying dagger was forged by a blacksmith in Daye who spent three hours crafting it; Baixiaosheng ranked the weapons of the world, and the Little Li Flying Dagger ranked third.

Even facing this mysterious black-clad youth, he was equally confident that if he threw the knife, it would never miss its target.

Yet the opponent could make him unable to throw the knife even once.

Furthermore, sometimes even if one stabs the opponent with a knife, it not only fails to take the opponent's life, but may instead land oneself in a dangerous situation.

"The Little Li Flying Dagger is truly terrifying yet boring."

On the snowy ground, Yu Liancheng shook his head and sighed softly.

Li Xunhuan's flying dagger was indeed extraordinary; earlier, Yu Liancheng had only felt a faint aura locking onto him.

As long as that flying dagger was thrown, no matter how brilliant Yu Liancheng's lightness skill was, he would be unable to escape that knife.

But if Yu Liancheng had launched an offensive first, the room was already cramped, and Li Xunhuan would never have found the opportunity to throw the knife.

Yu Liancheng thought of Shangguan Jinhong again.

In the original path, Shangguan Jinhong had many opportunities to kill Li Xunhuan, and could even have made Li Xunhuan unable to fight back at all.

But Shangguan Jinhong deliberately missed those opportunities because he always wanted to gamble in his heart, to gamble on whether he could dodge the never-missing Little Li Flying Dagger.

In the end, he lost the gamble.

The price was his own life.

This is the terror of the Little Li Flying Dagger; once thrown, it never misses.

The Little Li Flying Dagger is very terrifying, but it is also boring.

Because for an expert like Yu Liancheng, as long as he can catch one knife, or force Li Xunhuan to be unable to throw the knife, the outcome is already decided.

If Yu Liancheng were to push the "Ruyi Heavenly Demon Art" to its limit, his entire body would be impervious to blades and spears, a single Vajra entity.

The Little Li Flying Dagger might be able to injure him, but it could not be fatal.

Yet he could take Li Xunhuan's life.

Yu Liancheng truly could not muster any interest in such a fight, so he simply walked away.

But he had already made up his mind.

One day, he would catch the Little Li Flying Dagger, which never misses its target.

Swish, swish, swish!!

Just at this moment, dozens of hidden weapons came whistling toward Yu Liancheng, covering his entire body from head to toe.

Yu Liancheng gave a cold snort and flicked the Golden Silk Armor in his hand; it was like a golden cloud unfurling, instantly wrapping up all the hidden weapons.

With a flick of his wrist, the hidden weapons shot out toward the top of a tree to the side. A scream was heard, and a beautiful woman dressed in gorgeous clothes fell from the tree, her body riddled with holes like a sieve.

There was no need to guess; the other party had certainly come for this Golden Silk Armor.

"Very well, let me see what the standard of the experts in this world is like."

Yu Liancheng muttered to himself.

He knew that the Golden Silk Armor meant trouble.

But sometimes, people just happen to like looking for trouble on purpose.