Chapter 134

At the foot of Shaolin Temple, there was a small shop.

This small shop used to be quite lively, but because Shaolin Temple had been closed for more than half a year, pilgrims had almost vanished. The boss had no business, sighed all day long, and was almost ready to close down.

Today, a very generous guest came to the small shop, dressed in white, extremely arrogant, throwing down a heavy ingot of silver, wrapping up the entire shop, asking for a pot of wine, and drinking it slowly. He was elegant and dashing. It was clearly just a pot of very ordinary wine, but in the hands of the man in white, it became a fine brew that was hard to find for a thousand gold.

"'Silver Halberd Wenhou' is dead, but Lv Fengxian is still alive. It's a pity that Baixiaosheng is no longer here. I don't know what rank he would give my three fingers on the Weapon Manual."

Lv Fengxian was muttering to himself, slowly raising a hand, his right hand.

His eyes suddenly became very proud, very arrogant, and also very gentle.

To others, this was not a very peculiar hand.

The fingers were very long, the nails were trimmed very cleanly, and the skin was very smooth, well-maintained.

But if one looked closely, one could discover the peculiarity of this hand.

The thumb, index finger, and middle finger of this hand had a different skin color from the others.

These three fingers carried a peculiar luster, simply not looking like they were composed of flesh, blood, and bone, but like they were cast from some peculiar metal.

"'Six Extremes Mad Guest,' 'Songyang Iron Sword,' 'Little Li Flying Dagger,' 'Dragon Phoenix Twin Rings,' 'Tianji Old Man'..." Lv Fengxian muttered in a low voice, his eyes flashing with essence.

These were all targets he was preparing to attack.

He wanted to step on the reputations of these people and become the number one expert in the world, only then would he be worthy of his many years of hard work.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came.

These footsteps didn't have anything peculiar, but they were very steady, very heavy, and carried a compelling power, as if every step was stepping on Lv Fengxian's heart.

As the footsteps quickened, his heart followed. As the footsteps slowed, his heart seemed to miss half a beat.

The footsteps suddenly stopped.

Yu Liancheng, dressed in black, stepped into the shop.

He just stood there quietly, not moving, but gave people a feeling of being vast and boundless, as if a dangerous mountain traversing the heavens and the earth.

Lv Fengxian's breathing suddenly stopped for a moment, he looked up, his eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he asked word by word: "Yu Liancheng?"

Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "Lv Fengxian?"

Not only did he not answer, but he also asked back.

Lv Fengxian subconsciously said: "That is correct."

When he answered, he immediately regretted it in his heart.

Because he asked Yu Liancheng, and Yu Liancheng didn't answer. Yu Liancheng asked him, and he answered immediately, which made him feel that he was already a point weaker in momentum.

"Very good, I have been in seclusion for more than half a year, the first target I attack cannot be too bad, you are just qualified." Yu Liancheng seemed to smile.

He was standing, Lv Fengxian was sitting, and looking at Lv Fengxian, he couldn't help but look down.

And while he was looking down, Lv Fengxian felt that this person seemed to have turned into a clay Buddha statue, looking down at all living beings, and he himself seemed to be one of the masses.

Lv Fengxian naturally didn't like this gaze, so he stood up, looked at Yu Liancheng levelly, and sneered: "If you were not Yu Liancheng, I wouldn't bother to fight you."

After he said this, he regretted it again.

Because this sentence was very cold, very arrogant, but it sounded as if he was learning from Yu Liancheng.

Yu Liancheng said: "Where is your weapon?"

Lv Fengxian extended his right hand, three peculiar fingers shining in the sunlight, and he sneered: "I just don't know if fingers can count as weapons?"

Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "Anything that can kill is a weapon."

Lv Fengxian's expression was still very cold: "That is best."

Yu Liancheng said: "But I want to know, where is your silver halberd?"

Lv Fengxian said: "The silver halberd is broken."

Yu Liancheng's mouth suddenly revealed a mocking sneer: "I originally thought you were a very self-respecting, very proud person, but it turns out you are nothing more than this?"

Lv Fengxian frowned and said: "What do you mean?"

Yu Liancheng sneered: "You are ranked fifth on the Weapon Manual. In your eyes, this is no different from a great humiliation. But you also know that Baixiaosheng would never look wrong. So you destroyed your silver halberd and took a different path to practice these three peculiar fingers, am I right?"

"That is correct." Lv Fengxian nodded coldly.

"You didn't even fight Guo Songyang, Li Xunhuan, and the others, the outcome was unknown. But you would rather trust Baixiaosheng than trust the silver halberd that accompanied you day and night. Isn't this a sign that you are not self-respecting enough, not proud enough?" Yu Liancheng's mocking tone seemed to grow stronger.

Lv Fengxian's breathing was already uneven, as if he was somewhat uneasy.

Yu Liancheng's smile was already somewhat cruel: "Even if you really weren't Guo Songyang and the others' match at the time, couldn't you have continued to practice your silver halberd? Or rather, you already thought that no matter how you practiced the silver halberd, you wouldn't be their match, and would always lose to them? That's why you abandoned the long halberd."

Lv Fengxian's pupils were contracting, and his heart was also contracting.

"You think the silver halberd you practiced since childhood wasn't Guo Songyang and the others' match, then how can you be sure that these three fingers you practiced for a mere few years have a complete chance of winning?"

Lv Fengxian was cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Yu Liancheng looked at Lv Fengxian coldly for a long time, his deep gaze as if piercing through his flesh, as if he could see his unbearable and weak heart.

And all of Lv Fengxian's confidence, under this gaze, was like snow under the scorching sun, melting layer by layer.

"Attack, if you still have the courage to attack."

Lv Fengxian's hand trembled even more violently.

He suddenly let out a loud shout, his three shining fingers piercing the sky, as if they were three invincible divine weapons, attacking the three vital points on Yu Liancheng's chest.

These three fingers were indeed extraordinary, spitting out compelling energy.

Yu Liancheng had never seen such terrifying three fingers.

If he really had to deal with them, it would inevitably be troublesome.

It was just a pity that their owner had lost his confidence.

If a person loses his confidence, how can he win?

Yu Liancheng also extended three fingers, like three pillars supporting the sky, whistling to meet Lv Fengxian's three fingers.

Only three "click, click, click" sounds were heard, and Lv Fengxian's three fingers were already broken.

And Yu Liancheng's three fingers continued with their momentum, piercing into Lv Fengxian's chest.

Just waiting for the force to be released, he could immediately make him dead beyond death.

But Yu Liancheng turned and left.

"I won't kill you, because I want you to taste the taste of failure, the taste of being beaten into the mud."

Lv Fengxian was already kneeling on the ground; he had already tasted the taste of failure and the taste of humiliation.

Yu Liancheng kept walking, until Lv Fengxian could no longer see his figure, then he stopped his footsteps, his face showing exhaustion, rubbing his eyebrows.

"The Soul-Absorbing Technique is still somewhat troublesome. If I had attacked directly, I would have solved him long ago. However, winning the heart before winning the person, this technique is very interesting, and it might be of great use in the future."