Chapter 168: Lianchengbi

Lianchengbi.

Lianchengbi had already walked into the hall.

The reputation of the "Wulin Six Gentlemen" was very loud, yet not everyone had seen Lianchengbi.

But when this man walked in, everyone knew that he was Lianchengbi.

He not only possessed an elegant demeanor, but within that elegance, he also carried an air of refined brilliance that made one feel he was beyond reach.

He wore clothes of the finest material and most perfect fit; every item he wore had been carefully chosen, and every item matched his status perfectly. It made one feel neither that he was shabby, nor that he was pretentious, and even less that he was a nouveau riche.

A person like this, no matter where they were, would always stand out from the crowd.

If he were not Lianchengbi, who else in the world could possibly be Lianchengbi?

If Lianchengbi were not such a person, he would not be Lianchengbi.

Others were looking at Lianchengbi.

Lianchengbi, however, was looking at Yu Liancheng.

He had never seen the "Invincible Mad Blade" before, but he could already discern this man's overbearing and wild nature.

His brows and eyes were disdainful, his lips curled in a cold sneer, as if he did not hold anyone in the world in his eyes.

Lianchengbi only took one look.

Although he also very much wanted to take a look at what exactly was different about this "Invincible Mad Blade."

But he did not do so, because staring at a person to size them up was a very impolite thing to do.

In his entire life, Lianchengbi had never done anything impolite to anyone.

"I have arrived late, I ask you all to forgive me."

Lianchengbi was always this polite; he wore a smile as he offered his apologies.

"Young Master Lian is too kind."

"It is we who have disturbed Young Master Lian."

Yet it seemed as if no one could calmly accept his apology, and they all returned the gesture with smiles.

Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back: "Enough, I have heard your sword skills are not bad. Draw your sword; only after defeating you can I properly sit in the position of Alliance Leader."

Lianchengbi pondered: "I am no match for you, sir, and I concede. As for the position of Alliance Leader for the Demon-Extermination Assembly, while it is related to martial arts, it does not rely entirely on martial arts; it requires long-term deliberation."

"I can't be bothered with all that, I must complete the fifth strike." Yu Liancheng extended his arm, and the blade that had been placed beside his seat seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, flying into his palm.

"I heard you use a sword; those who use swords are all indecisive, and it is true. Today I will let you see my blade, so that later you can mend your ways, abandon the sword, and follow the blade."

"That's right, I hate people who use swords the most." A hint of a smile seemed to dance in Feng Siniang's beautiful eyes: "Those who use swords are either sissies or self-righteous hypocrites; only those who use blades are true men. Husband, I support you; teach this group of aloof, self-righteous swordsmen a good lesson."

The most commonly used weapon in the Edo is none other than the sword.

Among the experts present who used weapons, those who used swords accounted for at least a third, if not half.

Once these words were spoken by the couple, they had offended countless experts in an instant, and cold snorts rang out incessantly. If not for the fact that the "Invincible Mad Blade's" martial arts were too formidable, it is unknown what might have happened at that moment.

The "Invincible Mad Blade" glared at his wife and snapped: "This is a matter between us men, where is there any place for a woman like you to interrupt? If you dare to spout nonsense again, I will have to teach you a lesson tonight."

"Husband, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again." Feng Siniang lowered her head, putting on a wronged, girlish expression.

"Hmph, behave yourself." Yu Liancheng let out a cold snort, his gaze turning back to Lianchengbi, his tone carrying an indescribable, icy murderous intent: "Draw your sword. I hear many in the Edo revere you as the head of the Six Gentlemen, and you have never been defeated in battle. Today, I want to let you taste the flavor of defeat."

Lianchengbi smiled slightly: "Your martial arts are formidable, sir; I am ashamed to admit I am inferior, and I concede."

He still used this same rhetoric, his face still wearing a smile like a spring breeze; anyone who saw this smile could not summon any will to fight.

But Yu Liancheng was already drawing his blade.

This was just a very ordinary blade, but in Yu Liancheng's hand, it seemed to already possess a startling murderous aura, as if it had become a Peerless Divine Weapon.

"If you don't draw your sword, you die!" Yu Liancheng's voice was very slow, and the blade was being drawn inch by inch. Everyone could not help but feel their hearts jump, as if struck by an invisible blade Qi, their entire bodies turning cold.

But anyone could see.

Regardless of whether Lianchengbi would draw his sword or not.

The "Invincible Mad Blade" would definitely strike with his blade.

But if Lianchengbi did not draw his sword, then he would definitely die; he would definitely die under this blade.

"Since that is the case, let me test your 'Mad Blade', sir." Lianchengbi clearly understood that this battle was unavoidable, and a long sword had appeared in his hand, though no one knew when.

The long sword was elegant and exquisite, fitting the temperament of Lianchengbi himself perfectly.

Yu Liancheng's blade was completely drawn.

The blade pointed diagonally at the ground, yet his aura grew increasingly powerful.

At this moment, he himself seemed to have become a blade.

Yu Liancheng's most brilliant martial art was none other than his sword skills, but once one's martial arts realm reached his level, even if one could not say that mastering one method meant mastering all, it was not far off.

Furthermore, he had dabbled in quite a few blade techniques.

Finger Blade, Bodhi Blade Technique, Wood-Burning Blade Technique...

So his blade technique was actually not weak at all.

He did not make a move.

He was waiting for Lianchengbi to make a move.

Lianchengbi's smile gradually faded, becoming increasingly solemn.

This "Invincible Mad Blade" was famous in the Edo for his blade, and he had defeated the other four Gentlemen with one palm and three fingers. One could imagine that his blade technique was so high that it absolutely exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Be careful!"

Only a 'clang' was heard, and the sword had left its sheath.

Lianchengbi's sword technique was just like the man himself, like a warm moon and spring breeze; it had not the slightest murderous aura, yet it could summon thunder from silence, making it the most top-tier sword technique in the world.

But halfway through the strike, the sword changed.

The sword light flowed, its momentum like mercury pouring onto the ground, Heavenly Flowers Falling in Disorder; the sword light transformed into a vast screen of light, with layers of endless killing moves hidden within the changes.

Although there were many experts in the hall who used swords, they had all been eclipsed; the so-called renowned veterans of the martial arts world were even more ashamed and speechless.

But Yu Liancheng did not even blink; as the silver, cold, and piercing sword light reflected upon his face, he let out a cold shout: "The fifth strike!"

The blade in his hand had already slashed out.

Blade light.

A faint blade light.

At first, it was only like a speck of starlight, completely unremarkable.

But in the blink of an eye, it filled the entire world, becoming incomparably vast, as if a ten-thousand-foot mountain had risen from the ground, blotting out the firmament and slashing down from the horizon.

The blade was like a galaxy, cleaving the heavens.

Everything in heaven and on earth seemed to dim.

In everyone's eyes, there was only this single ray of light.

Blade light.

Clang!

In a flash of lightning, the blade and sword collided, emitting a deafening, vibrating sound.

After a moment of stagnation, blade energy and Sword Qi surged in all directions, True Qi exploded wildly, and a sharp, massive force of energy vented outwards, forcing the experts in the hall to retreat one after another.

The stagnation lasted only for an instant before the sword light collapsed.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but a vast expanse of white blade light.

When the blade light dissipated, the crowd looked intently and saw a huge blade mark on the ground, a shocking sight.

"Good, good blade technique."

Lianchengbi's face was deathly pale, his body trembled, and there was a terrifying blade wound on his chest, dripping with blood that had already soaked his clothes through.

As soon as he finished speaking, he and his long sword fell to the ground together.

The scene was deathly silent, with every breath audible, as if everyone was still immersed in the dominance of that one strike.

In reality, the crowd still seemed somewhat puzzled.

Although this Invincible Mad Blade was mad, he actually knew how to exercise restraint.

He had defeated the other four gentlemen, but apart from Li Gang, with whom he had a conflict, the other three were not seriously harmed.

Yet, Young Master Lian had no prior grievances with him, and the injury he sustained was even more severe than Li Gang's.

"Sigh, you, why did you have to go by the name Lianchengbi?"

Yu Liancheng lowered his head, muttering to himself.

In the pugilistic world, clashing with someone's title was already a capital offense, let alone clashing with their name.

"Everyone, do I now have the qualifications to sit in the position of Alliance Leader?" Yu Liancheng sheathed his blade, his gaze like lightning, sweeping across the hall; not a single expert dared to meet his eyes.

"Hehe, husband, I'm afraid they are still not convinced," Feng Siniang giggled.

"Whoever is not convinced might as well compare notes with me. Whoever can defeat the blade in my hand, I will gladly hand over the position of Alliance Leader," Yu Liancheng gave a cold laugh.

The hall remained as silent as a graveyard.

"Husband, being the Alliance Leader isn't just about having high martial arts," Feng Siniang laughed.

"Then what else is needed?" Yu Liancheng frowned.

"This is the Demon-Elimination Assembly, and the one to be eliminated is that Demon Yu Liancheng. As long as you capture Yu Liancheng, then even if they don't want to serve you as Alliance Leader, it would be truly unreasonable," Feng Siniang said with a grin.

"Good, I happen to have news of that Yu Liancheng; in three days at most, I will bring him to Shen Family Manor."

Yu Liancheng swept his gaze once more and sneered: "When the time comes, if you all still refuse to serve me as Alliance Leader, don't blame me for turning hostile and not recognizing anyone."

Having said that, he flicked his sleeves and left with Feng Siniang.

The hall was silent for a moment, until someone finally shouted: "Don't just stand there, hurry and save Young Master Lian."

"Right, hurry and save Young Master Lian."