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Chapter 563 - 565: Sect Leader Emerges from Seclusion
Chapter 563: Chapter 565: Sect Leader Emerges from Seclusion
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Diao Zhatian and Coach Hu Zha’s flying knives never stopped, but Qin Tian dodged while moving closer to them.
"Don’t let him get close!"
Diao Zhatian knew Qin Tian’s intention; if Qin Tian got close and fought them hand-to-hand, the two of them would definitely be no match for Qin Tian, suffering the same fate as the short and plump coach Wang Xiaoming!
Immediately, Diao Zhatian and Coach Li Wei sent out a flurry of flying knives!
However, in their panic, the flying knives were thrown without any technique, and Qin Tian easily dodged them, and in the blink of an eye, he was right beside them!
"You want me dead, I’ll have you die first!"
Being so close, Qin Tian unleashed his fists!
Whoosh, whoosh!
Unexpectedly, Diao Zhatian and Hu Zha’s flying knives were extremely quick; as Qin Tian threw his punches, their flying knives were also shot out towards Qin Tian’s fists!
Qin Tian had already punched when the two flying knives shot towards him, causing him to startle and hastily pull back his attack, giving up on the fatal blow.
Whoosh, whoosh!
However, Diao Zhatian and Hu Zha took advantage of the momentum to attack with their flying knives again, relentlessly pressing Qin Tian!
As Qin Tian’s body just retracted, facing the flying knives from the two men, he still couldn’t dodge in time!
In desperation, Qin Tian used Dragon Blood!
Clang, clang!
With a flash of red light, two flying knives that were almost within reach were directly knocked down by Qin Tian’s Dragon Blood!
Seeing this, Diao Zhatian and Coach Li Wei were both stunned.
They saw the dagger in Qin Tian’s hand, the Dragon Blood dagger that emitted a mysterious red glow!
Then, they looked down to see their own flying knives that Qin Tian had knocked down, both broken into two pieces!
Such a sharp dagger!
At this moment, both Diao Zhatian and Li Wei started to panic.
They did not know how good Qin Tian’s sword skills were, but considering he fought all the way in, his sword skill certainly couldn’t be poor.
There was no other way; with so many disciples watching, they had to brace themselves and fight!
Diao Zhatian and Li Wei both secretly readied two more flying knives in their hands, focusing their gaze directly on Qin Tian. After a moment of silence, they attacked!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Four flying knives, using all of Diao Zhatian and Li Wei’s skills, aimed to strike Qin Tian’s body from four different angles!
Fast and fierce, let’s see how you block this!
However, their hopeful all-out attack was child’s play in front of Qin Tian, in front of Qin Tian’s Dragon Blood Dagger!
Clang, clang!
With a wave of Dragon Blood, two flying knives were directly ricocheted back towards Diao Zhatian and his companion!
The two men were taken aback, hastily dodging!
"Accept your punishment!"
Qin Tian seized the opportunity to leap forward, the Dragon Blood Dagger tracing two enchanting blood-red arcs. Diao Zhatian and Li Wei grunted and fell to the ground!
Long cuts were made on both of their arms and legs, from which blood gushed like a fountain, their arteries were severed!
"Hiss..."
Diao Zhatian and Hu Zha quickly pressed their clothes against their wounds, contorting with pain.
"The artery’s severed, if we don’t get to the hospital in half an hour, we’re going to die!" Li Wei’s face was pale as he said to Diao Zhatian.
Diao Zhatian said nothing, his brows furrowed slightly, his complexion as pale as snow, sweat pouring down his face.
"This kid is too formidable," he thought. "In the blink of an eye, he actually struck four times, one second per strike; how did he achieve that!?"
"I have no grudge against you, and today, I won’t take your lives. I’m merely crippling one of your hands and one of your feet as a lesson. Go to the hospital. If you don’t stop the bleeding within half an hour, you will surely die."
Qin Tian sheathed the Dragon Blood and stood proudly.
At that moment, as he stood in the center of the plaza, he resembled a powerful monster of a martial arts master, causing everyone to be as silent as cicadas in winter. Everyone was even afraid to breathe!
One hand and one foot, just like that, crippled!
However, neither Diao Zhatian nor Li Wei dared to utter a word.
With such hatred within this man, speaking one more word might mean instant death!
Two disciples recovered their senses and hurriedly helped Diao Zhatian and Li Wei towards the infirmary.
The Flying Knife Sect had its own infirmary. They needed to stop the bleeding before heading to the hospital.
"The Sect Leader has arrived!"
Just as Diao Zhatian and Li Wei, supported by disciples, were about to leave dejectedly, a crisp shout came from behind the small building, instantly reviving the spirits of everyone on the plaza to great joy and hope!
The Sect Leader had finally appeared!
The Sect Leader had finally emerged from seclusion!
Ye Feidao, the Sect Leader of the Flying Knife Sect, who had founded the sect single-handedly, was renowned in Beijing’s martial arts world. He was a godlike figure to all the disciples of the sect.
This time, the Sect Leader had been in reclusive training on the back mountain for six long months, and now he had finally come out!
The silence on the plaza was broken, and the crowd became noisy again.
"Don’t leave just yet, I want to watch this guy get killed by the Sect Leader."
Diao Zhatian signaled to the disciples assisting him not to leave and turned to look in the direction of the small building.
"But coach, you’ve injured an artery..."
"You go to the infirmary and call those two doctors over here to bandage me and coach Li. We’ll receive treatment right here; we want to see this arrogant jerk get dealt with!" Diao Zhatian said resolutely.
"Yes." The disciple could only hurry off to the infirmary.
At that moment, including Qin Tian, everyone’s gaze gathered on the small shaded path beside the small building on the plaza.
Leading the way were four injured disciples (injured by Qin Tian), respectfully escorting an elderly man in his fifties out.
The old man had a head of white hair, a crew cut, his eyes sharp and spirited, dressed in a white robe, with a jade ring on his right hand.
He walked with his left hand behind his back and his right hand fidgeting with the jade ring as he walked straight down the stairs towards the plaza.
When Ye Feidao saw Diao Zhatian and Li Wei, blood flowing profusely from their wounds, his brows furrowed.
"Old Diao, Old Li, why haven’t you gone to heal your wounds?"
Ye Feidao advanced, walking past Qin Tian without a glance, and spoke directly to Diao Zhatian and Li Wei.
"Sect Leader, that kid..." Diao Zhatian pointed at Qin Tian.
Ye Feidao waved his hand, "The healing is what matters. I’ve heard about the incident from the disciples. Your lives are more valuable than his. Go treat your wounds first."
"The coach has already sent someone to call the doctors. We’ll stop the bleeding right here; as long as the bleeding stops, we will be fine, but I fear Coach Li and my right hands and right legs... may be useless from now on..." Li Wei said dejectedly, his eyes filled with anger as he glanced at Qin Tian.
Upon hearing this, Ye Feidao’s face also flashed with anger, yet he still didn’t cast a glance at Qin Tian.
"Sect Leader, we want to see you deal with him," Diao Zhatian said. "Since the establishment of the Flying Knife Sect, we have never faced such a great calamity. We cannot accept this. Sect Leader, you must stand up for us!"
"Don’t worry."
Ye Feidao nodded at Diao Zhatian and Li Wei, and then turned around, gazing at the sky as if deliberately speaking for Qin Tian to hear: "Ever since the establishment of the Flying Knife Sect, all who have come to cause trouble at the sect have vanished. It seems another is about to disappear today."
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