The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 129 - 125 Meng Wuchang’s Disciple

Chapter 129: Chapter 125 Meng Wuchang’s Disciple

"Senior Brother, what on Earth are you trying to do..." Jin Mingxuan asked with a ghastly tone.

At this point, you still won’t give up? The will to survive is quite strong. Too bad, under these eyes, your movements cannot escape detection.

Qing Yu continued to adhere to the creed of killing without needless talk, striking with the intent to claim a life.

"Sudden Onrise," the fastest move within the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Having seen this impostor "Senior Brother Feng" show no hesitation, Jin Mingxuan also gave up any pretense and, slapping the ground with his right palm and pushing off with his feet, evaded Qing Yu’s lethal palm strike.

After dodging, Jin Mingxuan didn’t think of counterattacking but instead quickly fled.

You still have strength left? Upon seeing this, Qing Yu was somewhat surprised as he opened his eyes wide. The move "Shocking Hundred Miles" he had just used was one of the most powerful of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Coupled with the "Qi Dual Flow" enhancement, it was a doubly potent attack, and under the guise of a sneak attack, even those of the sixth or seventh level of the Innate Realm might be directly slain.

Jin Mingxuan’s survival of that move was surprising enough to Qing Yu, and now he still had the strength to move energy.

It seems the protective ability of the treasure clothes he’s wearing is very strong. At least Qing Yu thought that the golden silk vest he got from Lord Wei didn’t offer such strong protection.

Too bad, he still can’t escape...

When it comes to speed, Qing Yu’s could be considered supreme within the Innate Realm. Even at his peak, Jin Mingxuan would not be able to match him in speed, let alone now with serious injuries.

As Jin Mingxuan rose and took the first step, Qing Yu was already behind him. His left leg slightly bent, his right arm curved inwards; he drew a circle with his right palm and pushed forward. He raised his palm with the highly renowned "Kanglong Youhui" from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

However, halfway through the motion, Qing Yu suddenly retracted his palm and retreated.

In the next instant, a burst of dark rain shot out from Jin Mingxuan’s back. Upon closer inspection, it was countless black droplets that burst forth at high speed. These black droplets passed through Qing Yu’s afterimage and struck the trees and plants behind him. The flora that were hit turned pitch black and withered rapidly.

That was close. Qing Yu stood atop a large tree, contemplating the creeping blackness spreading up the trunk.

Had it not been for the sense that Jin Mingxuan fleeing with his back turned was too foolish an action, which didn’t seem to be something that could have deceived him for months, and thus, he had executed "Kanglong Youhui" with ninety percent force and ten percent reserve, having the extra energy to evade, he indeed might have been shot by that obviously extremely toxic water if caught off guard.

Even Qing Yu, who had read many medical and poison texts and was adept in using poison, had no time to unravel such a violent toxin.

At this moment, Jin Mingxuan had already turned around, charging at Qing Yu who was in the tree. His face was still deathly pale, but his True Qi was flowing smoothly, obviously using a secret technique to forcibly suppress his injuries.

Turning one’s back and fleeing is an extremely foolish act, especially with a pre-existing injury. Naturally, such an act was beneath Jin Mingxuan. Now was the time to fight for his life in the hope of survival on the righteous path.

Besides, he was not without help. As he attacked Qing Yu, Jin Mingxuan opened his mouth intending to call out.

However, his actions were interrupted by Qing Yu.

Qing Yu saw his movement and immediately knew what he intended to do. After all, the person whom Jin Mingxuan had sought help from just moments before had met Qing Yu face-to-face.

With a flip of his hand, he retrieved the long sword hidden by the Hidden Sword Skill, and the mournful and deadly "Exorcism Swordsmanship" was once again deployed. In these critical moments, Qing Yu abandoned his plan to disguise himself as a Confucian disciple and instead used the "Exorcism Swordsmanship" he was most familiar with and which was extremely fast and ruthless.

The Sword Light flashed and vanished in Jin Mingxuan’s eyes, slicing across Jin Mingxuan’s throat.

"You..." Jin Mingxuan put his hand to his throat, opened his mouth wanting to speak, but blood flowed into his windpipe, not only preventing him from making a sound but also causing him difficulty in breathing, a sense of dizziness, and his half-airborne body lost its strength as he fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

Qing Yu leaped down and landed a short distance from Jin Mingxuan. Qing Yu, who had already guessed his identity from various cues, didn’t dare to approach him carelessly. Despite Jin Mingxuan’s youth, if Qing Yu’s guess was correct, he was someone extremely similar to himself—a crafty schemer.

As an undercover agent of the Six Gates, even if Qing Yu was only a mediocre constable, he still had some understanding of the top figures of the Six Gates.

Below the Divine Captors, there were the Four Great Divine Capturers. In addition to the "Chasing Wind Divine Constable" Lu Qifeng, whom Qing Yu had the only contact with, there were also "Blood Hand Divine Capture" Leng Kuangtu, "Impermanence Divine Capture" Meng Wuchang, and "Mingxin Divine Captor" Zhao Wuming.

Among the four, aside from "Mingxin Divine Captor," all had disciples.

Seeing Jin Mingxuan’s constantly changing tactics and the multitude of secret techniques, as well as his knowledge of Luo Yan’s "Wind Listening Technique," he must be a disciple of "Impermanence Divine Capture" Meng Wuchang, skilled in a variety of magic, secret techniques, poison techniques, and known for their unpredictable changes.

"Well disguised, disciples of Meng Wuchang," Qing Yu finally spoke.

Jin Mingxuan looked at the face standing at a distance, which he didn’t have much contact with and felt very unfamiliar, but the eyes on that face felt so familiar to him.

It’s him, Jin Mingxuan suddenly remembered, those were the eyes of the man he had secretly observed many times, eyes that concealed chilly ruthlessness beneath their calmness.

"Mmm mmm mmm... gurgle gurgle..." Jin Mingxuan tried to speak, but blood flooded his windpipe again, silencing his voice.

Have you recognized me? Qing Yu quietly observed this "friend" he had spent several months with. Only after truly recognizing his identity did he see how extremely similar he was to himself.

Just like Han Wenxin, Jin Mingxuan was another person Qing Yu considered similar to himself. Full of varying tactics, always wearing a mask to deceive others, yet very calm himself.

However, unlike Qing Yu and Han Wenxin, Jin Mingxuan likely had a smooth and unobstructed path without facing setbacks, lacking their cautiousness.

Otherwise, Jin Mingxuan wouldn’t have left a dart with a cloth strip on the doorpost quietly on the snowy night of the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Nor would he have pretended to sleep after secretly flipping through Qing Yu’s bamboo slips.

He didn’t know that Qing Yu’s spiritual sense would detect that no one else had visited the room that night.

He also didn’t know that although the bamboo slips looked ancient and contained many annotations by others, they had no Qi Mechanism of anyone but Qing Yu since they were obtained from the system. Qing Yu often unconsciously practiced the "Yin Yang Technique" while reading the bamboo slips, leaving only his unique Qi Mechanism on them.

If someone else touched the bamboo slips, it would inevitably disturb Qing Yu’s Qi Mechanism.

Jin Mingxuan’s confident actions turned out to be his fatal flaw. And after truly beginning to suspect him, Jin Mingxuan’s lack of sufficient caution made him full of loopholes in Qing Yu’s eyes.

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