"We have unjustly honored your Mingjian Manor as the leader of the martial arts world!"
"..."
For a time, the entire arena was filled with voices criticizing the Famous Sword Manor.
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
Just then, a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind, as loud as a great bell, instantly silencing the protests of the martial arts practitioners.
Everyone turned to look in the direction of the laughter and saw Li Ling walking slowly towards them. In a few steps, Li Ling arrived in front of them and sneered, "How ridiculous! You're pretending to seek justice for Zhang Tao, but you really want to step on our Famous Sword Manor to make a name for yourselves!"
At this point, Li Ling's icy gaze fell on Zhang Qiqiao, and he sneered, "Zhang Qiqiao, last time you said it was Zhang Junbao who killed your elder brother, and this time you're blaming it on our Mingjian Manor. How many more times are you going to use your elder brother's death?"
At this moment, everyone realized what was happening.
"It's Yi Jifeng..."
"It's him!"
"..."
Many of the people here had participated in the previous battle at Shaolin Temple and knew Li Ling's martial arts skills. When they saw Li Ling appear, their morale immediately dropped a notch!
"Hmph, what, does your Famous Sword Manor dare to do it but not admit it?" Zhang Qiqiao's face darkened as he saw Li Ling suddenly appear.
As he spoke, he held a section of tree trunk and slowly walked up to Li Ling, saying, "Look at this section of tree trunk. This is what was left at the scene of my elder brother's death. The cuts on it are extremely sharp, clearly made by elite sword energy. I'm afraid no one else in the world could have done this except for your Famous Sword Manor!"
"snort!"
Li Ling snorted coldly, then suddenly raised a finger, and a sharp sword aura flashed, aimed at Zhang Qiqiao. This sword strike was too fast and too sudden; Zhang Qiqiao never expected that Li Ling would dare to make a move at this moment.
"laugh!"
In just a moment, the sword energy shot towards Zhang Qiqiao. He only had time to turn slightly to the side, but he didn't have time to completely dodge. Almost instantly, the sword energy that Li Ling unleashed had already sliced through the tree trunk in his hand, and at the same time, it cut down Zhang Qiqiao's arm holding the tree trunk. Blood splattered everywhere!
Ah~
Zhang Qiqiao clutched his severed arm and cried out in pain.
"What are you trying to do!" Zhang Junbao shouted from behind.
Upon seeing Li Ling suddenly attack, Zhang Junbao and Qin Sirong, who was with him, immediately rushed to Zhang Qiqiao's side. Zhang Junbao quickly helped Zhang Qiqiao by pressing acupoints to stop the bleeding and bandaging his wounds. Then, he stared at Li Ling and questioned, "Why did you suddenly hurt someone!"
Zhang Junbao's face was contorted with rage, his anger rising as if he were about to strike at any moment.
Li Ling said coldly, "If you want an explanation, then look at the tree trunk on the ground and see how the sword energy I unleashed is different from the original sword energy."
Li Ling said pointedly, "Brother Junbao, you haven't been in the martial world for long, so it's not surprising that you can't see through it. Zhang Qiqiao, on the other hand, has been in the martial world for decades. If he couldn't see through this simple frame-up, that would be a joke!"
After saying that, Li Ling ignored Zhang Junbao, who was looking down to check the situation, and led Yu'er to walk past the crowd.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, Qin Sirong suddenly drew her sword and stood in front of Li Ling, pointing the blade at him, and said, "You hurt someone, and you think you can just leave like that?"
Li Ling looked at her calmly: "What, you think you can stop me with your martial arts skills?"
Qin Sirong said righteously, "So what if you can't stop him? You can hurt Master Zhang, you can hurt me, but can you stand against the righteous path of the martial arts world?"
As she spoke, she looked around at the hundreds of martial arts practitioners, using the combined power of the crowd to intimidate Li Ling.
Li Ling sneered and said, "Hehe, that's really funny. Miss Qin, you're a spy trained by Qin Hui, yet you want to talk to me about the righteous path of the martial arts world. How ridiculous!"
On the day of the rescue of Marshal Yue, you pretended to be unwell to distract Yi Tianxing, who had the highest martial arts skills. Your master, Zhang Qiqiao, disguised himself and wanted to assassinate Marshal Yue.
Previously, they spread rumors that Zhang Junbao was at Shaolin Temple, and then Zhang Qiqiao came to our door, trying to cause both Mingjian Manor and Shaolin Temple to suffer heavy losses. Now they are even crying wolf, framing Mingjian Manor for Zhang Tao's death.
"Hmph, speaking of which, wasn't it you, Miss Qin, who stabbed Zhang Tao to death? I've witnessed your swordsmanship; I wouldn't mistake it."
"You...you're talking nonsense!"
A look of panic flashed across Qin Sirong's face. She was stunned by Li Ling's series of words. She never expected that Li Ling seemed to know everything and exposed everything in an instant. Even she didn't know how to answer at the moment.
At this moment, Qin Sirong could only grit her teeth and shout sternly, "Yi Jifeng, you're spouting nonsense!"
"What did you say? Young Master Yi, you need to have evidence before you speak. Don't speak recklessly without proof!"
At this moment, Zhang Junbao's voice rang out. He had just examined the tree trunk and found that the cuts made by Li Ling's sword energy were completely different from the cuts on the branches. Upon hearing Li Ling's statement, he immediately questioned him.
"How could Miss Qin be the murderer who killed my father?!" Zhang Junbao said, grabbing Li Ling's shoulder and questioning him.
At this moment, Zhang Junbao had already fallen deeply in love with Qin Sirong, and he couldn't believe that Qin Sirong was actually the murderer of his father. (The remaining text appears to be unrelated and likely refers to a separate entity or event.)
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Chapter 199: In the end, the martial world is ruled by fists.
"Bang!"
Li Ling released his innate qi, deflecting Zhang Junbao's hand. He said, "You'll have to ask Miss Qin, who's always by your side trying to find out the details of what Marshal Yue left you!"
After saying that, Li Ling ignored the uproar his words had caused and went straight to the gate, bowing to Yi Yun and saying, "Grandpa, your grandson is back."
Yi Yun nodded: "Yes, it's good that you're back. Feng'er, is what you just said true? Is Zhang Qiqiao really Qin Hui's subordinate?"
“That’s absolutely true. I’ve already inquired about it. Zhang Qiqiao is not only Qin Hui’s subordinate, but also the disciple of the Carefree King. His nickname is Soul Stealer!” Li Ling said without any hesitation what he knew.