The Charm of a Powerful Woman Spreads Across the World - Chapter 57
"master!"
"Father!"
Volume 1, Chapter 67: Wounded (The Young Man Doesn't Know the Taste of Love)
Even with Ru Feng's high level of martial arts, his face couldn't help but turn slightly pale. Could it be? Fu Qiang Formation?
"Grandpa, let me explain. I didn't do anything out of line last night," Ru Feng hurriedly called out.
Yu Chi Huaiyang ignored him and said in a deep voice, "You should get through this first."
“Father, Rufeng won’t be able to take it.” It was Yuchi Song’s voice.
"Father, Rufeng won't do anything wrong." This was Lin Yilan's anxious voice.
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"Don't worry, with Zuiyue here, you won't die. Also, no one is allowed to make a sound, or what will you do if Rufeng gets into trouble?" Yuchi Huaiyang warned.
Everyone fell silent.
Ru Feng knew she couldn't escape this time, so ever since Fu Qiangzhen's men appeared, she sat cross-legged, regulating her internal energy. She had used her lightness skill to return to the city this morning, which had already depleted her internal energy. She had also just fought the steward, and although she appeared to have won, she had still used up a lot of her internal energy and stamina. Now she had to deal with Fu Qiangzhen...
The Fuqiang Formation is the most famous formation of the Yuchi family. It consists of fifteen people, whose martial arts skills are only at the level of second-rate masters in the martial arts world. However, the swordsmanship they use together is more than ten times more powerful.
Its most glorious achievement was wiping out the enemy's top experts in several major battles, thus gaining widespread fame. Furthermore, twenty-five years ago, when the current emperor was vying for the throne, he somehow managed to get my grandfather on his side. As a result, when facing the top expert of the Purple Luo Kingdom, Fu Qiangzhen once again stepped in, severely injuring the expert known as the "Invincible God"! Thanks to this event, the Ruthless Sword quickly rose to prominence, becoming the number one expert in the martial arts world.
From then on, the Fuqiang Formation became a legend in the martial arts world, its reputation even surpassing that of the Shaolin Temple's Eighteen Bronze Men Formation.
In Ru Feng's view, the reason why the Fuqiang Formation could surpass the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation was because of its bloodshed. That's right, it was bloodshed. Because once it appeared, the person surrounded would either die or be seriously injured. If the master gave the order to kill someone, then that person would have no choice but to die.
These were all things that Master Wuqingjian had told Rufeng, and at the time Wuqingjian also said that even he himself might only be able to barely fight Fu Qiangzhen to a draw.
Although Ru Feng was very curious about the Fu Qiang Formation at the time, and even wanted his grandfather to bring it out, his grandfather said that it was not the right time yet, and that the Fu Qiang Formation could not appear casually. He just did not expect that Ru Feng would now unconsciously enjoy this "honor".
Thinking of this, Ru Feng felt fear, but even more so, excitement at the challenge.
"Grandpa, if I die, remember to go to the largest bank in the Violet Kingdom and withdraw my money!" Ru Feng finished his meditation, stood up, and said loudly.
"Hmph!" A cold snort came from the shadows.
"Grandpa, let me go back and change my clothes. My clothes are too thick, it's hard to fight," Ru Feng called out again.
Seeing that his grandfather didn't react, Ru Feng quickly used his lightness skill to return to his room and change his clothes. After a while, Ru Feng reappeared, now dressed in a blue robe.
This time, Ru Feng remained silent, because the men in black had already surrounded him, forming a battle formation with an astonishing aura. The Fu Qiang Formation truly lived up to its name! But this aura alone was enough to shock people.
As if in a whirlwind, she focused her mind, preparing to give it her all. She stood with her hands behind her back, her robes fluttering, as if the heavens and earth were beneath her feet. Her aura at this moment was as dazzling and radiant as a rainbow. At this moment, she was truly herself, a martial arts master resembling a grandmaster.
"Drink!" A clear whistle rang out, its sound soaring into the sky.
Somewhere in Yuezhou City, someone overheard this and whispered to the person next to them, "Is the Yuchi family preparing to choose an heir?"
"Yes, it should be," someone nearby replied.
They exchanged a glance, said nothing more, and flew towards the Yuchi Mansion as if by unspoken agreement, just like many others.
With a clear shout, Ru Feng's clothes billowed, and a flash of silver light appeared. A sharp weapon appeared in Ru Feng's hand—a silver sword, neither jade nor silver nor iron, its blade long and supple, yet in Ru Feng's hand it seemed to possess a life of its own, hard and dazzling. If someone with a keen eye were to notice, they would immediately recognize it as Ru Feng's usual belt.
The men in black exchanged glances without saying a word before launching their attack on Ru Feng. Their movements were swift, rapid, and silent. The fifteen men took their positions, forming the Fu Qiang Formation. This formation, like silken threads wrapped around the neck, enveloped anyone who entered it layer by layer. Those unfamiliar with this formation would find themselves restricted and unable to move freely.
The silver sword in Ru Feng's hand flickered, as if bound by the masked figures in the formation, unable to reveal its brilliance. Ru Feng's initial panic turned into calm. Although she felt waves of overwhelming pressure coming her way, she remained composed and skillfully used the sword techniques she had learned to withstand the pressure.
Gradually, after more than a hundred moves, Ru Feng became more and more familiar with the formation. The light on his sword grew brighter and brighter, like waves crashing on the shore or thunder shaking the sky. He cut through the masked people's clothing layer by layer. But the formation was indeed powerful. The silk-like entanglement was endless and could never be cut off or broken.
It seemed that breaking this formation would require considerable skill, and Ru Feng was locked in a fierce battle with these people. She knew that the masked men's formation was intended to slowly wear down her strength, so it appeared that they were currently evenly matched, but Ru Feng knew that as time went on, she would eventually be defeated.
After two hundred moves, Ru Feng felt his power gradually waning, a sense of powerlessness creeping in, and his swordplay slowed down. Ru Feng's heart tightened. His master had studied this formation with him before, but executing it on the spot was not as easy as he had imagined. Moreover, his strength was gradually waning, and it seemed that it was time to gamble everything.
Thinking of this, Ru Feng let out a loud shout, and the silver sword in her hand suddenly shone brightly, like mercury spilling onto the ground, attacking the group of masked men surrounding her relentlessly, cutting through their entangling attacks layer by layer. The masked men's attacks became even more urgent, and in her desperation, Ru Feng exposed an opening, thrusting a sharp sword in the direction she had chosen, drawing a rainbow in the air.
*Thud!* Ru Feng collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face pale.
*Snap!* The men in black staggered back a few steps. One of them, who had been stabbed by Ru Feng, clutched his chest, but his longsword tip was stained with blood.
Both sides suffer heavy losses!
"Step back!" Yu Chi Huaiyang stepped forward, and the man in black vanished without a trace.
"Like the wind!"
"Senior brother!"
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Everyone gasped in surprise, and those who had been inside the room all came out.
Lin Yilan threw herself on Ru Feng and cried bitterly, "Ru Feng, Ru Feng, how badly are you hurt?"
Yu Chisong pulled Lin Yilan aside and said, "Quickly move aside and let Zuiyue take a look."