Chapter Five, The Methods of the Three Young Ladies of Autumn

The martial arts of Qiu Difei are quite unconventional

Then, the man in black fell down

The many other women in the room had already left long ago

Pity him, for the two individuals he encountered today are truly two more vibrant oddities in the martial arts world—one pretends to be foolish, acting like a pig to eat the tiger, causing him to spit blood in frustration; the other despises himself for not being a bit more foolish, as he comprehends every word spoken by that person, madly spitting blood in every line and between the lines of his speech

The black-clad man's palm strength had almost begun to radiate outward, but in the sudden absence of Qiu Difei, in order to maintain his dignity, he could only force a composed expression and grit his teeth to retract all the remaining palm energy.

The above may be lengthy, but it does not imply that the distance between the man in black and Mu Qianshan is great. It is merely a slow-motion replay. When masters engage in combat, even if they are separated by hundreds of meters, once they begin to exchange blows, a slight sway of their figures can bring them right before one's eyes. The entire process can truly be described as fleeting like a white horse passing through a gap. In an instant, their figures can appear right in front of you, and then they brush past each other, leaving behind an opponent who is spraying blood in all directions towards the heavens. The entire process can truly be described as fleeting like a white horse passing through a gap. In an instant, their figures can appear right in front of you, and then they brush past each other, leaving behind an opponent who is spraying blood in all directions towards the heavens. And a victorious fool standing proudly beneath the sky, sword pointed towards the heavens, loudly proclaiming, "I have won!"

These are the two troublemakers I encountered today

Mu Qianshan gently turned his head slightly and said to Qiudi Fei with a bright smile: "Sister, what my brother just said was: Xiangxiang, here is the antidote for you... but it won't help, you are about to have an outbreak."

Qiu Difei roared: Fool, I will cut you down first and then speak!

As Qiu Difei was falling down, he earnestly urged Mu Qianshan, saying: "The greatest and most formidable Lord Niu, I do not wish to commit suicide; I only seek to faint, not to die! I simply do not have time to wait for your antidote! If I wait any longer, I fear I will joyfully strip off my own clothes! ... Please do not bury me ... ... In fact, I am still alive ... ... If I wait any longer, I fear I will joyfully strip off my own clothes! ... Please do not bury me ... ... In fact, I am still alive ... ...

However, Qiu Difei still heard it clearly.

The face of the man in black was filled with a look of disdain. He believed that Qiu Difei's presence in the martial arts world was a disgrace to the sword and a sorrow to the blade

Thus, during a brief moment after the occurrence of three events simultaneously, everyone in the room maintained silence

Qiu Difei gazed longingly at Mu Qianshan with eyes filled with resentment, sorrow, and tears, as if there were a thousand words to say to him... She wanted to scold him fiercely; in her heart, it felt as if she had a thousand knives to stab him... She wished to wave her hands forcefully at him; yet on her face, a charming and alluring flush had already begun to appear.

In the realm of martial arts, those who wield swords are often referred to as follows: a thrust—when the sword is plunged down, one can see the flesh of the person riddled with gaping wounds, and blood spurts out wildly.

The man in black was originally quietly regulating his internal energy, but after hearing Mu Qianshan's words, he was suddenly filled with rage. The vital energy that had just reached a critical moment became completely chaotic, and a mouthful of metallic sweetness nearly surged up his throat.

Mu Qianshan, with a profound and inscrutable smile, lightly asked the man in black: "Do you dare to bite the butt?"

So, does this person possess inner strength or not? In fact, this can be absent, it can truly be absent!

Qiu Difei pounced beside Mu Qianshan, gazing at the stunning man with an expression of absolute longing, and said: "Elder brother! You are going to give me the antidote, right? Please, give it to me quickly!" Qiu Difei estimated that she might only have a little bit of time left, perhaps just the duration of a small incense stick.

What a good set of teeth

Then, when no one was watching, Mu Qianshan almost trembled as he raised the fifth cup of tea and drank it to his heart's content

Then, in a state of inner conflict, Qiu and Tushudi Fei tugged at their collar while simultaneously wanting to untie and tighten it, and they suddenly slammed their heads against the wall

The man in black shouted with his mouth wide open while taking pictures: "Mu Qianshan, I’m going all out! I bet you have no internal power! I bet you haven’t sprinkled any red-hot powder on your hair! Hand over your life to me! Hand over the Qianque Heart Sutra to me!"

Do not retract the force against the wall. Not only will it be embarrassing at that time, but who knows who will feel more pain, him or the wall. Therefore, it is essential to hold back the strength.

As the man in black opened his mouth wide and elongated the final syllable into "Lai---", three events occurred simultaneously in that instant

Mu Qianshan looked at the man in black, who was lost in thought, and said with a hearty laugh: "Senior brother, why not come and try it yourself? After a single attempt, wouldn't you know whether Qianshan possesses inner strength or not? Senior brother, in fact, this can be absent, it can truly be absent! Hehehe..."

He raised his arm, his palm subtly channeling energy, preparing to end the life of the fool Qiu San in a single strike. From then on, he sought liberation for the sword and preserved the integrity of the knife

As the man in black fell, he made a heartfelt confession to Qiu Difei, his last moment of clarity: You cunning fool

Since childhood, he has had an exceptionally violent temperament. From the day he cultivated his internal energy, whenever he becomes extremely angry, his breath becomes unstable, his internal energy is in disarray, and he spews blood uncontrollably

However, it feels somewhat hurt inside, doesn't it? It's frustrating

The man in black still wants to spit blood

Without a word, Qiu Difei stood up straight and drew the sword across his own neck

The sword fell to the ground. Qiudifei remained motionless.

I am, after all, the most distinguished master in the world! I refuse to believe that I cannot have a full cup of tea today

Mu Qianshan lifted the teacup for the fourth time. Then, with a smile, he glanced at Qiu Difei, who stood motionless beside him. She truly remained completely still

Then

The man in black stared at Mu Qianshan, stammering uncertainly: "Dare to... to be certain! How could I not be certain... certain!"

The man in black quietly sat to the side, adjusting his somewhat disordered internal energy

Xiang Xiang, here is the antidote for you

She was acupressured by Mu Qianshan. She attempted to slit her throat but failed

The first matter. Mu Qianshan struggled in various ways, caught between swallowing and spitting out, ultimately choosing such a fate for his fourth cup of tea: half swallowed, half spat out. In the interest of fairness, he coughed twice with force for both the swallowed and the spat out halves.

This is indeed a remarkable and unique flower in the martial arts world

Thus, Qiudifei swung her sword, and it seemed that the blade was about to make contact with the black-clad man's arm, which was channeling his internal energy—meaning she was on the verge of being severely injured or even killed by his power. In the blink of an eye, she suddenly retracted her sword, swiftly executed a spinning step, and quickly moved to Mu Qianshan's side

After Mu Qianshan had settled Autumn Difei, he spoke to the man in black with a faint reproach: "Senior Brother, you have been entangled with me for nearly ten years. How is it that you have persisted until now and still refuse to give me up?"

Miss Qiu San possesses great creativity in the martial arts world, as she wields a "sword" and fiercely shouts: I will "chop" you!

Where does he dare to be certain about? He merely made a careful conjecture in his own way. This Mu Qianshan has been full of twists and turns since childhood. He originally thought that Mu Qianshan should have lost all his internal energy by now. After all, compared to him, the man in black, although his martial arts ranking is slightly lower, his mathematics grades have always been among the best in the martial arts world. It's not bragging; his skills in calculations are truly excellent, and the errors in his predictions are generally quite small. He was very confident that Mu Qianshan had no internal energy left at this moment, but just now he witnessed Mu Qianshan using a technique to strike at Qiu Difei from a distance. Moreover, it didn't seem like a feigned strike. Just by looking at that foolish girl, Hua, with her flushed face, one could tell that she must have already started to suffer from spring fever. If she hadn't been struck, she would definitely be joyfully jumping around and taking off her clothes right now. Just by looking at that foolish girl, Hua, with her flushed face, one could tell that she must have already started to suffer from spring fever. If she hadn't been struck, she would definitely be joyfully jumping around and taking off her clothes right now.

In the brief moment following the three concurrent events, the three individuals remained silent

However, just as he was about to swallow the warm tea in his mouth, a black-clad figure, carrying a force akin to a stampede of thousands of horses, struck down fiercely with a palm towards Mu Qianshan's head!

After finishing the drink, he tilted his head back and let out a long howl

His voice was extremely soft, as if those few words had just slipped out of his mouth and, in the blink of an eye, had already dissolved into the air

The second matter. The autumn maiden, who should have been immobilized by acupoint pressure, has risen from the dead. In a swift and unexpected manner, she scattered a large handful of unknown powder into the wide-open mouth of the black-clad man, who was completely unprepared for her attack.

However, in the past three to five years, there have only been two individuals who could make him so agitated that he would spurt blood.

The man in black spat out a mouthful of fresh blood! While spewing blood, he struggled and shouted amidst the blood in his mouth: "You! You! Shut your mouth! I clearly wasn't talking about your heart! You know very well that I was referring to the Thousand Gaps Heart Sutra! Mu Qianshan, don't think I don't know, when the Thousand Gaps Heart Sutra is practiced to the final stage and is about to reach full mastery, the practitioner will experience a loss of internal energy for twelve days. I have calculated this carefully; these days should be the days when you have no internal energy before reaching full mastery!" Mu Qianshan, don't think I don't know, when the Thousand Gaps Heart Sutra is practiced to the final stage and is about to reach full mastery, the practitioner will experience a loss of internal energy for twelve days. I have calculated this carefully; these days should be the days when you have no internal energy before reaching full mastery!

Mu Qianshan, with a look of helplessness as flowers fall, said to the man in black: "Senior brother, are you perhaps wanting the heart that lies within Qianshan? I fear that Qianshan will have to live a life of disappointing your misguided affection! Qianshan is truly only infatuated with the fairer sex!"

Only then did the hand rise and the sword fall

In the martial world, those who wield a knife are referred to as such: with a single slash, one could see that person's head roll away like a split rotten watermelon, blood and pulp spilling out as it rolled to the sides.

He, the man in black, was ranked a respectable fourth in this year's martial arts rankings. How is it that today he has been reduced to the point of continuously spitting fresh blood, being pressured by a foolish flower girl and a suspect with no internal power?

Very good. This cup of tea can finally be enjoyed with peace of mind

The man in black swallowed hard, the taste of blood and sweetness lingering in his mouth, and shouted sternly at Mu Qianshan: "Shut up! Do not say things that might lead others to misunderstand that I have any shameful intentions towards you! I have been entangled with you for ten years, for heaven's sake! What I am really entangled with is the one in your arms... cough cough cough cough..." As he reached the crux of the matter, the speaker became overly agitated and began to cough incessantly.

As Qiu Difei swung her sword, it was about to make contact with the black-clad man's arm, which was channeling internal energy—this meant she was on the verge of being severely injured or even killed by his inner strength. In the blink of an eye, Mu Qianshan, who was sitting leisurely in his seat, turned his exquisite face slightly towards the window to admire the scenery. A gentle breeze brushed past his lotus-like face, making Mu Qianshan look as beautiful as a celestial being from a painting. Despite the wind stirring the grass, Mu Qianshan remained unmoved, and with a calm demeanor, he uttered a few words.

The third incident. The event of the autumn three's resurrection and the scattering of powder occurred quite suddenly. The man in black, caught off guard and without any mental preparation, abruptly cut short the prolonged pronunciation of the word "come". He then paused midway, concentrating the strength in his palm, and stopped himself, inadvertently swallowing all the unknown powder without caution.