Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 284 - 176: The Folly of Youth_4

The abnormality of the poison cloud around clearly revealed one thing.

The blood of the young man before them could neutralize the poison!

Almost everyone’s gaze instantly turned fervent. Xue Qinshuang represented a future investment, but the young man right now determined who would be the last one standing atop this mountain summit.

Yet no one considered why Wang Anfeng would do such a thing at this moment.

With a clang, a dagger fell to the ground.

Wang Anfeng turned around, grabbed Xue Qinshuang’s collar, and violently pulled the young girl’s cheek toward him. Simultaneously, he channeled his Mixed Yuan Skill to its limits, employing a self-destructive tactic that surged into the channels of his heart, becoming extremely violent.

"Anfeng, you must remember,"

"This core of Mixed Yuan Skill is unlike ordinary Inner Strength; it resides not in the Dantian but in the blood of the heart."

"If you encounter a poison that truly cannot be resolved, rely on the blood of your heart to sustain you for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, enough to get away."

He seemed to hear the sound of something shattering near his ear.

His heart was struck by the Inner Qi, surging wildly.

Wang Anfeng’s lips pressed against the corner of Xue Qinshuang’s lips, whose eyes suddenly widened, but she knew deeply that Wang Anfeng was not a man to take advantage of her. Just then, a bloody taste spread from the corner of her lips.

The essence blood, imbued with the final power of Mixed Yuan Skill and infused into the girl’s lips along with the residual potency of the three-thousand-year-old Dragon Blood Ginseng from his rigorous cultivation spanning over five hundred days, was potent enough to neutralize all poisons, instantly suppressing the residual poison within Xue Qinshuang’s body.

Xue Qinshuang’s eyes widened slightly.

Wang Anfeng stepped back half a step and wanted to say something, but merely whispered near the girl’s ear:

"Miss Xue, please forgive my impulsive actions in these desperate times."

Yet in his heart, he was smiling and saying:

Xue Qinshuang...

My heart delights in you.

The young man’s pupils were filled with a deathly resolve, yet they shone intensely bright as he smiled at the shocked Xue Qinshuang. He raised his hand and firmly patted her shoulder, pouring out his Inner Strength in a refined force, sending Xue Qinshuang flying away, her right hand slipping off Wang Anfeng’s sleeve.

Behind him, the impatient Martial Artists already lunged at Wang Anfeng.

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Wang Anfeng violently rolled to one side. Amid his blood, the potency of the age-old Spiritual Medicine began to disperse into the air, causing the man in blue robes and ’Sai Yama’ to cry out in surprise, their expressions drastically changing.

"Forget about that young girl!"

"Catch this boy!"

In the raging blast of air, Wang Anfeng’s body was wrapped up by the blast and brutally slammed into a side, and numerous weapons, including daggers and long swords, instantly hacked onto his body, yet emitted a sonorous ringing sound as they all struck.

Red-golden Buddhist Scriptures crazily spread from Wang Anfeng’s forehead, causing the leading Martial Artists to change their expressions dramatically, uncontrollably staggering backwards.

In this desperate situation, he still managed to step forward.

If it is my fault,

then I shall bear it myself!

With a cracking sound, more blades chopped down on Wang Anfeng, the Golden Bell Shield trembling with each strike. Yet, in the corner of the boy’s eyes, he already saw most people being distracted by him, this walking Spiritual Medicine. His hands moved back, pressing down on the weapons hacking at him.

Although the Golden Bell Shield was capable of standing unparalleled among his peers, it started making cracking sounds under the assault of multiple Eighth Rank Martial Artists. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed by, and a burst of blood erupted from Wang Anfeng’s right knee, causing his body to tremble and drop to one knee.

A spear thrust toward Wang Anfeng.

The young man fiercely raised his hand, grabbed the shaft of the spear, and roared aloud, breaking the spear in two. Yet, he felt a coldness in his chest as a sharp longsword pierced through his body, taking away his last bit of strength.

More weapons fell upon Wang Anfeng’s body.

The Golden Bell Shield wailed ceaselessly, shattering.

His Inner Strength, after striking his cardiac channels, was already severely damaged.

Faced against more than thirty Eighth Rank Martial Artists and more than ten Seventh Rank Martial Artists with just a single wounded Eighth Rank.

Foolhardy.

Truly, there is nothing more foolhardy.

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The heart severely injured.

The Golden Bell Shield destroyed.

The ability to resist hundreds of poisons abolished.

The right knee lacerated, organs perforated.

His vision completely blurred, yet through the blurriness, he saw the wooden sword that had just slipped from his grip laying on the ground. Aside from that wooden sword, everything else had faded into darkness.

The surroundings were noisy.

But a familiar cold voice came through, the Scholar in blue robes standing in front of him, frowning as he looked at him, surrounded by the scenery of Shaolin Temple, the Scholar coldly said.

"Stand up!"

"If you want to learn my swordsmanship, this wooden sword must never leave your hand."

"Even unto death, do not let go!"

On the side, Wei Changkong raised his long sword, blocking ’Sai Yama’ and the man in blue robes, coldly said:

"What are you trying to do?!"

’Sai Yama’ looked at the dying, soon to be harvested ’Human Shaped Spiritual Medicine’, coldly laughing:

"Wei Changkong, you wish to stop me?!"

Wei Changkong nodded, saying:

"If you wish to pass through there, forgive me for standing a death battle against you!"

"Such a hero, if you extract him for medicine, my Fire Refining Sect, every single one of us, will fight you to the death!"

As these words were spoken, a sharp murderous aura soared into the sky, and the man in blue robes coldly laughed:

"Such foolhardiness, seeking his own death? And he qualifies as a hero?"

Wei Changkong’s weapon heavily slammed onto the ground, coldly saying: