Chapter 1082 - Fall of a Master
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Wang Zheng and his two companions quietly climbed up to Jingyun Peak on the Western Hills. They had originally thought that eliminating Duanmu Yichun would be quite a challenge, but they happened to catch him during this moment of madness—there was no better opportunity than this. So Wang Zheng acted decisively, while Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan took advantage of the situation to launch a sneak attack.
For Duanmu Yichun, who had always been calm and collected, ordinary ambushes were nothing to be concerned about. However, things were different now that he was no longer behaving like a man; his temperament had become irritable and violent. Upon sensing the gust of wind behind him, he turned around in anger!
However, that speck of golden light moved as swiftly as a shooting star!
As Duanmu Yichun was turning around, the golden blade had already reached his front!
It was incredibly fast—too fast!
Duanmu Yichun instinctively raised his hand to block it; the golden blade effortlessly pierced through his skin and into his arm bone!
Duanmu Yichun let out a roar of rage, his right fingers gripping onto the hilt of the exposed part of the golden blade outside his arm, pulling hard. A stream of blood instantly spurted out.
Duanmu Yichun wanted to replicate the action he had once performed in the African desert: with one hand gripping the golden blade, he pulled as hard as he could, causing a silver line to snap taut—in two months prior, it was precisely this move that had severely injured Xiao Chenyu!
Just when Xiao Chenyu's body was about to be dragged off the ground, a beam of white light suddenly surged over from another direction!
Facing attacks from both sides, Duanmu Yichun did not release his grip on the golden blade. Instead of dodging or blocking, he lifted his right leg high up in an attempt to strike at the side of the fan-blade weapon.
With great skill comes boldness; even though he was already nearly insane, under such perilous circumstances, his combat instincts still existed!
And just then, Wang Zheng, standing on another side, suddenly moved!
As Endi Yichen watched his foot almost flick the knife fan away, a tremendous force suddenly struck him from behind. The power enveloped his entire body, overwhelming him to the point of being uncontrollable!
For the first time in all those years, Endi Yichen felt utterly powerless as his body was sent flying by Wang Zheng's blow, like a kite with its string cut.
The deranged Endi Yichen could not stand up to the three of them.
Wang Zheng stood rooted to the spot, watching Endi Yichen silently.
Xiao Chenyu's left hand trembled, sending the golden blade streaking through the air once more. The speed had increased by a notch compared to before as it pursued Endi Yichen in midair!
The knife fan also traced an arc, chasing after the golden blade!
Shh!
A faint sound echoed as the golden blade passed effortlessly through Endi Yichen's chest! The silver cord tugged and paused momentarily before retracting swiftly. It carved a gaping inch-long wound in his torso!
Xiao Chenyu’s strike, though not hitting the heart directly, nearly sliced Endi Yichen’s lungs in half!
A massive amount of air rushed into his chest cavity, causing Endi Yichen to instantly feel breathless! Each inhalation and exhalation, actions usually so simple, now felt like enduring immense force and excruciating pain.
The moment the golden blade retracted, the knife fan followed closely behind. Several blades spun at an incredible speed, tearing a gruesome bloody slot across Endi Yichen’s chest, akin to a meat grinder!
The sharpness of the knife fan exceeded expectations; even his ribcage was severed! Blood splattered wildly in the wind.
His body crashed heavily onto the ground, spewing blood. His chest was already a mess of flesh and blood!
However, Wang Zheng remained stationary at his original position.
The knife-fan struck successfully and immediately turned around. Zhang Xuan ran a few steps forward to grab the knife-fan and then swung it back!
Dengmu Yichen seemed to want to use all his strength to lift himself up, knowing that lying here was tantamount to sitting duck waiting for slaughter. However, with his chest and lungs suffering from irreparable severe injuries, he was nearly completely drained of energy!
As soon as Dengmu Yichen's hand just began to prop up his body, the knife-fan came surging over again, accurately slashing through his elbow joint!
Dengmu Yichen’s right arm instantly turned into two separate pieces!
The loss of support caused him to fall heavily onto the ground!
Once more, the golden blade struck once again. This time, Xiao Chenyu didn't attack any other part but directly aimed for the opponent's throat!
A flicker of gold light flashed and vanished as if slicing through tofu with ease; the golden blade effortlessly cleaved through Dengmu Yichen’s windpipe, causing blood to spurt out wildly, instantly staining a large area of ground beneath him red!
Dengmu Yichen's eyes turned blood-red, seemingly unable to believe this fact.
His other intact hand clutched at his neck as if attempting to stop the bleeding, yet he couldn’t cover that wound no matter what; more and more blood flowed out continuously.
Soon enough, Dengmu Yichen found himself unable to keep his eyes open!
He felt his eyelids extremely heavy, heavier than he could bear!
In the final moments of life, with all residual strength mustered up, Dengmu Yichen shot a profoundly venomous glance towards Wang Zheng before heavily crashing down onto the ground!
The一代宗師 Endi Yichen has fallen!
At this moment, Wang Zheng let out a soft sigh. His eyes revealed no trace of joy.
Just as he had said, too many people had died on this path—whether they deserved to die or should have lived on.
"If not for this old man's drastic change in personality, we might not have been able to subdue him." Zhang Xuan cleaned the knife fan in the pond and looked at Endi Yichen’s body, unsure of how to express his emotions.
Indeed, if not for Wang Zheng’s sneak attack that caused severe internal injuries to Endi Yichen, Xiao Chényǔ and Zhang Xuan wouldn’t have had such a favorable opportunity to strike. If Endi Yichen had engaged them in battle calmly, the outcome would’ve been uncertain.
"Let's go, it's time to head down the mountain."
Wang Zheng glanced at Endi Yichen’s body before taking large strides towards the cliff edge without any intention of burying him.
Su Tianqi was also in a meeting room at the capital city’s Chang’an Hotel, negotiating with Lewandowicz about the acquisition of Su Corporation.
When Poland's financial group, represented by Lewandowicz, expressed interest in acquiring Su Corporation right from the start, it was as if Su Tianqi had won a major prize. He eagerly arranged for negotiations to begin without delay.
With one side wanting to buy and the other willing to sell, and with the buyer offering an agreeable price, everything seemed to fall into place naturally.
Still, Su Tianqi wanted to showcase his negotiating skills. He elegantly took a puff of his cigar, causing smoke to fill the entire meeting room.
A beautiful female secretary beside Lewandowicz covered her nose and mouth, lightly furrowing her brow with a slight expression of disgust.
"Dear Mr. Lewandowicz, to be honest, Su Corporation is my grandfather’s life's work. He is busy with other matters and doesn’t know about this negotiation I’m having with you. If he did find out, our talks would immediately cease. Do you understand what I mean"找，但這麼久以來，連他都冇有找到任何關於王錚的訊息。上官詩詩的心也隨著時間慢慢沉了下去。Where is he…………"The little one is moving again," Shang Chen, holding his increasingly prominent belly, smiled gently, her expression filled with tenderness....