Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 959: Admiration of the Western Poison

As soon as the words fell, the seven figures suddenly scattered, charging left and right, racing east and west, believing that this chaotic formation would surely confuse the enemy’s gaze. In an instant, the seven figures had reformed their positions. Only the positions of the Douping and Doukui had swapped, and the formation had shifted from due west to southeast.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly at this sight and immediately directed the two women to reposition themselves.

Seeing the formation established, the two figures of Tianshu and Yuheng thrust their swords forward. Suddenly, they noticed the two women standing at the true north of the Douping, forming an angle against each other. The two figures were alarmed: “If we charge forward, won’t Kaoyang and Tianxuan be seriously injured?”

In a moment of hesitation, the daoist of Tianquan shouted loudly, “We cannot attack, retreat quickly!” He was both shocked and angry, whistling loudly to signal the six others to change formations.

Qiu Qianren watched as the seven daoists ran around like madmen, while the two women only needed to follow Song Qingshu’s instructions, moving a few steps east, west, south, or north. The seven figures dared not launch even a single attack against them, and his admiration for Song Qingshu grew even more.

Feeling that the time was right, Song Qingshu spoke, “Daiqisi, Miss Qiucao, prepare to break the formation, dash left two steps!”

After several previous changes in formation, the two women were completely convinced by Song Qingshu and did not hesitate to follow his orders.

The seven figures were alarmed; it was at this moment they realized that the Big Dipper formation was entirely under the control of the two women. As they dashed left, if the seven did not follow suit, their backs would be exposed and defenseless, which was extremely dangerous in martial arts. Thus, they had no choice but to follow left.

This way, the seven were caught in an inextricable situation. When the two women ran fast, the seven followed suit; when the two slowed down, the seven slowed down as well. The martial skills of these daoists were already inferior to those of Daiqisi and Qiucao, and they soon began to struggle.

The young daoist, with the shallowest internal strength, was spun around by the two women for over ten circles, feeling dizzy and breathless, on the verge of falling. Yet he knew that if even one person was lost from the Big Dipper formation, the entire formation would collapse immediately, so he gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on.

The greatest strength of the Big Dipper formation lay in its mutual support; when the enemy attacked Kaoyang, Yaoguang and Yuheng would have to leap down to assist. Once those two descended, Tianshu and Tianquan would have to follow, and in an instant, the entire formation would be affected.

The two women, following Song Qingshu’s instructions, moved in and out of the formation with ease, as if they were dancing gracefully. Having just occupied the North Star Position, they quickly turned towards the left side of the Big Dipper formation.

Tianquan recognized the danger and had no time to admire the two women’s graceful figures, hastily leading the formation to the right. In any duel, one must face the enemy; if the enemy circled behind, one had to turn around to confront them. At this moment, the direction the two women were heading was precisely the critical weak point of the Big Dipper formation. They did not need to attack; the seven daoists had to adjust the formation to face them directly.

The two women kept Song Qingshu’s instructions in mind, moving left without turning back, only varying their speed and angle, but always running left. As they firmly occupied the North Star Position, the seven had no choice but to follow left.

The two women ran faster and faster, eventually moving like startled swans, their toes barely touching the ground as they covered several zhang. The seven figures, despite their extraordinary skills, found themselves in a disadvantageous position; even though they were in a difficult situation, the formation remained intact, with Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaoyang, and Yaoguang all holding their positions firmly, yet they were involuntarily following the two women’s swift pace.

Even Ouyang Feng, watching from the side, couldn’t help but cheer, “The disciples of the Quanzhen Sect truly have some skill.”

The reason Song Qingshu instructed the two women to use only Qinggong and not to counterattack was that the Heavenly Big Dipper Formation was tightly defended, with almost no flaws. To break through this formation would inevitably involve some risks. At this moment, he had regarded Daiqisi as his private treasure; she was flawless, and if she were to suffer even a scratch, it would be a loss.

Thus, he adopted a relatively safer approach, relying on the superior Qinggong of the two women to exhaust the seven daoists. Sure enough, at first, the seven could barely keep up, but as time passed, their lightness of body began to show differences. The three at the positions of Tianquan, Tianshu, and Yuheng had higher skills and ran faster, while the others gradually fell behind, revealing gaps in the Big Dipper formation.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly; after saying a few words, the two women seized the fleeting gap and struck the daoist at the Yaoguang position, and once the Heavenly Big Dipper formation lost even one person, it could no longer be reformed.

Without the formation’s support, the remaining daoists were no match for the two women and quickly fell to the ground, clutching their wounds and groaning incessantly.

Song Qingshu secretly smiled wryly; Pucha Qiucao was a noble from the Jurchen clan and naturally would not regard the lives of commoners highly. Daiqisi had also been a ruthless character in her past, and after being so stifled by the seven daoists’ Big Dipper formation, it was no surprise she struck hard. Fortunately, both women remembered his orders; although the seven had suffered serious injuries, they were ultimately not in danger of losing their lives.

After taking down the seven daoists, the two women exchanged glances and suddenly dashed up the mountain in silence. Song Qingshu was left dumbfounded: they hadn’t forgotten about the competition; women were indeed persistent in this regard.

Song Qingshu leisurely followed behind with Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren. He saw Daiqisi and Pucha Qiucao gradually pulling ahead. Just when he thought she was certain to win, he suddenly noticed Daiqisi stopped halfway up the mountain.

Pucha Qiucao felt a surge of joy and hurried her pace to catch up, but when she reached Daiqisi’s side and saw the situation before her, she too came to a halt.

Song Qingshu had already sensed the presence of many people above, and his brow furrowed slightly. With a light step, he transformed into a shadow, instantly appearing beside the two women.

Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren exchanged glances, both recognizing the shock in each other’s eyes.

“Master Qiu, you once claimed to be the number one in Qinggong; how do you feel about that now?” Ouyang Feng asked teasingly.

Qiu Qianren shook his head with a bitter smile, “Master Ouyang, why must you mock me? In front of the young master, how could I dare to mention the words ‘Qinggong’?”

Ouyang Feng sighed, “If he had been present during the Sword Debate at Mount Hua, I wonder if Wang Chongyang could have still claimed the title of number one in the world.”

Qiu Qianren was taken aback. Although he had vaguely estimated that Song Qingshu’s martial arts were above Ouyang Feng’s, that was merely a guess. Hearing Ouyang Feng acknowledge it in person for the first time and directly compare him to Wang Chongyang was shocking.

It should be known that the Eastern Heretic, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar were all proud individuals, possessing unparalleled martial arts. Few could catch their attention in the world. The only one who could win the admiration of all four was Wang Chongyang.

During the Sword Debate at Mount Hua, the five fought for seven days and nights, with Wang Chongyang defeating and subduing the other four, being unanimously recognized as number one. In contrast, in “The Return of the Condor Heroes,” Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong fought for three days and nights, ultimately resulting in mutual destruction, with neither conceding to the other. Yet Wang Chongyang managed to subdue all four of them within seven days and nights; his realm was likely at least a level higher than the other four.

Thus, when Qiu Qianren heard Ouyang Feng compare Song Qingshu to Wang Chongyang, how could he not be shocked?