HEAVEN SWORD DRAGON SABRE Book 2 of 2

Help From The Son To Capture The Leader Part 2

When Zhang WuJi saw this, he felt even worse. He tried to go up and apologize again, but that monk only looked at him venomously. Hearing more noise coming from afar, he stopped caring for the monk. Picking up Xiao Zhao, Zhang WuJi immediately darted to the location of the sound. After going through the front door, he passed two buildings, and finally into a large square. The square is filled with people. The people on the west are less in numbers, and most are wounded. The people on the east are separated into six groups, with a lot more in numbers. Zhang WuJi saw the likes of Yang Xiao, Wei YiXiao, Monk Peng, and Shuo BuDe* all in the Ming group. From the looks of it, they still have trouble moving. Yang BuHui sat by her dad's side. In the middle of the square, two people are fighting. As everyone's attention is on the fight, no one them. Zhang WuJi got closer to see clearly. He saw that both combatants used bare fists, but their strikes carried the wind, power unimaginable. Obviously both people are two of the top fighters in the world. Those two people's body moved quickly, their strokes extremely fast. Then suddenly, the four palms struck each other, all movement stopped immediately in a flash. The spectators all yelled together, "Great!"

*For those who don't remember them, Wei YiXiao is the Green Bat King. Shou BuDe(Can't Say) is the person who carried ZWJ in his sack. Monk Peng is another member of the 'Wu San Ren',

Zhang WuJi was shocked when he saw the faces of the combatants. The short middle-aged man with a determined face is Wu Dang's fourth hero Zhang SongXi. His opponent is and old man, whose long brows look whiter than snow, his nose crooked, like an eagle's beak. Zhang WuJi thought, "Since when did the Ming sect have another person this powerful? Who is he?" Suddenly, he heard someone in the Hua Shan sect scream, "Old man white-brow, give up now, how can you be a match for the fourth hero of Wu Dang?" When Zhang WuJi heard the name 'old man white-brow', he immediately figured it out, "Oh, so he... he's my grandfather. White-browed Eagle King!" He wanted to go up and embrace him. But they're still matching inner strength as of right now. On one side you have one of the Ming sect's Four Great Protection Lords, on the other you have one of Zhang SanFeng's top student. As the battle seemingly near the end, both sides started to hold their breath, concerned for their own side's fighter. This battle is not only a match between Wu Dang and the Ming sect, but the fighters' healths are at risk too. Only to see both people still as statues. Zhang SongXi knows that Yin TianZheng has twenty extra years of inner power cultivation, but he has the advantage of youth and a body in his prime. He didn't realize that Ying TianZheng is a prodigy at martial arts. Although he is quite old, his body still has the stamina of a youngster. Waves of chi strikes came continuously at Zhang SongXi. When Zhang WuJi first saw them, his reaction was pure joy. But that soon turned to worry. One is his grandfather. One is his dad's martial brother, who treated him like a son. When he was still suffering from Xuan Ming Palm, all the Wu Dang heroes took turns sacrificing their own inner power to prolong his life. No matter who dies, he would be deeply miserable.

Just as he was about to go break up the fight, both Yin TianZheng and Zhang SongXi yelled, the four palms broke apart, and each person retreated six to seven steps. Zhang SongXi said, "Elder Yin's power is simply amazing. You have my admiration." Ying TianZheng said, "Brother Zhang's inner power skill has no equal, I must say that mine is no match. You are the martial brother of my son-in-law. Do we really have to fight to the death here?" When Zhang WuJi heard him talk about his father, his head kept yelling, "Stop! Stop!" Zhang SongXi said, "I retreated one more step than you did, so I admit defeat." After bowing, he retreated to his group.

Suddenly another person came out from the Wu Dang sect. He pointed at Yin TianZheng, "Old man Ying, if you hadn't brought up my fifth brother, I would have let that slide. But my third and fifth brother were both injured because of your Heavenly Eagle sect. If I don't have my revenge here, I don't think we would deserve our nickname of the 'Seven Wu Dang Heroes'." As he spoke, his sword came out. Under the bright sun the sword sparkled as he moved into the starting 'Wan Yue Chao Zong' position. This is the normal Wu Dang position when dueling against elders. Although Muo ShengGu is incredibly angry, he still did not lose his cool in front of the masses. Making sure he pays the proper respect to an elder. Yin TianZheng sighed, as his face showed much sadness. "After my daughter died, I stopped caring to use swords. But if I face your sword with bare fists, that would be too disrespectful." He pointed to a Ming member who uses the iron staff, "Can I borrow your staff for a moment?" That Ming member presented it to him with both hands. Yin TianZheng took the iron staff, and then use his hand to break it in two.