Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Chapter 82 Dragon and Tiger Settled! Bamboo Staff and Straw Sandals Easier Than a Horse

rain.

rainstorm.

A torrential downpour fell on Mount Song like a celestial river overflowing its banks, washing over Luoyang City.

Under the gloomy sky, large raindrops fell densely like a hanging beaded curtain. Even the once bustling streets were now deserted, without a trace of human presence.

All the江湖人 (jianghu people) gathered in the restaurant, drinking, chatting, sharing their experiences, and also bragging.

Yang Jian was one of them.

Despite the fact that everyone he drank with yesterday was dead, Yang Jian was now entitled to boast in this tavern. Holding his wine cup, his face was flushed as if smeared with chicken blood, his body swayed, and his eyes were bloodshot. His hoarse voice was almost a roar as he spoke:

"A jinx? Screw you, jinx! It's all that idiot's fault, his brain was turned upside down by a dog, who insisted on badmouthing Wei Wu in the restaurant. Then Fairy Baiyun overheard him, and lo and behold! He got split in two, and dragged two of my brothers down with him!"

"Bang!"

He gripped the wine glass tightly in his hand and slammed his fist on the table.

"Three skilled fighters! Three lives! But none could withstand a single sword strike from Fairy White Cloud!"

Seeing his vivid and engaging delivery, the crowd believed him to some extent, but only to a small degree.

I've never heard of any interaction between Fairy Baiyun and that coward Wei Wu. Why would she stand up for Wei Wu?

Three swords killed three people, all because of one sentence... Isn't this the style of a demon?

Those familiar with Ding Baiyun knew that Fairy Baiyun was capable of such a thing, but for those who had only heard rumors and whose minds were filled with the word "fairy," their first reaction was:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

But before anyone could defend Fairy Baiyun, Yang Jian dropped a bombshell.

"I could have run away, but Wei Wu was there too!"

He was so fast, I didn't even know when he appeared, but with just a lift and a throw, I collapsed to the ground!

Even though the restaurant was brightly lit, the light shining on Yang Jian's face made him look deathly pale. The "chicken blood" on his face had somehow faded, and now he looked as white as a lost ghost that had just crawled out of the ground.

His teeth chattered as he said, "That Wei Wu is simply inhuman!"

The Fairy of White Clouds drew her sword at him, but he used only two fingers to snap it in two. Each piece fell to the ground, neatly arranged in a row, exactly the broken blade!

Those in the martial arts world paled at these words, except for a mocking voice from a private room on the second floor: "If that's the case, why doesn't Wei Wu dare to participate in the Dragon and Tiger Ranking?"

Everyone suddenly realized what was happening and burst into laughter, saying, "He probably doesn't dare, otherwise they wouldn't have paid this coward to spout nonsense while drunk!"

Everyone took Yang Jian's words as a performance.

However, Yang Jian was not annoyed. He turned his head to look at the private room on the second floor from which the sound came, and chuckled, "You have such audacity, are you perhaps a master on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking?"

The voice from the second floor was languid, "What if it is? What if it isn't?"

"That would be best, because in a few days you will be able to see for yourself whether Wei Wu's abilities are merely empty words or if his reputation is well-deserved."

I only hope that you will be able to laugh out loud then, just as you are today.

The boisterous laughter in the restaurant suddenly subsided.

Everyone looked at Yang Jian with surprise and doubt.

The person who was talking on the second floor also came out of the private room and stood by the railing. He was dressed in a white outfit, with a knife hanging at his waist. It was a strange knife that was completely black, with even the hilt and scabbard being as black as ink. It was as long and narrow as his sharp eyebrows and eyes.

His brows and eyes held a resolute air, yet his expression was frivolous. A roguish smile graced his young, handsome face as he leaned casually against the railing and asked:

"What, is he going to participate in the Dragon and Tiger Ranking on the last day?"

"No."

Yang Jian shook his head, his face contorted with a ferocious glint in his eyes, and roared, fueled by the alcohol:

"He wants..."

"Slaughter!"

"Rankings!"

slam-la-

The restaurant was silent, except for the increasingly intense sound of rain on the street, with raindrops pounding into puddles and creating countless waves.

……

The torrential rain continued for three days.

Wei Wu then stayed in the civilian residence for three days.

Ding Baiyun has been here for three days.

When she arrived on the fourth day, she brought good news:

"Shaolin Temple couldn't hold back any longer. They originally said the rankings would be finalized on the 15th of August, but now the top-ranked masters in the Dragon Gate Tournament are so angry that they've stormed into Shaolin Temple to force you to take action. Shaolin Temple has no choice but to move the date forward by a month."

"July 15th?"

Wei Wu calculated the days and a look of bewilderment crossed his face. "They certainly know how to pick their timing."

"That's good. The gates of hell open on the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month, saving the Black and White Impermanence a lot of trouble."

Perhaps Shaolin Temple also felt that the Ghost Festival was not a good time, so they specially moved it forward by one day. On the fourteenth day, they erected five wooden stakes, each two feet thick and at least three zhang long, in the forest of Shaolin's Stele Mountain, with yellow brocade banners hanging on them.

The top ten on the Dragon and Tiger List are in the first pile, the eleventh to thirtieth are in the second pile, the thirty-first to seventieth are in the third pile, the seventy-first to ninetyth are in the fourth pile, and the ninety-first to one hundredth are in the fifth pile.

Their lengths are varied, just like human fingers.

However, in this arrangement, being first is an honor, while being last is a disgrace for proud and arrogant people in the martial arts world.

Therefore, when Xinshu, a graduate of the Hanlin Academy, finished writing the Dragon and Tiger List rankings in a flamboyant style, the bottom ten immediately erupted in excitement, all demanding to compete against those ahead of them again.

This is also Shaolin's goal.

We must use this method to force out some experts, so they don't keep their secrets.

Even though it's still raining today, it can't dampen the fighting spirit of the martial arts practitioners. Regardless of the arena set up by Shaolin, as soon as they've made eye contact, they turn around and stand on the stone tablet to the side. After hundreds of rounds, it's hard to determine a winner, which makes many people believe even more in the value of the Dragon and Tiger Ranking.

Just when the Stele Forest was in complete chaos.

A young figure, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, carrying a bamboo staff, walked into the crowd like a ghost. Wherever he went, the martial artists instinctively parted to make way for him. Only after he had passed did they belatedly shudder, staring in horror at his retreating figure.

"What a terrifying aura!"

Someone nearby whispered in agreement, "If someone like that isn't on the Dragon and Tiger List, we're in for a good show today!"

People of the martial world grow old in the martial world; today they indulge in drinking, singing, and whoring, and tomorrow they may be beheaded or killed.

Therefore, they are serious about having fun.

Many people who had turned to leave immediately followed the man in the straw raincoat towards the forest at Beishan.

It's strange!

The man in the straw raincoat didn't seem to be walking fast; he strolled along with his bamboo staff and straw sandals, yet his speed was faster than that of a fine horse. Even though the group of them used their light-footed skills, they could only see his back.

"What a master!"

"It looks like a fierce battle is about to unfold!"