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Jufeng's figure hovered between movement and stillness, a sudden smile appearing on his face. The expressions of everyone else in the room tightened, except for the Flowering Scholar, whose demeanor mirrored Jufeng's.
"Did you catch your fish?" Chen Tan Hua asked with a hint of amusement.
Jufeng slowly completed the unfinished motion and nodded with a smile.
"I've placed all my chips here; he has no choice but to come."
Hearing their conversation, Chang Guohong realized that tonight's ongoing battle outside the room was not Jufeng's true objective. With this thought, he felt an immense curiosity about the visitors outside the window. Who were they that Jufeng valued them so highly, even more than the resurgent Unification Alliance and the traitorous Hua Gang?
In an instant, powerful energy waves surged around the room, and five or six shadows appeared directly at the window.
Liu Xing protected Chuyang as he slowly stepped out from the inner room to the outer area. He knew that with his current energy, it would be difficult to continue safeguarding Chuyang completely, so he needed to place Chuyang in a safer environment.
The figures appeared but did not act recklessly. Jufeng also did not give the order to attack; both sides remained in a stalemate, seemingly waiting for someone’s arrival.
No, more accurately, they were waiting for a butterfly's arrival.
Under the night sky, Starlight shimmered like silver as a butterfly danced gracefully beneath the Silver Light, which then transformed into two, four, eight butterflies… fluttering playfully at the window.
Chen Tan Hua furrowed his brow and looked at Jufeng. "You can do this kind of magic too?" His disdain was evident.
Jufeng shot him a glance and retorted defiantly, "Why don’t you give it a try?"
Chen Tan Hua rolled up his sleeves. "If that's what it takes, then I'll give it a try!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Chen Tan Hua transformed into a gentle breeze, instantly appearing by the window, accompanied by a flurry of colorful butterflies, which vanished in an instant.
From above, one could see a figure surrounded by vibrant luminescence leaping out from the Crimson Door, suspended between the ground and the sky, in a space that was both unanchored and free.
The figure stretched in mid-air, performed a graceful flip, and then curled its body again, moving with a beauty and slowness reminiscent of the most skilled acrobat completing the perfect act of their life.
In the next moment, the beautiful performance abruptly halted as the curled body struck through the next floor's window at an awkward angle, crashing into the room.
The shattered window marked the entrance through the Crimson Door.
The Crimson Door was ringing with the sound of blades!
In the rooms above and below, this leap accompanied by the series of shattering glass brought forth once more the glint of swords and blades.
The last wave of guests had taken their seats; tonight's feast was truly beginning.
Among Jufeng's opponents, there was only one who could transform into a butterfly. Jufeng had learned the Illusion Ninja Technique from him. He held an identity that could not be overlooked: Vice Captain of the Holy Judgment Council, Utada Hikaru. However, today he did not come here in that capacity.
As the butterflies departed at the start of the battle within the room, they gradually reappeared and multiplied. Clearly, among those he brought today, many were capable of using the Illusion Ninja Technique.
The Illusion Ninja Technique originated from Yingguo, so they all hailed from that island.
Utada Hikaru had another identity hidden beneath his role as Saint Envoy—one that was easily overlooked but should not be ignored.
He was still a world-class figure, an important member of the Yamamoto Clan!
Thus, the greatest purpose of Jufeng tonight was to declare war on the Yamamoto Clan.
Since the Earth had descended into chaos, it might as well become even more chaotic; only in this way could all potential dangers be eliminated.
With more enemies, it would be best to take them all down!
...
The Yingguo Ninja was an ancient profession with a unique martial arts style, considered a significant category in its own right, yet still had to bow before the orthodox martial arts.
The martial arts practiced by Chen Tan Hua did not originate from Yan Huang, but they were righteous and grand, belonging to a branch of martial arts. However, he had mastered them to great perfection. Ultimately, martial arts is a knowledge that emphasizes distinction, and among its practitioners, there are both good and bad. Chen Tan Hua certainly deserved the title of Flowering Talent.
Now, facing off against the master of Illusion Ninja Technique and the Flowering Scholar of the martial arts branch, it was undoubtedly going to be an extraordinary battle.
Unfortunately, there wasn't a single spectator in the audience.
In the room above, Chang Guohong led the newly refined Azure Wind Antelope, honed over two months, to confront the ninja from across the sea. This was also a duel between experts; every move and technique was fraught with danger and uncertainty.
The Azure Wind Antelope now had two batches of students, one of which consisted of survivors from the concert night’s fierce competition. After two months, both their teamwork and individual abilities had reached a whole new level.
The elder guided the newcomers; despite the opponent's unconventional attack methods and combat skills, responding to them posed little difficulty.
The battlefield began in Jufeng's room and extended to both sides across the entire floor.
Dozens of ninjas, over a hundred people, were engaged in combat.
Jufeng had unknowingly cradled Chuyang in his arms. With one hand unarmed, he still moved with ease.
Tightly surrounding him was Liu Xing, who held a sword. Ever since these people had appeared, Liu Xing's sword had not been drawn. This was because Wind Father had once told him that if he could not ensure the defeat of his enemy, he should not draw his sword; doing so would only allow the enemy to understand him better and ultimately consume him.
This world was cruel—big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp. No one wanted to be shrimp, but most people certainly were not big fish.
So before becoming a big fish, Liu Xing had to learn to endure. Fortunately, the time he needed to endure was rapidly decreasing.
Once he saw that the situation around him had stabilized, Jufeng swiftly repelled the surrounding ninjas and turned to Liu Xing, saying, "Do you want to go downstairs and watch the masters duel?"
Liu Xing nodded. He knew such opportunities were precious because every move in a master duel was a culmination of years of experience, often leading to sudden enlightenment for the observer.
Jufeng smiled and gestured to Liu Xing. Then, holding Chuyang, he leaped out of the window and instantly landed on the battlefield below.
Seeing Jufeng vanish before his eyes, Liu Xing's expression grew serious. His delicate body moved quickly through the chaotic battleground, and moments later, he resolutely jumped out of the windowsill.
He had never attempted anything like this before; they were several stories high, and beneath him lay an abyss. Liu Xing opened his eyes mid-air, appreciating the unprecedented view and space below him.
The streets at dawn were empty, with only orderly vehicles parked near the building's wall. The streetlights slowly released their glow, casting a dim yellow light like a dream.
Only by witnessing it with one's own eyes can one realize how serene and beautiful the scenery here truly is.
Appreciating the night view requires no money, but it does require the passage of time. Time flowed here for two seconds, and in the next moment, Liu Xing was about to fall.
However, he did not fall.
In mid-air, Liu Xing drew Snow Clear from behind him, along with its sheath, and directly inserted it into the fixed metal in the middle of the pipe.
Thus, his delicate body suddenly turned in mid-air and leaped down following the traces of his two seniors.
As a result, three more spectators appeared below.
(To be continued)
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