Chapter 354: Profound Celestial Finger Freezes Treasure Sword
Linghu Chong seems to have noticed the significant change in Ren Yingying’s attitude towards him.
He couldn’t help but feel increasingly bitter and distressed.
After wandering to Luoyang,
by chance he met Ren Yingying, went through life and death together, and it can be said that, in Linghu Chong’s eyes, Ren Yingying was no longer just an ordinary friend.
She had become a key figure, second only to his little junior sister.
Ren Yingying also seemed to highly value him.
These days she had been with him, chatting and laughing, discussing martial arts, playing the zither, or drinking, while being incredibly joyful, making Linghu Chong momentarily forget about all the unpleasant things that happened on Huashan.
He seemed to regard this place as a place to heal both physical and emotional wounds.
Just when he was deeply immersed and couldn’t extricate himself.
Ding Ling arrived.
Ren Yingying’s attention immediately shifted from him to Ding Ling.
How could Linghu Chong accept such a huge disparity?
His heart was bitter, and driven by irrational drunkenness, challenging Ding Ling was hardly surprising.
Ding Ling was somewhat surprised, but did not stand up, merely gazing at Linghu Chong with profound eyes and a calm face:
"Why should I accept your challenge?"
"Exactly."
Qu Feiyan also recognized Linghu Chong and said crisply:
"I remember you. A disciple of Huashan Sect who calls a filthy thief Tian Boguang brother! You really lack shame; previously Brother Ding spared your life, yet you want to compete again? What are you going to compete with?
If you are accidentally stabbed to death, the people from Huashan Sect will come to blame Brother Ding, this will never end.
Wouldn’t Brother Ding be at a great disadvantage?"
Linghu Chong also recognized the ’sharp-tongued’ Qu Feiyan, he became even more furious and resentful, especially when she mentioned his dealings with Tian Boguang in front of Ren Yingying, he was furious and embarrassed to the extreme.
In an instant, he disregarded his status, sprang up, and thrust a sword towards Qu Feiyan:
"Let me see how much Kung Fu you have, little girl with a sharp tongue."
"Humph!"
Ding Ling snorted coldly, gathered his energy, and pointed forward.
Profound Celestial Finger!
A wave of icy cold frost transformed into a white vapor stream, in the sound of a swoosh, it hit Linghu Chong’s treasure sword a few meters away, the cold air rapidly froze the treasure sword, even threatening to freeze Linghu Chong’s arm and body.
Linghu Chong shivered from the cold, his drunkenness immediately waned by three points, and upon realizing what had happened, he couldn’t help but groan and let go.
Plop!
The treasure sword fell to the ground.
Thump thump! It bounced a couple of times and then lay still.
Stomp stomp!
Linghu Chong rapidly retreated two steps.
Qu Feiyan was ashamed and furious, glanced gratefully at Ding Ling, then looked at Linghu Chong and said:
"A disciple from a respectable sect! Not only calling a filthy thief brother but also only knowing to bully the weak. Is a person like this also worthy of being called a righteous sect? I think it’s even worse than an evil sect!"
"You, you!"
Linghu Chong was furious at Qu Feiyan’s insult, he recalled earlier events at a tavern in Mount Heng Territory, his face fluctuated between green and white, and his gaze at Ding Ling changed repeatedly. He endured the pain of his frozen arm, walked aside, faced Ding Ling, and said loudly:
"I won’t bully the young girl anymore. I want a proper competition with Hero Ding, to prevent anyone from saying again that I bully the weak. You, Hero Ding, have peerless martial arts, surely you are not weak."
"Why should I compete with you?"
"What reason do you have not to compete with me?"
Linghu Chong flared with anger, pointing at Ding Ling:
"You have humiliated me publicly several times! I want revenge!"
"You speak directly and straightforwardly."
Ding Ling stood up, slightly looking down at Linghu Chong, said indifferently:
"You want to compete with me in sword technique?"
"Indeed."
Linghu Chong’s eyes shone brightly, his voice high and proud:
"I believe my sword technique is not bad and absolutely not weaker than yours. I want to defeat you in sword technique. Let you see what truly deserves to be called the number one sword technique!"
"Linghu Chong!"
Ren Yingying was somewhat unhappy, directly calling out Linghu Chong’s name:
"Is it right to provoke my guest like this?"
"I’m not provoking."
Seeing Ren Yingying’s attitude towards him growing colder, Linghu Chong’s heart likewise grew cold, he couldn’t help but think of the little junior sister on Huashan, and increasingly yearned for her, comparing her to Ren Yingying, his little junior sister was ultimately more important.
Thinking of this.
He no longer insisted on Ren Yingying’s attitude toward him, and turned to leave:
"Saintess is right. It’s indeed inappropriate for me to stay here. I’ll leave now."
He didn’t say hypocritical words like visiting another day.
Even the way he addressed Ren Yingying changed.
He didn’t want the treasure sword on the ground anymore.
Turned around and staggered away.
Ren Yingying watched, her expression a bit complicated, but did not stop him, only looking at Ding Ling:
"Hero Ding, I hope Linghu Chong did not cause you any displeasure. I truly did not intentionally arrange for him to provoke you. I really didn’t expect him to be so impulsive. It was my mistake."
That was indeed true.
She momentarily forgot her promise to Linghu Chong.
When Linghu Chong came to find her, she also felt a bit embarrassed, so she let Linghu Chong wait in the living room to deal with things with him after the current matter.
Unexpectedly.
Linghu Chong’s reaction towards Ding Ling was so intense.
Observing from this incident.
Linghu Chong had definitely been displeased with Ding Ling for a long time, and it exploded under pressure at this moment, which seemed understandable.
Ren Yingying’s heart was turbulent, somewhat annoyed.
Linghu Chong’s sudden outburst seemed to have tainted this negotiation.
She wondered what Ding Ling would think of her.
To prevent Ding Ling’s misunderstanding.
She explained repeatedly.
Ding Ling naturally understood, merely smiled with reassurance, indicating it was fine.
After Linghu Chong left and glanced back at this scene, his heart couldn’t help but tighten.
He smiled bitterly, thinking:
"Oh, Linghu Chong, who do you think you are? How can you believe Ren Yingying, this Saintess of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, would truly look up to you and fall for you!
Comparing yourself to Ding Ling. What advantages do you have?
People would look up to Ding Ling, place their bets on Ding Ling, focus on Ding Ling, what are you causing a stir here for? Ah~~"
Linghu Chong let out a long sigh.
The hazy drunkenness completely dissipated.
He turned his head away, not looking back, and walked afar.
He had ultimately overestimated his position in Ren Yingying’s heart.
Comparing himself to Ding Ling.
In Ren Yingying’s heart, he was probably worthless.
"Hero Ding Ling!!"
Linghu Chong’s eyes flashed with dread, hatred, and vigilance:
"I, Linghu Chong, will one day surpass you! And defeat you face to face, to show you, Ren Yingying, and all the heroes in the world, what truly deserves to be called a master of sword technique, what truly deserves to be called a young talent!"