Chapter 138: Cold Mist, Cold Arrows
Mu Ruo didn’t draw the soft sword at her waist, and Dugu Yuan’an didn’t carry a sword either. The crowd around the martial arts competition stage discussed fervently. Some watched for the drama, saying, “Two surviving orphans of the Yu Clan of Jin Mountain fighting, won’t they use their family’s unique skill ‘Soul Cold Twelve Arts’?”
“What ‘Soul Cold Twelve Arts’? If they don’t use swords, they can only use ‘Soul Cold Seven Palms’ to duel. We are in for a treat, seeing this legendary ‘Soul Cold Seven Palms’!”
“It is said that the ‘Soul Cold Palm’ martial arts experts learned from the Yu Clan only consists of the first few palms. This time, we can not only see the first few palms, but also catch a glimpse of the latter ones!”
“Yes… but the two maidens are still young. At most, they have learned four or five palms.”
“Then let’s see if Maiden Yu Gongruo is more powerful, or Maiden Yu Yuan.”
Dugu Fengxing, Dugu Yunuo, and Zi’ang all stared at Dugu Yuan’an. Xue Wuluo leaned close to Xue Mu’s ear and whispered, “Young Mistress, that Maiden Han Yan of the Cloud Appreciation Mountain Sect might be this subordinate’s… this subordinate’s…”
“She might be your twin sister. I have already contacted her.” Xue Wuluo should have realized the problem the moment she saw Han Yan. Thinking of Diwu Miaofu who was still in the town, Xue Mu said to her, “Congratulations, you found your relative. Maybe you can even gain a sister-in-law or younger sister.”
Xue Wuluo was stunned.
The two on the martial arts competition stage were not disturbed by the commotion below. A cold wind blew slowly, brushing past their sleeves unhurriedly. Just as the wind left their sleeves, both used lightness skills to attack each other simultaneously, fast as afterimages!
Everyone only felt a blur before their eyes. A sound of palms colliding, crisp from afar and dull from near, rang out on the field. At the same time, gloomy and cold force surged from the martial arts competition stage to the surroundings!
People closest to the stage were covered by a thin layer of ice mist. Those behind felt that terrible cold force and shivered one after another, shrinking their shoulders and hugging their chests with their arms to resist the cold penetrating their hearts and lungs. When they spoke, hot air came out, and their upper and lower teeth chattered slightly.
“Is this the power of the ‘Soul Cold Palm’…” Someone subconsciously retreated, but the cold force continued to spread outward. Even the people in the last row of the crowd were frozen breathless. They hurriedly circulated internal energy to resist the cold force, but unexpectedly their internal breath stagnated a bit. Shocked, they fled backward hurriedly!
In an instant, the crowd dispersed, fleeing wretchedly backward. Some gathered together to avoid feeling the cold more violently after separating. With naked eyes, the figures of the two on the stage could not be seen. Only the continuous sounds of palms colliding were heard, sometimes crisp as bells, sometimes dull as thunder, echoing in this space shrouded in coldness, lingering for a long time.
Qi Qing, Mo Shen, Qing Lan, and others shouted for their disciples to retreat, but they themselves still stood near the martial arts competition stage. Although the Soul Cold internal force was chilling and menacing, their internal energy was thicker than these two children after all, so they naturally forced the cold force out of their bodies.
Xue Mu circulated the Extreme Yang martial art, gradually gathering a layer of warm qi force around her body to resist the cold. Dugu Fengxing, Dugu Yunuo, Zi’ang, Xue Wuluo, and others couldn’t stand the cold force in the cold mist. Helplessly, they retreated away from the cold mist. Dugu Yunuo shouted, “Xue Mu, do you want to freeze to death? If you don’t leave, you’ll turn into an ice sculpture!”
Xue Mu was bent on distinguishing Dugu Yuan’an’s figure from the thick white cold mist. Unknowingly, all the noise around her disappeared—the mist was like a huge curtain, isolating all people and things. Wu Qing’s mantra repeated and emerged constantly in her mind. Her intent followed the circulation of true qi in her meridians. In an instant, flying sparks flashed in her mind, and she comprehended a more exquisite mental cultivation method!
She didn’t know exactly which mental cultivation method Wu Qing’s mantra belonged to. Therefore, although she had some comprehension, she didn’t know how to recite those mantras. But the potential in her body had already erupted, vaguely guiding her to circulate her own true qi, spreading continuously out of her body, actually dispersing all the cold force around her, leaving a clear area for herself.
Even though the fight on the martial arts competition stage became more intense and the attacks more urgent, and the cold force became more surging, when it swept outside the field, it couldn’t approach within one foot of Xue Mu, blocked outside by the protective true qi. Seeing no cold mist around Xue Mu, Dugu Yunuo was greatly surprised. She walked over to see what was going on. Before she reached one foot behind Xue Mu, that familiar scorching force rushed towards her face. She froze instantly, stopping her steps forward.
Dugu Fengxing reacted quickly, stepping forward a few steps, following behind Dugu Yunuo and saying, “It seems Xue Mu’s internal kung fu is breaking through. Standing here is most uncomfortable for us. Let’s go quickly!” He wasn’t wrong. If the two of them were in extreme cold and extreme heat, the circulation of their own internal energy would definitely be affected.
As the two gradually moved away from Xue Mu, the scorching aura became stronger. The thick white cold mist was dispersed under the effect of Xue Mu’s internal force. Like a surging tide, the affected range expanded more and more. People around all felt a warm airflow fluctuation and couldn’t help approaching Xue Mu. But once close, the warmth turned into scorching heat, scalding the skin instantly, so they had to retreat helplessly.
When this heat reached the martial arts competition stage, the outlines of Mu Ruo and Dugu Yuan’an appeared slightly.
Mu Ruo extended both hands forward. Palm wind condensed bone-piercing cold air, attacking straight at Dugu Yuan’an. Dugu Yuan’an mobilized internal energy, crossing her palms in front of her chest, palms facing outward, colliding with Mu Ruo’s palms. When the palm forces met, cold force swept outward from their palms. Cold mist rose on the field again, but in an instant, it was pushed aside like flowing water by a sudden heat. Cold and hot air currents churned in the air. The two looked at Xue Mu sitting cross-legged below the high ground, both showing surprise on their faces.
Mu Ruo sneered coldly, gathering all the cold air of her body in one palm, slapping a palm wind towards Xue Mu!
This palm contained icy killing intent. Seeing this, Dugu Yuan’an’s internal energy surged violently. Opening her arms to both sides, she used the last form of the palm technique “Absolute Cold Shattering Shadow.” The palm wind spread outward into countless mist shadows, dispersing that palm wind. At the same time, a “Vanishing Without a Trace Finger” stabbed at the vital acupoint of Mu Ruo’s heart. Although fast, Mu Ruo had already drawn the soft sword at her waist when she struck with her palm. The sword body flicked, blocking the finger force. Not only did the sword body not break in two, but it also rebounded the finger force!
Dugu Yuan’an dodged perilously. Seeing Mu Ruo suddenly retreat and disappear into the cold mist, thinking she might use some underhanded move, she retreated temporarily and called softly, “Mu’er!”
The moment she called Xue Mu, the heat around Xue Mu erupted suddenly, clearing the cold mist near the martial arts competition stage. Sunlight shone on the high ground again.
Xue Mu opened her eyes slowly. Her expression was somewhat dazed, and she responded in a low voice, “Yuan’er.”
Just as she stood up, countless flickering light spots suddenly appeared in the air, refracting intense cold light like mirrors. A sharp pain suddenly hit her eyes, as if invisible thorns pierced her eyeballs. She heard Dugu Yuan’an’s anxious shout.
“Mu’er, close your eyes!”