Song of Adolescence

Chapter 95 Circulation Array

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The half of Mu Ying's face with the seductive woman smiled, but the other half with a terrifying man was full of anger. "Yes, I am Thousand-Faced Ghost."

Xiao Se held the wine cup with a sombre look. "As head disciple of Snow Moon City, Tang Lian is well known in the martial world and many have seen his face, so it’s not difficult for you to transform into his face. But Ye Ruoyi… not many people know of her, and even fewer would know her face. How were you able to paint her face?"

Mu Ying smiled coldly. "You are wrong. I’m not using a disguise. Every piece of skin I use is peeled off the real person's face."

"What!" Lei Wujie was shocked. He immediately drew the Murderous Dread sword with his right hand and leaped forward.

"Don't!" Xiao Se hurriedly shouted.

But Lei Wujie had already stabbed Mu Ying with his sword.

"This is the River Impeding Swordplay imparted by the Snow Moon Sword Immortal?" Mu Ying turned around abruptly, flicked two fingers, and instantly caught Lei Wujie's Murderous Dread sword. “I’m known as a Thousand Men with a Thousand Faces. I’ve always killed without being seen so there are very few opportunities for me to show my hand. But a sword that has only just entered the Vajra Realm cannot kill me."

"What if we add this spear?" Sikong Qianluo stepped up and thrusted her spear, the spear power domineering. The dining table beside Mu Ying was cut in half.

But Mu Ying just jumped forward and simply stepped the spear onto the ground with one foot. Sikong Qianluo was shocked. This kind of martial arts was almost as powerful as the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng!

Lei Wujie couldn’t withdraw his sword, and Sikong Qianluo's spear was also firmly trapped. The two people were exerting their qi, but couldn’t move their own weapons by even half an inch. On the other hand, Mu Ying’s half female face smiled leisurely, while the half male face showed a fierce look.

"What's going on?" Lei Wujie’s back was already drenched with sweat. Ever since he stepped into the martial world, there was only one opponent whom he’d faced with such absolute oppression, and that was Sword Immortal, Li Hanyi. Could it be that the killer known as the "Thousand-Faced Ghost" in front of him has also reached the realm of a sword immortal?

Xiao Se stood up and frowned slightly. "Instant intoxication?"

Mu Ying's two faces were suddenly changed to the appearance of a middle-aged man with white eyebrows, showing a surprised expression. "You even know about instant intoxication?"

"Lei Wujie, Qianluo, stop wasting your qi," Xiao Se said solemnly.

"You know that I have a thousand faces, but you don't know that I am a master at using poison. Although you knocked over that cup of wine earlier, my instant intoxication will work as long as a drop of it lands on your skin, and can instantly drain all your energy, without you even realising it." Mu Ying sneered.

"You’re showing off too much." Xiao Se clutched the wine cup in his hand.

Mu Ying nodded. "Because you’re going to die soon."

"But I didn't get any instant intoxication on me." Xiao Se took a step forward.

"Don't lie to me. The Hidden River’s intelligence is never wrong. You don't know martial arts." Mu Ying still held Lei Wujie's Murderous Dread sword in one hand, and stepped on Sikong Qianluo's Silver Moon spear with one foot.

"Try me." Xiao Se stepped in front of Mu Ying, and a purple light flashed in his eyes.

Mu Ying was startled, and he appeared to pause in a trance for a moment. Xiao Se raised one foot and kicked Mu Ying out. But this kick truly had no power behind it, and could only force him to lean back slightly. But that was enough for Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo to free their weapons.

"Retreat!" Xiao Se grabbed one in each hand and retreated to the door.

"Think you can run?" Mu Ying steadied himself and waved his hand. All the doors and windows of the restaurant shut in an instant.

"Innkeeper Xiao, I saw you use this trick once." Lei Wujie laughed.

Xiao Se glanced at him. "Shut up."

Sikong Qianluo looked around and said, "You’re still in the mood to talk rubbish? How long is the effect of this instant intoxication? Without internal strength, we're not his match at all."

Mu Ying shook his head lightly, and put on a cute childish face, but that wicked smile made the whole thing look a little weird. He waved his hands gently, and a chilling aura came out of his hands.

"This guy has quite a lot of unorthodox martial arts." Lei Wujie held his sword and stood in front of Xiao Se and Sikong Qianluo. "I will buy some time. You two go first."

"You’re not a match for him. With your current internal strength, he can kill you with one palm strike," Xiao Se said.

"Don't underestimate the disciples of Lei Clan Fort. You go first, I can take him down with me." Lei Wujie suddenly stabbed his Murderous Dread sword into the floor. "I have a last resort kill move."

"You want to die?" Xiao Se raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I don't want to die. There are still lots of places I want to go." Lei Wujie turned his head and smiled at Xiao Se. "I want to go to that immortal mountain beyond the sea, and the summit of Mount Kunlun. But if I can't go, then at least between the two of us, one of us can go. You run faster than me, so I will buy you this chance." After speaking, Lei Wujie suddenly changed hands, holding the Murderous Dread sword in one hand. His red clothes flew up, and his qi ignited.

"Stop," Xiao Se said lazily.

And Lei Wujie really stopped, because he knew that as long as Xiao Se spoke in such a lazy tone, then he must have thought of a way.

"Thousand-Faced Ghost, your calculations were on point, but you have made a mistake. Although they’ve temporarily lost their internal strength, I still have my internal strength." Xiao Se said slowly.

"Your internal strength?" Mu Ying sneered. "If you have internal strength, that move wouldn’t have been so weak just now. Even an ordinary martial artist is stronger than you. But that confuzzling skill of yours seems extraordinary. If you’re willing to teach me, I will let you die faster. At least, I will leave your face untouched."

"Lei Wujie, Qianluo, hold my hand." Xiao Se suddenly shouted as he reached out his hands. Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo looked at him, and realised that Xiao Se’s expression had changed drastically. The habitual laziness was replaced by eyes that were bitingly cold, as his robes fluttered and he began emitting an indescribable aura. Although Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo were puzzled, they still reached out and grasped Xiao Se’s hands firmly.

At that moment, Sikong Qianluo and Lei Wujie felt a steady flow of internal strength from Xiao Se’s palms into their hands. Both were shocked. The internal energy was surging, and even though it was divided into two, it still exceeded their own internal strength by a lot.

"Xiao Se, this is…" Sikong Qianluo said in shock.

"My latent meridians are damaged, and I can't use my internal strength. But my internal strength is still there. I just learned this Circulation Array from that untitled book given to me by the Confucian Sword Immortal. I will lend both of you my internal strength!" Xiao Se's brows furrowed slightly. Sikong Qianluo and Lei Wujie felt that the internal strength flowing into them multiplied again!

"Xiao Se, you really are a martial expert," Lei Wujie exclaimed.

"Expert or not is not important. What’s important is to stay alive," Xiao Se said.

Sikong Qianluo held Xiao Se with her left hand and wielded her spear in her right hand. Her spear emitted an air of biting cold, even more than before.

"Come on, didn't you say you want to peel off my face? Just try it!" Xiao Se shouted loudly.

Lei Wujie laughed and said, "This is the first time I've heard you sound so aggressive."

Mu Ying was stunned for a moment, and wiped his hands suddenly. He wiped out his entire face, becoming a faceless man with no nose, no eyes, and no mouth. But the cold voice still remained. "Interesting."