大唐双龙传 [Da Tang Shuang Long Zhuan] by Huang Yi

[Ysabelkid]

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[HPC7595]

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[SkyWalker]

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Another fight. Round 3....

[LuDongBin]

This looks promising .... Round 3 then ... thks foxs.

[wangxiaohu]

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[Jayariyin]

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[徐中銳]

There we have it, Kou Zhong's still a good 'un.

“Today we, two brothers, will leave this place hand-in-hand, or fight together to our death. There is no other possibility.”

[Anh Nam]

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[foxs]

Ysabel, HPC, Xiaohu, Jaya, Anh, you are welcome. Sky, DongBin, you guys keep track? Is it really round 3? I thought they met more than that. Xu Xiong, I never thought KZ was evil. He was ambitious, yes, but not evil.

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With the sound of fluttering sleeves, the beauty that was not possible to exist in ordinary human, the plain white clothes, the bare feet Wanwan appeared at the main gate; smiling gracefully, she said, “The thing that Wanwan appreciate the most is your, two kids’ heroic spirit, hence killing you will be extraordinarily satisfying. If it were common mortals, even if they craned their necks, nujia won’t be interested in chopping it down!”

Laughing involuntarily, Xu Ziling said, “I am afraid Female demon Wan is simply showing strength while you are actually weak inside! Which encounter with us did not cause you a minor injury or some degree of suffering? Furthermore, we are getting more formidable with each encounter. This time you are willingly coming to help us train our skill, this is what we seek but fail to get.”

Without even casting a single glance toward Wanwan, Kou Zhong had his gaze fixed on the Moon in the Well in his hand; he sighed and said, “Xiao Ling! This is the first time ever that I have the feeling that you are really angry; your murderous aura is really strong!”

Wanwan slightly shrugged her shoulders; with her tender and graceful demeanor that would shake any man’s heart, she walked pass the two boys toward a small table standing by the rear door. Acting like a wife who had deep love toward her husband, she calmly said, “Forgot to tell two gentlemen! I have prepared a pot of Bieli Tea especially for you; while it is still hot, why don’t you drink it?”

The two boys looked at each other in astonishment; the same question appeared on both men’s heart: did Wanwan deliberately open up an escape route for them?

But then they immediately realized what was going on.

Right now Wanwan was using some kind of psychological tactics. As soon as they harbored any intention to escape, their ‘viewing death as returning home’ momentum and their formidable confidence will immediately fall apart.

And the moment that happened would be the moment Wanwan would make her move.

This woman was indeed worthy to be called Devil Cult’s successor who could rival Zhu Yuyan. Aware that the state of mind was the most important realm of the amazing skill of the ‘Secret to Long Life’, she intentionally entered from this aspect to break their ultimate art.

The saber blade reflected the sunshine from the outside, golden rays flickered gloriously.

In that instant, Kou Zhong has entered the ‘moon in the well’ realm.

This has been forced out. But it has also proven that as long as they were able to maintain the Secret to Long Life realm, even Wanwan would have some degree of apprehension; hence the reason she has not made her move until now.

Whether she told them that she had killed Duan Yucheng and the others, four men, or, like now, she was deliberately opening up an escape route, her true intention was to break their ultimate art.

Right this moment, just like Xu Ziling, Kou Zhong suddenly sensed Bian Bufu’s position.

He has jumped onto the roof.

An odd, indescribable feeling welled up in Kou Zhong’s heart, because right this instant he really understood the profound logic behind ‘Yijian Technique’.

Previously, his Yijian Technique was only aimed at the chess pieces’ offensive and defensive, while neglecting the overall situation.

The chessboard was precisely the directly tangible or perhaps the indirectly perceived empty space before his eyes. The chess pieces were precisely himself, Xu Ziling, Bian Bufu and Wanwan, two groups of hostile opponents.

No matter which chess piece moved, it would directly affect the overall situation.

Since he was one of the pieces, if he moved, the opponent’s chess piece would also have to react.

For example, if he moved to the main gate, pretending to run away, how would the enemy react?

If he was able to anticipate the enemy’s reaction, wouldn’t it be consistent with the spirit of ‘using the man to play the sword, using the sword to play the enemy’? [Reminder: ‘yi’ is the ancient name for Chinese chess.]

Thinking to this point, Kou Zhong had a flash of understanding on the relationship of Yijian Technique. A formidable-beyond-understanding confidence and fighting spirit bubbled forth in his heart. After signaling Xu Ziling with his eyes, he giggled and said, “Unless your cup of tea is joyous harmony tea [合欢茶– not sure what it is], I would have to ask Miss Wan to enjoy it yourself! Ah! I forgot to buy something, I must go out. Would Xiao Ling be enough to wait upon you?”

He walked toward the main gate in large strides.

Xu Ziling knew the time to make their move was at hand; smiling slightly, he stored up his power and waited quietly.

He has already obtained deep understanding of the Tianmo Gong, which was the constant permutation that was beyond human being’s ability to comprehend.

Wanwan was pouring hot tea into four empty cups. With her back against the two boys, she said indifferently, “How about we just have a nice discussion? As long as you agree to tell Wanwan the whereabouts of the ‘Duke Yang’s Treasure’, the gratitude and grudges between us will be hereby written off at one stroke. Later on everybody will not interfere with one another [orig. river water does not mix with well water]. Gentlemen, what do you say?”

Well-composed, Xu Ziling spoke calmly, “I wonder if Miss Wan will be willing to realize that you have missed both the time and the opportunity to kill us; therefore, no matter what you say right now, or what crafty scheme you use, it will work to no avail.”

Although with this remark Xu Ziling has exposed her ruse, Wanwan remained unmoved. Holding up the tray with four cups of green tea in her hands, with such a wonderful and hard-to-described manner, she turned around to face the standing-still-like-a-mountain Xu Ziling and the just-about-to-step-out-of-the-front-door Kou Zhong’s back. Her pretty brows slightly knitted, she said, “I spoke out of the sincerity of my heart, yet that is how you look upon me, you have just broken nujia’s heart.”

Her voice was filled with strong sincerity and moving emotion that provoked sympathy, so that even Kou Zhong nearly stopped his steps and turned around.

Unmoved, Xu Ziling looked at her and said indifferently, “Miss Wan needs not waste your time. The ‘Secret to Long Life’ and ‘Demonic Secret’ [tianmo mi], one upright the other heretical, the natures are in opposition to each other. You are speaking around and around like this, how can it be effective?”

At this point Bian Bufu’s voice came from outside the door, “Wan’er! The Chinese peony you bought has bloomed five stems of flowers!”

Kou Zhong had just stepped over the threshold of the door. He saw on the sun-drenched open space in front of the door stood the tall and suave Bian Bufu, wearing scholarly attire, with his hands behind his back, examining the flower bed by the main gate of the courtyard.

An amazing feeling welled up in Kou Zhong’s heart, which came from the realization that he had completely grasped the essence of the Yijian Technique.

If he had not anticipated that Bian Bufu would intercept him outside the courtyard gate, this moment he would have stopped and then decide whether he should advance and attack, or he should retreat and defend.

But now, of course, was another matter altogether.

Carrying the Moon in the Well across his shoulders, he kept going, while said with a giggle, “Ol’ Bian, turns out other than being old without the respect that comes with age, you are a man with voracious desire for flowers. No wonder you wanted to pluck the fresh flower, your Wan Shizhinu [martial niece]!”

Bian Bufu and Wanwan’s hearts were shaken at the same time.

[Jayariyin]

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[wangxiaohu]

Aarrghh... you cut the story wrongly foxs, if there's no next part in a few hours, I think some of us will experience Zou Huo Ru Mo..
Wkwkwkkwkw..

Anyway, thanks foxs..

[SkyWalker]

Thanks foxs! Yes, I'm pretty sure if they fought this time, it would be the 3rd time. The 1st battle the boys were defeated and buried under a building. The 2nd battle, they teamed up with BFH and managed to injure Wanwan. This would definitely be the 3rd battle. I like Wanwan. I hope she doesn't have any shady business with the Bian dude. Keep up the great work buddy!!

[Ysabelkid]

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[HPC7595]

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[chowbeng]

合欢茶, also known as 神仙馊茶 = herbal tea made with acacia, it is known as a aphrodisiac, some sort of ancient viagra.


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合欢 is one of the polite ways of saying sex. So, there is also 合欢酒，合欢药。。。etc etc.

[CFT]

Darn, I thought they would have fought by now.

[wangxiaohu]

Darn, I thought they would have fought by now.

Me too.. darn!!!

[9Dragons]

Actually, they already started fighting with psychological warfare. Pretty standard for wuxia, especially with Gu Long. For the record, Wanwan's score is 1-2, and maybe 1-3 after this battle.

[chowbeng]

Actually, they already started fighting with psychological warfare. Pretty standard for wuxia, especially with Gu Long. For the record, Wanwan's score is 1-2, and maybe 1-3 after this battle.

Hehee...if it is Gu Long, Wanwan would die in one stroke when it comes to the real battle. "One can see the shadow of the sword, and then the hole in her heart" THE END.

[foxs]

Jaya, Ysabel, HPC, you are welcome. Xiaohu, sorry ... been extremely busy lately, don't have much time to translate. But I will post the last part of this chapter, God willing, tomorrow. Only a bit more left. Sky, how about the battle with Flying Horse Ranch, where their seniors died tragically? If I recall, that was where Wanwan threatened the boys that within 7 days they would be dead. Chowbeng, thanks, I'll add that info in the unabridged. CFT, Kowloon, I LOL'ed at Chowbeng's comment. And may I add: 'because her heart was not pure'.

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It should be noted that this matter was a shady secret between Bian Bufu and Wanwan that must not be exposed in the light, yet Kou Zhong just blurted it out. Naturally the two people’s mind was disturbed as they were caught off guard.

For Bian Bufu, obtaining Wanwan’s body was the deepest longing of his heart, yet until today he has not been able to get it; therefore, Kou Zhong’s remark has brought the load on his mind up to the surface.

Wanwan was pondering how could Kou Zhong know this secret? She immediately remembered her dialog with Bian Bufu that night by the deep water in the small valley. No doubt Kou Zhong and the others were hiding nearby, yet she failed to detect their presence, and in that crazy way she missed the golden opportunity to kill the enemy.

On the other hand, by lucky coincidence Kou Zhong’s seemingly fleeting remark has shaken the two people’s spirit, exposing the gap in their thought that must not be revealed.

Two hostile forces facing each other, from the beginning they have been using all kinds of psychological tactics to disturb the opponent’s no-gap-can-be-found mental state. The end result was Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling’s side gained the upper hand.

Such an opportunity, how could the two boys be willing to let it slip by?

With a loud shout Kou Zhong’s Moon in the Well shot out from his shoulder, creating a streak of yellow rays, chopping down on Bian Bufu.

Xu Ziling flashed toward Wanwan’s left flank.

Bian Bufu and Kou Zhong clashed first.

Seeing the swift and fierce momentum of the Moon in the Well, Bian Bufu remained calm without any sign of fear; focusing his attention, his right hand deftly swept across to meet the attack.

The long sleeve of his broad robe slipped off, exposing the flickering, silvery circular iron hoop, about a chi and a half in diameter, which moved to completely sealed off the Moon in the Well’s attack path.

Kou Zhong’s saber strike was imbued with the power he has already stored up for quite a while. Seeing Bian Bufu fell into defensive position, he was unwilling to miss this golden opportunity.

‘Dang!’

Saber and ring collided.

Both combatants staggered two steps back.

Although on the surface it appeared that they were even, Kou Zhong was well aware that even after sending out his stored-up energy, plus he was on the offensive, he still failed to gain much advantage. He knew instantly that in term of power, this devil head was at least two, three notches above him.

Precisely like Ba Fenghan said, he could only outsmart this man, but he must not try to overpower him.

In this move the Moon in the Well had not achieved anything.

Inside the house, Xu Ziling and Wanwan were also engaged in a dangerous battle of life and death.

While Xu Ziling was moving toward Wanwan, his mind traveled at the speed of light, he suddenly understood something.

During his several encounters with Wanwan in the past, this woman did not seem to mention anything about the ‘Duke Yang’s Treasure’, yet this time she plainly bring it up. Obviously she had forced out a confession from Duan Yucheng and the others that they were going to Guanzhong for the secret of the ‘Duke Yang’s Treasure’, hence a feeling of covetousness started to appear in her heart.

This information was extremely useful; it also explained why Wanwan was using all kinds of psychological warfare to break up their fighting spirit and confidence, because her goal was to capture them alive, and then using the Devil Cult’s secret method she wanted to extract the location of the treasure from them.

Having this thought, Xu Ziling twisted around and sent out a punch toward Wanwan.

Maintaining her charm, Wanwan revealed a moving expression with ‘hidden bitterness, secret grudge’. Swinging the tea tray, the edge happened to meet Xu Ziling’s fist.

A sudden burst of violent vortex of energy blew her clothes up, her beautiful hair fluttered.

It was as if Xu Ziling already anticipated that she was going to resort to this move. With a cold laugh he said, “You have fallen into a trap!”

His fist suddenly appeared floating and powerless, as it gently brushed against the edge of the tea tray.

Even with Wanwan’s brilliance, she was shocked.

She has already sent out the Tianmo Gong at full power; using the tray as the medium, she wanted to completely suck the vortex of energy from Xu Ziling’s fist, and then seized the opportunity to regain the initiative, in order to kill Xu Ziling in ten, or perhaps eight, moves, and then helped Bian Bufu to capture Kou Zhong alive.

This time they were planning on dealing with Kou and Xu, two boys, without informing Qu Ao. They thought that their combined power was more than enough to defeat the two boys, but more importantly, they were hoping to obtain the secret to ‘Duke Yang Treasure’ without having to share it with him.

However, what she and Bian Bufu did not anticipate was: after being separated for only a few days, in terms of wisdom, scheming and martial art skill, the two boys were progressing substantially.

Only when the tray hit the fist did Wanwan suddenly realize that Xu Ziling’s attack was not directed to her, but to the teacups on the tray; but by this time she already lost the decisive opportunity.

Xu Ziling’s spirit and mind were clear and bright, his entire vigor and willpower were focused on the power of the fist he sent into the tea tray.

In that instant, he felt that his spirit and inner qi had merged into one entity, there was no longer separation between the two.

In the past, he could only send out fist power. The best he could do was to control the magnitude of the force

But this time it was completely different.

First of all, he could feel the condition of the unleashing and the flow of the true qi in the meridians all over his entire body in details, as well as the accumulation of qi in every single one of the vital acupoints. Just like the Commander-in-Chief of the army defending a city has a clear understanding of the strength of every storehouse, every unit of soldiers and every city gate tower.

It was an amazing, indescribable feeling.

He let his true qi to grow and multiply without end from the yongquan acupoint on his right foot entered and circulated through his whole body, and coalesced at the ocean of qi on his dantian. Afterwards, via the two meridians, ren and du, it supplied the true qi necessary for fighting.

The magnitude and speed were completely under his control.

It was the reason he was able to change at the last moment by sending out a move that Wanwan had never anticipated.

Only this moment did he gain a deep understanding on why in his effort to fight the world, Ba Fenghan had to temper his willpower and skill.

Were it not for several times after sustaining heavy injuries they willed themselves to fight exhaustion, their willpower would never reach such a level that even these two top characters from the Devil Cult were unable to sway the least bit.

Were it not for Wanwan and Bian Bufu exerting so much pressure on them that they threw everything else and only had the raw determination of fighting to the death, there could never be a breakthrough in the martial art cultivation that they would never even dream of achieving.

The spiraling energy changed from fast to slow as it entered the four teacups.

Xu Ziling made a somersault and leaped over Wanwan.

The teacups tilted over first, the fragrant tea inside the cups turned into four streams of water arrow, shooting toward Wanwan’s out-of-the-world beautiful face.

‘Bing!’

Bian Bufu’s ‘Devil Heart Chain’, a consummate skill that he has always been proud of, met Kou Zhong’s saber head-on, as if it was delivered to the door and let him hacked down on it.

The demonic skill’s basic principle has always been ‘harming others for one’s personal benefit’; Bian Bufu was no exception.

His ‘Devil Heart Chain’ was second only to Zhu Yuyan and Wanwan’s ‘Tian Mo Dafa’ [great method of the devil]; it was capable to borrow the opponent’s energy and sending it continuously, an extremely vicious and formidable skill.

Like just now, after blocking Kou Zhong’s saber strike, the silvery ring in his hand swung around, both to neutralize Kou Zhong’s spiraling energy, and to borrow the strength to counterattack as well. Taking advantage of the opponent exhausting his strength, before he managed to refresh his force, Bian Bufu would swiftly counterattack and grab the initiative back.

Afterwards, using a chain of attacks, which flowed out swiftly like mercury, no-hole-did-not-get-penetrated continuous attack, he would subdue the enemy.

Who would have thought that Kou Zhong, as if he ‘knew the enemy like a deity’, sent out a saber strike to crush his wishful thinking?

Like a rushing current the silvery saber flew away.

Kou Zhong giggled and said, “Ol’ Bian, aren’t you going to see your daughter?”

Moving one step sideway, he gathered his power into his left palm and chopped down, with the edge of the palm, on the never-ending ring in Bian Bufu’s left hand.

‘Bang!’

Even with Bian Bufu’s ability, he lost the momentum and was forced to take a step back.

Kou Zhong understood that whether the two brothers were dead or alive today, rested entirely in his hands.

He knew that no matter how much Xu Ziling has progressed, he was definitely not Wanwan’s match; hence all Xu Ziling could do was to buy them some more time.

Therefore, the only way to survive now was to fight life-for-life, trying to injure Bian Bufu, and then turned around to help Xu Ziling dealing with Wanwan. At that time, they would have a much better chance either to continue fighting or to run away.

As he was having this thought, the three energies of Chinese medicine [精气神i.e. essence, pneuma (breath, energy, vital force), spirit] in Kou Zhong’s entire body rose up to an unprecedented level, like flashing lightning his gaze enshrouded the opponent.