All Chapters of From Street Trash To Dragon Lord: Chapter 341
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"You’re quite knowledgeable." Hao Mi laughed, and then attacked again.Miao Renfeng's expression darkened, and he stretched out his hand to gently push Miao Ruolan towards Min Rou's hand, "I hope Madame Shi can help this Miao take care of my daughter."Miao Renfeng traveled all over the wulin, and had always heard that Black and White Swords were upright, especially Min Rou, the Snow Sword, was known for her kindness."Hero Miao, please don't worry." Looking at Miao Ruolan, the adorable little girl who looked like a doll, Min Rou immediately became overwhelmed with motherly love, and slightly squeezed the sword in her hand, ready to take precautions at any moment."Daddy, you’re fighting again! Lan'er doesn't like swords, put them away quickly." By this point, Miao Ruolan had completely woken up, she looked at the situation in a daze, and said in a childish voice."Lan'er, Daddy will put the sword away as soon as I am done with this man." Miao Renfeng said in a low voice, and stabbed
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Qing and his wife heard Duan Yanqing's threat, they immediately turned pale with shock, "Hero Miao, you must not trust him, the Four Evils have no credibility at all. If you cut off your right arm, wouldn't you be a fish waiting to be slaughtered?""Daddy don't do it!" Little Ruolan also anxiously cried out.Miao Renfeng's expression fluctuated, and he was obviously struggling in his heart.Duan Yanqing smiled, "Hero Miao, I know you don't believe me. But if you cut off your right arm, your daughter will have a hope of living. Otherwise, my Fourth Brother wouldn't mind letting her enjoy being a woman before she dies.""Shameless!" Miao Renfeng was furious, and was about to rush over, but when Duan Yanqing poked the iron staff forward, Miao Ruolan subconsciously let out a cry of pain. It made Miao Renfeng stop, but his eyes were about to burst into flames."Tsk tsk tsk, since Hero Miao is unwilling, this will be very difficult…" Duan Yanqing shook his head, "Well then, I will give you
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The reason why Song Qingshu wanted to cover his face was largely because he wanted to protect Bing Xue'er's reputation. If he was spotted by these people later and they spread it afterwards, he wouldn't care, but it would damage Bing Xue'er's reputation for sure.At the moment, Hao Mi was forced to retreat by Miao Renfeng's sword, and fell to Song Qingshu's side in an embarrassed state. He was fuming with anger, and when he heard Song Qingshu's words, he couldn't help but lash out, "This measly farmer is looking for death!"Then he used the One Finger Zen towards the supposed “farmer’s” ribs.Min Rou had just seen that the Black and White Impermanence's One Finger Zen could poke a small hole on the stone slab. How could a random farmer in the mountains who didn’t know the slightest martial arts be able to stop it? So her face turned pale and hastily reminded, "Be careful!"Unexpectedly, the man leisurely smiled back and let Hao Mi’s attack hit him. However, Hao Mi suddenly flew back a
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Song Qingshu furrowed his brows, swung his sword backward, and a sharp surge of sword Qi shot into the sky.You Tanzhi’s pupils shrank, and he hurriedly clasped his palms together, summoning a swirl of black wind to shield himself.The sword Qi collided with the black wind, forcing You Tanzhi to retreat even faster than when he approached. He stumbled back more than ten steps before he managed to steady himself.Song Qingshu inwardly sighed in regret. If You Tanzhi hadn’t made some progress in practicing the Marrow Cleansing Scripture, this strike would have left him either dead or gravely injured.Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, You Tanzhi let out an enraged roar and charged forward again. However, just as he moved, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes darted around as if inspecting his iron helmet.The crowd looked on in confusion until a cracking sound, reminiscent of an eggshell breaking, came from above his head. Everyone turned to see the iron helmet on Y
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Before the opponent’s palm strike even landed, Yue Lengchan already felt an intense, bone-chilling cold, instantly alarming him. ‘My cultivation focuses on cold True Qi, yet someone else’s inner strength can make me feel cold?’In a hurry, he raised his palm to block in front of his chest. Unfortunately, the attack came too quickly, and he could only channel five to six-tenths of his full strength. As the two palms clashed, Yue Lengchan felt as if struck by lightning. He was sent flying backward, and when he managed to steady himself, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh bl0od. To everyone’s shock, the bl0od on the grass contained tiny ice shards, emitting faint wisps of cold air.With a furious roar, You Tanzhi lunged forward like an unrelenting shadow. Yue Lengchan’s face turned pale as he thought to himself, ‘It’s over. Who would have thought that I, Yue Lengchan, would meet my end at the hands of a nameless nobody?’Just then, Master Fang Zheng suddenly stepped forward, exchan
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had mastered thirteen of these techniques, was considered the most accomplished Shaolin monk in two centuries. Among these, Xuan Cheng prided himself most on the Prajna Palm. This technique, part of Shaolin’s martial arts system, was as difficult to master as the Marrow Cleansing Scripture.“If restless in the long night, with a heart adrift in thought, how does one find peace?” This phrase, inscribed on the first page of the Prajna Palm manual, was a note penned by its creator to reflect his evolving state of mind.Xuan Cheng intended to make things difficult for Ah Zi, confident that no outsider could possibly have heard this phrase before. Even among Shaolin disciples, only a handful had ever seen it. Furthermore, since the Prajna Palm was created by a Chinese monk rather than originating from Tianzhu like the Marrow Cleansing Scripture, there was no Sanskrit version of this phrase. Even if Ah Zi understood Sanskrit, translating it on the spot would be nearly impossible.Hearing X
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“Master Fang Zheng, are you planning to snatch it by force?” Song Qingshu snorted coldly.Master Fang Zheng chanted a Buddhist mantra, “Amitabha! The Marrow Cleansing Scripture belongs to Shaolin. How can it be considered snatching? It is simply returning it to its rightful owner.”“Are the three masters planning a relay battle, or will you attack all at once?” Song Qingshu glanced around, unable to suppress a mocking laugh.“This…” Master Fang Zheng hesitated. His original plan was to join forces with the other two to quickly retrieve the manual, but now that Song Qingshu had exposed it, he could no longer admit it openly.Among the three, Xu Zhu was not a concern, but Fang Zheng and Xuan Cheng were both highly esteemed figures with decades of renown. If they teamed up against a younger opponent, their reputation in the martial arts world would surely suffer. However, if they didn’t join forces, given the martial arts prowess Song Qingshu had just displayed, Fang Zheng wasn’t confide
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Ever since leaving the temple, Xuan Cheng had encountered countless masters in the martial world. Yet, with his mastery of thirteen Shaolin techniques, he was an unstoppable force, overcoming all obstacles—except for Song Qingshu.Recalling the repeated setbacks he had suffered at Song Qingshu’s hands, Xuan Cheng felt a sense of frustration welling up in his chest. In his leisure time, he often treated Song Qingshu as an imaginary rival, analyzing and countering his techniques. Naturally, he was intimately familiar with Song Qingshu’s martial arts style.Since the fall of the Sword Saint Feng Qingyang, few swordsmen in the martial world could catch Xuan Cheng’s eye. However, the sword strike just now had left even him momentarily dazzled. His first reaction was to think of Song Qingshu.Hearing Xuan Cheng’s exclamation, the crowd reacted with mixed emotions.Wu Yunzhu’s face lit up with delight, while Zuo Lengchan and others looked grim.Noticing the stiffness of the figure in his arm
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Song Qingshu was genuinely perplexed by Huang Rong’s reaction. By all rights, after the way he had treated her, she should have turned hostile long ago. Yet she remained silent. Adhering to his own principle of never letting a free benefit go unclaimed, he wasn’t foolish enough to forgo such a splendid opportunity.At first, he had his reservations—only daring to lean in close to her ear and, under the guise of speaking softly, accidentally brushing against her earl0be. But after several such attempts, noticing that Huang Rong showed no sign of protest, Song Qingshu’s nerve grew bolder.No longer content with such fleeting t0uches, he gradually began to k!ss the smooth, snowy nape of her neck, even her cheeks… In truth, as he did so, Song Qingshu was deeply anxious, fearful that if Huang Rong were to turn against him, their relationship would be irrevocably shattered. Yet, as his advances became ever more brazen, all he observed was her skin gradually reddening—no other reaction at al
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Huang Rong’s face went pale as she quickly suppressed the chaotic thoughts swirling in her mind. Taking a deep breath, she coolly said, “The happiest moment I ever had with Brother Jing was when he came to Peach Blossom Island to propose, defeating Ouyang Ke and passing my father’s test. That was when I was at my happiest.”Song Qingshu was momentarily dumbfounded. “That works too?”A sly smile flickered in Huang Rong’s eyes. “Why not? It completely answers your question.”Only then did Song Qingshu recall that the woman before him had once been a notorious temptress who had troubled countless men. With a sulky expression, he said, “Alright, I’ll let that one pass.”“Now it’s my turn to ask a question, isn’t it?”Seeing how easily he had handled her earlier query, Huang Rong felt no reservations—especially since this little game had truly piqued her interest.“Go ahead,” Song Qingshu replied with the brazen confidence of someone who fears nothing—as shameless as a dead pig not fearing