12dz Chapter 355 Reunion with Sikong Mo
Chapter 355 Reunion with Sikong Mo
This time, the usually elusive and rarely issuing commands to the tower owner actually wrote to the tower himself, ordering him to personally bring Sikong Mo to Handan City. The meaning was quite clear.
The original poster seems to be personally leading his future brother-in-law to conquer battlefields and achieve great things, intending to cultivate and guide him.
The consul of Fengyun Tower, who is also the eldest princess of the Great Zhou, had previously sent him a letter reminding him, which is why Changfeng dared to remind Sikong Mo in this way.
However, upon hearing Changfeng's words, Sikong Mo was somewhat surprised. He looked at Changfeng with a puzzled expression and frowned. "Brother-in-law? Protector Changfeng, I only have an older brother, not a sister..."
However, as he suddenly seemed to remember something, Sikong Mo's face immediately darkened slightly—did the Lord of the Pavilion marry someone from their Sikong family?
Sikong Mo's hesitation did not escape the unfathomable gaze of Di Beizun. Seeing that Changfeng still wanted to explain something, he calmly interrupted, "It's not what you think. I and your sister... I and Sikong Jin... I will explain to you later. You only need to answer me, do you want to see your elder brother?"
Sikong Mo listened and immediately nodded, "I want to!"
"Hmm, very good. I received intelligence that your elder brother is currently near Patan City in the Liao Dynasty. Once the situation here stabilizes, I will go there and give you a ride. But before that, I would like to test your skills. What do you say?"
After saying these words, Di Beizun did not wait for Sikong Mo's reply. He got up and walked towards the door. His aloof and cold figure always gave people an indescribable aura, and his words were, of course, not to be refused.
Sikong Mo was startled and subconsciously glanced at Changfeng. Seeing a hint of envy in Changfeng's eyes, his own eyes brightened.
"Xiao Mo, hurry up and go. The master has never given any pointers to anyone. Those who can spar with him are the top masters in the martial arts world."
As Changfeng spoke, he pulled Sikong Mo up and followed Di Beizun outside.
In the courtyard outside the study, snowflakes were falling in the gloomy sky, the wind was howling, and the weather was so cold that it made people shiver.
Emperor Beizun stood with his hands behind his back under the bare tree, looking at Sikong Mo indifferently with a calm and distant gaze. "Let me see the results you have achieved in the past two years. I hope you will not disappoint me."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and flicked a yellow leaf with his slender fingertips, sending it flying towards a small tree opposite him. He felt a sharp aura pass by, and after a moment of silence, the small tree began to shake violently in the blink of an eye. Its bare branches began to turn into dust little by little from top to bottom.
"You may attack me with any means necessary. If you can force me to use even half a move before the branches above the leaves turn to dust, you win."
Watching the dust motes dance with the swirling snowflakes in the wind, Sikong Mo was momentarily dazed, and couldn't help but look at Di Beizun with some surprise—
According to him, it means he won't attack him, he just wants to force him to make a move.
Just how strong is this poster's martial arts skill?
It should be noted that Sikong Mo's current skills are such that he could fight Changfeng Protector for one or two hours without a clear winner. In particular, the movement techniques and sword techniques that his elder brother taught him have amazed even Changfeng Protector.
I wonder what it would be like if the eldest brother personally fought against the poster?
Sikong Mo knew all about Sikong Jin's deeds. In Sikong Mo's heart, his elder brother Sikong Jin was an insurmountable hero. However, the person in front of him seemed to be...
Never mind, I just can't let my brother down!
Sikong Mo thought for a moment and then stopped hesitating. He instantly drew his swift sword from his waist and attacked with lightning speed, thrusting it towards Di Beizun. His moves were sharp and graceful, and the sword, carrying an elegant light, pierced through the snowflakes. The echoing sword energy churned the flying snowflakes into wisps of dust, turning them into powder that flew through the wind.
Upon seeing the technique Sikong Mo used, Di Beizun was momentarily surprised—
It turned out to be the move he used when he was drinking and admiring the moon with her!
Did she learn all of that and then directly pass it on to Sikong Mo?
Although the swordsmanship was beautiful, every move concealed a deadly intent. He was extremely familiar with this swordsmanship, so he easily dodged it with a flash of his figure, still leisurely with one hand behind his back, a faint glint of light appearing in his eyes, clearly somewhat satisfied with Sikong Mo's speed.
Sikong Mo changed his moves without any hesitation. The silver sword light became unusually strange, and his attacking figure was like a ghost, appearing and disappearing. In the blink of an eye, Sikong Mo's unpredictable afterimages swept past in eight directions. The flashing silver light intertwined in a chaotic manner, so fast that no one could blink. Even Changfeng, who was watching the battle from the side, was extremely surprised!
Di Beizun had, of course, witnessed Sikong Mo's current form. He had been quite surprised and impressed by Sikong Jin's unpredictable lightness skill when they fought before. He never expected that Sikong Mo's current display was not much weaker than hers back then.
'Whoosh! '
A clear whistling sound came from beside him, and Di Beizun leaped up in an instant, nimbly dodging the attack!
'Bang! Bang!'
The sound of explosions rang out, and Changfeng realized that Sikong Mo had begun to use hidden weapons, but he still couldn't get close to Di Beizun.
Despite missing, Sikong Mo was not discouraged. He had only intended to distract the attacker with the hidden weapon. The moment the attacker leaped up, Sikong Mo pounced on him, his sword becoming even more ruthless and aggressive. He unleashed seven consecutive thrusts, almost as if he and his sword were one, transforming into a lightning-fast attack of interwoven black and silver light!
"Excellent! With a little improvement in your footwork, this move is practically perfect!"
A terrifying sword aura approached, its cold light flashing. Emperor Beizun praised it with satisfaction.
When the sharp, cold sword energy approached again, Di Beizun had already caught the sword tip that was thrusting towards his shoulder. In an instant, he neutralized the powerful true energy brought by Sikong Mo and ended the battle.