Song of Adolescence
Chapter 161 Xianxia Potion

Chapter 161 Xianxia Potion

"Break formation." Su Muyu waved his hand sharply, and with his remaining twelve sharp swords, he rushed at the Thunder Shield Formation.

"How can one person use so many swords? Is he still human?" Lei Jingbu received a big fright, then picked up his shield and slammed it into the ground. A shock of thunder shot out at Su Muyu again.

Su Muyu sacrificed another sword to block the thunderbolt.

"I'll smack another!" Lei Jingbu gritted his teeth, and although he shouted out loud, the hand holding the shield was trembling and the thunder didn’t come.

"Boss, can we still hold?" The Lei Clan disciple behind the shield didn't see any movement, and hurriedly asked.

"What do you think? Of course we can't hold anymore!" Lei Jingbu scolded. His hands were already blackened. Although the power from the thunderbolts was great, the backlash was not small either. Even though they’d mastered this Thunder Shield Formation, they’d never really used the Summon Thunder from the Ninth Heaven technique. It was because Lei Jingbu’s body couldn’t endure that many thunderbolts.

Of course, Su Muyu had also noticed the change in Lei Jingbu. He leapt up and the sharp swords in his hands flew out in a scatter.

"Everyone, hold on! Don't embarrass the Lei Clan Fort!" Lei Jingbu gritted his teeth, picked up the shield in his hands, and slammed it down again.

Another blue-violet light descended from the sky, landed on the shield and shot towards Su Muyu. This time, Lei Jingbu was no longer able to support himself. His entire body weakened and he leaned on his shield, swaying on his feet.

"Boss!" Someone exclaimed from behind his shield.

"You go break the formation!" Xie Qidao suddenly leaned forward, holding up his sabre to block the thunderbolt head on. Su Muyu continued his rush forward, and his remaining sharp swords pierced through the gaps between the shields. He waved his hands sharply, and just like that, the Thunder Shield Formation was torn apart.

Lei Jingbu gritted his teeth, picked up his shield and glared at Su Muyu furiously.

Su Muyu's figure moved, and he was suddenly standing behind Lei Jingbu with his sword.

Lei Jingbu was stunned. The shield in his hand was split in half instantly. He smiled bitterly and said, "Good sword." After saying this, his whole person collapsed onto the ground.

"Boss!" The Lei Clan disciple with the pained expression exclaimed. Together with the other six people, they held up their shields and rushed towards Su Muyu. However, with the Thunder Shield Formation broken, even though these Lei Clan disciples were known as the Eight Horsemen, and were all outstanding disciples of the Lei Clan Fort’s younger generation, they were far from a match for Su Muyu’s consummate swordsmanship.

Su Muyu waved his sword, and the seven of them instantly flew backwards with their shields grasped in their arms. He was not fond of fighting. He tipped his toes, jumped over the group of them, and headed straight for Lei Clan Fort.

Inside Lei Clan Fort.

The banquet was in full swing.

At every Heroes Banquet, besides the gathering of the various sects and the eating and drinking, there will also be a ranking tournament. In this tournament, every clan and sect will send their younger disciples to fight. The younger disciples will also bear the glory of their sects and attend the Heroes Banquet to fight against disciples from other sects. It went without saying that the young talent who won the tournament would henceforth become famous, but he would also receive a gift from the host of the Heroes Banquet.

"In the past few years of the Heroes Banquet, Tang Lian of Snow Moon City had won first place several times. I wonder who will get it this time?" Someone asked during the dinner.

Wen Liang cleared his throat and suddenly composed himself to sit upright.

Grandmaster Tang squinted his eyes at him. "Oh? Is this little brother here representing the Wen Clan this time?"

"Hahaha, I am." Wen Liang nodded and smiled. "I wonder which disciple is representing the Tang Clan this time? It couldn’t be this Tang Xuan, Big Brother Tang? But, you’re a little bit too old for this, right?"

"Are you courting death?" Tang Xuan glared at him with fury.

"The Tang Clan is lacking in talent. But, this time, we do have a young disciple here," Grandmaster Tang said with a smile.

"Oh? Where is this person right now?" Lei Qianhu was the one who asked.

"Qianhu, you met him earlier. He’s the kid who drove the carriage for me. He is much too young to be qualified to sit at the table. Let him wait in the backyard," Grandmaster Tang said slowly. "I wonder which young hero Lei Clan Fort will be sending this time."

"Lei Clan Fort is no better than Tang Clan. There haven't been many outstanding young disciples in the last few years. Actually, there was a suitable disciple this time, but he was travelling and has yet to return. And…" Lei Qianhu glanced at He Qu and He Cong, and continued pointedly, "It's hard to say whether he’s representing Lei Clan Fort, Snow Moon City or Sword Heart Tomb."

He Qu and He Cong exchanged a look and replied, "The old Tombmaster said that Sword Heart Tomb and Lei Clan Fort are in-laws, and there’s no distinction between who’s whose."

"Old Senior Li is a person worthy of admiration. This wine is to salute him." Lei Qianhu picked up a cup of wine and drank it in one mouthful.

"Oh, what a pity. Someone who can catch Hu-ye’s attention must be pretty impressive. It’s a pity that I won’t get to duel with him this time. And Tang Lian, who’d won first place for the last three years, is also not going to get here in time. It really is such a shame." Wen Liang put out a disappointed expression, as if he’d already won first place before the match even began. He sighed, raised his head and took a sip. His expression suddenly changed and he put down the wine cup, glaring at Grandmaster Tang. "This wine!"

Grandmaster Tang gently pressed his hand onto the surface of the table, a faint smile still on his face.

Wen Liang felt a surge of power instantly pressing down on his body, and his hand holding the wine cup became so weak that he couldn’t even move a muscle. He couldn't help but feel shocked. He had just drank one sip of the wine and clearly noticed that someone had poisoned the wine. The poison was colorless and tasteless. Even a disciple of the Lingnan Wen Clan, who were the most proficient poison-users under Heaven, could not detect it. It must be the Xianxia Potion. But Wen Liang's master, Wen Hujiu was the head of the Wen Clan, so he was naturally not an ordinary Wen Clan disciple and he had noticed the abnormality with only one sip. But just as he was about to warn Lei Qianhu, he was subdued in one strike by Grandmaster Tang.

Grandmaster Tang gently pressed his left hand on the table, raised a cup of wine with his right hand, and said to Lei Qianhu, "Qianhu, this old man will drain this cup in respect first."

"Grandmaster Tang is too polite." Lei Qianhu also raised his cup and drained it in one mouthful.

Wen Liang thought to himself, As soon as I was going to warn Hu-ye, I was subdued by Grandmaster Tang. The Xianxia Potion in the wine must have something to do with the Tang Clan. When the time comes, everyone in Lei Clan Fort will have been poisoned and they will be at the mercy of the Tang Clan. I have to replace a way to warn Hu-ye!

Grandmaster Tang’s expression remained cordial as he talked and drank with Lei Qianhu.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the distance, and the hustle and bustle of the dinner came to a standstill. Everyone looked at Lei Qianhu. Lei Qianhu hurriedly got up and walked to the door.

Lei Tianhen hurried up to him. "Clan Leader, that was our family’s explosives. There’s quite a bit of it too. I’m thinking there’s a big battle outside."

Lei Qianhu frowned and said, "Have the Eight Horsemen returned?"

"Not yet, but according to their last message, they should be arriving today," Lei Tianhen replied.

Suddenly there was a clap of thunder in the sky. Lei Qianhu looked up and saw a blue-violet thunderbolt in the distance.

"It's the Thunder Shield Formation. It's really the Eight Horsemen!" Lei Tianhen exclaimed in shock.