Chapter 417: The Movie Queen, the King of Soft Weapons

As the six major sects and the Ming Sect were on high tension, a young woman dressed as a Ming Sect disciple slowly approached Yin Tianzheng.
“Your humble servant, Shadow, greets Elder Eagle King. I am willing to take on this battle for you.”
Her voice was neither arrogant nor humble, clear and strong.
Happy and the others paled slightly again.
Even Gu Feng, who had been mocking earlier, was shocked upon hearing her name—it was her—Shadow, the second-strongest fighter on the Phoenix List.
“You?”
The White-Browed Eagle King had a sword in his chest but refused to treat his wound. He glared sternly at the petite young woman, hesitating. “It’s inappropriate. Hero Song is the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, kind and virtuous. You, a mere junior, aren’t worth his effort. You’d better back down.”
“As the Eagle King says, Hero Song is renowned throughout the world. He wouldn’t bully the weak, nor would he attack an injured old man. So, please let Wudang choose someone else to fight me,” Shadow replied quickly, challenging Wudang.
Frowning slightly, Song Yuanqiao was about to speak when a familiar voice suddenly rang out:
“Great! I’ll take on this battle myself to make you demons submit!”
Under the gaze of the disciples from the six major sects, Song Qingshu shouted clearly and rushed out from the crowd. With a swift motion, he drew his long sword from the air and gracefully landed behind Song Yuanqiao. “Father, let me take on this battle for you.” As he spoke, he glanced quickly toward the Emei Sect.
Ding Minjun glanced at Zhou Zhiruo and said mockingly, “After this battle, Song Qingshu of Wudang will surely become famous in the martial world.” Zhou Zhiruo subtly shifted her focus.
Since Song Qingshu had already stepped forward, Song Yuanqiao, knowing his son’s desire for attention, didn’t want to scold him in front of the disciples from the six major sects. He gave Shadow and the Eagle King a deep look and nodded, implicitly agreeing to their fight.
“Please teach me.”
Facing the young generation of Wudang’s disciples, Shadow seemed relieved as well. She raised her hand, and a purple-red whip shadow tore through the air with a crisp “snap,” marking the beginning of their duel.
“Whip techniques!”
Gu Feng looked excited. “This is interesting.”
Happy and Mo Mo exchanged a look, their eyes filled with seriousness.
Shadow.

The second-ranked expert on the ranking list, rumored to possess strength and strategy on par with Meng Yun, actually intervened in the plot mission at such a critical moment and successfully altered the course of events. Whether this battle ended in victory or defeat, Shadow succeeded…
Given the Wudang Sect’s way of operating, they wouldn’t easily push someone to the brink of death, especially not in front of everyone; they wouldn’t kill their enemies. Moreover, since the Eagle King had shown mercy to the six heroes of the Wudang Sect before, it was highly likely that the Wudang Sect would return the favor and not harm their opponent.
However, the appearance of Shadow bought the White-Browed Eagle King time to use his internal energy for healing, earning him goodwill among the Mingjiao experts and Zhang Wuji—ensuring him many opportunities in the future…
Just for that, Shadow’s rise to prominence was only a matter of time.
“Truly worthy of the title of ‘Queen of Shadows’.”
Watching the two fight amidst flying sand and stones, Happy couldn’t help but marvel!
Since the emergence of Meng Yun, Blood Cloak, Desolation Killer, Lin Xiao, Red Dust, Mo Feng, Medicine Master, and others, the other “queen” among the “two queens” finally made her appearance.
And it was on the highly watched Bright Summit, on the side of the Mingjiao, fully integrating into the plot!
Slap! Slap!! Slap!!!
In the battle arena, as soon as Shadow took action, the two beside Happy recognized the pattern of her movement—the Illusion Demon Movement. Moreover, she clearly mastered the essence of this movement, moving swiftly without pause during combat. Her whip sliced through the air, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, never giving Song Qingshu a chance to get close. Each time, she maximized the advantages of her whip as a weapon, using its intense explosive power and astonishing speed to attack Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu practiced the upright Wudang sword techniques, with both defense and offense being very disciplined. Unwilling to lose face, he often had to block Shadow’s whips on the spot, quickly counterattacking while dodging her attacks.
On the surface, Song Qingshu’s defense seemed impenetrable, and he dominated the fight completely…
“This Song Qingshu seems to have reached the Liberation Realm too—he’s quite strong.”
Gu Feng couldn’t help but remark:
“I’ve never seen a player use a whip so skillfully, yet still being suppressed by Song Qingshu. Tsk tsk, indeed, Shadow has no chance of winning.”
“No,” Mo Mo suddenly spoke up, her expression serious. “‘Shadow’ will win.”
“Hmm.”
Happy glanced at her, agreeing with Mo Mo’s judgment.
Gu Feng was speechless, looking at the two in surprise. He rubbed his eyes and glanced at the battlefield again before quickly asking for advice in a low voice…

Kai Xin didn’t hold back her opinions and explained in a calm voice, “Whip fighting is different from the sword and palm techniques we practice. It belongs to the category of soft weapons. Since there’s no fixed shape to the weapon, it’s very difficult to control, which is why few people can use it well. But in fact, its lethality is no less than that of our sword and knife techniques. Moreover, its defensive strategies are diverse, with flexible moves that offer great room for creativity. ‘Shadow’ clearly has a deep understanding of whip fighting…”
“…Could you explain it in simpler terms?”
Gu Feng was confused.
Kai Xin sighed, “Watch carefully. In every head-on confrontation between the two, who ends up at a disadvantage?”
Hearing this, Gu Feng stared at the battlefield. Shadow moved swiftly like an arrow, and with each attack, the whip moved like a dragon or snake, targeting the exact spots where Song Qingshu had to defend himself.
Yet most of Song Qingshu’s sword strikes were dodged, leaving deep grooves in the ground…
Gu Feng seemed to understand a bit, but he was still confused.
“Actually, every time he successfully blocks, the internal energy attached to his weapon still penetrates Song Qingshu’s body. Although Song Qingshu seems fine now, if the accumulated internal injuries flare up over time, that will be the moment of his defeat,” Mo Mo couldn’t help but interject.
Gu Feng became even more puzzled. “But Song Qingshu is using offensive moves to counter—how can he be at a disadvantage?”
Kai Xin smiled slightly. “That’s the advantage of soft weapons.”
“Huh?”
“It means that at the moment the whip inflicts damage, Shadow’s internal energy does the harming, but Song Qingshu’s internal energy can’t be reflected back into Shadow’s body through the soft weapon. Since soft weapons can’t withstand force, even if a little internal energy does return, Shadow can neutralize it.”
“I see…” Gu Feng suddenly understood. During the teachings, Zhou Zhiruo and Master Miejue had also heard Kai Xin’s words. The latter nodded slowly. “Young Master Qingshu, please come back!”
Master Miejue stepped forward.
Although Song Qingshu was reluctant, he knew continuing would only lead to worse consequences. So, in a huff, he returned to Wudang Sect, though his gaze toward them was filled with shame.
“Miss, judging by your whip fighting style, you’re not a disciple of the Mingjiao, right?”
“I am a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect.”
“ Ridiculous! If you’re not from the Mingjiao, then don’t get involved!”
Master Miejue’s tone changed as she turned to the Abbot of Shaolin. “Master Kongwen, this time as we suppress the demonic sects, all our sects respect your reputation and status in the martial world. We unanimously elected you as the leader to command the attack on Guangming Peak. Please say something!”

“What more is there to say? The Demon Sect must not leave a single survivor today; we must eradicate all evil! Otherwise, it will rise again someday and surely harm the martial world,” said He Taichong of the Kunlun Sect!
“Wait!”
“Zhang Wuji,” who had already been noticed by the three from Happy Group, finally held Xiao Zhao back and stepped out from among the crowd of the six major sects…