Do you have the strength to force me to join the Liangshan bandits?

Chapter 377 Divine Steed Ma Ling: Who in the world can stop me? [1st Update]

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
I am the fastest man in the world!

Dai Zong's competitive spirit was immediately aroused by that person, and he turned around to chase after him, but he couldn't catch up no matter how hard he tried.

At first, Dai Zong could still see the person's back, but later he couldn't even see the back anymore...

The man stepped on flames, moving with lightning speed, as if a demon child had descended to earth, far beyond anyone's reach!

Why bother chasing after this?
For the first time, Dai Zong felt a deep sense of frustration regarding the aspect of "speed"...

Dai Zong shook his head with a wry smile. "Never mind, I'd better hurry back and report to Brother Song Jiang."

Turning back again, Dai Zong slunk away towards Shandong.

The man glanced back, and seeing that Dai Zong wasn't chasing after him, he sneered:
I thought he was a pro, but is that all? Is that all?

The man continued walking for a while, and when he saw Mozhou City, he put away his Wind and Fire Wheels.

"what?"

The man was taken aback when he saw that half of the left sleeve of the city gate guard was torn off.
How come the Liao soldiers have also rebelled?
That man was knowledgeable; he knew that whenever government troops surrendered to rebels, they would have their uniforms marked to make them easier to distinguish on the battlefield since they had no new armor to change into.

For example, tearing off half of the sleeve, sewing a piece of yellow cloth onto the shoulder, or tying a red scarf around the neck...

These city gate guards had clearly surrendered to the rebels, but it was unclear which rebel they had surrendered to.

As the people lined up to enter the city, they heard the locals excitedly discussing how Mozhou was now back in the Central Plains.

After listening for a while, the man understood: it turned out that Princess Tianshou had given Mo Zhou to her lover, Sai Xuande.

"Sai Xuande"?
The man was taken aback: "Isn't Cai Fu, the 'Sai Xuande,' from Shandong? How did he manage to hook up with a Liao princess?"
He even bewitched the Liao princess, who gave him a piece of the kingdom.
The problem is that he clearly heard that Cai Fusheng was a fierce and evil-looking man with a blue face and fangs, like a demon king descended to earth!
In Shandong, mentioning Cai Fu's name can stop a child from crying at night!

Did the Liao princess have such unusual tastes?
Oh well, whether it's heavy or not is none of my business. I'm just here to grab a bite to eat anyway.

After entering the city, the man found a hotel to eat at, and while eating, he heard someone mention Cai Fu again.

"'Sai Xuande' is not only handsome, I've also heard that he's the most famous rebel in the Song Dynasty!"

"Didn't they say the Song Dynasty had 'Four Great Bandits'? Besides Cai Fu, there were Fang La, Wang Qing, and one more..."

"Gao Qiu!"

"Yes, yes, yes, 'Sai Xuande' Cai Fu is also known as the 'Northern Sword King'. He can overpower the 'Four Great Bandits' with a single greatsword!"

The man couldn't stand it any longer and couldn't help but interrupt:

You're all wrong!
The "Four Great Rebel Kings of the Song Dynasty" are Tian Hu, Fang La, Wang Qing, and Cai Fu!
“Tian Hu, Fang La, and Wang Qing have all carved out their own territories and declared themselves kings!”
"Only Cai Fu is just there to make up the numbers. He occupied a stinking pond in Shandong and doesn't deserve to be ranked alongside the other three..."

Just as he finished speaking, the surrounding diners suddenly swarmed forward and pinned him to the ground!
The man was stunned and struggled desperately, but it was all in vain.

These diners were actually elite soldiers in disguise, who quickly tied him up.

He was soon sent to the government office and met Shi Wengong, the general of Mozhou.

Shi Wengong no longer needs to wear a mask.

However, the most popular and influential figure in Mozhou right now is Cai Fu, while not many people know about Shi Wengong.

"General, it's this guy!"

An old soldier, disguised as a diner, reported to Shi Wengong:

"The spy you asked us to capture has been brought back!"

Shi Wengong nodded in satisfaction and carefully examined the man.

The man was dressed in a way that was neither conventional nor vulgar, and he had a striking appearance.

Especially a lump right in the center of his forehead, with something seemingly wriggling inside.

Shi Wengong asked in a deep voice, "Tell me honestly, who sent you?"

The man quickly cried out his innocence: "General, please understand! I am a traveling merchant, just passing through on my way home..."

"Just passing by?"

Shi Wengong sneered: "You've been inquiring around the city for half a day, do you think no one has come to report to the authorities?"

"what?"

The man looked bewildered: "Half a day? I've only been in the city for the time it takes to eat a meal..."

"Humph!"

Shi Wengong slammed his hand on the table impatiently:
"In that case, I'll have them identify the person!"
"Once they recognize you, don't blame me for using torture on them!"

"General, wait!"

The man suddenly realized something:
"General, what did the official report say about me?"

Yang Zaixing, who was standing nearby, said, "The person who reported to the authorities said you had a foreign accent, looked strange, walked very fast, and were only interested in the matter of 'Sai Xuande'!"

The man cried out in injustice, "I'm innocent!"

"On my way here, I indeed saw a strange-looking person walking very fast, heading south!"

Shi Wengong sneered: "How can you prove that person wasn't you?"

The man said expectantly, "Since the general has untied me, I will naturally prove it to the general!"

Shi Wengong nodded, and two soldiers came over and untied the man.

The man reached for his waist, but found nothing. He had no choice but to say again:
"General, could you please return the bag to me?"

Shi Wengong snorted impatiently:
"What bag? That's all nonsense!"

"Come here, punish me severely!"

The soldiers on both sides rushed forward, pinned the man to the ground, and pulled down his pants without saying a word!

"General, please wait—"

Seeing that he couldn't avoid the beating, the man, not wanting to suffer a loss, quickly announced his name:
"Little Ma Ling, known in the martial arts world as 'Divine Steed,' also called 'Little Hua Guang,' is from Zhuozhou!"

"This time, I was indeed returning to Zhuozhou to visit relatives. I stopped in Mozhou for a meal and heard people talking about 'Sai Xuande'."

"I couldn't help but say a few more words because I felt like it..." "That wasn't just a few words!"

The old soldier who had brought him here shouted:

"You are clearly slandering General Cai!"
"You said that among the 'Four Great Rebel Kings' of the Song Dynasty, Tian Hu, Fang La, and Wang Qing all carved out their own territories and declared themselves kings!"

"Only Cai Fu is just there to make up the numbers. He occupies a stinking pond in Shandong and doesn't deserve to be ranked alongside the other three!"

"Humph!"

Shi Wengong's face darkened: "Strike! Strike hard!"

"General, please let me finish speaking—"

Ma Ling hurriedly shouted, "I possess the divine ability to travel a thousand miles a day!"

"On the way here, I met someone who walked fast. I compared my pace with him and he was only a step slower than me!"
"I've heard that there's a 'Divine Traveler' named Dai Zong in Liangshan who can travel 800 li a day!"
"That person is most likely Dai Zong!"

Shi Wengong frowned: "Is this really true?"

Ma Ling: "Absolutely no exaggeration!"

Shi Wengong hesitated for two seconds, then looked at Ma Ling and asked:
How can you prove you can travel a thousand miles in a day?

Ma Ling pulled up his pants and smiled wryly: "The general told them to return the bag to me so that I could testify for the general."

Shi Wengong looked at the old soldier: "Where's the bag?"

The old soldiers had no choice but to take out their bags. They had originally intended to keep the gold brick they saw in Ma Ling's bag.

The bag was presented to Shi Wengong. Upon inspection, Shi Wengong saw that the bag contained two wheels, which looked like iron objects, and a gold brick the size of a palm.

Both the iron wheels and the gold bricks were engraved with mysterious and ancient runes.

Ma Ling couldn't help but urge, "General, just give me back the two wheels."

Shi Wengong sneered, "I'll return it to you. If you run away, who can catch you?"

Ma Ling: (_)
"However, I'm willing to believe you this once!"

Shi Wengong gave the two iron wheels to Yang Zaixing, who then handed them to Ma Ling.

Shi Wengong solemnly said to Ma Ling, "Prove it to me!"

"If it's true, I won't make things difficult for you!"

Ma Ling grabbed the two iron wheels in his hands, muttered incantations, and suddenly threw the iron wheels to the ground!
"call--"

After the two iron wheels were released, they burst into flames, as if they had come to life, and rolled around on the ground!

"disease!"

Ma Ling suddenly leaped three feet high, and two fiery wheels flew down to his feet as if they were telepathically connected!

When Ma Ling landed, his feet just barely touched the Wind and Fire Wheels!

Two fiery wheels spun rapidly along the ground, carrying Ma Ling as they rushed outwards!
Many soldiers were originally blocking the way, but when they saw Ma Ling charging towards them on his fiery wheels, they instinctively moved aside, allowing Ma Ling to rush forward on his fiery wheels...

Ma Ling smugly rushed out of the government office, laughing heartily:

"Wa hahaha--"

If I really want to leave, who in the world can stop me?

"Om-"

Just then, someone suddenly swung a large gun and, with lightning speed, struck his ankle hard!
"Oh my god!"

Ma Ling was thrown forward and fell to the ground against her will. Just as she was about to get up, a gun was pressed against the back of her neck!

Without his control, the flames on the Wind and Fire Wheels quickly dissipated on their own, and they rolled to the ground, turning into iron wheels...

"Where did this sorcerer come from?"

The man grabbed Ma Ling by the neck and pulled him up to look him over.

When Ma Ling looked at the man, he saw a large blue birthmark on his face and sparse red beard on his cheeks.

Ma Ling instinctively tried to break free, but how could she break free?

Although he possessed some magical abilities, his martial arts skills were mediocre.

In the original story, he could only compete with people like Ou Peng and Deng Fei. When he encountered Lu Zhishen, he was easily defeated with a single blow of his staff.

The man carried Ma Ling in his hand and swaggered into the government office.

His entourage picked up the two iron wheels and followed behind.

The man walked right up to Shi Wengong and threw Ma Ling to the ground.
"Brother, I've caught a demon outside!"

Ma Ling was almost in tears: Would you believe me if I said I originally planned to go out and have some fun and then come back?

Ma Ling had initially thought Shi Wengong wouldn't believe him anymore, but to his surprise, Shi Wengong actually helped him up.

"Brother Ma truly lives up to his reputation as a 'divine steed,' his speed and agility are truly astounding!"

"Disrespect, disrespect!"

If Ma Ling had returned on his own, he would be incredibly proud of himself right now, but unfortunately, he was captured and brought back.

He couldn't be proud of himself in front of Shi Wengong, so he could only cup his hands in greeting:
"Don't dare to take it, don't dare to take it..."

"Brother Ma, this is Yang Zhi, the 'Blue-Faced Beast,' a descendant of the late General Yang!"

"My brother Shi Wengong, Cai Fu is my sworn brother!"

Shi Wengong was unaware that Ma Ling was a general commanding the army of Jin, and couldn't resist trying to recruit him:

"Brother Ma, I have offended you greatly today!"

"We'll arrange a feast to help you calm your nerves, Brother Ma, please don't refuse!"

(End of this chapter)