Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

A horrific tragedy occurred in broad daylight!

Someone instructed the Black Riders to massacre an entire village in order to cover up some unknown matter!

The lives of men, women, children and the elderly in the village were of no value to him whatsoever; it was utterly appalling!

Why would someone engage in such behavior?

Who is the real culprit behind this?

Please, sir, investigate the matter thoroughly and punish the wicked!

The reward is mastery of the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique).

"Lingbo Weibu?"

The long-lost skill of lightness of movement, or rather, a peerless skill of lightness of movement.

Just as dozens of black-clad riders charged in, Li Fu remained standing still, without even adopting any defensive stance.

The true energy of the Yi Jin Jing within his body surged forth, unleashing a century's worth of accumulated skill!

"Buzz—"

A deep and strange sound rang out, as if the void was being shaken by an invisible force.

Centered on Li Fu, within a radius of three feet, the energy solidified, and an invisible yet indestructible transparent wall of energy instantly formed!

The ultimate skill of Yi Jin Jing – the Three-Foot Qi Wall!

Boom! Crack!

Hee hee hee—!

The five or six riders at the front, along with their horses, crashed solidly into this invisible wall of energy that was as solid as metal!

In an instant, men and horses were thrown into chaos!

The force of the impact is so fierce that the force of the recoil is so terrifying!

Those sturdy horses crashed into a mountain wall made of bronze and iron, their skulls and neck bones making a teeth-grinding cracking sound, and they tumbled forward and fell to the ground with miserable neighs!

The riders on horseback fared even worse; the immense inertia threw them forward like rag dolls, some crashing directly into the air wall and breaking their bones.

Some were crushed by the rolling warhorses, their bones broken and tendons snapped, and they coughed up blood!

In an instant, screams of agony, the neighing of horses, and the sound of bones breaking mingled together, and dust flew everywhere!

Li Fu remained calm, not even lifting his eyelids. The three-foot-wide area where he stood was like a pristine Buddhist land shrouded in the power of Vajra, where not a single speck of dust could penetrate.

After mastering the Yi Jin Jing, one's true energy can be condensed into a three-foot-thick wall of energy to withstand attacks. Before he had mastered the Yi Jin Jing, when he had only mastered the Nine Yang Technique, the energy wall he released was already more than two feet thick.

Even after mastering the Yi Jin Jing, the Qi barrier only reaches three feet.

It's not because it can't be thicker, but because it can't be thinner!

The three-foot-high qi wall is formed by the extreme concentration of true qi, making it as solid as metal and as immovable as a mountain.

The iron cavalry charged, but the impact caused them to break bones and fall over.

This horrifying scene caused the Black Riders charging from behind to instinctively rein in their horses and slow down, causing a slight disruption in their formation.

Tang Boyong, who had been watching the show, suddenly narrowed his eyes and jumped in surprise.

"Condensing qi to form a wall?!"

Such profound skill.

The Tang Clan disciples behind him, including Tang Jin who had never seen this move before, all looked horrified.

They had heard of protective inner energy, but to condense inner energy to such an extent that one could withstand a cavalry charge without moving an inch was simply unheard of!

As the smoke and dust dissipated, Li Fu remained standing in the same spot, his hair fluttering slightly from the surging energy, but his expression remained calm.

Just as the Black Riders' charge was stalled and their formation was slightly disrupted, he suddenly moved!

With a light tap of his foot, his figure soared into the air like a dragon, advancing instead of retreating, and charging towards the remaining dozens of black riders. While still in mid-air, he unleashed a series of palm strikes!

The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms shocked the entire region!

"roar--!"

It sounded as if a dragon's roar echoed throughout the mountain village!

A powerful and fierce palm force, like a raging sea, surged out from Li Fu's palm and swept forward in a fan shape!

Another seven or eight black riders, along with their horses, were struck head-on by this violent palm force!

"Bang bang bang...!"

Muffled thuds echoed! Shouts from men and neighing from horses!

The knights were struck as if by an invisible giant hammer; their breastplates caved in, they coughed up blood, and flew backward off their horses!

The warhorse was also affected by the force of the palm strike, neighing and falling to either side!

The charging formation that had just regrouped was instantly torn open again, leaving a huge gap!

Li Fu landed without hesitation, his palms following his body, sometimes displaying the "Regretful Dragon," sometimes the "Flying Dragon in the Sky," and sometimes the "Dragon Appearing in the Field"...

He could wield the powerful moves of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms with ease, and with each strike, several Black Knights would cough up blood and fall from their horses!

His figure weaved through the chaotic cavalry as if they were nothing, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake!

These black-clad riders were all fierce and powerful, and clearly had some martial arts training. When combined with their warhorses charging, they were quite formidable.

But compared to Li Fu's astonishing skill and unparalleled, fierce palm technique, they were simply like clay chickens and earthenware dogs!

Their sabers were either knocked away by the force of the palm strikes, or they didn't even touch the hem of Li Fu's clothes.

Occasionally, a stray arrow or flying knife would come from a tricky angle, but Li Fu would block it with his protective inner energy or with a casual gesture, and all of them would miss their mark.

Li Fu felt nothing but murderous intent towards the group of black riders who had slaughtered all the men, women, and children in the village and dared to return.

Only the most powerful and unforgiving Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms could vent the killing intent in his heart at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty riders had fallen to the ground, either dead or wounded, and were no longer able to fight.

The remaining Black Knights were also intimidated by this terrifying and chilling killing intent, and their offensive stalled.

"kill!"

Just then, the burly leader of the black cavalry, seeing the heavy casualties among his men, roared and leaped off his horse!

He actually abandoned his warhorse, wielded his sword with both hands, and with a powerful downward strike, slashed down towards Li Fu's head!

This strike was powerful and heavy, with a whistling wind that seemed to carry the sound of thunder and lightning. It was clear that the user possessed profound inner strength and superb swordsmanship, making them one of the top masters in the martial arts world!

"Get over here!"

Li Fu neither dodged nor evaded. As the blade approached, he swiftly raised his right palm, actually using his bare hand to meet the blade head-on.

Just as the edge of the palm was about to touch the blade, the inner force in the palm suddenly burst forth, unleashing a supple and enduring power—the very technique of deflecting force from the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth!

"clang!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing!

The Black Rider leader felt as if his earth-shattering strike had pierced through layers of tough leather, with seven or eight tenths of its force being dissipated!

A strange pulling force traveled along the blade, causing him to sway.

Li Fu reached out with his left hand, his five fingers like hooks, and swiftly grabbed the pulse point on the right wrist of the man holding the knife, unleashing the power of the Dragon Claw Hand!

The Black Knight leader felt a sharp pain in his wrist, which snapped with a crack as the white bone fragment pierced his skin, and his steel sword fell to the ground.

Yet this man managed to remain conscious amidst the inhuman agony, letting out a muffled groan as he struck Li Fu's ribs with his left palm, a diversionary tactic.

Li Fu grabbed the man's severed wrist and pulled him along, then delivered a simple yet sudden right palm strike, swift as lightning, striking the man's chest first!

boom!

With a muffled thud, the leather armor on the chest of the Black Knight leader exploded, his sternum caved in, and his tall body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground several feet away.

He struggled for a moment, but ultimately failed to get up, and blood gushed from his mouth.

"Walk!"

The remaining dozen or so Black Riders, seeing their own side suffer heavy casualties and their leader's crushing defeat, remained as silent as iron. They did not scatter or panic, but instead organized another desperate charge against Li Fu, whom they could not possibly defeat.

Until their leader shouted for them to retreat, they immediately obeyed the order without hesitation, abandoned their leader, turned their horses around, and tried to scatter and flee.

"Generally speaking, even the most elite army will inevitably fall into disarray and flee in defeat if more than half of its troops are killed or wounded."

But these black riders seemed to be seasoned veterans, utterly fearless.

"Where did these cavalrymen come from?"

Li Fu frowned.

Even if the imperial court selected one in a hundred knights, it would be difficult to find a cavalry unit as elite and courageous as this.

But how could such a cavalry unit, which should be a battle-hardened elite, commit such a horrific act as massacring a village?

The constables, officers, and a group of江湖人士 (jianghu figures) who were watching from the sidelines had never eaten pork, but they had seen pigs run. They could see how rare it was that this group of Black Riders was so disciplined, obeyed orders like mountains, and were fearless.

The more one knows and understands, the more perplexed one becomes by their banditry.

"Trying to leave?"

How could Li Fu allow them to escape so easily?

He moved like lightning, and with a few leaps and bounds, his palms whistled, and he casually chopped down several riders who had fallen behind. He could withstand two or three moves, but the remaining dozen or so riders were also taken down.

Some were filmed with their horses, and ultimately none of them managed to escape the village.

The open space in the mountain village was a mess.

The dead warhorses, the corpses of black-clad knights, broken weapons, and crimson bloodstains... all mixed together with the corpses of the villagers, added to the tragedy.

Li Fu slowly withdrew his palm, his gaze sharp as lightning, standing amidst the corpses, his blue robe spotless, his aura as long and deep as ever.

Everyone was horrified.

Even seasoned martial arts masters would find themselves flustered and disorganized when faced with a charging army.

Moreover, these dozens of elite knights clad in iron armor were all handpicked and skilled in martial arts, yet they were defeated so easily and effortlessly.

Moreover, he did it all alone, unarmed; his martial arts skills are simply terrifying.

Behind the broken wall, Tang Boyong and the other Tang Clan disciples were also astonished.

The arrogance and disdain on Tang Boyong's face had vanished without a trace, replaced by a furrowed brow.

It seems that not acting rashly was the right thing to do. If a fight had actually broken out, he wasn't entirely sure if his Ten Thousand Poisons Transformation Technique would have been enough to defeat this person.

Or, if we were to capture this person and cripple their martial arts, we might also suffer serious injuries ourselves, which would be too much of a waste.

"He can summon dragons with his palm... His reputation is well-deserved."

Li Fu slowly withdrew his palm, standing amidst the chaos of the scene. His gaze swept over the fallen corpses of the black-clad riders and the heavily wounded warhorses.

Finally, the target fell on the Black Rider leader, who had been spared his life by his own hand and was now struggling to get up.

Seeing that the battle was over, Chen Tao and the other constables, along with a group of martial arts practitioners, gathered around with lingering fear, their eyes filled with anger, terror, and curiosity as they looked at the leader of the black-clad cavalry.

Li Fu walked up to the leader.

The man's mask had fallen off during the fight, revealing a face covered with crisscrossing scars and old wounds, making it almost impossible to recognize his original appearance.

Only his eyes, like a lifeless, cold pool, were indifferent and empty, without the slightest emotional fluctuation. They showed no fear of defeat and capture, nor were they contorted by pain from his injuries, as if this body did not house a person with joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

"Tell me, what is your background?"

Li Fu's voice was icy, and he got straight to the point.

"right!

Who exactly are you people?

Why would someone commit such a heinous act as massacring a village?! Chen Tao and the other constables couldn't contain themselves any longer and shouted questions all at once, their emotions running high.

Those martial arts figures, thinking of the tragic state of the village, gritted their teeth and echoed the sentiments.

"You are inhuman! You've killed so many people, how could you do this to such young children!"

The leader of the Black Riders merely glanced coldly at the crowd, then lowered his gaze, staring at the ground without uttering a word.

Click!

Even when Li Fu stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, which had been broken by the Dragon Claw Hand and had broken through his flesh, he only trembled slightly and let out a suppressed groan, without any intention of begging for mercy.

"Not going to speak?"

Li Fu frowned slightly.

This indifference to one's own pain and life or death.

He slightly bent his fingers and flicked them in mid-air.

laugh!laugh!

Two invisible finger-forces pierced through the air, precisely penetrating the Black Knight leader's other intact hand and one ankle!

Fresh blood gushed out immediately, staining the soil red.

The bones were shattered, but the leader, apart from his eyelids twitching violently a few times due to the excruciating pain and cold sweat beading on his forehead, did not utter a single cry of pain!

He stared at Li Fu with his eyes open, as if it wasn't his own body that had been pierced.

Seeing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Is this...is this even human? How can someone be so numb to torture?

Li Fu's suspicions deepened, and he pressed him for an answer in a deep voice.

"You came for that pale-skinned person, didn't you?"

Why are you looking for him?

What earth-shattering secret does he harbor that warrants such a massive operation, even the massacre of an entire village, to cover his tracks?

He asked a series of questions, his tone growing increasingly harsh, trying to find a flaw in the other person's eyes or subtle reactions.

However, the leader of the black cavalry remained as still as a statue, ignoring Li Fu's questions and stubbornly keeping silent.

Li Fu, refusing to believe in evil, dragged over several heavily wounded Black Riders who he had deliberately spared during the battle and who were now lying on the ground groaning. He placed them next to the leader and tortured them one by one for interrogation.

The result was exactly the same.

These black knights were all covered in a mix of old and new wounds—knife scars, arrow wounds, branding marks—a horrifying sight.

Their eyes were just like the leader's—empty and indifferent, as if they had long been accustomed to pain and death.

They remained unmoved by Li Fu's interrogation and the pain he inflicted, showing not even a trace of hatred or anger.

Li Fu's brows furrowed more and more deeply.

If there truly are unyielding, tough men in this world who can endure torture without uttering a single word, I believe it.

But the people in front of him gave him a completely different feeling.

They weren't just putting on a brave face; rather, they seemed oblivious to the pain behind the torture, showing no fear of pain or death.

It's as if a part of their normal human emotions and reactions has been completely erased or suppressed to the extreme.

Seeing these scenes, even though it was these few Black Knights who had become prisoners and were being tortured, made the surrounding constables and martial arts practitioners feel a chill down their spines.

Looking at these few black riders who seemed like walking corpses, an indescribable, instinctive unease quietly spread through me.

"These people...aren't those hands and feet their own hands and feet?"

They remained silent, completely unconcerned about what kind of monster it was!

They might be able to muster the courage to fight back against a brutal enemy, but this abnormal, inhuman indifference makes them feel uneasy and horrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Li Fu frowned deeply.

Looking at the black knights, he felt that their temperament and the feeling they gave off were as if they were all cut from the same mold.

"It's as if the same experience and the same method gave birth to the same humanoid weapons."

"Officer Li, there's no need to waste your time."

Just then, a voice carrying a mocking yet knowing tone came from the side.