Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Looking at Li Fu again, he appears to be quite young, at most around twenty years old.

At such a young age, how could he repel the Fiery Elder with a single palm strike?!

This is simply unbelievable!

Could it be that he started practicing martial arts from the womb?

Li Fu's move astonished everyone present!

Everyone was stunned by the young man's profound skill.

The old man with the raging fire was also surprised and uncertain, his face turning red and white in turns.

He stared intently at Li Fu and asked in a low voice, "Young man... I just used seven-tenths of my strength. How much did you use?"

Li Fu smiled faintly: "Facing such a master as you, how could I dare to be presumptuous? Of course, I will do my utmost."

Very strong?

Everyone was even more surprised and suspicious.

He appeared calm and composed, not at all like someone who was exerting their full strength, giving the impression that he was truly unfathomable.

Regardless of whether he actually used his full strength, the fact that he could repel the Fiery Elder with a single palm strike while remaining completely still and breathing steadily is enough to make him stand out among the younger generation!

Zhu Tongzhou was surprised.

He was strictly supervised by his father, Zhu Tinggao, the Land God Dragon, from a young age, and practiced martial arts diligently, ignoring everything else.

He spent ten years practicing martial arts diligently, and thus achieved some success. Before his father, Lu Di Shenlong, commented that he was qualified to travel in the martial arts world, he knew nothing about the affairs of the martial arts world.

With his martial arts skills, was he a match for the young man before him?

Zhu Tongzhou felt uncertain, but the thought of making friends with him suddenly arose in his mind.

"Brother Li, your kung fu is truly superb! I am Zhu Tongzhou from Qixingwu in Jiangnan. May I ask which school or lineage you follow? You are indeed a young hero, truly admirable!"

His father, Lu Di Shenlong, was a well-known figure in the martial arts world, known for his extensive network of friends and connections with heroes.

In reality, their Seven Star Linked Fortress had one foot in the martial arts world and the other in the outlaw world.

In the world of outlaws, it's impossible to rise to prominence without making many friends. Moreover, he had been influenced by his surroundings since childhood and loved to associate with heroes and outlaws.

When Zhu Tongzhou asked this question, Gong Xiaoshang looked at Li Fu with her bright eyes. This was also a question that she was curious about and concerned about.

She had never heard of such a person before, and had never seen any martial arts style he used, which made her even more curious.

Li Fu responded to Zhu Tongzhou's question with a smile.

"I am honored by your praise, brother."

These are just minor tricks, not worth mentioning.

Mentorship... is quite common, let's not even mention it.

His demeanor was elegant and composed, and this composure was even more captivating.

The old monk from Famen Temple and the old Taoist priest from Laoshan Sect exchanged a glance, both seeing approval in each other's eyes.

This young man possesses exceptional martial arts skills, yet he displays none of arrogance, which is truly rare.

Only Wang Zheliu abruptly closed his folding fan, his expression shifting between light and dark.

He had expected to see Li Fu severely injured or even killed by the Old Man of Fiery Blaze.

Unexpectedly, the old man with the raging fire suffered a setback, while Li Fu was unharmed. Such martial arts skills…

"well,

You withstood one of my moves; you've passed!

The old man with the raging fire spoke in a deep, muffled voice, his tone completely different from before.

Previously, when he let others pass, it was a condescending favor, an endorsement, carrying the arrogance of a senior expert.

When he said this, his voice was muffled, without any hint of pride, and even revealed a slight sense of frustration.

After all, he had been at a real disadvantage in that exchange of blows, which made him feel somewhat humiliated.

A sense of frustration welled up in his chest, and the old man with the fiery temper found the dilapidated inn even more unpleasant.

The stool shattered, and he abruptly stood up, his gaze sharp as a knife, still burning with lingering anger, as he swept his eyes over the remaining people in the inn.

Those who haven't been weighed by him yet, and who might come for the Golden Tower and Sand Ruins.

His volatile temper flared up again, and he needed to vent his anger on someone.

His gaze swept around the inn before finally settling on another table of people.

They were five men dressed in the same style of tight-fitting clothes, each with a pair of gleaming iron claws hanging from their waists.

The five people sat together in silence, their somber demeanor contrasting sharply with the lively atmosphere at the other tables.

The old man with the raging fire raised his eyebrows, pointed at them, and asked in a gruff voice, "Hey, you five, the ones with iron claws on your waists!"

What are you going into the desert for?

The five people looked at each other, their faces filled with deep sorrow, and for a moment no one responded.

After waiting a moment, seeing the five people remain silent, the old man with the raging fire suddenly felt his anger rise, and his voice rose sharply, filled with rage.

"The old man is asking you a question. Are you deaf or mute?!"

Seeing that the old man with the raging fire was about to raise his palm and strike, he was about to unleash his power.

The oldest of the five, a middle-aged man with a weathered face, suddenly stood up, stepped forward, clasped his hands heavily in front of the old man with raging fire, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice.

"So that the seniors may know!"

We, the five of us brothers… came to Huanglongdui, not to search for treasure, nor for secret manuals… but only to… only to collect the remains of our revered master!

"revenge?"

The old man with the raging fire paused and asked another question.

Having already recognized the five people from their attire, Gong Xiaoshang spoke softly, "These five... must be the disciples of the renowned 'Soul-Destroying Claw' Gao Yuanshan?"

The middle-aged man looked at Gong Xiaoshang, nodded with a complicated expression, and said with grief, "That's right, it's us. Five good-for-nothing disciples under Master Gao."

Gong Xiaoshang sighed.

"I heard that Mr. Jiuzhang came out of the desert seriously injured and was delirious before he died."

Someone once asked him about the whereabouts of his companions. When asked about the others, he was mostly insane. But when asked about the old master Gao, who was known as the Soul-Destroying Claw, he regained some of his senses and said in a half-awake, insane voice, "Dead... already dead..."

So, the five of you have come here to collect our teacher's remains, and perhaps... also to find out the cause of his death?

"Not bad!" The middle-aged man's voice choked with emotion, filled with determination. "We five are useless. We haven't even mastered thirty percent of Master's Soul-Shattering Iron Claw technique."

Even if it means being shattered to pieces, I will venture deep into the desert to retrieve my mentor's remains and bring him back to his hometown for burial!

If given the chance, I will definitely avenge this!

Upon hearing this, his four junior brothers were overcome with grief. Some of them couldn't help but sob softly, their fists clenched so tightly that their knuckles turned white.

Gong Xiaoshang looked at everyone and said with respect.

"Nicknames in the martial arts world are sometimes based on whether someone is righteous or evil, and sometimes on their martial arts skills."

Although Elder Gao was nicknamed "Soul-Destroying Claw," which sounded fierce, he was actually a renowned swordsman who was a famous figure in the镖行 (escort agency) in his early years.

Later, he left the镖局 (bodyguard agency) and roamed the martial arts world, upholding justice, helping the needy, and performing many righteous deeds!

When they mentioned their mentor's righteous deeds, the five tough men were overcome with emotion, their eyes filled with tears.

Their mentor was not only a teacher, but also like a father.

Li Fu watched quietly from the side, taking in the grief, filial piety, and resolute determination in the eyes of these five people, and sighed with emotion.

"These five fellow practitioners are truly loyal, filial, and righteous men."

In the depths of the Huanglongdui Desert, you faced a near-death experience. Your master, whose martial arts skills were far superior to yours, and many other martial arts masters perished.

Knowing the imminent danger, they risked their lives to retrieve their mentor's remains... Such loyalty and compassion are truly admirable.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare."

The five men returned the gesture with clasped hands and sighed.

"Brother Li is a young and outstanding man. If we had your martial arts skills, our master wouldn't have had to worry so much in the past, and we wouldn't have to worry about whether we could bring back our master's remains."