Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 292 Intimidation

Liu Deshui's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten something fishy.

What the hell? They came from far away and the visiting card specifically stated that they wanted to visit you, the head of Yanwu Hall. How can you drag me into this?

The key issue is that if it were the other three sects, it would be fine, but it was Yan Wu Tang, it was him, who was barely qualified to face these two people.

Who told him to have been admitted to the lower courtyard of the Trinity Sect, and that Zuo Rutong personally asked someone to send him to Yanwu Hall?
From this point of view, Liu Deshui and He Songling are of the same generation. This is the disadvantage of Zuo Rutong's insistence on accepting all his disciples himself. Otherwise, Liu Deshui could at best be considered Shuiyun's disciple and would have slipped away long ago.

Fortunately, Liu Deshui is no longer the silly boy who only knew how to carry water and chop wood in the lower courtyard of Sanyi Gate. After so many years of wandering around, this kid has also gained a lot of quick wits.

He saw that his master had spoken as the head of the sect, and he had no choice but to drag others into it.

"Master, that's right! But today, the seniors and fellow disciples from the other three sects are all here. How can I be the only one standing out?"

Liu Deshui looked very sincere when he said this, and with his fat face, it seemed like he was speaking from the bottom of his heart:
"Master, three senior brothers, our three sects have always been of the same blood, just like one sect. I cannot monopolize this opportunity. All the senior brothers must come and accept Senior Brother He's guidance together!"

Disciples of Yiliu, Ziranmen and Huangmen: Liu Deshui, I’m here to start the morning class!

Unlike the disciples, the heads of these three gates seemed very happy.

Of course, they weren't the ones getting beaten anyway, but it was a blessing for their disciples to receive guidance from a strong man of He Songling's level.

"Okay, that's right!"

"As it should be!"

"Mr. He, Taoist Zhang, you see, we have to drive one sheep and release two sheep. How about you two bear the burden and let us, your useless disciples, go with you?"

He Songling glanced at the three sect leaders who had ulterior motives with a half-smile, "I met Brother Liu Deshui a few times in the past. Since Sect Leader Wan asked me to give him some guidance, I have no objection, but as for you three sects..."

"Ah this..."

The other three gate chiefs were stunned.

Yes, you just want to take advantage of the situation and jump at the chance of gaining something, but you don't think about why He Songling can guide your disciples? You are just a small sect, and you have to stick together to survive. What are you in front of He Songling?
Now He Songling has traveled around most of China with his five fellow apprentices. The story of their collective promotion at the end has spread throughout the world of extraordinary people. Most sects regard it as a good story and praise He Songling's teaching ability.

Many people even believe that, not to mention the practice of reverse rebirth, in terms of teaching alone, He Songling has surpassed Zuo Rutong by a lot.

In just a few months, five people broke through together and did it all safely. Zuo Rutong couldn't catch up even if he rode a horse, or even took a plane!

He has such a strong teaching ability, he can teach every student to achieve breakthroughs. People in the world are lining up to him even if they are offered lots of benefits. The three of them don't have any friendship with anyone, so why should they ask for guidance?
"It's not that we don't have any friendship."

Just when the three sect leaders were about to lose face, He Songling's words brought them back to their senses. But before their eyes could brighten, the next words made them feel as if they were falling into hell again.

"When I was young, someone spread rumors and people all over the world pretending to be Quan Xing were chasing me and trying to steal my magic skills. In order to find my whereabouts, the people of Huangmen Sancai played a big role in this..."

Spicy balls!

The head of the Huangmen Sancai looked as pale as Liu Deshui just now. This guy can't be thinking of bringing up the past and seeking revenge here, right?

The inherent concept among extraordinary people is that no one can withstand the siege of a group of high-level masters. Before Zhang Huaiyi, the originator of Qi Body, and Zhang Zhiwei, the old heavenly master, everyone indeed believed so.

Especially in this day and age, where human life is worthless, who doesn't have a killer move or two? Even Zhang Jingqing and Zuo Rutong, they don't think they can kill them all in this environment.

But those who were the sect leaders also had a good idea in their minds. Although they could not imagine how strong He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei were, at least the sect leader Zhao, one of the three talents of the Yellow Sect, had no doubt that He Songling could kill him first.

As for whether He Songling would be killed by their disciples later, what does that have to do with him?
The dead have no emotions. He doesn’t care whether anyone avenges him or not. He only cares about whether he can avoid death.

"This, that... "The head of Huangmen Sancai trembled as he spoke.

"Old Zhang, can you show us your skills?" He Songling turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhiwei next to him.

"I'm not here to fight." Zhang Zhiwei had no interest in these grudges. He was now in the stage of seeking the truth. "But don't worry, if you can defeat them, I will definitely spread the word for you."

Yes, how did He Songling's heroic deeds spread throughout the martial arts world? Sixty percent of it was because he was really powerful and shocked people; the other 40%...

All thanks to this man who has the biggest mouth in Longhu Mountain.

"But Yan Wutang, you have to leave some people for me, so we can verify what we have learned."

Well, this person who looks like a monk doesn't spare anyone with his words. Although he speaks little and is somewhat polite, his actual lethality is no less than He Songling's face-jumping taunting.

What do you mean by “leaving some people for you”? Who do you think we are?

I’m angry, but I have to bear it.

"Brother He, I entered Yanwu Hall to learn Kung Fu. I have nothing to do with the Three Talents of Huangmen." Liu Deshui hurriedly distanced himself from the matter.

"Stop talking nonsense. Most people who learn Chinese martial arts are related to your Yanwu Hall. How can you escape?"

He Songling glanced at Liu Deshui and unfolded his map of Yan State: "How about this, everyone, I won't mention the previous things, but we will use your disciples as an experiment, and learn your abilities, and you don't need to look for them when you need them, okay?"

"Okay, okay, that's great." The head of the Huangmen Sancai sect felt like he had escaped death, and was the first to nod his head rapidly.

But others may not agree.

"Mr. He, this is a serious matter. I have to ask my uncle for advice." The head of Yanwu Hall was the first to disagree. Although his family didn't have any secret methods, it was common for martial arts to exchange skills with each other.

But the situation is different. Now He Songling proposed it under the condition of being questioned. If they just gave it, it would seem that Yan Wutang was weaker than others. If possible, they would rather hope for "favor", or at least equal "communication".

"I can make my own decisions when I teach you, but I have to ask the elders for permission when I take something with me?"

Before He Songling finished speaking, his whole body turned pale.

(End of this chapter)