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Chapter 175 Sun Qian
When Li Ming arrived at the east end of the village, there was a group of ferocious bandits riding on about ten large horses, and nearly a hundred villagers standing by timidly.

The leader of the bandits had a scar on his cheek that ran from under his left eye to the corner of his mouth. When he spoke, the flesh bulged and his appearance was terrifying.

When Li Ming pulled the bandits towards here with the whip, the noisy sounds disappeared without a trace.

All the villagers and bandits gathered here focused their attention on Li Ming.

At this moment, night fell, and many horse bandits were holding torches. The light of the fire reflected on Li Ming's white monk robe, making his temperament even more ethereal. However, he was walking towards the crowd, leading a horse bandit.

At this moment, he had dragged a long trail on the ground. His clothes were torn and bloody in many places. He let out indistinct and shrill screams.

The combination of the two is like the Buddha returning from hell. The two temperaments of compassion and cruelty appear in Li Ming at the same time.

"Greetings from this humble monk." Li Ming bowed and said to the bandit, "This person seems to be your subordinate. We had some misunderstandings just now, but it doesn't matter. I have already comforted this donor with Buddhist teachings. Look at him crying bitterly. He must have been moved by my teachings. He is deeply regretful of his past evil deeds and is now correcting his mistakes. Not bad, not bad."

Listening to Li Ming's words, the bandit leader was extremely angry. The bandit who was pulled in front of Li Ming sobbed and said, "Sandan's family, dimples."

“So brave!!!”

It was in this situation that he was furious and rode his horse towards Li Ming with murderous intent.

Li Ming, however, remained calm and stood there. He just waved the whip in his hand, and the horse bandit was immediately thrown out. Seeing this, the third leader's attack immediately paused, and he subconsciously reached out to catch the man, but the momentum and rhythm of the attack were gone.

Seeing this, he snorted coldly and threw his little brother aside. Other minions came forward, and he jumped off his horse and fell from the sky. The long sword in his hand fell to the ground like thunder and went straight towards Li Ming's head.

Although this move is fierce and vicious, it is a bit child's play for Li Ming. After all, Sun Qian, the third leader of the Ma bandits, is not bad in martial arts.

He recalled that he had practiced martial arts for twelve years with Master Chen Sanwen, the Golden Sword. However, Master Chen passed both the Golden Sword and his daughter to another favorite disciple, which made him very dissatisfied. At his junior sister's wedding banquet, he took advantage of the drunkenness of Master Chen and killed all of his family with a single sword.

Chen Sanwen, the Golden Knife, was a well-known figure in Chuzhou. He had acquired superb cultivation skills, but he was attacked by his disciple due to his old age and being caught off guard. Even so, he fought back. The scar on Sun Qian's face was left by him. How could he have imagined that his disciple, whom he adopted and treated as his own son since childhood, would attack him?

Until his last breath, he still felt like he was dreaming because he was drunk.

Sun Qian saw that he had done such a heinous act in a moment of impulse, so he decided to go all the way and took away his master's treasures and the golden sword, and set fire to the Chen family's house. He then fled overnight. Later, he became more and more unscrupulous and finally became a bandit and ended up in Qingfeng Mountain. With his cultivation at the peak of the second level of the acquired realm and his superb swordsmanship, he managed to get the position of the third in command.

If we really compare them, they are probably on the same level as the two guests on the Li family's cargo ship, or even slightly better.

It’s a pity that the person he met today was Li Ming, a person who could not be reasoned with by common sense.

But Li Ming tapped his toes lightly, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared from Sun Qian's sight.

Sun Qian felt a chill, and the hair on his back stood on end. Years of combat experience made him realize something was amiss. He spun in the air, his sword dancing wildly, sending gusts of sword energy crisscrossing the sky. This was the secret technique of the Golden Sword, 'Strong and Crossing Ten Thousand Miles.' It was incredibly powerful, but also extremely draining of internal energy. The scar on his face was caused by a burst of his master's sword energy. This move was his most precious skill, and only a handful of people had seen it, but Li Ming had forced it out of him in a single encounter.

However, it must be said that his sharp intuition and instant decision-making saved his life. At that moment, Li Ming had already jumped three feet high above Sun Qian's head. He was about to cripple him with a palm, but he saw that Sun Qian actually launched a 360-degree bombardment without any dead angles.

However, Li Ming was unwilling to be stabbed by him, so he dodged in the air and landed on the ground faster than Sun Qian.

Li Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "You're quite capable, but it's my turn now!"

When he said it was his turn, a fierce look flashed across Li Ming's face.

"Wait!!!" Sun Qian was frightened by Li Ming's elusive movements in just one move. Seeing that Li Ming was about to attack him, he quickly begged for mercy.

"Master, have mercy!"

"Okay!" Li Ming laughed and responded.

Sun Qian felt a little relieved, but the next second, a powerful force from the spear hit his heart hard. His eyes widened, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was shaking, and he couldn't even hold the weapon in his hand.

"You...you destroyed my martial arts?"

Originally, the other bandits around were planning to come out to help, but who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the third in command, who they thought was invincible and unbeatable, was knocked to the ground without any chance to fight back.

The little monk looked relaxed and at ease, as if it was no effort at all, which frightened them so much that they dared not do anything wrong.

The other villagers were no different. In the past, they were the only ones bullied. If they were not careful, they would be beaten severely. If they acted disrespectfully, their lives would be in danger. So even though they felt resentment in their hearts, they had no intention of resisting at all.

Seeing that this monk who came from nowhere was so powerful, everyone was scared, but they also wanted to see what would happen to these bandits.

Seeing the silence in the arena, Li Ming looked at the bandit leader and said, "You asked me to spare your life. Since I agreed, I will not take your life. After all, God is merciful. However, this martial art was not cultivated for you to oppress the people, so it is better to abandon it. I hope that you will understand my painstaking efforts in the future."

Sun Qian wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt the internal energy disappearing from his meridians. He knew that his twenty years of hard training had been in vain, and the culprit in front of him was still mumbling nonsense. Although he was furious, he knew that his life was truly in his hands, so he could only smile.

"Master, you are right. I used to rely on my martial arts to commit many evil things. Now that I have been enlightened by you, I will definitely reform myself."

Li Ming nodded and said, "That's very good, very good."

At this time, the old man who had led Li Ming back to the village also hurried to the open space at the east end of the village and happened to hear this conversation.

(End of this chapter)