Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 216 Sword Qi Takes Shape? That's Absolutely Impossible! (Two Chapters Combined)

This time, Li Fu's Tai Chi was several times more exquisite than when they fought in prison before!

The movements flowed more smoothly and naturally, and the power was more unpredictable. The perfectly rounded energy circle could easily dissipate and deflect any domineering and cold Xuanming Ice Soul True Qi or any sharp and tricky palm and finger techniques, as if the mud had entered the sea.

Li Fu's casual counterattack made him feel an overwhelming and unstoppable force, both soft and strong, which made his blood and qi rise slightly!

"No, you—you were faking defeat earlier?!"

Guo Zhugui suddenly realized what was happening, and was both shocked and furious.

While calmly deflecting his attacks, Li Fu said indifferently, "That's right, you think you've succeeded and are smug about gaining a little advantage, but you don't know that you've already fallen into their trap."

"You bastard!"

Enraged, Guo Zhugui attacked even more fiercely, pushing the Xuanming Ice Soul Scripture to its limit. A chilling aura surged around him, and his palms flew, his moves becoming increasingly sharp and ruthless.

Glaciers hanging upside down, avalanches towering thousands of feet high, the Dark Netherworld swallowing the sun—a series of fierce killing moves were unleashed one after another, spreading cold air everywhere. Thick layers of ice quickly formed on the deck, and even the nearby ship's side and ropes were covered with icicles. When the river wind blew, the cold was bone-chilling.

Such martial arts prowess is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, as if it possesses the power of a ghost or god to control ice.

However, Li Fu only responded with a set of Tai Chi.

Grasping the Sparrow's Tail, Cloud Hands, Single Whip, Wild Horse Parts Its Mane, As If Sealed and Closed—these exquisite moves are executed with ease and fluidity, deeply embodying the true meaning of Tai Chi: Let him be strong, the breeze caresses the mountain; let him be fierce, the bright moon shines on the great river.

No matter how domineering Guo Zhugui's true energy was, or how fierce his moves were, he could never break through the seemingly slow but actually extremely precise Tai Chi moves.

Instead, Li Fu used their strength against them, attacking and defending simultaneously, gradually putting them at a disadvantage, with more defense than offense.

"How is that possible?!"

Guo Zhugui was shocked. He was confident in his unparalleled skills and had few rivals in the world except for a few dragon leaders in the society and a handful of reclusive old monsters. Now he was being suppressed by Li Fu, who was even younger than him!

Although the situation was not yet critical, the frustration of being at a disadvantage was already hard for him to accept.

He had no choice but to yell at Jiang Yunbo, who was still watching from the sidelines.

"Master Jiang, are you just standing there watching?"

If we don't act quickly and finish this person off, we can leave!

The map must not be lost!

Inside the ship-shaped room behind Guo Zhugui, someone was already piecing together a map based on the embroidery and incantations on Zuo Yuncheng's back.

At this moment, in Guo Zhugui's mind, the seriously injured constable was no longer a concern; Li Fu was the real confidant and formidable enemy!

Jiang Yunbo was shocked to see that Guo Zhugui, the third leader of the Jinglong Society, was being suppressed by Li Fu's Tai Chi.

He knew he couldn't hesitate any longer, or his plans for today might change, and he gave a cold laugh.

"Very well, let me, Jiang, experience Officer Li's skills firsthand!"

"Brothers of the Canal Gang, show yourselves! Come with me!"

Boom boom boom!

Heavy footsteps sounded, and the cabin doors on both sides of the ship suddenly opened, bursting out eighteen imposing figures!

These eighteen men were all over eight feet tall, with bulging muscles. What was most peculiar was that their exposed skin, including their faces, necks, and arms, had a dark brass color that reflected light faintly under the torchlight, making them seem not to be flesh and blood, but to be cast from brass!

They were expressionless, their eyes held a hint of ferocity, and their movements were heavy and orderly, carrying an invisible sense of oppression as they suddenly charged forward.

This appearance would immediately conjure up the image of a renowned figure in the martial arts world, and Li Fuhe, the constable, would certainly be no exception.

"The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple?"

Li Fu raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

Jiang Yunbo moved swiftly, taking the lead in joining the battle!

He used a powerful and surging palm technique called the "Surging Waves Palm," a unique skill.

Once he started striking, his palm strikes were like a surging river, layer upon layer, with powerful force and a terrifying momentum. In stark contrast to his smooth appearance, his martial arts skills were not much inferior to Guo Zhugui's!

"Officer Li, don't make a mistake."

We, the brothers of the Canal Gang, all have long hair; we're not like those bald monks from Shaolin.

However, the kung fu they practice is not much different from the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple who guard the inner courtyard and will not take action unless there is a crisis of the temple being destroyed. They are all secret Shaolin bronze men kung fu, and their martial arts skills are by no means inferior!

These are the "Eighteen Bronze Men" of our Canal Gang, who have always been responsible for protecting the safety of the gang leader.

Today, we invite Officer Li to have his opinion!

The eighteen bronze men of the Canal Gang seemed to feel no pain or fear. With heavy steps, they came from all directions to surround Li Fu, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks. Their moves were simple and direct, yet powerful and heavy, accompanied by a dull whistling sound as they struck.

"If it's a secret Shaolin protective skill, why has it fallen into the hands of your Canal Gang?"

Li Fu suddenly felt much more pressured, having to deal with Guo Zhugui's increasingly fierce offensive while also fending off Jiang Yunbo and the Eighteen Bronze Men of the Canal Gang.

However, he remained completely calm and casually asked a question, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.

"As the saying goes, all martial arts under heaven originated from Shaolin. Street performers and acrobats all know Shaolin martial arts, which seems to be true."

However, the character 齣 now seems more like the character 漏.

Even the secret techniques of the bronze statues that guard the temple could be leaked; this ancient Shaolin Temple, with its thousand-year history, is truly like a sieve.

Jiang Yunbo laughed and launched a fierce attack with his palms, like a series of tidal waves.

"What's so strange about that?"

Money can buy anything!

Officer Li, don't forget that our canal gang controls the entire country's canal transport, and our wealth flows like a mighty river, never ceasing.

There are very few things in this world that money can't buy.

The monks of Shaolin are also human beings; they also eat grains and have emotions and desires.

Even if one chants scriptures all day long, it is still inevitable that some people will not be pure in their six senses and will still crave wealth and status.

"Let alone ordinary monks, even the bronze statues guarding the inner courtyard aren't all able to uphold the rules and regulations and resist temptations!"

On the deck, Li Fu felt immense pressure.

Guo Zhugui's Xuanming Ice Soul True Qi and Jiang Yunbo's Shocking Wave Palm intertwined to form a deathly domain. The chilling force and palm power roared, turning most of the deck into an ice cave and raging waves.

The eighteen copper men of the Caobang were like eighteen tireless and fearless brass and iron men, pressing in from all directions with heavy and orderly steps. Their fists and legs whistled, sealing off all of Li Fu's space to dodge.

Even the harmonious energy circle of Tai Chi Chuan is inevitably compressed under such a violent and dense attack.

Li Fu's figure swayed like a willow catkin in the wind, fluttering between fists and palms. He used the Sparrow's Tail to deflect a cold finger strike, and his Cloud Hands deflected a bronze fist that was about to strike his ribs. He used Wild Horse Parts Mane to guide the layers of palm waves that Jiang Yunbo was slapping to the side, causing the two bronze figures to stagger backward.

However, in the face of this, Guo Zhugui's move, Xuanbing Locking the City, arrived silently. The icy true energy enveloped and attacked, and although it was dispersed by Li Fu's move, which contained the force of Peng, Lazy Tying Clothes, the movement was ultimately slowed down.

boom!

A fist the size of a bronze bowl suddenly slammed into Li Fu's left shoulder!

The bronze figure had a fierce face, and its punch was incredibly powerful and domineering, piercing through the protective aura.

However, Li Fu also possessed the Iron Shirt Technique, which had reached its peak. With a slight slump in his shoulders, he naturally unleashed the Tai Chi Chuan technique of "Disconnecting," channeling the immense force into the deck beneath his feet.

With a crack, the thick wooden plank was trodden and developed spiderweb-like cracks.

He used the momentum to spin around, his right elbow like a spear, and with a downward elbow strike, he hit the bronze statue in the chest.

Boom!

The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

The bronze figure grunted and staggered back three steps, leaving red marks on its bronze-colored skin. Its face was flushed, clearly indicating that its internal organs had been shaken. However, it did not fall down and seemed to be unharmed. It shook its head and then roared as it charged forward again!

"Officer Li, how are our gang leader's eighteen bronze men guards?"

Jiang Yunbo looked smug, and his "Surging Waves Palm" attack became even more rapid. The palm wind howled like the raging tide of the Qiantang River, with each wave higher than the last, targeting Li Fu's vital points.

His fists and palms struck the bronze figures, producing a series of metallic clangs!

Although the bronze figures were swaying and looked pained from the blows, none of them had broken bones or collapsed. Instead, they pounced on the enemy even more fiercely!

"The Shaolin Bronze Man Skill is indeed well-deserved of its reputation; it truly has unique features."

Li Fu spoke, his tone still calm, but his actions were even more cautious.

"Unfortunately, it was just a chaotic fight, with everyone fighting their own way. There was no Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men Formation that was rumored to be as solid as an impregnable wall of bronze when it was unleashed."

Seeing that his helper was effective, Guo Zhugui was greatly encouraged and his attack became even more ferocious, freezing half of the deck with his icy true energy.

"The Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men are never to be deployed unless the Shaolin Temple is facing imminent destruction. They have copper skin and iron bones, are impervious to swords and spears, and possess immense strength."

Even without a combined attack formation that could amplify the power of the bronze men, with us added, wouldn't it be enough to deal with just one of you?

"Li Fu, I underestimated you before, but even if you had three heads and six arms, you couldn't escape this calamity today!"

Guo Zhugui was filled with murderous intent. Li Fu was definitely a major enemy of their Jinglong Society in the future, and the trouble he could bring to them was far greater than that of the Chief Constable.

However, Jiang Yunbo continued his fierce attacks with palm strikes while laughing.

"Officer Li, as the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands."

There are far more than four hands here now.

I have twenty pairs of hands.

Officer Li was a master of martial arts, which Jiang admired.

Why should you be so devoted to serving that corrupt court?

Why not abandon the darkness and embrace the light, and join my canal gang!

Our Canal Gang is inclusive, drawing people from all walks of life, and gathering talents from all walks of life. Even in the imperial court, there are those who secretly pledge allegiance to us and join us.

With Officer Li's talent, his future position in the gang will most likely be even higher than Jiang's!

"There's nothing shameful about it!"

The constable was being held up by several experts from the Dragon Shock Society. Seeing Li Fu trapped in the encirclement, he was extremely anxious and tried his best to force his opponents back while loudly reminding them.

"Brother Li, be careful, I'm here to help you!"

However, he was injured first, and his true energy was greatly depleted. Faced with the desperate obstruction of those experts from the Jinglong Society, he found it difficult to break through for a while.

Li Fu remained calm despite being surrounded.

He moves with the Bagua steps, his body following the movement of his palms. Each move seems slow but is actually swift. It appears to be fraught with danger, but he always manages to avoid attacks by the slightest margin at the last second, or to deflect enormous force with skillful force.

The perfectly round Tai Chi energy circle, though compressed, never collapsed, tenaciously resisting the erosion of the cold air and the impact of the immense force.

However, even the strongest fists cannot fight against four hands, let alone the frenzied attack of nearly twenty top masters.

The shortcomings of Tai Chi Chuan's form become apparent at this moment. It excels at striking after the opponent has moved, but it is not a thunderous and deadly style of boxing. It is difficult to launch a thunderous counterattack in a short period of time, quickly break through such an impenetrable formation, kill the enemy, and reduce the number of people surrounding the enemy.

But that's alright, Li Fu knows more than just one martial art.

"Wait until you can stand safely in front of me before you start making these boastful remarks."

Li Fu's eyes suddenly narrowed, and deep within his calm, ancient eyes, it seemed as if two invisible sword lights flashed and disappeared!

The harmonious and protective Tai Chi aura surrounding him suddenly receded and became internalized, replaced by a soaring and incomparably sharp aura!

He raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers joined together like a sword, and slowly thrust it forward at a bronze figure that was charging at him again. The movement was ethereal and pure, without the slightest hint of mortal power!

A faint hissing sound, almost drowned out by the river breeze, was like a sharp blade slicing through silk.

The bronze figure's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, a sword wound appearing on its chest, a spot of crimson blood quickly spreading and expanding.

A sharp pain shot through his chest. The bronze figure was stunned and bewildered, seemingly not yet realizing what had happened. The light in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a deathly gray and bewildered horror.

His body swayed, then he fell backward with a thud, crashing onto the deck and falling silent.

One sword, and he's dead!

Li Fu slowly withdrew his fingers, which were forming a sword-finger gesture. Above his fingertips, the air twisted and rippled slightly, and a sword aura about three feet long pulsed and pulsated, condensed as if it were a solid substance, trembled slightly, and emitted a low, buzzing sword chant!

Although the sword energy was invisible, its unparalleled sharpness and sword intent, which seemed capable of cutting through everything in the world, made everyone's scalp tingle and their skin feel cold!

He didn't look at the fallen bronze figure again, but turned his gaze to the remaining bronze figures that had temporarily stopped moving due to shock. His voice was calm, but it carried a chilling coldness that could shatter one's heart.

"The Eighteen Bronze Men with Copper Skin and Iron Bones?"

Unfortunately, it seems it can't withstand my sword energy.

With just a single thrust in mid-air, a top-tier martial arts master who had cultivated the Shaolin secret copper man skill, was invulnerable to swords and spears, and possessed immense strength, was as fragile as paper and died instantly!

quiet!

Deathly silence!

On the deck, whether it was Guo Zhugui and Jiang Yunbo who were launching a fierce attack, the other seventeen bronze men who were surrounding them, the Jinglong Society experts who were fighting the commander, or even the Cao Gang members who were watching the battle nervously in the distance, everyone's movements seemed to freeze in an instant.

What is that?!

They stared in disbelief at the three-foot-long sword energy flickering and seemingly tangible at Li Fujian's fingertips.

That sword of energy was too dazzling, too eye-catching, and impossible to ignore. It seemed to possess a kind of demonic power, like a magnet deeply attracting everyone's attention, as if it were something that should not exist in the human world.

"That's... a sword aura? The legendary sword aura?!"

"Why is there a sword's gleam when the sword is nowhere to be seen?"

"No—it's not just the sword's edge! The sword's edge must also be generated by the sword itself."

And this is—”

"How is that possible!"

The sword energy, though separated from the body, remained condensed and did not dissipate.

This is clearly—the condensation of sword energy! Legend has it that those whose swordsmanship has reached a transcendent level can condense sword energy into a nearly tangible blade using their internal force. This, this—”

"That's absolutely impossible!"

Guo Zhugui's smugness and murderous intent froze instantly, his pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints, turning into extreme shock, as if something he had only heard of in legends had suddenly descended upon him.