Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

"Good, good lad, you asked for this!" The burly man laughed in anger, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and swung his broadsword down at Li Fu's head.

He wanted to cut off one of Li Fu's ears to teach him a lesson.

In the blink of an eye.

Li Fu still held the teacup in his right hand, and casually raised his left hand, extending his index and middle fingers. With a soft "ding," he steadily caught the falling blade!

The heavy, thick-backed broadsword, weighing dozens of kilograms, was held firmly in mid-air by two fingers like iron clamps, remaining completely still.

The woman in green introduced the young man beside her with a hint of surprise in her voice.

"Cousin, this man's nickname is Sun Li, the Golden-Backed Saber!"

Don't let his current status as a retainer fool you; in his younger days, he was a notorious bandit in Wuzhou, possessing unparalleled skill in the Mountain-Splitting Saber Technique. Legend has it that he once single-handedly fought a ferocious tiger, slicing off its head with a single blow. He's a tough nut to crack.

The young man's eyes flickered.

He was able to subdue Sun Li's full-force slash with just two fingers, making it seem effortless.

In the arena, Li Fu remained calm and composed. He held a knife between two fingers of his left hand and leisurely drank tea with his right, without spilling a drop.

In contrast, Sun Li mustered all his strength and pulled back the hilt of his sword, his face turning a deep purplish-red, veins bulging on his forehead.

But the knife was as if welded to Li Fu's fingers, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge it an inch!

"How about it?" Li Fu chuckled. "I told you, this knife looks intimidating, but it can't even split two of my fingers, let alone cut a person."

He exerted force with two fingers.

Click—!

A sharp, crisp sound rang out as the thick-backed blade, forged from fine steel, was snapped in two. With a flick of his wrist, Li Fu sent the broken blade flying out like lightning!

puff!

Blood splattered!

The broken blade precisely sliced ​​through Sun Li's right ear and embedded itself deeply into the earthen wall behind him, leaving a bloody ear lying on the ground.

"Ah—!! My ears!!"

Sun Li covered his ears and screamed in agony, staggering backward in excruciating pain.

He stumbled and staggered all the way to the inn's entrance before barely managing to stand. Blood gushed from between his fingers, and he grimaced in pain, letting out a piercing scream.

Two fingers can cut a golden knife; a flick of the blade can slice an ear as easily as plucking a leaf.

Upon witnessing this unfathomable martial arts skill, everyone in the inn—monks, Taoists, laymen, Sichuan swordsmen, and wealthy merchants—was greatly impressed.

The young man, whom the woman in blue called his cousin, carefully examined Li Fu.

So young, yet with such high martial arts skills?

What's their background?

He turned his gaze to his cousin beside him, who was well-versed in the rumors of the martial arts world.

However, his cousin also looked at Li Fu with surprise in her eyes, seemingly racking her brains to think of which young hero in the martial arts world could match the characteristics of the man in front of her.

But after thinking it over and over, she still had no clue, and in the end she could only gently shake her head in response to her cousin's questioning gaze.

The young man was surprised.

My cousin has loved searching for stories and legends about the martial arts world since she was a child. She knows all the famous and powerful figures in the martial arts world like the back of her hand, and can be called a "female know-it-all".

Since he and his cousin started traveling together and gaining experience in the martial arts world, he has never met anyone his cousin didn't know.

Just like Wang Zheliu and his subordinates before, none of the monks, Taoists, or chivalrous figures knew about him, but his cousin knew everything about him.

If it were just an ordinary martial arts practitioner, it wouldn't matter, but this person's martial arts skills are clearly extraordinary...

He couldn't help but think to himself.

Which great sect's outstanding disciple is this, or which reclusive master has trained such a young talent?

The woman in green looked at Li Fu, a sense of curiosity rising within her.

She not only knew the people of the martial arts world like the back of her hand, but she was also very familiar with the famous martial arts techniques in the martial arts world.

However, she couldn't discern the origin of the two martial arts skills Li Fu displayed.

The moves seem ordinary, yet they are perfectly natural, devoid of any artificiality, as if they have reached a state of returning to simplicity.

He also possesses profound internal strength...

Suddenly, just as the big man was still screaming in agony...

"Who's wailing?"

A thunderous roar came from the doorway.

The screaming Sun Li seemed to be sucked in by an invisible torrent, his whole body uncontrollably retreating backward, his feet leaving the ground, and crashing straight into the inn entrance a few steps away!

Everyone looked on in surprise and saw an old man standing at the shop entrance.

This man was about sixty years old. He was not tall, but he was exceptionally strong, with arms like cast iron. His thick, red beard was particularly striking, and his nose was high and straight, showing some characteristics of mixed Western Region ancestry.

The moment he stood there, though he was only a little over six feet tall, his imposing presence was like that of a ten-foot-tall Vajra, awe-inspiring and intimidating!

It was this red-bearded old man who just flipped his palm, and an irresistible suction force suddenly appeared in his palm, pulling Sun Li over from a distance of several steps!

"It's so noisy it's driving me crazy."

At this moment, Sun Li was held in his hand like a chick, and in his terror, he instinctively swung his broken sword back to slash!

Click!

A crisp sound!

Sun Li's neck was broken instantly. Before he could even scream, the red-bearded old man casually tossed the body out the door like a broken sack.

He clapped his hands, as if brushing away dust, sending chills down one's spine. "You dare yell and attack me if you're blocking my way?"

This skill of killing someone from a distance by pinching their neck is simply astonishing!

This old man possessed extraordinary martial arts skills, and he was ruthless and merciless, treating human life as worthless!

The entire room was astonished, and all eyes were focused on the short, stout body of the red-bearded old man and his iconic red beard.

In an instant, seven or eight out of ten people in the inn had their expressions change drastically.

Even the calm gray-robed, straw-hatted man and several monks and Taoist masters had slight changes in expression!

Apart from the shopkeeper and his assistant, who were completely ignorant of martial arts and trembling with fear, only the two men remained calm.

Li Fu poured himself a drink, as if nothing had happened.

The same goes for the cousin among those handsome cousins.

Neither of them knew the man, so they naturally had no fear or apprehension.

The girl in green carefully examined the red-bearded old man for a moment before leaning close to the young man's ear and speaking quickly in a very soft voice.

"Cousin, this man is nicknamed the Fiery Old Man. He is a master of the evil sect, with a fierce and eccentric temper."

They frequently committed acts of arson, murder, and looting, and acted domineeringly and arrogantly.

But under his command, it is often the petty and wicked who suffer, and he never does anything that is morally reprehensible.

It is said that his martial arts skills are extremely high, both internal and external, and his temper is particularly... eccentric. People he dislikes will find even being in the same room or walking alongside him an eyesore, as it will provoke his rage and lead to a fight..."

Li Fu's hearing was amazing, and he also gained a lot of knowledge.

It seems this person is indeed different from the previous ones.

Previously, when the girl in green introduced her cousin, who seemed to know nothing about the martial arts world, she never deliberately lowered her voice, but just now her voice was extremely soft.

The girl in green spoke very softly, but the old man with the raging fire seemed to hear her. He turned around, the fierce look on his face lessened considerably, and he grinned at her with a smile that wasn't exactly pleasant.

"Young lady, I didn't expect you to know my name at such a young age."