Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

The Mu family, citing the tragic events in their home, asked the guests to leave.

Many guests who had close ties with the Mu family assured them that they would stay at nearby inns and be ready to receive any instructions from the Mu family.

Once someone else speaks up, the remaining people feel awkward leaving alone, fearing it would seem disloyal.

The guests at the mansion quickly left.

Duan Gang led the coachman and his men out of the Mu residence, coldly tossing Li Fu and the others a sentence: "Come with me."

Li Fu, Zhang Yuan, and the constables from Qingping County could only follow.

The group quickly learned that Cheng Yi was staying at Yueju Inn.

Duan Gang chose an empty room directly opposite the inn, where the window offered a clear view of the inn's entrance. He then spread out a simple hand-drawn map of the city's routes.

He pointed at the map and began assigning tasks.

"When Master Mu was murdered, the other heroes all expressed their willingness to stay and help."

Only Cheng Yi remained silent!

"Besides, he looked flustered and his eyes were darting around. He's definitely hiding something and is probably looking for a chance to escape!"

Upon hearing this, Li Fu also felt that if this was true, the person's behavior was indeed abnormal.

"You guys," Duan Gang marked several street intersections on the map, "keep a close eye on these places. If Cheng Yi tries to escape, we'll find out immediately. If he really dares to run, block him right away."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he jabbed his finger heavily onto a line on the map.

"Li Fu, you guard this path!"

That road leads directly to the nearest city gate, making it the fastest and most likely escape route out of the city.

Li Fu frowned slightly but remained silent.

Zhang Yuan, standing to the side, had a hint of resentment on his face.

He had been slapped by Duan Gang's men before, and now seeing Duan Gang targeting Li Fu again, he was furious: "Officer Duan, this road is the most dangerous. If Cheng Yi is the murderer, he will definitely take this route to escape!"

Brother Fu will have to face his swift knife head-on!

You are a renowned constable; your chief constable must be shrewd, capable, and skilled. Why not let him guard this dangerous road? Why send Brother Fu instead?!

Duan Gang snorted coldly, not even glancing at Zhang Yuan: "It's none of your business to interfere with my arrangements."

He pointed to the constable's subordinate beside him, who had his arms crossed and a hint of sneer in his eyes, "He has to come with me to contact the constables in the prefecture and mobilize the informants from all walks of life in the prefecture."

Whenever I give an order, I rely on him to run errands and deliver messages; he can't be without me!

Without him, who will relay my orders?

He held a high position of power, and his reasons sounded plausible, leaving Zhang Yuan speechless, his face turning red with embarrassment.

Duan Gang glanced at Li Fu, seemingly becoming much more agreeable: "Of course, if you're scared... that's fine too."

He casually pointed to a middle-aged man with an honest face in the constable team, "You take his place!"

When the constable Lao Ding's name was called, he trembled with fear and pointed at himself, stammering, "Me?! Me?!"

His face turned pale.

The constables' expressions changed.

Everyone knows this job is dangerous; Cheng Yi's swift blade is not to be trifled with!

Old Ding is getting on in years and is already married. He has a wife and a son who is seven or eight years old.

"No need to change personnel," Li Fu said. "I'll guard this road."

As he spoke, his eyes flashed like cold lightning as he glanced at Duan Gang, that constable who was using his position to bully them, and who was now smugly mocking them, the county constables.

The man instinctively shuddered; he had witnessed this young man's prowess before, right in front of the Mu residence.

"Go to my brother's house."

Zhang Yuan was worried.

Li Fu raised his hand to stop him, indicating that there was no need to say anything more.

He was not trying to be tough or aggressive.

Just now, a scroll of ink painting silently unfurled before his eyes, and the characters appeared.

Rumor has it that a murderer who narrowly escaped capture by the authorities after committing a crime, upon encountering the crime and seeing the constables making a big fuss, felt guilty and was suspected of preparing to flee.

How could a great hero let go of anyone who might be a bad person?

Please capture it first, hero, to complete the reward: Taizu Long Fist, Great Mastery.

The Great Ancestor Long Fist, though not a famous divine skill, is easy to learn but difficult to master. If one reaches its peak, the fist's power combines softness and hardness, making it extremely powerful!

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After the tasks were assigned, the constables took their positions.

Cheng Yi, who was in his forties, looked exceptionally fit and full of energy.

He emerged from the Mu residence without a trace of sadness on his face.

Back at the Yueju Inn where I was staying, I went out and ordered two jugs of wine.

He had a keen eye and a sharp sense of perception. As if he had noticed something, he glanced at the alleyways on the main road in front of the inn and frowned.

He took the wine back to his room and never came out again.

The sky was completely dark, and the night descended like a giant net.

The moon hung in the sky, illuminating everything around it.

From near and far, the occasional bark of a dog could be heard, long and piercing.

Li Fu, clutching the waist knife issued by the yamen, huddled in the shadows of a small alley, his eyes fixed on the street corner.

The later it gets, the more likely the killer is to try to escape.

The city's curfew can stop ordinary people, but it can't stop a master like Cheng Yi.

Not long after, a figure carrying a bundle came hurrying along.

It was Cheng Yi!

He would take a few steps and then look back, his face showing both anxiety and worry, clearly knowing that someone was watching him.

The moonlight shone on the bluestone path, giving it a cold luster.

Li Fu slowly stepped out and stood in the middle of the long street, blocking the way.

Cheng Yi stopped in his tracks, saw that it was just a lowly constable in a black uniform, and looked down on him. Then he walked away as if he hadn't seen anything.

He had noticed someone was watching him during the day, so he wasn't surprised.

Cheng Yi didn't say a word. He walked closer and casually waved his right hand, intending to knock the troublesome constable unconscious with a slap.

Unexpectedly, her wrist tightened, and Li Fu's five fingers gripped her firmly like iron pincers.

"Friend, assaulting an official is a serious crime," Li Fu said, raising an eyebrow.

Cheng Yi was taken aback!

Can this junior constable catch him?

He urgently channeled his inner strength in an attempt to break free.

Li Fu pinched something, and the Nine Yang True Qi within his body surged forth.

A powerful and unparalleled internal force flowed straight through Cheng Yi's arm and into his entire body.

Cheng Yi suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his limbs and bones were in unbearable pain and numbness!

The shock caused his feet to leave the ground, and he flew straight up into the air!

With a dull thud, it slammed heavily onto the cold ground, face down!

He was so shocked by the fall that he saw stars and his head was spinning!

He struggled to lift his head, looking at the young, calm face and those clear eyes in the moonlight, completely unable to believe it!

"You... where did this little constable get such profound internal strength?!"

Li Fu smirked: "Underestimating someone comes at a price."

Cheng Yi's swift and sharp knife skills were exceptional. If he hadn't been underestimating the officer and fearing that killing him would cause even more trouble, he would have simply wanted to deal with him casually.

Li Fukong has internal strength but doesn't know any fighting techniques, so it's not that easy to take him down in the blink of an eye.

This task was completed easily.

The words of the chivalrous heavenly book immediately appeared in Li Fu's mind.

Countless essential techniques of boxing and years of hard-earned experience were instantly crammed into his head!

In the blink of an eye, he had thoroughly mastered the Taizu Changquan, a seemingly simple but actually difficult style of boxing, as if he had immersed himself in it for decades. He could use it with ease and integrate it into his understanding.

Just then—

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the long street in the distance.