Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 99 Ox and Horse, why haven't they appeared yet? (4K2)

Song Zhaoxue was taken aback. Her status was already considered noble, so what other important person could she be?

Wei Ying, who was standing to the side, shared a similar view with Li Fu, believing that this was a fraudulent charlatan. Feeling that she had found a flaw, she couldn't help but snort and laugh.

"You old man, stop talking nonsense!"

What kind of important person?

Is there anyone in this world, whose family is smaller than mine and whose status is higher than yours, who needs to rely on you?

Having spent a long time in the royal family's residence, even as a maid or guard, her demeanor was extraordinary.

These words subtly hinted at an extraordinary background.

Ordinary people wouldn't dare to say they are nobles, and even ordinary officials wouldn't dare to say that.

His tone drew the attention of everyone watching.

"This old man is talking nonsense, he is blind and has offended a noble person."

The divination result is as it appears; it has nothing to do with this old man.

"That's enough, that's enough, let's call it a day!"

The blind old man's eyebrows twitched, whether he was displeased by the retort or because such a skilled martial artist could read between the lines and sense something was amiss, he packed his things and prepared to leave.

"Hey, old man, don't be afraid!"

Song Zhaoxue quickly stopped her, speaking in a gentle tone.

"My pageboy can't speak properly, please don't mind."

Could you please help me calculate where I should look for this benefactor?

Or rather, how do we identify it?

As she was speaking, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered something. She pressed Li Fu, who was next to her, down onto the stool of the person who had just asked for a divination, and said to the old man.

"Ahem, why don't you calculate his fortune!"

"Look at him—is he the one who can help me succeed?"

"Please provide your birth date and time."

Li Fu didn't want to get involved, but seeing how serious Song Zhaoxue was, he was forced to sit down.

It was the first time I'd ever had my fortune told, and it was quite interesting.

He hesitated for a moment, then gave his birth date and time.

The blind old man composed himself, tilted his head and looked in Li Fu's direction. His withered fingers began to calculate again, and he muttered incantations.

This time, he spent significantly longer calculating than before, and his brows gradually furrowed.

After a long pause, he slowly spoke.

"This gentleman is destined for a life of hardship, with little connection to his parents. His parents likely died early, and he experienced many difficulties in his youth."

Fortunately, he was raised and taught by an elder, which allowed him to settle down and make a living.

Those born with the Seven Killings and Yang Blade in their destiny are prone to injury, conflict, and violence.

However, his destiny also contains a righteous official star, and there is a hidden general star, indicating that he should join the public service and wield the power of punishment and execution.

Future prospects — If one survives the ordeal, there is a chance for advancement.

"Eh————"

The old man paused abruptly, a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

His fingers moved even faster, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his face slightly flushed, as if he were trying his best to calculate something extremely mentally taxing.

It really looks like they're trying to deduce and peek into the secrets of heaven.

This scene was quite bizarre, and the crowd that had not yet dispersed watched in amazement.

Seeing this, Song Zhaoxue seized the opportunity to ask Li Fu, "Is he—is he right? Are you really an orphan?"

Raised by elders?

Li Fu's brows were already furrowed.

The old man's words, such as the early death of his parents, the hardships of his childhood, his service in public service, and his many experiences with war, all matched up perfectly!

This cannot be deduced simply by listening to his tone of voice; he hardly spoke at all.

"Both are correct."

Li Fu replied in a deep voice.

My heart was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

The old man seemed not to feel his gaze, or rather, he was simply "blind".

His breathing was slightly rapid as he continued.

"How strange! How strange!"

Your background, sir, seems unusual.

The early death of those parents is a tragic sign of their fate being extinguished; I fear—I fear they will not have a peaceful end.

Deep within this destiny lies a hidden entanglement of blood and evil spirits—

"An unusual background?"

Li Fu became suspicious. Regarding his parents, Uncle Wu, who raised him, didn't say anything, only that they had died of illness. Could this wandering sorcerer really be able to see through the secrets of heaven?

Is what Uncle Wu said false?

still----

"Let this old man calculate it again in more detail—"

As the old man spoke, he shakily picked up the few copper coins on the table, as if to make a more precise calculation.

Splash!

Just as predicted, a few copper coins were tossed into the air.

Everyone's attention was instinctively drawn to the copper coins.

bass!

Suddenly, to everyone's surprise, Chen Banxian, whose reputation had been circulating locally for many years, was thin, hunched over, and had cloudy, lifeless eyes, made a sudden move!

With his index and middle fingers joined together like a sword, the wind from his fingers cut through the air, containing a sinister and cunning true energy that made people's hearts tremble, stabbing straight at Li Fu's eyes like a venomous snake spitting its tongue!

Two dragons vying for a pearl!

This sudden attack came without warning, and the distance was incredibly close. The old man had been planning this for a long time, and his speed was beyond imagination!

"The fox's tail has been exposed."

The opponent was very well disguised, and the speed, angle, and timing of their attack were all astonishing.

Unfortunately, when Li Fu actually calculated his fate accurately, he became suspicious and secretly took precautions.

His right hand shot up with lightning speed, protecting his face, and he used the edge of his palm to block the two dazzling fingers.

Bang! ?

Their fingers and palms met, producing a dull, unusual sound.

"A tangled mess of fingers!"

Most of the old man's subtle and strange internal force was dispersed by Li Fu's powerful true energy.

However, a wisp of strange true energy, as thin as a spider's thread yet incredibly tenacious and cunning, like a bone-deep infection, burrowed into Li Fu's right-hand meridians like a serpent!

Li Fu felt a sudden tingling, numbness, and stinging pain in his right hand.

It's like countless fine, tough, barbed threads suddenly invading the meridians and quickly starting to frantically wrap around and knot!

The Nine Yang True Qi, which was originally flowing smoothly, immediately became extremely sluggish and chaotic upon reaching this point.

It was as if I was completely blocked and entangled by an invisible but extremely stubborn tangled mess!

Almost instantly, his entire right hand went numb and powerless, almost losing all sensation, and he could barely move his fingers!

"What kind of martial art is this?"

Li Fu's expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he unleashed a sudden palm strike with his left hand, carrying a raging torrent of Nine Yang True Qi, which crashed down on the old man's chest!

The palm strike whistled, carrying the faint roar of a dragon, its force as powerful as thunder!

boom!

A loud bang!

The wooden table between the two men shattered with a crash, sending splinters flying everywhere!

The Bagua diagram, divination sticks, tortoise shells, and other items on the table were scattered by the violent force of the energy.

The gaunt old man seemed to have anticipated Li Fu's counterattack. The moment Li Fu raised his palm, he crossed his arms to protect his chest and used all his strength to take the blow head-on.

Bang!

His sleeves ripped open, the old man groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his arms slamming heavily against his chest as he was pushed.

He was sent flying backward by the powerful palm force, tumbling in the air before landing more than three zhang away, and staggering a few steps before regaining his footing.

The two suddenly attacked, and the shockwaves caused the onlookers to scream in fright and scatter.

"Who are you?"

Having no interest in anyone else, Li Fu stared at the other person with a gloomy expression.

This person suddenly attacked, like one of the twelve fierce signs, but this person tried his best to defend, how could he not even withstand one of his palm strikes?

Is it related to that wisp of troublesome true energy?

"who I am?"

Although the old man was injured, a cruel sneer of triumph appeared on his face: "Hehe—Li Fu, you have fallen for my tangled mess finger!"

My finger strength isn't strong, but once that extremely concentrated, chaotic finger strength invades the meridians, it will entangle like silk threads, connecting with your own internal energy. The more you move, the more chaotic it becomes, and the more you rush, the more entangled it becomes!

Your right hand is useless now, isn't it?

If you force your internal energy, the chaos will spread, and in just half an incense stick's time, your true energy will completely go out of control, your meridians will twist and burst, and you will die from qi deviation!

Ha ha ha ha!"

Song Zhaoxue and Wei Ying only realized what was happening at this moment.

"How could you be an assassin?!"

Song Zhaoxue asked anxiously, "Li Fu, how are you?"

Seeing Li Fu's right hand hanging down and his cold expression, they feared that what the old man said was true.

"let me!"

Without thinking twice, and disregarding any secrecy between men and women, she stepped forward and grabbed Li Fu's numb right wrist.

"The Pure Maiden Mystic Art I cultivate is the supreme mental technique of the Xuanmen sect. Its true energy is extremely pure and gentle, and it is most adept at nourishing and healing injuries and dissolving foreign internal forces."

Li Fu immediately felt a pure, peaceful, and vibrant true energy seep into his right arm, coming into contact with the chaotic and tangled tangled finger force.

The True Qi of the Pure Maiden was indeed wondrous, like a drop of spiritual spring water dripping into dry, hardened earth. Although it could not instantly dispel all obstructions, it did slow down the tangled mess, slightly reduce the numbness, and loosen the meridians a little.

"No—I still can't channel my internal energy."

It might work, but not in the short term.

Li Fu's hand could move, and that was the end of it.

The Su Nu Xuan Gong practiced by Song Zhaoxue does indeed have similarities to the Yi Jin Jing, both having the remarkable effect of dissolving foreign true qi.

It's just that her skills aren't good enough.

Even if we could remove the tangled finger energy from his body, it wouldn't be something that could be done in a short time.

"Huh?"

"You were even able to slightly untangle my tangled fingers? What kind of internal energy cultivation do you practice?"

Upon seeing this, the old man's eyes flashed with surprise, followed by a cold laugh.

"Unfortunately, the cooking time was far from ideal."

Want to truly untangle my tangled mess of finger strength?

wishful thinking!

Do you know how many renowned masters I've killed with this one move?

Li Fu possessed unparalleled martial arts skills and could definitely be considered a top master in the martial arts world.

But this old assassin, disguised as a fortune teller, was able to cripple Li Fu's arm with a single move and claimed to be able to take his life within half an incense stick's time.

Wei Ying was both shocked and furious, and shouted incredulously.

"How could there be such vicious and domineering martial arts in the world!"

If someone could die after exchanging a single blow with you, wouldn't you be invincible?

Don't talk big, trying to unsettle us!

Furthermore, this old man couldn't even withstand a single palm strike from Li Fu, so how could his martial arts be so formidable?

Unlike Li Fu and Song Zhaoxue, Wei Ying had not personally experienced the difficulty and thorniness of that tangled mess of finger strength.

The two men now had grim expressions, realizing that the old man might not be entirely lying.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The old man stroked his beard and laughed triumphantly.

"What does a little girl know?"

The "Tangled Finger" technique that I acquired through a fortuitous encounter in my early years is an incredible and divine skill.

Although there are many limitations to its application.

One must sit quietly and concentrate for the time it takes to drink three cups of tea beforehand, gathering all one's mind and energy into the fingertips, consuming most of one's internal strength, in order to condense this tangled finger force.

Within those three cups of tea, I cannot use any martial arts; I must concentrate all my internal energy. When I am about to finish accumulating it, even my fingers tremble slightly uncontrollably due to the extreme concentration of internal energy.

Moreover, once the energy is fully condensed, it must be released as soon as possible, otherwise the finger energy will dissipate.

In a normal encounter, who would give me such an opportunity?

Even if it's a staged attack, the way I gather my inner strength and prepare to strike will give away my disguise.

"Your face was flushed and your fingers were trembling just now. Were you faking it or trying to make a calculation?"

Or are you practicing your internal energy?

Li Fu realized what was happening and said coldly.

"Not bad, haha."

This unique skill has many limitations.

Fortunately, besides martial arts, I am also proficient in divination and a little bit of disguise.

Famous fortune tellers can be found everywhere in the world, from the capital to the countryside.

Whenever I arrived in a new place intending to carry out an assassination, I would first seek out the most famous fortune teller, the blind fortune teller, "What's this 'Wang the Fortune Teller,' Li Tiekou, and Chen the Blind Man"—

Then they would secretly kill him, disguise themselves as him, and set up a stall by the roadside.

The old man stroked his beard, his tone filled with pride.

"I've never failed with this trick."

Those targets often knew they were going to be assassinated with a bounty on their heads, or they were either uneasy or curious because of my unerring predictions, or even came up to ask for my divination.

I took advantage of their unpreparedness, gathered my true energy beforehand or in front of them, and used the "Tangled Finger" technique!

Even if some of them saw me calculating with a flushed face and trembling fingers.

Those who believe see it as divine revelation, while those who don't think it's just a charlatan's trickery.

Song Zhaoxue's face turned grim.

Li Fu's brows furrowed.

What they both thought matched up.

"I'm not afraid of arousing your suspicion, nor am I afraid of you calculating. As long as you happen to be passing by at the right moment, I can take your life with a single finger!"

Back then, the head镖师 (chief镖师) of the Liuhe镖局 (Liuhe Escort Agency), who was famous throughout Jiangbei, had mastered the family's Liuhe sword technique to perfection before he was even forty years old. His martial arts skills were no less than those of his grandfather, "Golden Saber" Guo Zhen. People in the martial arts world said that he had a bright future and was the future leader of the Jiangbei镖局 (escort agency).

so what?

Before escorting a large shipment of goods dispatched by the imperial court, he was filled with trepidation. He stopped by the roadside and glanced at the goods, wanting to have his fortune told.

With a single finger, I took his life!

Li Fu, you are the same today!

"To die at the hands of my 'White Stone Taoist' (a Taoist priest), you will have lived a worthwhile life."

The treacherous old man introduced himself as the Sheep, one of the Twelve Fierce Stars!

Baishi Daoren is also another name for sheep.

"The Rat and the Rooster were also very confident before!"

As Li Fu felt the true energy entangled in the meridians of his right arm and listened to Wei Yang's smug words, his face grew even colder.

He secretly circulated his internal energy. The power of the Nine Yang Divine Skill was still there, and it seemed that the effect of the tangled hemp finger force on him was not as domineering, but he still could not use internal energy in his right hand.

Losing a hand would undoubtedly greatly reduce his combat power.

"Li Fu, no matter how powerful his tangled hemp finger technique is, he himself said that it only connects with your own internal energy when you circulate your internal energy, causing your true energy to go out of control."

"For now, you just need to refrain from using your internal energy; I'll handle this man."

Wei Ying quickly pondered.

"He barely managed to withstand your palm strike, which shows he's exhausted a lot of internal energy. I alone am more than capable of taking him down, and I'll force him to neutralize your finger strike!"

She raised her delicate hand slightly, about to strike at the White Stone Taoist.

"The little girl is quite clever!"

Unfortunately, their plan backfired!

Upon hearing this, the White Stone Taoist was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed heartily.

"In my past assassinations, if the target's martial arts were inferior to mine, after I gave him the middle finger, I only needed to force him to exchange a few blows. If the opponent tried to resist by using his internal energy, he would die from a violent outburst of internal energy in no time."

If the target's martial arts skills are superior to mine, I only need to flee far away, regulate my internal energy, and then find an opportunity to force them to make a move. The opponent will still not escape a fatal fate.

Given Li Fu's martial arts skills, I should have been able to escape with a single blow, as usual.

Do you know why I didn't seize the opportunity to flee just now, but instead stayed here to waste time talking to you?

He suddenly shouted.

"Ox, Horse!"

Li Fu has already been restrained by my tangled hemp fingers, and the meridians in his right arm are blocked, making it difficult for him to use his internal energy. If I don't appear now, when will I ever get another chance?

As soon as Master Baishi finished speaking, two people emerged from the nearby alley, walking slowly with a cold, murderous aura.