Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 200 "Tai Chi, what a fine Tai Chi..." (4k5)

This idea is too crazy, too horrifying!

How old was Li Fucai, and how could he have comprehended such a realm and created a Taoist school of thought comparable to that of Patriarch Chongyang?

But—if not, how do you explain the astonishing appearance of this fist technique, which is completely absent from any record?

Moreover, there are examples of such extraordinary talents, seemingly descended from heaven, such as their Patriarch Chongyang.

When Li Fu displays his skills, his masterful demeanor, perfectly integrated with the essence of boxing, is something that cannot be acquired simply by learning a boxing style.

The thought that this young man who had defeated him and shattered all his ambitions might be a grandmaster, a giant of Taoism, comparable to Patriarch Chongyang—

Liu Changzhen felt a sense of absurdity and urgency, which was even more unacceptable to him than his defeat by Li Fu.

Could it be that fate is playing tricks on him? He wanted to use the Mongol Yuan dynasty to make the Quanzhen Sect flourish to an unprecedented peak under his leadership, which outsiders thought was only capable of maintaining the status quo, and surpass his own ancestor, Master Chongyang.

But now a Taoist master has appeared out of nowhere, a genius similar to his ancestor Chongyang Zhenren, thwarting his plans!

"No, no~, impossible!~"

Liu Changzhen shouted.

Unable to gain the upper hand in the prolonged battle, Venerable Shikong was instead suppressed by Li Fu's relentless and inexhaustible punches, retreating step by step. Feeling that he would be crushed by the advancing tide at any moment, Venerable Shikong felt a sense of crisis and suddenly let out a thunderous roar. He circulated all his power, his muscles bulged, his veins stood out, and his whole body seemed to swell up, like a true Vajra King descending to earth!

"Dragon and Elephant Prajna, the Wrathful King!"

This was his trump card, a punch that gathered all his life's strength. When he threw it, it seemed as if the phantoms of dragons and elephants accompanied him. The air was compressed and made to explode, and a destructive force surged toward Li Fu like a tidal wave!

It was as if a wrathful deity had descended to earth to destroy everything.

This attack was almost a life-or-death struggle!

"The seven stars align, the Big Dipper stretches across the sky!"

At the same time, Liu Changzhen gritted his teeth and pushed the Pure Yang Skill to its limit, unleashing the Big Dipper Horizontal Heaven Killing Move to fight Li Fu.

Attacking from both sides is a sure-kill move!

The wrathful and fierce power of Venerable Shikong is unparalleled, enough to destroy everything; Liu Changzhen's Big Dipper stretches across the sky, vast and profound, with the power to cut off the heavens.

"Wild Horse Parts Its Mane!"

Li Fu suddenly stopped, as if he had become the central axis of the world, stillness within movement, and movement within stillness.

He stepped slightly forward with his left foot, neither too far forward nor too backward, and slowly raised both hands, one hand upward and the other downward. He casually parted them outward, drawing a perfect Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish that seemed to encompass the universe and divide Yin and Yang!

Venerable Shikong's fierce and unparalleled wrathful king fist was deflected by his right arm, like a raging wild horse being pulled by an invisible rein. No matter how great the power, it could only be released along Li Fu's side and land in empty space.

Liu Changzhen's powerful and expansive Big Dipper Horizontal Palm was received and twisted by his left arm. The superimposed and powerful palm force was also deflected and struck empty air.

The two's all-out, deadly combined attack, which was astonishing when it came, was completely neutralized by this seemingly ordinary move, Wild Horse Mane Parting, which was easily neutralized by the two of them!

The deadly attacks from Venerable Shikong and Liu Changzhen, who had gathered all their strength, all landed in empty space. The shock to their minds and the discomfort of being thrown off balance had not yet disappeared.

With his old strength exhausted and new strength yet to emerge, his moves were worn out and exposed as Li Fu made his move!

Taking advantage of the momentum from neutralizing and absorbing the two people's strength, he twisted his waist, and the strength in his body instantly changed from extreme stillness to extreme movement, from extreme softness to extreme hardness!

The immense power absorbed and transformed, mixed with his own century-old refined internal energy, erupted like a dormant volcano suddenly bursting forth, or a calm river suddenly breaching its banks!

"Open the window and look at the moon."

Li Fu pressed his palms forward seemingly gently, the movement graceful and natural, like looking at the moon through a window, or like water overflowing a dam.

Return the borrowed strength several times over!

From stillness comes movement, from softness comes strength!

Bang, plop!

Two muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously!

Venerable Shikong's tall body was struck as if by lightning, and he was sent flying backward, spitting out blood. He drew an arc in the air and crashed heavily ten feet away. He struggled for a moment but could not get up. His face was ashen.

Liu Changzhen was struck in the chest by a force that was both soft and strong, and extremely condensed, breaking his protective pure yang true qi.

He groaned and staggered back more than ten steps, crushing the ground beneath his feet. He finally lost his footing, fell to the ground, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Liu Changzhen's face was ashen, his breath weak and listless. He stared at Li Fu, his eyes filled with horror and resentment.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the lone figure who had fought two opponents in this extraordinary battle, his composure and calmness revealing the aura of a master.

Venerable Shikong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his breath faint, yet he stared intently at Li Fu.

"What... what kind of martial art is this?!"

Liu Changzhen also suppressed her injuries and opened her eyes wide.

Li Fu slowly withdrew his stance, calmly uttering two words.

"Tai Chi!"

Having finally learned the name of this martial art, Venerable Shikong's lips moved slightly as he murmured it repeatedly.

"Tai Chi, Tai Chi Chuan—what a wonderful style—Tai Chi Chuan, which is almost like the Tao. Did you create it?"

Your talent is no less than that of the Saint Mani—I was defeated—by you—not—unjustly—”

He had fought with Li Fu the longest and had suffered the most severe Tai Chi strikes. The move "Pushing the Window to Gaze at the Moon" that he had just been hit by had shattered his internal organs with the combined force of Yin and Yang, and the interplay of softness and strength.

Venerable Shikong coughed up another mouthful of blood and breathed his last. This former number one martial artist in Tibet and the leader of the Longxiang Dazang School died on Zhongnan Mountain.

Venerable Shikong has always been able to accept defeat. For example, when he was defeated by the Mongol Yuan Dynasty's National Preceptor, he was impressed by the Preceptor's martial arts skills and Buddhist understanding, and thus served him with his life.

Defeated by Li Fuquan, he admitted before his death that Li Fuquan was stronger than him. He was deeply shaken and did not utter any words of resentment.

Liu Changzhen's reaction was completely different.

Although he was also seriously injured and vomiting blood, and his breath was weak, he was filled with intense resentment and anger, and he struggled to get up.

"No—impossible! I—I am the leader of the Quanzhen Sect!"

I have mastered the Pure Yang Qi Gong and the Seven Star Palms of the Heavenly Gang left behind by Patriarch Chongyang—I will not be defeated!

However, his injuries were too severe. He had just managed to prop himself up when he staggered and fell again, unable to even stand steadily.

He Mingzi and the Huashan Sect leader had long hated him, and now that they saw he was at his last gasp, they were no longer going to be polite.

Several people rushed forward, and several gusts of wind and palm strikes fell, breaking his arms and legs.

Liu Changzhen's hands and feet were crippled. He screamed in agony and was forced to kneel on the ground.

The Tibetan lamas and grassland warriors brought by Venerable Shikong, as well as the Quanzhen disciples who followed Liu Changzhen in their rebellion, saw that their sect leader and chieftain were dead and captured, leaving them leaderless. Their morale plummeted and their formation fell into chaos.

"The bandit leader has been defeated! Fellow comrades, follow me to kill the enemy and wipe out the Tartar spies!"

Upon seeing this, the leaders of various sects, including Yuhengzi and Yunqizi, were greatly encouraged. They shouted in unison and led their disciples, along with the loyal Quanzhen disciples who were still resisting, in a fierce counterattack against the enemy who had fallen into chaos.

One side was filled with high morale and a shared hatred of the enemy, while the other side was terrified and in complete disarray, and the battle situation immediately became one-sided.

Although the Tibetan lamas and steppe warriors were fierce and brave, they were quickly divided and wiped out after losing their leader and being surrounded and divided. Some were killed or wounded, and the rest scattered and fled.

"Liu Changzhen, you treacherous traitor with wolfish ambitions!"

"You collude with foreign invaders, persecute your fellow practitioners, frame the Kongtong Sect, and even try to stain our innocent hands with blood—you are utterly depraved!"

"You have dragged the Quanzhen School, left behind by Patriarch Chongyang, into an abyss of no return!"

The Quanzhen Sect's decades-long reputation has been utterly ruined by your hand!

"How can you face Patriarch Chongyang?"

How can we face the sages of the Quanzhen School throughout history?!

The leaders and elders of various sects rushed forward, all expressing their grief and anger.

They were both angry at Liu Changzhen's betrayal and heartbroken that the Quanzhen Sect had fallen into such a state as a result.

Despite having his arms and legs broken, Liu Changzhen still roared defiantly.

"As the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, what's wrong with me considering the future of the Quanzhen Sect?!"

Although I have been defeated today, the Mongol cavalry will sooner or later trample on China. When the land is shattered, how will you, these stubborn fools, face yourselves?!

I—I was trying to save your lives!

"If you follow my plan today and slaughter the Kongtong Sect, each of you will have the blood debt of the Kongtong Sect on your hands and will never be innocent again."

When the Mongol Yuan dynasty marches south and their iron hooves and swords trample the land, you will no longer need to uphold your so-called integrity; you can preserve your respective sects!

I have painstakingly laid out a path for you so that you can naturally continue the sect in the future!

"You're ungrateful and have cut off your own path to survival!"

Despite being defeated by Li Fu, Liu Changzhen remained extremely unwilling to accept defeat. His insane words, like the spitting of a venomous snake, sent a chill down the spines of many sect leaders and elders present, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

Li Fu also raised his eyelids slightly.

Liu Changzhen's plan is to kill two birds with one stone. Not only does he want to use someone else to eliminate the Kongtong Sect as a competitor, but he also wants to make all the major sects in the North stained with the blood of innocent comrades, so as to fundamentally shake the foundation of their Daoist hearts and their moral integrity!

In the future, when faced with the Mongol invasion, many sects may indeed collapse in their beliefs and choose to surrender under the dual pressure of life and death and moral stain!

What a vicious scheme!

What a deep scheme!

When everyone realized what was happening, they were both shocked and furious, and they all cursed, "What a vicious heart!"

So that's what you were planning!

"Utterly shameless!"

They willingly become lackeys of a foreign race, yet they want to drag us all down with them!

"If it weren't for Officer Li's keen insight and ability to turn the tide, wouldn't we have committed a colossal mistake today, leading to utter ruin?!"

"Liu Changzhen, you are simply a sinner against our Taoist sect for all eternity!"

Amidst the curses of the crowd, their hearts were filled with lingering fear and heartfelt gratitude towards Li Fu.

If it weren't for Li Fu today, they would not only be in danger of losing their lives, but would also become sinners in the Taoist sect, and would have no face to face their patriarch after death.

Liu Changzhen collapsed to the ground, his derangement intensified after being reduced from a leader of the Northern Taoism sect to a figure crippled and condemned by thousands.

"If it weren't for Li Fu today, you would all be finished. You've been manipulated by me from beginning to end. What right do you have to lecture me?!"

I want to save you, I want to ensure the continuation of the Taoist tradition!

Do you think the Great Zhao can withstand the Mongol Yuan?

Although you won today, you actually lost!

They have lost their future livelihood and the chance to continue the tradition!

"Just wait, when the Mongol cavalry tramples across the land, let's see if you'll still be as righteous as you are today, hahahaha!"

Li Fu said coldly.

"Do you only consider life and death, or whether your sect continues to exist, when you talk about winning and losing?"

Haven't you heard the saying that a true man knows what to do and what not to do?

Colluding with foreign tribes and harming one's own people, even if one can survive for a time or even enjoy temporary prominence, is nothing more than a life of servile wealth.

Once people shave their heads and change their clothes, losing their backbone, what is the point of continuing such a tradition?

They're nothing but walking corpses.

"Heaven is not on my side!"

The victor is king, the loser is villain; whatever you say now makes sense.

I'll only be in the right if I win.

If I win, the Mongol Yuan dynasty will take control of China, and I will become the leader of the Taoist sect in the Central Plains. The Quanzhen Sect will reach an unprecedented peak under my leadership!

I will be revered as the Changzhen Zhenren, or even a living deity of Taoism!

Future generations of Taoists will only praise my achievements; who will remember this trivial matter of today?!

Back then, people wouldn't even talk about you, Li Fu; they'd even think you were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, inflexible and foolish.

Liu Changzhen shouted.

"Li Fu, I regret sending you the invitation to this public trial. Otherwise, things would never have turned out this way."

History is often written by the victors.

Li Fu admitted that what Liu Changzhen said was indeed possible.

However, this does not change the fact that his methods were despicable and his character was base, nor can it be used as an excuse for him to betray his country and collude with foreign enemies.

"This person is so ambitious that he is obsessed and cannot be reasoned with."

There's no need for Master Li to waste any more words on him.

"Hemingzi said in a deep voice, his eyes full of disgust."

By this time, the disciples of various sects had basically eliminated the stubborn enemies and began to hunt down the scattered lamas and grassland warriors. The shouts of battle on Zhongnan Mountain gradually subsided.

At this moment, Yun Qizi suddenly remembered something, frowned and looked at the limp Liu Changzhen, and asked sternly.

"Liu Changzhen, I remember that the Quanzhen Sect still has several highly respected elders, including Lingquanzi. Why have they not shown up at this public trial?"

What did you do to them?!

Liu Changzhen gave a bitter smile and said weakly, "They—they are stubborn and refuse to support my grand plan—"

I have long since imprisoned them in the Repentance Cave on the back of Zhongnan Mountain.

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in another round of angry curses.

Yun Qizi breathed a sigh of relief and said to Li Fudao.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness!"

Within the Quanzhen School, not everyone is ultimately willing to associate with him!

The seed of Tao left behind by the True Man Chongyang still exists!

At that moment, several highly respected sect leaders, including Master Yunqi, Daoist Heming, and Yuhengzi, immediately led a group of disciples, guided by the Quanzhen Sect deacons who were captured and looked ashamed, and hurriedly headed to the back of Zhongnan Mountain.

Before long, they rescued several Quanzhen Sect elders from a cave. They were haggard, pale, but their eyes remained clear and firm.

These elders had been imprisoned for many days, fed poor food, and worried about the upheaval within the sect, so they appeared very weak. However, their martial arts foundation was still intact, and they were still able to take charge.

When they were helped back to the square in front of Chongyang Palace, they heard about the earth-shattering changes that had taken place in just a few days.

From Huo Shuyan's false accusation, the Dong Sect being unjustly accused, the various sects nearly turning on each other, Li Fu's intervention to stop the tide and reveal the truth, the appearance of Venerable Shikong, Liu Changzhen's exposure of collusion with the Mongol Yuan, to Li Fu defeating two powerful enemies single-handedly with his near-Taoist Tai Chi, thwarting the conspiracy—

The elders were stunned, as if they were in a dream, and remained speechless for a long time.

Upon seeing the unconscious corpse of Venerable Shikong, and Liu Changzhen, whose hands and feet had been crippled and who was limp and awaiting punishment, and then seeing the mess and bloodstains after the fierce battle in the square, they had no choice but to believe all of this unbelievable.

Elder Lingquanzi, tears streaming down his face, knelt and kowtowed towards the direction of the Ancestral Hall of Chongyang Palace, sobbing.

"Master, I am incompetent and failed to detect this wolf's ambitions in time, which brought shame to our sect and nearly led to its destruction!"

He deserves to die!

The other elders were also filled with shame and deep remorse.

Immediately, they struggled to their feet and, supported by their disciples, walked to Li Fu. Despite their weakness, they were about to perform a grand ceremony of worship.

Li Fu quickly reached out to support it.

Elder Lingquanzi's voice choked with emotion, filled with gratitude and lingering fear.

"Master Li, if it weren't for your unparalleled martial arts skills, your ability to turn the tide and see through the treacherous plot, the lineage of our Quanzhen Sect would have been destroyed in an instant, and you would have become a sinner who harmed your fellow practitioners for all eternity!"

Your kindness to my Quanzhen Sect is like a second birth; please accept my deepest bow!