Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Li Fu's eyes were calm, his figure stood as still as a mountain, and the Nine Yang True Qi circulated throughout his body.

Faced with the combined attack of the two famous constables, Han Wenyuan and Duan Gang, he used only the unremarkable Taizu Long Fist, yet he had already reached a state of returning to simplicity and authenticity.

The fist techniques are devoid of any fancy moves, yet they contain an overwhelming and unstoppable force, each strike as heavy as a thousand pounds!

The punch was thrown like a dragon emerging from the sea; it was an extremely simple punch, yet the fist's edge crackled and tore through the air.

boom--!

The fist and ruler struck each other, producing a deafening sound like a great bell!

An unimaginable force surged into the iron ruler, and Han Wenyuan felt a splitting pain in his tiger's mouth.

The steel ruler, made of refined steel, was almost knocked out of his hand by the impact!

He groaned and stumbled back three steps before barely managing to stand, his eyes filled with utter horror!

With just one move, this renowned constable, who was famous throughout the state, almost had his weapon knocked away.

Li Fu struck out with his right palm again, using a move from the Taizu Long Fist style, "Pushing Open the Window to Gaze at the Moon," to meet Duan Gang's Vajra Double Palms.

boom!

The force of their palm strikes was like raging waves colliding!

Duan Gang felt a torrent of supreme yang energy, so strong and invincible, surging towards him. His arms trembled violently, his joints groaned as if they could not bear the weight, and his blood rushed to his throat.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered backward!

His martial arts skills were inferior to Han Wenyuan's, and since he had no weapon to cushion the blow, he exchanged a solid palm strike with Li Fu, and he couldn't even withstand a single blow.

"Who exactly are you? Everything was part of my plan... except for you!"

Han Wenyuan was terrified. He suppressed his surging blood and lunged at Chen Deng again, his voice filled with deep regret and hatred.

"If I had known your martial arts were so advanced, I would have definitely found a way to eliminate this variable first!"

Li Fu stepped forward, his fists like a continuous tidal wave, halting the two men's forward momentum and forcing them to retreat and parry in a disheveled manner. He said coldly.

"When I displayed my considerable martial arts skills, you set your sights on this accident, inviting me, a constable, to perform an autopsy. Did you want to see if I had any troublesome crime-solving abilities?"

Bang!

Li Fu, facing two opponents alone, still had the strength to speak. His breathing was steady, and he used a single whip to save his master, his right arm sweeping across like a steel whip.

Han and Duan tried to block the attack together, but the shock still left their arms sore and numb, their blood churning, and the blue bricks beneath their feet cracking inch by inch.

"After I've seen the body, I'm sure you'll see me as an obstacle."

Li Fu's gaze was fixed on Han Wenyuan.

"That night, the assassin in black seemed to be trying to silence Cheng Yi, but in reality, he mainly wanted to kill me, right?"

You brothers are in charge of the investigation; you can investigate however you want. Why go through the unnecessary trouble of silencing innocent bystanders and misleading the public?

He turned to look at Duan Gang, whose face was ashen and who was struggling.

"And you."

At the time, I thought you were settling a personal score and deliberately not contributing in the chaos. Now I realize you simply wanted those assassins to kill me!

Duan Gang, his thoughts exposed, roared.

"Not bad, it's a pity I didn't kill you, you scourge, otherwise we wouldn't be in this situation now!"

"Those mediocre assassins think they can kill me?"

Li Fu snorted coldly and used a swift and powerful strike from the Thirty-Six Forms of Emperor Taizu, namely the "Horse-Hunting Hand," to grab his shoulder blade.

Duan Gang felt as if he were on fire and quickly dodged in horror.

scoff.

Although he managed to dodge it, his clothes were torn, and his shoulder was swept by the wind, leaving five deep, bone-revealing bloodstains, causing excruciating pain.

The sheer terror of his internal energy is astounding!

Han Wenyuan stared wide-eyed.

"Who exactly are you?! How could someone like you suddenly appear out of nowhere in a small county like Qingping? It's simply... it's as if the heavens sent you to oppose me!"

He felt incredibly frustrated; things shouldn't have turned out this way.

Once the three started fighting, twenty or thirty rounds had passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Fu's fist was powerful and his Nine Yang True Qi was surging. A set of basic Taizu Fist in his hands was full of power and flexibility, and he steadily suppressed the two of them.

The two, Han and Duan, became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. Li Fu's practical experience was somewhat lacking; otherwise, they would have been defeated long ago. Even so, the two gradually felt their strength waning and were about to suffer a crushing defeat!

Mu Tianying, who was lying on the ground severely injured, was deeply shocked by what she saw.

Han Wenyuan's iron ruler was ruthless and sharp, while Duan Gang's palm strikes were domineering and powerful. The martial arts they displayed at this moment were even more terrifying than their usual renowned skills, clearly indicating that they had been hiding their true abilities all along.

Even so, the two of them together were no match for this young constable!

Where did this kid come from? What kind of famous teacher trained such a young and top-notch expert?

"You have committed countless evils, yet you dare to complain about the injustice of Heaven?"

Li Fu's fist suddenly intensified, and the Nine Yang True Qi erupted like a mountain torrent. He took a step forward, and the blue bricks on the ground shattered with a crash. "If that's how you put it, then I can say that you were sent by Heaven specifically to take you all away."

boom.

A powerful strike, known as the Overlord's Formation Breaker, was unleashed.

The force of the punch was so solid that it produced a loud bang.

Han Wenyuan was terrified and held the iron ruler across his chest, desperately trying to block it.

clang--

The iron ruler bent instantly, and the force of the punch, still lingering, slammed into his chest.

puff!

Han Wenyuan flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood, crashing through the beams and falling to the ground!

Duan Gang, his eyes bloodshot, lunged at Li from the side, striking him in the back!

Li Fu didn't even turn his head, and instead delivered a backhand elbow strike.

Taizu Changquan, as a military martial art, is least afraid of being attacked from behind.

Bang!

The elbow struck Duan Gang's chest with precision, like a heavy hammer!

"Ugh!"

Duan Gang had broken several ribs, and blood gushed out as he fell to the ground beside Han Wenyuan like a broken sack!

"Save the leader! Run!"

Upon seeing this, several fearless assassins in black rushed forward, shouting, in an attempt to stop Li Fu and rescue the two.

"They're truly fearless!"

Li Fu casually struck out with his palm, the wind from which raged like an angry dragon sweeping the ground.

puff!puff!

The first two men had their chests caved in like mud, while the other's head was forcefully slammed into his chest cavity, resulting in horrific deaths!

The others were also dealt with by him with a single punch and kick. With a leisurely stroll, no one could withstand even a single move from him and was easily killed.

Li Fu approached the two struggling figures step by step.

"That's really strange."

"If you are descendants of the Bone-Scraping Evil Blade, why haven't you witnessed that ghostly, swift swordsmanship?"

Throughout his fight with the two, he remained wary of the legendary deadly swift blade, fearing that they might unleash a lightning-fast killing move.

Although these two were skilled in martial arts, their methods were completely different from the legendary, unpredictable, and swift Bone-Scraping Evil Blade.

"Could it be that the technique has been lost to time?"

"Cough...cough..."

Han Wenyuan vomited blood clots and staggered to his feet.

"Our father's swordsmanship... was naturally passed down, but a person's energy is limited. One must openly and diligently practice a set of profound martial arts so that it can be displayed and become famous throughout the martial arts world."

…How could one possibly…master another set of demonic and divine sword techniques to perfection?!

His eyes were filled with deep regret. "If only I had known this would happen... I shouldn't have gone into hiding in the government back then. If I had diligently practiced Father's swordsmanship... you... you might not have..."

Duan Gang also got up, hissing as he echoed, "I regret... I regret it so much."

The two, filled with rage, charged together in a final desperate attempt.

"Perhaps, but there are no 'what ifs'."

Li Fu let out a cold sneer.

"Let's get going!"

He moved with lightning speed.

Both fists were thrown out simultaneously, without any fancy moves, but it was a deadly attack brought to its peak by the Nine Yang True Qi.

"kill--!"

Han and Duan's pupils shrank sharply, and they roared in despair, using all their remaining strength to block.

Boom! Boom!

The force of the punch was like a meteor falling to earth, unstoppable.

He slammed his fist into the arms of the two men who were blocking his attack, leaving a deep imprint on their chests!

Snap! Pfft!

The sternum was shattered, and the internal organs were reduced to mush!

Han Wenyuan and Duan Gang's eyes bulged out, and their bodies flew backward like tattered leather, crashing heavily to the ground. Duan Gang died on the spot without uttering a sound.

Severely injured and on the verge of death, Han Wenyuan glanced at his brother, who was lying in a pitiful state, and with his last breath, he spoke intermittently with resentment.

"You killed our brothers, so you won't live... either."

"We are members of the Dragon Shock Society... You just wait... just wait!"

His last words before his death sounded like a prophecy, his eyes filled with astonishing resentment, looking at Li Fu as if he were a dead man whose death was not far off.

"The Dragon Shock Society?"

Li Fu raised an eyebrow. He had never heard of this organization.

Judging from Han Wenyuan's tone, it seems like the Jinglong Society is quite formidable.