Chapter 34

Fashan raised his head and glared at Chu Li, coldly shouting and fiercely slapping the long sword with his palm.

Chu Li lifted his long sword, pointing the tip at the center of Fashan's palm.

Fashan's palm did not change its position, meeting the sword tip.

A clear "ding..." sounded as Chu Li's long sword trembled, and the pure and thick internal energy flowed along the sword, but was blocked by an invisible force, unable to enter Fashan's meridians.

Chu Li was surprised. What a powerful Vajra Deliverance Skill, truly astonishing, capable of blocking internal energy attacks!

He took a step back and thrust again.

A clear "ding..." sounded as Fashan raised his palm to block his chest, the sword tip piercing the center of his palm.

Fashan was secretly alarmed. The position of this sword thrust was exactly the same as the previous one, striking the same point. Such swordsmanship was indeed astonishing.

Chu Li's feet moved gracefully, neutralizing the internal energy on his palm, and thrust again, as fast as lightning.

A clear "ding..." sounded as Fashan involuntarily raised his palm again, being struck at the same position.

His palm felt slightly numb, and the Vajra Deliverance Skill showed signs of being broken. His face changed, and he dared not let Chu Li strike again. He took the initiative to attack.

"Roar!" He shouted like a thunderclap, striking the center of the chest, trying to force Chu Li to retreat.

But Chu Li did not retreat; instead, he advanced, thrusting another sword, with a tricky angle and lightning speed.

A clear "ding..." sounded as he struck the same position again.

Fashan's face turned dark, and he was even more alarmed. Chu Li's swordsmanship was too astonishing. If this continued, he would not fare well.

His blood was agitated, and the Vajra Deliverance Skill was unstable. He quickly changed his palm to a fist, striking out with a powerful wind, fierce and heavy.

A clear "ding..." sounded as Chu Li's long sword precisely pierced the tip of the fist.

Then, Chu Li's sword attacks came like lightning, incredibly fast.

Fashan decided to not dodge or evade, and when the sword came, he either used his fist, palm, or the sleeve of his monk's robe to strike, avoiding being continuously hit by the sword tip at the same point. The soft sleeve, under his control, became like a knife or a spear, incredibly powerful.

The two continued to fight, neither gaining the upper hand. Fashan could not dodge Chu Li's sword, and Chu Li could not break through Fashan's Vajra Deliverance Skill. In a moment, over a hundred moves had passed.

Zhao Ying watched with wide eyes, marveling at Chu Li's swordsmanship, while also admiring Fashan's skills, acknowledging that the old monk was not just a figurehead, with formidable external skills.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a dull sound was heard. Chu Li suddenly changed his sword to a palm, and the two palms met, causing a dull sound as they each took a step back.

Chu Li took a step back, sheathed his sword, and fought Fashan with his palms. In a moment, another hundred moves had passed.

Fashan's face was as dark as water. He did not expect Chu Li's internal energy to be so profound, like endless waves.

The Vajra Deliverance Skill could block blades and palm strikes, with infinite power, but it had one drawback: it consumed a lot of energy, requiring a vast amount of internal energy to maintain.

Even with his profound internal energy, he could not sustain it for long, especially with Chu Li's fierce palm strikes, each carrying surging internal energy, forcing him to fully activate the Vajra Deliverance Skill, consuming even more energy.

After two hundred moves, Fashan felt his internal energy was about to be depleted. After reaching the先天 realm, he rarely had this feeling. Usually, a few moves with the Vajra Deliverance Skill would resolve the situation.

"Bang!" Another dull sound was heard as the two palms met, and Fashan suddenly turned and walked away.

Chu Li snorted, "Why is the monk in such a hurry to leave?"

Chu Li, of course, would not let someone who had tried to kill him leave, as it would cause endless trouble. He infused his internal energy into his feet and caught up to Fashan in three steps. Fashan suddenly turned and pushed a palm.

Chu Li was prepared for this move, knowing that this palm was the powerful Mountain Pushing Palm of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, with internal energy layered like the Boundless Sea Skill, incredibly powerful.

He lightly stepped to the side, skillfully avoiding it, and advanced to strike.

"Bang!" Fashan hastily responded, and the two palms met.

He could not help but stagger back a step. Chu Li, not letting up, struck again. Fashan, still unsteady, could not block in time and was hit in the chest by Chu Li, forcing him to take another step back.

The Vajra Deliverance Skill blocked Chu Li's palm strike but could not stop the impact, forcing him to retreat.

Chu Li followed up with another palm, striking the same spot. Fashan grunted in anger, his palms moving, but unable to change his situation, unable to control his body, and unable to avoid Chu Li's lightning-fast palms, retreating and being hit by Chu Li three more times.

"Spit!" Fashan could no longer suppress the blood surging up, and a stream of blood shot out of his mouth.

Chu Li remained calm, unaffected, and struck again.

"Bang!" A dull sound was heard as Fashan and Chu Li both took two steps back.

Fashan's lips curled into a cold smile. This palm would make the boy suffer. No matter how cunning he was, he would still have to drink the water used to wash his feet!

The previous show of weakness was to set up this unexpected palm, the fully charged Mountain Pushing Palm, which was not something a mortal could withstand.

Chu Li took two steps back, leaving three half-foot deep footprints on the ground, completely neutralizing the internal energy.

He saw through Fashan's plan. Fashan's full-force strike was met with a prepared response. Chu Li's palm strike was light and insubstantial, containing but not absorbing the energy, skillfully neutralizing it into the ground.

"You..." Fashan's face turned dark, looking at Chu Li's footprints, knowing it was not good.

"Ha ha..." Chu Li laughed, his voice clear and without any sign of injury: "Is the monk's Vajra Deliverance Skill about done?"

"Amitabha..." Fashan's face turned serious, his palms joined in a prayer, and he took a deep breath: "Mr. Xiao, the monk has lost, and the grievances of the Tiger Gang are settled!"

"Then I thank the monk!" Chu Li smiled.

Fashan bowed and turned to leave.

Chu Li's figure flashed, appearing in front of him, blocking his path: "Why is the monk in such a hurry to leave?"

"Mr. Chu, what do you want to do?" Fashan's face turned serious.

Chu Li smiled: "What the monk wanted to do, I want to do."

"Mr. Chu, it was just a friendly match, why ruin the harmony?" Fashan shook his head: "Our temple and your family have always been like water and oil, never mixing. We must not cause conflict because of us."

Chu Li shook his head and smiled: "The monk is mistaken. You do not represent the Great Thunder Sound Temple, and I do not represent the Yi State Duke's Mansion. This is just a personal grudge, monk, please!"

"I am not your match," Fashan sighed, shaking his head: "Mr. Chu is a genius, and I admire you. If you really want to kill me, I will not resist!"

Zhao Ying softly said: "Brother..."

Chu Li glanced at Zhao Ying, looked at the women who showed signs of pity, and then at Fashan, and laughed: "The monk is truly skilled!"

Fashan smiled and bowed: "Then, the monk will take his leave!"

He turned to walk in another direction. Chu Li was about to stop him, but Zhao Ying quickly said: "Brother, let it be, let the monk go!"

"Ah..." Chu Li sighed.

"Let it be where you can, and let it be," Zhao Ying said quickly: "Besides, he is a monk from the Great Thunder Sound Temple."

She knew the power of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, the top sect in the world, like a towering tree, omnipresent. The Duke's Mansion was slightly inferior. It was best not to offend them. If the Great Thunder Sound Temple decided to hunt you down, even Brother Chu would not stand a chance!

Since the establishment of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, no traitor they decided to hunt down has ever escaped, without exception.

Chu Li looked at Fashan's back and shook his head: "This old monk is not one to let things go, he will not give up."

"So what if he doesn't give up? He can't beat you!" Zhao Ying laughed.

She did not expect Chu Li's martial arts to be so powerful. A newly ascended先天 expert, this old monk from the Great Thunder Sound Temple must have been a先天 expert for many years, with profound cultivation. And anyone who could leave the temple would not bring shame to the Great Thunder Sound Temple. She did not expect him to lose to Brother Chu!

Chu Li sighed: "He will continue to cause trouble, better to end it all at once!"

"Brother, if you can avoid killing, don't kill. Besides, if you really kill him, the Great Thunder Sound Temple will not let it go. They will definitely hunt you down. Can you avoid them? Unless you stay in the mansion all the time, but that would be boring!"

"Sometimes you can't avoid it," Chu Li shook his head.

He saw through Fashan's heart, with no gratitude, only hatred, determined to kill him. Letting him go would only cause trouble, so he had to kill him.

"Anyway, try not to kill the disciples of the Great Thunder Sound Temple!" Zhao Ying said.

Chu Li knew her good intentions and smiled: "For the sake of my junior sister, I will let him go this time!"

"That's the right attitude!" Zhao Ying smiled.

The women were divided into two groups. The older ones did not want to leave the valley, preferring to live out their days in seclusion, away from the world, in peace and tranquility, avoiding the cold eyes and pain of the outside world.

The younger ones wanted to go back with Chu Li, still young and fond of the bustling life, not wanting to spend their lives in this boring valley.

In the end, fifty people left the valley, and over a hundred stayed behind.

There were horses in the bandit camp, enough for each of them to ride two. Those who could not ride shared with those who could. They left the valley in the evening.

Zhao Ying originally wanted to stay overnight and leave the next day, but Chu Li insisted on leaving at night.

The group set off under the cover of darkness, holding torches, moving slowly.

At midnight, they rested in a forest. Chu Li had them form a circle around a tree, layer by layer.

Zhao Ying sat on the outermost layer, while Chu Li leaped onto the tree.

"Brother, the Tiger Gang is gone, there won't be any bandits, right?" Zhao Ying leaped onto the tree, standing next to him, a faint fragrance wafting into Chu Li's nose: "Besides, bandits wouldn't attack at this time, right?"

Chu Li shook his head.

"Are you worried about that old monk?"

"Um."

"Is he really that bad?"

"If you think all Buddhists are good, you are greatly mistaken."

"Disciples of the Great Thunder Sound Temple can't be that bad, right?"

"Good and bad are relative."

"Good is good, and bad is bad."

"From Fashan's perspective, I killed a disciple of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, so he must kill me to uphold the temple's dignity. He sees his actions as just and good, but we see them as bad."

"Of course, they are bad."

Chu Li shook his head: "... Do you have any brothers?"

"Um, I have two older brothers."

"Suppose one of your brothers was unfilial, beat your father, and ran away. You want to catch him and punish him, but before you can, someone else kills him. What would you do?"

"..." Zhao Ying gave him a glare.

Chu Li smiled: "Of course, it's just an analogy. Would you seek revenge for your brother?"

"Hmph, of course!" Zhao Ying said irritably.

Chu Li shrugged: "From our perspective, he wants to kill us, and he is a cunning and dangerous person, a threat to those around us. Of course, we have to kill him!"

Zhao Ying frowned, feeling the world was so complex.