Chapter 54: If I Do Not Kill You, I Swear Not to Be Human

Even though everyone knew Feng Yi's martial arts were superb, this scene still left them dumbfounded.

One must know this pine coffin weighs several hundred jin; when that person shoved it with force, its momentum was astonishing, and those nearby felt a vicious wind blast their faces.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yi lightly kicked, almost making no sound, as if he had lifted the coffin with his toe several zhang high; such martial arts could be called divine technique!

"What a perfect example of four taels moving a thousand catties!" the bearded strongman exclaimed in surprise: "You also know Taiji Quan?"

Feng Yi's reputation was great, and seeing him display internal strength, truly formidable, the big-bearded man thus wanted to take the opportunity to test his martial arts prowess; who would have thought he would pull this? The big-bearded man, well-versed, knew the study of four taels moving a thousand catties existed in various sects, but in today's world, this soft-overcoming-hard martial art belonged to the Wudang Sect as supreme.

And Feng Yi's feat of making the heavy seem light, with such high attainment, only came from Wudang learning, making it unsurprising.

The three cloaked figures on the wall were also horrified; they tapped their toes and suddenly flew down. Their movements were extremely swift; before the strongman's words landed, they had already gathered beside him.

"Good eye!" Feng Yi smiled: "I merely followed the gourd's pattern; what's so great about Taiji?"

Feng Yi had previously exchanged hundreds of moves with the Taiji master "Liu Chengfeng"; though he could not fully learn his martial arts, he had gained considerable insight into the "four taels moving a thousand catties" school.

Thus, the coffin's flying strike force actually came from the big-bearded strongman; his kick merely gave a slight nudge, he himself exerted little force, yet changed the coffin's direction; though this sounds simple, it requires constant precision in exhaling and inhaling force, not deviating by a hair.

Otherwise it would not be four taels moving a thousand catties, but a thousand catties pressing four taels.

Even if the Taiji master Liu Chengfeng himself appeared, this single move could not be done better than Feng Yi.

Feng Yi spoke jestingly, lightly tapped his foot, leapt up, and stood upon the coffin.

But hearing a loud "peng", the coffin fell, and everyone's hearts involuntarily jolted.

The five cloaked figures stood in a line, hands slipped into their waists, each wearing a wary stare at Feng Yi; they all knew today's battle was a matter of life and death, no room for carelessness! Feng Yi actually also intended to draw out a few of them to test their strength, then devise a strategy to annihilate them in one go.

Just this one move, he realized: if these five were roughly equal in strength, single combat would be useless; but if they attacked together, it would be formidable. If there were any combined formation techniques, it would be even more troublesome, not to mention Ling Tui Si's hundreds of men.

For a moment, each side had its misgivings and thoughts.

The atmosphere on the field shifted from motion to stillness; the surrounding spectators held their breath, daring not to exhale loudly.

Suddenly, Feng Yi's eyes flashed with cold light, he shouted coldly: "Look at this palm of yours, your force is not weak, not unknown in the jianghu; who are you, where do you come from, which sect do you belong to?

Wearing a cloak in the scorching heat, aren't you afraid of breeding maggots? Could you all be bald donkeys of the Blood Blade Sect, knowing you're unsightly, so you hide your heads and faces? Where is that bald old ancestor of the Blood Blade Sect?"

His rapid-fire questioning almost already judged these few as disciples of the Blood Blade Sect.

The crowd felt as if struck by lightning.

Blood Blade Sect disciples are lustful as life, kill as easily as hemp, commit myriad evils; in the eyes of martial artists, they lack humanity and reason, yet their martial arts are strong, ordinary people truly cannot deal with them, so those who have seen them are few.

Unexpectedly, these five are all such.

These cloaked figures also changed color, their bodies trembled, showing extreme indignation.

Even if they were wicked and bold, Feng Yi's words they could not ignore, yet they had not yet opened their mouths.

Suddenly, Ling Tui Si sighed and said: "Feng Yi, I have always valued you, that's why I let you contact Ding Dian and promised you the position of Young Dragon Chief in our gang.

Alas, fate plays tricks.

Now you rely on the Divine Illumination Skill to stir up trouble in the jianghu, killing countless people, and today, before my very eyes, you have killed Old Master Wan and his disciple!"

Saying this, he unfolded his folding fan, a pair of eyes flashing with brilliant light, scanning from left to right across the whole field, and said loudly: "Today this prefecture will capture the murderer, repay the nation's grace, and satisfy the public's will; only Feng Yi's martial arts are high, so we must pretend to be outsiders; these few who wish to help the prefecture capture the murderer, I naturally will not refuse.

Fearful you may suffer harm, I therefore request you all to withdraw from the Wan Residence!"

He closed his folding fan and bowed his hands to the crowd.

The crowd understood Ling Tui Si was clearing the field: one, there are too many people here, he dare not really kill them all, otherwise he could not answer to the court.

Two, he would not admit colluding with the Blood Blade Sect, which he likewise cannot bear responsibility for; but as long as these people do not admit it, he has an excuse.

However, most on the field are jianghu people; if driven away like this, they would feel somewhat ashamed, yet some timid gentry, seeing Ling Tui Si's voice loud, gaze sharp, dignified aura intimidating, having no acquaintance with Feng Yi, immediately bowed and left the Wan Residence.

Seeing the jianghu people unmoved, Ling Tui Si instead glared at the few bamboo-hatted ones, then smiled slightly at Feng Yi: "Feng Yi, if you are afraid, you may either ask these heroes for help, or say you will retire from the jianghu henceforth; this prefecture will then turn and leave.

After all, good and evil, right and wrong, often lie in a single thought; as long as there is a heart to reform, should we not give a path to start anew?" Saying this, he looked around; the remaining scholars and examinees nodded in response.

"No man is a sage; who can be without fault?

"Yes, yes!"

"The prefect's words are absolutely correct!"

Ling Tui Si showed a hint of satisfaction, then continued: "As the saying goes, youthful blood and vigor are strong; restraint lies in combat.

Yet you have precisely violated the taboo of 'combat'; before the court, no matter whose backing one has, there is nowhere to go.

Otherwise, you will lose your own life, and even your sect's elders will not escape implication!"

The crowd naturally fears the officialdom; hearing this, they could not help but shudder.

The remaining scholars and examinees bowed and took their leave from Ling Tui Si.

Feng Yi suddenly spat: "Pah, you beast, as a local parent, you do not know how to benefit the people; for some external gains, you actually collude with the Blood Blade Evil Monks, and still have the face to speak of good and evil? Today, if I do not take your head, I, Feng Yi, swear not to be human!"

His words were passionate and heroic; those scholars and examinees far away heard them and all felt ashamed.

Feng Yi then looked at the jianghu people and cupped his hands: "Gentlemen, today's affair is solely between me, Feng Yi, and Ling Tui Si; you need not get involved in this muddy water.

Just see how this old beast, relying on a few Blood Blade bald villains, can do anything to me!"

This shout made the crowd's ears buzz; the whole field heard it.

Ling Tui Si's face turned iron-blue, his muscles twitched, and he shouted loudly: "Feng Yi recklessly endangers lives; according to law he should be executed. As a court-appointed official, I enforce heavenly law; if there is resistance, kill without mercy!"

Suddenly, outside, hundreds of voices shouted in unison:

"Capture the court's wanted criminal!"

"Do not let him escape!"

Only to see thirty or fifty constables rush in, wielding single swords, bows and arrows, spears, iron rulers and iron chains, streaming through the gate.

Ling Tui Si looked at the unmoving jianghu people and coldly said: "You are all heroes of the age; I kindly remind you: one may walk the wrong path in life and still turn back.

But if you stand on the wrong side, not only yourself, but also your family, relatives, and friends will be implicated; please ponder well."

The jianghu crowd glanced at Ling Tui Si's formation, then at Feng Yi; one cupped his hands and said: "Great Hero Feng, I still have wife and children at home; I truly cannot accompany you.

But rest assured, once I leave, I will spread the news that the Blood Blade Evil Monks have appeared, certainly preventing them from turning back to Qinghai! Farewell!"

Feng Yi lightly waved his hand; that man stomped his foot and ran out.

The remaining people saw someone take the lead, and they all surged out, each sighing. They were not Feng Yi; they lacked his martial arts, nor were they solitary and free of reservations.

If it weren't for involving the government, they would have to fight to the death with the Blood Saber Evil Monk, but for now they can only retreat temporarily.

Moreover, some people secretly harbored a thought in their hearts, though they dared not say it openly: "Feng Yi has gained great fame these days, his arrogant, swaggering demeanor is simply unsurpassed."

Today's situation is quite wonderful!

Whether he is killed or the Blood Saber Evil Monk is killed, it would be even better!

The servants of the Wan family also carried away Wan Gui, whose joints Feng Yi had dislocated, as well as the disciples whose acupoints had been sealed.

Feng Yi did not stop them.

These people were affected by the Divine Illumination Skill; it's not as simple as merely having their acupoints sealed.

Each of them is either injured or crippled, and they have not many days left to live.

(End of chapter)