Two figures slowly appeared on the street. These were two young men, one slender like a skinny monkey but with eyes that radiated shrewdness, earning him the nickname "Wild Monkey" in the martial arts world.
Walking with Wild Monkey was a man of average build, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor skinny, appearing as an ordinary young man. However, if one heard his name, most in the martial arts world would recognize this talented youth.
He was none other than Li Futu, a distinguished figure among the younger generation in the martial arts world.
The two seemed somewhat out of place on this bustling city street, which was thick with the dust of the mundane world, whereas green mountains and rivers suited these martial enthusiasts much better.
However, to personally meet the peer recommended by senior Chen Yifeng in the martial arts world, Wild Monkey took on this task. Of course, Wild Monkey was not the first to be curious and to want to meet this young man about to receive a martial arts world invitation. The presence of Li Futu, next to him, showed that his curiosity was no less than Wild Monkey’s.
"I never expected that Master Li would accompany me to meet a young man unheard of in the martial arts world. If outsiders knew, they would probably be astounded," Wild Monkey laughed. Despite his nature to be unruly and unrestrained—even in the presence of Li Futu—he maintained a casual demeanor, yet kept a cautious half-meter distance.
"If you don’t tell, how would others know? If others knew, it would be because you spoke to outsiders," Li Futu said indifferently, his gaze as unruffled as the ancient bell of Qingfeng Mountain, filled with tranquility.
The emotionless Li Futu, like that ancient bell, hung there unstruck by anyone.
Wild Monkey shook his head repeatedly, "Master Li mocks me, but no matter, to walk side by side with Master Li is an honor I, Wild Monkey, can boast of." He chuckled twice, then continued, "I wonder why Master Li is interested in this young man?"
Li Futu’s mouth twitched slightly as he spoke, "To reach the realm of True Qi at such a young age, I simply wish to see him sooner rather than later."
Wild Monkey almost clapped his hands, saying, "People say Master Li is a reincarnation of Buddha, it’s surprising that such a detached person as you could be interested in someone. If the people in the martial arts world knew that you, too, came to deliver a martial arts invitation, they would surely be astounded."
"Everything has its cause and effect. I was a Buddha in a previous life, and you, Wild Monkey, might have been a Buddha too. Our meeting is due to this ’Buddhist connection’," Li Futu replied.
Wild Monkey shivered all over. Li Futu was perfect in every way except for his frequent mention of Buddha. Wild Monkey believed that even the vilest villain, hearing Li Futu’s frequent discourses on karma and Buddha, would be tormented into madness and transform into a good person.
Yet Wild Monkey knew another truth. Despite often mentioning Buddha, once angered, this compassionate Buddha could incarnate into King Yan, taking lives without mercy. This was why many in the martial arts world feared him. The unpredictable nature of Li Futu, prone to anger at the slightest displeasure, could easily lead to fatal consequences.
Even with Wild Monkey at his side, he was always on edge, constantly on guard.
After the pair had crossed several streets, they arrived at the Goddess Villa.
"This is the young man’s residence, isn’t it imposing? That such a person could cultivate to the realm of True Qi is unbelievable," Wild Monkey scoffed as he looked at a row of luxurious villas.
Li Futu looked ahead, silent, his ears suddenly twitched, and his eyes shifted.
Li Futu suddenly moved, quickly running towards a spot.
Wild Monkey was startled, not knowing why Li Futu suddenly acted so. He suddenly also sensed something unusual—no, there was a smell of blood in the air.
Then, as Wild Monkey carefully tuned in, he sensed two immense powers colliding.
This tremendous force, already surpassing the peak of physical strength, made him feel heart palpitations and even caused cold sweat to stream down his back.
"It is actually high-level True Qi Martial Artists fighting!" Wild Monkey’s eyes showed an incredulous look. In a bustling city, the appearance of one True Qi Martial Artist was already unbelievable, but now there were two high-level True Qi Martial Artists appearing and clashing. This completely overturned what people believed; when had True Qi Martial Artists become so numerous?
Wild Monkey hurriedly bolted in the direction where the two forces collided.
He suspected that the young man delivering martial arts posters was one of the two sources of True Qi.
Who on earth was he fighting against?
Unable to wait, Wild Monkey dashed straight there, while at this time, Ye Qiu and the masked Fujikawa Ueno were exchanging blows, and Li Futu quietly arrived, stopping his body slowly, gazing at the two figures on the rooftop of the villa.
Soon, Wild Monkey also appeared, stopping beside Li Futu. Neither of them spoke; they just quietly watched the fierce battle between the two figures.
The man in black was more difficult to deal with than expected. Initially, Ye Qiu thought that with his strength, he could easily handle the opponent, but after they exchanged blows, he suffered a setback when the opponent suddenly unleashed the power of a high-level True Qi Martial Artist, catching him off guard.
Ye Qiu, who had just broken through the Yongquan acupoint, had already used up much of his True Qi and hadn’t recovered to his best state when he was caught by the man in black—a palm strike landed on his chest, making his blood surge up and fresh blood spilling from the corner of Ye Qiu’s mouth.
Of course, as they were both True Qi Martial Artists, this injury wasn’t serious. It only caused his internal organs slight discomfort, far from a grave injury.
"That young man must be the person we are looking for; who is this man in black? Do they have a grudge?" Wild Monkey said indifferently.
Li Futu remained silent, just quietly watching.
Seeing Ye Qiu bleeding, Wild Monkey said, "It seems the person we’re looking for isn’t very high ranked among True Qi Martial Artists; he looks somewhat disheveled right now."
Listening to Wild Monkey’s uninformed speculation, Li Futu slowly said, "It’s too early to conclude the outcome." Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel✶fire.net
Wild Monkey pouted, not wanting to discuss further with Li Futu and turned his gaze back to the two people ahead.
Fujikawa Ueno had a smile on his lips; he hadn’t expected Ye Qiu’s strength to be this unstable. Clearly a True Qi Martial Artist, Ye Qiu seemed somewhat unable to keep up. But, Fujikawa Ueno soon realized; this guy must have had a breakthrough, which is why his strength is unstable for now.
Thinking this, Fujikawa Ueno was inwardly alarmed. Ye Qiu’s strength had reached the True Qi stage and, regardless of what he’d broken through, it was bad news for him, Fujikawa Ueno. If today he did not kill Ye Qiu, and they fought again later, Fujikawa Ueno knew he would more likely face misfortune; the young man’s progress was too rapid, while advancing further in the True Qi stage was as tough as climbing to heaven for him, Fujikawa Ueno.
"I must kill him." Fujikawa Ueno’s eyes sparkled with determination, resolved to end Ye Qiu’s life.
The samurai sword in his hands had already been stained with Ye Qiu’s blood. Since blood had been drawn, lives must also follow.
Fujikawa Ueno’s silhouette flickered again, the sword gleaming chillingly, and Ye Qiu, who was bare-handed, found himself on the defensive.