Chapter 35 (1/2)
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The Dragon Does Not Touch The Native Snake
The time taken from Li Chengfeng breaking out of the vortex to unleash his Three Moons Technique was the same as the blink of an eye!
His opponent had just cried, “YAAH!” and covered himself with sand armour when Li Chengfeng immediately replied with a loud, “BREAK!”
Power from the third strike surged straight through the crack on the armour, pouring into the servant's body. His armour suddenly exploded off as a gust of Qi shot out of his body like spears and arrows.
Sand shot out in all directions straight at the walls a few meters away, crackling as they hit the surface. It was shocking to see that the sand grains had created dents in the walls.
The crowd watched as the sand armour fell in pieces, shattering into countless grains of sand.
The servant stood motionless, staring at Li Chengfeng. A few moments later, fresh blood slowly dripped from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears. In a trembling voice, he asked, “Who… are you? Why… why didn't my powers work… on you?”
When he finished, he coughed out a mouthful of blood and collapsed. The other Zhan family servant rushed forward to support him.
The Zhan gentleman gawked in terror, he could not imagine a man as young as him to be able to defeat his servant with mere martial arts, his servant who had weathered countless battles!
People who had no understanding of martial arts would not be able to grasp the gravity of the situation. However, to the ones who understood, it was earth-shattering news!
Little Bell was shocked to the core. “This is impossible! Who… who is this guy? No, I must report this to the boss immediately!”
On the other hand, Liu Sumei gave Li Chengfeng a complex gaze, the corners of her lips curling upwards.
Little Bell shook her shoulders, “Sister disciple, I'm talking to you! Do you hear me?”
Liu Sumei's mind had wandered off far away, not even noticing that Little Bell had called her by the wrong name. “Huh? What did you say?”
Little Bell's face was solemn. “Thirteen years… A whole thirteen years! Ever since the Martial Saint Zhang Zhaijun retreated into the mountains, no other martial artist could cross the canyon- to defeat a cultivator with purely his martial skills!”
Liu Sumei looked at Li Chengfeng. “What's so odd about it?”
Little Bell gasped, “What's not?! Any martial artist who can defeat a cultivator is often a very important figure with powerful influence!”
“Alright, alright. I understand. I'm supposed to report to the building owner, right?” Liu Sumei shook her head helplessly. With a wave, the bird perched on the stand near her vanity fluttered over and landed on her shoulder.
The bird looked like a crane but only had one leg. It had yellow and red feathers with a white beak, sharp as a hook. It was a mythological Bifang bird. It stood on her shoulder, c.o.c.king its head. Liu Sumei caressed its feathers, then whispered by its ear. After a while, she raised her shoulder and in a flurry, the bird extended its wings and flew out through the window, disappearing in an instant.
[T/L Note: the mythological Bifang bird, an omen of fire. Source: /a/312396340_99962688]
Li Chengfeng's performance had startled Little Bell, at the same time the Zhan gentleman and his remaining servant.
The remaining middle-aged servant peered at Li Chengfeng cautiously, then his eyes darted at his master. “Fourth Master, the dragon does not touch the native snake…”
Out of sheer terror, the Zhan gentleman let out a peculiar, hoa.r.s.e shriek, “Let's go!” He looked deeply at Li Chengfeng, as if to burn the face of the man who humiliated him into his brain, then quickly shot into his luxurious horse carriage. The servant quickly drove it away.
Li Chengfeng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw them leave. If he hadn't been able to defeat his opponent and scare them, he would have died for sure!
In addition, while Li Chengfeng had practised this technique hard, it was the first time he had used it in a fight against a strong opponent. He also took a few moments to recover from his strike, if the other servant had attacked him after he struck the first servant, that would have been the end of the Li family's young master.
Cultivators could defeat martial artists so easily because they could restrict or affect their opponent's behaviour the moment the battle started, then force a distance between them all using their magical powers.
In this scenario, the Zhan family servant could not have backed away because his fourth young master was behind him. All he could do was to lock his opponent's position or slow down their reaction time so he could strike with his powers.
Li Chengfeng also knew that he only won because his opponent was careless and overconfident that his technique would definitely lock Li Chengfeng up. He did not expect his plan to fail at all.
It was by sheer luck that he won, it might not happen again!
Li Chengfeng calmed himself down. Before he could move, Zhao Xiaobao leapt into his arms and hugged tight, crying, “Young Master!”
Li Chengfeng shoved him away, disgusted, then kicked Zhao Xiaobao's bottom. “You idiot, all you do is cause trouble! Can't you just live without trying to get me killed?!”
Zhao Xiaobao fell to his knees, sobbing, “You saved my life! Your wish is my command, Young Master, I will do whatever you need me too without question, you will never even have to pay me one copper.”
Li Chengfeng could not help but laugh. “You're the one who said it! Not even one copper!”
Zhao Xiaobao wiped his tears, nodding vigorously but after a while, he sobbed again, “But if you don't pay me a single copper, how will I live?”
Li Chengfeng laughed exasperatedly, “You greedy pig, you'd rather have money over your own life!”
Zhao Xiaobao grinned through his tears. “I learned from you, Young Master.”
Qiu Liansheng regarded Li Chengfeng from head to toe as if they were meeting for the first time. With an expression full of admiration, he said, “Brother, consider me… impressed! To defeat a cultivator as a martial artist, that's a first in more than a decade! Admirable, admirable!”