Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

The tree, which usually seemed tall and strong with luxuriant branches and leaves, seemed so small and fragile in the face of this irresistible and powerful force. Its trunk cracked under the impact of the black palm force.

There was a crisp yet heavy breaking sound, and the branches and leaves flew all over the place like a sudden green storm. The dust was lifted up by this powerful force, spreading everywhere, covering the sky and the sun.

The entire scene became chaotic, showing how shocking and terrifying this blow was.

"laugh--!"

A sharp sound of energy breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

Li Mochou, who was not protected by Xu Xingchen, was not as lucky as Hong Lingbo. The [One Yang Finger] containing the most powerful and masculine force was like an invisible fire dragon.

With unstoppable force, it pierced through her left shoulder. The bright red blood gushed out instantly, staining her sleeves red and reflecting her face which was distorted by pain.

"what!!"

For a moment, Li Mochou let out a shrill scream, which was full of despair and unwillingness.

As the scream echoed, her already shaky body could no longer withstand the sudden heavy blow, and was forcefully knocked several meters away by the extremely powerful [One Yang Finger] force.

Li Mochou, who was hit by the [One Finger], rolled helplessly in the air for several times like a kite with a broken string. Every turn was accompanied by her painful moans and struggles.

Finally, she exhausted her last bit of strength and fell powerlessly onto the hard ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. The dust gradually settled, leaving only a shocking bloodstain stretching across the rough ground.

And the heart-wrenching silence all around, as if even the wind didn't have the heart to disturb this tragic scene.

"puff!"

A dull and desperate sound broke the silence around. It was the blood clots in Li Mochou's body that could no longer bear the burden and finally gushed out of her mouth, bringing with it an indescribable sadness and desolation.

At the same time, the wound on her shoulder instantly split open, and blood gushed out like a spring, quickly dyeing the originally spotless white Taoist robe red, turning it into a shocking scarlet color, as if it was her last tragic declaration before the fire of her life was about to be extinguished.

"Master! Master!"

Hong Lingbo had sharp eyes and saw the figure lying on the ground at a glance. Her heart suddenly tightened and she was horrified. She reacted almost instinctively and her pace instantly quickened. She rushed over like a gust of wind.

After reaching Li Mochou, she carefully reached out her hand, gently and quickly lifted up the injured upper body of Li Mochou, letting her lean on her arms, fearing to cause her any more pain.

"Master, are you okay?"

There was an anxiety and concern that was hard to conceal in Hong Lingbo's voice. Her eyes were fixed on Li Mochou's slightly pale face, trying to find a hint of comfort or answer in her master's expression.

However, when she lowered her eyes and noticed the shocking wound on her master's left shoulder, her heart sank. Blood was flowing out like a stream, soaking the originally clean and new light yellow Taoist robe.

The piece of cloth was dyed directly into a shocking dark red, which looked particularly glaring. Hong Lingbo's pretty face was full of worry, her brows were tightly furrowed, and there seemed to be tears flashing in her eyes.

But she tried hard not to let her tears fall, because she knew that at this moment she must be the most solid support for her master. She gently pressed her other hand near the wound of her master Li Mochou, hoping to slow down the blood loss. At the same time, she prayed silently in her heart, hoping that her master would be safe.

“Ling… Lingbo, this… this place is dangerous, we can’t stay… for long, I… we have to leave quickly!! Ahem…”

Li Mochou was seriously injured. Her originally pretty face was now as pale as paper without a trace of blood. She was breathing hard and saw her apprentice Hong Lingbo rushing to support her with an anxious look on his face.

A warm feeling welled up in her heart, but she was more worried about her current situation. Her voice was so weak that it seemed as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time, and she spoke to Hong Lingbo intermittently.

Every word seemed to be spoken with all the strength in her body. Her originally cold and beautiful eyes were now filled with anxiety and helplessness, and her eyes revealed deep worry about the surrounding environment and uncertainty about the future.

"Okay... okay! Master, you must hold on. We can't delay here any longer. We have to leave quickly and find a safe place!"

Hong Lingbo's voice was slightly trembling, but more importantly, it was filled with unquestionable determination.

After hearing the words of her apprentice Hong Lingbo, although Li Mochou was seriously injured, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes. She knew in her heart that it was her greatest luck to have such a loyal and brave apprentice by her side at this critical moment.

However, Hong Lingbo's mood at this moment was extremely complicated. Her heart tightened when she heard the voice, as if a huge rock was pressing on her chest, making her almost unable to breathe, and tears welled up in her eyes.

It was the worry and heartache for his master Li Mochou, and also the self-blame for his inability to change the current situation.

However, these emotions eventually turned into tears, which slowly slid down from the corners of Hong Lingbo's eyes, across her delicate face, and left behind a trail of crystal tear marks.

"Master, I will definitely take you out."

Hong Lingbo answered softly with sobs, her tone full of determination and eagerness. Her delicate hands supported her master even more forcefully, fearing that her master would slip away from her if she was not careful.

Deep in Hong Lingbo's heart, his master Li Mochou, the woman who always showed a cold face and was extremely strict with himself on weekdays, often made him feel an invisible pressure and unhappiness, and scolded him at every turn, as if his every move was not in her eyes.

However, whenever it was late at night or when he was facing challenges and difficulties alone, Hong Lingbo could not help but think of this seemingly cold-blooded master Li Mochou.

She pulled herself out of the abyss of despair and gave her a chance for a new life. If it weren't for Li Mochou's rescue, she might have died long ago, and she would not have had the experience and growth she has today.

It can be said that Hong Lingbo's continued life was entirely thanks to Li Mochou, and this kindness filled her heart with complex emotions towards her master, including awe and gratitude, as well as fear and alienation caused by strict discipline.

"Father! Father!"

At this time, the voices of the brothers Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen were filled with a bit of urgency and excitement. They recognized at a glance the old man in ragged clothes and disheveled hair. It was their father Wu Santong. The two brothers shouted in unison almost desperately.

Xu Xingchen's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. When he saw Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen, the two brothers who were known as idiots, actually respectfully called the old man with disheveled hair and untidy clothes "Dad", he immediately understood clearly in his mind that this man was the eccentric, paranoid idiot Wu Santong.

"I actually ran into the idiot Wu San Tong here!"

Xu Xingchen couldn't help but mutter to himself in a low voice, his tone filled with surprise and disdain that was hard to conceal. The corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up into a playful smile, and his eyes glanced at the three figures who were running towards Wu San Tong impatiently.

Wu San Tong and his two good-for-nothing sons, Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen, seemed to be watching a ridiculous farce. In his eyes, the running figures of the three people seemed particularly small and ridiculous.

Especially Wu San Tong's appearance, which made him feel contemptuous. There was deep sarcasm and disgust hidden in the depths of Xu Xingchen's eyes, and he sneered in his heart.

"This Wu San Tong is truly an out-and-out beast! He actually dreamed of marrying his adopted daughter He Yuanjun. This is completely unethical and outrageous to both humans and gods!"

Xu Xingchen's words were full of sarcasm and ridicule, and he obviously despised Wu Santong's actions, because in his opinion, Wu Santong's behavior was not only absurd, but also violated common sense. He attempted to marry his adopted daughter, which was a great insult to the ethics and morals of the world.