The leader of the White Lotus Sect’s hidden dicinal point, Zhao Tashan, is a towering man of nine feet, covered in muscles.
His long hair is tied into a braid that hangs from the back of his head all the way down to his tailbone.
As a lackey reports to him, Zhao Tashan is shirtless, with a piece of raw beef in his left hand, chewing with big bites, while in his right hand he holds a bowl as big as a basin, drinking strong alcohol like a bull drinking water.
"What, soone dares to provoke our White Lotus Sect?"
Upon hearing the report from his subordinate, Zhao Tashan’s eyes bulge as big as copper bells.
His face is full of flesh, already extrely ferocious, and with his eyes wide open, the expression becos even more terrifying, capable of scaring children to tears.
"Boss, should we go out and take a look?" A White Lotus Sect mber drinking with Zhao Tashan at the sa table said.
He is a Second-Blood Martial Artist, the deputy leader of this base, and he usually has so authority here.
Zhao Tashan’s half-drunken eyes narrowed slightly, "We have a lot of dicinal herbs here. That person might be doing this to lure us out, a ploy to draw us away, and then co steal the herbs!"
He paused, seeming to think, and after a while, he said, "In that case, all of you pretend to go out in force to chase that fool who dared to provoke our White Lotus Sect!"
"I’ll stay in the herb storage and wait for that fool to co into the trap and give him a surprise attack!"
"As soon as he enters the door, I’ll chop him in half with an axe!"
"Alright!"
The other thirteen White Lotus Sect mbers echoed in agreent.
Soon after, the deputy leader led the other White Lotus Sect mbers out of the residence.
anwhile, Zhao Tashan grabbed his two giant battle axes with his left hand and took wine and at with the right, heading to the herb storage.
Upon reaching the herb storage, he imdiately closed the door, put down his axes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and continued to drink and eat.
...
The deputy leader led the group through two courtyards, and just as they were about to leave the mansion, he instructed everyone:
"Hold on, we need to make a show of force, let the person hiding nearby know we have all gone out to look for him, so he will enter the mansion."
"Understood."
"Got it."
The other White Lotus Sect mbers responded in unison.
They opened the door a bit wider and stepped out in single file.
The large street in front of the mansion was deserted and empty.
They looked left and right, guessing where the intruder might be hiding.
Finding no one, the deputy leader pointed to a few people, saying, "You go search that side!"
Then, he pointed to a few others, "You go search that side!"
He continued, "This ti, we’re all going out; we must capture the person and see who dares to provoke us!"
"Yes!"
Everyone agreed readily.
Just as they were about to scatter, a robust man wearing a monkey mask, dressed in martial attire, with his hair naturally loose, erged from a small alley in the distance.
Instantly, the eyes of the White Lotus Sect mbers focused on Su Que.
Su Que looked back at them.
"Who is this person?"
All the White Lotus Sect mbers had the sa question in their hearts.
"Could this person be the one who just provoked our White Lotus Sect?"
While everyone was in doubt, Su Que walked straight toward them.
"What is this person doing here? He shouldn’t be here to provoke our White Lotus Sect, right?"
A White Lotus Sect mber whispered to the others.
Since the White Lotus Sect arrived at Jade Water City, they’ve been attacked by Martial Arts Hall masters, gang disciples, soldiers, and martial artists.
These attacks were always group assaults.
They have never seen anyone dare to attack their White Lotus Sect head-on alone.
While they were pondering, Su Que got closer and closer, arriving within twenty steps of them.
"You..."
A White Lotus Sect mber was about to speak when Su Que suddenly stomped on the ground, his figure blurring.
Bang!
Both his fists shot out, unleashing the "Heart-Damaging Technique" fist force from the Seven Injuries Fist, hitting two White Lotus Sect mbers in the chest.
The two mbers’ chests caved in, and they flew out backward simultaneously.
Along the way, they crashed into three unfortunate weak mbers, killing them.
Seeing Su Que’s fist force, the deputy leader’s eyes lit up, as if he recalled sothing.
He had seen the corpses of those who delivered dicines a year ago and the recent corpse of Fan Wuyang, which showed that these people all died under extrely terrifying power.
With such power, it indeed made sense for one to face many of them, just like this person in front of them.
Faced with this person, he felt that even if they all joined forces, they wouldn’t stand a chance; even Zhao Tashan inside the mansion wouldn’t stand a chance!
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but shiver.
He no longer intended to care for the White Lotus Sect mbers beside him, nor intended to alert Zhao Tashan, who was in the herb storage.
He only wished to escape to avoid dying here.
"You go ahead, I’ll provide backup!"
The deputy leader whispered, then retreated behind the group.
The remaining seven White Lotus Sect mbers also realized Su Que’s strength, feeling very fearful inside.
But since the deputy leader had given the order, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and advance.
At once, two sabers, three spears, and two swords cut through the air, attacking Su Que.
The deputy leader, seeing the seven had begun their attack, quickly stomped his foot and leaped aside, intending to escape.
While noticing the attack of the seven, Su Que also observed the deputy leader’s actions.
He first punched out!
Seven Injuries Fist’s seven techniques all unleashed, seven different forces intertwined in the air, instantly enveloping the incoming sabers, spears, and swords.
Under the collision of the seven forces, the blades and spears all broke.
The short saber, short sword, and short spear flew and scattered in the air.
Su Que’s left hand snatched from the air, grabbing three spearheads and two broken sword pieces.
Then, he passed them to his right hand and fiercely hurled them at the fleeing deputy leader!
The three spearheads and two broken swords beca five shadows, tearing through the air, making a sharp whooshing sound.
In the next mont, a broken sword piece shot into the deputy leader’s shoulder, embedding the whole piece into his shoulder.
Simultaneously, a spearhead shot straight into the deputy leader’s back neck, piercing through his throat.
The other spearheads and broken swords missed, so embedded into doorposts, so into walls.
Su Que had never practiced using a hidden weapon, so he threw various objects at once, increasing the chances of hitting.
Even though the hit rate of the five objects was less than half, he still killed the fleeing person.
Next, he turned his gaze back to the remaining seven White Lotus Sect mbers.
The seven mbers holding broken weapons stared at Su Que, their eyes full of fear.
"Spare us, great hero!"
One White Lotus Sect mber first threw away his weapon and kneeled down with a thud.
"Spare us, great hero!"
Seeing their comrade begging for rcy, the other White Lotus Sect mbers also hastily threw away their weapons and knelt down.
"Where’s your leader?" Su Que asked bluntly.
Through the earlier confrontation, he clearly knew that among these people, there was definitely no Third-Blood Martial Artist.
"He’s in the mansion’s herb storage, ambushing the great hero," one White Lotus Sect mber imdiately betrayed Zhao Tashan, just to earn a chance to live.
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