The three masked burly men blocking the road all carried long sabers. They were sturdy-built practitioners.
One was well-proportioned, with long, steady breathing. Every movement he made was smooth and fluid. Though he had yet to develop Qi Sensation, he was already infinitely close to stepping onto the martial Dao Path, and he was the strongest of the three.
One had long, powerful arms, his hands covered in calluses. He was clearly an expert among outer disciples who specialized in hand techniques.
The last had a steady lower stance. Though he stood behind the other two, he held a loose bow stance, seeming ready to charge forward at any moment.
These three... were far stronger than the three hoodlums Lu Zheng had encountered in Peach Blossom Forest back then!
If he had met these three when he had first crossed over, at the very beginning in Peach Blossom Forest, he might not necessarily have been able to beat them! All three had their eyes fixed on Lu Zheng.
That was only natural. The old man wore ragged, patch-covered clothes and was obviously from a poor family.
But Lu Zheng was fair-skinned and refined. Though he wore only a blue robe, his clothes were clean and he looked spirited, like a scholar who did not lack money.
"Hey, scholar, hand over all the money on you!"
"Otherwise, we'll send in the white blade and draw out the red one. One slash will finish you!"
Then...
The man at the front looked at Lu Zheng, a strange gleam appearing in his eyes. The corner of his mouth curled up as he gave a lewd grin. "You deal with that old man. I'll have some fun with this kid first."
"Ugh—"
Goosebumps rose all over Lu Zheng's body. Then he saw that the