Unstoppable (1)

The wooden door was quickly smashed open by a group of menacing martial arts practitioners, only to be met with a desperate defense by eleven people. Not to mention Zheng Yutong and her friends, even Fatty knew that they absolutely could not let these people disturb Li Wei's seclusion. Every minute they held out would buy Li Wei a minute of time.

Therefore, everyone was putting in their best effort.

The long wooden stool in the fat man's hand hit an unlucky guy in the face first. The bearded guy let out a wail and fell to the ground, spinning around. Two of his molars were lying next to him.

"It's them! I recognize them. They're with that kid who stole our cultivation! Everyone, don't hold back, attack!" Several martial artists who recognized Zheng Yutong and her group shouted from the crowd, instantly igniting their anger. In no time, the two sides were locked in a fierce battle.

An Hei, he smashed a brick down on a man wielding a knife, then stomped on him twice. The fat man beside him was even more ruthless; anyone who fell to the ground would be struck hard in the groin, so almost none of those who fell could get up again. However, despite their ruthlessness, they couldn't withstand the sheer number of their opponents. Even Zheng Yutong and Green Conch, who possessed spiritual energy, were injured, and the others were covered in dust and dirt. The fat man, in particular, had half his face swollen up, his eyes were bruised and purple, and his clothes were torn to shreds in just a few minutes, yet he still roared and smashed down another man.

Soon, the invited experts couldn't stand it any longer. Initially, they hadn't intervened. Firstly, their side outnumbered them, and they disdained such a large-scale brawl. Secondly, the opposing side consisted of only eleven people, mostly ordinary people with little martial arts skill, so they hadn't paid them much attention. However, who would have expected that these eleven would manage to defeat dozens of others, and seeing that they couldn't be easily subdued, the experts decided to intervene.

A middle-aged man with a goatee drew his longsword from his back, fixed his gaze on the most valiant fat man, and sneered, saying to the men around him, "This bastard is like a mad dog, watch me kill him!"

Having said that, he used his Grass Skimming air and stepping on the heads of the people below, landing beside the fat man in a few bounds. Upon seeing the goatee, the fat man knew that this was a highly skilled martial artist, but at this moment he was already furious. In his words, he didn't care who this person was, he would take him down first.

So, the fat man stepped on the groin of the man who had been knocked down, and amidst the man's miserable screams, he swung a stool and slammed it down on the man with the goatee.

"Eat your fat grandpa's bench!" the fat man shouted as he hit him, his fat body giving him a rather imposing air.

His imposing manner might be enough to defeat ordinary martial artists with his bravery, but against true masters, he would be no match.

When the man with the goatee saw that the other party was actually swinging a stool at him, he snorted coldly. He drew a sword light with his Qingfeng longsword, and a series of crisp cracking sounds were heard. The stool that the fat man had just used to take down several people was shattered into countless wood chips.

"You mere brute, daring to oppose me? Die!" the man with the goatee roared, his Qingfeng Sword flashing with a sharp light as he thrust it towards the fat man.

The latter knew it was a matter of life and death, and hurriedly dodged, but ultimately could not dodge. With a 'thud,' the sharp longsword pierced through the fat man's greasy belly.

"Fatty!" Nina and the others exclaimed in surprise. An Hei, who was closest to Fatty, swung the brick in his hand and threw it at the man with the goatee.

Seeing the brick coming at him, the man with the goatee sneered, raised his hand, and smashed the brick to pieces with a single blow.

"I'll deal with this fatso first, then I'll take care of you!" Glancing at the An Hei, the goatee prepared to pull the longsword stuck in the fatso's body upwards, so that he could split the fatso's body in two.

He enjoyed watching a person's internal organs flow out of a large wound, and as if imagining the bloody scene that would follow, he excitedly licked his lips.

Blood foam trickled from the fat man's lips, but he stood ramrod straight. Behind him was Li Wei's cultivation room. The long sword pierced his body; at first, it felt icy cold, but then it burned with pain. Even so, the fat man didn't utter a sound of pain.

"Fuck your mother! When I get the chance, I'll kill you!" Even at this point, the fat man was still verbally abusive, and with his smug look, he made the goatee's lips tremble with anger.

"Fine, fine, I'd like to see how you, a dead man, will kill me!" the goatee snorted angrily and raised his sword.

Everyone present understood that if the fat man's stomach were cut open, he would surely die. Zheng Yutong and Green Conch, among others, looked anxious, but they were entangled in the crowd and could only watch helplessly.

The fat man sighed and slowly closed his eyes. He wanted to say some heroic words about sacrificing himself for his country, but his stomach hurt too much, and a feeling of weakness overwhelmed him, making him suddenly feel drowsy.

"Damn it, this is the end for me, Fatty. I'm not reconciled. Boss should avenge me, right?" Thinking of Li Wei, Fatty felt at peace. At least, he didn't back down at the last moment, so he had a clear conscience.

Life and death hung in the balance, but the fat man didn't get the sword that would rip him open. Just as he was wondering what was going on, he heard a voice that excited him.

"Sorry, this fat guy may be a bit sleazy, but he's my friend. I won't let you kill him!"

The familiar voice sent a jolt through the fat man's heart. He abruptly opened his eyes and saw Li Wei gripping the wrist of the man with the goatee who was holding the sword. The man was in so much pain that snot was streaming down his face, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free or move.

"You... you..." The man with the goatee had no idea what was happening; it seemed like only a moment had passed before his wrist was seized.

Seeing the pale-faced, swaying fat man, Li Wei's eyes flashed with murderous intent. A burst of black energy erupted from his hand, and in an instant, the man with the goatee let out a pig-like scream. Looking at his hand, the veins had burst open, leaving his entire arm riddled with holes, blood mixed with bone fragments flowing out. Just one glance was enough to send shivers down one's spine. Without a doubt, the goatee's arm was completely ruined.

No one knew where Li Wei had come from. Even Zheng Yutong and the others were staring at each other in disbelief. What they feared most was that these people would disrupt Li Wei's seclusion, but no one expected that Li Wei would emerge from seclusion at this crucial moment. Moreover, judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to have been disturbed. After all, if he had failed to condense his divine essence, Li Wei wouldn't have the energy and spirit he had now.

Zheng Yutong and the others were right; Li Wei had indeed successfully condensed his divine essence.

In fact, Li Wei had already heard the commotion outside when he was at the most crucial moment of condensing his divine essence. He was also clear that those troublemakers were definitely not someone Zheng Yutong and her group could handle at their current level. However, since condensing his divine essence had reached the most critical point, Li Wei could only force himself to calm down and spend more than ten minutes completing the final stage.

After his divine essence condensed, Li Wei immediately used the "Ghost Step" technique from the Nine Yin Transformation Scripture, rushing out suddenly. He saw the fat man who was about to die, so he quickly took action.

Li Wei showed no mercy to anyone who dared to harm his friend. He stepped forward and struck out with a palm, abruptly silencing the goatee's screams.

His entire head was blasted away by that palm strike. When the headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud, everyone present felt as if they had been choked, unable to utter a single sound.

Zheng Yutong and the others then had a chance to withdraw from the battle, and they all gathered around the fat man.

Almost all of them were injured. An Hei was covered in shoe prints, and his clothes were tattered. Zheng Yutong and the other women also had wounds of varying sizes. If it weren't for the spiritual energy protecting Zheng Yutong and Green Conch, they probably wouldn't have been able to withstand the attack.

Li Wei didn't have time to treat their Cure one by one. Fatty was in critical condition and might not survive if he wasn't treated immediately.

Li Wei drew his longsword and quickly applied a large amount of Golden Sore Medicine to the fat man's wounds. In addition, he also force-fed some oral Cure medicine into the fat man's mouth for free.

"We've done everything we can to save him. Now it's up to Fatty's luck!" Li Wei handed Fatty over to Zheng Yutong and the others, then slowly stood up.

"You all go back and Cure. Leave these people to me!" Li Wei walked out expressionlessly. Those who knew him well knew that Li Wei wouldn't return to normal unless he vented his anger.

At this moment, Li Wei was truly enraged. He knew the fat man's condition very well; that sword had pierced some of his internal organs. An ordinary person would have died long ago. Fortunately, the fat man was in good physical condition, which was why he didn't die immediately. But even so, whether he could survive was another matter. Thinking that the fat man had ended up like this to protect him, Li Wei felt a surge of murderous intent.

With each step Li Wei took, the more than two hundred people opposite him all took a step back. Although they were numerous, they were still intimidated by the aura emanating from Li Wei.

"Stop right there, all of you! He's just one person. So what if he's a grandmaster? There are so many of us. Do we need to be afraid of him? Let's all attack together. We'll exhaust him to death. Have you all forgotten how he absorbed our power?" a man shouted, urging the crowd on. The initially hesitant crowd was moved by his words, and many stopped retreating, gripping their weapons tightly and closing in on Li Wei step by step.

"Die!" The martial artist closest to Li Wei roared, thrusting his spear straight at Li Wei's chest.

In Li Wei's eyes, the man's movements seemed to have been slowed down several times, posing no threat whatsoever. Li Wei's reaction was simple: he kicked out directly, and the man's spear had only been halfway through its thrust when he was sent flying backward.

Before the plane landed, many people heard the sound of the sternum cracking.

Li Wei moved so fast that many people didn't even see it. Soon, a second man yelled and swung his broadsword at him, but Li Wei simply kicked him.

Bang!

The man, knife and all, flew more than ten meters away before crashing into the crowd. Whether he lived or died was none of Li Wei's concern. His kick was incredibly powerful, and in his rage, he held nothing back. Those who were kicked were left to their own devices.

The two were knocked down just like that, leaving the rest of the people horrified.

"What, didn't you come here to seek revenge? Come on!" Li Wei asked coldly, and for a moment, no one dared to answer.

Seemingly sensing the low morale, someone in the crowd shouted, "Boy, don't think you're invincible in martial arts. We know you're the chief disciple of the Wandering Dragon Sect. And let me tell you, you've used evil magic to steal the cultivation of countless martial artists in Qingzhou. This has already alarmed the prefect, who has ordered a thorough investigation of the Wandering Dragon Sect. Hmph, your evil cult will be wiped out of Qingzhou Prefecture forever..."

The man was about to say something more inflammatory when Daoist flashed before his eyes. Then he felt a hand, like an iron clamp, grab his neck. As he struggled to breathe, he finally saw who it was and was nearly scared out of his wits.

The person they were seeking revenge on had somehow appeared less than a meter in front of him, and his neck was being grabbed by that person. As for the people around him, upon seeing Li Wei, they all retreated more than ten meters, as if avoiding a plague.

For Li Wei, who possesses divine essence, using the secret technique 'Ghost Step' recorded in the Nine Yin Transformation Scripture to instantly reach a distance of more than ten meters and capture a person is as easy as turning one's hand.

The man in front of him seemed familiar to Li Wei from the very beginning, as if he had seen him somewhere before. Soon, Li Wei remembered that at the founding ceremony of the Wandering Dragon Sect, this man seemed to have stood behind Qin Wuji, so he must be a member of the Hunyuan Sect.

Having understood this, Li Wei stared intently at the other person and said, "Say what you just said again. What's wrong with the Wandering Dragon Sect?"

The Hunyuan Sect disciple, disguised as an ordinary martial artist, was utterly terrified. The scene of Li Wei killing the goatee was still vivid in his mind. At this moment, he dared not play any tricks and hurriedly told the whole story.

It turns out that as early as after Li Wei defeated Qin Wuji for the first time, Qin Wuji regarded Li Wei as a thorn in his side. Originally, he had obtained the Qi Transformation Manual technique and thought he could avenge his previous defeat, but a few days ago, Li Wei once again took away the four strands of spiritual energy that he had not been able to cultivate with great difficulty. Therefore, he completely went crazy.

Qin Wuji vowed revenge, so he bribed the prefect, who already had a grudge against Wandering Dragon Hermit and naturally joined forces with Qin Wuji.

It was precisely because of Li Wei's act of seizing the spirit that the prefect found a topic of conversation, and thus, several days ago, he took action against the Wandering Dragon Sect. Although the Wandering Dragon Sect had not yet been shut down, most of its disciples were under control, and Wandering Dragon Hermit was also imprisoned for allowing his disciples to commit violence. That wasn't all; Qin Wuji also sent men to gather a group to search for Li Wei's whereabouts. However, Li Wei and his men had remained in the inn for the past few days, so they hadn't found them. If it weren't for a cook in the inn being tempted by money and revealing Li Wei's presence, this situation wouldn't have occurred.

After listening to the man finish speaking, Li Wei sneered, and with a slight tightening of his fingers, the man's neck snapped like a chopstick. As soon as Li Wei released his grip, the man collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The remaining men, witnessing this scene, felt a tickle on their necks; clearly, they were stunned by Li Wei's moves. Staying would be futile, even with so many of them. So, after one of them shouted, "Run!", the two hundred-plus men scattered like birds.

And just like that, the farce came to an end.

Having killed several people, Li Wei's murderous intent dissipated. He took a deep breath and returned to the inn. At this moment, the fat man's condition was still not optimistic, but fortunately, it had not worsened.

"Take the fat man to the clinic. There, his chances of survival are much higher!" An Hei said. His divination had predicted great misfortune for today, and it had come true. Moreover, the unlucky one was the always lewd fat man.

Li Wei nodded, and the others hurriedly carried the fat man out of the inn and headed towards the nearby clinic.

Only after entering the clinic and being examined by the old doctor who assured him that the fat man was out of danger did Li Wei leave. He was going to find Qin Wuji. Li Wei had no intention of showing any mercy to this enemy; those who needed to be eliminated should be eliminated as soon as possible. Even for the sake of the fat man, Li Wei had to make Qin Wuji die.

Especially now that Li Wei has condensed his divine essence, he is basically fearless. With his divine essence, Li Wei can roam freely and without rivals, not only in Qingzhou Prefecture, but also in the prefectures, counties, and towns within a radius of thousands of miles. If he still hesitates with such abilities, he might as well buy a block of tofu and smash his head against it and die.

When Li Wei arrived at the Hunyuan Sect, he found that there were only a handful of people in the entire sect. Qin Wuji was not there. Fortunately, Li Wei had a solution. He captured a disciple who was left behind in the sect and quickly found out where Qin Wuji was.

Next, Li Wei rushed towards the Wandering Dragon Sect with murderous intent, because the disciple said that Qin Wuji was preparing to completely annex Wandering Dragon Sect and was currently dealing with the remaining disciples of the Wandering Dragon Sect.

When Li Wei arrived, the Wandering Dragon Sect was already guarded by a group of yamen runners, constables, and Hunyuan Sect disciples. Considering that the fat prefect was also involved, Li Wei was not going to hold back. After beating down the dozen or so constables, yamen runners, and Hunyuan Sect disciples, he entered the Wandering Dragon Sect directly through the main gate.

Inside the Wandering Dragon Sect courtyard, Qin Wuji stared grimly at the Wandering Dragon Sect disciples standing below, saying nothing. Just minutes before, he had beaten a disciple who was extremely loyal to Wandering Dragon Hermit so badly that his skin was torn and bleeding. Now, this disciple, used as a 'model,' lay on the bluestone ground to the side, using his gruesome wounds and bloodstains to intimidate the remaining disciples.