Chapter 3, Initial Trial of Skills (Part 2)

Li Fei felt drowsy, at times dreaming of his family and classmates, all looking at him with eyes full of sympathy; at other times, he dreamed of the heroes of Liangshan, as if he had also become one of them, eating meat heartily, drinking wine from large bowls, and roaming the rivers and lakes with the other heroes, acting with righteousness; then he dreamed again of being able to ride the clouds and mist, flying freely in the sky, feeling utterly joyful

"This wooden stick never lies; it flies at the slightest touch!" Li Fei stated word by word, "If others do not deceive me, I will not deceive others. If others deceive me, I will surely kill!"

After approximately twenty to thirty strikes, just as it seemed satisfying, Shi Qian suddenly swayed and vanished into thin air. Li Fei felt a wave of dizziness, his whole body weak and exhausted, as if his spiritual orifices had exploded with discomfort. He swayed a few times, took a deep breath, and managed to stand firm, avoiding any embarrassment.

Ma Hu believed he was about to take action, and hurriedly gathered his strength in anticipation, while the group of villains also tightened their grip on their weapons

The "Ma Family Army" was completely stunned, and only then did they react, kneeling down and repeatedly bowing their heads, saying: "Spare us, young hero! Spare us, young hero!"

Fortunately, Tang Tiexian, Zhao Daqian, and others rushed over, wielding flaming clubs and striking wildly, temporarily blocking Ma Hu and the others

Ma Hu was quite resolute, immediately slapping himself hard across the face. After delivering twenty slaps, his head still hadn't cleared, and he stumbled out, bursting through the main door, leaving a trail of blood from his nose. His comrades followed suit, after finishing, they pulled up their fallen companions and fled like the wind.

Shi Qian swiftly advanced, delivering a punch to the side of Ma Hu of mhetushucomcom, while his other hand deflected the man's knife, pulling Tang the blacksmith over. His movements were as fluid as flowing clouds and water, quick as a gentle breeze brushing against willows, executed in one seamless motion

"Shut up!" Scarface kicked Tang Tiejian behind the knee, forcing him to kneel on the ground, with the knife pressed against his shoulder. "Young hero, hahahaha, even a bear is better than you!" "One touch and you fly? I think the one who will fly with just a touch is you!"

Ma Hu hid behind others, watching coldly as Li Fei swung his long stick back. At the moment when the old strength had dissipated and the new strength had not yet emerged, he pushed someone out to serve as cannon fodder, causing the wooden stick to pause for a moment. He himself struck out like lightning, and with a "crack," he severed the wooden stick, leaving Li Fei with only a broken piece about the length of a grain of rice.

The crowd of strong men charged forward with loud shouts, and Li Fei had already stepped up quickly to meet them, swinging his bat horizontally at the group. With a whoosh, the scorched tip of the bat glowed red as it was swung down, fire and smoke whistled, and sparks flew, creating an astonishing display of power

Li Fei's face was pale, and his heart felt as if it were on fire. It was not only due to the humiliation of his defeat; the refugees had placed their hopes in him and supported him, yet he had let everyone down. Suddenly, a look of determination and ferocity flashed in his eyes, like a prey cornered with no escape, letting out its final roar

Li Fei was flustered and clumsily blocked a few strikes with the wooden stick, but it was eventually broken. The crowd surged forward, and he was caught off guard, being kicked out by Ma Hu.

The refugees in the temple, whether out of fear or reverence, mostly knelt down and bowed their heads. The strange and ancient occurrences before them could only be attributed to divine intervention or malevolent spirits, both of which are the greatest fears of mortals

The wooden stick is nearly three meters long, and with a single swing, it spans five to six meters wide, effectively blocking everyone. Li Fei, taking advantage of his momentum, wielded the fire stick back and forth, forcing them to retreat in disarray. Some attempted to defend themselves with their own sticks, but they were no match for Li Fei's strength; not only could they not withstand his blows, but they also ended up colliding into a heap.

Ma Hu seized the opportunity and struck fiercely with his knife. Li Fei hurriedly countered with his stick, but unexpectedly, Ma Hu's strength was far greater than that of an ordinary person, and he could not deflect the knife. Ma Hu continued to slash with one knife after another like a whirlwind, his strength and speed comparable to Li Fei's, and he displayed both offensive and defensive skills, demonstrating considerable technique

Ma Hu was momentarily taken aback, suddenly recalling something, and a fierce light surged in his eyes: "He is the one who killed our brothers at the city gate that day. Charge!"

Li Fei did not expect that Shi Qian was so capable. Now, how could he let Ma Hu go? Pointing at him, he said: "Slap his face for me, fifty times. No, no, a hundred times would not be too many!"

Shi Qian leaped in front of Ma Hu, launching a flurry of strikes with both hands. Ma Hu sensed something was amiss and attempted to counter with punches, trying to defend himself, but he could see nothing and was unable to block any of the attacks. To make matters worse, there was nowhere to escape; no matter which direction he turned, he was met with blows.

However, Li Fei did not rush over; instead, he formed a peculiar hand seal, with his right middle finger pressing against his thumb, and his index finger resting on the middle finger to create two overlapping circles. His ring finger and little finger were extended straight apart, focusing his mind on the spiritual aperture, and he shouted: "He * Tu * Shu 'Earth Thief Star Shi Qian! '"

Li Fei, in a moment of desperation, decided to give it a try. To his surprise, he truly summoned Shi Qian, which filled him with great joy: "Bring that person over!"

Hearing them walk far away, Li Fei could no longer hold on and collapsed straight down. The crowd was thrown into a panic, quickly supporting him and shouting loudly.

Everyone saw Li Fei gesturing and shouting, while Ma Hu pressed down on his side, and Xiong Yao bent over like a shrimp. Tang the blacksmith also automatically ran over to Li Fei's side. Then, everyone "voluntarily" threw their weapons over, holding their swollen faces in a daze, completely frightened. They were all dumbfounded because they could clearly see the events unfold, yet they could not perceive the presence of this person, Shi Qian.

A flash of dark light passed by, and Shi Qian suddenly appeared before him, cupping his hands and saying: "What matter do you summon me for, brother?"

The crowd of strong individuals shouted loudly, surged forward, and swung their clubs wildly

Li Fei had not yet had the chance to cheer when Shi Qian approached another person, executing the same method. He snatched the knife and delivered a slap in one fluid motion, the sound of "pipa" ringing continuously. One knife after another was thrown over, and none of the members of the "Ma Family Army" reacted in time; they had all been disarmed and slapped.

The group led by Ma Hu possesses formidable combat strength. Tang Tiexian and his companions lack the divine power of Li Fei and are simply unable to withstand the onslaught. In just a few exchanges, their fire sticks were knocked away. Zhao Daqian and two others were knocked to the ground, while Liu Baiqiang also received a cut. Tang Tiexian was restrained by two or three individuals and rendered unable to move.

Shi Qian dashed in front of Ma Hu and struck the back of his hand at the joint. Ma Hu felt a sharp pain in his side that penetrated to the marrow, and before he could react, his hand involuntarily relaxed due to the pain, allowing the knife to fall into Shi Qian's hand. Shi Qian tossed the knife towards Li Fei's feet and simultaneously gave Ma Hu two slaps with a loud "pa pa" sound.

Shi Qian was invisible to him, yet the force that struck his face was considerable, causing Ma Hu's eyes to see stars, his cheeks to swell significantly, and blood to spurt from his nose and mouth

Li Fei hurriedly defended himself, but the enemy was numerous, and many wielded long weapons, while the wooden stick in his hand was too short. He could block one side but not the other, and in an instant, he was struck several times. However, he did not feel much pain; fueled by adrenaline, he stopped defending and, relying on his speed and strength, fought fiercely with the short stick in hand. He knocked the enemies' weapons out of their hands, and several reckless attackers who charged at him were brought down to the ground.

In an instant, the mountain god temple resembled a chaotic altar of deities and spirits, with blood splattering from the flashing blades, curses mingling with screams, sparks flying, and people and horses tumbling over each other

Tang Tiejiang and others were overjoyed and hurried to pull out the burning branches and wooden sticks from the fire pile

When Li Fei caught another stick, Ma Hu had already placed the blood-dripping steel knife against Tang Tiexian's neck, sneering: "A bunch of rabble dares to challenge me, you little brat, kneel and kowtow, otherwise I will chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs"

At this moment, Li Fei could hardly stand, relying solely on his willpower to keep from falling. He knew that his skills were insufficient, and forcibly summoning Shi Qian had drained all his physical strength and energy. Had he known that Shi Qian could only be used for such a short time, he should have directly dealt with Ma Hu with a single strike instead.

Ma Hu's head continued to sway left and right, as if someone were still beating him. It took a while for him to regain his composure, and he hurriedly knelt before Li Fei, bowing his head and pleading: "Spare my life, young hero, spare my life! I will never dare again, please let me go!" He was not afraid of being beaten, but rather terrified to the point of nearly vomiting his guts out.

With each person wielding a stick, they forced Ma Hu and the others into disarray, hastily retreating towards the temple gate

In the end, he unexpectedly dreamed of the delicate and fragrant Li Shishi sitting beside him, using a finely crafted silver spoon to scoop up the meat soup, blowing gently on the small cherry-like mouth, slightly parting her pearly white teeth to test the temperature, and then bringing it to his mouth

Well, Li Shishi has also come out, the most renowned courtesan of the Song Dynasty is now my servant! ... I wonder if I can first touch her delicate little hand, as soft as a tender shoot, then pinch her beautiful face, as lovely as a peach blossom, and then ...

Heavens, could it be that the dream has come true

Li Fei hurriedly stepped forward to support Tang the Blacksmith, and then said to Shi Qian: "Take away their weapons and give each of them two slaps on the face"

As soon as this wicked thought arose, Li Fei woke up, still tasting the meat soup in his mouth. Upon opening his eyes, he indeed found a woman sitting behind him, one hand holding a bowl and the other scooping the meat soup to her lips, blowing on it, her movements and posture identical to those in his dream

At this moment, one must not let the enemy perceive one's situation; otherwise, the consequences will be severe. He nodded enigmatically and said: "Each of you slap yourselves twenty times, and then roll out. Anyone who dares to hold back will have their head chopped off"

The blacksmith Tang glared and shouted: "Do not mind me, young hero, quickly leave!"