The impact sent the people who had charged back flying backwards. His hand pointed at Tok-ku Bu-ti.
"You're the one who intervened!" he challenged out loud.
Tok-ku Bu-ti stood up from his seat.
"Tonight I will take into account the debts between Wudang-pay and Bu-ti-bun!" shouted Song Ngo Lin back.
“It seems that you have forgotten that you are an apostate disciple of Wudang-pay!” quipped Tok-ku Bu-ti.
"Fu Giok-su is just a Wudang-pay apostate disciple!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed coldly. "In any case, tonight you don't expect to get out of Bu-ti-bun alive!" Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes shone with fire "I really didn't expect to come out alive!" said Song Ngo Lin while puffing out his chest.
“The party still has to go on. Let's fight outside!"
Song Ngo Lin burst out laughing. His feet are stamped.
His body leaped back and forth twice then stepped on the head of a guest and then shot out. Tok Ku Bwee looked at him with his mouth open. But he didn't say anything. Her feelings at that moment were very chaotic.
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Outdoors also installed a lot of lanterns. The situation is bright. Tok-ku Bu-ti stopped his footsteps. He flicked his sleeve once.
“I have forgiven you once before. Tonight, don't blame me if I intervene ruthlessly!”
Song Ngo Lin's drunken feeling had dissipated in parts due to the cool breeze. His face turned serious.
"Please!" he shouted. His body soared into the air. In succession he launched fourteen attacks. Tok-ku Bu-ti stands firm like a mountain Thay-san.
His appearance is also very calm. Song Ngo Lin's fourteen attacks were well received, but his face began to change. Song Ngo Lin's inner strength not only far exceeded before, but completely exceeded his expectations.
“Ping-san's Soat-lian is truly a medicine like no other. This person must not be allowed to live any longer!” he thought to himself.
Having got that thought, Tok-ku Bu-ti secretly deployed his Mit-kip-sin-kang. Suddenly his body moved. His palm slammed forward in a vicious manner. It turned out that Song Ngo Lin was not pushed back by the wind that hit Tok-ku Bu-ti's palm. His body floated and his left hand rotated. Suddenly, Tok-ku Bu-ti's hand was holding the dragon's head staff. He lunged back towards Song Ngo Lin.
By that time Song Ngo Lin's sword had also been drawn. His body slid through into the light of Tok-ku Bu-ti's dragon head staff. The fight took place with great excitement. Tok-ku Bu-ti attacked a hundred times in succession. But not once did he manage to restrain Song Ngo Lin. Even so, the young man pressed on towards him.
Song Ngo Lin jumped into the air. He somersaulted. His sword dived sharply and threatened Tok-ku Bu-ti's head.
Tok Ku Bwee went awry. He was also worried about his father's safety. "Be careful!" he exclaimed involuntarily. Tok-ku Bu-ti quickly shifted his footsteps and tilted his head. The gold bracelet that tied her hair broke off. But hearing Tok Ku Bwee's scream earlier, Song Ngo Lin stood stunned. Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes flickered briefly. His dragon head staff was waved.
Song Ngo Lin's sword was immediately parried. His left palm with a lightning motion smashed forward.
Song Ngo Lin was very surprised. In a panic he stretched out his hand to welcome the impact.
“Blammm!” body bounced two fathoms away. He instantly spat out a lump of fresh direction. Tok-ku Bu-ti's attack just now was completely unexpected. With Mit-kip-sin-kang he managed to once again injure Song Ngo Lin. The young man tried to get up. Tok-ku Bu-ti had already lunged forward again to hit Song Ngo Lin a second time. But Tok Ku Bwee had already rushed out and ambushed Song Ngo Lin.
"Retreat!" snapped my Tok Bu-ti.
Tok Ku Bwee didn't have time to say anything, next door
Song Ngo Lin's hand was already touching his shoulder. "Finally... I... can also die beside you!" he said in a hoarse tone and lips curved a smile.
"Siau Yang, don't be stupid!" said Tok Ku Bwee nervously. "Anyway, I won't marry Li Cu!"
Song Ngo Lin's eyes shone brightly. Tok Ku Bwee's tears got heavier. "If you die, do you think I can live much longer too?"
"It seems you like me too!" shouted Song Ngo Lin happily. He even looks like a crazy person. Not caring that fresh blood continued to flow from the corner of his lips.
Tok Ku Bwee nodded his head. "Hurry you go!" he reminded.
Song Ngo Lin also nodded his head as well. Tok Ku Bwee, who was watching from the other end, didn't know how he felt at that time. Tok-ku Bu-ti's face turned iron green. He flicked his sleeve. Tok Ku Bwee, who was bent down beside Song Ngo Lin, fell to the ground. Tok-ku Bu-ti stretched out his palm and smashed towards Song Ngo Lin.
Not to mention that the impact had hit its target, Song Ngo Lin's body had already shot up into the air and somersaulted over the courtyard wall.
"Chase!" Tok-ku Bu-ti gave orders frantically. Song Ngo Lin's body flashed. He slipped behind the flower cluster. His shadow had disappeared from sight. Even though his internal injuries were quite severe, but he once swallowed Ping-san's soat-lian, his body movements were still agile. Moreover, Hui-hun-cong is an inheritance from Wudang-liok-tips. Its greatness can be imagined.
The flower cluster was destroyed by the impact of the dragon head stick Tok-ku Bu-ti. But Song Ngo Lin was nowhere to be seen.
“That kid is already pretty badly injured. He couldn't have gone far. Search!” Tok-ku Bu-ti gave orders to his members.
Hundreds of lanterns and torches immediately lit up around the place.
–––
Talking is easy, but the reality is different. Until early morning, they still couldn't find Song Ngo Lin. What made Tokku Bu-ti's anger almost unstoppable was the disappearance of Tokku Hong who used the opportunity when they were all busy looking for Song Ngo Lin.
It must have been that slave girl who had secretly shown the way and helped Song Ngo Lin escape from that place! The more he thought about it, the angrier Tok-ku Bu-ti became. But he didn't know what else to do.
–––
Tok Ku Bwee did have the intention of inviting Song Ngo Lin to escape from Bu-ti-bun. Therefore, he waited at the end of the secret passage. But until the sun was high, Song Ngo Lin still did not appear. The Bu-ti-bun members also haven't returned yet.
Not unexpectedly ginkangnya so high. Tok Ku Bwee was surprised to imagine it. But his heart is also happy. What was worrying was that Song Ngo Lin's injuries were quite severe.
Will he be able to survive the whole journey?
Without thinking, Tok Ku Bwee immediately rushed forward. The destination is the place where Fu Hiong-kun and Song Han are. He hoped to meet Song Ngo Lin on the way. It was only there that Song Ngo Lin temporarily lived. Moreover, there is Fu Hiong-kun whose medical knowledge is quite high. The young man must have returned there. For this reason too, Tok Ku Bwee ran day and night tirelessly.
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Song Ngo Lin himself also intended to hurry back there. But in an instant, he felt that the injuries he had sustained were too severe. Surely he would not succeed in breaking through the encirclement of the Bu-ti-bun members.
When he entered the Bu-ti-bun building he was drunk. He didn't even think about getting out safely. His heart was too disappointed at the thought of Tok Ku Bwee's wedding. Now he understood the girl's heart. In fact, he was no longer interested in dying in a ridiculous way like what he was going to do earlier.
In the past, he had smuggled into Bu-ti-bun and was a member of it for quite a long time.
He also paid close attention to the circumstances around him. Because of that, he also managed to hide himself without being noticed by the Bu-ti-bun members. Along the way, he repeatedly hid and then sneaked. Unknowingly he had arrived under the wall of Liong-hong-kek. At that moment he had already made up his mind. Liong-hong-kek is a forbidden area for all Bu-ti-bun members. It must also be a safe hiding place. The wall was about four fathoms high. It wasn't easy for him to jump up with such a bad wound. Song Ngo Lin was still reckless he took a deep breath then stamped his feet.
In midair he somersaulted again and shot upwards again. His body still couldn't reach the top but his hands still managed to hold on tightly to the top of the wall. With great difficulty he climbed up. After that his body slid down like a sheet of paper blown by the wind. His head was dizzy seven around. He fell on a stretch of grass.
Desperately he climbed up into the attic. Gradually he crawled. After being hit by Mit-kip-sin-kang, he didn't have time to rest at all. He should have sat cross-legged and gathered his pure air. But where is the chance for him to do all that. Meanwhile, to save yourself is still a problem. Of course the wound was getting worse. The light above the attic was still on. Song Ngo Lin was still trying to crawl.
–––
Sen Man-cing had not slept yet. He was still sitting in front of the light in a daze. Today is a good day for Tok Ku Bwee. As a mother, she can only sit stunned while silently praying for her daughter's happiness. Under these circumstances, how could he possibly fall asleep?
Since the sun went down he had been sitting there. So far he still hasn't woken up. He felt silence envelop his heart. But the feeling is already immune. Just at that moment, he heard the sound of an inhalation.
It's not right to say breath. Gasping for breath is more appropriate. But who?
Finally Sen Man-cing's face showed a change. His body flashed silently to the side of the door. Then he reached out his hand to pull the door. Song Ngo Lin with his body covered in blood immediately drooped. He fell at Sen Fishing's feet.
The middle-aged woman was very surprised. With his movement speed, he still didn't have time to support Song Ngo Lin's body. But finally he bent his body to support the young man. At that moment, he saw another piece of jade hanging from Song Ngo Lin's neck.
“Moreover, this jade is a memento gift for my love for Song Liong Tojin. Why be on this young man? Is there a special relationship between them?” said Sen Man-cing in his heart.
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After the clasp has passed. Song Ngo Lin just regained consciousness. Guat Ngo also just arrived. He reported what happened in the pendopo room. Of course he recognized Song Ngo Lin. According to the news he got, this was the young man Tok Ku Bwee loved. This was completely beyond Sen Man-cing's expectations.
But the madam had not forgotten that she was the apostate disciple Wudang-pay who was accused of killing Song Liong Tojin.
If you pay attention, this young man doesn't look like a bad person. Was the news he heard just slander? Or is there a misunderstanding in it?
Therefore, as soon as Song Ngo Lin regained consciousness, he immediately pressed him with questions,
“Why should we kill Ci-siong? How could you do such a heinous thing?”
Song Ngo Lin was wide-eyed at being shot like that.
But a moment later he understood it.
“The person who killed was actually the current ciangbunjin, Fu Giok-su. After learning that I could also practice martial arts, even Song Liong Tojin himself taught it, so he slandered me. Yansupek himself understands everything about this problem. Soon we will be leaving for Wudang-san to sort this out," he said calmly.
Sen Man-cing watched Song Ngo Lin closely.
"How can I know if you're not lying?" he pressed back.
Although his suspicions still remained, his tone had softened a lot. Song Ngo Lin pondered for a moment.
“Forgive Boanpwe's impudence. Is Hujin named Sen Man-cing?”
Sen Man-cing nodded his head. Song Ngo Lin showed off the jade hanging around his neck.
“Before closing his eyes, Sifu gave this piece of jade to Boanpwe. Sifu also ordered me to look for Hujin in Bu-ti-bun.”
"What else did he say?" asked Man-cing with a touched heart.
"No more." Song Ngo Lin lowered his head. His face turned pale. He opened his mouth and spat out a fresh clot of blood. But he still tried to continue his words. “By that time, Sifu's injuries were very serious. After saying a few words, his breath stopped.” His words finished, again he vomited fresh blood.
Sen Man-cing considered for a moment. Finally he stretched out a pair of palms on Song Ngo Lin's back and channeled his inner strength. Song Ngo Lin was stunned.
“Hujin, you...”
"Do not talk too much! Gather pure air to heal wounds!” Sen Man-cing channeled his own pure air into Song Ngo Lin's body.
The young man sighed. Finally he circulated the pure air he received throughout the circulation of blood in his body. Right at that moment, Sen Man-cing just felt that his pure aura was out of control. Like a rushing river flowing on.
"Strange," he muttered to himself. His mind moved. Just as he was about to retract his palms, the pair of palms seemed to have been smeared with glue and could not be pulled away.
The more he rebelled, the pure air flowed the faster. Also getting louder.
Meanwhile, the pure air in Song Ngo Lin's body seemed to be racing ahead of each other. Roll after roll one after another, even penetrating the two most important veins in his body. Meanwhile, Sen Man-cing's face turned from red to white. So pale and frightening, as if not even a drop of blood was flowing. On the other hand, Song Ngo Lin's face was as red as a boiled crab. It was to the point that he himself was astonished. It turned out that his own pure air at that moment turned into such a strong and swift.
Could it be Sen-hujin...?
His mind was just moved, when suddenly he felt the vein that determines his life and death had also been penetrated. Song Ngo Lin only felt his head almost explode, then he fell unconscious.
Sen Man-cing shivered violently. He was knocked back and crumpled to the ground. Guat Ngo who witnessed the situation was shocked half to death. Panicking, he stepped forward to support Sen Man-cing. "Hujin, what happened?" he asked anxiously.
“Ti... it's okay...” Sen Man-cing's voice was like that
weak. His face was deathly pale. At that moment, he felt his body go limp. He turned to Song Ngo Lin . The young man was just like a statue made of clay. Not even moving. A thin plume of steam billowed from his body. He was like being steamed on top of a steamer of rice with a smoldering stove underneath. Guat Ngo also saw what happened to the young man.
He was very surprised.
"Hujin, why him?"
Sen Man-cing seemed oblivious. His eyes instead watched Song Ngo Lin's face closely. Suddenly he realized something, in discordant tone he laughed out loud. The laughter seemed so happy but also sad.
"Twenty years later, it turns out that this is what actually happened," he muttered while continuing to laugh. Guat Ngo didn't understand at all.
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Day after day passed. Song Ngo Lin was still unconscious as well. On the surface of the skin collect layers like cobwebs. It's getting thicker every day. By the seventh day, Song Ngo Lin's face had turned white as cotton. The cobweb-like layer had also filled his face.
“Hujin, why is he still unconscious as well?” Guat Ngo never forgets to ask this question every day.
"In time he will wake up on his own," Sen Fishing's answer was always the same.
"What else is he waiting for?"
"Rise from the dead."
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The same morning, under the gazes of the Bu-tibun members, Tok-ku Bu-ti walked out of the head office. Li Cu followed him from behind. This time, Tok-ku Bu-ti only asked him to serve him.
The challenge letter from Fu Giok-su has arrived. Tok-ku Bu-ti left Bu-ti-bun, precisely to meet the challenge.
While walking, he did not forget to remind his trusted people.
“My departure is to meet a challenge. I believe that once I get there, Zhao Bouw will definitely gather the Go-bi-pay and Wudang-pay disciples to charge into this place. You have to be more alert and careful!”
Every time someone mentioned Zhao Bouw's name, Hek-paisiang-mo felt like he was about to explode.
"Just leave with a calm heart. As for Zhao Bouw, we will definitely make him come alive, come out as a corpse!” said Hek-mo-cian.
“Besides, the Go-bi-pay students have almost been killed by our side. The rest is minimal at best. Not likely to have much effect. Meanwhile, the average Wudang champions have also been killed by Fu Giok-su. The rest is nothing to worry about," said Pek-mo-cian.
"Talking is easy. But there's nothing wrong with being on guard against all eventualities!”
“We will certainly remember it well. Regarding the fight above Kuan-jit-hong, please Pangcu pay attention too!” said Hek-pai-noon-mo in unison.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed heartily. "If you look at Fu Giok-su's martial arts, who is not much but dares to challenge me, if he isn't crazy, there must be some plan hidden in it."
"That is why Pangcu has ordered Cian-bin-hud, Teng-cu, Cukek Ming to gather there beforehand to oversee all possibilities," said Hek-mo-cian.
"They've been following me for years. Although their martial arts skills are not high, their experience is enough to face tough enemies. What's more, they also brought in expert investigators," said Tok-ku Bu-ti with a broad smile.
"Pangcu himself expects nothing but certain news."
"Usually if we know the position of the opponent and his tricks, we will definitely achieve victory."
As they spoke, they had already passed two rows of Buti-bun members lined up to see off Tok-ku Bu-ti. Then two members brought the mounts they would ride. Under the gazes of Bu-ti-bun's disciples, Li Cu and Tok-ku Bu-ti galloped away from the place. Dust immediately flew around the area.
Along the way there are always Bu-ti-bun investigators giving reports. But what they say is all the same. They only saw Fu Jade-su riding a horse rush past. And he is alone.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, they noticed secret codes left by investigators. All indicate a safe state. Tok-ku Bu-ti and Li Cu tied their horses to a large tree trunk, then continued on foot. Arriving at Kuan-jit-hong, they still found nothing suspicious. Li Cu's heart calmed down. But it was Tok-ku Bu-ti's face that turned even darker. What people always say is true. The old ginger is spicier. Tok-ku Bu-ti has traversed the world of Kangouw for decades. The calmer the atmosphere he was in, the more suspicious his heart was. The calm as he saw it now made his heart even more uneasy.
–––
Over the hill the wind blows hard. Fu Jade-su stood straight against the wind. Her clothes and hair fluttered. A stick beside him seemed to be welcoming a gust of wind. All that was visible was a stick and its people.
Tok-ku Bu-ti stepped slowly. When he was less than three fathoms away, Fu Giok-su just turned around. He poked deep with a face full of smiles. "Tokku Pangcu, Siaute has long admired your big name!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed dryly. “Fu-ciangbunjin really is a perfect man!”
"Thank you," Fu Giok-su's eyes turned towards Li Cu's face. “Buncu is known as a clever human being. It turns out that today you dare to take danger without thinking too much.”
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed heartily. “What is the meaning of Fu-ciangbunjin's words. This?" he asked quietly.
“By relying on Siaute martial arts, it is impossible to match Tok-ku Pangcu. But I insisted on challenging you, didn't you immediately suspect that something was wrong?"
"Indeed it was in my guess," said Tok-ku Bu-ti with a face that didn't show any feelings.
"That is why Tok-ku Pangcu ordered Cian-binhud, Teng-cu, and Cukek Ming to prepare well in advance."
Hearing those words, Tok-ku Bu-ti's face started to change.
"Where are they now?" asked Li Cu.
“Here...” Fu Jade-su clapped his hands twice.
––––––––
At the same time, three floating human figures fell from above. Three corpse figures.
Cian-bin-hud's bald head was almost split into two parts. Cukek Ming's clothes were full of bloodstains.
I don't know how many poison needles stabbed his body.
Meanwhile, Teng-cu's chest was badly cracked and even the hole in the middle was horribly gaping.
Li Cu was furious. Just as he was about to lunge at Fu Giok-su, Tok-ku Bu-ti already forbade him.
“Today's fight is a settlement of debts between Bu-ti-bun and Wudang-pay that have been going on for hundreds of years. Why would an outsider meddle in this matter?” asked Tok-ku Bu-ti as calmly as possible.
“Did Grandfather not see that they did not die today?” Fu Giok-su turned around to ask a question instead.
"Judging from what you said, those people you invited, today won't interfere in our affairs?"
"You have to ask the person yourself!" Fu Giok-su's look deliberately made him feel awry. “They are cianpwe troops to me. There is a saying, the young must do what the old say!”
"Good! What a fine saying!” Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes turned to Li Cu. It was as if something was hidden in his eyes.
Fu Giok-su apparently got the look in his eyes just now.
“There is no need for Pangcu to signal Li Cu for help either. Two hundred and seven members of Bu-ti-bun who traveled secretly with Tok-ku Pangcu, none of them are still alive!” he said suddenly.
Li Cu was shocked. Tok-ku Bu-ti's face changed greatly.
"It's really hot the way you intervened!"
Fu Giok-su squeezed his hand while smiling broadly.
"Little guts is not a real man, it's not abominable to keep a low profile!"
"Good!" exclaimed Tok-ku Bu-ti once again. "The life and death of the disciples of Go-bi-pay and Wudang-pay, surely you don't care at all either!"
Fu Jade-su's smile grew even wider. “Today you don't die, in the future you have to die too. That way, dying right now wouldn't be a problem, would it?”
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed discordantly. "Apparently, today I also don't expect a fair fight!"
"In the beginning, it still felt fair."
Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes swept around. “Friends who are hiding themselves.... You may come out already
Now!"
Just as he finished speaking, from behind a large rock, Thian-ti walked out smiling.
"Tok-ku Bu-ti, twenty years have not met, to think that you have aged so much!" he quipped.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes were very sharp.
"Maybe it's because you cursed me every day in the cold lake behind Wudang-san for almost twenty years," Tok-ku Bu-ti quipped no less cynically.
Tian-ti's face immediately darkened. At that moment, Rain, Wind, Lightning, and Thunder also appeared simultaneously. They took their respective positions and locked Tok-ku Bu-ti and Li Cu.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's appearance is still cool and calm. “The figure of Siau-yaukok appears all at once. If I were Tok-ku Bu-ti to lose, I would be proud too.”
“Actually, you already knew Jade-su's origins from the start. At that time you should have thought that we would definitely show up too.”
"Unfortunately I didn't think about that," said Tok-ku Bu-ti laughing broadly. "I've never paid attention to humans who for tens of years can only hide in rat holes!"
Thian-ti snorted angrily. “What a sharp mouth. Spectacular! Spectacular!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti raised his head and laughed out loud.
"If you want to advance, right now you can all advance!"
“For the time being Jade-su alone will suffice.”
"How many grandchildren do you have?" asked Tok-ku Bu-ti suddenly.
"Just this one!"
"You're not afraid of your descendants breaking up here?"
Thian-ti laughed heartily. "Giok-su didn't practice Mit-kipsin-kang anyway. His body is also very healthy. Why are you afraid of breaking up?”
At that moment, Tok-ku Bu-ti felt as if a large needle had stabbed into his solar plexus. His face darkened instantly. Seeing this situation, Tian-ti was very proud.
He burst out laughing.
“In Sun-ji's opinion, let's just end this conversation here. If this continues, of course we will be considered unfair,” said Fu Giok-su.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed coldly several times. Fu Jade-su took two steps forward. The toy in his hand shook. You can see the glitter of flowers. The shadows are like hundreds.
"Please Tok-ku Buncu teach a lesson!" said Fu Giok-su as he stretched once again.
"Very good!" said Tok-ku Bu-ti. His dragon head staff was tugged, then flicked forward. This move didn't seem to contain any changes, but its power was like thunder rumbling breaking the silence of the earth.
Fu Jade-su didn't parry the attack. He shifted his body. Toya in his hand pulled. You can see the stick is split into two parts with a chain in the middle as a connector. Fu Giok-su slashed the tip of the stick towards Tok-ku Bu-ti's throat. With great difficulty the man managed to avoid it. His dragon head staff spun around. Fu Jade-su shot back.
As soon as the opportunity arose, he pressed forward again. He attacked incessantly. The target area is always Tok-ku Bu-ti's throat.
The shadow of Tok-ku Bu-ti's body flashed like arrows aimed from left and right. Sometimes the palm of his hand hit.
“Wudang-liok-tips I've seen and even tasted a few times. But no one plays it in such a vicious way as you do,” said Tok-ku Bu-ti coldly.
"Unfortunately still unable to injure Tok-ku Pangcu!" replied Fu Giok-su while changing his movements. Coa-tiakata-sa-sut was immediately deployed. This coa-tiau-cap-sa-sut has never been passed down to anyone. Tok-ku Bu-ti had never seen one either. For a moment he couldn't determine Fu Jade-su's movements, instead he was pushed back three fathoms.
“Is what you are playing also Wudang-pay science?” asked Tok-ku Bu-ti curious.
“To be honest, this one is a Wudang-pay heritage that has never been passed down to anyone.
His name is Coa-tiau-cap-sa-sut!” while answering, Fu Jade-su did not stop moving.
Now he uses the Coa-hua-liong-hui (Snake Turns Into Flying Dragon) style. His body jumped into the air and spun several times. Really like a magic dragon flying in the sky. His pair of palms suddenly clasped together. As he floated he gripped the dragon head stick of Tok-ku Bu-ti. The pull was so strong that Tok-ku Bu-ti's body shook too.
Thian-ti took the opportunity well. A pair of palms slid threatening Tokku Bu-ti's shoulders. The man had to let go of his dragon head staff. Meanwhile Rain, Wind, Lightning, and Thunder were crashing from four opposite directions.
"Low human!" Li Cu snapped angrily. His body slides. A pair of jit-guat-luns in his hands flew forward. Who knows, just as he found an opening to charge in, Tok-ku Bu-ti's leg had already arrived in front of him and kicked Li Cu, sending him flying away. Li Cu naturally did not expect it at all.
"Go, hurry!" snapped Tok-ku Bu-ti in a loud voice.
“Sifu...” Li Cu called as he took another two steps forward.
"If you don't go, I will kill you first!" shouted Tok-ku Bu-ti angrily.