While on Mount Hua, my mind is at peace!

Chapter 3 Slaying the Black Wind Stronghold Bandits

It was lunchtime, and the inn was packed. Yue Feng and Lao Denuo, led by the waiter, shared a table with others. A young couple had been sitting at the table, quietly talking, but stopped when they saw Yue Feng and Lao Denuo approaching.

Yue Feng and Lao Denuo sat down at the table. Lao Denuo ordered the food, and just as the waiter was about to leave, Yue Feng suddenly said, "Waiter, put these two's meals on our tab as well."

"Alright!"

The waiter readily agreed and left. Laudenuo gave Yue Feng a deep look. Although this boy liked to act recklessly, even while in Fujian, he hadn't forgotten to cultivate goodwill for the Huashan Sect; he absolutely could not be allowed to live!

The man and woman exchanged a glance. The man clasped his hands in a respectful greeting to Yue Feng and asked, "Thank you for your generosity, brother. May I ask your honorable name?"

"My name is Yue Feng."

My name is Zhang San.

"My name is Li Si."

Yue Feng rolled his eyes and pointed at the man: "Your name is Zhang San?"

Zhang San nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Yue Feng then pointed to Li Si's ample chest: "Your name is Li Si?"

Li Si blushed slightly and lowered her head.

Yue Feng snorted, "I offered my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the gutter!"

Zhang San opened his mouth, about to say something, when suddenly a large group of people rushed in from outside, all with white cloths wrapped around their heads and long knives at their waists. After entering the shop, the group looked around and quickly locked onto Yue Feng.

"You little brat, we've searched high and low for you, and you still dare to sit here drinking with some girls! Brothers, it's time to avenge our boss! Anyone who doesn't step forward, I'll chop off their head!"

This caused quite a stir, and the guests in the inn started making a fuss.

"They're bandits from Black Wind Stronghold!"

"I heard someone killed their leader a few days ago; they've come seeking revenge!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! If we're too late, we'll inevitably get caught in the crossfire."

The guests filed out. The bandits from Black Wind Stronghold were after Yue Feng. With the others gone, the area was cleared out, so they didn't stop them.

Soon, only four people remained in the inn's lobby: Yue Feng, Lao Denuo, Zhang San, and Li Si.

Yue Feng ignored the Black Wind Stronghold members, picked up the wine bowl in front of Li Si, took a sip, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

Zhang San said leisurely, "Black Wind Stronghold is nothing to us, my fellow disciples. We were just about to repay the favor of this meal."

Yue Feng asked again, "Is your name really Zhang San? Is your junior sister really named Li Si?"

"We are orphans. Our master adopted us and gave us our names. He himself didn't have a name or surname, and he was uneducated. That's how it is."

Yue Feng nodded, finally believing him.

"Fine. But I'm not going to let you repay this favor for the meal so easily. Take this!"

Before Yue Feng could finish speaking, and before Zhang San and Li Si could react, he had already grabbed the benches under his buttocks and hurled them at the bandits of Black Wind Stronghold!

The bandits drew their long swords with a clang and cleaved the bench into several pieces, but the powerful internal energy emanating from the bench caused half of their bodies to go numb. At the same time, Yue Fengren arrived with the bench and charged into the bandit group.

Li Si suddenly stood up and took out a pair of Emei daggers from her lower back. Zhang San stopped her and shook his head.

His intuition told him that if Yue Feng didn't want him to repay the favor, it was best not to go through the trouble.

Thinking of this, Zhang San became even more curious about Yue Feng. Looking at Lao Denuo, who had just fallen to the ground because of Yue Feng's sudden attack, he asked, "I haven't asked this gentleman's name yet?"

Laudenau casually made up a name, and Zhang San narrowed his eyes, exchanged a few polite words with him, and then said nothing more.

Laudenau frowned inwardly: "This guy is so young, yet his insight is so sharp. I wonder which school of thought he belongs to."

On the other side, Yue Feng had already taken down a large group of bandits with a few punches and kicks, leaving only the second-in-command of Black Wind Stronghold still putting up a stubborn resistance.

Zhang San, Li Si, and Lao Denuo watched the battle together. They saw that the second-in-command wielded a single sword with the speed of the wind, combining offense and defense. Although he was from the outlaws, he was truly a master swordsman.

However, this swordsmanship was completely ineffective against Yue Feng's bare hands. Yue Feng didn't use any fist techniques either, relying solely on his internal energy and lightness skills to completely suppress his opponent.

Suddenly, the second-in-command's swordsmanship changed, from the previous unstoppable force to the ferocity of a mad tiger. He completely abandoned defense and was determined to fight Yue Feng to the death.

Zhang San frowned, thinking that even if he encountered such swordsmanship, he could only rely on his sect's lightness skill to stall for time until the opponent's internal energy was exhausted before making his move. Although Yue Feng's lightness skill was high, it seemed that it was only due to his profound internal energy; the technique of lightness skill itself was not very sophisticated. He was afraid he was in trouble.

Just as he was about to make a move, he saw Yue Feng gracefully retreat, flicking a nearby bench into his hand. With a bench in hand, his aura immediately changed. Zhang San's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly released his hand that was reaching for a hidden weapon.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Yue Feng used the stool as a shield to parry all of the second-in-command's sword techniques. The second-in-command's single sword gleamed with a blue light, clearly a sharp weapon, yet it didn't even leave a mark on the stool. This was naturally due to Yue Feng's profound internal strength, which allowed him to turn the impossible into the possible.

Before long, Yue Feng used the bench to pin the second-in-command against a corner of the hall. The second-in-command's attacks became shorter and weaker. Seeing that he had enough, Yue Feng suddenly parried the flying sword and smashed the bench down on the second-in-command's head.

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Yue Feng curled his lip. Five Tongda Points for the second-in-command of a mountain stronghold? Compared to the crimes he'd committed, it was far too lenient!

He thought about it and felt he was at a disadvantage. Seeing that the second-in-command's knife was quite nice, he picked it up, sheathed it, and hung it on his waist.

Keep it; you never know when you might need it.

At this moment, Zhang San, Li Si, and Lao Denuo walked over. Zhang San said, "Brother Yue, what skill you have! Could it be that your sect specializes in training on benches? Haha, haha!"

Yue Feng said calmly, "Haven't you heard that 'grass, trees, bamboo, and rocks can all be used as swords'? What's wrong with me using a bench to subdue my enemy?"

Zhang San stood at attention with respect: "Brother Yue is right. I would like to have a few more drinks with you, but it's too chaotic here. Would you mind moving to another place?"

Yue Feng nodded, called the shopkeeper over, and handed him the silver ingot containing the Diancang Twin Swords.

"This money is compensation for you. Please dispose of the bandits' bodies and report it to the authorities. Oh, and by the way, they should have had some silver on them, you know what I mean?"

The shopkeeper's shop was frequented mostly by people from the martial arts world, who would vandalize it at least seventeen or eighteen times a year. He'd never seen such a generous and responsible person before. He was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. Seeing Yue Feng about to leave, he quickly took out the shop's best jar of wine and insisted that Yue Feng take it with him.

Yue Feng didn't stand on ceremony. Holding the wine jar in one hand, he left the inn with Zhang San and the others.