Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 765 - 764 [Du Wanli and Bei Wei Clashed Palms]

Chapter 765: Chapter 764 [Du Wanli and Bei Wei Clashed Palms]

Shaolin’s Master Fang Zheng has passed away in meditation; Wudang’s One Sword Taoist has grown old; and Mount Hua’s Elder Feng Qingyang has become insane—all three of the most formidable people in the Ancient Martial World have reasons they cannot take the role of the ruler of the Ancient Martial World. With their positions vacated, aside from these three, the most qualified would be the Sect Leaders of the various great sects. Speaking purely in terms of combat power cultivation, Songshan Sect’s Bei Lengshi and the Five Poison Sect’s Du Tianqi are the two most powerful and competitive individuals. Both the Five Poison Sect and the Songshan Sect want to become the ruler of the Ancient Martial World, holding the power to command and issue orders.

Bei Wei is Bei Lengshi’s son. So far, Bei Lengshi had not shown himself, and he had been secretly observing to see which individuals and sects did not submit to his own. When the time came, they must be eliminated one by one. While some martial artists were discussing and recommending candidates, the Sect Leader of the Huashan Sect, Xian Yutong, arrived with several Huashan Sect disciples and took their designated seats without saying a word. Now only the Five Poison Sect and the Wudang Sect had yet to send anyone; the others had already arrived.

A few Songshan Sect disciples, disguised as independent martial artists, had mingled in with the crowd and started causing an uproar, nominating Bei Lengshi as the new ruler of the Ancient Martial World. This surprised many people. The astute ones naturally knew what was happening, while the less savvy were puzzled. Everyone knew of Bei Lengshi’s schemes, and if he became the ruler of the Ancient Martial World, it would be a disaster for the entire realm.

"Shaolin’s Master Fang Zheng, Wudang’s One Sword Taoist, and Mount Hua’s Elder Feng Qingyang—among these three, if any were to stand up and take on the role, we would have no objections," someone said. "But as they all have their reasons for not being able to shoulder this responsibility and as the Ancient Martial World is becoming more chaotic, with open and secret fights proliferating, we can’t wait any longer. We need a tranquil environment for cultivation, so we must elect the ruler of the Ancient Martial World today. I fully support the election of Songshan Sect’s Sect Leader Bei Lengshi."

"Indeed, if the three esteemed elders cannot take on the role, then looking across the entire Ancient Martial World, the only one with the qualifications to become its ruler is Sect Leader Bei Lengshi. Who else could possibly compete with him?"

"Exactly, I also support electing Sect Leader Bei Lengshi as the ruler of the Ancient Martial World."

"Agreed."

At that moment, the few Songshan Sect disciples in the crowd loudly shouted their support for Bei Lengshi to become the ruler of the Ancient Martial World, leaving many people speechless and at a loss for words. Many wanted to speak out against it and expose Bei Lengshi’s wild ambitions but dared not do so publicly for fear of reprisal.

"Bei Lengshi has no shame, resorting to such tactics. What thick skin," someone quietly remarked.

"In the Martial Arts World, might makes right. Anything is acceptable if it achieves the goal," Qing Chengyue commented coldly.

"No, if this continues, everyone will remain silent in their anger, and Bei Lengshi will truly become the ruler of the Ancient Martial World. We must think of a solution," said someone urgently.

Dongfang Meng became worried, and Ye Tianchen also frowned. To be honest, he, too, had not expected the Songshan Sect’s Bei Lengshi to stoop so low. With no one supporting or endorsing him, he had arranged for a few of his own to create a disturbance, ensuring that even if some people supported him, Bei Lengshi to become the ruler, he would later emerge and declare that those who did not support him could stand out. Given the current strength of the Songshan Sect and Bei Lengshi’s cultivation realm, who would dare openly oppose him? Wouldn’t that be courting death?

Just as Dongfang Meng was about to stand up and object, suddenly, an old hunchback charged towards the leading proponents of Bei Lengshi, striking one in the back with a palm. All those present recoiled, clearing some space.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several strikes of Sword Qi slashed towards the old hunchback, who smirked coldly. The canopy on his back extended, blocking the Sword Qi attacks. With a fierce press, he enveloped those who said they supported Bei Lengshi for the position of the Ancient Martial World’s ruler within it.

"Hmph, are these people part of our group of independent martial artists? Why didn’t I see them earlier?" the old hunchback scoffed with a smirk.

"Old hunchback, this is Song Mountain’s territory. You dare to attack and injure people here. In order to maintain the peace of the Ancient Martial World, the Songshan Sect has no choice but to offend you!"

Bei Wei, too, was startled, not expecting the old hunchback would suddenly catch the Songshan Sect disciples disguised as independent martial artists. If this plan were to fail, wouldn’t his efforts be in vain? Moreover, if these Songshan Sect disciples were exposed, it would greatly damage the Sect’s reputation. How could he explain this to his father, Bei Lengshi? Thus, Bei Wei fabricated a charge and attacked the old hunchback.

Slap!

A massive palm strike flew towards the old hunchback with an astonishing momentum, startling the other onlookers, who had not expected Bei Wei to have such powerful cultivation. Always, Bei Wei was one of the most hidden among the elite sons and daughters of various sects, with few aware of his combat power. The force of this palm was at least at the peak of the Mid Martial Venerate level, if not having reached the Late Martial Venerate stage—truly formidable.

The old hunchback’s cultivation was only at the Peak of the Late-stage Martial King, and though the canopy on his back was a treasure capable of some defense and slaughter power, it still was a difficult task to face this seemingly murderous palm strike from Bei Wei. He could only retreat quickly, controlling the canopy with Divine Thought to prevent the disguised Songshan Sect disciples from escaping.

Boom!

An figure charged forth, clashing palm to palm with Bei Wei, both equally matched. The astounding Martial Arts True Power dispersed in all directions, shocking everyone around who watched, agape. The newcomer’s cultivation was equally formidable, certainly no weaker than Bei Wei. In the entire Ancient Martial World, this person’s combat power was exceptional.

"It’s the Saint Heir of the Five Poison Sect, Du Wanli."

"What? Him?"

"I heard he ventured alone into the Sun Never Sets Mountain and actually survived?"

"Wasn’t he always pursuing a Martial Artist named Ye Tianchen? His brother died at Ye Tianchen’s hand. Why would he come here?"

Several independent Martial Artists started murmuring quietly among themselves. At the critical moment, Du Wanli had stepped in to foil Bei Wei’s lethal move. Of course, nobody would believe that Du Wanli acted out of kindness. In terms of ruthlessness, the Five Poison Sect was on par with the Songshan Sect. The opposition of the old humpbacked Bei Lengshi against the Songshan Sect for the leadership of the Ancient Martial World was somewhat advantageous for the Five Poison Sect. Otherwise, if the old humpback opposed the Five Poison Sect and Du Tianqi as the controllers of the Ancient Martial World, Du Wanli would undoubtedly have slapped him to death.

"Du Wanli, what do you mean by this? On the grounds of my Songshan Sect, you dare to make a move? You’re taking us too lightly, belittling not only my Songshan Sect but all the Eight Great Sects present here," Bei Wei said coldly to Du Wanli.

"What a big hat you’ve thrown onto me, Bei Wei. Don’t play those games with me here. I don’t have time for your nonsense. This Ancient Martial World’s conference is to elect a new leader, and since Bei Lengshi still dares not show his face, I say let our Sect Leader Du Tianqi take the position," said Du Wanli, a sneer forming at the corner of his mouth.

Bei Wei frowned. It wasn’t that he feared Du Wanli; in terms of combat power, they were well-matched, and both were the Saint Heirs of their respective Sects, boasting their own hidden strengths and foundations. However, the aim of his Songshan Sect today was to have Bei Lengshi become the leader. If they fought here, it would only plunge the Songshan Sect into a predicament and delay the selection of a leader for the Ancient Martial World.

"The Sect Leader of the Five Poison Sect, Du Tianqi, wishes to become the leader of the Ancient Martial World, it’s just a pity that there’s no one to nominate him. The candidate must be someone the majority agrees with, otherwise, it will be hard to win the crowd..." said Bei Wei, looking disdainfully at Du Wanli.

"So you’re saying your father already has supporters?" asked Du Wanli with a cold voice.

"Over the years, my father has endeavored for the peace of the Ancient Martial World and the safety of all Martial Artists. My Songshan Sect has always been dedicated to this cause. It’s clear for all to see, so naturally, there are people who support my father," Bei Wei claimed shamelessly.

"Really? Then where are these supporters? Why don’t I see any? Step out so I can see you," bellowed Du Wanli, purposely embarrassing Bei Wei, knowing that those few supporters of Bei Lengshi had been trapped by the old humpback using the treasured Douli.

"You... old humpback, you randomly injure people on my Songshan Sect’s territory, do you really have no regard for the Martial Arts fellows present?" Bei Wei suppressed his urge to kill as he grilled the old humpback.

The old humpback glanced at Bei Wei, then at Du Wanli. Knowing neither were good news, he coldly stated his intent, "I only didn’t want everyone to be deceived. These few are not independent cultivators at all, but disciples of the Songshan Sect in disguise..."

Boom!

As the old humpback spoke, the treasured Douli was suddenly withdrawn, revealing four Songshan Sect disciples originally concealed beneath it. They hadn’t had time to do anything more than throw on common clothes over their sect attire. Now, as the Martial Arts Power within the Douli shook them, their outer garments were dispersed, revealing the unique garments of the Songshan Sect, each bearing its emblem.

"These... these people really are Songshan Sect disciples in disguise?"

"The Songshan Sect is too shameless. Bei Lengshi’s lost all face!"

"I never expected them to stoop so low. Having such a person as the leader of the Ancient Martial World would be a disaster."(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)