Eternal Honor
Chapter 12: The Shen Tu Clan

Facing Guan Peng's delicate and brilliant palm strike. Li Fuchen rose up in the air with his feet like a chaotic hurricane, his kick pointing towards Guan Peng.

Cyclone Kicks against Soft Flowing Palms!

Pop! Bang out! Pow!

As palms and kicks were exchanged like aggressive bursts, dust began to accumulate around him.

"Fifth level Water Moon Technique!"

Guan Peng and Li Fuchen both retreated, no one was superior in this exchange.

A glowing glint was seen in Li Fuchen's eyes.

His Cyclone Kick was at the completion stage, his enemy's Soft Flowing Palm was clearly not at the same level as his. The level of his technique was the same as his, but Guan Peng's cultivation level was one level higher than him.

"The A2 star bone frame isn't much."

"He really held it..."

Li Fuchen gracefully floated back to the surface, exuding elegance in his every move.

Li Fuchen's confident sight shocked the audience. Although they did not expect him to fall so gracefully, seeing that he actually did so, shocked them.

"To be able to block my Gentle Flowing Palms, is not bad at all. But how long can you continue?

Silk River! (palm movement)" Guan Peng's face twitched. With the activation of the fifth rank Water Moon Technique, he carried moisture like gum on his palm, forcing his palm to cut through the air everywhere.

Soft Flowing Palms is one of the middle-class yellow palm art of Guan Can. There was a time where Guan Yue used her Flowing Soft Palms to attack the 4 Origin Realm experts together and get rid of them.

"Violent storm!" (kick movement)

Li Fuchen's combat skills were heavily honed over the past few days. Against Guan Peng's palm strike, Li Fuchen twisted his form like a tornado, rose into the sky, then threw it towards Guan Peng. It felt as if the space around them was covered with a shadowless kick.

"S**l!" shouts Guan Peng. Li Fuchen's kick seemed to have an advantage against the subtle characteristics of his Soft Flowing Palms. The previously produced gum-like moisture breaks down, causing anger to mask Guan Peng's assertiveness.

Peng...

Guan Peng had no choice but to retreat again and again. Now both of his arms are worn out.

No matter if he was right or not, Guan Peng took the steel sword at his waist and charged at Li Fuchen.

The swish!

The ends of Li Fuchen's sleeves separated cleanly.

"How can't you know your shame."

Still in the air, Li Fuchen used an inhuman speed to pick up his steel sword, then used Shao Shangs Sword Style to attack Guan Peng who was below him.

Clangs!

Sparks were sent everywhere as Guan Peng raised his sword to defend, the force from Li Fuchen was extremely strong causing Guan Peng's knees to limp.

Clink, gang, clank!

Using force for defense, Li Fuchen returned to the air. He used 5 strikes against Guan Peng's sword.

A mouthful of blood spilled as Guan Peng knelt under the pressure. Her hair was scattered and her face was as white as sheets.

"You dare to take revenge for your sister with this kind of weak skill. You're just embarrassing yourself." Li Fuchen gave a heartless speech.

Pfft!

People around were flinched. This look is exactly the definition of power. Who cares if you have a 2-star bone skeleton, you still have to kneel before me. The streets were silenced, all eyes were on the dazzling Li Fuchen.

"Forgiveness is a virtue, the people of the Li Clan must learn generously. Unless you want to cause trouble. A voice came from a place not far from here.

"That's Shen Tu Liang."

Everyone looked towards the voice. Once they recognized him, no one dared to make a sound.

Be it the Li Clan, the Guan Clan, or the Yang Clan, the peasants did not dare to debate it, at least there was no debate that always sounded about them. But the Shen Tu Clan was the only one above them.

Because the Shen Tu Clan was the ruling clan of the city, which controlled the destiny of Yunwu City.

As long as the Shen Tu Clan existed, the place to become the number one clan in Yunwu City would always be theirs.

This young man was around 16 years old, wearing a silk robe, and carrying an aura of nobility. He tends to tilt his head upwards, giving off a feeling of power.

"Sincerely I am to young master Shen Tu Liang."

Li Fuchen knew who he was. He was none other than the nephew of the city lord.

An expert at the sixth level of the Qi Realm at the age of 16, with a 1-star bone skeleton. Since he learned the secret technique of the Shen Tu Clan, the Shao Yang Luo Technique, his strength was actually on par, if not better than Guan Peng.

Satisfied with the respect given by Li Fuchen, Shen Tu Liang began to speak, "Li Fuchen, is it necessary to make a kneel while competing? Moreover, the relationship between the Guan and Li Clans was good in the past. You don't have to corner them, do you? How about this? Apologize to Guan Peng. I'm sure you won't reject my good intentions?"

Li Fuchen's expression turned sour the moment he heard what Shen Tu Liang said. It seemed like he was right when he thought that the city lord and the Guan Clan were on good terms. Seeing how Shen Tu Liang sided with the Guan Clan.

"I'm sorry, that's the only thing I can't do." Li Fuchen refused with a direct answer.

"Why? Is brother Fuchen not looking at me respectfully at Shen Tu Liang?" corner.

"It's not about respect but he doesn't deserve to apologize. I have business to do, I'll go."

"Hmmm!"

Shen Tu Liang was not happy. He thought he had given Li Fuchen enough courtesy, yet Li Fuchen treated him as nothing. This makes it uncomfortable and threatened.

Just as he wanted to start the attack, Li Fuchen interrupted, "Young master Shen Tu Liang, you can't win against me. I only used 70% of my strength during the fight with Guan Peng." Even as Li Fuchen spoke, he did not even face Shen Tu Liang.

Hearing what Li Fuchen said, Shen Tu Liang froze. His expression became awkward, he did not know if Li Fuchen was telling the truth, but if it was real, Shen Tu Liang really had no chance against Li Fuchen. He did not want to be humiliated with Guan Peng, even if he knew Li Fuchen would not dare.

"I will remember today, the Li clan and Li Fuchen." Shen Tu Liang spoke with hatred.

With blood still at the tip of his lips, Guan Peng struggled to stand up, he glared at Li Fuchen's back, thought of revenge then extended his hand to Shen Tu Liang, "Thank you for helping, thank you for helping, young master Shen Tu Liang."

"What's going on? How can you be defeated by him?" Shen Tu Liang.

Guan Peng's face stiffened, "I'm not used to his movements and let my guard down."

"He should not be underestimated, the Li Clan has been in decline for many years. Looks like they're preparing to go back to their prime." Shen Tu Liang Joke.

"Back to their prime? Hmph, just an ordinary skeletal skeleton. He might be able to follow us now. But in the later stages, a normal skeletal skeleton would still be an inferior item."

Guan Peng looked down on Li Fuchen. He had no idea what made Li Fuchen so formidable. But in his eyes, there was no path to the future for Li Fuchen. But in his case, he had a chance to breakthrough to the Earth Realm. Back then, Li Fuchen would be like a dog, perhaps not even worthy of being a dog in front of him.

"That makes sense. After all, disrespecting me, is like destroying his future."Shen Tu Liang's

Shen Tu Liang was a narrow-minded person. Today Li Fuchen insulted him, so he would look for a way to look for trouble for Li Fuchen until the moment Li Fuchen entered the grave.

The long-time Li Fuchen naturally did not hear the conversation of the two. Even if he did, one could guess that he wouldn't mind it. So what if the Shen Tu Clan had control over Yunwu City. The Li Clan was not just for show, each of the great clans had descendants in the Cang Lan Sect, it was only a matter of numbers.