Legend of the Heavenly Swordsman
Ch.108 - Old Enemy

"You…!!"

Tang Shu who saw her son in the lap of the old man immediately went up in black. Qiao Wuji who was originally still keeping up with Tang Shu was now starting to get desperate, and received a few blows to his chest.

"Don't make me repeat it again!" The old man unleashed a fierce aura that made Tang Shu and Qiao Wuji push for a few steps.

Qiao Wuji and Tang Shu who were still fighting were immediately stopped their actions. Tang Shu was getting more and more anxious about the background of these people, he had never heard if a robber could give off such a formidable aura.

"Uhuk…! T-Master.." Qiao Wuji's body trembled slightly, slowly but surely he approached towards the old man with his head bowed.

"Give him to me, you take care of your dead partner." The old man glanced at Qiao Wuji for a moment before looking at Tang Shu, "He hasn't changed much."

The old man then walked towards Tang Shu while carrying the young girl who was none other than Fu Mei. Tang Shu grew even more furious as she saw more clearly the condition of her son.

"Take my son off!" said Tang Shu trying to contain the anger,

"Calm down, you should be thanking me for saving him from a rotten bastard. But very dear, your son lost his chastity at such a young age." The old man smiled faintly, then threw Fu Mei into the air.

Tang Shu was a little surprised but swiftly he caught Fu Mei's body before falling to the ground, "Mei'er hold on," Tang Shu said as he examined Fu Mei's pulse.

"Your son is still alive, he just needs to rest some time."

Tang Shu only slightly ignored him and immediately brought Fu Mei beside Sin Zhou who was still unconscious, "Who are you guys?"

The old man slightly raised an eyebrow at Tang Shu's remark, "Didn't you remember me, Shu'er? Huh, however, our meeting is not too long."

Tang Shu's brows furrowed even more, there was no one from outside the Village who knew his name except for the people in the Central continent. It was also only those with ties to the Tang clan.

"You-you! Don't tell me.-" Tang Shu could finally remember the old man's face, a face he would never forget in his entire life.

"Really! I am Yuan Meng! Maybe our meeting was a little less effective for you." Yuan Meng smiled widely as she shook her head slowly.

The sectarian Tang Shu's body trembled violently upon hearing that name, the memories of 20 years ago flowing profusely in his head. Yes, it was this old man who killed the Patriarch of the Tang clan back then, not even his face had changed in the slightest since 20 years ago.

"You disappointed me a little, Shu'er. Your cultivation hasn't changed much since the last time I saw you, have you just been busy escaping and hiding for these 20 years?" Yuan Meng started walking closer to Tang Shu.

"If you keep practicing all this time, maybe I'm no longer a threat to you right now. With your talent it is not impossible to reach the Sacred swordsman within 20 years."

Tang Shu just kept quiet and gritted his teeth, Yuan Meng's words were indeed true yet he had his own reasons for not developing his cultivation.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Hem? Why do you ask that? I've never heard of Tang Hao having a loser in his descendants."

"Shut up! Why did you go so far?!" tang Shu's voice grew even more furious.

"My goal is still the same Shu'er, hand over the heirloom and I'll leave peacefully," the corner of Yuan Meng's lips curved slightly.

"Heirloom, heirloom, heirloom!! Is that all you have in your head?!" Tang Shu began to put up the horses and drain a large amount of qi on both hands.

"Heavenly Ape Art - The Punch of Death!"

"Are you sure about this?" Yuan Meng shook his head softly, "If you want to fight, then death is the sure answer for you."

"Shut your mouth, motherfucker! At least my death will inflict a wound you will never forget!" hiss Tang Shu before returning to using his best moves.

"I see...have you forgotten the fate of your son?" said Yuan Meng while fending off the moves Tang Shu had put out.

"A bear has to leave its cubs so that the child can grow up in this rotten world!"

"Haha!! How ridiculous!"

The air around them seemed to be getting heavier, the aura of Tang Shu and Yuan Meng clashing against each other made Qiao Wuji's subordinates have difficulty breathing. Although Tang Shu had exerted all of her abilities, to Yuan Meng all of them were nothing, even she still had not moved from where she stood.

"A warrior King is able to bring out this much power? Who is that guy really?" Qiao Wuji gulped his saliva roughly, not even he was sure he could put up any resistance to Yuan Meng.

Tang Shu continued to use dozens of moves from the Heavenly Ape Art that he mastered. This martial art was the strongest art that Tang Shu mastered, making Yuan Meng forced to make extra moves to fend off the attack.

"The Art of the Heavenly Ape - Peach Flower!"

Tang Shu twisted his body and kicked right in Yuan Meng's lower jaw. Yuan Meng who had not expected the attack was forced to accept it and took a few steps back. Tang Shu's breathing began to fall apart, using the Heavenly Ape Art continuously weighing down his body a little.

"Hahaha..all right, all right! I'm not going to play your game now!" Yuan Meng grinned widely then took out a scepter and sword from his earth ring.

"Use this sword! I don't want to fight someone who doesn't bring out his best."

Tang Shu stared at the sword lying before him and Yuan Meng alternately, before saying, "You'll regret it!"

Tang Shu began to put up the horses with the swords Yuan Meng gave him. The flow of electricity lining the sword looked extremely terrifying, as if it could swallow its own user but Yuan Meng smiled broadly at it.

"Holy Phoenix Sword Arts - Splitting the Clouds!"

Streams of blue-coloured energy shot towards Yuan Meng as Tang Shu slashed his sword into the air. Yuan Meng tried to resist the attack but it turned out that there was still a part of the side that pierced through his skin and slightly wound it.

"Interesting!" Yuan Meng was a little surprised, but he was even more excited. Generally the body of a Sacred swordsman was very difficult to wound, but Tang Shu with his ability was able to do so.

The difference in strength between the two was obvious. The attack that should have been able to deliver serious injuries turned out to be only a slight scratch on Yuan Meng's skin, while Tang Shu had to receive a few hard blows on her ribs.

Qiao Wuji and his men could now only see them from a distance, as Tang Shu and Yuan Meng had fought their way out of the Village. Tang Shu deliberately led Yuan Meng to stay away so that the villagers would not fall victim to their stray attacks.

Tang Shu bounced for tens of meters when Yuan Meng's wand landed on his stomach, while Yuan Meng slightly screeched as Tang Shu still had time to injure his left cheek.

"I'll give you one more chance. Give me the Earth ring your grandfather gave you and I'll get out of here." Yuan Meng floated in midair then approached Tang Shu. Tang Shu's attack wasn't fatal, but the technique the boy used was terrifying. Even her who had already reached the peak of the Sacred swordsman had a little trouble reading Tang Shu's movements.

Tang Shu vomited fresh blood from his mouth, the attack earlier had inflicted a non-light internal wound on his body. Even some of his ribs were cracked from Yuan Meng's attack.

However, with her mouth filled with Tang Shu's blood could still smile widely as if she was the one who won this fight.

"Dream motherfucker! People like you will never get it!"