Daoist Lion Heart

Wu Yi had simply decided to kill this woman and be done with it.

He did not have time to waste on such a woman.

His raised hand glowed with condensed spirit qi. He did not have any powerful offensive skills but he could use his abundant spirit qi to strengthen parts of his body when attacking.

Whoosh, he pushed towards the woman's stomach ready to kill her with that single blow. Wu Lin knew what was happening. She tried to struggle but Wu Yi's grip around her neck was too powerful. She felt as she she had been gripped by a hand made of the hardest metals.

She saw the powerful punch and she immediately saw her life flashing before her eyes.

In that moment of complete and utter helplessness, Wu Lin could not stop endless regret from welling up in her heart. It was now too late for regret. Wu Yi's cold eyes did not even show an ounce of regret.

His actions were swift and precise. Just by looking at how the fist parted the air, Wu Lin knew that she had no chance of survival. Booom, before the punch could pass through its target, the door to the small bedroom shattered with great force sending splinters of wood flying in all directions. The pieces of wood had so much force behind them that Wu Yi had no choice but to use Wu Lin as a shield. Pu, pu,pu,pu, splinters of wood pierced through Wu Lin's body asking her to scream in agony. Wu Yi did not care for this woman. With all his power focused in his hands, he threw Wu Lin towards the door like a bag of sand. He had yet to see the new arrival but the power with which the person entered the room, they had to be stronger than Wu Yi. He did not stop to see who it was as he knew that time was not on his side. Whoosh, he jumped through the window like a fish. His escape was seamless as though he had thought about the exact scenario a million times over. He rolled on the ground several times before using his momentum to begin his escape into the forest. It was time to leave the Lion Heart dojo. He channeled Qi into his legs allowing him to increase his speech by four times. His feet dug into the soil as he ran. Wherever he passed, the soil was sent flying backward with great force leaving pits two feet deep in his wake. Wu Yi fled with all his might. He could feel someone chasing after him. The person is a powerful foe with cultivation far higher than Wu Yi's. If he were to stop running with some misguided beliefs of bravery and valiance, he would die a dog's death. Wu Yi was not stupid enough to stop running. Shwaaa, Wu Yi heard a sword cutting through the air headed for his neck. The person was aiming to lope off Wu Yi's head. He felt a chill on his neck. Death was approaching and it held in mercy for Wu Yi. Wu Yi channeled all his Qi into his legs and jumped into the air. He jumped ten feet into t/the air but the sword still found him. Shwaaa, his back was cut open by the sharp sword sending blood spilling in all directions. The pain alone was enough to make a normal man stop their escape but Wu Yi was to any normal person. He had endured torture that lasted for two whole years. This pain was nothing in comparison. Wu Yi sucked in a breath before continuing with his mad dash for survival. The middle-aged man who was chasing after Wu Yi smiled as though he had found something interesting. This man wore the signature red robes of the Lion Heart Dojo. He had long golden hair and his body was tall and slender. He could be described as a handsome man with his smooth skin, well-defined jawline, and piercing golden eyes. His only flaw was that his body was too skinny. His red robes hang on his body as though they were curtains.

This man was Ke The Lion Heart. He was the current Dojo master of the Lion Heart Dojo. Most people called him Daoist Lion Heart. He was a powerful martial artist whose name was known the world over. This Daoist had long reached the peak of Jianghu. He had reached the ninth realm of martial arts, the Spirit Origin realm. With such a legendary figure chasing after Wu Yi, it was a miracle that Wu Yi was still running free. Daoist Lion Heart smiled as he casually chased after Wu Yi. The chase went on for two days without stopping. Wu Yi was exhausted beyond measure. His Qi was running out and his feet were bleeding. He rotated his Spirit with all his effort. A whirlpool of Qi was formed around his body as he fled through the forest. He moved like the wind jumping from one tree to another. His black robes were stained with blood. His wound had closed but whenever he strained his body, the wound would open up again leaving him in continuous pain. At this moment, the Daoist Lion Heart increased his speed. A mighty lion roar sounded out of his body. The roar was powerful enough to make Wu Yi's legs go weak. As a consequence, he slowed down greatly, and by the time he regained control of his body, he was gripped around the neck by the Daoist.

Wu Yi panicked for a moment before resuming his struggle against his captor. Slap, the Daoist gave Wu Yi one powerful slap knocking out all his teeth. Daoist Lion Heart smiled widely as he then lifted Wu Yi into the air like a dog before slamming him into the ground. All the air left Wu Yi's lungs as he bounced off the ground with his eyes wide open in horror. Wu Yi did not know who this man was but the power in his grip told Wu Yi all he needed to know. There was no escape from this man. All this time, he had been playing around with Wu Yi like a cat might do with a mouse.