178: Chapter 178 The Fifth Life, The Blazing Sun Illuminates the Martial Path (126)

"Clatter!" came a sound.

The dense shrubbery on the left suddenly burst open, and two figures jumped out, one after the other, steadily blocking Chu Shi's path.

"This mountain is opened by me!"

"This tree is planted by me!"

"If you want to pass through here!"

"Leave behind your toll money!"

After the two shouted these classic lines at the top of their lungs, they proudly puffed out their chests, striking a fierce and menacing pose.

Chu Shi was startled by this sudden turn of events, subconsciously gripping the hilt of the blade at his waist, his body slightly arched as he prepared for battle.

But when he saw the appearance of the two people in front of him, his hand gripping the hilt suddenly paused, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He saw that the two standing in front were slightly chubby youths, their features almost identical; they were clearly twins.

The one on the left wore a fire-red martial outfit, with a large tear at the collar and a piece of the sleeve ripped off. A large, purplish-blue bump protruded from his forehead, looking like a small horn had grown out of it.

The one on the right wore a brownish-yellow martial outfit, his pant legs covered in mud. In the very center of his head was an even larger bump, glistening with oil, looking exceptionally "prominent."

Both of their clothes were wrinkled, their faces smeared with uncleaned mud streaks, and their entire beings exuded an aura of dishevelment, as if they had just been beaten up.

Chu Shi had lived for several lifetimes, experiencing hundreds of years of time, yet this was the first time he had ever seen such... unique robbers.

Moreover, judging by their attire, they were clearly Disciples of the Four Seasons Holy Land.

Those who could enter the Temporal Secret Realm and become one of the one hundred people, which one of them wasn't a Genius carefully selected by their respective forces?

To think there were actually geniuses who would engage in highway robbery, and end up beaten into such a sorry state.

He cleared his throat, suppressing the laughter that almost burst out, and cupped his hands in a respectful manner:

"Senior Brothers, what is the meaning of this? This little brother is new here. If I have offended you both in any way, please forgive me. The Great Sun Holy Land and the Four Seasons Holy Land have been allies for generations; have you mistaken me for someone else?"

"What's with all the nonsense!" The red-clothed youth stood with his hands on his hips, his chin held high, his nostrils almost pointing to the sky.

"Allies? Where would there be allies in the Temporal Secret Realm? When my brother and I get ruthless, we even rob our own fellow Disciples, so why would we spare you from the Great Sun Holy Land? If you're sensible, hand over your Storage Pouch, so we don't have to resort to violence and ruin the harmony!"

"Exactly, exactly!" The brown-clothed youth nodded in agreement, the large bump on his head swaying along with him.

"Our brother duo is famous for not recognizing even our own kin! See this 'horn' on my head? This was from when we tried to rob Senior Sister Dong of Xia Tingfeng last time; she punched it right out of me! Impressive, right?"

"Bah!" The red-clothed youth slapped him hard. He grumbled, "Shut up, don't you know that family shame shouldn't be aired in public?"

Chu Shi rubbed his brow, completely convinced that these two were purely foolish simpletons.

He patiently maintained his composure, forced an even more sincere smile onto his face, and continued to bluff:

"Senior Brothers, you must be joking. Just looking at the many battle scars on your bodies, I can tell you are experts who have roamed this place for a long time, with sharp eyes and extraordinary wisdom. Look at the direction I came from; that mountain forest has almost been turned bald, clearly having been scavenged over and over. I wandered there all morning and didn't even find a decent Spiritual Plant, let alone any Heaven And Earth Treasure. In my opinion, you two should head deep into the south; the metal Qi is denser there, and there must be many good things hidden."

Hearing this, the brown-clothed youth's eyes lit up. He turned to the red-clothed youth and said earnestly, "Brother, what he said seems to make sense! The metal Qi is indeed denser in the south; why didn't we think of that before?"

"Sense my foot!" The red-clothed youth raised his hand and slapped the back of his head again, causing the brown-clothed youth to stagger, clutching his head and looking at him with a grievance-filled expression.

"Do you think I don't know the south is wealthy? Can we beat that Tigress Dong? Have you forgotten how we got these two bumps on our heads? If we hadn't run fast, we would have been stripped naked and thrown into the mountains to feed the Yao Beasts by now!"

"Brother, keep it down!" The brown-clothed youth shriveled his neck in fear, quickly covering the red-clothed youth's mouth and looking around nervously. "Don't let Sister Dong hear; her ears are very sharp. If she hears us, we'll get beaten up again!"

The red-clothed youth also realized this, quickly prying his hand away. He scanned the surrounding woods vigilantly, and after confirming there was no movement, he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.

Immediately after, he glared fiercely at Chu Shi and said through gritted teeth, "Don't you try to play tricks on me! I am very smart, and I won't be fooled by you! Even if that place is barren, there must be things that were missed! You came from that way, it's impossible for you to have no gains! Hand it over quickly, or my brother and I will not be polite!"

Chu Shi sighed and shook his head helplessly. How did this simpleton suddenly become smart? The bluff failed; it seemed he would have to fight.

He slowly sheathed the black iron blade at his waist, put it into his Storage Pouch, and then flexed his wrists and neck, his joints making a series of crisp cracking sounds.

His gaze fell upon the two of them, his eyes gradually becoming sharp.

He could clearly perceive that the aura of these two was much stronger than that of an ordinary Martial Artist at the Middle Stage of the Copper Bone Realm.

At the same time, the Copper Bones within their bodies were nourished by more than one type of metal Qi; they were likely Core Disciples heavily cultivated by the Four Seasons Holy Land, and they also possessed Secret Bones.

However... that was about it.

A faint smile curled on the corner of Chu Shi's mouth; he had sufficient confidence in the combat techniques he had honed over several lifetimes.

At the same time, he also had full confidence in the signature "Blazing Sun Fist Imprint" of the old man.

Even if it was one against two, he would not lose.

It was perfect; he would use these two clowns to measure whether he, as he was now, could rival an expert at the Late Stage of the Copper Bone Realm.

Seeing Chu Shi put his blade into his Storage Pouch and strike a pose ready for a fight, the brothers were not afraid. Instead, they frowned in unison, their faces showing genuine confusion, as if to say, "Why don't you play by the rules?"

The red-clothed youth scratched the blue bump on his forehead and kindly reminded him, "Hey, it's fine if you intend to resist, but are you really not going to use a weapon? Let me tell you, my brother's and my swordsmanship is not to be trifled with! Among the younger generation of the Four Seasons Holy Land, our combined swordsmanship is ranked quite high! If you're bare-handed and end up getting slashed by us later, don't blame us for not warning you!"

"Exactly, exactly!" The brown-clothed youth nodded vigorously, trying hard to put on a fierce expression. However, the oil-glistening large horn on the top of his head was exceptionally conspicuous as it swayed.

"Our brother duo always strikes without restraint. Last time, when sparring with fellow Disciples, we accidentally cut someone's sword in half and were punished by our Master to copy the sect rules one hundred times!"

Chu Shi raised an eyebrow, flexed his fingers, his joints making a series of crisp cracking sounds, and said calmly, "It's fine; to deal with you, my fists are enough. Bring it on."