The Invincible Sect Leader

The sky darkened as hundreds of Bloodfang Sect cultivators charged toward the Heavenly Mystical Sect's mountain. Their crimson robes billowed behind them, their ferocious battle cries echoing through the valley.

At the front, a burly man with a scarred face and a battle-axe bellowed:

"HEAVENLY MYSTICAL SECT! YOUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED!"

From the peak of the mountain, Chan Li sipped his tea.

He turned to his disciples, who were nervously watching the oncoming army of lunatics.

"So… who invited these guys?"

Xie Yun clenched his fists. "Master, they are here for revenge! After we beat up their young master last time"

Yan Rui cut in, "He tried to rob us first!"

"and then we may or may not have thrown him down a hill"

"and set his pants on fire"

Chan Li raised an eyebrow.

"Ah. So you guys are the reason for this mess?"

The disciples averted their eyes.

Chan Li sighed. "Fine, fine. Let's deal with them quickly. This tea is getting cold."

The Toying Begins

As the Bloodfang Sect charged up the mountain, they saw a lone figure standing at the peak, hands behind his back.

Chan Li tilted his head slightly and spoke, his voice calm:

"You lot came all this way just to get beaten up?"

The scarred leader roared, "Arrogant brat! Today, you"

Before he could finish, Chan Li casually flicked his finger.

BOOM!

An invisible force wave blasted out.

The front row of Bloodfang disciples were sent flying like ragdolls, their screams echoing as they rolled down the mountain like loose dumplings.

The remaining cultivators froze.

One disciple gulped. "T-This guy is strong!"

The scarred leader gritted his teeth. "Don't be afraid! It's just one man! Everyone, attack together!"

"YEAHHH"

SPLAT!

The moment they stepped forward, Chan Li flicked another finger.

BOOM!

Another gust of force sent the second row tumbling backward, crashing into their comrades like dominoes.

Chan Li yawned.

"Come on, at least try to entertain me."

The remaining Bloodfang disciples huddled together, shaking.

One of them whispered, "Senior Brother… I think we made a mistake."

The scarred leader gritted his teeth and pulled out a black talisman.

"You think I didn't prepare? This is the Exploding Blood Demon Talisman! With one command, it will"

Before he could finish, Chan Li flicked a pebble at him.

BAM!

The pebble hit his forehead.

His eyes rolled back, and he collapsed face-first.

Dead silence.

The Bloodfang disciples looked at their unconscious leader.

Then at Chan Li.

Then at each other.

Then

They turned and RAN.

"RETREAT!!!"

Chan Li watched as the once fearsome Bloodfang Sect scattered like headless chickens, tumbling over each other to escape.

The Aftermath

Yan Rui blinked. "Master… you just flicked your fingers and defeated them all."

Xie Yun sighed, "At this point, it's not even a battle. It's just bullying."

Chan Li shrugged. "Well, they came looking for a fight. It's not my fault they were weak."

The scarred leader groaned on the ground.

Chan Li squatted next to him. "Hey, tell your sect leader something for me."

The man whimpered. "W-What?"

Chan Li smiled.

"Next time, send someone stronger. This was boring."

The man fainted on the spot.

Chan Li stood up, stretched, and turned back to his disciples.

"Alright, that's enough for today. Let's go eat."