As the early morning sun rise the seven Sectors sat on the chair surrounding the fighting arena. Many of small sectors and clans' leaders were also seated around the fighting arena. They have not opened the competition yet because they were waiting for Mu Dishi to show up. The three sectors plan was to have Mu Dishi fights as many of those small sectors and clans who want the treasure map and as Mu Dishi becomes tired and his energy drains, they will fight Mu Dishi head on. The people waited for two hours, but Mu Dishi didn't show up. Since Mu Dishi didn't show up as plan, they began the competition among the sectors and clans.
Early that morning, Mu Dishi prepared himself to fight to his death. He knew that once he walked into Shaolin Sector the chance of survival is slim, but he still going to go. Today, will be the day that he will collect the debts that those dogs owed him. Today, is the day that he will avenge the deaths of his seventy-one family members.
Mu Dishi walked up to Shaolin Sect. When he got to the stairs there were two monks who guards the stairs.
Monk one, "Benefactor, the competition had already started."
Mu Dishi, "I am not here for the competition. I am here to collect debts that some of the people owed me."
Monk two, "Benefactor, who are you?"
Mu Dishi said coldly, "Mu Dishi."
Monk one, "Benefactor please reconsider. Benefactor can still turn and walk down the mountain."
Monk two, "Forgiveness is the greatest gift you can give yourself and others."
Mu Dishi scoffed, "I will do no such thing."
Monk one, "Benefactor please don't be stubborn. Once you enter your life will be in danger."
Mu Dishi said coldly, "Either you give me way or I am fighting my way inside. Pick one."
Monk two, "Amitabha... Please reconsider your action."
Mu Dishi said coldly, "I had. Now move out of the way or fight me."
Both Monks, "Amitabha..." They stood aside and let Mu Dishi walked up the stairs.
Mu Dishi stood among the many martial artists as they watch two young men fought on the fighting arena.
Mu Dishi's eyes locked on Suo Baojing, Peng Boqin, Fu Susu, and Zhu Mingsheng. Mu Dishi knew that those that who knew who he is was the people of Yong Sword Village. Mu Dishi watched as a young monk went up to Monk Ling.
Monk Ling stood up and said, "Both Young heroes are equally skilled. Let just says this is a tie between the two young heroes of Su and Fu Clans." He looked around at everyone. "It is noon, let continue after lunch."
The two young men walked down the fighting arena to their clans. The people began standing up and walked toward the back of the temple as Mu Dishi flew onto the fighting arena.
Monk Ling, "This young hero. The competition will continue after lunch."
Yong Gui, "He is here."
Mu Dishi said coldly, "I am not here for the stupid competition. I am here to collect some debts from some dogs who owed me."
Monk Ling, "You are?"
Mo Ehuang stood up and pointed her finger at Mu Dishi, "Monk Ling, this man is the man who killed my father and the other three clan leaders."
"He is the Mu offspring."
"He is here now."
The people started chattering around the fighting arena. They have been waiting all morning to see how the Mu offspring looked like and now they are faced to face with a handsome man who looks more like a scholar than a martial artist.
"He is the Mu offspring."
"That's mean he have the treasure map."
Monk Ling, "Amitabha..."
Mu Dishi said coldly, "I want Suo Baojing, Peng Boqin, Zu Mingsheng, and Fu Susu. These dogs owed me debts. I am here to collect the debts these dogs owe me. Anyone who don't want to die alongside these dogs stay out of my way." He looked at the four people. "I am going to give you four dogs a choice. Stab yourself seventy-one times and slit your own throat or I will do it for you. It's your choice."
Suo Baojing, "We do not know who you are. Why would we stab ourselves just because you say so?"
Mu Dishi, "Seventy-one stabs for the seventy-one innocent people of Mu Village."
Zu Mingsheng scoffed, "So, you are the last survivor of the Mu Clan. It means you have the treasure map."
Mi Dishi, "What if I do? Does any of you want the treasure map and be added to the cave collection corpse?"
Fu Susu raised his voice, "Everyone, he has the Mu treasure map. I've heard that the cave is full of treasures. Who have the map will be richer than the emperor."
Peng Boqin, "Last I've heard the treasure map was with the Ma couple, but since you have the treasure map, it meant you killed the Ma couple and their son."
Mu Dishi, "They were lucky they were not killed by me, unless their corpses will not be as good looking when they died."
Peng Boqin, "Mu Dishi, you know you cannot win against the entire Martial Arts World. Leave the map and walk out of here."
Mu Dishi scoffed, "I don't need to win against the entire Martial Arts World. I just need you four dogs six feet under the ground."
Three clan leaders flew onto the fighting arena and unsheathed their swords pointing at Mu Dishi.
Leader Fa, "Mu Dishi, I would like to challenge you to a duel. If you lose, you must give me the treasure map."
Leader Tong, "Me too."
Leader Yang, "If you lose to us, you leave us the map."
Mu Dishi rolled his cold eyes at the three clan leaders, "You want to be added to the corpse collection cave?"
Leader Fa shouted, "Enough talks." He strikes his sword at Mu Dishi.
Mu Dishi pulled out his black metal glove and put it on. He grabbed onto clan leader Fa's sword and twisted the swords and pulled the swords closer to him then threw a heavy punch at leader Fa's stomach sending leader Fa off the stage vomited a mouthful of blood on the ground.
A martial artist jumped onto the stage. The two clan leaders and the martial artist began to strike at Mu Dishi with their swords. Mu Dishi sent out three guzheng strings at the martial artist. The three sharps shiny guzheng strings pierced right through the martial artist's shoulder. Mu Dishi switched the three guzheng strings on his hands and pulled the martial artist apart. The martial artist split in half as guts and blood spilled onto the fighting arena. Mu Dishi action made leaders Yang and Tong slowly steps back.
Suo Baojing, "Killer Strings." He looked at the other three sectors' leaders.
Peng Boqin, "Now is our time. We either defeat him now if those lower rank clans and sectors stop attacking him, we don't have a chance."
The three sector leaders and Peng Boqin flew onto the fighting arena and started attacking Mu Dishi with Yang and Tong clan leaders.
Yong Taihua mocked, "At this rate Mu Dishi will lose."
Yong Caixia agreed, "Ge, we don't need to seek revenge for Hao da ye. These clans and sectors are doing it for us."
Ma Jingguo watched as Mu Dishi fought the six men by himself on the fighting arena as many of other sectors and clans is getting ready to jump into the fight. Ma Jingguo suddenly remembered his dying mother's words which aches his heart.
Ma Jingguo saw Mo Ehuang unsheathed her sword and flew straight at Mu Dishi's back. Ma Jingguo flew onto the fighting arena and grabbed Mo Ehuang's right wrist to stop her sword's strike, but at the same time Mu Dishi broke leader Yang's sword and stabbed the broken sword right into Ma Jingguo left shoulder as he used his guzheng strings and blinded leader Yang.
Mu Dishi kicked leader Yang onto the other side of the fighting arena. Mu Dishi turned around and he saw Ma Jingguo's hand holding onto Mo Ehuang's right wrist. Mu Dishi threw a punch at Mo Ehuang, but Ma Jingguo blocked his punch and pushed Mo Ehuang off the fighting arena. Mu Dishi's punch landed hard on Ma Jingguo's abdomen.
Kuo Changchang shouted from the sideline, "Ah Chen." As she was going to walk onto the fighting arena, she was pulled back by Kuo Ju.
Kuo Ju, "You cannot enter the fighting arena."
Mu Dishi asked coldly, "You want the map as well?"
Ma Jingguo shook his head as blood dripped from his left shoulder, "It doesn't belong to me. I don't want it."
Mu Dishi turned facing the five men on the fighting arena, "Walk off the stage if you want to live."
With a smile on Ma Jingguo's face, he walked slowly toward Mu Dishi. He saw Mu Dishi black silky hair floating with the wind and how much he missed those hair. He missed the hair texture. He missed the hair fragrance. Sometimes he even dreamed about combing Mu Dishi's hair. He reached out his hand and softly stroke Mu Dishi's hair. Mu Dishi quickly turned around, drew out the dagger, and placed it on Ma Jingguo's neck.
When happy tears soaked his eyes, Ma Jingguo smiled with his innocent big eyes, "Xiao shushu... I don't believe you will kill me."