Yan Dezhao continued to deceive him, saying, "Young man, if I hadn't risked being attacked back and stopped in time, you would probably be dead by now. Life is precious, young man, go back and heal your wounds."
Well, so far, Yan Dezhao was injured and fell to the ground because his stomach ailment flared up, and also because he didn't want Liu Xiaoyuan to get hurt, which backfired on him.
To Yan Dezhao's apprentices, their master was so noble. To prevent others from being hurt or killed, he had suffered a backlash. Even Lei Feng was no better.
Hearing this, Yan Dezhao's apprentice admired his master even more. This was truly a great master!
Liu Xiaoyuan now really admires Yan Dezhao's ability to deceive. He can always make things seem to his advantage. What's worse, Yan Dezhao's apprentices all believe his lies. He's truly a master of deception.
Liu Xiaoyuan looked at Yan Dezhao on the ground and asked, "So, I should still thank you?"
Yan Dezhao said, "Young man, there's no need for thanks. I just don't want to see your prime years wasted like this. So, young man, you should take my advice and go home to recover. Don't stay here."
To Yan Dezhao's apprentices, these words made them think their master was truly kind and benevolent. Little did they know, Yan Dezhao was afraid of being beaten up by Liu Xiaoyuan again, which was why he was doing everything he could to get Liu Xiaoyuan to leave quickly.
Liu Xiaoyuan naturally knew what Yan Dezhao, this swindler, was thinking: You want me to leave? I'm not leaving. If I don't expose your swindling today, I'll admit defeat.
"Master Yan, is your stomach ailment better? If not, it might be troublesome. Should I call an ambulance for you?" Liu Xiaoyuan asked with a smile.
It's a joke. How could Yan Dezhao let Liu Xiaoyuan call an ambulance? Once an ambulance is called, his little trick will be exposed, and he'll be clearly telling his apprentice that he's a fraud.
Therefore, Yan Dezhao would never agree to Liu Xiaoyuan calling an ambulance.
"It's alright, my stomach feels better right away, it's nothing, it's nothing!" Yan Dezhao quickly said.
Liu Xiaoyuan said, "That won't do. If this stomach pain lasts too long, it will be troublesome, and we might end up in big trouble. This is what my second uncle told me, so we should call an ambulance."
After saying that, Liu Xiaoyuan made a phone call.
Upon seeing this, Yan Dezhao immediately said, "There's no need to fight anymore. After my internal energy treatment, my stomach no longer hurts."
Upon hearing Yan Dezhao's words, his disciples looked at their master with admiration. "Wow, he's amazing! Healing with true qi is incredible! Our master is so amazing!"
Good heavens! This Yan Dezhao is a complete liar!
"Oh, Master Yan, now that your stomach ailment is cured, let's spar again. You promised to give me three moves, and I've only thrown one punch so far. Let's continue," Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile.
Yan Dezhao thought to himself, "If I get punched twice more by you, I'll definitely be dead." So, even if Yan Dezhao had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to compete with Liu Xiaoyuan again.
"Young man, I don't want to hurt innocent people. I advise you to leave quickly." Yan Dezhao waved to Liu Xiaoyuan with the air of a wise and enlightened person, signaling Liu Xiaoyuan to leave quickly.
Yan Dezhao's apprentices also told Liu Xiaoyuan to leave and go home quickly, and not to risk his life.
Liu Xiaoyuan smiled and said, "It's alright, I know my own body. Master Yan, please grant my request. Come on, let's spar a few more times."
Yan Dezhao was so angry he was about to vomit blood. He realized that Liu Xiaoyuan was just looking for trouble, and this was troublesome. He had witnessed Liu Xiaoyuan's skills and knew that he would have no chance of defeating him. Therefore, Yan Dezhao decided to mobilize the power of the people.
Yan Dezhao said to his disciples, "Disciples, this young man is too competitive. I don't want to harm him. You should expel him from our martial arts school. My stomach ailment has just healed, and I need to rest for a while."
Yan Dezhao still felt a piercing pain where Liu Xiaoyuan had punched him. However, in order to maintain an air of superiority in front of his disciple, he endured it.
Upon hearing their master's words, the disciples immediately huddled around Liu Xiaoyuan. At this moment, they no longer believed that Liu Xiaoyuan was any kind of expert, so they were no longer afraid.
"Hey, get out of here! Our martial arts school doesn't welcome you. Get out of here now!"
"Get out of here now. Don't linger in our martial arts school. If you die here, it will tarnish our reputation. Get out of here now."
Yan Dezhao's disciples verbally attacked Liu Xiaoyuan, and it was estimated that if Liu Xiaoyuan still refused to leave, they would resort to physical violence.
Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile, "If I don't leave your martial arts school, are you going to beat me up again?"
Hearing Liu Xiaoyuan's arrogant words, one of them immediately said, "Damn it, so what if we beat you up? My master was merciful and spared your life, but you don't know what's good for you. You deserve to die!"
Another person advised, "You must not act impulsively. This guy has already suffered serious internal injuries. If you make a move and he dies, you will be suspected of murder."
Upon hearing what the other party said, Liu Xiaoyuan wondered what was wrong with these guys' brains. They had been fooled by Yan Dezhao so easily; they were simply beyond help.
"You guys, if you want to make a move, then come on, I'd like to see what you're capable of," Liu Xiaoyuan said arrogantly.
Upon hearing these words, Yan Dezhao's disciples were filled with righteous indignation. "Damn it, this kid is too arrogant. He's challenging everyone in our martial arts school. He's courting death!"
"Kid, since you're so reckless, do you dare sign a life-or-death contract? That way, even if something happens, we won't be held responsible," one of them said angrily.
Liu Xiaoyuan said with a smile, "What's there to be afraid of? Give it to me, I'll sign it right now, and I'll sign it without hesitation."
Yan Dezhao immediately stopped this behavior. Damn it, he couldn't even beat this kid himself. If his incompetent disciples went up against him, they would only get beaten up. That would expose him completely. So, this martial arts competition absolutely could not take place.
When Yan Dezhao stopped the fight, his disciples were puzzled and asked him why.
Yan Dezhao said, "We martial artists should aim to improve our health and fitness, not to bully the weak. This is not the purpose of our martial arts practice. Therefore, we cannot fight with the injured. It would be dishonorable to win, and it would give others a handle to use against us."
(End of this chapter)
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