In the past, He Yunxiao thought it was silly to shout out the names of moves during a fight. He thought it was something made up by screenwriters and authors to introduce martial arts. In a real fight, people would just use their hands directly. Who would bother shouting?
But now he's seen the real thing. This guy's really yelling!
This is truly treating reality like a novel.
Wait a minute, this is a novel, so it's okay.
The man hadn't finished shouting.
"Yokozan Fist Technique, First Form! The Stubborn Rock Bows to Buddha!"
After shouting, the man bent his knees and squatted into a horse stance, lowering his center of gravity like a bull charging forward.
"drink!"
With a loud roar, the Liu family warriors, who had been dawdling for a while, finally charged towards Chu Chu and He Yunxiao, much to He Yunxiao's amusement.
"Boy, my Hengshan Fist Technique was comprehended by my grandmaster atop Hengshan Mountain and has been refined through eight generations. It is now in its full potential. Take one of my punches, and regardless of your cultivation level, you will either die or be killed..."
"Noisy".
Chu Chu was held by He Yunxiao's hand. When the man rushed over stupidly and they were at a distance, Chu Chu kicked him in the face, making him tumble through the air three thousand six hundred degrees before smoothly rolling to the side.
Chu Chu's movements were so fast that even He Yunxiao, who possessed the strength of a ninth-rank cultivator, didn't see it clearly before she finished her attack.
He Yunxiao squeezed Chu Chu's hand, "Chu Chu, hit him gently. Let him finish speaking before you hit him."
Chu Chu said unhappily, "It's boring. The weaker you are, the more nonsense you spout."
Remembering that he never wasted words in fights, He Yunxiao asked, "What about me?"
Chu Chu glanced at him disdainfully, "You're a piece of trash."
He Yunxiao pinched Chu Chu's hand hard in a fit of pique, then gently rubbed it as an apology to her under Chu Chu's warning gaze.
The already tricky situation spiraled out of control after Chu Chu kicked it down.
Seeing the Liu family warriors utterly defeated, the maids carrying the dishes screamed and fled. The commotion in the side hall also alerted the various family leaders who were holding a meeting inside the main hall. (www.cascoo.net)
Of the six seats in the main hall, only five are currently occupied; the absent members are from the Short Knife Gang.
Grandpa Liu Song, the head of the Liu family, squinted his eyes.
Tie Pengjun, the leader of the Iron Eagle Gang, looked at the scene of the incident with great interest.
Liu Dadao of the Snake Tiger Gang was simple-minded and made no attempt to hide his true feelings, drinking with a smile.
Wu Yongliang, the leader of the Wushan Sect, had a serious expression but a smile in his eyes.
Zhou Mang, the leader of the Mad Shark Sect, is a long-legged older sister with a ponytail, and she is smiling very reservedly at this moment.
The original Sword Trial Tournament was jointly organized by several gangs in the capital city. This year, the Liu family took over the entire event, and some other sects were even "notified" to participate.
They've been neighbors for a long time. What are the Liu family up to? Everyone's in their own faction, and nobody's a fool.
If he wants to expand, he will inevitably squeeze out the living space of others. Everyone is happy to see the Liu family suffer setbacks.
Grandpa Liusong had a full head of white hair and many wrinkles on his face, but his physique was still robust, and the outline of his muscles could be vaguely seen under his clothes. His cultivation level was also at the ninth rank, and no ordinary martial artist dared to underestimate him.
"Please be patient, everyone. I have already asked Liu Neng to take a look."
In an attempt to divert everyone's attention, Ryūmatsu brought up another sensitive topic.
"Since its inception, the Sword Testing Tournament in our capital city has been packed to capacity every year, with at least six organizing gangs participating. This year, as you can see, all the seats in the room are empty. Moreover, the gangs that were supposed to come are unable to attend."
Liu Dadao snorted, "The Short Knife Gang can't come. We'll have to ask Brother Tie."
Tie Pengjun said, "I never expected that Chief Pang would be ambushed."
Wu Yongliang of the Wushan Sect said, "I heard that what Pang Gang Leader was hit by was the Iron Gang Leader's ultimate skill, the 'Iron Falling Eagle' palm technique."
Tie Pengjun laughed and said, "It's all hearsay and doesn't count."
Zhou Mang of the Mad Shark Sect said, "I don't think this was done by the Iron Gang Leader."
Tie Pengjun: "That makes sense, that makes sense. Miss Zhou speaks frankly and impartially, which is commendable. In the end, the Mad Shark Sect is still the most reasonable."
Zhou Mang continued, "We are all ninth-rank martial artists. Chief Tie is not capable of seriously injuring Chief Pang with just one palm strike."
Tie Pengjun: ...
Seeing that Tie Peng had been humiliated, Liu Dadao burst into laughter, "Hahahaha!" In his unruly manner, his thigh bumped against the corner of the table.
Oh! Ouch... My legs hurt, my legs hurt.
His big face twitched, and he couldn't laugh anymore.
The Iron Eagle Gang was thriving, but it couldn't withstand the repeated interrogations from so many fellow martial arts practitioners.
Tie Pengjun said, "Elder Liu, how is Fei Zhan doing lately? With Fei Zhan's talent, he should have broken through to the Grandmaster level by now. It's been a long time since we've had a Grandmaster-level martial artist in our Jingcheng County."
Upon hearing the name of the Grandmaster realm, none of the gang leaders present had any interest in dealing with the Iron Eagle Gang's messy affairs.
Everyone knows the strength of the Iron Eagle Gang: three ninth-rank martial artists and over twenty eighth-rank martial artists, making them roughly equal to the Liu family in terms of high-level martial artists. However, they have more low-level martial artists than the Liu family. Even if the Snake Tiger Gang simply watched the Iron Eagle Gang annex the Short Knife Gang's territory without interfering, the Iron Eagle Gang would only be about 30% stronger than it is now.
While it cannot be said that it is not a cause for concern, a major threat is still a matter of several years or even a decade from now.
But what if Liu Feizhan became a grandmaster today?
The Liu family will undoubtedly become the top martial arts family in the capital city today.
Liu Song laughed and said, "Everyone has seen Fei Zhan, he's a playful kid. The martial world is too big, and there are many new and exciting things. I just hope he plays around a bit less and doesn't regress in his martial arts."
That's what they say, but those who become gang leaders and sect masters are all old foxes, and nobody believes them.
Some even speculate that the Liu family went to great lengths to hold the Sword Testing Tournament precisely to pave the way for Liu Feizhan. If Liu Feizhan doesn't become a Grandmaster, what path will they pave? He must already be a Grandmaster.
Soon, a martial artist from the Liu family broke the silence. He looked flustered and walked over to Liu Song, whispering a few words in his ear.
Those present were all of the ninth rank, so such whispers could not escape their ears.
"Master, Liu Neng has been knocked unconscious by a mere brat."
Everyone was slightly shocked upon hearing this.
Liu Neng is considered one of the more famous eighth-rank martial artists in the Liu family. All the gang leaders have heard of him, and most eighth-rank martial artists can't beat him.
...
At Zuixianju, besides He Yunxiao himself, Liu Feiyun was the one who paid the most attention to him.
As soon as He Yunxiao got into trouble, Liu Feiyun was the first to arrive at the scene, after Liu Neng, the person involved.
Liu Feiyun pointed at Liu Neng with a shocked expression.
"You hit him?"
He Yunxiao wanted to push Chu Chu out to show that he was innocent, but Chu Chu was now in the persona of Zhang Lingrou, who was "delicate and weak", and would never have any martial arts skills.
"I did the hitting," He Yunxiao said, taking the blame.
Liu Feiyun exclaimed in shock, "Brother, Liu Neng is an eighth-rank cultivator!"
He Yunxiao didn't know how to explain, so he could only awkwardly scratch his head and say, "I was lucky, very lucky. He bumped into my foot, otherwise I definitely wouldn't have been able to do anything to him."
Liu Feiyun: "Bump..."
He Yunxiao broke through to the ninth rank in just a few days, and now, apart from Chu Chu, no one knows about it.
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