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Chapter 66 of 100

Chapter 66

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When exerting force, it starts from the feet, the energy source is the dantian, and the soles of the feet are firmly rooted. The triangular area between the waist and abdomen is tightly tensed, making the entire body like a powerful bow that has been drawn. With the steel pincers as the fulcrum, he suddenly lunged forward. This move was incredibly swift, like a giant crocodile rushing forward to tear and bite.

"Watch me tear you into two pieces!"

Yue Laosan sneered, his feet firmly planted on the ground. His massive body agilely flipped, and the tension in his body released a tremendous amount of kinetic energy. The steel pincers became even more lethal, aiming directly for Chen Ang's waist.

"Quite a formidable crocodile!" Chen Ang's eyes lit up, watching Yue Laosan with interest.

He took a step to the side, positioning himself in a way that made Yue Laosan extremely uncomfortable. Seeing his force not flowing smoothly, Yue Laosan was so frustrated that he wanted to spit blood. He forcibly twisted the pincers, but this slowed him down even more.

Duan Yu was amazed, thinking to himself: This brother's footwork is deeply rooted in the principles of the I Ching, similar to my Lingbo Weibu. Even if I were to step in, I could only take one step forward and then retreat three steps, and that big fat man wouldn't be able to catch up.

However, Chen Ang did not act as Duan Yu expected. Instead, he stepped forward to meet Yue Laosan. His position was precisely in a blind spot where Yue Laosan couldn't change his move in time. Chen Ang placed his hands on the two large teeth of the pincers, exerted a little force, and forcibly closed the pincers. With both hands, he lifted Yue Laosan and slammed him to the ground.

"Such formidable martial arts!" Duan Yu couldn't help but cheer.

Wang Yuyan frowned and said, "That person's martial arts are very strange. I seem to see the shadows of many martial arts, but they are not quite the same. Yue Laosan, the South Sea Divine Crocodile, is not even a match for him. Even my cousin might not be his equal." She was worried: "If such a person targets the Murong family, my cousin will be in danger."

Duan Yu, seeing Wang Yuyan's worried expression, tried to please her: "That brother uses the footwork of the I Ching, following the principles of 'Gui Mei tends to Wu Wang, Wu Wang tends to Tong Ren, Tong Ren tends to Da You.' Each step is taken on the enemy's vital points, deeply rooted in the military strategy of 'when the enemy advances, I retreat; when the enemy attacks, I attack like fire.' In combat, it's like a mutual attack in military strategy, truly a brilliant idea."

Wang Yuyan, worried about her cousin, couldn't help but probe: "What can you see, Duan Yu?" She felt uneasy, partly because she felt she was deceiving Duan Yu, and partly because she wanted to probe some information for her cousin. Her face turned red with embarrassment.

Duan Yu was stunned, saying, "That brother has integrated military strategy and the I Ching into his martial arts. He must be someone who likes to take the initiative. His mental techniques must be like the 'speed of the wind, the calmness of the forest, the ferocity of fire, the stability of the mountain, the unpredictability of the clouds...'"

"Moving like thunder!"

Chen Ang struck Yun Zhonghe, who was trying to intervene, with a palm, sending him flying three zhang away and crashing into a tree. With his other hand, he firmly gripped Yue Laosan's steel pincers, looking at Yue Laosan's red face as he struggled to open the pincers. He smiled and said, "Your nickname is Crocodile, and your martial arts are like a crocodile. Could it be that your mind is also like a crocodile's?"

"You're talking nonsense! Wait until I open the pincers, and I'll crush you to death!" Yue Laosan roared in anger.

"Idiot! Don't you know that a crocodile is most vulnerable when it opens its mouth?" Chen Ang tilted his head and smiled, "Once its mouth is closed, the crocodile is doomed."

Yue Laosan was slightly stunned and roared, "You're talking nonsense!" He abandoned the pincers and used his hands like two large hammers, aiming for Chen Ang's head. With all his might, he unleashed a powerful force.

Chen Ang's body moved like thunder, and he struck Yue Laosan from behind with a palm.

"Old Three!" Ye Erniang cried out. She saw Yue Laosan's body tremble and fall to the ground like a mountain collapsing, and he didn't move again.

Ye Erniang was filled with rage. She deeply respected Duan Yanqing, and her personality did not align with Yun Zhonghe. Among the Four Evils, she had the best relationship with Yue Laosan. Although they often argued, there was genuine affection. Before she could react, Yun Zhonghe, who had just gotten up, spat out dark red blood and sat down dejectedly.

In just a few moments, two of the Four Evils were gone. The onlookers were all deeply moved. Even the cheers from the Beggar Sect members were overshadowed by the shock of Chen Ang's ferocity. Ye Erniang let out a mournful cry and was about to charge forward.

"Enough! Erniang, you're no match for him!" Duan Yanqing blocked her with his iron crutch.

Duan Yanqing looked at Chen Ang solemnly and said, "Who are you, and why are you making things difficult for us? We, the Four Evils, have never provoked you. You meet us and immediately use such deadly force. I don't believe you don't know our methods..."

"Methods that harm families?" Chen Ang sighed, "Martial arts matters are resolved within the martial arts world. Martial artists grow old in the martial arts world. Harm does not reach families, and matters do not involve the common people. This is the rule in the martial arts world. It is the dignity of martial artists. Only you, the Four Evils, have committed evil against innocent people."

"Yun Zhonghe rapes, Yue Laosan kills indiscriminately, and Ye Erniang is hated by both gods and humans for using infants as playthings, often killing them. Although you, Duan Yanqing, disdain such actions, you are their leader and bear a greater responsibility. Your martial arts are strong, and your methods are ruthless. The martial arts world does not want to provoke you for the sake of these common people."

These words were heartfelt, and many Beggar Sect members already felt a sense of guilt. Many martial artists lowered their heads and sighed. The atmosphere in the field was heavy. Chen Ang shouted sternly:

"But I, of the Song Dynasty, will not! I will not! I will take it upon myself to avenge the blood of these innocent people!"

Huang Shang's eyes were slightly red. He stood beside Chen Ang, raised his hands to the sky, and said, "We follow the thirty-six martial arts prohibitions of the imperial court, overseeing the illegal activities of the martial arts world. Anyone who commits crimes, uses power to bully others, or kills innocents will be beheaded. Any forces that collude with enemies, oppress the good, or disrupt the peace will be eliminated. If there are any lawbreakers, I will strike them."

The red-clad knights behind him shouted in unison, "If there are any lawbreakers, we will strike them! Those who commit crimes will be killed! Those who kill innocents will be killed! Those who rape and plunder will be killed! Those who bully and dominate will be killed! Those who rebel will be killed!..."

Thirty-six "kills" were shouted, the aura of death overflowing, the ferocity reaching the heavens. Not only were the remaining Xixia soldiers forced back by this power, but even the Beggar Sect members and veteran martial artists were disturbed by the killing aura. A sense of vigilance, as if a sharp blade was hanging over their heads, made their skin tingle and their hearts tremble.

"Great spirit, great ferocity!" Duan Yu praised, "The military might is strong, and the national law is strict, protecting the nation's dignity. The Song Dynasty has such a grand presence, truly a great nation!" He thought of the chaos caused by the Gao family in his country and felt a surge of blood.

But Wang Yuyan's worry could not be dispelled. She was anxious: "My cousin has committed a major offense against the imperial court and will surely be pursued. That person's martial arts are so high, and he is so terrifying. The Song Dynasty's power is so strong. What can my cousin do? What can he do? I thought that knowing the martial arts of a hundred schools could help my cousin, but now... I regret not learning military strategy."

Duan Yanqing was momentarily overwhelmed by the aura, but he had endured many hardships and had a heart as strong as steel. He quickly recovered and said solemnly, "Great ferocity, great killing aura. If you want to eliminate us, you must have the ability."

Ye Erniang, holding a child, screamed and lunged forward, throwing the child at Chen Ang. The child's cries echoed in the air. Chen Ang sighed slightly, ignoring the combined attack, and leaped to catch the child.

"Be careful!" Duan Yu saw Ye Erniang and Duan Yanqing attacking Chen Ang's vital points and couldn't help but shout. His body already rushed forward, and his right hand emitted a cold sword energy, forming an invisible sword about four feet long. He took three diagonal steps and two horizontal steps, like a slippery eel, squeezing through the crowd.

Huang Shang also rushed forward, but a Xixia warrior suddenly appeared and blocked him with a single saber. They had several exchanges, and Huang Shang was slightly shocked; the warrior's martial arts were not inferior to the Beggar Sect elders.

The Xixia warrior was even more shocked. He never expected that this scholar in a green robe had martial arts far superior to his. After several exchanges, they were evenly matched. Duan Yu was several zhang away, and for a moment, only Chen Ang, holding the child, faced the combined attack of Ye Erniang and Duan Yanqing.

Duan Yanqing's One Finger Zen power was infused into the iron crutch, the force held back but not released, incredibly powerful. One finger could pierce any protective true qi in the world, especially effective against the Golden Bell Cover, Iron Shirt, and Indestructible Body techniques. Even if Chen Ang were to take this hit, he would not come out unscathed. The One Finger Zen power was indeed miraculous.

As for Ye Erniang, she was just a minor threat.

Facing the combined attacks of these two deadly enemies, Chen Ang only showed a slight change in expression. He used his right hand to guide, and a harmonious energy burst forth. The forces of life and death mixed, the principles of yin and yang countered each other, and the mysterious energy reversed the world. Ye Erniang's body suddenly trembled, and she involuntarily changed direction.

Duan Yanqing also felt a blur in front of his eyes