Chapter 16

"Xiao Qizi, how are you throwing that punch? Did you not eat today!"

"Xiao Liuer, I told you, women are like bone-scraping knives. Look at you, where’s your strength? Where did your strength go!"

"For heaven’s sake, how many times have I told you, be steady, you must be steady, do you understand!"

Holding a small teapot in his hand, Guan Wushang stood in the large courtyard of the Huwei Martial Arts Hall, his voice loud as he scolded his disciples.

He wore a white long gown, giving him a somewhat transcendent air. This air was what Guan Wushang liked the most.

To be honest, what he liked most to hear was when others called him Master Guan upon seeing him.

Master, though not as good as Immortal Master, still sounded pretty good.

Of course, what he liked most in his life was to be called Immortal Master by others. Unfortunately, he knew that the possibility of breaking through to Immortal Master in his lifetime was almost zero.

Although there was only a small difference between the sixth and seventh layers of Qi Cultivation, this small difference was like a chasm, blocking him completely.

Unable to advance further in cultivation, he needed to enjoy life. The sixth layer of Qi Cultivation not only extended his life to 120 years but also gave him a robust body. Thinking about the young woman his two disciples brought him last night, his heart warmed up a bit.

Young girls were nice, but they were not very satisfying!

Sitting in his beloved red peach heart chair, a disciple naturally refilled his teapot. Looking at the smiling fourth disciple, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Has the matter entrusted by Young Master Chen been taken care of?"

"Master, Third Senior Brother went to handle it early this morning."

The disciple's answer pleased him.

Although Third Disciple Qiu Dong was a bit lacking in talent, he should handle such matters easily.

"Hmm, when your Third Senior Brother returns, have him come see me." Guan Wushang took a sip of tea and said calmly, "By the way, find a nice box and send that tongue to Young Master Chen."

"Yes, Master." The fourth disciple replied and quickly left.

Guan Wushang gently swayed his chair and began to enjoy his tea again. A lowly young man's tongue was nothing to him.

As long as he, Master Guan, was happy, even a life was nothing!

Now, the most important thing was to strengthen his relationship with the Chen family. He believed that as long as he followed the Chen family, no one in the entire Dingfang City would dare to do anything to him.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Just as Guan Wushang was feeling pleased, he heard a noisy sound from outside.

In the past, when he was a bloodthirsty warrior, he wouldn't have cared about such noise. But now, Guan Wushang liked order and would suppress anything that disrupted it.

"What's happening?"

The fourth disciple, standing nearby, quickly ran over and said, "Master, someone has come to challenge our Huwei Martial Arts Hall!"

Guan Wushang's lips twitched. Since he established the Huwei Martial Arts Hall, no one had ever dared to challenge his authority. Now, someone was actually coming to his door!

Damn it, this is someone who doesn't know their place, coming here to cause trouble.

"Fourth, tell the people in front to beat them to death!"

"Yes, Master." The fourth disciple replied and ran toward the main gate.

However, this fourth disciple came back quickly. In just a short while, the clever fourth disciple returned, but now he looked a bit disheveled.

The noise outside was even louder now.

Seeing the fourth disciple's appearance, Guan Wushang felt something was wrong.

The more critical the moment, the more he needed to remain calm. After all, he was Master Guan.

"What's going on?" Guan Wushang's tone was much calmer than usual.

"Master, the challenger is very strong. Several junior brothers have been injured by him!" The fourth disciple said, feeling a bit uneasy.

Guan Wushang snorted coldly, stood up from his chair, and said, "Let's go see. I want to see who has the nerve to come and cause trouble!"

At the main gate, Guan Wushang saw a somewhat frail young man fighting with his top disciple, Luo Chan.

This young man was only about thirteen or fourteen years old but had strength comparable to his disciples.

Fourth layer of Qi Cultivation!

To have the fourth layer of Qi Cultivation at such a young age, this young man was not simple!

However, Guan Wushang was not too worried. The fourth layer of Qi Cultivation was not a big problem for him.

He carefully observed the fight between the two.

His top disciple, Luo Chan, was tall and strong, and his Golden Dragon Subduing Palm was executed flawlessly. Each palm strike created a gust of wind that enveloped the space three feet in front of him.

This palm wind not only shook the heart but also bound the space within three feet.

Guan Wushang was very satisfied with Luo Chan's performance.

However, the young man's performance was also impressive. He was also unarmed, and the young man was using a very common Great Flood Fist. This fist technique was almost ubiquitous in Dingfang City, but in the young man's hands, it was executed with great skill.

More bizarre was the young man's footwork. Whenever Luo Chan's fist was about to hit him, the young man would mysteriously leap up, twist his body in the air, and land on the other side of Luo Chan.

With this skill, the young man had dodged at least seven of Luo Chan's attacks.

This couldn't go on!

Guan Wushang quickly made a decision. After a moment's thought, he said to Luo Chan, "Chan, use the Vajra Pillar and the Dragon Subduing Stance!"

Luo Chan had been unable to subdue Fang Ling, and he was already getting anxious. Hearing his master's advice, he immediately executed the two unconnected moves.

Sure enough, with the Vajra Pillar, he managed to corner the young man who had eluded him earlier. Then, with the Dragon Subduing Stance, he struck Fang Ling's head with great force.

This strike left no room for Fang Ling to dodge.

"Boy, you're done for!" Luo Chan's face was filled with ferocity. He wanted to crush this person who had injured his junior brothers and made him lose face into a pulp.

However, when his palm struck, the young man did not show any surprise. Instead, he remained calm and extended his left palm lightly.

Just as the two palms were about to touch, Luo Chan noticed a green aura emanating from the young man's palm.

This made him tremble!

He had been with Guan Wushang for a long time and knew some taboos. Special palm techniques with such changes were not good to face.

"Chan, retreat quickly!" Guan Wushang also saw the danger.

But it was too late. The two palms collided fiercely.

The moment the palms touched, Luo Chan felt a strange internal energy surge into his veins.

"Green Malevolent Palm, you actually used the Green Malevolent Palm!" As Guan Wushang spoke, he flew to Luo Chan's side. He used his internal energy to input it into Luo Chan's body and said, "Chan, circulate your energy."

After two breaths, Guan Wushang withdrew his palm, and a green aura burst out from Luo Chan's head.

Guan Wushang looked at Fang Ling with cold eyes. He had made up his mind to keep this young man here.

"Master, this boy obstructed us and injured us. Please, Master, do something about it." Qiu Dong, with a look of indignation, rushed to Guan Wushang, like a child who had been beaten.

Seeing Qiu Dong's disheveled appearance, Guan Wushang became even angrier. In front of so many disciples and onlookers, if he, Guan Wushang, did not reclaim his dignity, he would have no way to continue.

"A young boy so venomous, how can I let you go!"

As he said this, Guan Wushang felt a bit refreshed. He was now Master Guan, not a street thug!

So he needed to show the demeanor of a master.

Just as he was about to make a move, Fang Ling smiled and waved his hand, "Hall Master Guan, I came here to challenge your disciples, not you."

This somewhat shameless remark almost made Guan Wushang spit blood. He glared at Fang Ling and said coldly, "It's rare to see such a talented young man. How can I not guide you?"

As he spoke, Guan Wushang prepared to make a move.

He had already decided to use his most skilled Mountain-Shaking Fist to kill this boy directly.

"Since you, Guan Wushang, are so eager to fight, why don't I accompany you for a few moves." A calm voice came from the crowd, and a man in a long robe slowly walked out.

Seeing this man, Guan Wushang's face turned extremely ugly.

He recognized this man and was a bit afraid of him!

Although this man's cultivation was only one level higher than his, that one level was a world apart.

This man was called Immortal Master, while he, Guan Wushang, could only be called Master.

Fang Ling looked at the man and smiled, "Thank you, Immortal Master Zhao, for upholding justice."

Immortal Master Zhao smiled bitterly in his heart but said calmly, "It's a small matter, Young Master Fang, you don't need to worry about it."

"Immortal Master Zhao, how can I dare to fight you, this..." Guan Wushang rubbed his hands and said cautiously.

Immortal Master Zhao looked at Guan Wushang coldly and said, "Young Master Fang wants to challenge your disciples. Do you have any objections?"

"No objections, absolutely no objections! However, the disciple who fought earlier is already the strongest in my hall. For Young Master Fang's challenge, we admit defeat!" A wise man does not suffer a loss in front of others. Although he did not know who this Young Master Fang was, with Immortal Master Zhao's intervention, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

Admitting defeat was not a big deal.

After all, compared to life, face was nothing!

"I have always heard that the Huwei Martial Arts Hall has three hundred disciples, all heroes. Today, I want to see them one by one!" Fang Ling ignored the situation and said, "I want to see if this claim is just boasting!"

Seeing them one by one meant dealing with them one by one!

Guan Wushang knew his disciples' abilities. Except for Luo Chan, who could勉强 compete, the others were far inferior to this Young Master Fang. If they fought, they would only be beaten. But if they didn't fight...

"Guan Wushang, Young Master Fang has spoken. Why don't you send out your disciples!" Immortal Master Zhao looked at Guan Wushang coldly and said, "Do you want me to personally invite them?"

Guan Wushang was deeply hurt inside but said in a calm voice, "Immortal Master, I will send out my disciples."

"Fourth, you go!"

PS: Xiao Fang, show your strength, brothers, where are the votes?

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