Chapter 85

Xue Lang's iron ball flew out of his hand, heading straight for Chu Huan. At this moment, Chu Huan had already knocked down one of the followers with a single stick. Hearing the strong wind beside him, he knew someone was attacking him from behind, but he remained calm, blocking the attack with his copper stick. A "clang" sound was heard, and sparks flew as Chu Huan managed to block the iron ball with his copper stick.

Xue Lang did not show any mercy when he attacked. After the first iron ball, he did not hesitate to throw the second one.

Chu Huan blocked the first iron ball and quickly tightened his grip on the copper stick. Seeing the second iron ball flying over, a cold smile appeared on his lips. In a split second, he swung his copper stick.

"Clang!"

Another sound was heard. This time, Chu Huan did not block but hit the iron ball back like a golf ball.

The iron ball changed direction and flew back to Xue Lang at an extremely fast speed.

Xue Lang was somewhat surprised. Although it seemed simple to hit the iron ball back with a copper stick, it required excellent timing and strength. Seeing the iron ball flying towards him, Xue Lang leaned back, and the iron ball narrowly missed his face.

When Xue Lang attacked, the followers no longer dared to join in, stepping back instead. Everyone knew Xue Lang's abilities and had personally experienced Chu Huan's skills. No one dared to intervene in their fight, fearing they might get hurt.

Xue Lang then rushed towards Chu Huan, grabbing a copper stick from a nearby follower. His expression was fierce, and he roared as he raised the copper stick and struck down at Chu Huan.

Chu Huan, upon seeing Xue Lang's attack, knew he was not to be underestimated. Xue Lang's strength and speed were formidable, and his attacks were sharp and fierce, which explained why he could dominate Qingliu County.

The two copper sticks clashed, and "clang, clang, clang" sounds echoed as sparks flew. In the snow, their figures moved back and forth, and in just a moment, they had already exchanged over ten blows.

After these ten exchanges, Xue Lang's face became even more grim, while Chu Huan remained calm, a strange smile lingering on his lips.

Most people watching could not tell who had the upper hand, only seeing the two figures moving in the snow. However, the thin Third Brother, who was watching from a distance, understood the situation, his face showing surprise and a furrowed brow.

He had seen clearly that although the two seemed evenly matched, and Xue Lang's attacks were more aggressive, Xue Lang's continuous attacks were easily deflected by Chu Huan. Xue Lang's stick techniques looked powerful, but their actual effect was poor.

Chu Huan, after engaging in the fight, did not immediately launch an attack but seemed interested in countering Xue Lang's moves.

If it were a beginner, they might think Chu Huan was being forced to defend. However, anyone with some knowledge of stick techniques would understand that Chu Huan was conserving his strength. His ability to easily counter Xue Lang's moves showed that he was extremely confident and had the upper hand in the fight.

Xue Lang, however, was well aware of the situation. He had used his most lethal moves from the start, not daring to kill Chu Huan in public but intending to break his limbs.

Only after engaging in the fight did Xue Lang realize he had underestimated Chu Huan. His opponent's skills were far superior to what he had expected. After just a few exchanges, Xue Lang knew Chu Huan's stick techniques were far better than his own.

What was even more infuriating was that Chu Huan, who was clearly superior, did not immediately attack but played with him like a cat with a mouse. Although Xue Lang knew Chu Huan was toying with him, he did not dare to relax, fearing when Chu Huan might suddenly launch a lethal attack. Chu Huan's defense was so tight that his offensive skills must be even stronger.

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Xue Lang could no longer bear it, his copper stick striking down repeatedly. He roared, "Chu, if you don't attack now...!" He was truly enraged by Chu Huan's extremely disrespectful attitude.

However, he forgot that in a fight, maintaining a calm mind was crucial, especially when facing a stronger opponent. Not only did one need to be calm, but also patient.

Xue Lang had committed a grave mistake, and Chu Huan seemed to have played enough. His copper stick suddenly moved faster, striking down at Xue Lang.

When Chu Huan attacked, his momentum and sharpness were far beyond Xue Lang's. Xue Lang was shocked, no longer able to attack, and could only defend, retreating step by step.

Chu Huan's strikes became increasingly powerful and fast. His techniques were not flashy but highly effective. Xue Lang, holding his copper stick to block, felt a tingling sensation in his wrists with each strike.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Xue Lang's face turned pale, and he kept retreating. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his wrist. Seeing Chu Huan's next strike, Xue Lang used all his strength to block. A "clang" sound was heard, and Xue Lang felt a sharp, tearing pain in his wrists, unable to hold on any longer. His copper stick fell from his hands, and Chu Huan's copper stick continued to strike down. Xue Lang, in a panic, cried out, "Spare my life...!"

"Whoosh!"

Chu Huan's copper stick stopped just a few inches from Xue Lang's forehead. Xue Lang's pupils dilated in fear. If Chu Huan had not controlled his strength, Xue Lang's head would have been smashed to pieces.

Large beads of sweat appeared on Xue Lang's forehead, and the Eight Li Hall followers were stunned, not daring to make a sound or even breathe loudly.

Having narrowly escaped death, Xue Lang lost all his courage. His legs gave way, and he knelt in the snow.

This act of kneeling was equivalent to admitting that Chu Huan had successfully challenged the Eight Li Hall, and that from now on, the Eight Li Hall would no longer exist in Qingliu County. It also meant that Xue Lang would have no place to stay in this area.

Chu Huan slowly retracted his copper stick and said calmly, "Destroy your arms, and leave Yunshan Prefecture now... If you don't, I'll do it for you!"

Xue Lang, drenched in sweat, trembled and said, "Sir Chu, please be merciful. From now on, I will do whatever you say... The Eight Li Hall will follow your orders...!"

At this moment, Xue Lang's face was pale, and he no longer had the fierce and domineering demeanor he once had.

Chu Huan shook his head. The Eight Li Hall had been committing crimes for years, and the villagers of Liu Family Village had suffered greatly because of them. Chu Huan could not allow this cancer to continue to exist.

Xue Lang was a lackey of Hu Wei, who had committed countless heinous acts over the past two years. Chu Huan could not let him off easily.

Xue Lang, gritting his teeth, knelt in the snow, unsure of what to do.

Seeing that Xue Lang had no intention of cutting off his arms, Chu Huan sighed and suddenly kicked him. "Bang!" The kick landed on Xue Lang's right shoulder, and a "crack" sound was heard. Xue Lang screamed in pain, flying out and landing heavily on the ground.

A chorus of gasps rose from the crowd.

Chu Huan did not stop. He walked over to Xue Lang, who was still in pain, and grabbed his left arm. With a light twist, Xue Lang screamed in agony. In an instant, both of his arms were rendered useless.

Unable to bear the pain, Xue Lang fainted.

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The Eight Li Hall followers, witnessing this, were terrified. One of them, realizing he still held a weapon, quickly threw it away. This action reminded the others, and they all discarded their weapons.

Chu Huan looked at the thin Third Brother and said calmly, "Find a carriage and take him out of Yunshan Prefecture... You can go anywhere, but don't come back...!"

The thin Third Brother glanced at the unconscious Xue Lang, his lips twitching. A once formidable figure in Qingliu County had become a cripple in just a moment.

The thin Third Brother sighed. If he had known the outcome, he would never have dared to offend someone like Chu Huan. But it was too late now.

The thin Third Brother hesitated, then stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Sir Chu, I have a few words to say, but I'm not sure if I should..."

Chu Huan threw away his copper stick and said calmly, "Speak!"

"Sir Chu, it's cold outside. Can we talk inside?" The thin Third Brother said respectfully. "There's a fire inside, and it's more convenient to talk."

Chu Huan frowned. Among the Eight Li Hall, he found the thin Third Brother to be the most sensible. He stepped into the main hall, where the furniture was made of black wood and the decor was luxurious.

The thin Third Brother invited Chu Huan to sit down and then said respectfully, "Sir Chu, I won't beat around the bush. I just want to ask, will you dissolve the Eight Li Hall from now on?"

Chu Huan smiled faintly and asked, "What do you think?"

The thin Third Brother said seriously, "Sir Chu, I dare to say this, but the Eight Li Hall... cannot be dissolved!"

Chu Huan leaned back in his chair, his face expressionless, and said with a smile, "According to the rules, since I challenged the hall, the name of the Eight Li Hall should no longer exist, right?"

The thin Third Brother nodded. "That's true, but think about it, Sir Chu. Will dissolving the Eight Li Hall truly benefit the people?"

Chu Huan, sensing there was more to the thin Third Brother's words, asked, "What do you mean?"

The thin Third Brother leaned in slightly and lowered his voice. "Sir Chu, you know what kind of people are in the Eight Li Hall. Before they joined, they were ruffians in Qingliu County, causing all sorts of trouble...!" He sighed and pointed at himself. "I wasn't a good person either, and I did many things that harmed the people... There are over sixty members in the Eight Li Hall. Think about it, Sir Chu. If the Eight Li Hall is dissolved, these people will scatter, and without any constraints...!" He paused and then said softly, "The people will suffer even more...!"

Chu Huan smiled wryly. "Scattered ruffians can indeed cause harm, but when they form a gang, they can be even more ruthless... Are you suggesting I keep the Eight Li Hall?"

The thin Third Brother said, "Sir Chu, you are absolutely right. However, if these people are kept together, whether they continue to cause trouble or follow the rules depends on how they are managed... Sir Chu, you are a man of integrity. I'm not flattering you, but with your management, the ruffian spirit of these people will surely be eliminated...!"

Chu Huan understood. "You want me to manage the Eight Li Hall?"

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