Chapter 85

"Hey, what's going on over there?"

Xiong Kehai was just chatting with Zhai Rang when he suddenly heard the noise and couldn't help but ask.

A subordinate quickly ran over to investigate and reported back, "There's a conflict. One is Huang Piwu, the head of Qinzhou Woniushan, and the other is a complete stranger, I don't recognize him!"

"People in the江湖 (jianghu, the world of martial arts) can't help but act on impulse. A little sparring is no big deal!" Zhai Rang said with a smile, but a glance from the corner of his eye revealed Hu Che'er and Tong Wei rushing towards the conflict. He exclaimed, "Oh no! How could I believe his lies! Why is there always trouble!"

Xiong Kehai turned his head in a daze and asked the girl lying on the table beside him, Zhai Lingling, "Sis, what's going on?"

Zhai Lingling, propping her chin up, her eyes full of admiration for Xiong Kehai, muttered, "What else, bad company!"

Xiong Kehai scratched his head, stood up, his towering frame like an iron tower, exuding a powerful presence, and his steps made a dull thudding sound as he headed straight for the noisy spot.

"Without any skills, don't be so cocky!" Wu Fan, while knocking down the person who had just insulted him with the flat of his sword, taunted, "Otherwise, you'll have to endure the beating! Right?"

Enraged, the person Wu Fan had knocked down, ignoring any martial arts code, shouted, "Brothers! Let's all attack!"

"Everyone, stop!"

A thunderous voice came from afar, making people want to cover their ears.

Xiong Kehai, like a giant, walked over, his face red with anger, like an angry Vajra.

True to his reputation as a giant in the green forest, his roar made the person Wu Fan had beaten immediately signal his brothers to stop.

Zhai Rang, who had arrived first, pulled Wu Fan out of the circle of people and whispered urgently, "My brother! What are you doing? This isn't Wagon Fort, it's Heavenly King Fort!"

Wu Fan bared his teeth in a smile, put away his sword, and nodded, "I know, I know! I just couldn't hold back! That guy's mouth was as foul as a cesspool, I had to teach him a lesson for his parents!"

Zhai Rang spoke in a low voice, only a few people around could hear.

Wu Fan, though not shouting, was close to it, his words full of provocation and mockery.

"Pale face! You've gone too far! I won't let this go!"

The man roared in anger, and his followers rushed over to continue the fight.

Wu Fan, undeterred, was about to continue.

"Slap!"

Before his fist could land, it was caught by a hand as big as a fan. Wu Fan turned to see Xiong Kehai's massive frame, which stood out even among the tall men around him!

Xiong Kehai, with a look of anger, glared at Wu Fan and shouted, "When you can spare someone, do so! How can your mouth be so vicious?"

Wu Fan felt his hand clamped in an iron grip, unable to break free, and winced in pain.

Zhai Rang quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Heavenly King, don't be angry! My brother doesn't understand the rules, please forgive him! Please forgive him!"

"Let go of my uncle!"

Tong Wei, a young and impulsive boy, seeing Wu Fan in pain, was furious and charged at Xiong Kehai.

"Bang!"

A loud thud, and everyone was stunned.

Who in the martial arts world didn't know that the Purple-faced Heavenly King Xiong Kehai had the strength to lift a tripod, the strongest in the world? He could stand firm against nine ordinary men. But at this moment, he was knocked down by Tong Wei's brute force!

"Oh no!"

Zhai Rang's face turned bitter, and he inwardly lamented: [Why is one trouble after another? What are these uncle and nephew made of? Why do they always cause trouble!]

Though he kept muttering, Zhai Rang still had to smooth things over, apologizing and bowing, "Heavenly King! The child doesn't know any better, you..."

Xiong Kehai stood up with a graceful leap, brushed off the dust from his clothes, and gestured for Zhai Rang to stop talking. He walked straight to Tong Wei, his eyes full of intimidating power.

Tong Wei, being young and inexperienced, was a bit scared.

Wu Fan shook his wrist, stepped in front of Tong Wei, and said with a bow, "The child is still young. If the Heavenly King feels his dignity is hurt, just say the word, and I'll take it on!"

"Ha ha ha ha...!"

Xiong Kehai stared at Wu Fan and Tong Wei for a long time, then burst into laughter.

After his laughter subsided, Xiong Kehai said, "My reputation in the martial arts world is good enough that I wouldn't bully the young or be so petty!" He looked at Tong Wei and smiled, "Kid! You've got some strength! You're a good material! Come here, let's test your strength. If you can move me even a step, I'll take you as my disciple today!"

"Uncle!"

Tong Wei called out in fear.

Wu Fan turned around and smiled, "This is a good thing! To be recognized by the Heavenly King is your fortune! Whether you succeed or not, go and try! Don't worry, your uncle is here!"

Hearing this, Tong Wei flexed his arms and stepped forward, the words "your uncle is here" giving him courage.

Xiong Kehai raised his arms, interlocked his fingers with Tong Wei's, and smiled, "Kid! Use your strength!"

"Roar!!!"

Tong Wei's shout still had a childish tone, but his strength was considerable. With one push, even Xiong Kehai, who was fully prepared, was shaken.

Xiong Kehai, a born powerhouse, gradually stabilized himself under Tong Wei's immense strength, standing firm as a rock.

Tong Wei's face was red, his legs constantly pushing forward, but it seemed futile.

Wu Fan frowned slightly and said calmly, "Steady your stance! Lower your shoulders, shake your hips, direct your strength downward, and attack the lower body!"

"Bang bang!"

Tong Wei followed the advice, his stance was very stable. After a deep breath, he lunged forward.

Xiong Kehai's face changed. His tall stature made his lower body less stable compared to shorter people. Tong Wei's strength was still growing, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, but at its peak, it was only slightly less than Xiong Kehai's. With a steady stance, Tong Wei's strength was concentrated on Xiong Kehai's waist, and his half-hearted way of using strength made Xiong Kehai uncomfortable...

"Slip...!"

The sound of slipping came from underfoot.

Xiong Kehai looked down and saw that his step had indeed moved a bit. He laughed, "Kid! Report your name! I'll take you as my disciple! Ha ha ha!"

Tong Wei, too busy to report his name, plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, and wiped the sweat from his head.

Xiong Kehai laughed heartily, picked up Tong Wei, and said loudly, "I'm taking a disciple! Everyone! Set up the altar, prepare the incense table! Ha ha ha!"

Everyone, forgetting the previous conflict, all shouted in unison, "Congratulations to the Heavenly King for getting a fine disciple! Congratulations to the Heavenly King for getting a fine disciple!"

In the crowd, Zhai Rang let out a long sigh, looking at Wu Fan with reproach, "What are you trying to do? With your character, you wouldn't be so rash, right? If it weren't for your nephew, who knows what would have happened!"

Wu Fan pursed his lips and lowered his voice, "Arrange for me to meet the Heavenly King alone. Otherwise, this Seven Prefectures Green Forest Assembly... will end in a bloodbath!"

Zhai Rang was instantly shocked, staring intently at Wu Fan, trying to discern the truth.

Wu Fan's expression was very serious, full of determination.

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