Chapter 30

Tiger Form?

Xingyi Quan!

Originally, Zhu Gang was already shocked beyond measure when he saw that Ye Fan, despite his young age, had already reached the 'Great Perfection of the Later Heaven' realm. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said, "When did the Bagua School produce such a master?"

Now, sensing that Ye Fan had executed the Tiger Form from Xingyi Quan, and that the skill level was no less than the Bagua Palm he had just used, Zhu Gang was completely overwhelmed with shock.

Because... he was very clear that Bagua Quan and Xingyi Quan were two different martial arts, each with distinct techniques and realms.

For most martial artists, it was already difficult to master the martial arts of their own school.

For example, although he had devoted most of his life to martial arts techniques, he had only managed to master two martial arts to a high level.

In a battle between experts, victory or defeat was often decided in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Gang, taken aback, had already lost the initiative. Seeing Ye Fan's fierce attack, he didn't dare to engage in a direct confrontation but instead leaped aside, escaping like a quick monkey.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Although Zhu Gang dodged Ye Fan's cannon hammer strike, he felt a fierce wind roaring past his ears, almost deafening him.

With the strike missing, Ye Fan did not pause. He transformed from Tiger to Crane, the cannon hammer coming like the wind, his entire body becoming a crane. His right fist turned into a crane's beak, as if a crane had spotted a fish in the river and was pecking at it.

And Zhu Gang was that fish in the river.

"Hmph!"

As a member of the Yanhuang, Zhu Gang was already embarrassed to be driven into retreat by Ye Fan. Now, seeing that Ye Fan was relentless, he was also somewhat angry. He coldly snorted and swung his fist in response.

This punch looked very simple, so simple that even someone who hadn't practiced martial arts could mimic it.

However—

In Ye Fan's eyes, this punch was far from simple.

Like any field, martial arts ultimately simplify the complex, but... simplicity contains profound meaning.

For example, Zhu Gang's punch, though simple, contained a meaning of never giving up, like a soldier charging into battle with a spirit of readiness to die.

"Bang—"

The two fists collided, like two mountains crashing together, the sound was astonishing. Then, the internal strength of both men clashed like two armies, fighting and canceling each other out, the sound of their clash ringing in the air.

Soon, the two fists separated, and Ye Fan and Zhu Gang each took a step back.

A draw.

This time, although Zhu Gang had acted hastily, he had managed to turn the tide.

"Young man, I have to admit, you are one of the most talented martial artists I have ever seen, but you should not endanger the world."

After the hard clash, Zhu Gang, seeing that Ye Fan had stopped, spoke with a somewhat complex expression. In his view, with Ye Fan's talent, if he could practice for a few more years, he would surely shock the entire 'martial world.'

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Ye Fan had not only seen that Zhu Gang's punch was not simple but also recognized its origin, so he had not used his full strength. Now, hearing Zhu Gang's words, he said irritably, "Your Yanhuang Quan, though practiced to the extreme, cannot harm me at all."

Whoosh!

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Zhu Gang felt as if a thunderclap had sounded in his ears, his face changing dramatically, and for the first time, he showed surprise on his face: "How do you know I used Yanhuang Quan?"

No answer!

Ye Fan swung his fist, just like Zhu Gang's, looking very simple but containing profound meaning, and in terms of meaning, it was no less than Zhu Gang's.

"You..."

Originally, Zhu Gang thought that Ye Fan might have fought with other members of 'Yanhuang' and thus recognized his fist technique. Now, seeing Ye Fan casually perform Yanhuang Quan with a meaning no less profound than others, his shock was indescribable.

After all, Yanhuang Quan was created by a supreme master whom he revered as a god, and it was only for the members of Yanhuang to learn!

And Ye Fan, who was not a member of Yanhuang, knew Yanhuang Quan?!

"Swallow..."

After the shock, Zhu Gang swallowed hard and asked sternly, "How do you know Yanhuang Quan? Who are you?"

"Three years ago, I trained with a man named Qin Hai from the Yanhuang organization for three months. During the training, I sparred with him and learned this skill." Ye Fan spoke truthfully. The Qin Hai he mentioned was the man who exuded a martial aura three years ago.

Three years ago, after training Ye Fan, Qin Hai had applied to the higher-ups, saying that Ye Fan was a supreme genius and must be recruited into the Yanhuang organization. Although the higher-ups did not approve for some unknown reason, Qin Hai told some members of Yanhuang, including Zhu Gang, about it.

Later, by chance, Qin Hai met the leader of Yanhuang and learned that Ye Fan was the closed-door disciple of the Evil Emperor Chu Xuanji and could not join Yanhuang.

"Ah—"

At this moment, hearing Ye Fan mention the events of three years ago, Zhu Gang immediately recalled them, his mouth opening wide in shock, "So it's you."

"Yes, since you and Master Qin are from the same organization, there's no need for us to fight."

Ye Fan nodded. Although Qin Hai had only trained him for three months, he had taught him skills like using firearms and computers, and also the Yanhuang Quan. Calling Qin Hai 'master' was not an exaggeration.

"Of course, Qin Hai and I are brothers who can trust each other with our lives."

Zhu Gang smiled bitterly, then thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "By the way, what exactly happened? Why did the police say you attacked them and seized their guns?"

As he spoke, Zhu Gang recalled that only Zhang Li was injured in the entire courtyard, sensing that the matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Hearing Zhu Gang's question, Ye Fan did not answer immediately but signaled to Su Jindi in front, indicating that he was fine and asking him to wait a moment.

After doing this, Ye Fan told Zhu Gang what had happened that night.

"These rich brats, they are truly reckless, and the scoundrels in the force really need to be disciplined!" Upon learning the truth, Zhu Gang was full of anger.

As a member of Yanhuang, he naturally knew that one should not believe one-sided accounts, but... he believed that with Ye Fan's identity and strength, there was no need to lie to him!

To put it another way, if Ye Fan really wanted to harm society, not to mention Gou Wei, none of the police in the courtyard would have survived!

"Little Fan, rest assured, I will give you an answer on this matter!" After scolding, Zhu Gang, worried that Ye Fan would continue to pursue the matter, made a promise to Ye Fan.

He was not worried that Ye Fan would break with the higher-ups and harm society, but rather that the matter would reach the ears of the Evil Emperor Chu Xuanji!

If that happened, things would become serious!

Because... he knew what the Evil Emperor Chu Xuanji represented in China!

"Alright."

Originally, Ye Fan had planned to call Chu Ji if Gou Wei continued to use secular power to pressure him, but now that Zhu Gang was handling the matter, he did not refuse.

"By the way, Little Fan, why did you suddenly come down the mountain?" Seeing that Ye Fan did not object, Zhu Gang relaxed and changed the subject.

"My master sent me down the mountain to help someone with their illness."

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, then thought of how Su Jindi had told Su Yuxin that he was in trouble and had not been able to contact Su Yuxin and others due to his phone being dead. Worried that Su Yuxin and others would be concerned, he added, "Master, I have some things to handle, so I won't keep you company. If we meet again, I will definitely seek your guidance."

"Since you have things to do, let's talk another day. Go ahead and take care of your business." Zhu Gang smiled and waved, watching as Ye Fan hailed a taxi and left with Su Jindi.

"How could you let him go?"

Just as Ye Fan and Su Jindi left in the taxi, Dong Jianjun, who had been watching the situation, walked out of the courtyard, full of doubt.

"Old Dong, this person is not to be touched." Zhu Gang was still shaken.

Dong Jianjun's eyebrows raised slightly, "You know him?"

"Yes."

Zhu Gang nodded, then, fearing that Dong Jianjun would misunderstand, he smiled bitterly, "But I didn't stop you because I know him. On the contrary, if I didn't know him, today's matter would have been more troublesome!"

"Why?" Dong Jianjun was full of doubt and curiosity, "Can you finish your sentence?"

"First, although he is young, his skills are already at a divine level, and even I am not his match." Zhu Gang said seriously.

"What... What? That kid is stronger than you?!"

Dong Jianjun was shocked. On one hand, he knew Zhu Gang's strength and status, and on the other, he understood that if that young man had really wanted to fight the police, it wouldn't have been just about injuring them!

"Um."

Zhu Gang nodded in affirmation, his expression becoming complex, "More importantly, with his identity, even if he had injured the police, you wouldn't have the nerve to do anything about it!"

"Uh..."

If Dong Jianjun had only been surprised before, he was now completely shocked. He couldn't imagine how powerful a person would have to be to be as Zhu Gang described.

"Who is he?"

After ten seconds, Dong Jianjun finally recovered from his shock and asked.

"Sorry, Old Dong, I can't tell you his identity." Zhu Gang, seeing that Dong Jianjun was getting anxious, smiled bitterly and shrugged, "It's an organizational principle, you understand."

"You..."

Dong Jianjun paced anxiously, but he could see that Zhu Gang would not speak, so he did not force the issue and asked, "How should we handle this matter next?"

"Old Dong, if I hadn't reminded you, I would have almost forgotten." Zhu Gang said, somewhat angrily, "Your subordinates are really out of control!"

"Are you saying there's something fishy about today's incident?" Dong Jianjun's face changed slightly.

Zhu Gang nodded and then recounted the events as Ye Fan had described them to Dong Jianjun.

As Zhu Gang spoke, Dong Jianjun's frown deepened, eventually forming a '川' shape, his anger evident.

"Old Dong, don't blame me for not warning you. If this matter isn't handled well, all your previous efforts will be in vain." Zhu Gang reminded him, intentionally or unintentionally.

Hearing Zhu Gang's words and recalling his earlier statement, Dong Jianjun's heart was clear, and his expression turned cold.

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