Chapter 40

"Great Peng Fist, look up to the moon."

Compared to Liu Yuliang, Lin Yiming's fist, which was smaller by a circle, did not clash head-on but instead, at the moment their arms crossed, his wrist turned, and his arm flipped over.

With the martial arts spirit heart beating wildly, a surge of spiritual energy emerged, causing Liu Yuliang's arm to move as well. In the instant of the flip, his arm lifted even higher, rolling and lifting, carrying Liu Yuliang's arm diagonally upward, as if looking up to the moon.

A seemingly simple move, but in an instant, it completed four actions: crossing, flipping, lifting, and rolling. All the movements were smooth and fluid, like flowing clouds and running water.

Liu Yuliang felt his arm strike the sky uncontrollably, and he was greatly alarmed. He was using a basic martial art, so how could it be countered again?

Moreover, he finally recognized the familiar aspect of the fist technique this boy was using. It seemed to be the Great Peng Fist?

But could it be the Great Peng Fist? Was that possible? Could the Great Peng Fist block the attack of a basic martial art?

The martial art he was using was a basic one taught by his teacher. What was the Great Peng Fist? It was the most common and simplest fist technique, even the old farmers in the village knew it, which is why it was called the Farmer's Fist.

But this Farmer's Fist actually blocked him. When did the Farmer's Fist become so powerful? He had practiced the Farmer's Fist for so long, but he never felt it was powerful. That move just now, even among the martial artists in the world, at least ninety-nine out of a hundred would know it, but he had never seen anyone use the "look up to the moon" from the Great Peng Fist like this.

As Liu Yuliang was shocked, he realized it was even worse. With his fist raised, he had completely exposed his defense.

With his defense wide open, the opponent could strike however he wanted!

Gathering all his strength, Liu Yuliang tried to pull back his arm, but just as he started to move, Lin Yiming's fist had already landed.

An endless surge of spiritual energy erupted in an instant.

A solid punch hit Liu Yuliang's qi sea, and a sound like a stone exploding echoed.

Liu Yuliang spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body flying backward like a broken kite, landing far away on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust and making another loud noise.

"Master Liu!"

The servants cried out in shock, disbelievingly watching Liu Yuliang fly far away.

Liu Yuliang was actually knocked flying, and by someone three levels below him, using what seemed to be the most common Farmer's Fist in the world!

Was the Farmer's Fist really that powerful?

Master Liu was a fourth-layer spirit heart, with his body always protected by spiritual energy.

Was this boy human or a monster? Reaching the fourth layer of spirit heart from the first layer, was that even possible? It was too absurd, but it happened right before their eyes, and they had to believe it.

Far away, in the dense forest outside the village, the birds had already been startled by the argument, and the forest was deathly silent.

On a lush tree, a figure hidden in the shade looked at Lin Yiming with an expression of disbelief.

"First-layer spirit heart defeating a fourth-layer, Lin Yiming is truly unexpected, especially since he seems to have just broken through." The figure, hidden in the dark, was unrecognizable, and his voice, though cold, could not hide his amazement.

"But it's strange, how can a first-layer spirit heart contend with a fourth-layer martial artist and even have the upper hand? What secret does he have? And his fist technique, that is the Great Peng Fist, which can counter a basic martial art.

Even if I use the Great Peng Fist, I can't do it as purely and naturally as he does. How did this boy train?"

The crowd was stunned by Lin Yiming's performance, which exceeded their understanding, and the scene was unusually quiet. At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Boy, you're asking for death!"

Just as everyone was stunned by Lin Yiming's performance, another person who had not acted before stepped out from behind Liu Yuliang.

This man, with a twisted smile, released a surge of spiritual energy, causing the leaves on the ground in front of him to fly up, and the air around him became heavy.

"Sixth-layer spirit heart..."

Lin Yiming, seeing the spiritual energy burst from the man, felt a layer of sweat break out on his back, his heart filled with shock. The man was also a martial artist with a spirit heart, and far exceeded him. Just from the spiritual energy, he knew he was no match, the gap was too great.

He was only a first-layer spirit heart, while the man was a sixth-layer, a difference of five layers. How could he possibly fight back?

This man was actually Liu Yuliang's person!

"Feel the gap? Boy, you dared to injure Master Liu. Today, I'll make you die!"

The man clenched his fist and slowly approached Lin Yiming. As he approached, Lin Yiming felt the immense pressure, and the old farmers behind him could not stand, swaying like boats in a storm.

The man sneered, his body flashing, and he rushed to Lin Yiming, delivering a punch.

Instantly, the sound of a whistling fist filled the air. In the blink of an eye, his fist was in front of Lin Yiming. His strength far exceeded Lin Yiming's, and his speed was too fast. Lin Yiming had no time to react, and the punch was about to land.

On the tree in the dense forest, the hidden figure saw the man's move and felt a jolt of fear. Lin Yiming was in danger.

Just as Lin Yiming was about to be hit, a black shadow flashed by, and before anyone could see clearly, the shadow had already rushed to Lin Yiming's front.

In the next moment, the man's punch stopped in mid-air, caught by a hand that had come from the side.

Suddenly, another person appeared on the scene, the one who had caught the punch.

"It's you!"

Lin Yiming, recognizing the man, was greatly surprised. It was Zhao Yongli, the famous wanderer who had come to him for appraisal!

Moreover, his strength was even greater than Lin Yiming had initially thought; he was a martial law realm expert!

"Martial law realm!"

The man, feeling the formidable and terrifying strength of the auction house steward, was no less shocked than Lin Yiming.

In this small village, having a spirit heart martial artist was already surprising, but a martial law realm expert was more than just surprising.

A martial law realm expert was a powerful existence that all sides would vie for. Even in the town, it was rare to see one.

In this remote countryside, a martial law realm expert appeared, and he was helping this boy. This boy must have some background.

The man retracted his fist, re-evaluated Lin Yiming, and then looked at the martial law realm expert: "No wonder this boy is so arrogant. He has a martial law realm expert backing him. But don't think that having a martial law realm expert backing you means you can do whatever you want."

The man, bowing slightly to Zhao Yongli, continued: "I don't know why you're protecting this boy, but I'm sure you don't know who he offended today. We are from the Fierce Wind Martial Hall, and our master's background is well-known to you.

Our master studied at the Prince Qi Academy, and the servants this boy injured are my junior brothers. Injuring the master's disciples is no small matter. This boy has offended our martial hall and our master, which means he has offended the Prince Qi Academy.

Offending the Prince Qi Academy, even a martial law realm expert should think carefully before protecting this boy."

After the man finished speaking, Zhao Yongli's weathered face furrowed: "I've heard of the Fierce Wind Martial Hall. I've always heard that your hall has a bad reputation and does evil everywhere. Today, it seems that the rumors are true. I've been here for a while, watching to see who was right and who was wrong. Now I know. You are the ones who need to be eliminated to prevent future harm."

Lin Yiming, seeing Zhao Yongli's righteous stance, was deeply moved. The man had revealed his identity and even connected with the Prince Qi Academy, but Zhao Yongli clearly intended to stand up for him. They had only met once, and Lin Yiming had only helped him appraise a treasure.

He didn't expect Zhao Yongli to act so quickly. It was no wonder his reputation as a wanderer was known throughout the state and even the county.

As Lin Yiming was thinking, Zhao Yongli suddenly turned to him, looking him in the eye and said, "Are you annoyed by these two? I can help you kill them, but before that..."

He paused, then reached behind him, and like a magician, pulled out a small abacus. He started to work it with great skill, like an old accountant.

Everyone around was stunned. What... What was the abacus for? Did it have any other use besides accounting?

Amidst the surprised and puzzled looks, Zhao Yongli finally stopped, looked at the abacus, and turned to Lin Yiming with a smile: "Give me one million taels of silver, and I'll help you solve this problem."