Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 141 - 4 Visiting

Chapter 141: Chapter 4 Visiting

"Recently, the situation at Yanghua has become tense. Master feared that the cultivation of the secret medicine would suffer a loss, so he went with Second Senior Brother to inspect it," Zhu Lingshan’s beautiful eyes shot a cold glare, "but when they returned, they were ambushed. Fortunately, Master has profound martial arts skills and fought his way out even with injuries, scaring the others from making a move. Otherwise, Master’s life and death would be uncertain."

"How was Master’s whereabouts exposed? Without an insider, it’s absolutely impossible," Lin Yuan pondered.

After understanding the intricacies, a murderous intent appeared in Lin Yuan’s eyes.

His martial arts skills had advanced quickly to the Condensing Essence stage, much due to Zhu Jiyi’s guidance. Specifically speaking, since Lin Yuan began refining his martial arts, only Zhu Jiyi had selflessly shared his understanding of martial arts.

Moreover, Zhu Jiyi was also Zhu Lingshan’s master, both emotionally and rationally, this revenge must be taken.

"Where is Second Senior Brother?"

Suppressing the waves in his heart, Lin Yuan wanted to understand the course of events.

"Master returned this time with a lot of medicinal materials to ensure the disciples’ needs throughout the winter. Second Senior Brother is probably organizing the herbs in the warehouse," Pang Yanmu said softly.

Lin Yuan nodded in understanding.

He turned around to check Zhu Jiyi’s injuries again, ensuring nothing was missed, before planning to personally find Second Senior Brother to ask about the situation.

But before Lin Yuan could finish his inspection, footsteps were heard outside the door again.

"Sister Zhu, it’s terrible. The two major boxing schools have come to challenge us," a young disciple hurriedly and anxiously said, "Second Senior Brother couldn’t match their strength and was seriously injured. Quick, go to the front courtyard."

"How dare they come and injure my senior brother as if the Zhu Family Boxing Hall is made of clay!" Pang Yanmu flew into a rage and was about to charge out.

"Wait, wait."

Upon hearing about the other two boxing schools, Zhu Jiyi immediately opened his eyes and said weakly.

"The Hong Family chose this moment to act! They want the Zhu Family Boxing Hall to submit, there’s no escaping it today. The attackers were surely arranged by them!" Zhu Jiyi thought fiercely, understanding the sequence of events.

Despite his severe injuries, it was evident he had an indomitable spirit.

"Help me up," Zhu Jiyi said in a deep voice after resting for a while.

As heard, Zhu Jiyi tried to rise, causing his wounds to gush fresh blood, instantly reddening the white bandages.

"Master, your injuries are too severe to move lightly, let us handle it," Lin Yuan immediately stepped forward to stop him, not daring to let Zhu Jiyi move again.

"Help me up," Zhu Jiyi said with a determined look, shaking his head.

Seeing the worried looks in their eyes, clearly unwilling to move, Zhu Jiyi scolded, "Do you want me to die of anger in bed?"

"Yes!"

The few had no choice but to comply.

They helped Zhu Jiyi into a padded jacket, let him sit on a round-backed armchair, and called for a few servants to carry him out of the room.

Outside, the cold wind blew in bursts, and the heavy snow swirled down.

In the outer courtyard hall, it was already crowded with people, but the atmosphere was tense, filled with the boxing hall’s disciples and those from the other two major boxing schools facing off.

Furthermore, there was a man sitting confidently on a chair below, waiting for the principal of the Zhu Family Boxing Hall to arrive.

"The Zhu Family Boxing Hall boasts of the Crane Cry True Intent. In my view, it’s nothing but bragging. Can it withstand my Tiger Fist?" a burly young man in the middle of the hall laughed.

"Braggart. If Second Senior Brother wasn’t injured, how could someone of your mere perfect Qi-Blood status stand a chance!" The Inner Sect Disciples of the Zhu Family Boxing Hall glared with anger and resentment.

The young man chuckled, squeezed his right hand into a fist provocatively, "Not convinced? You can try and see!"

The disciples of the other two boxing schools fanned the flames, laughing heartily.

"Right. There’s not a decent one amongst you. You claim to have the Crane Cry True Intent but might as well rename it to ’Old Bald Chicken,’ screaming noisily. Ha ha ha."

"Old Bald Chicken sounds fitting. How can you rival the Nie and Xue Family Boxing Halls? You might as well close the door."

The disciples supporting Second Senior Brother could only glare angrily, clenching their teeth in frustration. But since even the strongest Second Senior Brother had fallen, they would be merely offering themselves up if they stepped in.

"If Senior Brother were here, would you dare to parade your power in our hall?" one disciple, enraged, yelled.

"Ha ha ha. You still have a Senior Brother?"

The burly youth who injured Second Senior Brother leaned forward, staring at the person at the exit, and pretended to be surprised and scared, "Where is Senior Brother? I’m so scared. Come out and fight me, beat me up."

"Ha ha ha," the two boxing schools’ disciples laughed wildly.

"You, you all!" The dozen or so Zhu Family disciples flushed with anger, trembling.

But there was no second competent fighter to be found in the boxing hall now.

"Too much bullying!" Second Senior Brother barely opened his eyes, his anger surged at the situation.

Already severely wounded, his Qi-Blood surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before fainting.

This situation made the few disciples laugh even more arrogantly.

Just then, footsteps were heard from behind the room.

"Second Master is here." The Zhu Family disciples felt finally reassured.

It was Ouyang Xing.

Ouyang Xing scanned the hall, finally resting his gaze on one spot, and with a slightly ingratiating look, cupped his hands towards the person sitting below, "Greetings, Captain Hong."

"Second Master, that man injured Senior Brother..."

Just as they wanted to speak about Second Senior Brother’s injury, Ouyang Xing’s expression turned cold, "Shut up. It’s just a martial arts exchange. How could it harm the harmony between boxing halls? You were outclassed, disgracing in front of others, go back and train well."

The hopeful expression of that boxing hall disciple immediately froze.

"Ha ha ha. Even your master says so, and you still have the face to boast in front of us!" This remark made the disciples of the other two boxing schools laugh even more loudly.

Amidst the laughter, Zhu Jiyi was carried out from the back room by the servants.

Pa.

Zhu Jiyi’s chair landed with a thud.

The previously arrogant visitors suddenly fell silent.

But Zhu Jiyi’s face was icy as his gaze fell directly on the seat at the opposite lower position.

The man was wide and broad, like a Buddha statue, smiling slightly.

"The Hong Family, Hong Huaiyun?"

Zhu Jiyi’s eyes swept over him, his mind fluctuating, and he took a deep breath to calm down slowly.

"It’s him!" Zhu Jiyi’s voice turned low and grim as another figure appeared before him, glaring at the man.

In the crowd, a man held a simple knife, face as an old farmer, expressionless. He was one of those who attacked yesterday.

"Heh, greetings, Master Zhu," Hong Huaiyun said with a skin-deep smile, cupping his hands.

Behind him were two men, one tall, one short.

The short one was Xue Wan, and the tall one was Nie Lanhong, both old rivals of Zhu Jiyi, very familiar with each other.

Xue Wan gazed calmly, his expression unclear.

Nie Lanhong, however, noticed the injuries on Zhu Jiyi’s body and smirked coldly.

Zhu Jiyi’s mind plunged into despair.

The attack yesterday might have been to injure him, or was it not also a warning for him to make a decision quickly? Perhaps out of the remaining usefulness he had, they spared his life.

Fortunately, he had already arranged for Pang Yanmu to go to the academy to bring back Lu Hualiang. Considering the current situation, the other side had as many as five in the Condensing Essence stage. Only when the chief disciple Lu Hualiang returned could things turn around.

"It is quite the honor for you all to visit the Zhu Family today," Zhu Jiyi’s face showed a slight smile as he spoke in a deep voice, "In this cold and freezing weather, I wonder why you have graced us with your presence?"

"Ha ha ha," Nie Lanhong chuckled twice, sneering, "Zhu Jiyi, stop feigning ignorance. Don’t you understand why we’re here?"

"The Hong Family Guard. Both Nie and Xue Families have agreed to join forces; only the Zhu Family is left."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiyi’s expression suddenly turned cold.

The situation today had dragged on for too long.

Xue Wan spoke calmly, "The three boxing halls of Yanghua are all civilian boxing halls, linked by branches and roots, prospering together, suffering together. You have been informed for some time, but up till today, you have yet to answer."

"With Yanghua’s tense situation, more and more refugees are coming. The Hong Family Guard needs our three families to exert combined efforts to maintain Yanghua’s peace."

"Old Brother Zhu, this can’t be delayed any longer. We had no choice but to visit; today, we need you to make a decision."

"Heh heh!" Zhu Jiyi sneered, "Forced to agree, aren’t I?"

"The captain’s patience is limited, giving you ten breaths." Nie Lanhong said coldly, "Choose now!"

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