Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 173 - 28: Smashing the Cup as a Signal

Chapter 173: Chapter 28: Smashing the Cup as a Signal

Hou Sixian froze.

"My strength is barely enough to protect myself?"

"Maybe it’s easy to handle seventh-tier figures, but facing eighth-tier might be a bit strenuous."

"It’s rumored that the Hong family’s Family Head, Hong Weiqing, is ninth-tier in the Congealed Yuan realm, hard to deal with, given my capability?"

"I heard there’s also an ancestor who has perfected the Congealed Yuan realm, renowned throughout Yanghua, dominating an era. Terrifying!"

Listen, are these words even humanly comprehensible?

A ninth-tier pinnacle in the Congealed Yuan realm is merely a puppet in your hands. Even the dominating Hong family ancestor probably wouldn’t withstand two moves from you.

Hard to deal with?

Is this something to be told to others? Is there any law or principle of heaven left?

Hou Sixian wanted to curse but, thinking about the great fear hidden in the seemingly frail body of the opponent, decided to let it go.

"Whatever he says, so be it."

Hou Sixian contemplated briefly, somewhat helpless: "Brother Lin, what strategy is this clever tactic?"

"To be honest with Brother Hou, I know nothing about the Hong family. If I hadn’t met you, I’d likely still be investigating," Lin Yuan said solemnly, considering the upcoming battle, with little confidence in his heart.

"How about this." Lin Yuan’s gaze quietly turned fierce, speaking gravely: "I’ll follow behind you, first returning to the side of Pei Family Head, to assess the strength of the opponents."

Thinking about this, Lin Yuan’s eyes grew even brighter: "You contact Pei Family Head secretly, we’ll make the first move, slay their minions first. Capture one or two seventh-tier Congealed Yuan ones from the other side, Pei Family Head’s strength is naturally not ordinary; once Hong Weiqing is held up, we’ll surround him and eventually capture him."

"This." Hou Sixian was stunned upon hearing this.

What kind of operation is this?

All you have to do is exert the state you just demonstrated, punch out, and it’d annihilate them completely, rather than making things so complicated.

But seeing Lin Yuan’s serious demeanor, how could he argue?

"Brother Lin, your plan is truly brilliant." Hou Sixian raised his sword-like eyebrows, praising.

As he said this, he couldn’t help feeling a bit embarrassed.

Recalling himself in the Pei family, wielding the authority of supervision, never yielding, always seen as a stern presence full of righteousness, never joking.

Yet now, flattering shamelessly, a mix of emotions stirring within him. Fortunately, no third person was present, or how would he maintain a dignified image in their eyes?

Lin Yuan saw Hou Sixian applaud, nodded slightly, seriously said: "I’ll drop the cup as the signal, stay alert."

"Alright. Rest assured, Brother, if you take action, I’ll follow immediately." Hou Sixian assured, eyes firmly locked on Lin Yuan.

"Time is of the essence, let’s move at once."

Having said that, Lin Yuan immediately gathered his energy again, lightly tapped his foot, transforming into a black stream of light heading towards the Lunar Pull Tower.

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Lunar Pull Tower, third floor.

The lanterns on the corner tower swayed in the cold wind. The sky began to drift with snowflakes, adding a chill to the winter day.

But what was even more chilling was the gift sent by the Hong family within the grand hall of the third floor.

At the center of the hall, were the heads of the two Hall Masters from the Pill Hall Dong Qi and Nanming Hall.

"Hehe." Hong Weiqing laughed lightly, though the heads of the west and north Hall Masters hadn’t arrived on time, it was inconsequential: "Pei Family Head, my Hong family has tidied your premises, eradicating pests; how do you plan to thank my Hong family?"

Pei Zeqi’s face turned slightly gloomy upon hearing this, suppressing his internal turmoil, his gaze flashed a rare murderous intent.

Hong Weiqing observed Pei Zeqi’s remarkable composure; in such circumstances, remaining unperturbed was indeed the mark of a formidable figure.

"Hmph." Hong Weiqing squinted, exhaling coldly, thinking coldly: "For today, my Hong family has planned for so long, this is just the beginning! Let’s see how long you can endure!"

Just as Hong Weiqing anticipated, the heads were merely the start.

Soon, the Hong family continued to deliver the heads of the Pei family’s peripheral forces.

"The Li family, distributors at the grain shop, the Sui family. The Jin family, at the blacksmith shop, the Zhan family at the salt yard company..."

One by one, heads kept being placed on the tables within the grand hall.

Many pairs of unwilling eyes, fixated on Pei Zeqi.

Even with Pei Zeqi’s determination, the sight of these pale, ghastly eyes made his scalp tingle.

Yet at such a time, he representing the face of the Pei family, couldn’t lose composure, couldn’t get angry, lest the opposite side witness a joke.

The angrier he appeared, the more satisfied the Hong family seemed.

The few elders behind Pei Zeqi appeared ready to ignite the roof with their fury.

"Restrain your anger."

Pei Zeqi’s voice hoarse, he gently raised his hand, stopping the actions of the four late-stage Congealed Yuan figures behind him.

"Family Head." Hong Lao Wu, eyes red with hatred: "Having been bullied to such an extent by the Hong family, when have we Pei family endured such humiliation!"

Pei Zeqi closed his eyes, vehemently suppressing his anger, spoke: "Wait!"

He and Hong Weiqing were here, king-to-king, merely dragging each other. Waiting for the results of their strategies and deployments.

As long as no unexpected events happen in a few key places, the situation remains under Pei family’s control.

"Wait until when?" Pei Lao Liu gritted his teeth, unable to refrain from transmitting in a low voice: "Should we let all the peripheral forces loyal to the Pei family die off?"

Pei Zeqi’s expression remained unchanged but secretly transmitted: "For each gain, there’s loss. As long as the core situation isn’t disrupted, these peripheral forces can be rebuilt."

"Keep waiting until results emerge." Pei Zeqi resolved internally, continuing to sit in his chair, unmoved.