Chapter 257: Only My Unique Method Chapter 257: Hang Them Up

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Nearly half a year of training has greatly increased the number of Level 2 Students in the Martial Arts Hall, reaching a full 120 people.

The physical quality of Level 2 Students has already improved significantly compared to Ordinary People; gathered together, they form a considerable force. If placed in the era of cold weapons, with a bit of combat literacy, they could be called elites.

And in a relatively peaceful city, clad in full armor and wielding heavy bows, they hold an almost unmatched position.

Luoxiong took 3 minutes to summon three squads totaling 58 Students — the Martial Arts Hall does not require Students to report daily; this was already all the Inspection Team Members currently in the Hall.

"Three-quarters carry Wooden Sticks, one-quarter carry Bows and Arrows. Upon arriving at the Small Square, everyone listen to my commands; execute orders resolutely; I will take responsibility if anything happens. Xie Wuyang, Li Feng, and Cao Zheng, you each lead one squad."

Chen Yi spoke very resolutely; the Students dared not relax for a moment. This was clearly preparation to suppress the brawl on the Small Square.

Cao Zheng, Xie Wuyang, and Li Feng had all already taken Chen Yi as Master; their loyalty goes without saying. They held great influence over the Third Term Students. While checking Equipment and urging action, the squads quickly formed a defensive formation. Luoxiong patrolled among the three small squads, intentionally or not patting First and Second Term veteran Students on the shoulder. These people were either his Hometown fellows or his juniors from when they entered the Hall; there was no reason they wouldn't give him face. In fact, not many First and Second Term Students remained to this day; they were either Level 3 Students or about to become Level 3 Students. They had a clear understanding of their own abilities and the Martial Arts Hall's Prospects. Although they might have some sympathy for early Students who became Staff, more often they scrutinized all Competition with a gaze of hating iron for not becoming steel.

The Martial Arts Hall's treatment of Students is so high, and Inspection Team Members are the Hall's core force; loyalty is all Level B or above. In any group there will be good and bad two types of strata. Martial Arts Hall Students in an ascending period, under the Hall Master's direct command, no longer had the slightest Hesitation.

Chen Yi watched and relaxed a bit. If the Students opposed fiercely, he might have changed today's approach. After all, Students are the Foundation of the Martial Arts Hall, and the primary Condition for the Hall's existence. As for the Staff, honestly, he didn't much care whether they lived or died.

Unable to grasp such good Conditions and Opportunities, Chen Yi even Suspected that those trash wouldn't be able to Persist even if given a reason to sit in meditation.

Two minutes later, the Small Square's Yingbi appeared at the Corner.

Luoxiong came to Chen Yi's rear side and said in a coarse voice: "Master, how do we fight."

"On my command, you just smash hard at places other than vital points. I've prepared Divine Oil; when applied later, they'll only have the fate of dying from pain."

The Students laughed hahaha, tension slightly reduced.

Only then did Chen Yi lower his voice and ask Luoxiong: "How long has it been going on Outside? How did the fight start?"

"When you returned, several unregistered kids wanted to see you; Staff blocked them and wouldn't let them in; back and forth a couple times and a Commotion started."

Chen Yi nodded, the color of Suspicion not gone.

Too much of a coincidence, right!

The Airport just had an arrest incident, and the Martial Arts Hall side started a Commotion.

Chen Yi waved his hand and said loudly: "Steps neat, stomp down heavily for me, form ranks at the front of the Small Square."

The thud-thud-thud of Leather Shoes kicking the ground immediately spread out.

A small squad of 60 people is also a platoon's strength. If they spread out and shot arrows, in five rounds they could clear the Small Square. Now most people held Wooden Sticks, expressions likewise relaxed and unruly.

The Martial Arts Hall has its own Lei Tai and competition mechanism; Inspection Team Students are very clear about their own abilities. In Jianghu terms, ordinary three to five big men cannot get close to them. The hundred-odd Staff and Level 1 Students on the Square, although somewhat more formidable than ordinary big men, are at best retired conscript level; what Resistance do they have.

"Prepare." Chen Yi raised a Single Hand, then faced the chaotically fighting people on the Small Square and roared: "Everyone listen up. I am Hall Master Chen Yi. Everyone stop, stand in place, raise both hands!"

The Crowd Commotioned. Some who stopped as told were hit by fists and kicks of those being beaten, so they turned back and fought again.

Chen Yi spoke no more, said in a Low Voice to the Students: "We quickly traverse to the Other Side of the Square. Everyone raise your sticks. Smash for me."

Group brawl!

Group brawls are interesting! One group beating another group is even more interesting.

Cao Zheng pursed his lips, automatically and consciously standing at the very Frontend of his own squad, Right Hand holding a Wooden Stick, held level at chest height.

Following Chen Yi's order, Cao Zheng ran rapidly, charging forward.

To his front left, two Level 1 Students were pressing down an Outsider, unsure whether to beat or release. Cao Zheng recognized these two too; they were Jiangbei People one Term later than him. They trained not diligently but not lazy either. Alas, limited talent; long unable to promote to Level 2. At most next month they'd have to convert to Staff.

"No wonder they're hanging out with Old Huang causing trouble." Cao Zheng thought in his heart. The Wooden Stick in his hand not slow at all, lightly grazing the first person's shin, backhand giving the second person a heavy blow on the spine.

Body Art Level 5 against Body Art Level 1, simple as a tiger against a suckling pig. Some Student behind Cao Zheng conveniently added another stick, smashing onto the Outsider's shoulder.

The neat three squads, like a hot knife cutting butter, instantly passed through the Small Square, knocking down over a hundred people along the way.

"Halt." Chen Yi raised an arm again. The slightly chaotic squad slowly re-formed ranks, just like Knights reorganizing formation.

In the Combat Techniques Chen Yi learned, Shock Training was always top priority. The current group charge also comes from the Saint Qiao Kingdom's Combat Essence — a Positive Knight leading a dozen Knight Attendants and Knight Apprentices, charging from the enemy's front. Once successful, it means the battle ends. The pierced infantry battalion is like an animal stabbed with a knife; after dying struggles, all that awaits is bleeding dry.

"Everyone stop, stand in place and don't move!" Chen Yi Repeated once more, then postured to charge.

The fighting Crowd in the Small Square was long scared witless. Unknown who shouted first, they scattered and fled in all directions.

Chen Yi shook his head, thinking: With your caliber you still want money? All leftover money-losing goods.

He raised his hand and said loudly: "Aim at the Yingbi, shoot arrows."

Over a dozen Longbows raised. Well-trained, they drew and nocked Arrows, then "pu pu pu" stuck into the Marble Yingbi.

Without a bow of at least one shi strength, absolutely no such effect.

Old Huang ran Fastest. Watching him about to reach the Yingbi, one turn and he could go to the Martial Arts Hall Backyard, yet he heard the familiar sound of Arrows.

He subconsciously lowered his head and prone. Just felt a gust of Wind drift by in the air. Raised his head again, only saw the trembling Arrow Tail.

"Is this taking my life?" Old Huang recalled his Hall Master's various rumors. His originally agile fleeing legs dared not move. Obediently waited for the Students coming from behind to grab him up.

Except a few who ran faster after being frightened, the others hearing the bow sound dared not move recklessly.

A drawn bow has no returning Arrow. Who dares Guarantee every Arrow hits the Yingbi? If some Student misses and hooks oneself, where to go reason.

Judging others by oneself, the trouble-making Gentlemen don't believe in Hundred Steps Piercing Yang archery and solid Psychological Quality — most afraid someone wants a thrill.

And on the Other Side of the Small Square, Chen Yi asked: "I remember a few Students who were Auxiliary Police. Are they here?"

"Boss, I did. Joint Defense." A burly-looking man smiled shyly.

Students secretly call the Hall Master "Boss". He was the first to call it to his face.

Chen Yi Don't Care patted this fellow's shoulder, amiably said: "What's your name?"

"Zhuge Liming." The man even more shy.

"Good name." Chen Yi smiled. "Teach everyone. Hang all these captured people on the Martial Arts Hall Second Floor. Can you do it?"

"Tying people I know. Tying fancy patterns no problem.." Able to play a special role, made Zhuge Liming very happy.

The Naked Bear had already taken men to block the road; all unfamiliar outsiders were seized, and the familiar troublemaking students and staff couldn't escape either. In a short while, many staff members including Old Huang were shoved into the Martial Arts Hall's second floor amid loud curses, and due to the excessive number of people, the interior quickly filled with a stench of sweat and blood.

Chen Yi took a rough look; the seriously injured were merely bleeding a bit, while bruises and swelling everyone had. He placed 200 bottles of Level 2 Tearful Divine Oil in the office, then had the Naked Bear bring them down for everyone to apply. On the other side, Zhuge Liming had picked a few students he was close with and already begun a journey of learning and teaching binding techniques simultaneously.

After a round of Killing Intent Sticks, the brawling students and staff finally recognized their own mistakes; although some shouted injustice, under Chen Yi's "uncaring" gaze, they ultimately fell silent.

The beaten unadmitted students, on the contrary, cried out loudly; they considered themselves victims, struggling to resist being tied up. Zhuge Liming expended great effort to pin down just one, sweating all over, then stood up to request instructions from Chen Yi.

"Five strokes on the buttocks per person, Cao Zheng, you take men and execute it."

Level 5 Student Cao Zheng let out an "oh," picked up a stick, and began patrolling the entire field. The young men kneeling on the Small Training Ground to sign up had at most mixed in society; when had they encountered such savagery? Thus there were those cursing loudly, those threatening and intimidating, those begging for mercy and regretting... only none who dodged the stick.

With Cao Zheng's current Body Technique level, if he wanted to strike with the stick, even wrapping the buttocks in iron underpants would be useless; as for violent resistance, it had even less prospects. Theoretically, with favorable terrain, he alone could achieve Hundred-Man Slaying.

The "slap slap slap" sound of stick striking flesh grew increasingly clear on the Martial Arts Hall's second floor, all manner of strange sounds ultimately converging into continuous moans.

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