[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rise-in-the-martial-chaos-starting-from-a-martia":3,"chapter-rise-in-the-martial-chaos-starting-from-a-martia-rise-in-the-martial-chaos-starting-from-a-martia-chapter-213":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rise in the Martial Chaos: Starting From a Martial Arts School",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1137971,1473,"Chapter 213 - 107: Pulled Up by the Roots","rise-in-the-martial-chaos-starting-from-a-martia-chapter-213",213,"\u003Cp>He couldn’t help but look at Yang Jing again, deeply etching that young yet composed face into his memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’A man like that is destined for greatness. I must never, ever offend him.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bulky man and the lean man felt their hearts tremble as they watched, but their own attacks only grew more ferocious. It was as if Yang Jing’s power had infected them, and they slaughtered the surrounding bandits until they were screaming for their mothers and fathers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Yang Jing intercepted Li Qianxiong, his assault growing even more ferocious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qianxiong was already no match for Yang Jing. Now, with a grievous shoulder injury that left him barely able to lift his left arm, the power of his Mountain-Splitting Palm was greatly diminished, making him look even more pathetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only rely on his Iron Cloth Shirt to endure the blows while struggling to block with one palm, his footing unsteady as he was forced to retreat again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yang Jing’s Mountain-Shattering Fist grew heavier with each punch. Every strike carried the force to shatter mountains and split stone, causing Li Qianxiong’s blood to roil in his chest and trickle from his nose and mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within just a dozen or so exchanges, several more wounds appeared on Li Qianxiong’s body. He took successive punches to the chest and lower abdomen, and the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth grew larger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Yang Jing found an opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Li Qianxiong used his one palm to block Yang Jing’s left fist, his right ribs were left exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Jing’s eyes sharpened. He bent his right leg slightly, using the momentum from his Raging Wave Leg technique to surge forward. His right fist, like a heavy sledgehammer, smashed viciously into Li Qianxiong’s chest!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WAAH—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if struck by a massive blow, Li Qianxiong spat out a huge mouthful of blood. He flew sideways like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against a tree so thick a person couldn’t wrap their arms around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sharp CRACK, the trunk actually bent slightly from the impact, and leaves rustled down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qianxiong slid down the trunk to the ground, a section of his chest caved in. He was clearly gravely injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qianxiong struggled to stand, but an unbearable, sharp pain shot through his chest. Every movement felt like countless needles were piercing him, as if his very bones had been shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his head and watched Yang Jing approach him step by step, his eyes filled with terror and indignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Men! Everyone, get over here! Stop him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qianxiong roared, his voice hoarse in a final, desperate struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the only answer he received was the sound of the wind in the mountain forest and the scattered screams from a distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the bandits had long since vanished without a trace. The few who remained had been terrified by the bulky man’s slaughter, focused only on fleeing for their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two of the An Jin-level chieftains were tied up by Li Tieyun and the lean man, unable to even protect themselves. The third chieftain, the bearded man, was being pressed into a corner by Li Tieyun’s iron ruler, unable to even lift his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was simply no one who could come to save him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qianxiong watched Yang Jing’s approaching figure. The young man’s face showed not a hint of hesitation, only an icy killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was overcome with endless grief, indignation, and regret. ’To think that I, who have dominated for half my life, would die here. To fall at the hands of some unknown young expert... what a humiliating death!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Jing walked up to him step by step and looked down at him, his fists slowly clenching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image of Liu Maolin with all four limbs broken flashed through his mind, and the chill in his eyes deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who... who are you?\" Li Qianxiong asked hoarsely, blood gurgling in his mouth. He wanted to know who was killing him; he didn’t want to die without even knowing his killer’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Jing looked down at the barely-breathing Li Qianxiong on the ground, his eyes as cold as tempered ice. His voice was devoid of any warmth. \"A butcher like you, with hands drenched in blood, is not worthy of knowing my name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over Li Qianxiong’s face, twisted in agony. The image of Liu Maolin, pale-faced with his limbs shattered, flashed repeatedly in his mind. The killing intent in his heart surged like a raging wildfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flying Horse Thieves had terrorized the areas around Yuhe County and Jiujiang County, burning, killing, and plundering. It was impossible to know how many families they had destroyed, how many lives they had taken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Maolin was just one of their victims. The hostages they had abducted, the merchants whose goods they had stolen, the innocent commoners they had brutalized... every single blood debt had to be repaid with their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need for any pity for butchers like them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Jing wasted no more words. His left hand shot out like an iron pincer, grabbing Li Qianxiong’s injured shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ARGH—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qianxiong screamed. He instinctively tried to struggle, but his grievous injuries made his movements as sluggish as an old woman’s. He had barely raised his arm halfway before Yang Jing seized it in a vice-like grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hand felt as if it carried the weight of a mountain. The knuckles dug deep into his flesh, and the excruciating pain shot from his shoulder through his entire body, nearly causing him to pass out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a moment’s pause, Yang Jing grabbed his shoulder and flung him backward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qianxiong’s body was thrown through the air like a broken sack, tracing an arc before crashing onto a patch of open ground several yards away. Just as he tried to get up, he saw Yang Jing’s eyes focus, his gaze landing on a long spear that had been dropped by a bandit at his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Jing’s right leg suddenly exploded with force, his toe striking the butt of the spear with precision!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"VMMMM—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long spear shuddered, as if brought to life. With a whistling sound, it shot toward Li Qianxiong like a black bolt of lightning!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"PCHT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull, piercing sound rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long spear accurately pierced through Li Qianxiong’s chest. The tip emerged from his back, carrying his body forward with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a \"THUNK,\" it plunged deep into the trunk of a large tree behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Qianxiong was pinned brutally to the tree, his feet dangling off the ground, his body convulsing violently from the agonizing pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were wide, his mouth agape as if he wanted to say something, but all that came out was a gurgling, rasping sound. Blood dripped continuously down the spear’s shaft, forming a glaring red pool on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were filled with indignation and terror, but the breath of life was rapidly fading from him. His pupils gradually lost focus, and finally, all light within them was extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Jing stood his ground, watching Li Qianxiong pinned to the tree. Only after confirming he had drawn his last breath did his clenched fists slowly relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First Chapter of the day is here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please vote with your monthly tickets~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the second Chapter, it should be around eleven o’clock. If it gets too late, brothers and sisters, please don’t wait up. You can read it tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will fix the issues that appeared in the previous Chapters as soon as possible. Everyone, please continue to point them out.\u003C\u002Fp>",1281,"2026-06-03T12:07:39.252Z","2026-06-03T12:07:44.000Z",1,"novelbin.me","c4b5b089511fdbe98a9e9d2cba95bfadbf1f9b8813c560f980cdda5ecac47bd5","rise-in-the-martial-chaos-starting-from-a-martia-chapter-214","rise-in-the-martial-chaos-starting-from-a-martia-chapter-212",220,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frise-in-the-martial-chaos-starting-from-a-martia-cover.jpg"]