Chapter 105: Battle Against Tu Laoer

In Liumin Jie, swords were drawn and bows were bent; members of two gangs glared at each other.

A murderous atmosphere rose all around, and it looked as if a great battle was about to break out at any moment.

Not far away, Constables were patrolling, but upon seeing this scene, they not only did nothing but hurriedly found a place to Zang, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

Although the City Gate Guard exerted pressure and strictly forbade large-scale gang warfare, once a real fight started, the situation could easily escalate.

The lives of low-level thugs were worthless; it didn't matter how many died.

Moreover, this was Liumin Jie, where the officials would only turn a blind eye.

"Gao Jiazhong hasn't arrived yet?"

Tu Laoer urged the higher-ups of the opposing Mourning Dog Gang, but they did not answer, only shaking their heads and smiling bitterly.

As a Force-level martial artist, he felt immense pressure facing Tu Laoer, who was at the Blood-Qi level.

The Gao Jiazhong that Tu Laoer spoke of was the full name of the Mourning Dog Gang Leader, the strongest Blood-Qi martial artist in the gang.

In the entire Mourning Dog Gang, the only one who could rival Tu Laoer was this boss, the gang leader.

"If Lu Zhigang doesn't show his face soon, don't blame me for washing Liumin Jie in blood."

As soon as the words fell, a loud shout came from not far away.

"Who wants to wash my Liumin Jie in blood? What a big mouth you have."

At the critical moment, Gao Jiazhong arrived at the standoff with a group of higher-ups, and the atmosphere became even more lively.

Tu Laoer's gaze fell upon one of the people in the crowd; his body trembled slightly, and his fists clenched instantly.

Lu Zhigang, the murderer who killed his own younger brother.

With the enemy before him, his eyes were red with hatred.

"Gao Jiazhong, this has nothing to do with you this time; I want Lu Zhigang."

Tu Laoer's eyes were filled only with the enemy who killed his brother, and he could not care about the opposition between the gangs.

"Vice Gang Leader Tu, you are joking. Master Lu is a distinguished guest of our gang; how could you offend him?"

"Believe it or not, I will level Liumin Jie today and wipe out your Mourning Dog Gang?"

Tu Laoer roared, "Today, no one can stop me from killing Lu Zhigang."

Gao Jiazhong was about to speak, but Zhou You signaled for him to pause.

"Are the items prepared?"

Gao Jiazhong understood upon hearing this, nodded, and several higher-ups behind him carried over a few large chests.

2,000 taels of silver; one could estimate the amount just from the depth of the footprints.

As for the more valuable Feather-Qi Refining Method, there were also 5 Earth-Loathing Pills...

Gao Jiazhong took a diagram from his sleeve and covered most of it, showing it to Zhou You for a glance.

Zhou You's gaze swept over a corner, and his panel confirmed it was the follow-up practice for the Yanxing Quan, not something temporarily forged.

With the fall of Su Cheng, many martial arts halls suffered catastrophic disasters, their inheritances severed and secret techniques scattered everywhere.

The Yanxing Quan was one of them, and even the practice methods for their signature skills had fallen into the hands of others.

A large part of the reason why Hall Master Sun was willing to join the gang was to obtain this practice method.

"And the Earth-Loathing Pills."

5 pills sealed in wax layers, each the size of a fingernail, easily held in one palm.

Gao Jiazhong used a needle tip to pierce the wax layer, releasing a faint medicinal scent, then resealed the wax.

Zhou You sniffed the medicinal scent; the Earth-Loathing Pills before him were of great benefit to Blood-Qi cultivation and had not been tampered with.

"Master Lu, the sincerity is in place; the rest is up to you."

Gao Jiazhong placed the practice diagram and the pill bottle together with the silver chests right in front of him.

Several higher-ups moved the items into a room nearby, signaling for him to collect them after he won.

Zhou You nodded; the items were correct, so it could begin! "Tu Laoer, today I will let you get your wish and reunite with your brother."

With one sentence, Zhou You stirred up Tu Laoer's monstrous hatred.

He sneered and nodded, "Good, good, good, come here."

Zhou You had long since inquired about Tu Laoer's background. The fist technique he mainly practiced was a family style; he did not open a hall for Instruction, and his reputation was not particularly loud.

In fact, in rural villages, there were many similar situations where fist martial arts were taught through the bonds of blood relatives.

Generally, fist techniques were passed down under the family name, such as Liu Family Fist, Li Family Fist, and so on.

These fist techniques were not intended for fame; they were used to strengthen clansmen, increase combat power, and repel wild beasts ravaging farmland as well as the looting of bandits. Although they were farm-style techniques, they contained quite a few real skills.

Tu Laoer was an anomaly; he couldn't stand the loneliness from a young age, so he snuck into the city to make a living, built a reputation based on his Tu Family Fist, and even brought his hoodlum younger brother to the city to enjoy life.

Because joining a gang disgraced his ancestors, the uncle who taught him the fist technique died of anger, and his family no longer recognized him.

Tu Laoer was a loner, with only his younger brother left as kin, and he doted on him to a pathological degree.

Zhou You killing Tu Laosan was no different from cutting off his only remaining family affection, a blood feud as deep as the sea.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo!"

Tu Laoer spread his hands, set his stance, and his Blood-Qi churned beneath his skin.

He threw a punch through the air, and the power of his second-stage Blood-Qi made everyone's eardrums tremble; those with insufficient strength felt chest tightness and nausea, bending over and vomiting in a sorry state.

Seeing this, Gao Jiazhong's expression turned serious.

Having fought against the Wild Fox Gang for so long, Tu Laoer had always been at the forefront, killing several of his top generals.

For such an opponent, it would be more reassuring if he were dead.

However, could Lu Zhigang really take down Tu Laoer? Suddenly, a cry of alarm rang out in his ears.

It turned out that under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Zhigang faced the incoming punch and swung his arms like wings on the spot—it was clearly the style of the Yanxing Quan.

His figure and back gradually blurred under the shroud of the fist wind.

Swish! Zhou You's movement technique was agile as he leaped into mid-air, pouncing toward the back of his opponent's head with the momentum of a bird of prey diving down.

Seeing this scene, Hall Master Zhou felt goosebumps rise all over his body.

Beautiful, absolutely brilliant.

By comparison, the Yanxing Quan in his own hands was as clumsy as an old hen; how could it be this dashing and fierce?

Tu Laoer was overjoyed at the sight; based on this move alone, the opponent was definitely at the first stage of Blood Qi, having just broken through not long ago.

His own chances of winning were quite high; he could absolutely secure a steady victory.

"Give me your life!"

Tu Laoer changed his stance in an instant, his arm suddenly rotating in a large circle to dodge most of Zhou You's attack range from the side, then finding a gap to strike at the vital point of his opponent's waist.

The trajectory of the punch was like stalks strung together, with each section accelerating and the force gradually accumulating and becoming fiercer.

This move was named... Sesame Blossoms Bloom Higher with Every Joint.

It was the ultimate move of the Tu Family Fist, storing power like a spring, with the final burst being the most vicious and the speed too fast for the enemy to dodge.

He hated Zhou You to the extreme, so he used a killing move the moment he struck.

The fist wind shrouded and compressed the area, greatly weakening Zhou You's agile movement technique and forcing him to passively take the punch.

The most essential part was the "Blossoming Punch."

Once the force of the punch exploded inside the body, even a Blood Qi martial artist would have no choice but to perish on the spot.

He was certain that Zhou You had just broken through and had no time to master an ultimate move; facing the ultimate move unleashed by his own second stage of Blood Qi, there was only a dead end.

Other Force martial artists could not tell, but Gao Jiazhong, being a Blood Qi martial artist himself, saw through it at a glance.

"Lu Zhigang, even if you die, at least bite a piece of flesh off Tu Laoer."

He held no hope for Lu Zhigang, only wishing that before he was defeated, he would more or less severely injure Tu Laoer.

Once Tu Laoer was injured, he could take the opportunity to strike and kill him, cutting off an arm of the Wild Fox Gang.

At this moment, what was "Lu Zhigang" thinking? Zhou You felt Tu Laoer's ultimate move personally, and the hair all over his body lay flat.

His Blood Qi trembled slightly, naturally giving rise to the limit of a counterattack.

That's right, he did not understand Feather Qi and could not bring out the essence of the Yanxing Quan's Blood Qi, but he had more than just these tricks.

(End of this chapter)