Chapter 400: Reinforcements Arrive on a Starry Night Under the Moon

Zhou You remained silent, black energy and green light interweaving on his face.

Judging by this appearance, he was not far from death; even the green grass beneath his feet began to wither and burn.

"Mission accomplished!"

Bian Buzhi cupped his hands toward the direction of the Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall, "I have finished the task for you. Later, we shall go through the motions; I trouble you to expel me from the martial arts hall, we shall settle the accounts, and from here on, we shall have no further connection."

Bo Xiaolin wished for nothing more; the other party had defeated Zhou You by means of a sneak attack with a hidden weapon, a victory that was shameful nonetheless.

His old face flushed deep red, and he wished the ground would split open so he could crawl into it, avoiding the need to endure the pointing fingers from all sides.

The voice of the Violent Tiger Feng Bugui reached his ears, "Winners are kings and losers are bandits; why do you cling to useless face and conscience?"

A single sentence awakened Bo Xiaolin; ever since he left Dayin Mountain, only this martial arts hall remained.

Without the Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall, would Bo Xiaolin still be worthy of being respectfully addressed as 'Buguanzhu'?

Bo Xiaolin laughed viciously; he laughed with a sense of relief, completely letting go of the last remaining principles in his heart.

It is good that Zhou You is dead! If he did not die, he himself would not be able to go on living.

"You all..."

The words had just left his mouth when a sudden change occurred in the arena.

As if a corpse had come back to life, Zhou You opened his mouth to gulp down air, breathing heavily and making a sound like a bellows in his throat.

The poisonous complexion on his face rapidly faded, and his previously deathly gray skin began to return to a bloody hue.

What a fierce poison; even after using Zhangduhuaxue, he had nearly capsized in the gutter.

Fortunately, he had utilized the internal circulation path of the Seven Step Poison Sand Palm to rapidly digest the massive amount of virulent poison, converting it into his own Qi and blood.

Now, the Qi and blood he had consumed in the previous few matches were replenished in one go, with even a surplus hidden within his body.

"Bian Buzhi, it is not over yet!"

Zhou You brandished the White Bone Hammer, "I am going to strike your left foot."

The White Bone Hammer shot out like lightning, transforming into a white rainbow that pierced the sky, striking Bian Buzhi's foot squarely.

Bian Buzhi was known as the Ghost Shadow; how could he fail to dodge the White Bone Hammer? Just as he lifted his foot, he felt an intense pain, and everything below his ankle vanished.

The broken stumps were white and ghastly, wrapped in mangled flesh, looking extremely terrifying.

Fast, too fast; he simply could not dodge or avoid it! Before Bian Buzhi's pain could even register, he heard Zhou You's death-summoning voice, "I am going to strike your right shoulder."

A white shadow flickered, shattering the right half of Bian Buzhi's body like dry wood, with shredded flesh filling the sky and falling like rain.

Bian Buzhi, who had been so arrogant and imposing just a moment ago, was left with only a broken corpse falling into the yellow earth, his eyes losing their luster.

In the third match, the Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall still lost.

Bo Xiaolin had completely thought it through; with these people dead or injured and his face completely lost, he had no way back and had to hold onto the martial arts hall.

"If you all have any other tricks, please lend me a hand."

The current Bo Xiaolin was not only not repulsed by so-called schemes, but instead looked forward to more of them.

The Wise Tiger and the Violent Tiger exchanged glances, "Don't be anxious, the good show is yet to come."

They pointed to the sky; as it turned out, two matches had passed and a day had gone by, and it was time for nightfall again.

Because the fighting was truly spectacular, everyone had been watching the exchange and had suddenly ignored the passage of time, only now realizing that the day had ended.

Yang Kuoqiong reminded Qin Lie, "Zhou You defeats enemies and kills them, averaging one every half day; look at who his opponents are."

Cao Daya, Bian Buzhi—regardless of their limited origins, any one of them was a master at the level of a martial arts hall master.

The greater the difference in strength, the shorter the cycle of victory; this is common sense.

This is to say, even if Zhou You's strength were ranked among Intermediate Martial Masters, he would be in the stronger tier.

Incredible, truly incredible; this young martial master of Gongliang City is actually a rare genius. In the knowledge of the many martial masters present, such a person would either join a sect or be recruited by a noble family; they rarely wander outside.

"Zhou You, it is getting late; let us fight again tomorrow!"

Good heavens, they had no intention of taking down the 'No-Fight' sign, hanging it high as soon as night fell.

Zhou You did not mind; he could afford to wait, so he stood guard directly at the entrance of the martial arts hall, and Qi Qingdi thoughtfully brought over a lounge chair, "Master, rest; I have laid out a soft cushion."

A strange scene appeared...

The Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall was facing a formidable enemy, but the object of their caution was leaning on a lounge chair, eyes half-open and half-closed as if taking a nap.

To be in enemy territory yet act as if no one else were present, eating and sleeping as if at home—such courage and boldness would surely spread throughout Fucheng.

"What a Hungry Tiger Zhou You; you are the real tiger, while those masters are just empty shells with tiger stripes painted on with pigment."

"Are these the only crooked melons and cracked dates from the Dayin Mountain branch?"

"Hush, the elites in the city were all drafted into the mountains some time ago; those left in the city are mostly the old and weak."

The crowd whispered, all watching to see how Bo Xiaolin's side would end this.

It is funny to say, their nicknames are all 'Tiger' this or that, yet now they face a situation where they are riding a tiger and cannot get off.

The Wise Tiger Tian Boduan looked toward the southeast under the starry sky and exhaled a breath of hot air, "It is difficult!"

Under the starry night, 8 magnificent horses galloped, moving forward like a torrent.

On the back of one horse rode a youth in green; he noticed a difference in the weight of his horse's hooves as they struck the ground, so he leaped up and switched to another steed.

After he left, that steed exhausted its strength, collapsed limply to the ground, and its slender limbs snapped all at once.

Another horse run to death!

The youth in green had set out from Dayin Mountain, traveling through the starry night for a day and a night; he had brought twenty horses down the mountain, and now less than half remained. One could imagine that by the time he reached Fucheng, not a single one would be left.

"When I am not at home, someone actually comes to challenge the hall? Seeking death!"

The youth was anxious; after receiving the news, he had requested leave to descend the mountain at the first opportunity.

As the number one genius of the Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall in fifty years, the youth did not fail expectations, successfully joining Dayin Mountain, promoting from a Follower General to a Tiger General, following his Senior Brothers to fight everywhere and achieving countless merits.

Although the goal of Leopard General was not within immediate reach, it was not as unattainable as it had once seemed.

Now that the martial arts hall was in trouble, he put aside his career and rushed to the martial arts hall through the starry night.

The 20 fine horses used as a substitute for foot travel exhausted all the liquid funds he had on hand, treated as consumables to buy time.

"Once I return to Fucheng, I will kill the Martial Master who is challenging the hall in no more than half a day, then return to the mountain overnight; it will not delay me by many days."

At the break of dawn, the colossal object that appeared on the horizon was none other than Fucheng!

The Su family, one of the noble families of Fucheng...

"Brother Kaitaichong, are you planning to go out?"

The middle-aged Martial Master addressed as Brother Kaitaichong shook his head, "Not for the moment, I will observe first."

He originally came from the Howling Forest Martial Hall, was later scouted by the Su family, passed the assessment to become a Gate Guest, and is now an Intermediate Martial Master.

Now that the Howling Forest Martial Hall is facing a challenge, as a former Disciple, he still has the responsibility to protect the martial hall.

For some reason, the martial hall has not sent a letter to invite him to assist in the fight.

Kaitaichong knew the reason why; he is now a Gate Guest of the Su family and cannot leave his post without authorization, so he must report to the Master Lineage for permission before he can go out.

Therefore, he must first find the Master Lineage to report and explain the purpose of his outing before he can be qualified to travel.

When the sky was about to brighten, the Master Lineage approved Kai Taichong's application, allowing him to go out and throw his fists outside the city gates.

(End of this chapter)