Chapter 403: Martial Arts Hall Foundation, Sect's Excellent Disciple

The horses fell into the battlefield and were left without a single bone remaining; the question is, who lost the horses?

The owner of the answer inserted himself into the two people currently exchanging blows with the force of a thunderbolt.

The lithe youth rose from the ground, the muscles on his back and shoulders fluttering like the feathers of wings; clearly a stalwart and vigorous physique, yet in an instant it became swift and agile, moving as fast as thunder and quick as lightning.

Under the gaze of the crowd, a figure inserted himself like a knife tip between Zhou You and Kai Taichong.

The force was exquisite, the angle precise, like a sharp scalpel inserted into a bone joint, not harming the surroundings in the slightest.

Kai Taichong only felt the oppressive force suddenly slacken; his fist was gently pinched, and he could not help but withdraw it.

The green light on his body remained, and through the emerald vision, he saw that the person who had arrived was...

"Junior Brother Fu, you have come well!"

Fu Nianzhang! Many people present heard this name, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end, their limbs trembling incessantly as if struck by electricity.

The most outstanding disciple since the opening of the Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall, a registered disciple of Dayin Mountain, Fu Nianzhang.

Internal competition at Dayin Mountain is fierce, and the elimination is extremely cruel; including Wang Jianxiong, many hall masters were once disciples who were eliminated, and they have built up rich family businesses outside through their own strength and fame.

However, speaking from the root, they are actually all losers eliminated by Dayin Mountain.

The status of a formal Disciple is inevitably one who has survived countless battles and tests, belonging to the true gold refined from the dross.

Kai Taichong is formidable, yet this Fu Nianzhang who forcefully inserted himself is ten times more formidable than him.

Zhou You bore the brunt of it, intuitively experiencing the terrifying strength of this young martial master.

While the opponent dismantled Kai Taichong, he also diverted half his energy to dismantle his pair of tiger shadows, his strikes as steady as a mountain, forcing Zhou You to be unable to continue his relentless pursuit of Kai Taichong.

In the blink of an eye, the two figures separated, each retreating a dozen steps.

Fu Nianzhang cupped his hands toward Bo Xiaolin, "Disciple has arrived late, Master, please forgive me."

Bo Xiaolin almost shed tears; with such an outstanding Disciple, why would he need help from those crooked paths? "Good, good, you have come from afar, rest for a night before engaging in battle."

"I have already rested on the road."

Fu Nianzhang said nonchalantly, "Disciple traveled all the way from the mountain to here, running 20 fine horses to death, and finally arrived in time."

He cupped his hands respectfully, "Forgive Disciple for not being able to stay long; I must return to the mountain immediately after finishing this fight."

Ran 20 horses to death, what a guy.

This grand gesture was staggering; 20 fine horses capable of long-distance travel would be enough to bankrupt a small, wealthy family.

As expected of a sect Disciple; this financial power and boldness make civilian martial artists feel inferior.

For a moment, the supporters standing on Zhou You's side all had solemn expressions.

Challenging a martial arts hall is not as simple as imagined.

The Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall has only existed for less than a hundred years, yet it has cultivated talents like Kai Taichong and Fu Nianzhang, and has connections in both noble families and sects.

Other martial arts halls have longer histories, with even more deeply intertwined connections, covering almost every industry in Fucheng.

Challenging a martial arts hall is an attack on the facade of the hall's reputation, which almost every martial artist from a martial arts hall must defend with their life.

Zhou You is considered a top-tier expert among out-of-town martial artists, winning one match after another, yet there is still no sign of dawn, and the enemies are getting stronger one after another; if this continues, when will it end?

Qin Lie and Yang Kuoqiong looked at each other and shook their heads; if it were them, even with great ambition, they would not be able to hold on any longer.

"Haha, Junior Nephew Fu, you didn't even say a word upon returning, so I could send someone to the entrance to pick you up."

A resonant voice rang out, and the person slowly stepped into the camp of the Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall.

Terrible!

The old man with white hair and beard is a famous Intermediate Martial Master in the city, also from Dayin Mountain, 'Tiger Elder' Gongye Wei. Previously, those who came forward to support were only junior or intermediate martial masters, and now even a senior martial master has appeared.

Once Gongye Wei appeared, Bo Xiaolin knew it was secure.

With his beloved Disciple arriving from afar from Dayin Mountain, a senior martial master backing him, and standing on his own home turf, how could he lose? Using power to bully others!

Even though the out-of-town martial artists were in the position of bystanders, they felt despair for Zhou You; this is an unequal battle of one person challenging the order of the martial arts world, with no chance of victory in sight.

"Tiger Elder, it is a sin, a sin, to have made you travel so far."

The 'Wise Tiger' Tian Boduan hurriedly apologized, yet privately, it was he who suggested inviting this senior martial master to hold the ground.

Connections, power, background, backing—in which aspect could Zhou You win against them? Zhou You's breathing gradually became even, and the Eight Hearts within his body were restless.

He could not tell outsiders that he had used his true strength in the previous few matches, hoping only that stronger opponents and harsher environments would force out his true potential.

The oppressive atmosphere before him almost condensed into substance, turning into one mountain after another pressing down, which instead stirred up the fighting spirit in his heart.

"Master..."

Qi Qingdi looked at Zhou You with worry.

He comes from a noble family and is even clearer about the inside story of this aspect; the true victory or defeat often does not lie on the ring.

The opponent is clearly wealthy and powerful, not afraid of Zhou You's lone-wolf challenge.

If this continues, before Zhou You can kill his way to Bo Xiaolin, he will have exhausted his strength and be unable to fight anymore.

"What are you still babbling about? Who is my next opponent?"

This sentence shocked the martial arts hall side into silence for a long time; could even such a scene not scare Zhou You? Fu Nianzhang cupped his hands to Bo Xiaolin and the others to apologize, "Disciple will go on stage now, to end this quickly."

"Jiang Hua, I said, why haven't you set off yet?"

At the underground Doujichang, when Shi Gaofei hurriedly found Jiang Hua, he was warming up; the next underground fight was about to begin.

The opponent is not weak, but an out-of-town martial artist who joined recently, especially skilled in claw techniques, claiming to tear iron like cotton.

He has already won 47 consecutive matches, and the odds outside are 1 to 10 for anyone who can kill him.

'Blood Tiger' Jiang Hua has been tight on money recently and needs a large sum, so he took the initiative to accept this match.

"What's the rush? Wait until I finish fighting before talking."

Shi Gaofei was anxious, "The Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall side has been fighting for two days and two nights; it's not like you don't know."

"I heard that even people from Dayin Mountain have come; it's hard for our Junior Brother Zhou to take even half a step further. If you and I don't go to support him, who will?"

Jiang Hua's expression was solemn and cold, "If I win this match, the 20,000 bet will increase 10-fold, and I can get back 200,000 taels."

"This sum of money is enough for Junior Brother Zhou's startup capital to open a martial arts gym."

Shi Gaofei opened his mouth; ah, so it turns out you weren't indifferent, but came to raise money instead.

"Aren't you worried that Junior Brother Zhou will lose?"

Jiang Hua smiled and shook his head, "Just as you couldn't imagine he could break through to Martial Master so quickly, I have never doubted that he would fail."

"Gao Fei, you go over first; wait for me to raise the money, and I will rendezvous with you all later."

Shi Gaofei thought for a moment and slapped his thigh, "I compared the two, and your side is still more important."

"Listen, the opponent is no weakling; you must be extremely careful, don't capsize in the gutter..."

On Jiang Hua's pale face, a slightly sunny smile appeared, "Rest assured, I am a veteran Fighting General after all."

(End of this chapter)