Chapter 473: Martial Virtue Corrupted

"Heh, as long as you win, no one cares about the process; everyone only cares about the result. Zhang Dashan, you lost."

"So you used such despicable methods?" Chen Yu said coldly.

"Heh, the winner takes all, the loser is the villain, what is there to say?" Wu Fan said triumphantly: "Now he has been eliminated, hasn't he?"

"I really don't know how you and your master have the face to come and compete for the Thirteen Taibao." Chen Yu stared at Wu Fan; he was already extremely angry.

A master of a certain kind will teach a disciple of the same kind; this saying is truly not false at all. One can tell what kind of person his master is just from this guy's character.

"In terms of strength and aptitude, my master has long been qualified to join the Thirteen Taibao. It's just that the Thirteen Taibao positions are limited, and now that there is finally a vacant spot, this spot is definitely my master's," Wu Fan sneered.

"Whether or not one can enter the Thirteen Taibao is not up to your master, and it is even less up to you. If you know what's good for you, apologize and get lost; don't force me to take action," Chen Yu said coldly.

"This guy can't even beat me; how could he compete with my master? Heh, Chen Yu is truly blind. It's a waste that he holds the Taibao Order and can decide the advancement or withdrawal of the Thirteen Taibao," Wu Fan sneered.

Chen Yu suddenly flicked his hand through the air, and a slap landed.

*Slap*... Wu Fan was sent flying by Chen Yu's slap. He scrambled up in a sorry state, and a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth.

"Who are you?" Wu Fan looked at Chen Yu in shock and anger. When he arrived, he had kept his attention on Zhang Dashan the whole time, but he never imagined that the unremarkable-looking Chen Yu would have such great strength.

"I am the Chen Yu you kept calling blind," Chen Yu said coldly: "I have tolerated you for a long time."

"You are Chen Yu?" Wu Fan was startled, then he said angrily: "Chen Yu, you just had good luck, which is why you gained the trust of the previous leader."

"What kind of thing are you? What qualifications do you have to decide the stay or departure of the Thirteen Taibao?"

"Just by the fact that I hold the Taibao Order, and by the fact that you and your master tied together are not my match," Chen Yu said coldly: "Are you not convinced?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm not convinced. Chen Yu, what are you bragging about? Just now I wasn't paying attention, you ambushed me. I dare you to try fighting again," Wu Fan said angrily.

"Fine, come on. Put on your Steel Gloves, come," Chen Yu said with a cold laugh.

"Chen Yu, you ambushed me just now. Since that's the case, now I will have a real fight with you, blade to blade. When you are beaten to a pulp, don't blame me for not giving you face," Wu Fan said through gritted teeth.

"Enough talk, just come," Chen Yu beckoned.

Wu Fan stretched out both hands, and both fists were covered with gauntlets. His gauntlets were made of steel and were extremely hard; if serious, they could cause injury or disability. This already fell into the category of hidden weapons.

He let out a violent shout, gathered his strength, and attacked Chen Yu with a punch.

This guy still thought about things too simply. He felt that Chen Yu was nothing more than this; he wasn't old, and his strength at most was on par with his own. Chen Yu had just had a stroke of good luck to end up as the head of the Thirteen Taibao.

If he took Chen Yu down, the landscape of the Thirteen Taibao would definitely change in the future, and that would be a great achievement.

Unfortunately, this guy's wishful thinking was wrong. His biggest mistake was thinking Chen Yu was too weak.

*Whoosh*—wearing the Steel Gauntlets, he could punch an ordinary person into a near-death state, but before this punch could even reach Chen Yu's side, it could not advance an inch further.

Chen Yu's Great Origin Sacred Clear Qi circulated; even bullets would likely be unable to penetrate it. This guy's fist was only three feet away from Chen Yu, and it could no longer move forward.

"True Qi released to protect the body, you, you are an expert of the Extreme Martial Sect Realm?" Wu Fan suddenly realized, but it was too late.

"That's right, you guessed it," Chen Yu smiled slightly and released his True Qi.

*Crack, crack*—the Steel Gauntlets on Wu Fan's two hands shattered. At the same time, his wrists bent backward in an unnatural twist, and then he fell backward, hitting the ground with a *thud*.

His hidden weapons, along with his wrists, were shattered by the True Qi. From beginning to end, Chen Yu had not moved a single bit.

"Ah... Chen Yu, you crippled my hands! My master will definitely seek justice for me!" Wu Fan screamed shrilly.

"Go back immediately and notify your master Zhou Tie. Tell him that you were detained here today for using hidden weapons to hurt people, and I crippled your hands. Let's see if he dares to come over," Chen Yu shouted.

"Fine, you wait, I'll notify my master right now," Wu Fan screamed. With his hands broken, he had difficulty moving and couldn't even take out his phone.

Chen Yu stepped forward, took out his phone, and dialed the number. The phone rang a few times, and the other party answered.

"Master, come save me quickly! I'm at the Dashan Martial Arts Hall, and Chen Yu is here too. He crippled my hands!" Wu Fan cried out hysterically.

"What is going on?" Zhou Tie was furious. He was, after all, a famous senior in the martial arts world. Chen Yu crippling his most beloved disciple was a slap in his face. If he didn't settle this score, how could he continue to mix in the world?

"Your disciple came to smash someone else's place, used hidden weapons to hurt people, and kept insulting me as a blind man who can't judge people, saying the Thirteen Taibao promotion should be yours, Zhou Tie," Chen Yu said coldly: "I crippled his hands because he used hidden weapons in a fair duel. Do you have a problem with that?"

"Chen Yu, even if my disciple is wrong, it's not your turn to teach him a lesson," Zhou Tie said angrily.

"I taught him a lesson today, what can you do about it? If you're not convinced, come to the Dashan Martial Arts Hall right now," Chen Yu said indifferently: "Let's have a proper fight."

"You think I'm afraid of you? Don't think you can be arrogant just because you have the Taibao Order. I tell you, there are plenty of people who aren't convinced by you," Zhou Tie said angrily.

"Whoever isn't convinced can stand out today or the day after tomorrow at the Xuanwu Tea House," Chen Yu said grimly: "You don't really think that Mu Chengcang losing to me was just an accident, do you?"

"Master, save me! He can release True Qi to protect his body, he is a Martial Ancestor Realm expert! You have to think of a way to save me. Don't you have a connection with the Northern School Martial Ancestor Zhang Xiaojiu? Isn't he in Fengling? You must avenge me!" Wu Fan sobbed.

"He is really in the Martial Ancestor Realm?" Zhou Tie on the other end suddenly went silent. He wasn't stupid enough to think he could fight an expert of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

"Wu Fan, come back, I will think of a way," Zhou Tie gritted his teeth.

"Master, he won't let me leave," Wu Fan said with a mournful face.

"Chen Yu, let my disciple go," Zhou Tie's face was livid: "The grudge between you and me will be settled once and for all at the Xuanwu Tea House the day after tomorrow."

"Letting him go is fine. He used hidden weapons to hurt people and spoke rudely. If you don't come, I won't reattach his two broken hands," Chen Yu said with a laugh: "And he also has to kowtow to Zhang Dashan to apologize."

"You are going too far," Zhou Tie was furious.

"It was your disciple who started the trouble first, right?" Chen Yu sneered: "Don't think I'm going too far; I'm a person who always repays grudges. Also, a reminder: besides me, no one else can reattach your disciple's arms."

Zhou Tie was silent. A moment later, he hung up the phone directly.

"Master, come save me, Master!" Wu Fan called out in terror.

"Save your breath, he won't dare to come," Chen Yu sneered: "And to think you're still here risking your life for him."

"Chen Yu, what exactly will it take for you to let me go?" Wu Fan cowered.

"Kowtow and apologize, then get lost," Chen Yu said coldly.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have used hidden weapons to hurt people." Wu Fan said nothing more, knelt down directly, and kowtowed.

"Get lost." Chen Yu waved his hand. This guy gritted his teeth, stood up, and slunk away.

"Mr. Chen, thank you so much. The Xuanwu Tea House the day after tomorrow, I'm afraid it will be a Hongmen Banquet," Zhang Dashan said with a bitter smile.

"How do you say that?" Chen Yu asked.

"The Thirteen Taibao have too high a profile. My wife and I have no reputation or connections, so I'm afraid many people in the martial arts world won't be convinced," Zhang Dashan said: "At that time, I'm afraid you will be in a difficult position."

"Haha, that is my business," Chen Yu smiled slightly: "Don't worry, things will be resolved."

"This is a Breathing Technique, which I wrote up on the spot based on your constitution. Your external martial arts are not bad, but your Internal Breath is average." Chen Yu took out a printed document and handed it to Zhang Dashan.