Chapter 48: Deserving of Death

"Go, Senior Brothers, show this guy a thing or two."

"Daring to come to our Qinglong Martial Arts Hall to challenge us, this kid is just looking for death."

"With both Senior Brothers attacking at once, this kid is dead."

The crowd of rookie students had long since regarded these two Senior Brothers as their faith; they firmly believed that Chen Yu was just looking for death by coming here.

Chen Yu sneered, lifted his right hand forward, and the full-force punch from the two was caught in his palm.

"You..." The two were shocked, and before they could react, an extremely powerful force surged from Chen Yu.

Crack... The elbows and fists of the two shattered, and they fell backward; Chen Yu stepped forward and struck out with both fists in mid-air, hitting the two in the chest...

Pop... An extremely powerful aura pierced through their backs, and they were sent flying backward, their dantian completely shattered.

"External release of True Qi... You, are you an expert of the Xuanwu True Realm?" The two Senior Brothers collapsed on the ground, unable to stand, looking at Chen Yu in shock.

"I said before, even your master Zhou Qing is no match for me; did you take my words as air?" Chen Yu sneered.

"Was my master really harmed by you?" Wu Jin said with a pale face and a trembling voice: "Who exactly are you, and why is your Excellency dealing such a lethal blow to our Qinglong Society?"

"What is this?" Chen Yu pointed to a piece of calligraphy hanging on the wall, and he said in a deep voice: "Strengthen the body with martial arts, cultivate character with virtue."

"Those who practice martial arts should aim to strengthen their bodies and cultivate their character, not rely on their own martial arts to bully others everywhere."

"Your master Zhou Qing did not hesitate to kill others for profit, not even sparing innocent witnesses; your Senior Brother helped Du Ming commit violence against an innocent girl, aiding and abetting—you deserve to die."

"When did it become your turn to manage the affairs of our Qinglong Society? Just you wait, our Grand Senior Uncle is in seclusion on Long Mountain."

Wu Jin roared: "He will arrive in Fengling in three days; he is already an expert of the Martial True Realm, and he will definitely avenge us."

"Then I will wait for him." Chen Yu said proudly: "Remember clearly, my name is Chen Yu."

Stomping his right foot on the ground, the plaque engraved with "Qinglong Martial Club" weighing a hundred catties suddenly stood up, and Chen Yu kicked it out.

Crack, the plaque shattered.

"Chen Yu, you destroyed our sign, Grand Senior Uncle will definitely kill you." The two Senior Brothers were furious; the sign represented the face of the Qinglong Society, and now that Chen Yu had destroyed it in front of them, the insult was extremely strong.

"I'll be waiting." Chen Yu sneered, dropped this sentence, and turned to leave.

Zou Dalong was riding in a car back to his villa in the suburbs when suddenly a truck rushed over from the side at high speed.

With a boom, his car was hit and sent flying by the truck, rolling down the side of the road, and the car turned into a pile of scrap metal on the spot.

"Hurry and save President Zou." More than ten bodyguards from the cars following behind rushed out and scrambled down the road.

But the scene before them was too horrible to look at; that expensive Bentley had already become a lump, covered in blood, and the people inside were likely pressed into meat patties.

"Save, save me..." A roar came from the scrap metal.

"President Zou, hurry, President Zou is still alive." The bodyguards were shocked and rushed forward in a panic.

Half an hour later, Zou Dalong was finally rescued; he was covered in blood, but this blood belonged to the driver and the accompanying bodyguards, who had now been crushed beyond recognition.

Only Zou Dalong was completely unharmed.

Zou Dalong trembled as he took out a Brocade Pouch; inside the pouch was the Paper Man Chen Yu had given him, but now the Paper Man had turned into a handful of fragments mixed with blood.

Zou Dalong's hands were shaking; he knew that if it weren't for this Paper Man sent by Chen Yu, he definitely would not have survived.

"Du Feng, it must be Du Feng who did this." Zou Dalong angrily dialed Chen Yu's phone: "Mr. Chen, thank you for saving my life; I will fight Du Feng to the death."

"I was just about to contact you; wouldn't fighting back now just lead to both sides suffering?" Chen Yu said indifferently.

"He plotted against me twice, am I supposed to just endure it?" Zou Dalong said angrily.

"It's not about not fighting back, but the time hasn't come yet; sometimes, it's not necessary to fight the opponent to mutual destruction, but to slowly erode him and strive for maximum benefit." Chen Yu said.

"I will listen to Mr. Chen." Zou Dalong suppressed the anger in his chest; what Chen Yu said made sense.

"Go to the hospital, intercept him, and make an appointment to see him at the Dog Fighting Arena tomorrow." Chen Yu said.

"Okay." Zou Dalong nodded.

Hospital, emergency room.

A man led a dark crowd of people into the emergency room.

Emergency treatment was in progress, and a Yisheng shouted: "What are you doing? Get out quickly."

He suddenly stopped, because a knife was already pressed against his neck, and the entire operating room was silent.

On the hospital bed was Du Ming, covered in blood, breathing weakly, his life hanging by a thread.

The man stepped forward, the murderous intent in his eyes representing his anger.

"Who did this?" The man was Du Feng, one of the two major forces in Fengling City, with strength above Zou Dalong.

"Mr. Du, that person is called Chen Yu..." A subordinate said tremblingly.

"Do your best to save him; if he doesn't survive, you will all die. The rest of you, come with me." Du Feng glanced at the Yisheng, waved his hand, and led the people out.

The doctors and nurses in the emergency room only breathed a sigh of relief after Du Feng left, unaware that they had broken out in a cold sweat.

Du Feng walked out of the hospital door, and more than ten vans suddenly surrounded them; the person in the lead was Zou Dalong.

"Zou Dalong, what do you want to do?" Du Feng's expression changed slightly.

"You are going to find Chen Yu, right?" Zou Dalong smiled.

"Does my nephew's business have anything to do with you?" Du Feng was furious: "Zou Dalong, we had an agreement that we would not interfere with each other; what are you trying to do by breaking the agreement?"

"Zhou Qing was sent by you to kill me, right? And the truck driver tonight was also your man, right?" Zou Dalong waved his hand, and a man covered in blood was pushed up.

He was the truck driver who hit Zou Dalong, and also Du Feng's subordinate.

"If it weren't for Mr. Chen's rescue, I would have died twice already; Du Feng, it's time for us to settle our accounts." Zou Dalong sneered.

"Call the people from the Qinglong Society." Du Feng's expression changed drastically; having failed to kill Zou Dalong twice, it seemed he would have to fight hard this time.

"President Du, the Qinglong Martial Arts Hall has been challenged." A subordinate rushed over to report.

"Who is so bold as to provoke the Qinglong Martial Arts Hall?" Du Feng was shocked.

"It is Chen Yu; two Martial Master Realm disciples in the Qinglong Society have had their meridians severed and their Cultivation completely crippled. The opponent is an expert and has an unusual relationship with Zou Dalong. The head of the Qinglong Society won't be back for three days, so today... we don't have the advantage." The subordinate said nervously.

Du Feng stopped talking; the Qinglong Society belonged to the world of martial arts, and there were three Martial Master Realm disciples under them. Since this Chen Yu had actually taken out three Martial Master disciples at once, he really did not have the upper hand today.

"Zou Dalong, what do you want? If the two of us fight to the death, it will only result in both sides suffering," Du Feng said in a deep voice.