Crazy Defense

  Martial arts arena stage.

  "Ah——!"

  Xie Yun suddenly let out a loud shout, his body shooting forward like a sharp sword unsheathing from its scabbard. His entire being was filled with powerful internal energy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his fists flashed out like lightning. Bam! Bam! Bam! Over ten punches landed on the face, shoulders, and chest of a red-faced giant who was fighting him, each one stopping just short of killing him. The final punch heavily struck the giant's chest.

  The man in the green robe was beaten so badly that his entire face had changed shape, and with the final blow, he flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string, heavily falling onto the muddy ground outside the ring. Even if he didn't die, it would be a serious injury.

  Blink of an eye, victory and defeat are decided.

  "The Wheel of Fortune, 48th challenger Red-Faced Swordsman Mao Zhi Feng, defeated!"

  Thousands of Jianghu onlookers under the arena, shocked and retreated one after another, looking at each other in dismay. The entire martial arts arena was silent. Crazy, this young master from Yao Wang Bang's Medicine Hall is simply crazy with his punches.

  This thing still has to start from this morning.

  This morning, Ma Yun, one of the top ten young masters of the Treasure Gang, defeated thirty-nine young masters in a row and defended the three-round arena battle, causing a small sensation. Many Jianghu people are looking forward to Ma Yun's stronger performance.

  However, just as Ma Yun was about to break through the fourth round, he made a fatal mistake. He shouldn't have openly provoked Xie Yun, the chief disciple of Yao Wang's Medicine Hall and the number one young master of his generation, in the arena.

  Everyone knows that the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion are responsible for maintaining order in the arena, and do not go on stage to fight. Ma Yun used a very arrogant tone to mock the Medicine Pavilion from top to bottom.

  If it were an ordinary day, Xie Yun would have just coldly laughed and not necessarily accepted the challenge. However, today he was stimulated in the medicine hall's small courtyard, where he was consecutively defeated twice by a nameless junior fellow apprentice, his belly full of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent.

  Xie Yun accepted the challenge without hesitation and went up onto the stage.

  A shocking scene unfolded.

  Ma Yu is also one of the top ten young masters of the Zhenbao Gang, and in the Jianghu of Pingzhou, he is a young master with some reputation. His Lieyang Palm Technique is also a rare and exceptional martial art. Even if he's not necessarily a match for Xie Yun, it should be possible for him to withstand Xie Yun's attacks for at least twenty or thirty moves.

  However, Xie Yun, who was furious at the moment, was not easy to deal with. Three swift moves of Qingyun Swordsmanship sealed off Ma Yun's left and right paths, forcing him to the edge of the arena. Ma Yun was forced into a desperate situation and didn't dare hold back, slapping his palm towards Xie Yun's chest. Xie Yun surprisingly didn't react at all, unleashing his final fury with one sword strike, its speed as fast as lightning, stabbing towards Ma Yun's heart. Ma Yun was both shocked and angry - this was a martial arts exchange, where did this life-or-death move come from? Seeing the situation wasn't good, he immediately flipped over and jumped off the arena, ending Ma Yun's Wheel Guard Arena Battle abruptly.

  Inside the martial arts arena, many Jianghu masters saw Ma Yun being defeated by Xie Yun's four swords and fell silent for a moment.

  Then, many young masters under the stage, came up one after another to challenge Xie Yun, but almost none of them lasted more than three or five moves.

  Xie Yun's fight on the arena was extremely crazy, accepting challenges from all qualified young Jianghu masters, and using not only his most skilled swordsmanship. He almost used every kind of martial arts. In the nearly twenty years he closed himself in the medicine collection pavilion, he had browsed through thousands of low-level, mid-level, and high-level martial arts secret books.

  Moreover, he is not a dead scholar. As the eldest senior brother, he almost every few days to test the martial arts progress of other core disciples in the Medicine Hall, and his actual combat experience is extremely rich. The attacking moves are not limited to one style, with dozens of different leg methods, fist methods, palm methods, and weapons, from the lowest-level basic skills to the highest-level ultimate skills, all have been involved. In addition, his internal strength foundation is deep and solid, some young Jianghu masters with a certain reputation often can't hold out for more than a few moves under his hands before being defeated.

  "Great, too powerful, Senior Brother!"

  "Thanks, Master Xie Yun! You're too powerful! The 48th one, just two more to go and the fifth round will be broken!"

  Hundreds of Fa Zheng Tang's law enforcement team members, inner and outer disciples, under the stage saw Xie Yun win again, defeating the red-faced knife guest with one move, excitedly cheering loudly to cheer for Xie Yun. Xie Yun's prestige is their prestige, the more opponents Xie Yun defeats, the more face they will have.

  Outside the martial arts arena, there is a wine building.

  Three middle-aged men sat at a window seat on the third floor of a wine building, overlooking the martial arts arena not far away.

  One of the onlookers, a stout middle-aged man with a wealthy air about him, chuckled and said, "Master, your disciple has spent nearly twenty years in arduous training and has finally learned to break free from the rigid constraints of his techniques, beginning to integrate the strengths of various schools. Take a look at those few punches he threw just now - swift, fast, and precise, with each punch landing on the opponent's body before immediately stopping, with internal energy coursing through his entire being, sealing off the opponent's vital points. This boxing technique should be derived from the essence of 'Intercepting Arteries Manual', modified to have less of its original cleverness but more of an overbearing aura."

  "Haha, Vice President Ma, you're overpraising. Xie Yun this kid is indeed diligent and hardworking, but sometimes he's a bit too rigid and lacks flexibility. But I don't know what got into him today, suddenly he started applying all the martial arts moves he learned in real life, it was quite unexpected."

  Middle-aged Li Daxin nodded with a smile, showing some approval of Xie Yun on the stage.

  This rumored number one tyrant of Takegi County, about fifty or sixty years old, medium build, with no hint of cunning or ferocity in his expression, but instead a few strands of elderly benevolence, not showing that he was once a ruthless fugitive who killed people like flies when he was young.

  "Martial arts under the heavens, different paths same destination. Xie Yun has already broken through the most important mental barrier, no longer confined to a single move or style, and has begun to integrate the strengths of various schools. Given time, he will become another top-notch master in the Jianghu, the pillar of my Medicine Pavilion."

  Sitting with them was a man in his forties or fifties, wearing a blue long gown, who looked gaunt and had a cold expression. He rarely spoke and was the deputy master of the outer hall of the Medicine King Hall. Although he seemed taciturn, he occasionally made some comments that flattered others, and his skills were not inferior to those of Ma, the deputy master of the inner hall.

  The young waiter at Anfu Restaurant served the three men with a trembling hand, poured wine and brought dishes, set up a table of wine and food, then stood far away, bowing his head and listening for orders, not daring to listen more to their conversation.

  Li Da Shannan heard that Ma and Ji both praised his apprentice, and he burst out laughing with joy, feeling extremely pleased.

  "This time, the preparatory work for the Medicine King's medicine material and product trading conference has almost been completed. The young master of the Medicine King Gang will lead a team of elite personnel to arrive in advance from Wan'an Prefecture to inspect the preparation situation in our county town, probably within one or two days. Vice Master Ma and Vice Master Ji still need to work hard, don't let the preparatory work of our gang go wrong."

  "Will the young master be arriving in these next few days?"

  Ma Fudang was startled and hastily said, "No no, this is within my subordinate's duties, I will definitely ensure that the conference is held without a hitch!"

  Around the martial arts arena, more than a dozen wine houses also had masters from other top ten gangs in Pingzhou watching this arena match and discussing the recent emergence of new heroes in the Jianghu.

  In a luxurious wine house's private room, Huang Changlao of the Zhenbao gang and his apprentice Ma Yun, along with a young woman in red clothes, were drinking with a stifling atmosphere.

  Huang Zhang angrily slammed his cup of fine wine on the table, scolding Ma Yun: "Ma Yun, do you know now that there are people outside of people and heavens outside of heaven? You think you're great just because you can hold your own in a three-wheel cart battle? Among the ten major gangs in Pingzhou, there are many hidden masters like Xie Yun. Look at how embarrassing you were today, being forced off the stage after just three or four moves. Don't you know that not all of my Treasure Gang's top ten disciples are useless?"

  Ma Yu glared at Xie Yun, who was still standing on the stage, and said indignantly: "Master, it's not that I'm incompetent, but that Xie Yun is too shameless. His skills are only slightly better than mine. However, he didn't dodge my palm strike, instead using his sword to exchange blows with me, fighting for our lives. With his deep internal energy, even if he was hit by my palm, at most he would spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and recover in a month. But if I were hit by his sword, I'm afraid I would be pierced through the heart and die on the spot. How could I risk my life to exchange blows with him? I had no choice but to retreat... and as a result... I didn't pay attention to what was behind me and was forced off the stage."

  "Master Ma, didn't you pay attention to what was behind you? I saw that your reaction was quite quick at the time. As soon as you saw that the situation wasn't good, you jumped down from the stage and narrowly avoided Xie Yun's deadly sword." The red-clothed woman burst out laughing.

  Ma Yu looked away with a scowl and let out an unhappy hum.