Chapter Fifteen: Tiger Might Martial Arts Hall

  As the burly Han spoke, a cold light flashed in his hand, and he was suddenly holding a sharp dagger.

  This dagger is a foot long, with deep blood grooves that give people a creepy feeling.

  Looking at the knife close at hand, a wave of fear rose in the thin monkey's heart.

  Although he dared to fight desperately in the secret realm of Lushan, at this time facing such a pressing threat, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

  Why was I so loose-lipped at that time?

  Just as he was filled with remorse, someone spoke in a low voice: "Even if he said a few more words, what right do you have to cut out his tongue?"

  The voice was not loud, but at this time, in an environment where no one dared to speak around, it stood out.

  That originally prepared to slowly make the thin monkey collapse, never thought that at this time someone would dare to obstruct oneself from doing things.

  He was used to being domineering in Dingfang City, and now that he was being stopped by someone, he suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

  Losing face is a big deal for a man, and losing face while leading several younger brothers on a mission is an even bigger deal. It's something that can't be forgiven.

  He glared at the person speaking and saw a fourteen or fifteen year old boy looking at him calmly from a short distance away.

  This discovery made Da Han's anger surge even higher, but it also made him feel that simply teaching this young man a lesson was not enough to establish his own prestige.

  "Haha, learning from others to take revenge, have your hairs grown evenly?!" The man said up to here, gesturing with the sharp knife in his hand: "Those who talk too much will lose their tongues. As for me, I'll let you know what it's based on in a moment, kid."

  As he spoke, he waved his hand at the two men behind him and said: "You hold this kid in place, I'm a bit out of practice cutting off tongues, it's just right to use him to get some exercise."

  The man following behind the big fellow came over with a smile after hearing the big fellow's order.

  In their eyes, this young man was simply asking for death!

  "Stop it!" Just as Fang Ling was about to take action, Hua Shuying, who was talking to someone else, suddenly rushed over.

  Just like a hen covering her chicks, Hua Shuangying loudly shouted at the two men: "I'm telling you, don't get any ideas!"

  Those two men looked at the charming and delicate flower shadow, and suddenly burst out laughing. One of them shouted loudly: "Little sister, you said don't move your hands, brother won't move his hands now, but you must..."

  He hadn't even finished speaking when Fang Ling slapped him hard on the face.

  "You stinky little brat, you dare to hit me!" The man was slapped in the face under everyone's watchful eyes. Instantly enraged, he let out a loud roar and threw a punch at Fang Ling.

  This punch was powerful enough to produce a strong gust of wind, with at least 2,000 kilograms of force.

  If it were yesterday, Fang Ling would still need to be careful with this third-layer Qi Practitioner. But now, as a fourth-layer Qi Practitioner himself, he didn't even consider the big man a threat. Before the big man's fist could land on his body, Fang Ling's palm had already grasped the big man's arm.

  The big man who was hit by Fang Ling felt as if his arm had been crushed!

  Fang Ling's five fingers were like five sharp blades, piercing into his muscles.

  But his arm surface, however, was without a single wound.

  "True energy released, practicing four layers of air!" The big man shouted, but before he could finish speaking, Fang Ling shook his hand and threw him out.

  "Boom!"

  The big man's body was heavily smashed onto a rock, and he lay there motionless.

  The big Han who led the way was shocked when he heard the words "practicing air four layers", after all, his own cultivation was only at the third layer of practicing air.

  Lao Si wouldn't have called it wrong, would he? A young whelp, how could he possibly have a cultivation of four layers of Qi Refining? He thought to himself, but his gaze used the Observing Qi Method to look at Fang Lin.

  A white aura burst out of the young man's body across from him!

  Qigong four layers.

  Definitely four layers of Qi Gong!

  At such a young age, you can already reach the fourth layer of Qi training, you're not an ordinary person. The burly man who led the way hesitated for a moment before cupping his fists and saying: "This little brother, I am Qiu Dong, the third disciple of Huwei Martial Arts Academy, this time I'm acting on my master's orders, please give me some convenience."

  "What if I don't make it convenient for you?" Fang Ling said with a provocative tone, glancing at Qiu Dong.

  At this time, Fang Ling stood out, and more people gathered around. When they heard Fang Ling say that, some people burst into laughter immediately.

  If one or two people laughed, Qiu Dong could still intimidate them, but now, dozens of people laughing at once made him feel his face burning with shame.

  He stared at Fang Ling's face, his voice cold: "In Dingfang City, the motto of our Huwei Martial Arts Academy is 'either friend or foe'. Friend, think carefully... if you want to be an enemy of our Huwei Martial Arts Academy, heh heh..."

  "Is Hehu Wuguan an enemy?" Fang Ling smiled faintly and muttered to himself, "It's not a bad idea either."

  Qiu Dong was stunned, his usual effective words had no effect this time. Just as he couldn't find a way to save face, someone said: "Third Brother, what if he has reached the fourth layer of Qi cultivation? We can still take him down together!"

  As soon as this voice came out, several men standing behind Qiu Dong rushed towards Fang Ling.

  Seeing his junior brother had already taken action, Qiu Dong gritted his teeth and unleashed the Tiger Leopard Fist, throwing a fierce punch straight at Fang Ling's chest.

  "Ah!"

  At the moment when Qiu Dong's fist fell, a miserable cry came over.

  Qiu Dong, who had already felt that his attack was in vain, couldn't help but pause for a moment when he heard the sound, thinking to himself, "Could it be that my senses deceived me and I actually hit him?"

  However, the scene that suddenly appeared made him terrified and powerless. But seeing the frail young man, at this moment he seemed like a hawk, constantly flashing around his fellow disciples. Every time he flashed, the boy would punch out a fist.

  Three flashes of light, three punches were thrown, and three people fell to the ground.

  These three are all Chudong's junior fellow disciples.

  "Get down too!" Along with this cold voice, Qiu Dong suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

  This punch has injured his own internal organs!

  Qiu Dong felt the internal energy inside his body going berserk, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of fear. If he couldn't suppress this internal energy in a short period of time, all his years of cultivation might be completely undone.

  "You dare to hurt me! Our Tiger Might Martial Arts Hall will not let you go!" A shrill cry from a junior brother pulled Chudong out of his worries.

  He gazed at Fang Ling with a cold and resentful look, his voice icy as he said: "The green hills remain unchanged, the flowing waters forever flow, friend, dare you not to reveal your name? Our Tiger Might Martial Arts Academy will certainly reward you handsomely."

  "Are you helping the Chen family with something?" Fang Ling asked calmly, ignoring Qiu Dong's threat.

  Qiu Dong was stunned, he didn't think Fang Ling would know this.

  Just as he was hesitating, Fang Ling kicked the thin monkey that was still lying on the ground and said: "I know you won't die, so there's no need to pretend to be dead here."

  The thin monkey heard this and hurriedly crawled up from the ground.

  Knowing that staying here would only bring shame to the Eastern Hills, he said a word of farewell to those fellow disciples who had fallen to the ground and walked towards the other end of the street.

  He wants to go find Master, he firmly believes that with Master's six-layered cultivation of practicing Qi, he will definitely be able to give this guy who doesn't give their Huwei Wuguan face a good lesson.

  Just as he had walked a dozen or so steps, Fang Ling's voice came: "No need to rush, we'll meet in a moment."

  As for what "we'll meet again soon" meant, Qiu Dong didn't understand and he didn't want to understand either. He just wanted to leave this place quickly.

  "Thanks a lot this time, Fang Gongzi!" The thin monkey's face was very colorful at this moment, with gratitude and shame!

  However, what occupied his mind was more of a shock. He never thought that Fang Ling, who was originally not in his eyes, now actually had the cultivation of Qi Refining Fourth Layer.

  The fourth layer of Qi training is a major hurdle for those who have only reached the third layer. Once one breaks through to the fourth layer, they can be considered a master.

  Inner restraint and outer relaxation, many people can't achieve this in their lifetime.

  Unexpectedly, Ling had actually accomplished it in just a few days!

  "There's no need to be polite. If you must know, you're also implicated in this matter." Fang Ling patted the thin monkey on the shoulder and said with a smile.

  The thin monkey smiled wryly, and Fang Ling's words were actually correct. If it weren't for himself speaking those fair words to Fang Ling, how would Chen Zhenghua have vented his anger on him?

  "No matter what, I still want to say thank you." The thin monkey said up to here, and whispered: "Fang Gongzi, Guan Wushou of the Tiger Might Pavilion has a cultivation base of six layers of Qi Refining. If you encounter him, it's best to hide for now."

  The skinny monkey's words came from the heart.

  As someone who lives in Dingfang City, he knows how formidable Guan Wushang is.

  This tube is harmless, almost the first person under the fixed square city repairman, usually no one dares to provoke Guan Wushang.

  Fang Ling smiled and said: "Shou Huan, sometimes you can't avoid it. For those who target you, you have to scare them off, or they won't dare to mess with you!"

  Are you afraid? Does this young man want to challenge Guan without injury?

  As soon as this idea emerged, it made Skinny Monkey tremble with fear. The mighty reputation of Guan Wushang was not something to be taken lightly.

  In those days, Guan Wushang, who had just cultivated his Qi to the sixth layer, defeated four cultivators of the fifth layer in a single move. His Tiger-Slaying Knife was truly awe-inspiring.

  "Master Fang, you're not thinking of challenging Guan Wu Shang, are you?"

  Fang Ling smiled and didn't say anything.

  ……

  "Brother Qiu, after we get back, you must tell Master about this and let him severely punish that little brat. He's made our Huwei Martial Arts Hall lose face!" A man with a broken arm spoke viciously to Qiu Dong.

  As soon as he said this, the other men also echoed in agreement.

  "Yes, Brother Qiu, it's best if we can get our master to take action and break that little brat's arm!"

  "Break his limbs and throw them onto the street to feed the dogs!"

  ……

  Qiu Dong Zheng was thinking about how to tell his master, so that his master wouldn't think he was incompetent. The chatter of these disciples made him annoyed, just as he was about to quiet them down, the figure in front made him pause.

  Under the golden plaque of Huwei Martial Arts Hall, a young man stood proudly there!

  The early bird catches the worm, the cat gets up late, asking for votes to eat!