Chapter Sixteen: Knocking on the Door

  "Little Seventh, what kind of punch is this? You damn well haven't eaten, have you?"

  "Little Liu, I'm telling you, women are like knives that scrape to the bone. Look at you, where's your strength? Where has all your damn strength gone?"

  "For crying out loud, how many times have I told you, steady, you must hold steady, do you understand?!"

  With a small teapot in hand, Guan Yunchang stood in the large courtyard of the Tiger Might Pavilion, loudly scolding his disciples.

  He wore a white changshan, and his whole person looked a bit dusty. This temperament was also what Guan Wushang liked the most.

  To be honest, what he likes to hear most now is that when others see him, they call him Master Guan.

  Master, these two words are not as good as "Immortal Master", but they sound pretty good too.

  Of course, in this life, he still likes being a fairy master in other people's mouths the most. Unfortunately, he knows that the possibility of breaking through to become a fairy master in this life is almost zero.

  Although the difference between the sixth and seventh layers of Qi refining is only a tiny bit, this tiny difference is like a chasm in the sky, blocking him without any room for temper.

  He couldn't make further progress in his cultivation, so he needed to enjoy life. The six layers of Qi practice not only allowed his life to reach 120 years, but also gave him a strong body. Thinking about the two little girls brought by those two apprentices last night, his heart was a bit hot.

  The young girl is all right, but unfortunately, she's useless!

  Sitting down in his favorite red wooden chair, a disciple naturally came to refill his teapot. Looking at the smiling face of his fourth disciple, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "Has Chen Gongzi's matter been taken care of?"

  "Master, Third Master has gone out early."

  The disciple's answer pleased him greatly.

  Third Brother Qiu Dong may not be the most talented, but for this kind of thing, he should be able to handle it easily.

  "Uh-huh, wait for Third Master to come back and have him see me." Guan Wushang took a sip of tea and said lightly: "By the way, go find an exquisite box and send that tongue to Young Master Chen."

  "Alright, Master." The fourth disciple responded and quickly left.

  Guan gently rocked his chair back and forth again, and continued to drink his tea comfortably. A worthless little brat's tongue was not even worth paying attention to for him.

  As long as he can make his grandfather happy, what's another life!

  Now, the most important thing is to improve his relationship with the Chen family. He believes that as long as he follows the Chen family, no one in Dingfang City will dare to bully him.

  "Bang bang bang"

  Just as Guan Yu was rejoicing at his victory, a loud noise came from outside.

  In the past, when Knife Head was killing people, Guan Wushang didn't care about this kind of noise, but now, Guan Wushang likes order and discipline, and he suppresses those who don't follow rules.

  "What happened?"

  The fourth disciple, who was standing not far away, quickly ran over and said: "Master, someone has come to challenge our Tiger Might Martial Arts Hall!"

  Guan Wu Shang's mouth twitched slightly, Guan Wu Shang had never been provoked since the establishment of Hu Wei Martial Arts Hall, but now someone dared to knock on his door!

  Paralyzed, this is not a long way to run here to find him unhappy.

  "Fourth brother, tell the people in front to beat me to death!"

  "Alright, Master." The fourth disciple responded and ran towards the entrance of the martial arts hall.

  But the fourth son went quickly and came back quickly, only half a moment later, this clever fourth son ran back, but now he looked a bit disheveled.

  The noise outside sounds even louder now.

  Looking at Si Tzu's appearance, Guan Wu Shang felt something was off.

  The more it is at this time, the more you should calm down, after all, you are a master.

  "What's going on?" Guan Wu Shang's tone was much calmer than before.

  "Master, that kid who kicked the hall is very formidable. Several of my junior brothers were injured by him!" The fourth disciple said with a bit of trepidation in his heart.

  Guan was unhurt, let out a cold snort, stood up from his chair and said: "Let's go take a look. I want to see what kind of person has eaten bear heart and leopard gall, daring to come looking for trouble with us!"

  As soon as he arrived at the gate, Guan Wushang saw a slightly weak young man who was competing with his most concerned top disciple Luo Bian at the gate.

  This young man was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he had almost the same strength as his own disciples.

  Cultivate Qi in four layers!

  At such a young age, he already has the strength of four layers of Qi Gong, this young man is not simple!

  However, at this time, Guan Wushang's heart had also put down, and practicing the fourth layer of Qi was not a big problem for him.

  He carefully watched the competition between the two in the middle.

  Then he saw his eldest disciple Luo Qian, tall and strong, with a body of golden Fulong Palm, displaying the purest fire, every palm swung out, there was a burst of energy that enveloped the space in front of him within three feet.

  This palm wind can not only shock people's hearts and lungs, but also bind the space within three feet.

  Guan Wushang was very satisfied with Luo Chan's performance.

  However, the young man's performance was not bad either. With empty hands, he performed a set of the most ordinary Dahongquan, a fist technique that was almost ubiquitous in Dingfang City. But this ordinary fist technique in the boy's hands was magical and enchanting.

  Compared to boxing, the boy's movements were even more bizarre. Every time Luo Chirp's fist was about to hit the boy, he would suddenly jump up and twist his body in mid-air before landing on the other side of Luo Chirp.

  With this strength, the young man at least dodged Luo Cui's seven attacks.

  This won't do!

  Guan Wushang quickly made a judgment. He hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice to Luo Chan: "Chan'er, the golden staff is like a crouching dragon!"

  Luō Chán had been unable to take down Fang Ling, and his heart was getting anxious. At this moment, he heard the hint from his master, and immediately performed these two unconnected moves.

  As expected, with the Golden Giant Pestle's display, it directly pressed the young man who couldn't be caught earlier into a dead angle. Immediately afterwards, a Long Xiang Fu Long move was made, fiercely smashing towards Fang Ling's head.

  This blow didn't even give Fang Lin a chance to dodge.

  "Little brat, you just stay here for me!" Lu Jian's face was filled with a fierce expression, he hated that this guy who had injured his own junior brother and made him lose face would be smashed into a meat pie.

  But when his palm fell, the young man did not show any surprise, and saw that his face was calm, with his left palm lightly stretched out.

  At the moment when his palms were about to touch together, Luo Chan discovered that there was a stream of green air emanating from the boy's palm.

  It made his heart skip a beat!

  He has been with Guan for a long time and knows some taboos. Some special changes in palm strength are not good for him.

  "Cicada, retreat quickly!" Guan Wushang also saw the crisis.

  But it was too late, and the two palms crashed together violently.

  At the moment when palms clashed, Luo Chan felt a strange inner energy rushing into his veins.

  "Qing Sha Palm, you actually used Qing Sha Palm!" Guan Wu Shang exclaimed as he flew over to Luo Chan's side. He infused his own internal energy into Luo Chan's body and said in a deep voice, "Chan Er, circulate your inner power."

  For a full two breaths' time, Guan Wujun didn't withdraw his palm, and from Luo Tianshen's body, a stream of green gas burst out from the top of his head.

  Guan's eyes were cold and unyielding as he stared at Fang Ling, having already made up his mind to keep this young man here.

  "Master, this kid is obstructing my brothers from doing their job and even injured them. Please take charge." Chū Dōng, with a face full of grief and indignation, rushed to Guān Wúshāng's front, just like a child who had been beaten.

  Guan Wushang looked at Qiu Dong's ashen face and felt even more enraged. With so many disciples and onlookers around, if Guan Wushang didn't regain the upper hand in this situation, he would never be able to show his face again.

  "You're so venomous at such a young age, how can I tolerate you!"

  After saying this, Guan Wu Shang suddenly felt a bit of satisfaction. He is now Master Guan, not some street-fighting thug!

  So he must show the demeanor of a master.

  Just as he was about to make his move, Fang Ling smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Gu Zongzheng, I came here this time to challenge the disciples of your Wu Guan, but not you."

  He was a bit rude, and almost made Guan Wuji spit out blood. He glared at Fang Lin with a cold gaze and said, "It's rare to see such a talented young man like you, how can I not give you some guidance?"

  As they spoke, Guan Wushang prepared to take action.

  He had already thought it through and as soon as he made his move, he used his most skilled technique, the Shocking Mountain Fist, to directly knock this little brat dead.

  "Since you want to take action, why don't you let me accompany you for a couple of moves?" A soft voice came from the crowd, and with this voice, a man wearing a long gown walked out slowly.

  Seeing this man, Guan Wujin's face turned extremely ugly.

  He knows this person and is also a little afraid of him!

  Although this person's cultivation was only one level higher than his, this one level was a world of difference.

  Other people's titles are Xian Shi, while Wu Shang is only called Da Shi.

  Fang Ling looked at the newcomer and smiled on his face. He chuckled and said, "Thank you, Master Zhao, for upholding justice."

  Zhao Xianshi smiled wryly in his heart and said lightly on his face: "It's just a small matter, Fang Gongzi doesn't need to take it to heart."

  "Zhao Xianshi, I wouldn't dare exchange blows with you, this..." said Guan Wushang, rubbing his hands together cautiously.

  Zhao Xianshi gazed coldly at Guan Wushang and said in a chilly tone, "Fang Gongzi wants to challenge your disciple. Do you think there's a problem with that?"

  "No problem, absolutely no problem! However, the disciple who just fought is already the strongest among the lower-ranking disciples. As for Fang Gongzi's challenge, our martial arts school admits defeat!" A good man doesn't take advantage of a situation in front of him, although he didn't know who this Fang Gongzi was, but with Zhao Xian Sheng stepping forward, he couldn't not admit defeat.

  There's nothing wrong with admitting defeat.

  After all, face and life are more important than a single hair!

  "I've always heard that the three hundred disciples of Huwei Wuguan are all heroes, today I want to see them one by one!" Fang Ling didn't take the bait and said to himself: "I'd like to see if this is just bragging or not!"

  Once you've seen it, then you'll be convinced!

  Guan Wushang knew that his disciples' cultivation was far inferior to Fang Gongzi's, except for Luo Chan who could barely keep up. If they were to go to war, they would only be defeated, but if they didn't...

  "Guān Wúshāng, Fang Gongzi has already spoken, why don't you send out your disciples?" Zhao Xiānshī looked at Guān Wúshāng coldly and said: "Are you waiting for me to invite you personally?"

  Although inwardly wounded, he calmly said: "Immortal Master, I will send a disciple to fight."

  "Fourth brother, you go up!"

  PS: Xiao Fang is getting angry, brothers, where are the votes?