Chapter Thirty-One: Zhou Yahuan

  In ancient times, during the Cold Arms Era, people were accustomed to calling those who fought on the battlefield and were invincible, "Tiger Generals". A man like a tiger, a horse like a dragon, with just one spear and one large gun, they dared to trample enemy camps, advancing and retreating seven times, killing the enemy until they cried out for their fathers and mothers, and the ghosts wailed.

  What a heroic spirit and what a great hero!

  Wang Chan's move "Fierce Tiger Turns Head" was actually taken from the 13th Taibao's beheading of people in the past, a fierce and powerful gun that made people tremble with fear, a move that could take one's life.

  Wang Chan was a true martial artist, and in his life, he could have chosen to retreat, but retreating without principle was against his greatest taboo. Now this Lei Ting was endless, attacking non-stop, if he didn't take action, he feared that after a while, the fire in his chest would rise up, and he wouldn't be able to hold back the killing intent in his heart, and he would have to take action, and fight her to the death.

  So, in the midst of dodging and weaving, he followed the momentum, using his body as a horse and his hand as a spear. With a loud shout, he counterattacked and burst out. He practiced his skills on the tiger's head at midnight, and with just one black wooden staff, he could thrust into the trunk of an ancient pine tree that was as hard as iron stone. If he had that large spear made by Zhou Lin in his hand at this moment, this move would be a pure killing technique, capable of piercing through anyone's heart.

  But even so, Wang Chan's move was earth-shattering, with a powerful momentum and a killing intent lurking everywhere.

  He wasn't afraid at all, Leiting's sword finger stabbed into his body, with his horizontal belt skill, a real knife and sword couldn't even cut through the skin, let alone a woman's fingers. However, this shot of his could absolutely exchange one sword for one gun, with a palm edge like a knife, breaking flesh and piercing bone, without any effort at all.

  With the horizontal strip protection, it is equivalent to having no worries, only this way can be fearless of life and death, and punch out a more powerful fist. This is Wang Chan's precious experience summarized from countless blood in the years of hard training in Daxinganling, killing fierce beasts such as bears and tigers.

  Wang Chan's arm stretched out straight, both front and back were level with his shoulder, facing Lei Ting who was closely following behind him. With this one move, the force of the wind had already become a whistling sound, instantly blowing Lei Ting's eyelids into a flurry, and even on the tip of her nose, she could still smell a strong bloody odor from Wang Chan's hand.

  Although he did not intend to kill, Wang Chan's slaughter was too much. As soon as he took action, it was a bloody storm all over the place, making people's scalps numb and feeling like they were fighting for their lives, leaving no room for retreat.

  This person must have blood on their hands.

  And it won't be just one or two...

  The bloody atmosphere is so strong, what kind of karma has he created, and yet in modern society there are still people like this, it's simply a challenge to the limits of human senses.

  As she was blown by the strong wind in front of her, Lei Ting suddenly woke up from her competitive thoughts and faced Wang Chan again. She clearly saw that Wang Chan's eyes had a blood-like color and an expression like a ferocious beast preying on humans.

  If he doesn't withdraw his attack, both sides will simultaneously strike each other. Since Wang Chan said he has practiced the thirteen Taibao horizontal training of hard qigong, it's definitely not just a little stronger than his own body. One move for one move, looking at Wang Chan's palms gathered together, shining with a cold light like steel, being pierced by such a palm like a knife in the chest, the consequence will certainly be pierced through front and back, he can't help but think of death.

  Lei Ting would never dare to joke about her own life. No matter how noble her birth or bright her future, a person's life is always just one thread.

  At once, he could only reluctantly let go, his body spinning around and jumping out to the side, quickly increasing the distance between himself and Wang Chan. Lifting his head again, he turned back to look, and saw that Wang Chan had already slowly withdrawn his move, walking towards him.

  "Lei's training is in Wudang internal fist and Jiugong Bagua sword, just now that wave of attack was like a stormy rain, unfortunately the furniture here is arranged, I couldn't dodge for a moment, could only break through, please forgive me, Lei, it was an unintentional mistake."

  "Also, I don't know if Director Lei is satisfied with me?" If not, I'll leave immediately and won't bother you all." Wang Chan saw that Leiting was willing to concede, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. This woman was a true master of internal martial arts, and if she hadn't conceded now, he would have been able to see more of her skills and understand just how powerful this so-called internal fist really was.

  For his deliberate sabotage of all the furniture in the living room, Wang Chan didn't feel a shred of guilt, but rather felt a little regret that the two of them couldn't have a good time together.

  "Fighting with a woman is trouble, especially one with a powerful background. If you're not careful, you'll get into trouble and bring unnecessary problems. If it were a man, he wouldn't be allowed to attack like that."

  Wang Zhen felt a bit stifled that he had been "beaten" from start to finish.

  However, although he was still a bit resentful, Wang Chan could face Lei Ting calmly the next moment. He kept telling himself in his heart: "I accepted Zhou Lin's invitation to protect Zhou Yahuan. If I were to hurt Lei Ting now, it would be more troublesome than dealing with Lei Xing. In that case, I can only go find Zhou Yahuan and bring her back to Hu Lin directly! However, Zhou Lin didn't want his daughter to know about this matter, which made me worried. Alas, fortunately, I only need to stay here for half a month at most, and there will be news from Zhou Lin's place soon. At that time, whether good or bad, there will naturally be a result for me. Anyway, Master Lin is currently in the provincial city. If all else fails, I can just follow the example of the ancients and kill him, which would also spare me from pretending to be polite with people every day and not being able to relax."

  "King Chan!!!! I'm going to die!!!!! I just went to the restroom for a few minutes, what happened here, it's like a disaster, it looks like a typhoon has passed through, did you do this!!!!!!"

  A loud roar suddenly came from behind Wang Chan, Lei Xing heard the commotion outside the bathroom and hastily pulled up his pants to come out. He saw that what was once a good living room had turned into this mess before his eyes. Thinking of Wang Chan's terror, he immediately determined that this was Wang Chan's doing. Suddenly, he let out a loud roar, so loud that even Wang Chan shrank his neck.

  "It's not just me, but also your sister's credit!" Wang Zhen said with a straight face and turned back to say a sentence, which made Lei Xing "huh" out of breath, covering his chest with his hand, almost fainting, pointing at Wang Zhen, unable to speak for half a day.

  "This is your Thirteen Taibao Quan skills? Your movements are even better than those who practice Hou Xing Quan. However, with just this set of moves, you've passed the test here! Lei Xing, you've finally done something good for once."

  Faced with the scene of devastation, Lei Ting's face didn't change color at all, unlike Lei Xing. It was unclear whether she simply didn't care about these things or if she was naturally a calm and collected person who could take things as they came.

  "Lei Xing, this has nothing to do with you, mind your own business!"

  "Cut, I thought you'd be willing to mind your own business. Anyway, it's all about personal matters between you two, and I'm also unnecessary here. The time is almost up, and there's a meeting at the bureau this morning, so I won't disturb you two anymore. I'll leave first." Suddenly, he thought of his sister who rarely smiled, but gave Wang Zhen a smile when they met for the first time. Lei Xing suddenly let out a strange laugh and winked at Wang Zhen, who was confused.

  As they spoke, he nodded in greeting, turned around and left, leaving Wang Chan and the two monks bewildered, unable to figure out what this guy was smiling about.

  "Now that I have gained General Lei's recognition, can I smoothly secure this career at Qing Niao? As the head coach, what do I need to do?"

  After hearing Leiting say a sentence, she stopped talking. Wang Chan had to speak up and ask her. He never dragged his words or actions, and when he asked questions, he was also straightforward.

  "Sorry, Mr. Wang, but it's still a bit too early to say this now. Although I, as the CEO of Qing Niao, have already acknowledged you, there are still 18 martial arts halls and dozens of coaches in Qing Niao who are all highly skilled individuals. Even if I directly appoint you, they won't accept it and will definitely interfere with your future work. I don't want to cause discord among the people of Qing Niao because of your arrival. So, if you want to become the head coach here, you'll have to rely on the oldest rules of the Jianghu. In a moment, I'll have someone notify all the coaches in the 36th floor's large classroom to gather. Whether or not they will accept you willingly is up to you, Mr. Wang."

  While speaking, Lei Ting didn't delay and directly walked to the side of the ground, picked up the phone, pressed a key, and said into the receiver: "Immediately notify all coaches in the martial arts hall to gather at the 36th floor's large classroom. I'll take the new head coach candidate down there soon. Also, call the construction team to come over and tidy up here according to the original design blueprint."

  Put down the phone, Leiting stretched out her hand to Wang Chan, gesturing for him to follow her, and didn't say much more. She took Wang Chan to the elevator, arrived at the 36th floor, walked through a corridor, pushed open a large door, and suddenly saw a vast and tidy space in front of her.

  "Wow, isn't it! It's really you, little uncle!"

  As the vast space appeared in front of Wang Chan, Wang Chan and Lei Ting also appeared in the eyes of several dozen male and female coaches wearing various Taoist robes in the classroom. Before Wang Chan could see clearly, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise in his ear, and a young girl with a snow-white Taoist robe and a ponytail rushed out from the crowd.

  It was just before that when Wang Chan and Lei Xing entered the elevator, the girl who came in, who was also Wang Chan's target this time, Zhou Lin's daughter, Zhou Yahuan.

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