Vol 2 Chapter 57 (1/2)

Chapter 57

Book 2 - Fame Spreads

Chapter 57 - Grievous News

In a small town, there was usually only a single group in the best inn. They lived free and unrestrained, and the courtyard that the rich resided in was further and also the only one.

When two rich families encountered each other in such a place and neither was willing to back down, some struggle was to be ensued.

This moment, on the roadside before the inn, two bare-handed individuals were amidst a fierce confrontation. One among the two was naturally Yuan family’s sponger Zhong Puyan- a cultivator of the eighth layer. With his cultivation, he could receive a fine treatment in any influential family whatsoever. However, because of receiving great kindness from Yuan family in childhood, he willingly served Yuan family. Even in the current escort squadron, he was the expert with the most brilliant cultivation base.

The other individual was a middle-aged man in a skin tight outfit. He had exceptionally slim and narrow shoulders, long arms, long legs, and two long, chunk-like arms that dangled outside the sleeves.

However, his Internal Energy had also surprisingly attained eighth layer. Moreover, this person’s actions were vicious. His two long arms were like spider legs, every time they streaked in the air, a burst of strange air-cleaving sound whizzed through the air, seeming as if his arms were his weapon.

Zhong Puyan was evidently quite apprehensive about the middle-aged man’s arms. However, when he acted, his movements seemed light as a feather without any strength and was able to evade every time at the crucial moment.

Although both sides had begun, they seemed quite restrained and hadn’t truly gone for the kill.

Both of them could see that the opponent certainly had some origins. Under such circ.u.mstances, n.o.body was a fool that would kill his opponent without fearing the consequences.

To pull out a blade and kill somebody on the road due to a small verbal spat was not a feat that any cultivator could do.

Perhaps the horse bandits who acted willfully could do it, perhaps a Xiantian cultivator like He Yiming could do it, but absolutely not such people who had their limits and didn’t have enough strength to be placed above the law.

At the side, Yuan Lixuan and other individual exchanged a glance. Their faces looked quite unsightly, as if they didn’t truly wish to see a conflict break out but since swords had already been unsheathed at this moment, taking them back would be difficult.

Although Yuan Lixuan’s Internal Energy was merely at the fourth layer, standing by his side were at least five experts of the seventh layer. Furthermore, the stream of continuously walking out men from the inn with vicious expressions and weapons in their hands were giving an enormous pressure to the other side.

The atmosphere gradually started to tense.

As the men standing behind Yuan Lixuan kept increasing, the few opposing individuals evidently became somewhat uneasy. Especially the middle-aged man who was fighting against Zhong Puyan. His actions were finally beginning to become fierce.

If fact, anybody who saw the number of opponents gradually increasing would involuntarily think of dealing with the opponent at hand first and leave the rest for after the event.

Moreover, based on his recent inspection, he’d determined that Zhong Puyan was the only eighth layer expert among these people. As long as he could take care of him first, the remaining people could be easily dealt with.

At the very least, even if they couldn’t win, they would be able to escape with ease.

Sometimes, the effect of an expert’s control factor far exceeded that of a big group made of low level cultivators.

As the middle-aged man started to turn serious, Zhong Puyan immediately felt an enormous pressur

e.

The middle-aged man was clearly using rarely seen metal type techniques, at least half of which focused on his arms that were far longer compared to ordinary people. His waving arms seemed like a big sword streaking across. Furthermore, the edges of his palm indistinctly glowed with a golden light. This was evidently a special kind of metal type technique, which had been further cultivated to a certain degree.

Currently, under the fanatic charge of that man, his palms were getting more and more closer to the golden light. The intensity of the palm strikes was increasing every moment. Merely the fierce wind-cleaving sounds could frighten somebody.

Yuan Lixuan and the others all had anxious faces and were unwittingly moving closer to the fight.

Upon seeing such a might from an opponent, n.o.body would dare lower their guards. They all had decided that if the situation didn’t look good, they would all immediately jump in.

As fierce as the middle-aged man was, in the end, he was merely one eighth layer cultivator. If more than a hundred people jumped him at the same time, he could only escape for his life.

However, at this moment, a calm voice came from behind, “All come back, and watch.”

As this voice sounded, the anxiety from Yuan Lixuan and other’s faces immediately dissipated. Everybody let out a sigh a relief and retreated a few steps, opening up a distance from the battle.

Because they all knew that this voice belonged to He Yiming.

Although He Yiming’s age was only sixteen, he was the Xiantian expert of legends. During recent times, these spongers and attendants of Yuan family had heard of He Yiming’s deeds countless times.

In their minds, He Yiming had almost turned into a legend.

Since he was spectating the battle from the sidelines, what did they still need to fear?

Although these people retreated back, the middle-aged man battling Zhong Puyan and the few people on the other side suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

A moment ago, even though so many people circled in seeming quite terrifying, even if they couldn’t beat the latter, they felt certain that they would at least be able to escape.

However, the voice that came from inside caused these people to obediently back down, and even more terrifyingly, the faces of these people didn’t have a trace of resentment. Instead every one of them actually showed a bit of antic.i.p.ation and excitement in their eyes.

These all were experienced people. They immediately knew the ident.i.ty of the speaker.

The speaker was an extraordinary character who could suppress these hundred bulky men and had gained their full approval.

As of now, they felt terror. If they were to provoke this mysterious character, they would probably not have a good outcome.

Their leader was even more regretful, denouncing himself on why he had to fight over this courtyard. If he’d known earlier that these people would turn out to be so much trouble, he would have agreed to live in the upper rooms, or simply leave.

Upon hearing He Yiming’s voice, Zhong Puyan’s spirits suddenly rose. He let out a soft shout, and his palm technique began to turn softer and gentler.

The technique he used was that of water type. Although this technique was probably not top cla.s.s, it was not too lacking either.

His two hands unceasingly drew strange circles. After the completion of every circle, a vortex grew immediately at the center of the circle, rebounding the middle-aged man’s two arms.

Although he’d yet to meet the middle-aged man head-on from the beginning of the fight and he seemed to be somewhat disadvantaged from the looks of the zfight, he was just like gum; once stuck, it wouldn’t be possible to take it off easily.

After the battle had continued for a few more minutes, a light shout sounded from the other side, “Li Fuzhou, no need to drag it out anymore. Settle it quickly.”

That middle-aged man’s brows faintly creased, but he still sounded his agreement.

Zhong Puyan felt furious inwardly, ‘We both are eighth layer cultivators. Even though your cultivation base is somewhat higher than mine, if you want to take care of me quickly, I’m afraid it won’t be that easy.’

However, as he was feeling furious, the middle-aged man suddenly retracted his arms back and retreated a few steps back.

He’d been occupying an advantage. Thus, if he wished to retreat, he could easily retreat. There was no issue.

Zhong Puyan started. He felt skeptical inwardly, being unable to decide whether he should immediately follow up with a counterattack or not.

However, during the instant he hesitated, Li Fuzhou had already raised his arms. The two exceptionally long arms joined together in a strange manner, and the two hands evenly stretched out. The two palms were also a lot bigger compared to that of ordinary people.

At this moment, his ten fingers were intertwined, surprisingly taking shape of a bizarre hand seal, which seemed as if ten fingers combined together in the form of a dragon. The two big thumbs were protruding out from in between the fingers, exposing two long, white fingernails.

For some reason, as Zhong Puyan looked at this hand seal, his face involuntarily changed somewhat. This seal actually contained a strength that he was simply incapable of comprehending. Moreover, it was exceptionally dangerous, making him feel as if he’d been closely stared by a viper.

At this moment, inside a dark corner of the inn, He Yiming suddenly cried out in surprise, “Eh, do I know these people?”

He Quanxin and He Yitian faintly started, inwardly having the same thought, “Could He Yiming have met these people last time he’d ventured outside?”

He Yiming’s eyes swept through their bodies. Faintly smiling, he said, “Eldest uncle, eldest brother, look at their clothes.”

He Quanxin and He Yitian were astonished. They carefully observed. Their clothes seemed to be somewhat familiar, only the two were unable to recall at the moment.

He Yiming softly said, “Eldest brother, the day of your marriage ceremony.”

He Yitian’s two eyes eventually brightened, “I remember. They are members of Jadeting’s Lin family. This attire is the special outfit of Lin family’s attendants without a doubt.”

He Quanxin faintly nodded. In order to invite He Yiming, Lin Taoli once made a personal visit to He manor. Though, he’d come in high spirits, ultimately he returned with disappointment.