Volume 1 Chushan Bandits Chapter 46: The Dandy Young Man's Courage
There were dozens of young men in the martial arts arena, who were practicing boxing, kicking, spears and sticks under the guidance of two instructors. When they saw Xu Huai coming, most of them stopped.
It is said that all the Xu clan descendants from various villages can attend the clan school and study literature or martial arts, or even both. All the expenses incurred in the clan school are paid from the clan property.
In fact, the children of the lower branch of the Xu family were only allowed to hang out for three or four years when they were young. When they were twelve or thirteen years old and could be considered half a strong laborer, most of them would go to the fields to work or find ways to become apprentices.
Those who could really persist in the clan school until the age of fifteen or sixteen, or even eighteen or nineteen, were mainly a few children from the upper and lower branches of the Xu family who came from relatively well-off families.
Walking into the martial arts arena, Xu Huai thought about how his mother raised him with great difficulty after his father died. He was so clumsy that he had not learned anything by the age of fourteen, but his mother still insisted on letting him stay in the clan school. It must have been really not easy.
Of course, his family only had a few acres of thin land, and it was unknown how much aid Xu Wuliang, Xu Wukun and others gave to his family so that he was not malnourished.
"You idiot, what are you doing here?"
Three young men came from a corner of the martial arts arena and blocked Xu Huai's way.
The leader was Xu Wufu's youngest son Xu Chen, who was also very tall and strong. He was not good at learning literature and usually liked to play with guns and sticks. Even though he was the same age as Xu Xin'an, he was not in a hurry to follow his father Xu Wufu and elder brother Xu Heng to the city of Biyang to learn how to do things. He stayed in Lutai Village and liked to hang out in Huolu Hall whenever he had nothing to do. He was the number one dandy of the Xu family.
Because Xu Chen was a young master with great strength, strong skills with spears and sticks, and generous in his attacks, he was naturally the leader among the young men in Huolu Terrace.
Xu Chen came over with two followers, and the other teenagers soon stood beside him spontaneously. More than a dozen teenagers who had different personalities from Xu Chen and were too proud to follow him also stood far away and watched the fun.
Xu Huai looked at the forty or fifty people in front of him, then looked at his sides and behind him, and there was no one there. He thought that this scene really made people deeply understand what it meant to be "outnumbered and weak"!
"I'm looking for Xu Wuqi..." Xu Huai said in a muffled voice, with his arms crossed over his chest.
"What are you doing here?"
When Xu Huai entered the martial arts arena, Xu Wukun saw him. At this time, he walked out of the thatched cottage at the back and shouted at all the young men to disperse.
"This idiot came to see Uncle Wuqi, it has nothing to do with you." Xu Chen glanced at Xu Wukun and said in a cold voice.
Xu Wuqi was Xu Wufuyi's right-hand man and a ruthless person. Xu Chen was afraid of him, but he did not take Xu Wukun, whose status and reputation were lower than Xu Wuqi's, seriously.
Seeing Xu Chen's attitude, several young men immediately blocked Xu Wukun's way, preventing him from approaching Xu Chen and Xu Huai.
In the martial arts arena, the children of the upper and lower branches of Xu are equal, but the status of the children of the upper branch of Xu is too prominent. Many children of the lower branch of Xu stay in the clan school after the age of twelve or thirteen, and most of them serve as their followers.
Xu Huai kicked Xu Zhongyu and Xu Heng, and although he drove Tang Tiande away, the Xu children from the upper room knew about this and did not thank him in their hearts. Instead, they were filled with indignation and blamed him for bringing shame to the Xu children from the upper room.
Xu Huai refused to fall into the trap, so the lads from the upper room all planned to go and deal with him.
Xu Wukun defended , and everyone knew it. Now with Xu Chen's look, who would give him face in the martial arts arena? The other two instructors walked away quietly, not wanting to make themselves look bad.
"Xu Huai, go back to the South Camp and don't act so recklessly here!" Xu Wukun didn't see Xu Wuliang hiding behind the elm tree outside the yard. He was afraid that Xu Huai would be stubborn and suffer a great loss, so he shouted and drove him back to the South Camp.
The few people standing in front of Xu Wukun were all seventeen or eighteen-year-old clan members, and they were all quite skilled. Xu Wukun could not use weapons to attack them. Even two fists could not withstand four palms. Now he only hoped that Xu Huai could understand what he said and not suffer a loss.
"I'm here to get the longbow back from Xu Wuqi! You can't steal a good bow from me. I borrowed it from Uncle Wu Liang." Xu Huai glanced at the situation on both sides of the martial arts field. His eyes were fixed, as if he was about to rush forward.
"You go back first. I'll ask Xu Wuqi for the bow for you. I was going to find you in the evening." Xu Wukun shouted.
"Why are you leaving when you haven't even gotten the things yet?" Xu Chen rolled up his sleeves and said coldly, "Yesterday in the South Village, you kicked Uncle Zhong Yu. If I don't use the clan law to punish you today, you, a fool, probably don't know what the word 'fear' means."
"Xu Chen, it's not your turn to abuse the clan law. Be careful or the clan law will punish you." Xu Wukun shouted.
"Xu Xin, your grandfather was kicked by this idiot. If you take action to deal with him, you won't be afraid of people complaining anymore!" Xu Chen said to Xu Xin, who was gritting his teeth at Xu Zhongyu's grandson.
Xu Huai was stubborn that day, holding a longbow and a sharp sword. Others were afraid that he would not know how to control his strength and did not dare to approach him easily. But today, Xu Huai walked into the martial arts field empty-handed, and none of the young men in the yard were afraid of him anymore.
Everyone knew that Xu Huai was strong but clumsy. As long as they avoided a head-on fight with him, at least 30% of the young men present were confident that they could outwit Xu Huai.
Xu Xin did not personally see his grandfather being kicked down by Xu Huai, but Xu Zhongyu fell ill after returning home yesterday afternoon. Everyone in his house, young and old, was gritting their teeth, and it was Xu Wufu who sent someone to comfort them, saying that at this critical moment, Xu Wujiang and others were both missing, and the Xu family should not create any more troubles - but what Xu Wufu sent someone to say made them even angrier.
Xu Zhongyu's nephews and nephews might be able to tolerate it, but Xu Xin was only a teenager of sixteen or seventeen years old. He and Xu Chen were at the stage of being domineering and wanting to destroy anyone who disobeyed them. Seeing that Xu Huai dared to run to Huolu Hall, how could they let him go?
Xu Xin was not the most outstanding disciple of Xu's generation, and his skills were not as good as Xu Xin'an, Xu Chen and others, but he was also good at the Fu Mang Fist. With a tiger step, he leaped lightly, concentrated all his strength on his right fist, and struck Xu Huaizhong.
However, Xu Xin was not tall, and his heavy chopping punch required a top-down strike. He could not directly attack Xu Huai's face, throat and other vital parts, so his punch landed on Xu Huai's chest.
Xu Huai took a step back, secretly feeling that Xu Xin's punch had a force of 200 kilograms, which was already a lot, but it was still not enough for him.
"Why are you fighting this idiot head-on? Hit him in the waist from the side!" Xu Chen stood there with his arms folded, not forgetting to instruct Xu Xin.
In Xu Chen's opinion, Xu Huai was tall and strong, with thick skin and flesh, and his tendons and bones were stronger than all the other teenagers. If he fought Xu Huai head-on, he would also be at a disadvantage, but Xu Huai was clumsy. If he wanted to knock him down, he could move around and attack his waist, armpits and other vital points on the side, and could easily take down this idiot; then he could show off his power and tie this idiot to the ancestral hall to deal with him.
Xu Xin's move was also to test Xu Huai, and he pushed Xu Huai back a step. Seeing that Xu Huai was thick-skinned and even reached out to grab him, he suddenly leaped back as lightly as an antelope.
After Xu Xin escaped from Xu Huai's attack range, he curled up his hands like a python's head, moved to the side, and attacked Xu Huai's waist and armpits with jabs transformed from long stabs of spear.
Xu Huai was hit several times by Xu Xin from the front, but couldn't hurt his skin. However, he didn't dare to expose his waist and armpits to Xu Xin's heavy blows.
He did not confront Xu Xin head-on at the moment, but turned around and ran towards the old elm tree in the corner of the martial arts field.
No matter how stupid a person is, he can't be surrounded and beaten, right?
Xu Huai turned and ran. Xu Xin's light jab could not hit his armpit, so he used his heavy chop to hit Xu Huai's back of the head.
Xu Huai turned around and attacked Xu Xin with a punch.
Fists collided with each other, and there was a crackling sound, which made people nearby feel scared. Xu Huai retracted his fists and stood still without any harm, while Xu Xin was knocked back three or four steps before he stopped. His right hand hung down with blood dripping. I don't know if the punches from the two men broke his finger bones.
"This idiot is all about brute force, why are you fighting him?"
Xu Chen saw Xu Xin and Xu Huai exchanging punches, and Xu Xin couldn't lift his arms for a long time, while Xu Huai acted as if nothing had happened. He was angry that Xu Xin was too stupid and couldn't even handle a fool after so long.
Xu Xin had no words to complain about, and just wanted to ask Xu Chen to try this rough fellow's fist, which was as hard as steel. In the past people said that Xu Huai was thick-skinned and tough, but who would have thought that his fist was so hard, as hard as his mother's Qinggang rock.
Xu Chen ignored Xu Xin and called to the people around him, "Bring sticks. This beast kicked our fifth uncle with his feet. We will break his legs to enforce the clan law!"
Some people wanted to show off in front of the young master. As soon as Xu Chen finished speaking, two people ran to the weapon rack on the scene, took out the black lacquered long sticks, and used the Fu Mang Spear to stab Xu Huai from the left and right.
Xu Huai moved aside a long stick, and with quick eyes and hands, he turned his elbow and caught the long stick on the right side with the outside of his right arm, then wrapped around the head of the stick and pulled and thrust it violently.
The young man was not as strong as Xu Huai, and the two forces were thrusting in the opposite direction. Not only could he not hold the end of the stick, he also had to watch helplessly as the end of the stick kept stabbing towards his chest.
The next moment, the young man felt as if his chest was pierced by the blunt end of the stick. He took three steps back and sat down on the ground. He was stunned to see that the long stick was still in Xu Huai's hand. He turned sideways and pulled it back to the left.
The long stick was so powerful that it left a residual shadow.
The young man on the left raised his stick and swung it upwards, trying to block the long stick that Xu Huai had taken, and then attacked the opened door in front of Xu Huai and knocked him to the ground.
The young man on the left had a good idea, but when the upper parts of the two sticks collided, the stick held by Xu Huai was not blocked. The tip of the stick trembled slightly like water waves, and pecked the young man's shoulder with an unimaginably tiny degree of sensitivity.
He almost thought it was an illusion, but his robe was torn into pieces, leaving a bloody hole. The young man was in so much pain that he could not hold the long stick anymore. He had to drop the stick and jump back, fearing that Xu Huai would take the opportunity to hit him on the head and face.
The young men either did not see this scene clearly or thought they were dazzled. How could the head of the stick shake like a snake's neck?
Xu Wukun was so excited that his heart seemed to jump out of his throat.
The elastic force of the Fumang Spear!
This is the real Fu Mang Spear, and only a few people in the entire Xu family can master it.
Xu Huai actually grasped the essence of it, and during the counterattack he hit the opponent's shoulder with perfect precision, making him lose the strength to fight again.
Xu Wukun was so excited that tears were about to burst out.
This proves that the three arrows Xu Huai shot in rapid succession yesterday were not caused by old age.
Xu Huai had no time to pay attention to Xu Wukun's expression at this moment. He fought off the two men, but that only made the many young men behind Xu Chen more excited. If he was not careful, so many of them would rush over and he would have to flee even if he had to eat shit.
Xu Huai stared at Xu Chen fiercely, picked up the long stick that had fallen from his feet, kicked it towards Xu Chen, and said, "You want to break my legs? Looks like you have to do it yourself!"
