Volume 1: Wild Beasts, Changes Begin Chapter 6: First Killing (Part 1)
At daybreak, before the sun rose, Fengma Niu and the other three stepped into an ancient temple on the outskirts of Yueyang City.
The plaque of this temple has fallen into disrepair over the years, with the words on it blurred and no one knows what deity was originally enshrined in it. Inside stands a statue of a mighty-looking general with mottled colors.
In front of the statue was a wooden table that had been blackened by the incense of the past and was covered with a thick layer of dust. Under the wooden table were some objects whose original appearance could not be seen, and they were half-hidden in the dust and cobwebs.
There were a few tattered yellow curtains hanging from the beams, with some spiders crawling on them.
Although this place is desolate, there are still some signs of activities in the temple. Judging from the size of the footprints, it is estimated that some half-grown children sometimes play here.
After Fengma Niu stepped into the dilapidated temple, he imitated the calls of some birds and whistled a few times. Suddenly, there was a noise behind the statue, and a big yellow dog jumped out. It was unclear whether it was covered with dust or incense ash, which fell down as it ran.
Fengma Niu smiled a little, squatted down, touched the dog's head twice, patted his back and said, "Go."
The yellow dog seemed to understand what he said and ran out of the dilapidated temple happily.
Fang Yunhan followed Fengma Niu to the back of the statue, where there was a large overturned incense burner with most of the ashes still inside.
Feng Ma Niu started rummaging in the incense burner, and after searching for a while, he took out a sheepskin scroll tied with a thin linen rope.
"They could never have imagined that while I was fleeing westward, I had actually asked Ah Huang to bring this treasure to the ruined temple."
"We really didn't expect you to dare to let this treasure leave your body. What a pity!"
A shrill, piercing voice suddenly sounded, with undisguised joy in the words, "It's a pity that God bless us. We were just taking a break behind this dilapidated temple, but we just happened to run into it."
The back door of the dilapidated temple collapsed with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust. A not-so-tall figure walked into the dilapidated temple, stepping on the creaking door panel.
An old man in a yellow and white robe came in. He had a , a goatee, and wrinkles all over his face. But the hand that was stroking his beard was slender and smooth, with skin like that of a young lady.
When they took action yesterday, the gangsters were all wearing grey clothes and masks, but after Feng Ma Niu escaped, they dispersed and searched the city. If they were still wearing the same attire, it would be too conspicuous, so they all changed their clothes.
But the sound of his voice was recognizable enough to Fengma Niu's ears: "You are the one who released the poison and performed the Qi-dissolving technique that day."
"So it's you! Evil villain, die."
Noticing a black shadow suddenly leaping out from beside him, Feng Ma Niu quickly shouted, "Be careful he might use poison."
In fact, in order to deal with the top leaders of the Beggars' Sect yesterday, the old man in yellow had almost , so this time he had no poison to use to deal with Zhao Dapeng.
Facing Zhao Dapeng's powerful palm, the old man responded head-on. When his white palm touched Zhao Dapeng's dark and rough hand, Zhao Dapeng's face changed drastically. His face, which had flushed with anger, turned pale in an instant.
Zhao Dapeng had traveled a long way and finally arrived at the Junshan headquarters. When he saw the scene of the tragedy, he was filled with grief and anger. He went out of the city to find the elder who taught him the skills. After fighting with Fengma Niu, he expended his internal energy to heal his wounds. Now his skills are only about 30% of what they were at their peak. However, in a palm fight with the old man, all 30% of his strength was depleted.
The most advanced method of Hua Gong Da Fa is to turn the opponent's internal energy into nothing during the fight .
Feng Ma Niu and Fang Yunhan quickly attacked the old man in yellow from both sides.
The old man in yellow laughed shrilly, spread his hands and fought with Feng Ma Niu and Fang Yunhan respectively.
He thought that he had profound skills and was practicing the unique martial arts method of Hua Gong Dafa, so he did not take the injured and exhausted old man and the immature boy seriously.
Unexpectedly, after these hands slapped out, the counterattacks from both sides were extremely powerful, and the old man in yellow was almost knocked off the ground with both feet, sliding back nearly ten feet.
Zhao Dapeng's pale face shook, and he fell to the ground. Fang Yunhan looked back at him, and Fengma Niu had already taken advantage of the victory and attacked the old man in yellow.
The old man in yellow realized that the other party was not as weak as he thought, and suddenly let out a long howl that could be heard several miles away.
As soon as the voice was uttered, there was a gentle response.
"Hua Dongmei, you found the old guy."
"Shao Lianzhu, why are you calling me by my real name?" the old man in yellow shouted angrily, and started fighting with Fengma Niu again.
"Hahahaha, they're all going to die anyway, what are you afraid of?" The window of the dilapidated temple suddenly shattered, and a scholar jumped in. He glanced around and said, "Hey, why are there an extra rough guy and a young guy?"
Shao Lianzhu looked Fang Yunhan up and down, clapped his hands and smiled, "Okay, okay, I like to kill the young ones first. The old bones are thin and not as tough as the young ones."
The scholar was joking, but he slapped Fang Yunhan on the forehead.
Generally speaking, if the speed of a person's hand swinging can reach fifteen meters per second, then it is possible that it will exceed the dynamic vision of ordinary people, causing the person being hit to be hit before he even sees the other person's hand.
The scholar's hand-shaking movement seemed soft, but the speed of his palm definitely exceeded this standard. In the eyes of Zhao Dapeng, whose internal energy was exhausted at this time, he could only see his shoulder moving and his arm disappearing.
But in the eyes of Fang Yunhan, whose whole body was filled with vigorous enthusiasm, the movement of this palm was clear, and every detail was displayed in his eyes without reservation. Even the situation where the scholar's middle finger nail cut a piece of dust in the air was captured.
Fang Yunhan pushed his left foot forward, the sole of his shoe cutting a hot straight line on the floor tiles, and rushed into the center, hitting the scholar in the chest with his elbow.
Don't fight back, just attack!
Shao Lianzhu was knocked five or six steps away with a "bang", blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He slowly removed his trembling left hand from his chest, the back of his hand having been dented and deformed.
That was the critical moment just now. He put his left hand on his chest to block the elbow. Otherwise, it would not be his left hand bones that would be broken, but his ribs and even his heart.
"You!" Shao Lianzhu stared at Fang Yunhan, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, his face full of disbelief, "Who are you?"
Fang Yunhan said nothing, he pushed his feet to cross the six steps, raised his fist high, and chopped down.
Shao Lianzhu was a veteran after all. Even though his left hand was in severe pain and his chest was stuffy, he actually made the most correct response. He pulled his hips back and straightened his waist and back. He was like the back of a longbow and avoided the path of Fang Yunhan's fist by a hair's breadth.
Fang Yunhan's punch hit the ground, and because he used too much force, he fell to the ground.
"Good opportunity!" Shao Lianzhu's eyes flashed coldly, and he used all his strength, and swiftly and silently slapped Fang Yunhan's head with his intact right palm.
Fang Yunhan did not dodge or retreat, but suddenly jumped upwards at this moment, as if he was going to stand up suddenly from a squatting position. The change in body height caused Shao Lianzhu's palm to hit only Fang Yunhan's left shoulder, while Fang Yunhan's head hit Shao Lianzhu's chin heavily.
Click!
Shao Lianzhu seemed to hear the sound of his jaw bones shattering. The intense dizziness and severe pain made his eyes exceptionally bright at that moment. He clearly saw the young man opposite him punching straight into the blind spot under his head.
Then, Shao Lianzhu’s vision began to spin.
