Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses-Chapter 575 - 552: There Is Always Someone Stronger
The young man’s expression remained unchanged.
A dry, dark blue hand reached forward as if reaching for the moon, catching the silvery light directly in its grasp.
Abruptly, he flung it outwards, sending the silvery light flying at an even faster speed.
A muffled groan was heard, evidently someone outside the tea house had suffered.
’Thud, thud, thud!’
Seven or eight dark shadows followed and burst into the tea house.
Their attire was quite different from the rest of the people present.
They all wore tight little braids, earrings on their ears, and some had nose rings on their noses.
Clad in high-collared fur robes and black caps, they were clearly not dressed like people from the Central Plains.
One of them, clutching a bleeding wound on his right arm, glared angrily at the young man with a blue face.
"Blue Jade Hand Ma Shaoqi, Smiling Tiger Niu Dainan, insulting the Master of Wanma Country’s residence in broad daylight, such a heinous crime!
Now, bind your hands and obediently come with me to confess your crimes, perhaps the lord of the residence may show mercy and spare your lives!"
A short and strong man with foreign features coldly stated.
Upon hearing the identities of the two individuals revealed by the strong man, others couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.
"So it’s the expert in horizontal martial arts, Blue Jade Hand. No wonder his hands look dark blue yet remain unharmed by weapons."
"Smiling Tiger Niu Dainan is quite the fellow, he slaughtered the entire family of the man who put a green hat on him..."
Confronted by the foreign-dressed men, the portly man and the blue-faced fellow’s expressions remained unchanged.
Niu Dainan, the portly man, even chuckled and asked: "Brother Ma, they say I insulted the Master’s residence, but how did I do that?"
"You simply repeated what they did.
But to them, that’s an insult." Blue-faced man Ma Shaoqi coldly replied.
"Courting death!"
At these words, the foreign men’s eyes gleamed murderously, and swords and knives were swung viciously towards Niu Dainan and Ma Shaoqi!
"Wow!"
As the blades were about to claim Niu Dainan and Ma Shaoqi’s lives.
The faces of those present changed, and a child was so frightened that he began to cry.
"Cheap trick!"
Smiling Tiger Niu Dainan made his move; though short and stout, his fingers flickered like phantoms, darting rapidly forward.
Continuous sounds of ’pop pop pop’ were heard, as those charging foreign men screamed and were abruptly flung backwards at an even faster speed.
"No wonder he’s called Smiling Tiger, it’s said he trained under the top expert ’Phantom Finger’ Shang Wenming, and his finger technique is truly masterful," someone murmured in awe.
"Blue Jade Hand and Smiling Tiger, each is a well-known figure in the martial world, not ones these ordinary foreign men can match!" another person sneered quietly.
Soon after, the sound of ’thud, thud, thud’ echoed again, and a huge figure stepped inside, changing everyone’s expressions.
This man was nearly ten feet tall, six feet wide, bald with no hair, wore two nose rings, and his eyes were fierce.
His bare arms and half of his body were covered in black hair, his muscles menacing, his presence oppressive like a human bear.
Even without taking any action, it was clear to anyone that he was not to be trifled with.
"Are there martial artists from the Central Plains? Let me, Zhaxi, have a taste." The foreign hulk, wearing nose rings, sneered.
"Who are you, from the Master’s residence?" Seeing this hulk, Niu Dainan and Ma Shaoqi’s expressions grew serious.
"I am but a lowly servant, not qualified to claim association with the Master’s residence," sneered the foreign hulk, "However, dealing with you so-called Central Plains experts should not be a problem."
He raised his hand, revealing two dark-brown brass knuckles gleaming with metallic light.
"Survive three moves from me, and I’ll spare your lives!"
With that, he threw a punch viciously towards the two!
’Whoosh!’
A sharp sound tore through the air, Niu Dainan and Ma Shaoqi’s faces changed, and they hurriedly dodged to the sides.
’Bang!’
The bear-like foreign hulk’s punch shattered the five to six inches thick redwood table into splinters.
"Take this!"
At this time, blue-faced Ma Shaoqi charged forward, his dark blue hands lunging straight towards the foreign hulk’s chest.
’Clap!’
Blue Jade Hand’s ability to crush gold and stone was met with the hulk’s grasp, unable to advance an inch.
Then, with a sinister grin, he twisted forcefully, a clear sound of bones cracking was heard by all.
"Ah!"
Ma Shaoqi screamed, his arm twisted into a knot, his face contorted in pain.
"Scram!"
Niu Dainan then charged forward flexibly, his fingers stabbing towards the foreign hulk’s face, trying to force him back to rescue his companion.
But the hulk neither retreated nor flinched, closing his eyes and fiercely ramming forward!
’Bang!’
Niu Dainan couldn’t change his move in time, his chest hit by the hulk’s head, smashing against the tea house’s wall, and slid down like a puddle, vomiting a mouthful of blood.
In merely three moves, two celebrated martial artists were defeated by an unknown hulk, without resistance.
"Central Plains Martial Arts, not worth mentioning," the hulk declared coldly, "I’m just a servant, and even you can’t deal with me, yet you dare criticize the nobles of the Master’s residence?"
At these words, everyone present fell silent.
If the hulk’s claim is true, that he’s merely a servant,
The terror of Wanma Country’s might would be unprecedented, could the martial world of the Central Plains withstand it?
"To speak ill of the Master’s residence, die!"
The foreign hulk reached out once more, aiming for Ma Shaoqi’s neck.
Feeling the fierce wind, Ma Shaoqi’s eyes displayed despair and unwillingness, yet he lacked the strength to evade.
’Whiz, whiz!’
Just then, two slender black shadows flew from a corner of the tea house, causing the foreign hulk to instinctively shield his chest.
’Pop, pop!’ Sounds were heard as the black shadows shattered, forcing the hulk back two steps.
The crowd saw that the black streaks were actually chopsticks!
They turned towards the direction the chopsticks came from, where two people sat with conical hats and straw raincoats, their gender and appearance indistinguishable.
"Who are you?" The foreign hulk’s eyes glinted fiercely as he coldly glared at the pair, "Dare to interfere with the Master’s residence’s affairs, do you not know the word ’death’?"
"You, a mere servant, can represent the Master’s residence? Dare to mock the Central Plains as lacking.
Very well, today I shall teach you a lesson, show you the vastness of the world, the breadth of the mountains."
One of the conical hat individuals stood, his voice youthful, evidently a young man in his twenties.
He grabbed a sword, swaggering towards the foreign hulk.
"If you can force my sword out of its sheath, I’ll spare you a dog’s life today."
"Courting death!"
The foreign hulk was enraged, his eyes murderous, lunging at the conical hat man like a bear.
The brass-knuckled hands as sharp as bear claws, a huge shadow advancing, bringing a gust of wind.
Faced with the foreign hulk’s full force attack, the conical hat man lifted the sword in sheath, seemingly casually thrusting forward.
The thrust precisely struck the weakest point of the hulk’s attack.
The hulk’s face changed, attempting to dodge, but his speed was too great, and the other’s sword had preemptively anticipated his direction, thus he was struck directly.
His massive frame suddenly stiffened, then he retreated repeatedly, each step leaving obvious marks on the stone floor.
’Puh!’
Finally, he spat a mouthful of blood, his aura visibly declining.
Just one move, the nameless expert who defeated Blue Jade Hand and Smiling Tiger was crushed under the conical hat man’s sheathed sword!
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