Free Web NovelChapter 198: Chapter 175: Arrows to the Vitals
Tie Wuchang was feeling quite pleased with himself.
After eating and drinking his fill, he flipped the table without a moment’s hesitation and sent several waiters who rushed over flying.
This managed to quell some of the wicked fire burning in his heart.
Right now, all he wanted was to see that Xie San and twist her head off.
Upstairs, Yan Rui didn’t recognize Tie Wuchang and asked, "Who is this?"
Wang Shihao came to the window as well. At first, he didn’t recognize Tie Wuchang either.
After all, when he had first taken his post in the Huangpu Guard, he had only interacted with Tie Wuchang a handful of times before the man went into seclusion for his Cultivation.
And after so much time, it was inevitable that Tie Wuchang’s appearance would have changed somewhat.
But when Tie Wuchang spoke again, Wang Shihao finally recognized him and couldn’t help but gasp.
"It’s Tie Wuchang, the Gang Leader of the Beheading Gang. I can’t believe he’s come out of seclusion. Things are about to get lively."
"Oh? The Gang Leader of the Beheading Gang?"
On his way here, Yan Rui had analyzed all the major and minor powers in the Huangpu Guard, so he was familiar with the Beheading Gang.
"Yes. He was in seclusion for his Cultivation, hoping to break through the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pass and become a Grandmaster. But from the looks of it now, he must have failed," Wang Shihao said.
Yan Rui’s expression grew serious. "So he’s a Minor Fourth Realm expert?"
"Yes! Now Xie San and her people are in trouble," Wang Shihao said.
The words had barely left his lips when a large group of people was seen rushing over from outside.
Leading them was Wen Yunlong, with Lady Ninyun right behind him.
Lady Ninyun was now the Shopkeeper of Jufu Pavilion. When Tie Wuchang started making trouble, she sensed things were going south and immediately went to get help.
Wen Yunlong and the others happened to be nearby, so they rushed over at once.
"Where did this old bastard come from, daring to cause trouble in Flower Square?" Wen Yunlong raged when he saw the waiters who had been beaten until they were coughing up blood, and the utter mess on the floor.
Tie Wuchang didn’t even raise an eyelid. He said coldly, "Get Xie San over here, or I’ll tear this Jufu Pavilion to the ground!"
"You’re courting death!" Wen Yunlong could no longer restrain himself and immediately led his men in a charge.
But they went in fast and were thrown back even faster. A moment later, Wen Yunlong and his band of brothers were all sent flying.
"I told you, get Xie San over here. If anyone else overestimates themselves and challenges me, don’t blame me for getting rough!" Tie Wuchang said coolly. He then cracked his knuckles, producing a sound like a string of firecrackers.
Wen Yunlong’s face was a grim sight. He tried several times to swallow it back, but ultimately coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
But he stubbornly refused to fall, and instead let out a dark chuckle.
"Old bastard, if you’ve got the guts, kill me right now. Otherwise, this place will be your grave tonight."
Tie Wuchang hadn’t expected Wen Yunlong to be so defiant. He was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Good. You’ve got guts. In that case, I’ll grant your wish!"
With that, he leaped toward Wen Yunlong, his arm chopping down from above.
But just then, a massive figure roared and charged in, meeting his palm strike head-on.
THUD!
After a deafeningly dull impact that made one’s ears ring, a two-meter-tall, armored giant was sent back more than a dozen steps. He crushed the doorframe in his grasp, barely managing to halt his momentum.
As for Tie Wuchang, his shoulder had barely even twitched.
This earth-shattering blow didn’t just startle the people on the first floor; even Yan Rui was taken aback. His eyes shone with a peculiar light, especially after seeing the armored giant who looked like a divine warrior descending to the mortal world.
"What a fierce warrior! I doubt there are more than a handful of talents as rare as this in all of Great Yan!"
But the words had barely left his lips when another giant, identical in both height and appearance, also charged in.
Yan Rui was dumbfounded. He never imagined there would be two of these prodigies, born for the battlefield.
The newcomers were, of course, Niu Da and Niu Er.
After Wu Liangchen had mentioned it once, Third Brother Xie had actually commissioned custom-fitted suits of battle armor for the two of them.
Already naturally tough and sturdy, they were now like tigers that had grown wings. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Despite only having Second Realm Cultivation, when they joined forces, even a Third Realm Martial Artist would have to back down.
Now, the two flanked Tie Wuchang, one on the left and one on the right, and charged him once more.
Fists the size of clay pots whistled through the air, aimed straight at Tie Wuchang’s face.
But Tie Wuchang was not flustered in the slightest. Instead, he roared with laughter.
"Excellent!"
As he spoke, his palms shot out, catching both Niu Da’s and Niu Er’s fists simultaneously. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
Immediately, Tie Wuchang’s arms turned the color of black iron. His muscles strained, emitting a sound like taut steel cables.
A tremendous force erupted, sending Niu Da and Niu Er stumbling backward. Just as they were about to fall, a figure appeared behind them and steadied them.
It was a middle-aged woman, slender and with clear, bright eyes. She had an extraordinary air about her.
"Third Brother!" Wen Yunlong cried out through his pain.
As for Tie Wuchang, his eyes lit up, and he chuckled sinisterly. "Xie San. So you’ve finally decided to show yourself."
The newcomer was indeed Xie San, also known as Third Brother. She stared coldly at Tie Wuchang.
"Tie, I thought you’d been in seclusion for so long you’d already died in there!"
"Don’t worry, I’ll outlive you! Now, let’s talk. What are you going to do to account for what happened to my gang?" Tie Wuchang said icily.
"What kind of an account do you want?" Xie San asked coldly.
"Simple. Hand over Flower Square to compensate for my losses. Then, hand over that brat Wu Liangchen to appease the spirits of my gang’s dead and wounded."
Xie San laughed, but her smile was filled with fury.
"Tie Wuchang, I think your seclusion has made you stupid. Your men tried to seize my Flower Square, and we killed them for it. They brought it on themselves, and have no one to blame. And now you come running here, shamelessly demanding an explanation? It’s laughable."
Before she could finish, the crowd cried out in alarm. Like a colossal elephant, Tie Wuchang charged straight for Xie San.
The two brothers, Niu Da and Niu Er, immediately stepped forward to shield Xie San, engaging Tie Wuchang in battle.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
All that could be heard was the incredibly dull thud of fists and feet colliding. The impacts were so powerful they created concentric shockwaves that spread out rapidly, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.
In the private room upstairs, the old eunuch’s face was filled with panic. He urged in a low voice, "Your Highness, it’s dangerous here. With your noble status, it would be best to leave for now."
But Yan Rui remained completely unmoved. Instead, he stared intently at the unfolding battle, his expression grave.
As a prince, he knew better than anyone what a Minor Fourth Realm Martial Artist signified.
In truth, compared to the lofty Martial Arts Grandmasters, it was the Minor Fourth Realm Martial Artists who formed the true backbone of power, both in the imperial court and the martial world.
After all, that final pass was simply too difficult to overcome.
Tie Wuchang was a prime example.
He had wasted years of his life with fierce determination, yet still failed to take that final step.
But that didn’t mean Tie Wuchang wasn’t strong. Quite the opposite.
Because he had spent years honing his skills, his power had reached the very peak of his realm. In Yan Rui’s eyes, at least, he was significantly stronger than the other Minor Fourth Realm Martial Artists he had encountered in the Capital.
Yet, facing such a top-tier Martial Artist, Niu Da and Niu Er were actually able to trade blows with him. Even though they were being completely suppressed, that in itself was an extremely rare accomplishment.
Especially since, despite being knocked back by Tie Wuchang several times, they could still charge back in after barely catching their breath.
This was proof of their terrifying physical gifts.
But unfortunately, talent alone could not bridge such a massive gap in power.
And so, gradually, Niu Da and Niu Er were completely suppressed and fell into a disadvantage, with almost no ability to fight back.
Just then, Yan Feng also arrived with his men. But faced with such a high-level and ferocious battle, they could only stare helplessly from the sidelines, completely unable to intervene.
"Yan Feng, take Yunlong, Mengchan, and the others and get out of here, now," Xie San said suddenly, her expression grave.
"Third Brother, you..." Yan Feng became frantic. He knew what she was implying.
"Go now!" Before Yan Feng could finish, Xie San raised her sword and joined the fray.
"Hahaha! Excellent!" Tie Wuchang roared with laughter. He intensified his attack, blasting Niu Da and Niu Er back with two palm strikes, and then charged toward Xie San.
Xie San was actually quite powerful, but a previous serious injury had damaged her core energy, and she still hadn’t fully recovered even after a long period of convalescence.
So, after only a few exchanges, Xie San was at a disadvantage, toyed with by Tie Wuchang like a cat playing with a mouse.
Upstairs, Yan Rui shook his head slightly. ’No need to watch any further. This Xie San is sure to die. It’s a shame about those two big fellows, though.’
But just then, the situation changed abruptly.
A sharp whistling sound cut through the air as a streak of white light shot directly at Tie Wuchang.
Tie Wuchang, who had been about to deliver a palm strike, snorted coldly. He waved his hands and met the attack head-on.
BANG!
The small stone exploded, turning to a puff of fine dust.
With his power, Tie Wuchang naturally had no fear of a mere pebble. It didn’t even leave a white mark on his arm.
But he still glared into the distance, a murderous light in his eyes. "Who—"
He was about to ask who threw the hidden weapon when suddenly a dense barrage of white lights flew toward him.
"Motherf***er!" Tie Wuchang cursed, his palms waving like he was swatting flies as he knocked all the pebbles out of the air.
But just then, several feathered arrows silently appeared, aimed at his face, throat, abdomen, and other vital points.
Tie Wuchang, who had been acting nonchalantly as if this were all a game, finally got serious. He retreated sharply, slapping away the arrow aimed for his face with one palm while snatching the one at his throat with the other. He then twisted his body, dodging the remaining arrows aimed at his vitals.
Though he had neutralized the attack, a solemn expression now appeared on Tie Wuchang’s face.
The arrows had been too precise, too vicious. Even he had to use his full strength to deal with them.
"Who’s launching sneak attacks from the shadows? Do you have the guts to show yourself and fight me?" Tie Wuchang boomed.
The words had barely faded when a light chuckle echoed from a distance.
"Weren’t you just looking for me? What, have you forgotten so soon?"
