Huangfu Ziyu watched the Netherworld Scholar with a faint smile and said, "Xia Jiuyou, have you forgotten that I learned these skills from the Xihang Shen Family? Daring to stand so close to , are you trying to test the invincible close-quarters Wing Chun?"
As Tie Yongwen once said, boxing is divided into Northern and Southern, and Southern Fist often prevails through technique. Among the technique-focused Southern Fist, Wing Chun is definitely a standout. Wing Chun's techniques are not complicated, but in close combat, the power of Wing Chun boxing is quite terrifying. In a fight against any boxing technique, Wing Chun can generally hold its own, and that's why it's known as the invincible boxing technique at close range!
In the Southern Six Provinces, there are many practitioners of Wing Chun, and the sects are nurous. However, the most authentic Wing Chun is still in the Xihang Shen Family. It's only natural that Huangfu Ziyu is good at it since she learned all her skills there.
The Netherworld Scholar desperately tried not to spit blood, staring intently at Huangfu Ziyu and said in a grave voice, "Why... why do you treat this way? I have no feud with you!"
Huangfu Ziyu strolled leisurely to the front of the Netherworld Scholar and chuckled lightly, saying, "No feud, you say? Does that an I can't hit you?"
This remark almost made the Netherworld Scholar spit out blood. He glared at Huangfu Ziyu with widened eyes and exclaid, "You... you... why are you so strange?"
"Am I strange?" Huangfu Ziyu shrugged her shoulders and said, "I think it's fine. You say there's no feud, but so many girls had no feud with you, yet didn't you harm them all the sa? If you can hurt others, why can't others hit you?"
The Netherworld Scholar furrowed his brows and stared at Huangfu Ziyu for a while before saying, "Are you dissatisfied with my past actions? If that's the case, I can swear to you that I shall never do such things again!"
"Xia Jiuyou, I think you're misunderstanding!" Huangfu Ziyu said, "What you did in the past has nothing to do with . You don't have to swear to because you're nothing in my eyes. You should feel lucky that I haven't killed you after talking so much. It's not that I don't want to kill you; it's just that you have more important things to do. The Shen Family's people will soon enter Shenchuan City, and you'll have to fight them. I can't take your life before that, can I?"
The Netherworld Scholar's expression turned icy as he replied sternly, "Huangfu Ziyu, how dare you speak to like this! Rember this, you will pay for these words."
"That's great!" Huangfu Ziyu laughed, "Once you from Sha n and the Shen Family have settled your grudge, I plan to personally kill you. Since you want to pay, rember to co find , so I won't have to chase you down!"
"Huangfu Ziyu, don't be too arrogant!" The Netherworld Scholar clenched his teeth fiercely and said angrily, "One day, I will make you kneel before and beg for rcy!"
"Hahaha…" Huangfu Ziyu laughed heartily and suddenly raised her hand, striking towards the Netherworld Scholar's chest.
Startled, the Netherworld Scholar hastily retreated to dodge. However, after he had taken two steps back, he realized that Huangfu Ziyu had only feigned a punch and had not actually struck. Instead, he had embarrassed himself by retreating several steps from fear.
"Hahaha…" Huangfu Ziyu's laughter beca even more flirtatious, her eyes filled with mockery as she watched the Netherworld Scholar.
Furious but injured and far from his peak condition, the Netherworld Scholar knew he was no match for Huangfu Ziyu. Gritting his teeth, he swallowed his pride, turned, and hobbled away.
"Hold on!" Huangfu Ziyu suddenly called out.
"What else do you want?" The Netherworld Scholar barked angrily.
"I haven't finished speaking," Huangfu Ziyu looked at the Netherworld Scholar and said, "I ca to you today simply to warn you. From now on, you'd better not co within half a step of Ye Qing. Otherwise, I will surely kill you ahead of ti!"
The Netherworld Scholar's expression grew colder, with both anger and jealousy in his heart. Looking fixedly at Huangfu Ziyu, he responded coldly, "Not to get near him? Huangfu Ziyu, do you think you can control ?"
"I can't control you, but…" Huangfu Ziyu's smile slowly turned into a cold sneer as she watched the Netherworld Scholar, uttering each word deliberately, "I can kill you!"
Clenching his teeth, the Netherworld Scholar glared at Huangfu Ziyu for a mont, did not speak, and left straight away.
Watching the Netherworld Scholar leave, Huangfu Ziyu then turned her gaze to Tian Sheng, where Ye Qing was, sighed wistfully, and returned to her car.
While Huangfu Ziyu intercepted the Netherworld Scholar, Mad Dog directly drove Ye Qing and the other two to the teahouse. Inside, Cui Yu and the others were sitting and discussing how to deal with the Shen Family. The Shen Family's people would enter Shenchuan City the next day. With the great battle imminent, everyone was feeling sowhat heavy-hearted.
Seeing Old Wang Ba and the Netherworld Taoist helping Ye Qing enter, everyone was surprised. Cui Yu hurriedly stood up to greet them, asking anxiously, "What happened? Who injured the Ye brothers?"
"Was it Shen Baichuan?" Cui Yulong asked gravely, his hand already resting on the wooden box beside him.
Cui Yulong had previously received a favor from Li Changqing, and now that Li Changqing was no more, he was prepared to repay that debt to Ye Qing. Therefore, whatever matter Ye Qing had, he would help. Seeing Ye Qing so wounded this ti, his first thought was of murder!
"No!" Netherworld Taoist waved his hand, saying, "It was that prick, Netherworld Scholar!"
"Netherworld Scholar?" The crowd was astonished, unable to understand how the Netherworld Scholar had gotten into a fight with Ye Qing.
"What happened?" Cui Yu asked anxiously.
Netherworld Taoist and Old Wang Ba both shrugged their shoulders, not knowing what had transpired either. Fortunately, Mad Dog was standing outside, and after calling him in for a detailed inquiry, they finally understood the situation.
"That beast Netherworld Scholar!" Cui Yu slamd a fist onto the table, fuming, "At a ti like this, he still has the mind to engage in affairs of dalliance. The Shen Family's people will arrive in Shenchuan City tomorrow, and he's ssing around over personal grudges. Does he even care about our Sha n's affairs at all?"
"If you ask , his coming here was only to cause trouble!" Ghost King Li Ruoyuan said, "Aren't you aware of what Netherworld Scholar's character is like? Ever since the Sect Leader disappeared, who can control him? Forget about you, Cui Panguan, even the Right Protector's orders have never been heeded by him."
As Ghost King Li Ruoyuan spoke, he was surreptitiously observing the Right Protector, wanting to see his reaction. Li Ruoyuan's words were clearly ant to incite discord, to get the Right Protector to take action against Netherworld Scholar.
"In my opinion, Netherworld Scholar's visit this ti was not to help us at all, but purely to create chaos," Demon Queen He Qinghua also took the opportunity to add insult to injury, "Just look at what he has done; has he taken our Sha n's affairs to heart at all?"
The others were equally incensed. The Right Protector frowning, fell silent for a while, then said, "Let's not get agitated over this matter, everyone. No matter what, with Netherworld Scholar present, the Seven Kills Formation can be activated. The Shen Family is about to enter Shenchuan City, and at this juncture, our Sha n must not engage in internal strife, or we will certainly tread the sa old path of defeat from ten years ago!"
Exchanging glances, they all rembered the events of ten years ago, each showing an angry expression. Considering that the Shen Family was about to enter Shenchuan City, they refrained from speaking further. As Right Protector Blood-Sealed Throat said, the overall situation was of paramount importance!
"Regardless, we at least need to find Netherworld Scholar first!" Ghost King Li Ruoyuan said, "If we let him continue to roam around out there, who knows what bigger problems he might cause."
"The Ghost King is right!" Cui Yu nodded, his voice grave, "Yu Long, take Ye Qing inside and apply so dicine to him. The rest of you, co with to find Netherworld Scholar!"
"If you want to go, you go yourself. I'm not going!" Demon Queen He Qinghua flatly refused.
"Old witch, why can't you move your feet whenever you see this young man?" Ghost King Li Ruoyuan mocked from the side, "With Cui Yulong watching over him, even if you stay at ho, can you take any advantage? In my opinion, you'd better co with us to find that person instead of losing face at ho!"
These words hit Demon Queen He Qinghua's sore spot, and she glared fiercely, retorting, "Old Ghost Li, what I choose to do is my business, is it your place to interfere? Shut your mouth and mind your own business first!"
"I have nothing to take care of," Ghost King Li Ruoyuan chuckled, "Anyway, I don't fancy that youngster. Old witch, I advise you to give up. Even if you could devour that young man, are you prepared to risk your life? Forget about others, the two Cui brothers would fight you to the death!"
"Ghost King, stop joking around," Cui Yu coughed lightly, then said, "Demon Queen, finding Netherworld Scholar is important. Please co with us!"
Seeing that even Cui Yu had spoken, He Qinghua had no choice but to reluctantly glance at Ye Qing and then leave with Cui Yu and the others.
Cui Yulong took Ye Qing into a room and found so dicine to apply to his wounds. Old Wang Ba also followed in, fumbled around for a while, and finally took out a tightly sealed small bottle.
"You're in luck, kid!" Old Wang Ba poured out a pill from the bottle, muttering, "This is my cherished Ziyu Chenxiang Pill that I've been keeping for years. It's ant for saving lives, and now it's going to benefit you!"
Was this small pill actually the healing holy dicine Ziyu Chenxiang Pill from the Xihang Shen Family?
As Old Wang Ba was speaking, he grimaced, and then attempted to stuff the Ziyu Chenxiang Pill into Ye Qing's mouth. However, halfway through, he withdrew his hand, scraping off one-third of the pill and putting it into Ye Qing's mouth. He then wrapped the remaining two-thirds carefully and put it back into the bottle.
"With a minor injury like yours, you don't need to consu that much. I'll keep the rest for myself, just in case," Old Wang Ba stored the small bottle away, the look on his face betraying his reluctance.
It's no wonder, as a single Ziyu Chenxiang Pill could fetch up to twenty million on the black market. How could he not feel the pinch?
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