MTL - In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?-Chapter 80 Fight from Dongcheng to Xicheng! (Seeking for further reading)

Chapter 80 Fight from the East City to the West City! (Seeking for further reading)

 East City.

 As winter passes and spring comes, all businesses prosper.

The snow has disappeared from the streets, and pedestrians are weaving through the streets and alleys.

 The snacks and cakes along the street made children stop and cry.

The scholars from the county academy waved their folding fans and walked into the beckoning alley and the jade-stealing buildings in various groups... After a while, there was a vague sound of swallows and warblers.

In conjunction with the clanging sound of iron in the nearby forge, a faint ensemble is formed, which can be said to be a combination of hardness and softness, with ups and downs.

 All things grow and are naturally harmonious.

 Until the continuous screams came from the distance, the peaceful daily life was torn apart.

 At first it seems to be lingering in the horizon, but if you listen closely, you will find that the screams are getting closer...

 The people in the street raised their heads and looked around for the source of the sound.

 Soon, it becomes clearer and clearer.

 “It came from the alley to the north!”

One person pointed to a deserted alley leading to Beicheng, and a huge scream came from the narrow opening.

 The common people felt something bad and slowly moved away from the alley.

brush!

 Finally, a young figure appeared in everyone's sight.

This man has a stern face, his eyebrows are like daggers, and a hint of coldness radiates around him. He looks young, his clothes are not famous, and he is holding something in his hand.

 “That...that’s a human leg?!”

 “Fart, it’s a person, complete!”

 In the midst of everyone's discussion.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Chen Lin had already dragged Zhang Kuang out of the alley, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.

 At the moment when I saw clearly the twisted and miserable state of Zhang Kuang.

The people in the market who were in a wild speculation mood just now were instantly frightened.

"ah!"

 “Kill someone!”

 “Everyone, run away!”

 Parents pick up their children and leave quickly.

The stalls on both sides packed up their things in a hurry, or picked up the things in their hands and stared at Chen Lin warily.

Chen Lin didn't react. He just raised his head to identify the direction, and then continued walking towards Wu Street.

  Shasha—

Zhang Kuang, who was dragged here, gradually became hoarse from shouting. Excessive blood loss made his head dizzy. His voice gradually became smaller, and then he fainted completely.

 At this time, the stall owners on both sides also discovered something was wrong.

“How come the person being dragged seems to be the arrogant man who killed a thousand swords?”

“Didn’t he specialize in collecting debts and making money for gambling houses?”

 “Did you hit a brick wall this time?”

 “Look in this direction, you’re going to Wu Street!”

The vendors looked at Chen Lin and walked away.

 Suddenly I lost interest in setting up a stall and wanted to follow along to watch the excitement.

 …

 Flying Bear Boxing Gym.

 “Senior Brother An, Senior Brother An!”

 A disciple rushed in, shouting everywhere.

The master of the hall, Taisheng Taisheng, and his elder brother Weng Jinren are not in the hall.

The person currently guarding the martial arts hall is a disciple named An Yong. His realm has reached the Three Realms, and he is the most likely disciple in the hall to enter the martial arts on his own.

"what's the situation?"

An Yong pulled up his trousers and walked out from the room, still smelling of powder.

The disciple could not see through these details and pointed outside in horror:

 “I, I just saw Senior Brother Zhang Kuang!”

"What's wrong? He's back from the mountain city? It's a bit early, but this is normal..."

"no!"

“Senior Brother Zhang Kuang, he was beaten half disabled and dragged back!”

“It looks like my right hand is broken!”

"What?!"

An Yong was shocked. He hurriedly walked towards the door.

As soon as I walked to the martial arts training ground, I saw a young figure coming in.

Hand was dragging a man whose body was covered in blood.

An Yong looked at it intently and recognized it immediately.

The one who was being dragged like a dead dog was Zhang Kuang who was supposed to be in charge of the mountain city!

"Who are you?!" He gathered all his strength, his eyes were as wide as bells, and his aura was like a big bear, pressing towards Chen Lin.

There were more than twenty apprentices around. When they saw the formation, they also gathered around them.

 It’s not just these people.

Outside, disciples from various martial arts schools, as well as people watching the excitement, had gathered together and stretched their heads to look inside.

“What’s going on? Who did the Flying Bear Boxing Gym offend?”

"I do not know!"

“But recently I heard that they have been investigating the death of a certain disciple in the mountain city?”

　　　…”

  The buzz outside did not affect the martial arts hall.

 Chen Lin was standing at the entrance of the martial arts arena. He looked up at the Flying Bear Boxing Gym sign hanging next to him to make sure he was looking in the right place.

Then he said coldly:

"Your disciple caused trouble in the mountain market today. I helped you bring him back. I came here to ask for an explanation from your tavern owner..."

 “Can you give me an explanation for those lowly mud-legged people? I think you are tired of living!”

“Tell me! Who are you from? Which martial arts school are you from?”

An Yong stepped forward, looked down at Chen Lin, and then at Zhang Kuang's miserable state. He reached out his hand angrily, trying to grab Chen Lin's collar.

Snapped!

Chen Lin patted An Yong's paw away calmly, raised his head slightly, and responded to him:

 “South Pass of Xiaojin Mountain, Chen Lin.”

 “What?” An Yong didn’t hear clearly for a moment.

 But the next second, he saw a fist hitting him.

 The fist looks weak and weak, and even the speed is not too fast.

"How brave!" He grabbed his fist with his left hand and swung a knife with his right hand, intending to cut to Chen Lin's elbow and directly break the muscles and bones inside.

 This is an easy matter.

 However, at the moment when the palm and the fist connected.

An Yong immediately felt a strange force pouring into his hands.

 Enter the martial arts master!

 He reacted immediately, but to no avail.

 The blocking left hand was instantly twisted and broken!

That fist struck seemed as light as the wind, but in reality it was like a rock rolling down!

  Completely unstoppable!

　　Boom!

 Hit his fist directly to the bottom of his chest and abdomen.

In an instant, his ribs were broken, and his internal organs seemed to be rolled over by wheels.

An Yong flew backwards in an instant, knocking down several disciples behind him. He barely raised his head and wanted to say something, but he immediately began to vomit blood and quickly passed out.

　　　…”

Quiet.

 It was equally quiet inside and outside the stadium.

The dozens of Flying Bear Fist disciples seemed to have turned into dead people, all frozen in place.

 “Let your host come out.”

 Chen Lin's voice reached everyone's ears, making everyone tremble.

“...Mr. Master, he and his senior brother have arrived in Xicheng. I heard that they took a leisurely trip to Lu Mengze on the He family’s boat!"

 Chen Lin's face suddenly turned dark!

The atmosphere in the venue became tense, as if a rope was strangling everyone's necks.

 In the panic, another voice came:

“We have some senior brothers who are also waiting at the dock!”

 “If a strong man wants to know more, he can go over and ask them!”

The remaining ones in the field were all apprentices. As they talked, these big men got closer and closer to each other, almost hugging each other in fear.

Chen Lin had no intention of embarrassing them and turned away with a sullen face.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw the Feixiong Boxing Gym sign next to him from the corner of his eye.

Snapped!

 The punch is as powerful as a whip!

The iron-clad signboard exploded into pieces, and sawdust fragments were thrown several feet away.

No one present dared to say a word, they just watched this scene quietly.

Watching Chen Lin heading west alone.

 The crowd surging outside made way for him...

 (End of this chapter)