ushernet Chapter 226 Weird atmosphere
Chapter 226 Weird atmosphere
Chapter 226 An Eerie Atmosphere
It's true what they say, walls have ears! We were just chatting in our own yard early in the morning, and someone overheard us! Will it reach the ears of the Wu Lao Hui (a local martial arts association)?
Everyone was taken aback when they heard the sound outside the gate.
However, this is good, isn't this the effect we wanted? Anyway, everyone has been at odds with the Wu Lao Hui for three years, so why bother with hiding it?
"Who's eavesdropping outside? Aren't you afraid of having children without an anus?" Among the group, Long Wu, with the most flamboyant personality, simply shouted loudly, "Get out here, Fifth Master!"
"You've rebelled! You've rebelled! You're courting death!"
With a furious roar, a middle-aged man with a tumor on his eyebrow rushed into the courtyard, followed by a group of menacing martial artists.
"Big tumor, who do you think you are?" Seeing the middle-aged man's face trembling with anger, Long Wu became even more smug and pointed at the tumor on the man's eyebrow, mocking him.
"We are all from the Martial Elders Association!" The middle-aged man stood in the courtyard and had the martial artists who came with him stand in a row behind him. He said arrogantly, "The Martial Elders Association has issued an order to open the largest dojo in Baisha City, called the Bodhi Dojo."
From this day forward, all other monasteries in the city will be closed. I, as the manager of the Bodhi Monastery, have come here specifically to inform you!
Bodhi Dojo? This name sounds like something from a past life of Buddhism! The Tianyun Continent has never heard of Bodhi before!
Xiao Chong felt a chill and turned his gaze to Long Wu.
Long Wu has always touted himself as a half-immortal, and he was born from the Purple Cloud Cauldron, a treasure of the Daoist temple. How could he not know the meaning of Bodhi?
But before he was refined into a cauldron spirit by Lü Daka, he was the prince of the Dragon Palace. He had seen countless real Buddhas, so why would he care about a name?
Therefore, Long Wu scoffed without any enthusiasm, "Stop pretending to be a big shot! I've heard of the Martial Arts Association, but the Bodhi Dojo? I've never heard of it before!"
"You...you...you've gone too far!"
The steward was further enraged by Long Wu's attitude, and the fleshy growth on his eyebrow twitched as he said, "I originally wanted to persuade you kindly, and the higher-ups even prepared twenty spirit stones as compensation for you. Since you are so ungrateful, then I'll make sure you lose everything, not even a hair!"
"Is that so? I'd like to see how things turn out this way!" Long Wu stepped forward, raised his finger and flicked it swiftly across the steward's face, right on the tumor.
Although the middle-aged man was from the Bodhi Dojo sect, he was just a manager and had never practiced martial arts, so how could he possibly dodge?
Therefore, he let out a scream and was bounced around in place.
When they finally stopped, the manager, still feeling dizzy from all the spinning, hurriedly reached out and rubbed his hand on the tumor.
"You're dead! You're dead! You're really dead!"
Looking at the sticky blood on his hands, the manager pointed to a tall martial artist behind him and said, "Liu Tong, quickly take down this horned monster, beat it to death, and then tear down this nameless dojo!"
"Yes, sir!" The martial artist named Liu Tong stepped forward in response, but hesitated and refused to make a move.
He was a martial arts master, unlike the steward who had never practiced martial arts; he still had good eyesight.
Of the six opponents, apart from the youngest boy who seemed to be a disciple, any one of the other five possessed a powerful aura, making them far beyond what an ordinary martial artist like himself could handle.
In particular, the young man with the bushy eyebrows exuded a faint but palpable energy fluctuation that instilled a sense of dread in people.
I would never believe it if you told me that I couldn't sense the Yuan energy fluctuations on the other person because their cultivation level was too low.
"I was careless! I thought it was just a small, dilapidated training ground and there wouldn't be any experts there. Who knew it would be full of hidden masters? If I had known this, I would never have come!"
"You dead tumor, why don't you just hand over the spirit stones and get things done neatly? Why do you have to stir up trouble here!"
Liu Tong's gaze kept shifting between the other group, but in his heart he cursed the manager half to death, wishing he could punch the manager's tumor again.
The steward had no idea what Liu Tong was thinking. Seeing that Liu Tong was hesitant to make a move, he became even more annoyed and urged, "Liu Tong, didn't you hear what I said? What are you dawdling for!"
"Yes, sir!"
Seeing the steward's anger, Liu Tong knew he couldn't delay any longer, or he would face dire consequences even after returning home. So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree again.
"But judging from what these people were saying outside the door, they're definitely not kind people. If we really fight, they'll definitely be outmatched. Things are going to be difficult!"
Left with no other choice, Liu Tong slowly moved towards Long Wu step by step, feeling as if his feet were weighed down by a thousand pounds.
"What should we do? Are we going to knowingly walk into the tiger's den? Judging from the aura of this handsome young man, if we were to fight him, the worst outcome would be broken bones and ligaments!"
As Liu Tong moved his feet, he secretly made his calculations.
"Wait... broken bones and tendons? Hmm, I've got it, that's a good idea!" Liu Tong was about to move in front of Long Wu, who was shaking his fist and looking at him with a half-smile. Under immense pressure, Liu Tong suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Ouch!" Liu Tong raised one foot high, but when he was about to put it down, he slipped and fell to the ground.
At the same time, he secretly channeled his inner energy, forcing a layer of cold sweat onto his forehead. He turned to the steward and shouted, "Steward, please understand! I accidentally twisted my ankle and am unable to fight. Please find someone else!"
"This works? That's too cunning!"
Long Wu was originally prepared to punch the tall martial artist to the ground, but he never expected the other party to put on such a show, and the smile on his face immediately froze.
However, the Fifth Young Master had always liked cunning people, so after a moment of surprise, he gave the other person a meaningful thumbs-up.
He didn't care whether the other party was a member of the Martial Elders' Association or not. A low-level martial artist, just a small fry, not worth keeping a close eye on. The real culprits were the high-ranking decision-makers in the Martial Elders' Association.
The steward was also stunned by Liu Tong's performance. Even though he wasn't a martial artist, he understood that Liu Tong's actions were mostly an act.
Even if you've never eaten pork, haven't you seen pigs run? When have you ever heard of a martial arts master twisting their ankle during a fight?
"The performance was too obvious, and the demeanor was a bit artificial. It was clearly a case of slacking off. You failed! I'll settle the score with you when we get back!" the manager thought to himself with resentment.
However, there's no concrete evidence to be found in this kind of thing; the only option is to slowly seduce the other party through other means later.
Left with no other choice, the manager pointed to another strong martial artist and said, "Li Ru Niu, you come here! If you do a good job, this bag of spirit stones is your reward!"
He then took out a small pouch, shook it in his hand, and tossed it to the ground in front of the strong martial artist named Li Runiu.
As a qualified martial arts master, Li Runiu's eyesight was naturally excellent, and he understood very well how to choose between his life and a small bag of spirit stones.
However, compared to Liu Tong, Li Runiu's acting talent was clearly lacking, so he hesitated for a long time before saying to the steward, "Steward, my feet are also..."
"Shut up!"
The steward was truly enraged this time. Before Li Runiu could confirm the "twisted ankle incident," he interrupted him, pulled out a token from his pocket, and said, "Even if both your legs are broken today, you still have to take my place, or you'll be disobeying orders!"
“It’s over, it’s over, it’s really over…” Li Runiu’s face turned ashen when he saw the manager take out the token.
The token is a specially made death warrant from the Martial Elders' Association. Anyone who dares to disobey will be subjected to extremely cruel punishments, enough to make life worse than death. Not only that, but their families will also be implicated.
"This brave warrior is exceptionally valiant, as handsome as a jade tree in the wind. It would be my honor to die at his hands. But... I'm so sorry for my eighty-year-old mother and my crying baby at home..."
Li Runiu walked with difficulty to Long Wu, his face filled with sorrow.
Clearly, he wasn't stupid. Taking advantage of the manager's inattention, he lowered his voice and began to flatter and play the victim.
He only hoped that after hearing these words, the other party would show mercy and not kill him on the spot.
Long Wu felt very embarrassed. He had already used the same tricks as the other party back in the day, so he naturally wouldn't take it seriously.
But should we really just kill the other person? After all, the other person just praised us for being heroic and handsome. Wouldn't it be unfair to do that?
Just as Long Wu was hesitating whether to show mercy and only teach the other party a lesson without actually taking his life, Xiao Chong spoke up.
"Xiao Wu, stop bullying him. Let Su Yang have this match. This kid hasn't had a real fight since he joined our dojo. Now that their levels are similar, it's a good opportunity to see if he's improved."
Xiao Chong glanced at Su Yang standing to the side and said slowly.
"Alright." Long Wu breathed a sigh of relief and stepped aside, saying, "Su Yang, you can come. But you can't embarrass the dojo, or the daily training will be increased tenfold."
"Master Wu, am I up to the task?" Su Yang glanced at Long Wu, a hint of hesitation on his face.
He had only recently entered the Martial Master realm and had never experienced actual combat, so he was quite unsure of himself. After all, Li Runiu looked like a veteran Martial Master, and his physique was indeed as strong as an ox.
"What's wrong with that?" Long Wu said unhappily. "Did you take that pill for nothing? Do you know that only your masters can take it? Do you think it's just some ordinary stuff?"
"Alright, I will do my best." Su Yang could only agree when he heard Long Wu's unfriendly tone. He came to Li Runiu's side without saying a word, but just put on a posture as if facing a formidable enemy.
Li Runiu was overjoyed. The other party's arrangement couldn't be better.
The nameless disciple of the dojo named Su Yang in front of him looked to be only at the level of an ordinary martial artist, quite different from himself. He was confident that he could defeat him without much effort.
Despite saying this, Li Runiu decided to deliberately hold back. He knew very well that if he killed or injured the other party, that handsome young man with a sinister look would definitely not let him go.
"This young man's surname is Su, right? Don't worry, we're just having a friendly spar, there won't be any danger."
Taking advantage of the manager's inattention, Li Runiu winked at Su Yang and lowered his voice.
For the sake of his own life, he adopted a very humble attitude. For a moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard became very strange.