As they were speaking, Yang Lingxue saw Ren Yuanhao turn his head, his face red, and suddenly realized her clothes were disheveled. She quickly tidied herself up.
"Hmph, you pair of adulterers, always being intimate, yet feigning purity, how laughable!"
Jiang Cheng spat and slowly walked towards Ren Yuanhao.
"Bullshit, Miss Yang and Shen Lan Ni are pure as jade, don't you spew ivory from your dog's mouth!"
"Go to hell with your purity, trying to build a memorial archway after becoming a whore?"
Jiang Cheng delivered a kick to Ren Yuanhao's chest. The immense force made him grit his teeth in pain, yet a resolute smile played on his lips as he shouted, "Kid, good kick! Is it an itch you're scratching for your grandpa?"
"Let's see how long you can keep this up!"
Jiang Cheng grabbed Ren Yuanhao by the collar, lifted him high overhead like a baby, and smashed him directly onto the cold ground.
"Urgh!"
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed onto the red carpet. Ren Yuanhao's laughter intensified, "What a toad! Hey, you'd rather sacrifice your delicate face for beastly strength. By any measure, it's a losing deal. Why don't you kneel down and beg me to perform the 'Return My Beautiful Fist' technique? Perhaps I'll take pity on you and restore your delicate face!"
Although Yang Lingxue was worried about Ren Yuanhao, she was doubled over with laughter at his words.
"Alright, it seems my kick wasn't hard enough, leaving you with the energy to spout nonsense!"
"No!" Yang Lingxue staggered to her feet.
Just as Jiang Cheng was about to kick again, the main door suddenly burst open!
"It seems there are quite a few people looking for you tonight." Ren Yuanhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, squinting one eye and sneering.
"Hmph, let them come. Who is Jiang Cheng afraid of?"
Before Jiang Cheng could finish speaking, he heard the newcomer's deep, resonant voice, full of spirit, clearly indicating someone with extremely refined internal energy!
"I'm not afraid either!"
Jiang Cheng was all too familiar with this voice. He heard him say in a dry tone, "Who is it? Oh, it's Yun Qinghe, Master Yun!"
"Yun Qinghe?" Ren Yuanhao knew this man was Shen Lan Ni's master, but why was he here?
"Jiang Cheng, you are the sole son of the Jiang family. Even if your talent is lacking, as long as you work hard, you will surely achieve something. Now, to have fallen into the demonic path, it is truly a shame!"
Yun Qinghe stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering. His white hair danced in the strong wind, and his white clothes were spotlessly clean, making him look like an immortal elder. Such bearing could not help but make Ren Yuanhao yearn and admire him.
"Fallen into the demonic path? What era is this? No matter how good your martial arts are, a single gunshot can take you down. How can you pedantic people understand the marvels of science?" Jiang Cheng tossed Ren Yuanhao aside, made a provocative gesture towards Yun Qinghe, and added, "Master Yun, are your senses that sharp, or did you smell my killing intent to find me here?"
"I was merely passing by. I never expected Young Master Jiang's malevolence to be so strong that I could smell it from such a distance. I only have four words for you: Turn back while there's still time."
Yun Qinghe stepped into the doorway, gracefully assuming a starting stance, ready to fight at any moment!
"Whether I turn back or not is my business. Oh, right, this woman must be your disciple, right? If I'm not mistaken, I dislocated her right hand. It will trouble you, her master, to set it back for her."
Jiang Cheng learned composure from Ren Yuanhao. Moreover, this Yun Qinghe seemed to have some skill. If he could resolve it simply, he would never risk a dangerous approach.
"Xiao Lan Ni?"
Yun Qinghe walked slowly to Shen Lan Ni's side. Her clothes had been tidied by Yang Lingxue and were much neater now. However, her injuries were severe, and even her breathing had become shallow.
"Forearm fractured, two ribs broken in the abdomen. This is not good." Yun Qinghe frowned deeply.
"Will Sister Lan Ni be in danger?" Yang Lingxue, with her deep sisterly bond, was naturally very concerned.
Yun Qinghe shook his head and said, "Fortunately, her basic training and internal energy are very good, so there shouldn't be any major problems. You should leave first, I'll deal with this fellow."
Yang Lingxue carefully helped Shen Lan Ni up, making to move towards Ren Yuanhao's position, preparing to follow Master Yun's advice and withdraw from the battlefield.
"What do you think this place is? A hotel? You can come and go as you please, is it that easy?"
Jiang Cheng attacked ferociously, his body flashing like lightning towards Yang Lingxue. At the same moment, Yun Qinghe extended a hand to intercept Jiang Cheng's move. Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng feigned an attack, suddenly changing his target mid-stride. He turned, clenched his fist, and with a "Double Dragons Out to Sea," he lunged towards Yun Qinghe's neck!
"Be careful!"
As soon as Ren Yuanhao finished speaking, the fist wind was already upon them. Yun Qinghe, with his hands in a Tai Chi posture, spun and retreated, using the technique of "using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds" to neutralize this incredibly powerful punch!
"Such strong physical power, Jiang Cheng, where did you train this strength?"
Jiang Cheng clearly hadn't expected his punch, which he had used nine-tenths of his strength on, to be so easily deflected. Annoyed, he didn't answer the question, instead flicking his left hand towards Yun Qinghe's face!
Yun Qinghe's expression turned serious. He never expected Jiang Cheng's movements to be so swift, a world of difference from just a few days ago!
He didn't resist head-on, but quickly retreated several steps, his expression becoming extremely serious.
"As expected, it's completely different. It seems Young Master Jiang is determined not to abandon this evil power?"
"Evil? The victor becomes king, the righteous always belong to the winner. You're so old, haven't you grasped this simple truth yet?"
Jiang Cheng had tested Yun Qinghe with two consecutive moves and had a general idea of his capabilities. His hands became a storm of rapid strikes, and the sound of their fists colliding was like a thunderous drum, deafening!
In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged forty to fifty blows. One became more and more excited as the fight went on, while the other grew more and more fatigued. With this ebb and flow, Yun Qinghe found himself at a disadvantage against a junior!
Jiang Cheng ruthlessly forced him towards the glass window. He stepped forward with his right foot, his left hand transforming from a fist to a palm, striking directly at his chest. Yun Qinghe instinctively retreated, only to find his back pressed against the glass window, with nowhere left to retreat, putting him in a desperate, awkward predicament.
Jiang Cheng's palm wind was extremely powerful. As soon as he pushed towards Yun Qinghe, his palm instantly transformed into a fist, and with a profound "inch punch," he struck at a vital point three inches below Yun Qinghe's chest!
"Master Yun! Careful!"
Ren Yuanhao knew how dangerous this move was, but it was too late to warn him!
The tempered glass made dull thunderous bangs as Yun Qinghe's body impacted it.
"How is it, Master Yun? After taking a taste of your own signature move, how does it feel?"