"Dream on if you think you can buy the land in Qinglong Bay!" Lu Yang shot a cold smile at Ji Xueshuang. He couldn't fathom what these people were thinking, believing anyone would sell land in Qinglong Bay at a time like this. And to have the audacity to threaten him? Did they really think Lu Yang could be threatened?
"Kid, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Last time, Haitong Group helped you, but this time, let's see who will lend you a hand!"
"Haitong Group is struggling to stay afloat. The Xiao family from Yanjing has already begun suppressing them. They're too busy dealing with their own problems to help you!" Ji Xueshuang, clearly well-prepared, spoke with unshakeable confidence.
Hearing this, Lu Yang's expression shifted slightly. He hadn't expected this woman to be so ruthless as to instigate the downfall of Haitong Group. No wonder Lin Guoxiong hadn't contacted him these past few days; he was fully occupied dealing with the Xiao family from Yanjing. If that were the case, Black Dragon Capital, with no liquid assets and only two thousand mu of land, would only fetch four billion yuan even if sold at the current peak price. This sum would be insufficient to counter the combined forces of Jiangyao Group and Hesheng Group.
Even so, Lu Yang showed no fear. Haitong Group was merely a company Lu Yang used for practice. His true identity was the Black Dragon King, a name that had shocked the entire nation of China. Although Lu Yang had no intention of walking that path yet, his body and mind had undergone a complete transformation since he began practicing the "Black Dragon Art." The once timid and utterly weak Lu Yang was now never cowardly or shrinking, as such traits were useless. Hesitation only led to being perceived as a failure. To carve out a territory, one had to let their fists do the talking.
"Fine, then keep your eyes wide open and watch!" Lu Yang sneered, unfazed.
"You dog, do you really think you're all that just because you know a few parlor tricks? I've brought a Xingyiquan master today specifically to deal with you. Hand over the land obediently, or I'll break all three of your legs!" Ji Xueshuang snarled at Lu Yang.
As she spoke, a middle-aged man with a braid stepped forward, positioning himself to face Lu Yang. Xingyiquan, as the name suggests, is a martial art created by imitating various birds and beasts, encompassing dragon, tiger, bear, snake, horse, monkey, chicken, swallow, crocodile, hawk, and eagle forms. The Xingyiquan master before them had mastered five of these forms and was considered somewhat renowned within the Jiangbei City Martial Arts Alliance. Xingyiquan and traditional Chinese medicine families had always maintained a friendly and mutually beneficial relationship, and this master was here specifically to help Ji Xueshuang vent her anger.
"Xingyiquan?" Lu Yang chuckled coldly. "My hands have been itching lately, so I can test it out!"
"Kid, you truly are blind until you see the coffin. We Xingyiquan practitioners generally don't fight with ordinary people, lest we be accused of bullying. But to deal with a cunning and treacherous person like you is to eliminate a scourge for the people! Furthermore, you dared to bully Miss Xueshuang from the traditional Chinese medicine family, so you deserve to die!" The middle-aged man's lips curled into a cruel smile. It was evident that this Xingyiquan master was infatuated with Ji Xueshuang and saw this as an opportunity to impress her, with Lu Yang serving as the perfect target.
"Anyone can spout nonsense, but honestly, I don't think you can withstand three of my moves," Lu Yang said with a slight smile, looking at the middle-aged man. In his opinion, this man was merely a showman. The eighteen Black Dragon Styles were killer moves, each meticulously refined and requiring the matching Black Dragon Token. Other martial arts paled in comparison to the eighteen Black Dragon Styles.
"Arrogant!" "You're courting death!" The middle-aged man was clearly provoked by Lu Yang's words. He attacked instantly, transforming his hands into tiger claws and lunging at Lu Yang. Lu Yang stood his ground, neither dodging nor evading. As the middle-aged man approached, Lu Yang punched his tiger claws, forcing him back several steps.
"One move!" "Such immense strength!" After exchanging a blow with Lu Yang, the middle-aged man keenly felt the formidable power of Lu Yang's physique, inwardly astonished. However, he did not retreat easily. He once again morphed his hands into a snake form, aiming for Lu Yang's throat. Lu Yang remained unconcerned, lifting a leg and kicking, deflecting the middle-aged man's second attack.
"Two moves!" The middle-aged man's brows furrowed in anger, his eyes filled with icy coldness. He unleashed his signature move, the crocodile form, the most formidable technique in Xingyiquan, combining both power and speed with peculiar movements that ordinary martial artists could not anticipate. Moreover, any injury sustained from the crocodile form would result in at least a month of bed rest for minor wounds, or permanent disability for severe ones; its methods were brutally effective.
"Brother Lin is going all out!" Seeing this, Ji Xueshuang's face lit up with a triumphant smile. She knew that the middle-aged man using this move intended to injure or cripple his opponent, which was exactly what she desired. The middle-aged man then attacked Lu Yang with lightning-fast ferocity. Lu Yang remained completely still, softly uttering three words: "Third move!" As the middle-aged man closed in, Lu Yang crossed his arms, as if to embrace everything within his reach. The middle-aged man's attack, upon reaching Lu Yang, was caught in his embrace. Lu Yang then unleashed a flurry of punches, striking the middle-aged man's chest and sending him flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"You... you're this strong?" Seeing Lu Yang defeat the Xingyiquan master, Ji Xueshuang's face contorted with even greater displeasure. She had assumed Lu Yang was doomed this time, but his abilities far exceeded her expectations.
"Kid, you wait. You've offended our Xingyiquan, so you're waiting for death. My master will never let you get away with this!" The middle-aged man, rising from the ground, shouted coldly at Lu Yang.
"Your master?" "I wonder what kind of technique your master practices?" "Is it dog boxing or cat boxing?" Lu Yang sneered at the middle-aged man.
"You..." Hearing Lu Yang's words, the middle-aged man's eyes widened in anger, but he was helpless. He had already lost and was no match for Lu Yang.
"Kid, you just wait. This matter isn't over!" "When the people from the Xiao family arrive, I'll have you kneeling before me, begging for forgiveness!" Ji Xueshuang stated coldly at Lu Yang before leaving with her entourage.
"Kid, you got lucky this time, but next time, you won't have such good luck!" Bai Hao also hurled a threat at Lu Yang before quickly chasing after them, shouting, "Miss Xueshuang, wait for me!"