Erzhu jolted awake and sat up instantly. Recalling his disheveled state just moments ago, he took a deep breath to calm himself.
Should he ask the Dragon King if he had any Buddhist scriptures here?
If this trend continued, he would eventually lose control!
Composing himself, Erzhu was about to head back to the west wing when he suddenly remembered something. He glanced at the dark night outside.
Now was the perfect time to go find Zhao Lin. Although Li Mei would worry, it was better than her threatening to die.
He had to resolve this matter because Niu Ermang would never give up!
It wasn't that he feared Niu Ermang bringing people to cause trouble, but rather that the trouble might delay the villagers' path to prosperity.
Furthermore, if the villagers of Linyuan Village found out, it would also make merging the villages more difficult.
A spark of intelligence flashed in Erzhu's eyes. He scanned every corner within a kilometer radius and suddenly, a familiar figure caught his attention.
He saw the men who had fled today standing before an old man. They were speaking indignantly, clearly complaining.
Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall!
Erzhu glanced at the plaque above the living room, and the spark in his eyes slowly faded.
He left a letter for Li Mei and then, under the cover of night, headed towards the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall.
What good was being a martial arts champion?
In Erzhu's eyes, they were no more than ants!
In the neighboring city, inside the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall.
An old man, half his hair white and dressed in a Tang suit, gazed at his bruised and battered disciples with burning anger!
How arrogant!
Not only had that Erzhu snatched his disciples' land, but he had also injured them!
Did this fellow think Zhao Lin was easy to bully?
A flicker of rage flashed in his aged eyes, and Zhao Lin's clenched fist made a faint cracking sound.
"Master, you must seek justice for us. His injuring us shows he has no respect for you!"
Seeing his master's furious expression, the man with blue hair added fuel to the fire.
"That's right, that kid was incredibly arrogant. If we hadn't dodged in time, you might never have seen us again!"
Two men with thick bandages around their bellies added furiously, their eyes glinting with hatred.
"All disciples, heed my command! Tomorrow morning, we go to Shililiu Village!"
Seeing their master's furious rage, a hint of triumph and cunning appeared on the faces of several men.
Since the master himself was going, that kid was surely doomed this time!
"Master, someone is challenging the hall!"
Just as they were secretly reveling, a young boy, dusty and travel-worn, burst in. A clear shoe print was visible on his belly!
"Who dares to be so bold? Are they seeking death?"
Zhao Lin was already seething, and upon hearing that someone was challenging the hall, his anger intensified!
"I!"
Just as the boy was about to speak, a strange voice interjected, drawing everyone's attention.
The men took a closer look and pointed at the newcomer furiously, saying:
"It's him, it's him who took Niu Ermang's land and beat us all!"
"You have quite the nerve, kid. We didn't come looking for you, but you've come to our doorstep first!"
The moment the men saw Erzhu, they recalled the scene of their beating today, and their anger flared up instantly.
"It's fine, just a bunch of trash."
Erzhu remained calm. He glanced at the disciples of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall who had surrounded him, his eyes devoid of emotion.
He had originally thought that anyone who could open a martial arts hall must have some skill, but he hadn't expected them to be so weak!
With a few punches and kicks, he had injured over a dozen disciples and walked in brazenly. Although the disciples were angry, none dared to make a move!
"What are you waiting for? Attack!"
Seeing that the disciples were all injured, Zhao Lin became even more enraged. He pointed at Erzhu and roared almost madly.
Not only did he show up uninvited, but he also injured half his disciples!
This was an immense humiliation for him!
Zhao Lin's face turned crimson, and the anger in his heart grew. He felt like he was about to ignite!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Erzhu didn't waste any more words as he faced the gathering "warriors" again. He threw punch after punch.
His strength was immense, and his speed was incredibly fast. Within three breaths, more than half of the martial arts disciples had fallen to the ground again!
Seeing this, the blue-haired man and others were shocked. They quickly retreated, quietly backing away.
Although they were angry, they knew they couldn't charge headfirst!
Because this guy was truly too strong!
With just his fists, he could severely injure the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall!
Such a master was among the top in town!
"Outrageous!"
On the other side, Zhao Lin, having recovered his senses, went completely berserk upon seeing this. He stomped his foot and lunged directly at Erzhu!
Bang!
Erzhu didn't hold back either, throwing a punch towards Zhao Lin's eyes. Zhao Lin quickly stopped, turned, and kicked towards Erzhu's back.
Erzhu's face remained expressionless. His peripheral vision caught the swift kick, like a blur, and he slightly lowered his head, easily dodging Zhao Lin's attack.
The other disciples of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall lay on the ground, groaning. They didn't have many visible wounds, but the pain was unbearable!
Erzhu's punch carried so much force that they felt as if the blow had pierced through their bodies!
"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"
The disciples of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall raised their fists, shouting with satisfaction, their voices echoing in the hall for a long time.
"Kid, you're quite skilled, but unfortunately, you ran into me!"
Zhao Lin smirked and glanced dismissively at Erzhu, suppressing a fleeting flicker of shock in his eyes.
He admitted Erzhu was a master, even stronger than many who had practiced martial arts since childhood!
But in Zhao Lin's eyes, he was still no match!
"Oh."
Zhao Lin was about to utter some taunt, but he unexpectedly received such a reply. Zhao Lin's face immediately fell.
This feeling made him very uncomfortable!
It was as if his punch had landed on cotton, and the pride he had just felt instantly plummeted!
"Die!"
Anger flared again in Zhao Lin's eyes. He shouted and attacked Erzhu at his fastest speed!
All the disciples of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall were stunned. They had never seen such speed!
There wasn't even a blur!
This guy was going to die today!
Boom!
Just as everyone thought Erzhu was doomed, a thunderous noise left them wide-eyed!
The kid had moved at the very instant his master was about to touch him. His master missed him and instead punched the roof beam!
"Run!"
Seeing the falling tiles and roof beams, the disciples of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall, enduring the intense pain, scrambled towards the exit.
But the tiles and beams were falling too fast, and they were severely injured. In the end, only the blue-haired man and a few others, Erzhu, and Zhao Lin managed to escape.
As for the rest, they were all buried in the house!