“What are you showing off for?!”
“If it weren’t for Qingniao Baihu injuring Liu Yaozhi, would he have been able to pick up the slack?”
The harmonious atmosphere was broken by an abrupt sound.
‘Swish!’
The Jinyiwei (Imperial Guards) present instantly focused their stern gazes on the Zongqi who had spoken.
Ma Ming, as Liu Feng’s confidant, Zhang Chong and Wang Shun’s direct superior, and having suffered a great loss today, emboldened by Shangguan Yan'er standing not far away…
Couldn’t help but mock him a few times!
“What are you looking at?”
“Did I say something wrong?”
“With this opportunity…”
“I could do it too!”
After he finished speaking with an arrogant expression, Shangguan Yan'er, who was about to reprimand him, was coldly interrupted by Xu Shan, “Shangguan Qian Shi…”
“Your subordinate remembers that our Zhenfu Division has an unwritten rule!”
“For a Captain to be promoted to Xiao Qi, he needs to withstand at least ten moves from a Zongqi?”
“This rule cannot be broken!”
“Your subordinate chooses him, how about it?”
Xu Shan raised his right arm and pointed directly at Ma Ming.
“I, your father, accept your request for abuse!”
Ma Ming, who possessed strength close to the Post-natal Ninth Grade, immediately declared.
“Please!”
Xu Shan raised his right hand, pointing to the open space not far away.
Ma Ming, with a cold smirk, added, “Remember, at least ten moves!”
“Within ten moves, no one is allowed to call a stop, nor can anyone interfere.”
As he spoke, Ma Ming looked meaningfully at Ji Gang and the others.
“It’s about distinguishing victory and defeat, and also life and death!”
‘Whoosh!’
After Xu Shan finished speaking, even Ji Gang and Qin Changdong’s group were in an uproar.
They were about to say something, but Xu Shan stopped them with a gesture.
“I hope Ji Qianhu adheres to the rules.”
Ma Ming, standing opposite Xu Shan, said solemnly.
In his opinion, he had victory firmly in his grasp!
“Ten moves, only ten moves!”
“Within ten moves, no one will interfere.”
Shangguan Yan'er, fearing things would go too far, made the final decision.
She also wanted to see how much potential this Captain Xu, who was good at handling cases, truly had.
“Since Shangguan Qian Shi has spoken, we’ll follow that standard.”
In Ji Gang’s view, Xu Shan, who could take down two Post-natal Fifth Grade and Sixth Grade Xiao Qi alone, could at least withstand ten moves from the opponent.
But for those who knew Ma Ming…
They knew he was trained in Shaolin, and his advanced technique, Iron Sand Palm, had long since reached mastery.
When he truly went all out, he could even fight a Post-natal Ninth Grade!
“Begin!”
As Ji Gang gave the command, Ma Ming, without hesitation, leaped up and lunged directly at Xu Shan.
“Iron Sand Palm!”
Immediately unleashing his unique skill, he vowed to teach the opponent a lesson within ten moves.
Seeing all this, Liu Feng’s subordinates, who had been terribly tricked today, were all gloating.
On the contrary, Xu Shan’s Hangzhou colleagues, led by Qin Changdong, broke out in a cold sweat for him.
Especially when they saw that the opponent remained motionless, they became even more anxious.
“Xu Shan, be careful!”
“Iron Sand Palm is a hard qigong, don’t clash head-on.”
As he spoke, Qin Changdong also motioned for everyone to stand back, giving Xu Shan space to dodge and move.
However…
Before their feet had even landed, Xu Shan, without any fancy moves, chose to meet him head-on.
Seeing this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across Ma Ming’s face.
“An ant trying to shake a tree?”
“Overestimating yourself!”
“Courting death!”
‘Bang!’
‘Crack.’
“Ah!”
But what surprised everyone present was that at the moment their fists and palms met, the piercing sound of bones breaking and Ma Ming’s scream simultaneously echoed throughout the training ground.
In the next second, Ma Ming flew out like a kite with a broken string.
“Swift as a flying wild duck!”
Before he could land, Xu Shan, activating Lingbo Micro Step, flashed and reappeared in front of him.
Seeing this, Shangguan Yan'er and Ji Gang exclaimed in unison, “What fast footwork!”
As soon as the words fell, Xu Shan’s second punch had already struck the opponent.
At the same time, he vented the dissatisfaction in his heart.
“A bunch of pig teammates who are useless and only mess things up. And they still have the nerve to blabber here? You almost ruined all my plans.”
‘Pfft.’
“Ow, ow…”
“When you go out for secret investigations, each of you looks like a proper official, wearing official boots and with a Embroidered Spring Blade at your waist, practically having the words ‘Jinyiwei (Imperial Guards)’ carved on your forehead, right?”
‘Bang!’
‘Clang.’
By the third punch, Ma Ming’s wailing had almost stopped.
Covered in blood, his consciousness had become blurry.
“Especially that Liu Feng…”
‘Slap!’
‘Crack.’
“I just confirmed the disguised Liu Yaozhi here.”
“I was preparing to call for backup and find a secluded place to make a move.”
By the fifth punch, Ma Ming’s body was forcefully hammered into the ground by Xu Shan.
The originally flat ground now had a human-shaped indentation.
‘Whoosh!’
‘Slap.’
“But he was good. Afraid of missing out on the hot action, he just went straight for it?”
“I won’t even ask if he had the strength to fight the opponent. Even if he did, Jindu Restaurant was full of common people.”
“Injure one, kill a few… you guys just pack up and leave, but what about us locals?”
“To be pointed at and have our ancestors for eighteen generations cursed?”
‘Crackling!’
‘Clang.’
The ninth punch caused a cloud of dust to rise from the scene, and blood splattered everywhere.
“Stop!”
Shangguan Yan'er, unable to watch any longer, finally called a halt.
Hearing this, Xu Shan slowly straightened up, then replied with a cold smile, “Shangguan Qian Shi, that’s only nine moves!”
“No matter what, we have to make it ten moves!”
‘Hmph…’
‘Spit!’
As the words fell, Xu Shan, looking down from above, spat a mouthful of old phlegm at the opponent.
As he turned around gracefully, he spread his hands and said, “I had a belly full of anger with nowhere to vent.”
“But he was good… thick-headed, directly offering himself up!”
“Lao Ji, didn’t you say that the Imperial Envoy coming to Hangzhou this time are all elites?”
“Are these elites?”
After Xu Shan finished speaking arrogantly, Ji Gang, who had recovered, puffed out his chest and said, “Liu Shibaihu’s unit is the Jicha Division, not Shangguan Qian Shi’s direct subordinate.”
Hearing ‘Jicha Division’, everyone suddenly showed expressions of disdain.
The Jicha Division, one of the ten divisions of the Zhenfu Division!
Its main function was confiscating property!
Confiscating property has always been a lucrative job.
They rarely went to the front lines, so the risks were small and the profits were high, making it a good place for young masters from the capital to gain experience.
However, to be promoted to Zongqi, one had to have genuine strength!
This Xu Shan, relying solely on brute force, had, in a fit of anger, pummeled Ma Ming, who was close to the Post-natal Ninth Grade…
Then his strength must be at least at the Great Perfection of the Post-natal Ninth Grade, right?
Or even the Congenital Realm?
Terrifying!
The impact of these punches, hitting flesh, made these young masters from the capital in the Jicha Division truly understand what a ‘Jinyiwei (Imperial Guards) Thug’ was!
I could do it too?
Ma Ming’s previous echo still lingered in their ears.
But upon replaying it, it was so ironic.
Especially when he was pulled out of the ground by everyone working together…
His miserable state was chilling.
As for Xu Shan, he had fought, vented his anger, and shifted the blame.
Perfect!
“Shan Ge, Shan Ge…”
“Something happened.”
“Hmm?”