The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Starting from the Bodyguard

Chapter 36 The Iron Palm Clan Acts Ruthlessly, the Dragon Subduing Palm Punishes Evil
The noise emanated from the inn and dissipated into the night.

The young man in white sighed as he watched the waiter walk out of the inn alone.

The shop assistant quickly stepped forward, but before he could speak, the young master asked, "Are you not selling?"

"Young master is intelligent." The waiter smiled ingratiatingly, wondering to himself how he had guessed it.

"Okay, got it."

"Young master, silver beans?"

"If I give it to you, I can take it back."

"Thank you, young master." The waiter left happily.

Looking at the excited waiter, and then at the beggar resting with his eyes closed by the roadside outside the inn, the boy sighed inwardly, "I'm not even as carefree as a little beggar."

……

Zhou Yan had long since stopped thinking about the young master buying horses. The inn had already vacated a room, and Hu Yanlei paid the rent and went up the stairs in the hall to the second-floor guest room.

The bodyguard inspected each room, opened the windows to survey the surroundings from above, and only then, satisfied, went downstairs with Zhou Yan.

A noisy commotion then came from inside the hall.

Zhou Yan looked over and saw a frivolous-looking young man leading several people surrounding Mu Yi and his daughter.

Mu Yi's voice rang out, "This young master looks unfamiliar. I don't know where I have offended you?"

The young man said, "I've come to choose a husband through a martial arts contest."

"what!"

“The other day you held a martial arts contest to find a husband. I lost by one move, but my heart is still with the girl. I will find my master to compete again.”

"I see. Since you have lost, there is no need to continue the competition."

"If I say we'll compete, then we'll compete."

"Young master, please don't force me to do something I can't handle."

"Alright, let me take my little darling back."

Inside the hall, Mu Yi and the young master negotiated, and Zhou Yan roughly understood the situation.

Mu Yi held a martial arts contest to choose a husband, and the young man before him lost to Mu Nianci. The other party, coveting Mu Nianci's beauty, hired skilled fighters to pursue her.

The wealthy and nouveau riche, especially the foreigners, loved a lively atmosphere. The jeweled foreigner asked, "Young master, what exactly is going on here?"

The young man said, "This old man brought a girl to a martial arts contest to find a husband. A few days ago, I was no match for him, but I couldn't forget the girl, so I followed him all the way here."

"Haha, what a devoted young man." The Hu man changed the subject: "Old man, there are many people here, you might just find a suitable son-in-law. I also need a concubine, how about you hold another martial arts contest to find a husband?"

"it is good!"

No one likes a good spectacle, and a large number of merchants cheered.

The young man's face darkened, and he said, "My family has ties with the Iron Palm Clan. Anyone who wants to steal someone's love through a martial arts contest is welcome to try."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burly man next to him placed his hands on the table in front of Mu Yi. Without exerting any force, the table creaked and looked like it was about to collapse.

The young master said smugly, "My master is a member of the Iron Palm Clan."

The Iron Palm Clan was located far away in Hunan, but most merchants who traveled all over the country had heard of the "Slaying of the Hengshan Sect with the Iron Palm Clan," so no one spoke up for a moment.

Only the Hu man smiled, his expression dismissive.

Mu Yi's expression was somewhat solemn.

"Let's go, young lady. We can compare them again, either outside the inn or inside the bridal chamber," the young man said, reaching out to grab Mu Nianci.

Before Mu Yi could make a move, Mu Nianci gave a soft shout and rolled up the tea and food on the table with her sleeves.

With a flick of his long sleeves, the man from the Iron Palm Gang sent the tea, bowls, and plates flying into the air.

Mu Nianci drew her willow-leaf knife from her waist with a swift motion. The long knife spun silently, its movement like flowing water and swirling in the air. The tea spilled in the air was forced into a fan shape by the light of the knife.

However, after only a few moves, Mu Nianci was struck in the shoulder by a palm strike, and the willow-leaf knife in her hand flew out and embedded itself in the roof beam, the blade trembling and emitting a series of buzzing sounds.

Mu Yi suddenly lunged forward, his fist flying diagonally upward toward the face of the Iron Palm Gang man.

The man from the Iron Palm Gang shouted, "Well done!" and pushed out with his iron palms. With a "bang," Mu Yi's sleeves fluttered like waves, his body swayed, and finally, unable to withstand the force, he staggered back and leaned against the wall to stop.

"father!"

Mu Nianci rushed towards Mu Yi.

"Come here!" The young master sneered and reached out to grab Mu Nianci.

Mu Yi kicked up the iron spear standing against the wall, held the spear with both hands, and with a move called "Sweeping Across a Thousand Armies," he dodged the Iron Palm Gang man. In an instant, the iron spear shot out and pierced towards the young master.

The Iron Palm Clan member suddenly lunged forward, slapping Mu Yi's right shoulder with one hand while using the other to disarm him and snatch the iron spear.

"The Yang family's spear technique... that man is in danger!" Hu Yanlei exclaimed.

Zhou Yan had already rushed out.

Hu Yanlei removed the gun holster, held the gun in both hands, and under the bright lights of the inn, the iron gun leaped up, its tip piercing out like a phantom.

Amidst the mist and smoke, the young master beside Mu Nianci was sent flying towards the Iron Palm Gang man by Zhou Yan's "Iron Mountain Lean," while he grabbed Mu Yi's belt.

Mu Yi felt a powerful force coming from his lower back, and his body was pulled backward. Zhou Yan continued his momentum and passed by Mu Yi.

Just as the Iron Palm Clan disciple caught the young master flying towards him, Zhou Yan bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and with a whoosh, pushed it outward. The man heard the sharp force of the palm wind and hurriedly struck out with his own palm.

With a loud bang, the man stumbled backward, knocking over many tables and chairs along the way. Before he could regain his balance, Zhou Yan followed up with another "Regretful Dragon" attack.

The man was terrified and desperately pushed out a palm strike.

The two palms struck each other, raising dust and smoke. Zhou Yan's hard-earned internal energy shone brightly. With a crack, the man's arm was broken, and his body flew straight out of the inn, where he fainted.

Behind him, Huyan Lei's spear unleashed an attack like a raging tide.

In addition to his own Hu family spear technique, the bodyguard has now also practiced the Yue family spear technique, making his spear skills far superior to Mu Yi's.

The young master and his men felt only the flickering, cold-winded spears before their eyes. They were forced to retreat towards the outside of the inn. The moment the young master, who wanted to abduct the bride, passed by Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan used his free-hand technique to seize him, lift him up, and throw him away.

With a loud thud, the young master, seeing stars, rolled several times on the ground before staggering to his feet. "Well, you dare..."

Hu Yanlei was genuinely afraid that Zhou Yan would use lethal force.

If no one was around, he would have stabbed them one by one to his heart's content, but this was a bustling dock, and they were escorting goods, so he moved swiftly and appeared beside Zhou Yan, angrily saying.

"roll!"

Huyan Lei's leopard-like head and piercing eyes exuded an imposing aura. His shout was like thunder, and the young master, who was about to utter some harsh words, lost his temper and vented his anger on his subordinates, "A bunch of useless trash, why don't you carry your master away!"

The young master gave Zhou Yan and Hu Yanlei a fierce look, then turned and left.

……

Seeing that the danger had been averted, Mu Yi stepped forward and said gratefully, "Thank you both for your righteous help."

“No problem!” Hu Yanlei and Zhou Yan bowed.

Mu Yi hurriedly said to the innkeeper, "Innkeeper, I will compensate for the damaged tables and chairs."

The shopkeeper, who had been running a business in Fenglingdu for a long time and was used to fighting and killing, smiled and said, "Alright, thank you, sir."

Mu Yi bowed to the shopkeeper before turning to Mu Nianci and saying, "Daughter, why don't you come over and thank me for saving your life?"

Mu Nianci was naturally grateful and stepped forward to say, "Thank you both,镖爷 (bodyguards/escorts)."

"You're welcome!"

After a brief exchange, Mu Nianci stepped behind Mu Yi.

Zhou Yan said kindly, "That scoundrel might bring people to retaliate, so it's not advisable to stay here any longer."

"Don't worry, my benefactor. My daughter and I will set off tomorrow."

“Very well then. We are busy, so we will take our leave,” Huyan Lei said.

"Take care, gentlemen."

Mu Yi and Mu Nianci saw the old man and the young man off at the inn, watching them ride into the night and eventually disappear from sight.

　The previous chapter has been revised, changing Huang Rong's horse-stealing scene to horse-buying. Those who have already read it can reread it. The "Jade Lion Under the Night" is not a husky; in the original plot, Zhou Yan summoned it back by whistling. Huang Rong hasn't been unfairly maligned either, as she will still appear when the Yellow River Gang takes action on the water. Also, I hope readers won't accuse the protagonist of mindless harem building just because he interacts with a female character. Interactions with original characters are unavoidable; their appearances only serve to advance the plot. Furthermore, this is fan fiction, and there will be a lot of derivative work; it won't strictly follow the original story. Finally, this is wuxia fan fiction; my focus is on the story and the chivalry. My writing skills are limited, so please support me if you like it, and be tolerant if you don't. I'm just a small-time author.

　　
　
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