The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Starting from the Bodyguard

Chapter 73 Two Masters of Quanzhen Come to the Snowstorm

The moment Zhou Yan grabbed Lei Luo and ran away, Helian Chuncheng's handsome and rugged face darkened. He had brought Lei Luo to the Fu'an Escort Agency precisely to test their reaction and their bottom line.

The other side responded with the strongest possible counterattack.

A local tyrant that even a powerful dragon can't suppress?
But this is just the beginning.

In an instant, Zhou Yan had arrived at the door.

Yin Kexi glanced at Helian Chuncheng, and seeing the other man's somber expression, he quickly looked away and snorted coldly, "Manager Lei is, after all, a member of the Changfeng Escort Agency. If he's leaving, we'll be the ones taking him with us."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lunged forward, his right hand drawing a soft whip. The whip vibrated with a hum, striking Zhou Yan from the air like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.

Hearing the wind whistling behind him, Zhou Yan turned his left hand around and grabbed the soft whip five inches behind.

He learned spear techniques from Yang Tiexin. The Yang family's spear formation was invincible, and their "Returning Spear" was a unique skill passed down through generations. Its subtlety even surpassed the technique he learned from Huyan Lei. He held the soft whip in his left hand, which was half of the third variation of the "Returning Spear." If he were facing an enemy with a spear, before the enemy could retract it, he would thrust the spear forward with his right hand, instantly taking the opponent's life.

Zhou Yan gripped Lei Luo in his right hand, not aiming to attack Yin Kexi. His body was already stretched out, and his strength was at its peak. With his right hand holding Lei Luo and his left hand pulling the whip, he rushed out as fast as lightning and thunder.

Yin Kexi never expected that in his fight with Zhou Yan earlier that morning, his soft whip would be taken away by the other party, and in this fight, he would be caught by the strange skill of disarming someone with bare hands.

He channeled his internal energy, causing his legs to drop like a thousand pounds, and used his strength to snatch the whip.

In an instant, a surge of powerful energy emanated from the taut, supple whip, far exceeding the force of their whip-snatching duel that morning.

In fact, the two are currently evenly matched in terms of cultivation. Yin Kexi is at a disadvantage because Zhou Yan's aura is at its peak and his arm strength is outstanding. Therefore, when he tried to forcibly take the whip, he not only failed but was also dragged by Zhou Yan and slid off the wooden floor, leaving a clear footprint in front of everyone.

Enraged, Yin Kexi used Zhou Yan's pulling force to leap forward like a gust of wind, creating a whooshing sound, and punched straight at Zhou Yan's "central acupoint" on his spine.

Zhou Yan abandoned his whip and unleashed another backhand slash, the same move "Divine Dragon Swings its Tail" from the "Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms" he had just used.

With a dull thud, ripples spread through the air, and dust billowed everywhere. Yin Kexi stumbled backward and landed hard on a chair. The chair couldn't withstand the force and shattered into pieces with a crack. He leaped up, looking utterly disheveled.

The two镖师 (bodyguards) from Changfeng镖局 (Changfeng Escort Agency) shouted in unison and chased after him. Zhou Yan, however, used the momentum to reach the courtyard and, using the "Golden Goose Skill," disappeared into the corridor with a few leaps.

Helian Chuncheng reacted quickly, stood up and cupped his hands, saying, "Manager Duan, there are some inside stories about Manager Lei that I am truly unaware of. I will go and ask them to find out."

"Young Master Helian, please take care."

“No problem!” Helian Chuncheng stood up and strode out of the council hall. Yin Kexi picked up the soft whip and quickly followed.

……

"let me go."

"Master Zhou, let's talk this out."

"Ah, help!"

Lei Luo felt a strong wind whistling past his ears, and snowflakes stinging his face like a thousand needles. The houses and courtyards around him seemed to shift and recede into the distance. He was just a shrewd and calculating merchant. Having lost control of the escort agency, he was in a life-or-death situation and couldn't care less about saving face. He begged for mercy and for help.

Mu Nianci was still immersed in her understanding of spear techniques after Zhou Yan's guidance when she suddenly heard cries for help. She looked up and saw Zhou Yan stretching out his figure, grabbing a fat man and rushing away.

What's going on?
Before Mu Nianci could react, thunderous cheers erupted from the martial arts arena.

"Brother Zhou is about to throw Lei Luo, the head manager of Sihai, out of the escort agency. How satisfying!"

Shi Baichuan tapped his palm with his iron fan and laughed heartily, "That was satisfying, Brother Zhou, you were truly magnificent."

Yang Tiexin was reserved, but his eyes couldn't hide the smile.

Mu Nianci snapped out of her daze and cursed, "Serves you right!"

Then she saw two bodyguards from the Changfeng Escort Agency chasing after Zhou Yan.

With two quick "whoosh" sounds, Wang Kui darted away. Mu Nianci didn't hesitate and gave chase, gun in hand. Yang Tiexin's reaction was quick, but his agility wasn't his strong suit. In just a moment, he saw his daughter and several bodyguards flash by in the corridor ahead before disappearing inside.

……

Celestial jade and precious stones, scattered like willow catkins and goose feathers.

The snow is falling heavily.

On the long street where the Fu'an Escort Agency was located, two Taoist priests walked briskly.

The Taoist priest on the left has a white beard and eyebrows, and a kind expression.

The Taoist on the right has long eyebrows and handsome eyes, with sparse black beards under his chin, and wears white socks and gray shoes.

Both men appeared to be distinguished, like elaborately dressed Taoist priests.

"Senior brother, that bodyguard Zhou Yan is quite a remarkable person. The day he fought Ouyang Ke and was injured, I saw him using Chief Hong's Dragon Subduing Palm technique, so I followed him. When we arrived at the courtyard, he was practicing internal energy to heal his injuries, but he wasn't quite sure how. I couldn't help but remind him that he could use the 'Five Hearts Facing Heaven' method to circulate his energy and heal. Guess how he replied?" said the Taoist on the right.

The Taoist mentioned Zhou Yan and recounted his injury during a fight with Ouyang Ke, whose opponent was none other than Wang Chuyi, the Jade Yangzi of the Quanzhen Sect.

Upon hearing this, the white-bearded and white-browed Taoist said, "Master Zhou naturally thanks you, Taoist Master."

"Wrong, he said something about 'five hearts facing the sky'."

The Taoist priest paused for a moment, then smiled.

"After crossing this street, and continuing for a few more miles, we will reach the residence of Escort Zhou."

"Would it be alright if you took me there?"

"If it is appropriate, then there is an opportunity, and one can act as one pleases. If one thinks of it, one can visit."

"Junior brother's words make sense."

"Also, the eight-treasure rice that Zhou the镖师 (bodyguard) made was really delicious. I still can't forget it."

"What my junior brother said makes my mouth water."

As the two were talking, a young man rushed out from under the gate of the security company and slammed the person he was carrying to the ground.

With a "thud," snowflakes scattered, and the man slid several feet away amidst hysterical screams, disappearing into the snowdrift at the base of the wall, where he remained motionless.

Wang Chuyi was taken aback for a moment, then muttered to himself, "That man is Zhou the bodyguard."

The Taoist priest accompanying him smiled slightly, "He seems to have a very fiery temper."

There must be a reason for this.

Suddenly, Wang Chuyi and Danyangzi saw a bodyguard rush out, drawing his sword and slashing down with the force of thunder. Zhou Yan retreated ten feet in a flash, and a porter at the door threw a straight knife at him.

Zhou Yan caught the knife, took a step forward, and thrust the knife diagonally upwards.

"Eh?" The white-browed, white-bearded Taoist priest exclaimed in surprise, "This is the 'Stabilizing Yang Needle.' Did my junior brother teach him the Quanzhen Sword Technique?"

Wang Chuyi was puzzled, "No!"

Yu Yangzi has finished speaking, so I would like to add the following:
"I swear, there really isn't one, senior brother."

　I'm so sorry, please allow me to add an extra chapter tomorrow. I just can't write anymore. I went to bed at 5:30 AM and got up at 8 AM to work. I always doze off while writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)