The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Starting from the Bodyguard

Chapter 91 Dragon and Tiger Clash in the Capital, Huang Rong Repays a Favor (Please Subscribe)
The sound of steel staffs and cymbals clashing created ripples that spread outwards. Lingzhi Shangren intercepted Ke Zhen'e, both of them moving with overwhelming force. Amidst the thunderous clash of weapons, their intertwined figures moved like a millstone, shattering lanterns hanging in the street one by one, and sending flames flying like a peacock spreading its tail.

"Go to the Prince's Mansion and find Senior Ouyang!" Liang Ziweng shouted to his disciples, raising his right hand and sending three bone-piercing nails hurtling towards Zhu Cong who was rushing towards him.

Zhu Cong reached out and grabbed a soldier from the Prince of Zhao's residence, holding him in front of him. With a loud "Ah!", three iron nails struck the soldier.

Liang Ziweng, however, took the opportunity to stop Han Xiaoying and Guo Jing.

Amidst the chaotic fighting, Wanyan Honglie stood up and picked up a steel knife from the ground. Although the situation was perilous, the seasoned warrior remained composed. He retreated towards the members of the royal family while his eyes darted around quickly. When he saw Ouyang Ke and Wanyan Kang rushing towards him, he was overjoyed. "Mr. Ouyang, help me capture these bandits!"

"Your Highness, do not worry." Ouyang Ke laughed and used the "Instant Thousand Miles" lightness skill of White Camel Mountain. He appeared in front of Zhu Cong and Han Baoju in a flash. He immediately used his family's secret technique, "Divine Camel Snow Mountain Palm", and attacked with his palm, blocking the two.

Wanyan Kang then rushed over and snatched a large spear from his personal guard.

"Protect Father!" he shouted, raising his spear and advancing. With a series of powerful movements, including "Stepping Tiger" and "Incense Stick Towards Heaven," the spear tip flashed as he thrust straight at Guo Jing, who was using the "Yue Maiden Sword Technique" in conjunction with Han Xiaoying against Liang Ziweng.

Wanyan Honglie felt more and more at ease, but the next moment, he saw more than a dozen menacing people swarming towards him on the long street half a mile away.

"Where did all these thieves come from?" Wanyan Honglie turned to the members of the imperial clan and said, "Let's go!"

He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped. He reached up and touched his lower back, and Wanyan Honglie saw black blood on his hand. He figured he must have been hit by a poisoned hidden weapon.

"Your Highness..." As the guards surrounded them, Wanyan Honglie said urgently, "Go to the Prince's residence and find Mr. Ouyang."

More than a dozen guards escorted Wanyan Honglie as they began to retreat towards the Prince's Palace.

A hundred paces away, the opportunistic Cui Changshun shouted, "Quick, quick, protect the king!"

A former escort from Fu'an Escort Agency went to Changfeng Escort Agency and quickly became a master escort.

When Shi Xiangui, Cui Qingshan, and others came to join him, Helian Chuncheng, who wanted to compete with the Fu'an Escort Agency, was overjoyed. Shi Xiangui was still the head of the escort agency, but his monthly salary was doubled. All the other escorts who joined him received the same treatment. He also promoted Cui Changshun to the position of escort.

Helian Chuncheng didn't care about Cui Changshun's low martial arts skills; he was trying to win over Shi Xiangui, Cui Qingshan, and others.

Cui Changshun is an opportunist and cunning scoundrel. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as he can get in touch with the Prince Zhao's mansion, killing Zhou Yan will be as easy as crushing an ant.

Seeing the Prince's troops retreating, he shouted anxiously.

Zhou Yan had already approached, and behind him was Huang Rong wearing a mask of the Earth God. Further away in the crowd, Zhang Wangyue was walking through the crowd wearing a mask of Huang Lingguan.

……

The noise was like boiling water, and the long street was littered with overturned tables and chairs, floor lanterns, and discarded dragon and lion figurines.

As Zhou Yan walked forward, he bent down and picked up the iron lion head from the ground. He began to move, and after a few steps, he unleashed a powerful whistling sound, and the iron lion head in his hand was suddenly raised high.

A terrifying killing intent emanated from the flank. Cui Qingshan, feeling a chill run down his spine, turned his head to scan the area. Suddenly, the man wearing the Kitchen God mask spun around, and his enormous lion head, seemingly carrying the force of an avalanche, slammed down upon him.

"Changshun, be careful."

As soon as Cui Changshun turned his head, the lion's head loomed larger in his vision. He raised his hands in a "Heavenly King Holding a Pagoda" gesture and screamed hysterically, "Uncle, help!"

"Bang!" The lion's head fell down.

Zhou Yan already possessed a pair of iron arms. He diligently practiced Quanzhen internal energy cultivation, ate the blood and gall of the Great Treasure Snake, and enhanced his internal strength through more than ten years of arduous training. With both internal and external cultivation, the iron lion head he had acquired was more than a hundred pounds in weight.

With a "crack," Cui Changshun's arms were smashed to pieces, and the iron lion head landed squarely on his face.

Black hair and red blood splattered into the air.

Cui Changshun, who had just been promoted to bodyguard, collapsed on the ground like a lump of mud.

"Ah!" Cui Qingshan howled and lunged at Zhou Yan, pulling out his abacus.

Zhou Yan pulled his arm back, and the iron lion head flew back and was thrown out again.

Cui Qingshan swung his abacus, smashing it down on the iron lion's head like a millstone.

With a "thud," the lion's head was smashed and swung to the side. In Cui Qingshan's line of sight, a dark, hard boot loomed larger.

With Cui Qingshan's cultivation level, how could he possibly smash the lion's head with a single abacus? Zhou Yan was only trying to finish the battle quickly, so he was holding back his strength and making a feint. His real killing move was the "Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Kick." The lanterns hanging on the long street were swept wildly by the swinging lion's head, and some lanterns exploded with a "bang," sending fragments flying. In an instant, Zhou Yan's right foot extended inward and flicked, bending and kicking back.

Amidst a series of loud thuds, Cui Qingshan retreated continuously, his chest covered in dusty footprints. Zhou Yan's legs moved in a coordinated manner, sometimes darting left and right, sometimes closing in, and with a sudden, unpredictable kick, he struck Cui Qingshan in the jaw, causing the large man to tumble and fall heavily to the ground.

Zhou Yan took a step forward and stomped on the other person's head.

Behind him, Huang Rong, wearing a mask of the Earth Goddess, paused in surprise.

"Whirlwind Sweep Leaf Kick, how could the bodyguard know Father's martial arts?"

The soft whip, appearing out of nowhere, coiled around Zhou Yan's ankle as it was about to strike Cui Qingshan. He pulled his foot back and retreated half a zhang. He sensed a sharp wind behind him and was about to slash horizontally with his hand to unleash the "Divine Dragon Tail Swing" when suddenly Zhou Yan heard a voice say something.

"It's one of our own!"

The moment the words left his lips, Huang Rong appeared in his peripheral vision.

Zhou Yan was taken aback. Although the newcomer was wearing a mask of the Earth God, who else could it be but Huang Rong with that voice and figure?
Weren't we supposed to be going to Lin'an Prefecture? How did we end up in Zhongdu?

"Hey, who taught you your leg techniques?" Huang Rong asked, answering in a swift motion, "I'm here to return the horse."

"It's a long story, I'll explain later."

Zhou Yan swung the lion's head and smashed it down on Cui Qingshan, who was on the ground.

Yin Kexi's attack on Zhou Yan failed, but his soft whip entangled Cui Qingshan, pulling him away with a whoosh.

The lion head in Zhou Yan's hand fell to the ground with a loud thud, shattering the bricks and stones on the ground and sending debris flying in all directions.

Yin Kexi came to Cui Qingshan's rescue. Shi Xiangui, unsure of Zhou Yan's strength despite wearing the Kitchen God mask, dared not be overconfident and picked up a dragon head from the ground to rush towards Zhou Yan.

Most of the people who perform dragon and lion dances during the Lantern Festival come from martial arts schools in Zhongdu City. They all have considerable strength and a solid foundation in external martial arts. Therefore, the lion heads and dragon heads they use are mostly cast in iron. The head of the former Fu'an Escort Agency comes in with a fierce momentum, as if he is carrying a large iron hammer.

On the chaotic street, Zhang Wangyue, wearing the mask of Huang Lingguan, leaped up and tore down a ten-foot-long, wrist-thick bamboo stick from the air, from which lanterns were hung. He was a descendant of Yue Fei's army and was proficient in both spear and staff.

Zhang Wangyue wielded the "Five-Stroke Eight Trigrams Staff," his bamboo staff swirling like an angry dragon, rushing out to intercept Helian Chuncheng and his men.

The young master of Changfeng Escort Agency was taken aback. The masked man was skilled in stick fighting and was not to be underestimated. He ignored Wanyan Honglie, leaped up, and also grabbed a bamboo stick and rushed towards Zhang Wangyue.

……

Zhou Yan glanced back in the direction of the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan. The fierce fighting had engulfed the entire street, with flickering flames from burning lanterns and billowing smoke and dust. The situation seemed to be at a stalemate.

He quickly looked away and said to Huang Rong, "I understand what you mean. You can leave here now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he brandished the lion's head and charged towards Shi Xiangui.

Huang Rong watched Zhou Yan's retreating figure and muttered, "You still haven't said who taught you the leg techniques."

As soon as she finished speaking, she nimbly darted out to meet a bodyguard who had come from Fu'an to join Changfeng. She slashed diagonally with her left palm, punched with her right fist, and kicked out with her right leg at the same time. This move, "Three-Strike Combo," was one move, but it contained three strikes.

This was a move she learned from Hou Tonghai when she was chasing him. The bodyguard was caught off guard and retreated in a panic. Huang Rong pressed her right thumb against her little finger and stretched out her index, middle, and ring fingers, sticking them out like a three-pronged fork. She was using a fork technique called "Yaksha Probing the Sea".

With a "thud," the bodyguard who had been struck in the chest fell to the ground, and Huang Rong, in a flash, attacked Cui Qingshan, who was being protected by Yin Kexi.

She had long seen that Zhou Yan intended to kill the other party.

If someone gives you a peach, you should give him a plum in return.

Zhou Yan lent me the horse, so I'll help him kill this man, and maybe a few more, and we'll be even.

Her mindset was exactly the same as Huang Yaoshi's; she would rather teach Zhou Yan a martial art than owe him a favor.

　I stayed up all night writing 10,000 words, and spent the whole morning revising them. I didn't even have time for a launch message. So, let's keep it simple: thank you to all the authors for your support of this book; I'm truly grateful. It's published now, I'm relieved. I won't think about the data anymore; I can focus on writing a good novel in peace and quiet. I'll write a passionate and exhilarating martial arts world. Thank you, martial arts novels; thank you, the martial arts world; thank you, authors.

　　
　
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