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Chapter 79 That's your problem. We'll fight you whether you want to or not!

"What do you mean by that? We don't want to see brothers fighting amongst themselves."

"Moreover, your father's last words were not to ask about grudges or favors. Didn't you go against his wishes by killing Ma San?" Seventh Master and Fifth Master sighed repeatedly.

Gong Ruomei stood in the hall, gazing ahead, and slowly said:
"You also know what my father said, that we must abide by it?"

“My father said that people should be grateful and have a clear sense of right and wrong.”

“My father said, ‘Never forget kindness and never forget your ancestors.’”

"My father also said that since foreigners are bullying us, we should strive to become stronger. We can't become famous heroes, but we can't become traitors just to stand up for ourselves!"

Do you remember what my father said?

Gong Ruomei looked around, and the nearly one hundred people were completely silent.

“I understand what you all have to say. You two are brothers who have kowtowed to my father, sworn oaths, and broken the soles of his shoes.”

“My father is dead. You should be the ones to go and reason with Ma San, but instead you come here to criticize me. You have been protected by the Gong family for many years.”

“I know Ma San is relying on the Japanese, but my Gong family hasn’t fallen yet! If he doesn’t come today, I will go find him.”

On the Gong family's territory, Gong Ruomei was furious, and no one dared to speak; they were all waiting for the "Three Elders of Fengtian."

Fifth Master Hou Fengwu said, "Hehe, what does it matter whether he comes or not? Many things are not up to human effort, but up to fate!"

Gong Ruomei said, "I don't care about fate. Martial artists only believe in their fists. Uncles, please leave! Old Jiang, see the guests out!"

Jiang Ming, who had been following closely behind, stepped forward with the monkey on his shoulder baring its teeth. "Please, everyone."

Although Hou Fengwu and Hao Mingqi always sat in the main seats because of their seniority, this was still the Gong family's residence.

The two exchanged a glance, while their disciples behind them drew their swords in a tense standoff.

Because Gong Baotian was brothers with Fifth Master and Seventh Master, Gong Ruomei said this much.

Expelling someone means you've completely broken off relations.

"Hmph, women who don't stay home to support their husbands and raise their children, and who don't listen to the advice of their elders, will suffer the consequences."

Seeing that they could not persuade her, the two got up and walked past Gong Ruomei. The disciples followed in single file out, from the main hall to the courtyard.

The academy had even more disciples, and with the addition of the Gong family from various sects, many people from the entire Northeast martial arts world had come.

The snow fell even heavier.

The two elders were about to leave with their disciples when something completely unexpected happened at the gate.

White beard and eyebrows, tall, thin, and old.

Armless.

He stood motionless in the wind and snow, watching the two elders with an indescribable determination in his eyes.

The two elders felt guilty upon seeing this.

After standing there for a while, no one spoke.

"Brother Tian, ​​what brings you here? Let's try to persuade the second daughter together." Hao Mingqi's voice wasn't loud, but it was still audible.

Gong Ruomei was inside the house when she heard footsteps stop in the courtyard. Looking through the window, she saw the armless old man from the alley entrance.

He then turned and walked out to see what was going on.

Gong Ruomei was puzzled when she overheard Hao Mingqi's words. She didn't recognize the armless old man in front of her.

The silent, armless old man spoke up: "That's your business. I have no connection with Gong Baotian, so I can't offer any advice."

This question puzzled Gong Ruomei. If they had no relationship, why was she blocking the door?
But before she could step forward, the armless old man said again, "I'm looking for the two of you. Did you receive the challenge?"

The two elders were taken aback, then remembered that their disciples had mentioned yesterday that Tian Jingjie had issued a challenge, regardless of life or death. However, they hadn't paid any attention to it at the time. On the one hand, Gong Ruomei's arrival in Fengtian the next day was a major event, and on the other hand, Tian Jingjie was already crippled, seven of his eight disciples had died, and the other had been sent to the south to recuperate.

And even if they come back, what good will it do?

Even at its strongest, Xinyi Liuhe Hall wasn't considered a major sect. The Gong family also had Xingyi Quan, so who would choose to become their disciple far away?

“Brother Tian, ​​Bao Tian’s only daughter has returned home for her funeral. Respect for the deceased is paramount; let’s discuss this matter later.” “That’s right, respect for the deceased is paramount.” Tian Jingjie nodded silently.

"Then it should be made clearer: all of my more than ten people in the Liuhe Hall, more than ten children, the youngest of whom was only fifteen years old, were hacked to death in pools of blood, their bodies never to be found!"

"The wronged spirits still linger, screaming and wailing. Every night they tell me how much pain they were in. They said it hurt when their arms were chopped off, it hurt when their thighs were cut off, but it stopped hurting when their necks were twisted!"

Finally, ask why! Ask for the reasons!

"Why were you ambushed and killed the day you left your gym? Why did you invite all your disciples to spar? Why did the Black Dragon Society happen to be lying in ambush nearby?"

"I, Tian Jingjie, can't answer that. All I feel is torment. Do you understand?"

Tian Jingjie became more and more agitated as she spoke, her eyes red and tears streaming down her face, but no one spoke. Even though Gong Ruomei was far away, she could feel the old woman's deathly intent.

The two elders appeared calm on the surface, but their hearts were in turmoil.

A year has passed since that incident. The Japanese discovered that Tian Jingjie had participated in the Boxer Rebellion and killed many Japanese people. However, the Northeast Army was still maintaining order in Fengtian City and dared not use guns, so they resorted to underhanded tactics.

Let the two exhaust the disciples of the Six Harmonies Hall, then ambush them on the way.

When the two discovered that Tian Jingjie was not dead but had two arms, they closed the boxing gym and went into hiding.

But what can a martial artist do without arms?

So I didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, a year later, they came knocking on my door.

"I am also suffering from what Brother Tian has gone through, and I deeply regret it," Hou Fengwu said.

"It's a pity we couldn't eliminate the problem completely, isn't it?" Tian Jingjie calmed down.

"That's completely unfounded. Brother Tian, ​​are you insulting me?" Hou Fengwu feigned anger, his acting skills were superb.

At this moment, another person came out from outside the gate. He was about thirty years old, as tall and thin as Tian Jingjie, but with prominent brow bones and deep cheekbones, and had an unusual appearance.

The two do look somewhat alike.

It was Chen Zhan.

He said, “Indeed, the Three Elders of Fengtian cannot tolerate such humiliation. It’s just right, let’s settle both the old and new scores together, according to the rules of the martial arts world.”

The two elders' gazes sharpened. They saw that although Chen Zhan was ugly, his bones and flesh were solid, and they couldn't tell what kind of person he was.

“Yes, let’s not talk about what happened back then. According to the rules of the martial arts world, the challenge was sent three days ago. If you accept it, it means you have accepted it. Today is the perfect day,” Tian Jingjie added.

"You insist on making your move on the day my brother Baotian passes away? Can't you wait even a day?" Hao Mingqi said angrily.

Chen Zhan stepped forward again and stood next to Tian Jingjie.

"Master Gong has been gone for twenty days. Are you going to observe three years of mourning? Besides, your business with the Gong family is your business, but today's matter with the Liuhe Hall is something you have to fight whether you want to or not!"

Hao Mingqi and Hou Fengwu appeared calm when they came to the Gong family, but they were actually very uneasy. People who have done wrong are afraid of being haunted, so they brought almost all of their top disciples with them on this trip.

"Master, let me teach him a lesson." A middle-aged man behind Hao Mingqi had been wanting to take action for a while, seeing Chen Zhan's arrogance.

Hao Ming nodded. The middle-aged man took two steps forward, clearing away the snow with his footsteps. "If you want to challenge my master, you're from a different generation. You'll have to get past me first."

After speaking, he did not clasp his hands in a gesture of respect.

Chen Zhan didn't care. He stepped forward, his figure swaying, and slowly walked up to the other person.

The middle-aged man threw a powerful punch, but it didn't touch Chen Zhan's chest.

A terrifying cracking sound followed: "Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The sound was so loud it was almost eerie.

Blood splattered out along with the snowflakes.

The middle-aged man was sent flying backwards, and in mid-air, everyone witnessed a horrifying scene: his chest had completely collapsed.

One palm!
My chest cavity is empty!

(End of this chapter)