The Martial Lord of the Troubled World

Chapter 23 Thank you, Young Master Fu, for the reward.

At this point, the unrelated people had already dispersed, leaving enough space for Cao Tian and his two companions.

Wang Shuisheng and Sun Youzhu flanked Cao Tian from the left and right, respectively. Cao Tian, ​​however, remained indifferent, seemingly unconcerned about the upcoming battle.

The three of them stood still. Wang Shuisheng and Sun Youzhu didn't waste any words. They exchanged a glance and then attacked Cao Tian at the same time.

Wang Shuisheng usually practices boxing, and his punches are fast and powerful. This punch was aimed directly at Cao Tian's throat, at a vicious angle.

Sun Youzhu's specialty was legwork; his right leg was like a whip, delivering a side kick to Cao Tian's left temple.

Although Wang Shuisheng and Sun Youzhu had a history of conflict and didn't get along well, they cooperated quite well when facing a common enemy.

The combined attack of a punch and a kick almost blocked all of Cao Tian's escape routes, which even surprised Fu Juemin—he had never received such "treatment" when he usually hired two people as sparring partners.

Looking at Cao Tian, ​​he didn't even raise his eyelids in the face of their attacks.

He didn't even look at the kick Sun Youzhu was sending, but instead took half a step towards Wang Shuisheng.

Immediately following a shoulder movement, a punch, delivered after the initial movement, struck Wang Shuisheng's shoulder.

Wang Shuisheng winced in pain, groaned, and staggered backward. But Cao Tian wasn't about to let him go. He lowered his body and pressed forward, using his left arm to block Sun Youzhu's kick, while his right hand gripped Wang Shuisheng's neck. He pushed and blocked to the side, then raised his elbow.
"Bang!" "Bang!"

In just a few rounds, Wang Shuisheng and Sun Youzhu were both sent flying by a punch to the chest and a kick to the abdomen!

"it is good!"

The Black Shark Gang's advisor was the first to shout his approval, his face beaming with joy.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he was the only one clapping, and all the Fu family guards in the room were staring at him with hostile eyes. He then remembered that this was not the scene of a gang fight at the dock.

He immediately gave an awkward laugh and shut his mouth in embarrassment.

"That was a really good play."

Sitting on the soft couch, Fu Juemin smiled and nodded, then asked:

"What kind of punch are you doing?"

"Life and Death Fist".

Cao Tian replied calmly.

Fu Juemin was taken aback, and the Black Shark Gang advisor next to him immediately shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about?! Young Master Fu, he practices Tongbei."

"Oh."

Fu Juemin smiled dismissively, looked at the arrogant Cao Tian in front of him, thought for a moment, and then gave the order.

"Bring him a stool and make him a cup of tea."

"Thank you for the seat, Young Master Fu. Please enjoy the tea."

Cao Tian didn't react much, but the clerk, being quick-witted, immediately thanked him.

Fu Juemin stopped paying attention, closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed the massage from the massage therapist.

No one spoke in the practice room. Everyone waited quietly for about twenty minutes until the massage ended. Fu Juemin opened his eyes, and the still air in the practice room began to circulate again.

Fu Juemin got up from the soft couch, stretched his body, and his muscles and bones made a slight sound like a bowstring being stretched.

"Okay."

The craftsmen at Xing'an Hall are very skilled, and with the help of their special medicinal oil, Fu Juemin feels completely refreshed and his condition has returned to its peak.

Without saying a word, Cao Tian walked straight to the opposite side of him.

"Young Master Fu, please."

Fu Juemin had just witnessed Cao Tian's fight and could tell that Cao Tian's strength and skills far surpassed those of ordinary Bone Forging cultivators. He was the most formidable opponent Fu Juemin had ever encountered since he began practicing martial arts.

Although it was just a sparring match, Fu Juemin was still quite serious about it.

He thought for a moment, then started with Mingquan (a type of fist technique) and launched the first attack on Cao Tian.

Cao Tian didn't dodge, but raised his hand to block, and then threw a punch back. After a few rounds of back and forth, Fu Juemin took a punch to his left rib and staggered a couple of steps to the side.

"Young Master Fu, you flatter me."

Cao Tian bowed to Fu Juemin with a cold expression, behaving politely, but Fu Juemin still caught a fleeting, almost imperceptible, contempt in his eyes. "You'd better not give in!"

Fu Juemin smirked and threw a punch with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

Cao Tian raised his arm to block as usual, but unexpectedly, Fu Juemin's fist suddenly turned into a palm when it was close by.

Bajiquan Bone Forging Technique - Smashing a Stele!
With his mastery of the Eight Extremes Bone Forging Technique, combined with the full power and speed of his 9-point attack, Fu Juemin's palm strike was powerful and fierce, squeezing the air with his bare hand and even producing a slight whooshing sound.

"boom!"

The moment their hands and arms touched, Cao Tian's expression changed instantly.

Fu Juemin's blow felt like a foot-thick slab of bluestone crashing down on his chest. Although he managed to block it firmly, his arms ached terribly, and he staggered back two steps.

Before Cao Tian could recover from his surprise, Fu Juemin launched another series of attacks.

Cao Tian raised an eyebrow, his gaze becoming serious.

The two exchanged blows, and dull thuds echoed through the training room from time to time. What was supposed to be an ordinary sparring match was gradually taking on a dangerous tone.

Cao Tian became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten why he had come here, and treated the person opposite him as a true opponent.

The young master of the Fu family in front of him not only possessed exquisite and superb martial arts skills, but also seemed to have practiced martial arts for five or six years without having done so.

Moreover, despite only being at the mid-stage of Bone Forging, the speed and power of his punches were astonishing, even surpassing those of someone at the late-stage of Bone Forging.

And how did the other guy develop such a muscular physique? When he punched him, the other guy felt no pain, but when the other guy hit him, he always felt terrible for a long time.

So even though he landed more hits than his opponent, he couldn't gain any advantage at all. Instead, as time went on, his opponent gradually became familiar with his fighting style, and he began to fall into a disadvantageous position.

"call--"

Just then, a pair of iron fists came flying towards Cao Tian's face.

These two punches were swift and fierce, yet possessed an indescribable agility and unpredictability, like a pair of black pythons coiling around a pillar, opening their mouths to bite Cao Tian.

A ruthless glint flashed in Cao Tian's eyes. Instead of deliberately dodging the screen, he chose to attack instead of defend, throwing a punch at the opponent's neck. In the Black Shark Gang, his fighting style has always been known for its ferocity.

Just as Cao Tian was about to exchange his injury for another, he suddenly heard a soft laugh.

Cao Tian's years of experience fighting on the dock and in the arena made him instinctively sense that something was wrong. He wanted to change his move, but it was too late. With a muffled "thud," his opponent took Cao Tian's punch with his shoulder and arm. Then, the pair of black pythons wrapped around the pillar grabbed his arm and dragged him along.
The next second, a figure as thick as a wall rammed into his chest!

"boom!"

Cao Tian seemed to hear a cracking sound from his sternum, as if it could no longer bear the weight, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

He didn't fall; just before hitting the ground, he used a lever to brace himself and stood up.

But when he looked up and saw the handsome young man opposite him who had stopped and whose punches had stopped, Cao Tian gritted his teeth and finally said, "I lost."

The training room was silent for a few seconds until the Black Shark Gang's advisor shouted "Bravo!"

"Good! Well done, Young Master Fu!"

The Fu family guards also cheered and applauded.

"Well done, young master!"

"Young master, you have excellent skills!"

Fu Juemin stood there casually, and a servant came up to him to wipe his sweat.

He glanced at Cao Tian, ​​whose arrogance had completely vanished and who had fallen silent, and said to the Black Shark Gang's clerk beside him, "Your Black Shark Gang has chosen a good person. Before you leave, go to the accounting office and get one hundred silver dollars."

It'll be him again tomorrow. Remember to come early.

"Yes."

The Black Shark Gang's advisor respectfully agreed, then ran up and grabbed Cao Tian's sleeve, urging, "Hurry up and thank Young Master Fu for the reward!"

Cao Tian pursed his lips, and finally...
The straight back, as upright as a bamboo shoot, slowly bent down.

"Thank you for the reward, Young Master Fu."

(End of this chapter)