The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

Being direct and honest like this actually makes it easier to close a deal, and you don't need to waste too much time making up lies.

In addition, Fang Yun saw many people selling rare herbs, most of which were healing medicines. These things would sell well outside, but in the black market, there are many martial artists who live on the edge, and they have a greater demand for these medicines and can sell them for a higher price.

Fang Yun had bought similar items before.

Chapter 560 Shocking Waves Martial Arts School

Of course, Fang Yun's purpose in coming here today was not these. After circling around a few more times, he saw a square building at the corner of the street.

The building was surrounded by wooden railings, with blue brick walls and black eaves inside, resembling an antique style. Fang Yun curiously walked closer and saw several large characters written on it: "Jingtao Martial Arts School".

"I actually found it! What a coincidence!"

Fang Yun was in a hurry, so he didn't hesitate. The martial arts school seemed quite large. He figured the person he was looking for might be inside.

When Fang Yun approached the martial arts school, he found the door open and unguarded, and there was a commotion inside, as if people were arguing about something.

When Fang Yun went over to take a look, he found a group of people in the main hall of the martial arts school talking about something with red faces and thick necks. Outside the main hall, there were many young disciples who had drawn their blades.

"What's going on? Why are our own people fighting each other out of nowhere?"

Fang Yun was puzzled and wanted to go up and ask, but those people didn't care about him at all, busy with their own things and making a lot of noise.

"Senior brother, just listen to me this time. Those people have come here. Even a powerful dragon has to fear a local snake. This is a good opportunity for us to establish our authority."

"Moreover, I've heard that the origin of these people's martial arts and skills is still a mystery. I think the reason why many people here are afraid of them is because they don't know what their martial arts moves are. It's precisely because of the mystery that there is so much unfounded fear."

"This time, we'll capture them all and investigate their origins."

The woman who spoke was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a bright red training uniform with cloud patterns embroidered on it. She had fair and delicate skin and looked charming and lovely.

At this moment, the woman was indeed holding a three-foot-long sword in her hand, the tip of which was gleaming with a white light.

Standing opposite the woman was a man dressed in white training clothes. The man was quite handsome and was carrying a long sword.

"Junior sister, please listen to my advice. We know absolutely nothing about those people. As the saying goes, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.' If we go there now, we'll be crossing the river by feeling for stones. We may not be able to bear the consequences."

The woman retorted, "I think you're all just scared. You're all a bunch of cowards! My father used to say that he hoped our generation could revitalize the martial arts school. Now that the opportunity has come, you want to back down. Who do you think you're doing right by?"

The man stammered, "That doesn't mean we won't do it. What I mean is, let's not rush things and take it slow for now."

"Besides, junior sister, you can't even beat me. If you encounter those ruthless professional assassins, do you think you can resist them..."

Although it was just a casual remark, the woman in red immediately flew into a rage, raised the sharp sword in her hand, and said, "In that case, let's have a match, you and your fellow disciple!"

The young man waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Why are you doing this..."

But before the young man could finish speaking, the girl's sword was already there, thrusting directly at him. Helpless, the young man could only exchange a few blows with her.

He initially thought the girl would only exchange a few blows, but to his surprise, she fought faster and faster, forcing the young man to retreat repeatedly.

"Senior brother, if this is all you've got, then I advise you to stop talking and listen to me."

"This……"

The young man naturally disagreed with the girl's opinion.

"In that case, junior sister, you'd better watch yourself!"

As he spoke, the young man unleashed a flurry of sword blossoms, and the sharp aura emanating from the sword seemed to transform the entire world in an instant.

Fang Yun could tell from a distance that there was a huge difference in strength between the two, but the young man seemed to have just learned this sword technique, and his use of it did not seem very skillful, and there was still a bit of awkwardness in it.

But it's certainly enough to deal with that girl.

"Senior brother, is this the Crescent Moon Sword Technique that my father taught you? My father is so biased; he didn't teach me any of it. I want to see just how strong this new sword technique you've learned really is."

Although the girl was repeatedly repelled, she showed no intention of giving up and her attacks became increasingly fierce. The young man had no choice but to fight back with all his might.

However, it was clear that he was not very familiar with the sword technique, and he was often flustered. Just then, the girl accidentally twisted her ankle and fell to the side, landing right on the young man's sword.

The young man couldn't control the sword, and in his panic, he lost control even more. Just as the girl was about to be injured, Fang Yun stepped forward and pointed a finger at the young man's wrist. Instantly, the sword changed direction and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the girl's cheek grazed the blade, leaving a thin trail of blood.

Chapter 561 Questioning

Fang Yun's attack caused the man to fall to the ground, while the girl stood there, looking both confused and angry.

"Who are you? What are you doing at our martial arts school?"

The girl glanced at her senior brother lying on the ground, then at Fang Yun, a hint of contempt in her eyes.

Fang Yun remained silent and did not explain, but the young man on the other side quickly got up from the ground and said, "Junior sister, what are you doing? Be more polite. If this brother hadn't come over just now, I wouldn't have been able to stop my sword."

"Why are you such a soft-hearted person? You're unhappy that I'm lecturing you, aren't you? You can even make up stories like this. Now I finally know why you didn't listen to my plan. That's just how bold you are."

Upon hearing this, the young man could only helplessly say, "Junior sister, what do you want me to do to make you believe me? I'm doing this for everyone's safety, okay? Those people are extremely vicious. If we can't even protect our own lives, how can we, 860, revitalize our martial arts school?"

The young man tried to persuade her earnestly, but the girl didn't take it seriously. Instead, she thought he was just timid and hesitant.

As for Fang Yun, who was standing next to him, he also wanted to say something. Since he came in, he had seen many people practicing martial arts, but to be honest, these martial arts skills could only be considered ordinary.

Bullying a few ordinary people is no problem, but when facing professional assassins, they would probably suffer heavy losses no matter how many they tried.

However, Fang Yun was too lazy to remind them. They might think he was trying to disrupt morale and was deliberately causing trouble. In that case, why should Fang Yun bother with their business?

While the two men were talking, the front hall of the martial arts school gradually quieted down. Several instructors came out and shouted, which immediately silenced the noise.

Fang Yun looked in that direction and saw a man who looked to be around forty years old standing in front of the hall. His dignified appearance immediately calmed down many of the disciples who had been making a ruckus.

"Even the law enforcement elders have come out; it seems we'll have to punish a bunch of people today."

The young man standing next to Fang Yun muttered to himself.

"Today, I, Wang Lin, stand right here. If anyone dares to make a scene, they are going against me, Wang Lin. They are welcome to come and challenge me!"

"If you don't dare, then shut your dog mouths and stop making a racket that annoys people."

From a distance, Fang Yun could tell that, according to the martial arts world's ranking system, this law enforcement elder was probably at the level of a Grand Martial Master, equivalent to a Feng Shui cultivator at the half-step Bigu stage.

At this moment, Wang Lin was clearly using some internal energy as he spoke. His voice made him sound like a thunderous venerable sent down from heaven.

He was wearing a star-gray robe, and his trousers were a darker shade of twilight gray, giving him an aloof and unapproachable air.

At this moment, as he walked, it seemed as if countless pores all over his body were exuding a dangerous aura.

Seeing this, the disciples naturally dared not make any more noise.

Firstly, the law enforcement elder is highly skilled in martial arts, and if he were to make a move, I would most likely be unable to withstand it.

Secondly, the enforcement elders could directly expel the disciples from the martial arts school, and none of the people present wanted to bear such consequences.

After seeing the scene quickly calm down, Wang Lin's gaze immediately fell on Fang Yun's position.

His gaze first swept over the young man and the young woman, then fixed firmly on Fang Yun.

Then, he took three steps at a time, leaping several times, and arrived directly in front of Fang Yun.

The feeling was like a towering mountain suddenly appearing in front of Fang Yun, while Wang Lin looked down at him from above.

"You're not from the Jingtao Martial Arts School. What are you doing here? And you seem to have just injured one of our disciples?"

Wang Lin's tone was full of interrogation and threats, implying that he would take Fang Yun away and deal with him at the slightest disagreement.

Fang Yun was naturally displeased, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"I just wanted to visit your place, that's all. I didn't mean anything by it, and I had no idea that something like this would happen here today."

"Then why did you deliberately injure our disciple just now?" Wang Lin asked.

"I didn't. I just saw that he wasn't holding his sword properly and helped him out," Fang Yun said calmly.

At this moment, the elder in charge of law enforcement laughed: "You said you just saved him? He is one of the most skilled swordsmen here. You think you can save him so easily? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

At this moment, the young man suddenly said, "Elder, what this brother said is indeed correct. Just now, because I was practicing a sword technique that I was not very familiar with, I did not master it well and almost accidentally injured my junior sister."

"Thanks to this brother who knocked it down in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Chapter 562 Arrogance

"Is that so?" Wang Lin glanced at Fang Yun with disdain, looking completely unconvinced.

“It’s absolutely true, and my junior sister can testify to that.”

As he spoke, the young man leaned his shoulder against the girl. At first, the girl didn't want to speak, but the young man whispered a few more words of persuasion, and the girl finally spoke up: "Uncle Wang, I think we should just let it go. There's no point in teaching a stranger a lesson."

Wang Lin nodded in agreement, then looked at Fang Yun and said, "Since Miss has pleaded for you, you should leave the martial arts school immediately. If you dare to sneak in again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The elder in charge of law enforcement shouted.

Fang Yun had originally come here to ask about those professional assassins, so he couldn't just leave like that. He immediately asked, "Don't you believe I can save them? Or do you not believe in my swordsmanship?"

As he finished speaking, Fang Yun suddenly drew the long sword from the young man's waist and twirled it with one hand, creating a dazzling display of sword light. The sword light was a grayish-white color, with arcs drawn around Fang Yun as the center, eventually forming a sword circle.

To achieve this, one needs not only extremely fast sword-wielding speed, but also extremely precise control over the sword, being able to control the direction of the sword's momentum.

Even though Fang Yun stopped after using this move, it was enough to intimidate everyone in the audience. It can be said that no one else in the entire martial arts school has such a level of swordsmanship.

At this moment, the young man suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Brother, I knew your swordsmanship was good when you showed off that skill just now, but I didn't expect it to be so exquisite. Why don't you stay at my Jingtao Martial Arts School for a while?"

Not only this young man, but many disciples were also whispering among themselves, as they had never seen many instructors use this level of skill before.

At this moment, the girl in red still looked indifferent. Her Jingtao Martial Arts School was not known for its swordsmanship. If it were to switch to their specialty, fist techniques, would Fang Yun still have any airs?

Moreover, Fang Yun appears to be a martial arts master, a level that many of his elite disciples at his martial arts school possess. Even if their swordsmanship is inferior to his, a few punches from him would be enough to overwhelm him.

As for the elder in charge of law enforcement, a cold glint appeared in his eyes. He had come here to maintain order, but a strange young man had suddenly appeared and ruined his prestige.