Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted

But now it seems... there isn't any at all?

And judging from the tone, it seems she's already considering herself as the younger brother's wife there?

Watching the two chatting so happily, I felt a pang of anxiety. (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

Because of Katahara's destruction of the hall, Katahara Sayaka was no stranger to the Wu clan. In Katahara Sayaka's view, the Wu clan were by no means easy to communicate with.

Or rather, in most cases, the Wu clan is quite difficult to communicate with, as most of its members are difficult for ordinary people to understand due to their personalities and family cultural traditions.

The Wu clan never considered interacting with the weak. Most of the time, they lived in their territory, Wu Village, and only set off in twos and threes or in groups when they needed to carry out missions.

In Wu Zhi Li, the Wu clan truly holds the power of life and death over every individual. Once they have confirmed the relevant information, they will kill even patrolmen and police officers arranged by the Japanese government without hesitation, as long as they provide a reason afterward.

Vigilante justice and law enforcement, things that are incompatible with modern society, are commonplace in Wu Zhi Li. This commonplace is also part of the multifaceted influence of martial arts culture on the world.

And now... it seems that everyone in the Wu clan likes Yuan Chen quite a bit? Somewhat surprised, but after a little thought, Katahara Shoka understood.

Powerful, warlike, outspoken, and possessing terrifying potential, and judging by that, he must be a great cook too? Rumor has it he's also a skilled healer... It would be strange if he were annoying, right?

Just as they were chatting idly, Yuan Chen noticed something and turned his gaze to the side, saying calmly, "What a powerful aura! You must be Senior Wu Huiliyang, right?"

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, the fishy-smelling creature...

Holding a cane, Wu Huili walked forward step by step, seemingly calmly. When she heard Yuan Chen's question, a slight look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Don't be fooled by the fact that a considerable number of Assassination Fist users are incredibly fierce, wanting the whole world to know "I'm here to kill you!", but an Assassination Fist master is still an Assassination Fist master, and an assassin is still an assassin.

Before becoming the first Fang of the Kengan Arena, "Power Demon" Go Hye-ryo, she was an assassin who had targeted not only ordinary people, but also high-ranking military officials and political leaders countless times.

That is why, for Wu Huiliyang, concealing her aura is as easy as eating and drinking.

And now… “Such a keen intuition, no wonder he’s that legendary disciple.” Wu Huili squinted at Yuan Chen.

Before actually meeting Yuan Chen, he wanted to skin Yuan Chen alive and tear him apart because of Wu Jialouluo.

But now, having already seen many of Yuan Chen's battle videos in advance, and now having seen Yuan Chen in person and felt his intent and energy up close, Wu Huili almost immediately understood why Wu Jialouluo was so impressed with Yuan Chen and fell in love at first sight.

He was tall and imposing, with a striking and deep-set face. He exuded a powerful vitality and aggression, yet his expression held a hint of leisure and peace.

This interplay of intensity and tranquility should have been conflicting, but it appeared remarkably harmonious in Yuan Chen.

Thinking about it, Wu Huili said, "The Aikido you use originated from Korea, right? And you even incorporated your own understanding? It's truly eye-opening."

Although Aikido originated from Japanese Jiu-Jitsu, it was localized after being introduced to Korea. The most obvious change is the integration of active offense from practical Taekwondo, emphasizing quick and effective defeat in real conflicts, and using a large number of high kicks and joint strikes as a prelude or finisher for throwing, joint techniques, and grappling techniques.

Upon hearing Wu Huili's words, Yuan Chen nodded, then patted Han Zhuli beside him and said, "Zhuli taught me."

"……Hello."

When Yuan Chen suddenly patted her on the shoulder, Han Zhuli didn't take it to heart and just greeted him indifferently.

After glancing at Han Zhuli, Wu Huiliyang remained silent for a moment before turning her gaze back to Yuan Chen and saying unhurriedly, "You should already know about Han Zhuli's identity, right?"

“Mm.” Yuan Chen nodded.

“That Kim Gwan-jang is not someone to be trifled with.” Seeing Yuan Chen’s calm expression, Wu Huili raised an eyebrow.

"As the current leader of the Korean martial arts world, Kim Ga-bum's pursuit of justice will not easily allow his friend's orphan to live with an assassin—it won't be easy to persuade him."

"I'm naturally straightforward and not good at speaking. Persuading others is too difficult for me."

Yuan Chen shook his head, his face calm and composed, and said, "Besides, I think that fists and fighting are indeed the best way to communicate than words. What do you think, senior?"

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Wu Huili Yang fell into a brief silence, while Wu Lei'an, standing to the side, revealed a wild smile, staring intently at Yuan Chen and Wu Huili Yang, as if anticipating something to happen.

Although he spoke in a very subtle way, it was clear that Yuan Chen was also taking the opportunity to express his own thoughts—if you have any opinions, you might as well express them with your fists.

Feeling Yuan Chen's open gaze, Wu Huiliyang couldn't help but grin lewdly after a brief silence, saying:

"You annoying brat, I suddenly understand why scoundrels like Lei An and good kids like Garuda can't forget you!"

"Senior is too kind." Feeling the rising energy emanating from Wu Huiliyang, Yuan Chen said with a broad smile:

"Because the senior wouldn't want to entrust Wu Jialuo to a weak guy, right?"

"Hahahaha!" Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Wu Lei'an, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Yes, yes, that's it! The old man's almost settled in Bengbu! It would be best if they started fighting right now, hahaha~"

Hearing Wu Lei'an's laughter, Wu Huili pouted with disgust, then looked at Yuan Chen and said:

"Although I want to teach you a lesson right now, it's not time yet."

Something tricky is starting to emerge. Taking you down without freeing you is impossible; I'm past the age where I can free you at will. These few remaining units… I have to save them for the truly worthwhile ones.”

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chen pondered for a moment and guessed that it was related to 'insects'. He nodded immediately and then suggested, "If that's the case, how about learning about swimming... I mean, life therapy?"

"...What kind of treatment?"

Volume 1: Chapter 108 - The Strange Atmosphere of the Women's Club

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Wu Huili was slightly taken aback, but then she recalled that what Yuan Chen was talking about should be the special treatment method that Wu Fengshui and the others had mentioned before.

Thinking this through, Wu Huili said, "I don't have many injuries or illnesses, so simple treatment probably won't have any significant effect."

No wonder Wu Huili said that, because as an assassin family, the Wu family's medical technology is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

This extraordinary understanding is not about bringing the dead back to life or healing flesh and bones, but rather a pure and profound knowledge of the Wu clan's bodies.

Although through a long genetic selection process, the Wu clan possesses a special constitution that allows them to adapt to the terrifying power that can cause the body to collapse after unleashing its self-protection mechanism, in reality, very few members are actually able to achieve this liberation.

Four-fifths of the members of the Wu clan living in Wuzhi Village are 'ordinary people' whose bodies are stronger than those of ordinary people.

Only one-fifth of the people were able to carry out the liberation. If a liberation rate of 60% is taken as the passing grade, then the number would be even smaller. The entire Wu clan had less than a hundred people, who were truly the elite of the elite.

It is precisely because of her understanding of her own body that Wu Huiliyang is well aware that every release will accumulate stress in her body. This stress may be able to recover through recuperation and rest afterward, but some of it will eventually accumulate.

Especially as she gets older and her body gradually reaches its limit, Wu Huili can feel that she can no longer freely turn things on and off as she did when she was young. It's not because of the accumulation of hidden injuries, but simply because, with aging, her body's various abilities have declined significantly.

Therefore, every liberation today is a liberation that is a liberation of the people and a liberation of the nation.

If it's an injury, it can be treated. But if it's just getting old... can you really turn back the clock?

Meeting Wu Huiliyang's gaze, Yuan Chen said calmly, "It's always good to give it a try."

“…Alright.” After a brief silence, Wu Huili nodded.

Although he didn't think he could succeed, he was personally very interested in the 'secret secrets of the Deathly Haunting Fist' as told by Feng Shui and others.

"I'll help."

Seeing that Yuan Chen and Wu Huili Yang seemed to have made a decision, Chun Li was a little uneasy and decided to go over and watch with them.

Wu Huili didn't pay any attention to this and simply walked towards the quiet room of the private room.

Watching Yuan Chen and the others enter the meditation room to prepare for recuperation, Wu Jialouluo nodded thoughtfully, then revealed a hint of joy and said:

"It looks like Grandpa can relax a little in the future."

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui was taken aback: "Grandpa, is something wrong? I can't tell?"

Upon hearing Wu Fengshui's words, Wu Jialouluo simply smiled politely but remained silent.

Then he turned his gaze to Han Zhuli, staring at her for a long while.

This inexplicably annoyed Han Zhuli, who simply snorted and said, "Hey, what are you looking at me for? Want to fight?"

As she said this, Han Zhuli also twisted her neck, not to be outdone, revealing undisguised hostility and fighting spirit between her brows.

This also caught the attention of Wu Qiqi and Wu Lei'an, who were standing nearby.

However, they did not intend to dissuade them in any way, especially Wu Lei'an, who even showed an expectant expression, giving the impression that he couldn't wait to see a scene of bloodshed.

Wu Jialouluo, however, did not respond to Han Zhuli's displeasure. Instead, he looked around, especially at Wu Lei'an and the others beside him, and then said, "I just have some things I want to ask you... but it's not very convenient to talk here. Can we go somewhere else?"

Upon hearing this, Han Zhuli raised her eyebrows suspiciously, but she wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she said, "Come on then, who's afraid of who! You'd better bring your friends along too, I haven't had a proper fight in a while!"

"Don't worry, it's really just asking some questions."

After staring at Han Zhuli for a while, Wu Jialouluo smiled and winked at her: "Let's just consider this... a women's gathering!"

"...Women's Association?"

Upon hearing this, Han Zhuli looked puzzled, while Katahara Sayaka, who had heard the words "Women's Association," asked with great interest, "Women's Association? Can I join?"

“Theoretically, of course it is possible~” Upon hearing Katahara Sayaka’s words, Wu Jialouluo also revealed a smiling expression.

Because of Wu Huiliyang's relationship with Katahara Miedang, Wu Jialouluo and Wu Fengshui were quite familiar with Katahara Shexiang. Now, upon hearing Katahara Shexiang's question, he gripped his fist tightly and said, "However, I have a question for you."

"What's the problem?" Katahara Sayaka asked curiously.

Upon hearing Katahara Sayaka's words, Wu Jialouluo, contrary to his usual behavior, paused briefly in silence before lowering his head and saying with a slightly flushed face:

"So... what do you think of Ah Chen?"

“Ah Chen? Yuan Chen…” Upon hearing this, Katahara Sayaka stroked her chin, recalling her brief exchange with Yuan Chen, and then said, “Hmm, how should I put it? Very mysterious, very interesting! There are many things I want to know!”

"Then there's no problem!" Hearing Katahara Sayaka's answer, Wu Jialouluo nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Katahara Sayaka with a serious and earnest expression and said, "I believe you will definitely fall in love with Achen too!"

"...Huh?"

Upon hearing this, Katahara Sayaka clearly realized something was slightly amiss and subconsciously tilted her head.

The things this woman wanted to discuss seemed to be somewhat beyond her original expectations.

While Katahara Sayaka was still thinking, Wu Jialouluo grabbed both Katahara Sayaka and Han Zhuli's hands, and said under the former's surprised and the latter's displeased gaze, "Let's go! Let's get out of here! Let's go talk about girls—oh right! Feng Shui, you have to come too!"

"Hey, do I have to go too?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengshui pointed to his face and showed a somewhat worried expression.

“Of course!” Wu Jialouluo quickly came to Wu Fengshui’s side, then pulled Wu Fengshui along as they walked, saying:

“When Ah Chen came back, he glanced at the feng shui several times! Maybe he's quite interested in feng shui too! The feng shui must like Ah Chen a lot, right? In that case, of course we should learn about it together!!”

"Huh?!" Wu Fengshui exclaimed in surprise.

Judging from his expression, he was clearly surprised by what Wu Jialouluo said, that Yuan Chen had looked at himself several times.

"Really? Why didn't I feel Yuan Chen looking at me?"

"Your liberation rate is 28%, so it's normal that you didn't feel it."

Wu Fengshui: "..."

She pouted in grievance, but then Wu Fengshui followed Wu Jialouluo, because she was also curious as to why Yuan Chen was staring at her.

Maybe she wants to pursue herself?

Ugh... should I refuse? Would it be a bad idea to refuse? Besides, Yuan Chen is really good-looking, his potential is undeniable, and he's a great cook...

As he pondered, a strange smile appeared on Wu Fengshui's face, as if he were imagining how he should respond if he were actually being pursued, in a way that would appear reserved and polite without being overly enthusiastic.

Xiao Chunu is like this.

Upon hearing Wu Jialouluo's words, Han Zhuli's face showed surprise, because even she hadn't noticed Yuan Chen's gaze towards Wu Fengshui.

Although she was somewhat curious, Han Zhuli did not doubt Wu Jialouluo's claim, because she could sense a threatening aura emanating from the little girl.

Han Zhuli's martial arts intuition told her that Wu Jialouluo was probably the only woman present, besides Chun-Li, who could threaten her.

And looking towards Wu Fengshui...

After a moment's consideration, Han Zhuli nodded.

Although she has short hair, she looks exceptionally clean and neat. Both her appearance and figure are remarkable, making her a very beautiful woman.

The only problem is that it's a bit weak.

To be honest, Han Zhuli had some doubts about whether her small frame could withstand Yuan Chen's high-frequency aerobic and anaerobic exercise, which resembled an Ironman triathlon.

Thinking this, Han Zhuli also felt inexplicably annoyed.

Although she knew that Yuan Chen would definitely not be alone with her... but this bastard had been tormenting her every night for the past few days, and every time she would beg for mercy as if she had lost half her life.

And now I'm still here, just staring at other girls...

She was somewhat annoyed, but Han Zhuli was also inexplicably downcast.

Although she had tried her best to cooperate, Han Zhuli could tell that Yuan Chen always finished in a hurry, even hastily.

Last time, Yuan Chen went on strike because he was too exhausted, and he just sat there and took care of it himself... Is that why?

I don't think so, right? I even voluntarily helped eat for a while afterward...

The more Han Zhuli thought about it, the more agitated she became.