Starting with photographic memory, I've worked my way up to become a martial arts immortal.

Upon hearing the screams coming from ahead, Zhang Yong immediately stopped in his tracks.

"not good!"

His heart skipped a beat.

This time the distance was very close, and he heard it clearly; the voice was coming from that fat guy, Sun Hao.

Just as he was hesitating whether to go to help or run away, a figure broke through the darkness and pounced like a tiger or leopard hunting its prey.

"Jiang Yuan, it really is him!"

Before he could figure out how this kid had taken care of his two men, he turned and ran away.

When he saw Jiang Yuan's calm yet fierce eyes, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. His courage vanished instantly, leaving only the thought of running away.

Zhang Yong didn't have time to think it through, nor did he have time to feel ashamed or angry about running away from a pig he could once manipulate.

His intuition kept reminding him that he would die if he didn't run!

"Brother Liu, save me!" he cried out in terror.

However, there was no response from the bow of the ship.

Jiang Yuan spotted him first, his eyes narrowing.

"Zhang Yong!"

Jiang Yuan roared inwardly.

If he hadn't been so cautious back then, that young man's tragic experience tonight would have happened to him!

At that time, he dared not imagine how sad his mother would be, or how she would be able to continue living.

"You've harmed so many people these days. If we don't kill you, how many more families will be destroyed in the future!"

Jiang Yuan suppressed the anger surging within him and quickened his pace.

Not long ago, he was a poor young man who was being followed and had to flee in panic, praying that the other party would not catch up.

Now, the roles of offense and defense have reversed.

All of this stems from practicing martial arts.

Perhaps Zhang Yong and his companions could never have imagined or understood why he had become so powerful in just over a month.

Jiang Yuan moved swiftly and quickly caught up with Zhang Yong.

Watching the other party flee in a disheveled state, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

Just as he was about to catch up, he suddenly exerted force with his right leg, causing the soil on the ground to explode and leaving a small crater in the spot.

At the same time, he was already in mid-air, like a crane taking flight, quickly closing the distance between them, his toes pointed straight, gently touching Zhang Yong's spine.

"Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking rang out repeatedly.

It's so disgusting it makes your teeth ache.

Zhang Yong ignored the question and continued to run forward with all his might. Suddenly, he felt a numbness in his back and could no longer feel the existence of his legs.

Before he could react, he was sent flying like a lump of mud, rolling four or five times on the ground, his face scraped off by gravel.

"what!"

A mournful cry rang out, as if someone had lost their parents.

Jiang Yuan ignored him and did not deliver a fatal blow.

He didn't stop for a moment and continued forward.

"There's one more!"

In his field of vision, the figures on the small awning boat had already untied the mooring ropes.

The middle-aged man took out a bamboo pole, gently tapped it against the bank, and the boat quickly glided away down the river.

All of this may sound slow, but from Jiang Yuan killing Sun Hao to dealing with Zhang Yong, it all happened in a very short time.

Jiang Yuan rushed to the ferry, and seeing the small boat leave, he changed direction and chased after it along the river.

This river is one of the outlets of Ninghu Lake upstream, and it is no more than three zhang wide.

He quickly reached a position parallel to the ship, flicked his left hand to shoot the dagger, and then stepped forward, leaping into the air.

The middle-aged man saw something flying towards him in the darkness and hurriedly dodged. He felt his feet sway, and when he looked up, a handsome young man appeared in front of him.

His eyelids twitched, but Mianpi remained calm. "Who are you?"

The handsome young man didn't speak, he just stared at him intently.

The air grew heavy, with only the sound of water lapping against the hull echoing around.

The night was dark, and the few short screams from afar made him unsure of the situation on the other side, so he dared not make any rash moves.

He continued, "We have no enmity between us, it's not worth fighting to the death. Why don't you just leave?"

The other side remained silent.

The middle-aged man frowned, his tone turning cold. "Don't think I'm afraid of you. Do you know who I am?!"

"Shut up!" Jiang Yuan finally spoke.

I don't care who you are. If you're going to do something so heinous, you should be prepared to be killed at will.

He had just landed on the boat and was about to throw a punch when he saw that the man in black was firmly rooted to the ground and his figure remained perfectly still despite the swaying of the boat. He knew he had encountered a skilled fighter, so he simply stopped where he was to relieve the fatigue from the intense running.

Fortunately, the other party was also momentarily disheartened, which gave him a chance to catch his breath.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan stepped forward and thrust his right palm straight into the opponent's throat.

"You wicked thief!"

The middle-aged man was prepared and immediately assumed a horse stance, causing the boat to jolt violently.

He placed his left hand on his throat and his right hand in a fist, thrusting straight towards his groin. Clearly, he had mastered a solid, hard-hitting style of martial arts.

Jiang Yuan was unsure of his opponent's fighting style, but he was using a feint. He changed his footwork, dodged the powerful punch to the side, and at the same time raised his right hand, aiming two fingers at his opponent's eyeballs.

If this gouges out properly, it can gouge out a person's eyeballs, leaving only two bloody, mangled holes, instantly rendering the opponent unable to fight.

This is the characteristic of Crane Style Boxing in Baihe Martial Arts School: agile movements, swift fighting style, and direct attacks on vital points.

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly leaned back and bent over, performing a "bridge" move, and kicked out with his right foot, sweeping towards Jiang Yuan's groin.

As soon as Jiang Yuan saw the opponent's counter-move, he guessed the next move. He jumped up and leaped into the air, stepping on the opponent's kicking leg.

With his photographic memory, he won't be defeated by the same move twice.

Ever since Liang Shen taught him a lesson with this trick last time, he had been racking his brains to figure out a way to break it.

Using the force of his fall, Jiang Yuan stomped down heavily. The middle-aged man was wide open and had no time to dodge. He was stomped hard onto the deck.

"Bang!"

His body slammed heavily onto the deck, several of his sternums snapped instantly, and blood gushed from his mouth.

Knowing that this was a life-or-death moment, he shouted urgently, "Don't kill me! I'm Liu San's brother!"

It's too late.

"Snap!"

A crisper cracking sound rang out.

Jiang Yuan's second kick followed immediately, slamming his neck into a bizarre curve.

His eyes glazed over instantly, and he died!

"call!"

Jiang Yuan let out a deep breath.

For martial artists at this stage, life-or-death battles can be decided in just a few moves. If someone finds a weakness and doesn't have time to exploit it, they're dead!

There's no way we'd see a battle like those in the stories, lasting three hundred rounds. We wouldn't have the stamina for that.

A deep sense of fatigue washed over me, but there were still things to deal with.

It's that familiar stage of disposing of the body again.

Jiang Yuan lowered his head and looked at the figure at his feet.

"Liu San's brother? He deserves to die even more. Not to mention I couldn't stop myself, even if I could, I would kick you to death. This is just the first interest I'm getting from him."

He silently thought to himself, recalling the evil deeds the Black Tiger Gang had committed against the people of Pingkangfang, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

Countless families have been ruined by the Black Tiger Gang. Even though his family wasn't specifically targeted, most of the money they worked so hard to earn each month ended up in the Black Tiger Gang's pockets.

"Oh, right, there's one more."

Jiang Yuan turned his head and looked towards the shore.