All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Chapter 116 Unexpected Changes

Suddenly without his uncle's command, Duan Yu visibly panicked.

Fortunately, he has always had a good memory, and he was able to subconsciously counter the moves that Feng Bo had used before.

Even with his lightning-fast reflexes, he couldn't rely on experience like Duan Yanqing, who could discern the opponent's moves simply by observing subtle muscle changes in Feng Bo'e.

Therefore, the tide of battle quickly turned against Duan Yu. Duan Yu could only barely hold on; remaining undefeated was already a feat in itself.

Duan Yanqing, who was watching the battle, was quite satisfied and transmitted his voice to Zhang Cheng: "You were right before, Yu'er does have a lot of talent for martial arts. It's just that he panics too much when facing the enemy, and can only use about 70 or 80% of his martial arts skills."

Zhang Cheng squeezed through the crowd and walked to Duan Yanqing's side, also transmitting his voice, "He still lacks experience, but it's already impressive that he's grown to this level under your tutelage in such a short time. Boss Duan, you've been too harsh on him."

Duan Yanqing shook his head: "He has already wasted twenty years. If he wants to catch up, he naturally needs to work hard."

Zhang Cheng disagreed: "Even if he likes martial arts, he couldn't have started practicing from the age of one. Forget it, I'm not going to argue with you about this."

The situation has changed somewhat. I plan to stay in Guancheng for another night and depart tomorrow. Since you're keeping watch here, please relay this message to the Murong family later.

Duan Yanqing nodded in agreement.

In the arena, Feng Bo'e gradually figured out the trick. He used a move that Duan Yu had never seen before, forcing Duan Yu into a defensive stance, and then punched Duan Yu in the face.

The punch was swift and vicious, leaving Duan Yu with no way to dodge it. Duan Yanqing, watching from the sidelines, deflected Feng Bo'e's punch with a finger and simultaneously leaped into the arena, declaring Feng Bo'e the winner.

Zhang Cheng glanced at Feng Bo'e, who was still trying to fight Duan Yanqing, shook his head, and turned to walk towards the inn.

When he went upstairs, the door to the room was ajar, indicating that Mu Wanqing and the others had finished their conversation.

Zhang Cheng pushed open the door and entered. The three women were sitting around the table. Zhong Ling pulled out some small objects from somewhere and began to perform magic tricks for Mu Wanqing and Tong Lao with great skill.

With the old woman's sharp eyesight, her tricks were obviously obvious, but the three of them still enjoyed themselves immensely.

Upon seeing Zhang Cheng enter the house, Zhong Ling stopped what she was doing and complained, "Brother Zhang, why are you only coming back now? We've been waiting for quite a while."

Zhang Cheng walked to the table and sat down, casually saying, "I was outside watching your Brother Duan fight with someone, which delayed me for a while."

By the way, let's stay in Guancheng for another day today and leave tomorrow. I've already informed the others.

Zhong Ling's eyes lit up: "Fighting? Are they still fighting? I want to go see!"

"It's over. Your Uncle Duan will be cleaning up the mess afterward, so there's not much to see."

Zhong Ling pouted, "Next time something like this happens, Brother Zhang, you'd better call me first."

"Ling'er." Mu Wanqing stopped Zhong Ling's nonsense and looked at Zhang Cheng. "Husband, Ling'er and I have already heard about this from Sister Wu. There was indeed a reason for it. Since things have come to this, Sister Wu is now family."

Zhong Ling nodded repeatedly, grinning as she chimed in, "That's right, that's right, we're family, no need for formalities!"

Mu Wanqing glared at her, and Zhong Ling immediately shrank back, stuck out her tongue, and stopped talking.

Mu Wanqing then looked at Zhang Cheng, her face slightly flushed, and lowered her voice: "Husband, tonight—let Sister Wu stay in our room. You don't need to book another room."

Her words were subtle, but the meaning was crystal clear.

Upon hearing this, Tong Lao blushed. She moved her lips as if she wanted to say something harsh, but Zhong Ling grabbed her arm and said, "Sister Wu, don't refuse. We're not strangers. It'll be more lively with the four of us together."

————Party in progress————

The following day, Zhang Cheng and his group set off from Guancheng.

Previously, when Duan Yu and his companions were traveling, Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling rode the Black Rose, while Duan Yanqing carried Duan Yu, and they traveled at a rapid pace. Now that they were no longer in a hurry, they prepared horses for everyone and headed west along the official road.

Li Qiushui led the way on horseback. After traveling at a brisk pace for half a day, they arrived near Gong County.

Li Qiushui led the group to the edge of a forest and stopped there. After a short while, many Western Xia people in armor emerged from the forest, carrying four wooden boxes to the group.

Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e could tell at a glance that the newcomers were all skilled in martial arts and were clearly not ordinary soldiers. They simultaneously placed their hands on their weapons, becoming alert.

The leading samurai had a large nose. He came up to the group and, with his men, kowtowed.

"This humble servant, Nurhai, greets Your Majesty. General Helian is currently overseeing affairs in Gong County and is therefore unable to pay his respects to Your Majesty's imperial carriage."

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu and the Murong family, who were unaware of Li Qiushui's background, were all quite surprised.

Li Qiushui said calmly, "Get up. Have you taken care of the things I instructed you to do?"

"Your Majesty, rest assured, it's all taken care of," Nurhaci instructed his men. "Bring it up."

Eight Western Xia warriors carried two of the wooden crates forward. The crates were opened, revealing two unconscious middle-aged men inside. One was stout and burly, the other dressed as a scholar.

Upon seeing the two, the Murong family members exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Deng! Second Brother Gongye!"

The two unconscious men were two other retainers under the Murong family: Deng Baichuan, the master of Qingyun Manor, and Gongye Qian, the master of Chixia Manor.

"What have you done to those two?" Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e were about to make a move when Zhang Cheng had already pinned them down with one finger each.

Abi's face turned pale, and she hurriedly said, "Grandma, these two are my eldest brother Deng and second brother Gongye from the Murong family. They're family!"

Azhu quickly added, "Grandma, isn't there some misunderstanding here?"

Duan Yu, who was standing nearby, also spoke up: "Fairy Sister, what exactly is going on? These friends from the Murong family, after spending time with them yesterday, I felt that they were all kind-hearted people. Let's talk it out and not hurt our harmony."

Li Qiushui first instructed her subordinates, "Put those two in too."

Then he turned to Azhu and Abi, his tone softening: "Azhu, Abi, after spending these past few days together, I've grown to really like you two little girls."

So if you follow my instructions, you'll suffer less. As for your so-called elder brothers, I have no interest in dealing with them, nor will I do anything to them.

How this matter ends today depends entirely on your young master's choice. However, to prevent you two from shouting and warning your young master later, I'll silence you both by applying pressure to your acupoints.

Li Qiushui flicked her finger, and two bursts of finger force shot out, silencing Azhu and Abi.

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