From slave trader to the Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Laws

Chapter 29 It's my turn to help you.

"shut up!"

Just then, a lame old man suddenly stepped out from the crowd and said:

"Don't you all know what kind of person Yunniang is?"

Ever since she entered the Xu family, she went to the kitchen before dawn and didn't rest until dark.

He was busy in the kitchen all day long, washing vegetables, cutting sashimi, starting fires, and serving dishes. His hands and feet never stopped, and he was so tired that he couldn't straighten his back.

She rarely even has time to catch her breath, so where would she find the leisure to seduce some random man?

Everyone looked at him and saw that it was Chen the Cripple.

Chen the Cripple was over fifty years old and worked as a castrator. He was responsible for castrating pigs and feeding the Xu family's livestock.

As for the leg, it is said that it was broken in the countryside after a fight with a local magistrate.

Why are they causing trouble?

It seems to be to stand up for what is right.

However... Xu's servants weren't entirely sure either. After all, the servants from his village said that Chen the Cripple was caught peeping at the master's women bathing, and the master, being merciful, only broke one of his legs.

"hehe."

Niu Wenxian's eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "Chen the Cripple, what are you saying? Could it be... that you're this young lady Yun's lover?"

As soon as these words were spoken, some people in the crowd immediately started to make a fuss.

"Yes, Chen the Cripple is his lover. Don't forget how he got this limp!"

That's Niu Er's voice.

As he made a fuss, he retreated and gradually disappeared into the crowd.

Then, pinching her nose, she screamed:

"Yeah, Chen the Cripple is an old bachelor, and he's peeped at women taking a bath, so he probably wants to sleep with them."

"He slept with Yunniang, so isn't he Yunniang's lover now!"

"Yes, that's right."

The number of doubts among the crowd is growing.

Chen the Cripple, leaning on his crutch, roared, "You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense!"

But nobody paid him any attention.

Suddenly, a loud "thump" came from behind. Turning around, I saw Yunniang clutching her chest, her hair disheveled, and lying unconscious on the ground.

Niu Wenxian grinned wickedly, "Look, look! Chen the Cripple, you've made your lover dizzy with anger, and you're still shamelessly denying it?"

Chen the Cripple, leaning on his crutch, was furious:

"Shut up! Shut up!"

...

"shut up!"

Inside the courtyard.

Xu Qingyue was slightly angry, her face showing barely concealed displeasure.

Her brows furrowed as she gazed down at the screen, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes sweeping over Liu Shun before coldly sweeping over the various expressions on the faces of the people in the courtyard. She said in a low voice:

"Don't mention this matter again!"

"Yes, Miss."

Liu Shun lowered his head and bowed respectfully.

He never expected Xu Qingyue to agree to such an unreasonable bet, yet he still said it, simply to disturb Xiao Suntou's peace of mind.

But now... the goal has been achieved.

Liu Shun pressed his advantage: "In that case, let's have a contest."

"Little Sun, please!"

"..."

The room was silent except for Liu Shun's voice.

Xiao Sun wiped his face, said nothing more, and simply lowered his shoulders, assumed a stance, and began to fight.

His feet were spread apart, neither too far apart nor too far apart, his five toes gripping the ground like an old tree rooted to the ground, his center of gravity sinking to his hips, his waist straight as a pine tree, his right arm bent at the elbow and raised to the side of his head, his fist facing inward, protecting his temple and face; his left fist was tucked under his ribs, palm facing upward, ready to strike.

"call--"

Xiao Sun took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Liu Shun, his eyes filled with hatred. He was like a fully drawn bow, silent yet exuding a resolute determination and indignation that was willing to risk everything.

"Ha! Horse stance and fighting."

Liu Shun glanced at Xiao Sun's boxing stance and immediately recognized it as "horse stance fighting" from the Changquan style.

He immediately thought to himself with a sinister look:

"That scoundrel Niu Da, he says Little Sun's staff is powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, today's competition in the courtyard is about fist and foot skills. I threw my Bajiquan into the [Gold-Sucking Cave] early this morning and honed it to the point of achieving three-tenths of its form and spirit. Even those 'fake practitioners' could last a few rounds against him. Compared to him, an unranked martial artist, how could he possibly be no match?"

Then he cupped his hands in greeting and smiled:

"please!"

As he spoke, he also assumed a boxing stance.

The starting posture is still "Two Elements Top".

"The Two Elements Peak?"

A guard who had practiced Bajiquan recognized the move and said that the Two Forms Peak was a killing technique in the small frame of Bajiquan. How could it be used as the starting stance if it was not in accordance with the rules?

"What tricks is Liu Shun up to?"

One of the guards asked, looking bewildered.

Little Sun, however, remained completely oblivious.

His eyes were fixed on Liu Shun's face, then his gaze traveled down his cheek to Liu Shun's shoulder, fist, and the sole of his foot on the ground.

"call--"

Xiao Sun remained calm and composed.

He remembered what Brother Jiang had said: "Before a hard-hitting, hard-hitting stance is used, there must be a preparatory force. To cut off the opponent's punching path, one must listen to and read the force."

At this moment, Little Sun is reading.

He held his breath, suppressing all his grief and indignation, his eyes fixed only on his opponent.

"Bang--!"

A sound of wind breaking through the air.

Liu Shun made a move.

Using the force of his twisting feet in the "Two Elements Peak" technique, he suddenly turned his body to the side like a millstone, and his right fist, which was in front of his chest, instantly turned into a palm. The force from the palm heel was like a whip, and he flicked out a sharp arc of light, aiming straight for the Yifeng acupoint below Xiao Sun's ear.

It was the same move that dealt with Wang Dao earlier!

However, he learned from his previous failures and this time his moves were even faster and more cunning and insidious.

However, Xiao Sun was prepared. He did not take the attack head-on. Instead, he used his feet to spring back, and his body moved backward like a leaf blown by the wind.

During this brief interval, Xiao Sun's right arm, which was raised to the side of his head, remained in place, still protecting his face and temple. However, his left fist, which was tucked under his ribs, suddenly shot out from a tricky angle like a viper's tongue. The fist was not aimed at Liu Shun's attacking arm, but at his side abdomen, which was slightly vulnerable due to his twisting body.

"Snapped!"

Liu Shun chased after him with his whip and palm, but only managed to strike the afterimage of Xiao Suntou. Almost at the same instant, Xiao Suntou's left fist also struck Liu Shun's Qihai acupoint on his side.

"Bang!"

A long fist came crashing down, striking his abdomen like a heavy iron hammer.

Liu Shun felt a numbness in his waist, and the breath he used to sustain his attack in his dantian dissipated slightly.

This is no trivial matter.

As the saying goes, one must train one's muscles, bones, and skin externally, and one must train one's breath internally. Once one reaches the highest level in martial arts, one can train one's true qi internally, making one's breath long, thick, and concentrated without dissipating. However, these martial artists who have not yet reached the highest level, when sparring to determine victory or defeat, and fighting to decide life or death, can only force themselves to hold on to their breath and see who can unleash more moves.

Liu Shun's aura had weakened, and he had already fallen to a lower level.

He hastily took half a step back, deliberately creating an opening, but Little Sun, with his fists raised, recklessly rushed in.

Instead, they know when to stop while they're ahead.

After landing a successful blow, he withdrew his fist and retreated to his original position.

"Ha! I underestimated you!"

Liu Shun grunted, steadied himself, and took a deep breath, forcibly bringing back the breath that was about to dissipate.

"call--"

He inhaled sharply, his chest bulged, then he twisted his waist and turned around, his left fist suddenly shooting out from under his ribs like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, aiming straight for Xiao Sun's scrotum.

Sun Tou's eyes were like an eagle's, fixed on Liu Shun's shoulder.

Seeing that Liu Shun's left shoulder sank first, and then his waist and hips were about to turn, I had already guessed his punching style.

Before Liu Shun could unleash his punch, he slipped and slid to the right, slightly bending his knee to deliver an uppercut.

"Bang!"

The long fist slammed in, like a bird's beak, precisely striking the Quze acupoint below Liu Shun's elbow.

"ah--!"

Liu Shun screamed as he felt a sharp pain and numbness in his arm, which spread throughout his body like an electric current.

He quickly stepped back, putting distance between himself and Xiao Sun.

He clutched his elbow with one hand and said angrily:

"What kind of boxing technique is that?"

Xiao Sun didn't answer, his eyes only looking deep and unfocused.

His move wasn't a head-on clash of martial arts prowess, but rather a cunning and swift strike to interrupt the opponent's move before they could fully unleash their power.

This is precisely the basic concept of "leading the enemy into a false position and striking their flank" in "Returning Clouds and Mountain Peaks".

It is an evasive style of boxing.

"hiss...."

"it hurts!"

Liu Shun clutched his elbow, wincing in pain, and for a moment he felt dejected.

In the game, the ideal is for a gentleman to observe the game without speaking, but Li Nian saw Liu Shun repeatedly fall into traps and be beaten by Xiao Suntou until he was unable to fight back and even injured his arm. He immediately became anxious.

So he couldn't help but step forward, and said urgently:

"Liu Shun!"

His shout was somewhat unfair.

Everyone turned to look at him.

hiss....

Liu Shun was startled and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Li Nian staring intently at him from outside the arena.

"hiss......"

"We can't afford to lose again."

Liu Shun grunted, clutching his elbow and gritting his teeth.

He was both shocked and angry. His left arm was numb and painful. After being hit in the Quze acupoint below his elbow by Xiao Sun's uppercut, he couldn't use any strength in his arm.

But after hearing Li Nian's words, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and force himself to take another breath.

"call--"

Liu Shun took a long breath, his chest and abdomen bulging like bellows, and in the next instant, he suddenly unleashed an astonishing force.

"Bang—!"

The ground shook violently, and the bricks and stones trembled.

Liu Shun stomped on the ground, his body sinking, using his shoulder as a spearhead, and with his only intact arm in front of him, he charged fiercely toward Xiao Suntou's middle like a bull!

This strike is a close-range fighting move from Bajiquan, designed to close the distance and compensate for the disadvantage of having only one arm with superior strength.

However....

Liu Shun underestimated Xiao Suntou.

Seeing Liu Shunru charging towards him like a bull, Xiao Suntou's gaze sharpened, but his heart remained calm.

Jiang Shehua and his martial arts moves flashed before his eyes like a fleeting glimpse.

It's not some rigid set of moves or rules, but rather a method of dealing with different "prepared forces" and boxing styles.

He saw Liu Shun lower his shoulders and lean forward, using one arm to protect his front. Although his stance was fierce, his single arm left him wide open. In particular, his right arm, which was raised in front of him, and his eager body to charge left a huge opening in the middle.

"Bang!"

The bison charged.

Xiao Sun stood firmly on his feet. Seeing the attack coming, he did not retreat. Instead, he slightly turned his waist and shifted his center of gravity. Just as Liu Shun was about to hit him, he drifted half a step to the right like a willow catkin, avoiding the impact. At the same time, his left arm moved like a snake emerging from its hole, slashing diagonally from bottom to top.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud was heard, but it wasn't a heavy punch. Instead, five fingers were brought together like knives, thrusting straight at Liu Shun's wide-open right abdomen.

This poke targets the Zhangmen acupoint under the ribs.

Zhangmen (LR13) is one of the Eight Meeting Points, also known as the "Zhuanghui" point, where the essence of the five internal organs converges. It is also the Mu point of the Spleen Meridian. Injury to this point can disrupt the Qi mechanism of the internal organs, leading to Qi reversal and causing a momentary feeling of "breathlessness".

The moment he was poked, Liu Shun felt a sharp, unbearable pain, like an earthquake, throbbed through his internal organs. He felt nauseous, dizzy, and unable to straighten his back. A flood of strange sensations surged through him.

Liu Shun was swallowed by the tide.

He felt as if his mouth and nose were filled with water, and for a moment he could not breathe. His body lost its balance and he instinctively fell to the left.

But his act of bumping into her was also a bit of a trick.

He knew that if this attack failed, he would be doomed to defeat. In that case, he would not only have been beaten for nothing, but he would also lose Li Nian's trust. So, in a flash, a vicious idea came to mind.

Since we can't avoid it, then we won't try to avoid it!

So... before Little Sun poked him.

He gritted his teeth, gambled all his remaining strength and the momentum of the impact, completely ignoring the hand slash coming from his ribs, and suddenly unleashed the power stored in his right arm, turning his fist into a palm. He no longer pursued any particular technique or style, but relied solely on a fierce force and momentum to slam down hard on Xiao Sun's left shoulder, which had slightly leaned forward due to the side attack!

"Bang!"

"Snapped!"

Almost simultaneously, two voices rang out.

Xiao Sun's hand slashed heavily into Liu Shun's right ribcage at the Zhangmen acupoint.

The excruciating pain and shock in his internal organs almost tore him apart.

Liu Shun groaned, his face turned deathly pale, and his body slumped uncontrollably to the left.

However, Liu Shun's desperate palm strike landed squarely on Xiao Sun's left shoulder.

Xiao Sun swayed, his left side went numb, and he stumbled back several steps before finally regaining his balance and stopping.

"Thump—!"

Liu Shun fell to the ground, but then sprang up again. He was like a bowstring that had been forcibly pulled up. Ignoring the excruciating pain in his internal organs, he sprang up with an extremely awkward yet swift motion!

At this moment, Xiao Sun had just steadied himself. The soreness and numbness in his left shoulder had not completely subsided. He thought that Liu Shun had suffered such a heavy blow that his breathing was disordered and his internal organs were injured, and he would definitely not be able to get up again.

He was about to regulate his breathing and observe his opponent's condition.

But to everyone's surprise, Liu Shun was so fierce that he was able to disregard his injuries and forcefully spring up to counterattack!

This really caught Xiao Sun completely off guard.

"Whoosh—"

Liu Shun sprang up with incredible speed, so fast that only a blur could be seen.

He lunged forward suddenly, his right claws reaching out like a hawk, aiming straight for Xiao Sun's left shoulder blade, which was still numb and unstable from the blow he had just received!

"Snap!"

A sickening cracking sound of bones dislocating rang out.

Xiao Sun felt a piercing pain in his shoulder, and his entire left arm instantly lost its strength, hanging limply down, unable to be lifted even a fraction.

His left shoulder joint was dislocated by being grabbed!

"Ha!"

A fierce glint flashed in Xiao Sun's eyes.

Just as Liu Shun used his Eagle Claw Hand to dislocate his shoulder blade, he brought his right hand together, and taking advantage of the slight tilt of his body, he twisted all the strength in his body and the power of his waist and hips into one, and suddenly flung it out from his shoulder to his elbow, and from his elbow to his wrist.

"Snapped!"

A slap as sharp as an iron whip landed hard on Liu Shun's cheek, which was too close to his face.

This palm strike covered a very large area of acupoints, encompassing half of the cheek and the entire earlobe area, yet it landed squarely on the "Yifeng" acupoint, the very move Liu Shun relied on for his signature technique.

Liu Shun's vision went black, and his ears rang like thunder. He couldn't even utter a muffled groan. His whole body felt as if all his bones had been removed, and he collapsed to the ground, instantly losing consciousness.

"Ha, you beast..."

Seeing Liu Shun fall to the ground, Xiao Sun staggered a step, clutching his dislocated left shoulder with his right hand, breathing heavily.

He looked at Liu Shun, who had fainted on the ground, the villain who had slandered Yunniang and disturbed his mind with vicious words. The pain and anger that had been building up in his heart for days finally erupted like a volcano, and he could no longer suppress it.

His eyes were bloodshot, and a beastly growl came from his throat. His last shred of reason was consumed by raging anger. He straddled Liu Shun's waist and pressed his knees firmly against Liu Shun's chest and abdomen.

He raised his fist and punched again and again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Every punch landed squarely, with muffled thuds echoing throughout.

Liu Shun's face was smashed and was covered in blood and gore.

"Quick, stop him!"

Li Nian frowned deeply.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Everyone turned to look at his grandson, at his fist that was already soaked in blood.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The fist was still pounding.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Qingyue, behind the screen, waved her hand, and the servant announced loudly:

"The winner is Little Sun!"