Courtyard House: From Deputy Division Commander to Civilian, Progressing All the Way

Monk Wei walked to the center of the courtyard, took off his jacket and shorts, revealing his rock-hard muscles covered with various knife scars and bullet holes.

He bent his knees slightly, assuming the starting stance of Shaolin Arhat Fist. A fierce and domineering aura instantly erupted from him.

"Commander Lin, fists and feet have no eyes, be careful!"

Before he could finish speaking, Monk Wei roared and stomped his right foot on the ground, causing the bluestone slab to crack with a dull thud.

His massive body was like a high-speed tank, bringing with it a whistling wind as he smashed straight at Lin Yang's face!

This punch was so powerful and heavy that if it hit an ordinary person, their brains would splatter on the spot.

Although the generals present knew how powerful Lin Yang was, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when they saw Wei Heshang's punch that could split mountains and shatter rocks.

However, Lin Yang stood still, completely motionless.

Until the fist was less than ten centimeters from his nose.

Moved!

Lin Yang's movements were as fast as a ghost, without the slightest unnecessary flourish. He tilted his head slightly, narrowly avoiding the fatal punch, the force of the blow sending strands of hair flying backward from his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yang's body was like a fully drawn bow, instantly released!

Bajiquan, Iron Mountain Lean!

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed through the snowstorm.

Lin Yang's shoulder slammed hard into Wei Heshang's chest.

Wei Heshang felt an overwhelming force surge into his body. His massive body, weighing over 200 pounds, was knocked off the ground and he staggered back five or six steps before he could barely regain his balance, his chest heaving with blood and qi.

"So fast!" Monk Wei was shocked and put away all his contempt.

He roared and pounced again. This time, he no longer used his powerful punches, but instead used Shaolin grappling techniques, attempting to use his strength advantage to lock Lin Yang's joints.

The two instantly became entangled in combat.

In the wind and snow, only two figures could be seen rapidly passing each other.

Monk Wei's moves were fierce and domineering, each strike carrying the power to shatter rocks and split monuments.

Lin Yang's moves, however, exuded a chilling ruthlessness and precision. He didn't use traditional martial arts routines, but rather a fusion of military combat techniques designed for a single, fatal blow, and killing skills honed through countless battles!

Every move targets the body's vital points: the throat, temples, and critical joints.

If the two hadn't been sparring, Monk Wei would have died ten times over.

"That's awesome! That's fucking awesome!" Li Yunlong stood on the steps, his blood boiling, and shouted repeatedly.

They fought for less than twenty rounds.

Lin Yang keenly spotted a weakness in Wei Heshang's lower body.

He delivered an extremely tricky sweeping kick, striking Monk Wei directly in the back of the knee. Monk Wei's body swayed, and he lost his balance.

Before he could react, Lin Yang had already pressed close to him like a shadow. One hand gripped his throat like an iron clamp, while the other hand, with fingers like a knife, stopped steadily an inch from Wei Heshang's temple.

The chilling killing intent instantly made the hairs on Wei Heshang's body stand on end.

The outcome is decided!

If this were on a battlefield, Wei Heshang's throat would have been crushed and his skull pierced.

"Thank you for your concession, monk." Lin Yang withdrew his murderous aura, released his grip, and took a step back. His breathing remained steady, and he didn't break out in a sweat.

Monk Wei was panting heavily, looking at the man in front of him who was ten years younger than him, his eyes filled with utter awe and reverence.

"I lost! I accept my defeat wholeheartedly!"

Monk Wei suddenly knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist, and shouted, "Commander Lin's kung fu is something I, this monk, could never match even if I practiced for a lifetime! From now on, you are my patriarch!"

"Hahaha! Great!"

Thunderous cheers and applause erupted in the courtyard.

Li Yunlong laughed as he walked down the steps, handing Lin Yang a coat: "Yangzi, well done! This 'flower monk' usually acts like a tyrant in the military region, daring to talk back even to me. Today he's finally met his match!"

The group returned to the banquet hall, where the atmosphere was even more lively than before.

As Lin Yang ate the steaming hot pot of mutton, he glanced at Lin Fan beside him, whose face was flushed and who was so excited that he didn't know what to do, and a thought suddenly struck him.

He turned his head and looked at Li Yunlong, who was playing a drinking game with Ding Wei.

"Old Li, stop drinking now. I have something to ask of you today," Lin Yang said earnestly, raising a glass of wine.

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong immediately put down his wine bowl, patted his chest, and said, "Yangzi, you're being too polite! Your business is my business! Speak! Even if you want the stars in the sky, I'll send anti-aircraft guns to shoot them down for you!"

Lin Yang pointed to Lin Fan beside him and said with a smile, "It's not that serious. My brother is twenty-four this year, and because his family is poor, he hasn't settled down yet. You, Old Li, have a lot of connections and resources in Beijing. Can you help my brother find a good girl?"

Li Yunlong was taken aback, then slapped his thigh and burst into laughter.

"I thought it was some major national affair! This is it? Leave it to me!"

Li Yunlong turned to look at Lin Fan, sized him up, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Brother Lin is clearly a hardworking and reliable young man. And he's dressed so smartly; he's a perfect match for a good girl!"

Li Yunlong leaned close to Lin Fan, winking and saying, "Brother Lin, what kind of girl do you like? Our military arts troupe is famous throughout Beijing for its beautiful women! Those female soldiers are all as pretty as scallions, and they're cultured too. Next week, I'll personally take you to the troupe and call out all those unmarried young ladies, line them up for you to choose from! Whichever one you fancy, I'll just order her to date you!"

Lin Fan was startled by Li Yunlong's bandit-like remarks. His face turned red to the roots of his neck instantly, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, Commander Li, this is unacceptable! I... I'm just an ordinary worker. How could I be worthy of the female soldiers in the cultural troupe? As long as they are honest and law-abiding, that's fine."

"Bullshit! You're my elder brother, Li Yunlong, how could you not be worthy of me!" Li Yunlong glared at him.

Tian Yu interrupted Li Yunlong with a laugh, "Commander Li, please don't scare my brother. Marriage is about mutual consent; you can't just order someone to marry you. Besides, I already have someone in mind. She's a comrade-in-arms from my time in the field hospital, now a doctor at a machine repair factory. Her name is Ding Qiunan. I'll arrange for them to meet another day."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong stroked his chin: "A doctor? A doctor is good! A doctor knows how to care for people. Okay, sister-in-law, let's do both! If you can't arrange it, I'll just tie Brother Lin's star performer to your place!"

The generals in the room burst into laughter again.

Sitting in the crowd, Lin Fan felt a warm glow in his heart as he experienced the unpretentious care of these important figures. He picked up his wine bowl, downed it in one gulp, and tears of happiness welled up in his eyes.

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