My Arrogant Young Lady

I remember when Leng Yan taught me martial arts, he said something like this: There are three ways to master the best martial arts: rigorous training, real combat, and life-or-death battles. To continuously break through your limits, engage in life-or-death battles with strong opponents. If you survive, you can master the strongest martial arts.

Leng Yan made me do a lot of physical exercise, which was what he called grueling training. He also made Lu Zhicheng and Young Master Bao beat me up like madmen, which was what he called real combat.

If there's anything missing from what Leng Yan taught me, it's the life-or-death battle.

Leng Yan wouldn't truly want to kill me, nor would Lu Zhicheng or Young Master Bao. The one who truly wants to kill me is this impeccably dressed young man before me.

He hated me for shattering his dreams. He hated me for taking away his chance to become the crown prince. At first, he was somewhat reluctant to kill me, but now he has let go of his burden.

He longed to kill me, he longed to kill me so much, he wished I could die right before his eyes right now.

And he, too, was an enemy I could never hope to defeat. His strength was far beyond my reach, a world of difference between us. But to avoid being killed by him, I tensed every muscle in my body at the crucial moment and blocked his punch. After blocking that punch, it felt as if a drop of water had fallen into a lake within me. At that moment, ripples spread across the entire lake. In the process of blocking that punch, I had gained some insight.

I actually mastered the external martial art that Leng Yan taught me, the Thirteen Bodyguards of Horizontal Training.

Seeing the undisguised joy in my eyes, Wang Huan seemed to sense something as well. He raised his fair right hand and glanced at it, noticing that the back of his hand was slightly red. "Your mediocre strength seems to have improved another level."

“Yes, I have just mastered a martial art,” I said.

"It's an external martial art," he said.

"The Thirteen Bodyguards of the Horizontal Training Sect," I said.

"Oh..." He laughed after hearing my words. He glanced at me, his laughter tinged with disdain. After thinking for a moment, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and slowly lit it. Then, smiling at me, he said, "Brother, you've mastered Father's signature technique."

"Yes." I nodded, feeling an indescribable surge of excitement. My increased strength meant that my time to go home was drawing nearer. Not only would I soon be home to see my parents, but I had also mastered my father's signature technique. Having the same martial arts skills as my father, I felt as if he were always by my side.

"But did you know? The Golden Bell Cover, Iron Shirt, and Thirteen Bodyguards of Horizontal Training are the most basic forms of hard qigong. Even someone without a brain could learn them. On the other hand, external martial arts have always been looked down upon by many masters in the martial arts world. These martial arts are simple and easy to learn. With just a little hard work, one can master them. They are a very common martial art." Wang Huan gently moved his wrists.

"What!?" I was shocked to hear Wang Huan's words.

"Heh, is the mantra of this kung fu about transforming essence into qi, qi into spirit, qi rising to the dantian, and spirit circulating through all the meridians?" Wang Huan looked at me with a smile, taking a deep drag of his cigarette, his eyes filled with disdain.

"You can do that too?" I asked.

“Not only do I know it, but many low-level thugs in the martial arts world also know it. Because not only the Thirteen Bodyguards of Horizontal Training, but also many low-level kung fu incantations are recited like this,” Wang Huan said with a smile.

"What!?" I exclaimed in surprise.

"So, the skill you've mastered is just a common, low-quality martial art. Even if you master it, it will only make you a better puncher for me!" With that, Wang Huan transformed into a gust of black wind and charged towards me.

I felt as if he was already right in front of me. I quickly dodged his attack. The movement techniques and external martial arts that Leng Yan taught me, while not enough to kill Wang Huan, would at least allow me to protect myself when facing a formidable enemy like him, and prevent me from being easily killed by him.

I know he's incredibly strong and won't stop there. If I endure a few more punches, my body should strengthen considerably. But, I'm still just an ordinary person. If my body exceeds its limits, he'll definitely inflict serious internal injuries on me.

Feeling the gusts of black wind rushing towards me, I frantically dodged. He watched me with a mocking smile, like a cat playing with a mouse. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Brother, your speed seems to have slowed down..."

"What!?" I exclaimed in surprise, realizing that he had indeed become faster. His punch seemed unavoidable, and I immediately tensed all the muscles in my body.

"Ah!" A tremendous force slammed down on me, sending me flying back four or five meters.

Just like before, I wasn't injured. My muscles, red and hot from the impact, were much more vibrant than before.

Seeing that I was unharmed, Wang Huan smiled and said, "Senior Leng Yan is indeed brilliant, actually thinking of teaching you both movement techniques and body-protecting skills. When you encounter a strong enemy, you can use your movement techniques to maneuver against them if they can't dodge in time. You can also use body-protecting techniques for defense. If you train for another ten or eight years, you might become invincible with these two skills. At the very least, no one can hurt you."

"..." I didn't say anything, just watched him breathing heavily.

"You're quite talented. You've only been learning for a month and you're already able to hold your own against me. However, I've only used 30% of my abilities!"

Suddenly, Wang Huan transformed into a gust of black wind and charged forward again. This time, he was even faster, and I quickly used my external martial arts technique to defend myself. This time, however, he didn't strike me with a fist, but with a palm. A palm struck my chest, and I felt an immense force. The power was beyond my imagination; it felt as if I had been hit by a giant frying pan, and I was sent flying backward with tremendous force.

Everything went black. As soon as I fell to the ground, I coughed up a mouthful of blood. Wang Huan sneered, rushed in front of me, and kicked me hard, sending me flying.

Then, without rushing, he walked up to me, smiled, grabbed one of my feet, and said, "You want to practice external martial arts. I'll lend you a hand!"

He grabbed my foot and shoved me violently toward a house next door.

The wooden door of that house was rotten, but when he threw it in, I was still badly hurt. It hurt terribly. The broken wooden door cut my body and my face.

He smiled, walked in, grabbed my foot, and then violently swung me away. I'm nearly 1.8 meters tall. When he threw me, my shin hit the door frame and started bleeding.

With a loud thud, I slammed into the opposite wall again.

As I walked out, Wang Huan kicked me again. This time, I slid for over ten meters, dust flying everywhere. The trash on the ground was crushed into a pile by my body. My head landed on that pile of trash, and my heart pounded as I watched Wang Huan approach. At that moment, my body was weak and powerless; I had no strength left to resist his beating.

Smiling, Wang Huan walked step by step towards me. When he reached me, he took out his phone, glanced at it, and smiled. "It's ten o'clock, almost time. In two hours, it'll be my three most unlucky days of the year. Perhaps this is the phoenix rising from the ashes. After I kill you, the entire Wang family will be furious. They will desperately search for me for these three days to execute me. But if I hide well for these three days, their anger will subside when I emerge. You are a son of the Wang family, and so am I. I will replace you and become the much-anticipated heir of the Wang family!"

"Wang Huan, you're not superstitious at all, you're fucking smart..." I said through gritted teeth as blood continued to flow from the corner of my mouth.

"No, this is fate, this is destiny's arrangement! I have been silent for seventeen years, destined to become the heir of the Wang family!" Laughing, Wang Huan stomped heavily on my chest.

When he stepped on me, I felt like my entire chest was about to be crushed. Then, his eyes gleamed, and he suddenly drew a sword from his person.

He brandished his sword, crushing my body beneath his feet. Smiling, the sword gleamed coldly in the moonlight. "Wang Xi, you must think someone will come to save you, right? I'm sorry, you'll be disappointed. Beneath this haunted building, my centipedes and scorpions, leading their venomous creatures, guard the place. Your master, Leng Yan, is unaware of what's happening here. I know the An family's special forces are surrounding it, but they can't get in to rescue you. Die in peace; no one will come to save you. When you die, I will give you a proper send-off, so that in your next life you can be reborn as the heir of a great family..."

"I'm sorry, your wish may not be granted..." Suddenly, a cold yet pleasant voice came from behind Wang Huan...

Chapter 130 Rain of Pear Blossom Needles

The sound was like a wind chime, clear and pleasant. Upon hearing it, Wang Huan's expression gradually changed. He couldn't help but frown, and his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly. Suddenly, he released his foot from mine, and the cold light in his hand formed an arc, stabbing fiercely behind him.

He hadn't yet managed to stab the girl behind him. The girl sneered and struck him hard in the chest with a palm strike.

His expression changed drastically at that moment, and Wang Huan spat out a mouthful of blood before flying out of the air.

It landed heavily with a thud.

"Yehenara Xier!" Wang Huan was furious when he saw the girl behind him.

She wore a brightly colored long dress, with a military green coat draped over her shoulders. Her face was beautiful, and her demeanor was dignified. Every gesture exuded an air of nobility. Smiling, the girl gently tossed away her gas mask. Then she walked over to me, knelt down, and gently helped me up, saying, "I'm sorry, Xi'er is late."

"You dealt with the scorpion and the centipede?" Wang Huan asked, staring intently at the girl.

“Yes, Anjia’s special forces are currently clearing out the poisonous insects below. They will be here to help us in three minutes,” the girl smiled.

Upon hearing Xi'er's words, Wang Huan's eyebrows furrowed. He stared at Xi'er for a long time, then suddenly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Laughing loudly, Wang Huan's expression was ferocious. His face was covered in grime, making him look somewhat disheveled. Suddenly, he looked coldly at Xi'er and said, "So what if you have reinforcements? I've already calculated all the loopholes. They can't help you, otherwise I wouldn't have been so confident in giving them the opportunity to surround me!"

"Hmm?" Xi'er frowned slightly.

With a cold laugh, Wang Huan suddenly pulled a small object from his person. The object was flashing red, and Wang Huan glanced at us coldly before pressing his thumb down.

*Beep beep.* The little thing suddenly let out a sharp cry. Xi'er's expression changed slightly, and she immediately hugged me tightly, shielding me with her body.

At the same time, a loud bang suddenly came from downstairs. The entire building shook, and large chunks of plaster and cement debris fell from the ceiling.

Instantly, the entire building was filled with dust. I only felt warmth on my face, and the unique fragrance of a young girl wafted into my nose. Glancing at Xi'er's bulging clothes, my heart pounded.

Gradually, the dust began to settle. Wang Huan didn't give Xi'er and me a chance to be affectionate. He threw away the little thing in our hands and strode towards us. "So what if you have the An family's special forces helping you? I've blown up the stairs of this building. No one can come up to help you now!"

"Wang Xi..." Realizing something was wrong, Xi'er looked at me with a blushing face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Seeing Xi'er's blushing face, I was also extremely nervous.

Blood had stained Xi'er's expensive clothes, but she didn't seem to care. Instead, she appeared even more embarrassed and suddenly pushed me away, saying, "If Zhang Xuan knew, she might be angry..."

"Yes." I nodded gently, thinking of Zhang Xuan.

"Do you like me?" Xi'er seemed to hesitate for a moment, then asked me softly.

"Big brother and sister-in-law, stop showing off your love! Can you two listen to me?!" Wang Huan suddenly became furious when he saw that we had forgotten about him.

"You called me sister-in-law?" Xi'er looked at Wang Huan in surprise, her face beaming with pride.

"Heh, so what if you have the Anjia Army's help? I've already blown up the staircase in this building. Tonight, you two might both die here!" Wang Huan said coldly.

"Heh..." Xi'er smiled after hearing Wang Huan's words.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Huan asked coldly.

"Because you can't beat me at all!" Xi'er suddenly dodged towards Wang Huan.

As Xi'er brushed past me, her soft, warm fragrance soothed my soul. Xi'er, however, was already in front of Wang Huan, and with a raised hand, she struck him hard.

Knowing how formidable Xi'er was, Wang Huan quickly dodged. But his expression soon changed, because Xi'er had already delivered an even faster palm strike to him.

At that moment, Wang Huan's expression changed drastically, and he was sent flying. Xi'er didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, rushing over and kicking him hard.

Then, Xi'er said coldly, "Thank you for helping Wang Xi exercise. Now, Xi'er will help you exercise."

As she spoke, Xi'er grabbed Wang Huan's foot and swung it hard. With a bang, Wang Huan was thrown into the opposite house by Xi'er, kicking up a thick cloud of dust.

Then, Xi'er coldly walked in. Less than three seconds later, Wang Huan was thrown out again by Xi'er. Stepping on Wang Huan's chest, Xi'er kicked him hard again. Wang Huan crashed into the ground, creating another small mound. With a cold face, Xi'er picked up the sword from the ground and held it to his neck. "Do you submit?"

"..." My eyes widened immediately upon hearing Xi'er's words.

"..." Upon hearing Xi'er's words, Wang Huan's expression changed as well.

Then, Xi'er uttered something that shocked everyone. Giving Wang Huan a cold look, Xi'er said disdainfully, "I'm not killing you because you're Wang Xi's brother. You're really giving me too much credit..."

"..." Hearing Xi'er's local dialect, I was shocked again.

At that moment, I saw Wang Huan's face turn extremely ugly. Gritting his teeth, he suddenly roared, "I refuse to accept this!"

He grabbed Xi'er's sword in an instant, and a black iron glove appeared on his body without anyone noticing. At the same time, Wang Huan flipped backward and jumped up quickly, tearing his suit jacket to reveal a pair of gold-threaded soft armor.

"This is the protective treasure of the Wang family patriarch?" Xi'er exclaimed in surprise.

"Xi'er, you can't kill me! I still have my trump card!" Wang Huan roared, suddenly pulling out a stick of incense and lighting it. He then shouted something, his muscles bulging.

After reciting the incantation, Wang Huan immediately took a large handful of incense sticks and began to beat them against his body. As he did so, Wang Huan coldly looked at Xi'er and said, "In terms of talent, I am indeed inferior to you chosen ones. In terms of family influence, I, Wang Huan, cannot find as many good masters as you, Xi'er."

"However, I, Wang Huan, also have a mentor from whom I learned many skills. These skills are not martial arts, but they can far make up for my shortcomings in martial arts!"

"Is this Maoshan Taoist magic?" Xi'er retreated while holding her sword.

"That's right, you'll all die!" Suddenly, Wang Huan's muscles expanded rapidly, and he grew much taller. With a cold snort, Wang Huan transformed into a black whirlwind and charged towards Xi'er.

"He actually used Maoshan evil magic! We have to run!" Without even fighting him, Xi'er quickly ran towards me, grabbed me, and ran.

As for me, although I didn't know what kind of kung fu it was, I felt it was very powerful. Without even nodding to Xi'er, I was pulled away by her and ran.

The two of them ran quickly, and when we had only run about twenty meters, we suddenly felt a cold wind behind us. Releasing me and turning around, Xi'er swung her sword at the enlarged Wang Huan.

However, Wang Huan was wearing golden silk armor. When Xi'er's sword struck him, it only produced a spark.

With a whoosh, Wang Huan's palm strike came hurtling towards her, sending Xi'er flying. She landed heavily on the ground, blood slowly trickling from the corner of her mouth.

When I saw that Xi'er was injured because of me, my eyes widened immediately. I shouted Xi'er's name and quickly ran over to pick her up.

Xi'er had already been injured once for my sake, and now she had been injured by Wang Huan. Looking at the blood flowing from the corner of Xi'er's mouth, an indescribable hatred welled up in my heart.

I hate myself, I hate how weak I am. I have to be protected by a girl. And I even caused her to get hurt.

Wang Huan, on the other hand, had a ferocious expression, his entire body radiating a chilling aura. His eyes were cruel, and he kicked me away with a vengeance. Then, he grabbed Xi'er's foot, dragging her along, and said to her, "Now it's my turn to help you exercise, isn't it?"