Chapter 104 - 102: A Promising Start, Disappointing End

"Damn it!"

"Go to hell!"

Several elders moved their Qi-Blood like fierce tigers, rushing forward and jointly attacking Miao Xiyang.

"Get lost, you brats!"

Miao Xiyang roared angrily, his clothes bursting apart, revealing terrifyingly swollen muscles.

His muscles were like little hills, with veins resembling coiled dragons spreading all over his body, looking sinister and ugly.

His bronze skin quickly flushed, turning into a shiny crimson, emitting a faint glow in the night.

He drew the broad sword from his back, battling four or five elders of the Extreme Fist Sect alone, even dominating, forcing the elders to dodge left and right, unable to mount an effective counterattack.

’Bang!’

Miao Xiyang casually slashed a person-high stone lion, and the splintering stones shot toward the ordinary sect members, causing cries of pain.

"Where are the Great Elder and Sect Leader?" an elder asked angrily.

At this moment, the two strongest fighters of the Extreme Fist Sect had yet to appear.

Within the sect, Great Elder Zhou Bufeng was questioning Sect Leader Wei Youdao: "Why are you unwilling to act? Do you know what time it is now?"

Wei Youdao, a skinny old man, weakly said, "Jiang Chi, that scoundrel, is lurking in the shadows. I must be cautious. If I fall, we’ll be in real trouble today.

Also, it’s related to the Huang Family. You must quickly summon their patriarch. We can’t let them stay out of this."

Zhou Bufeng was helpless, but knowing the sect leader made sense, he rushed out by himself.

"Miao Xiyang, prepare to die!"

Zhou Bufeng’s whole body emitted a strong red glow of Qi-Blood, and white steam seeped from his skin.

He leaped over the wall like a humanoid fierce beast, landing in front of Miao Xiyang.

’Clang clang clang clang!’

Zhou Bufeng, wearing pure silver Profound Iron Fists, clashed with the broad sword, sparks flying and the sound piercing for several miles.

The two powerful figures collided fiercely, neither overpowering the other.

"Brother, let me assist you!" Seeing his brother gradually being disadvantaged, Miao Dongyang couldn’t resist holding a sword to join the battle.

Three small bright figures clashed together, snapping trees, collapsing walls, cracking stone slabs, and raising dust everywhere.

Circulation Martial Artists, nearly standing atop Tai City’s food chain, their destructive power comparable to prehistoric giants.

Ordinary martial artists couldn’t interfere, nor did they dare.

’Boom boom boom!’

They fought from one side to the other, collapsing a nearby stone house.

The citizens of the nearby residences hurriedly ran out to escape without even properly dressing.

"Stop!"

The enormous commotion finally attracted a middle-aged man wearing a blue official uniform and a black rigid hat.

Square-faced, full beard, clothing embroidered with an orange-red rhinoceros pattern, wearing black boots.

However, the three were already fighting lively, entirely unable to stop.

Seeing his words ignored, a flash of fury came across the official man’s brows and eyes.

Standing firm, channeling energy, it felt like rivers rushing within him, fists aligned by the waist, then flew forward simultaneously.

’Crack!’

It was like a startled thunder arising from the flat ground.

At the ends of his fists, a red flash jumped out, instantly exploding the nearby air.

It quickly caused a chain reaction.

Formed two visible white airflows, surging like swimming dragons, crossing a dozen yards to directly strike the three small bright figures in fierce combat!

’Boom!’

Three peak Circulation Martial Artists were originally in an intense fight.

But after being struck by these two white airflows, they suddenly dispersed, each flying backward into the air, then heavily crashed to the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked.

"This is Blood Force Breakthrough. A Martial Artist has intervened!"

"Judging by the uniform, he’s from the City Lord’s Mansion!"

"Extreme Fist Sect and Heavy Sword Sect are pillars of Tai City, the City Lord’s Mansion won’t let them waste resources fighting each other."

After the unexpected attack, Zhou Bufeng and the Miao elders quickly stood up, not daring to get angry, but respectfully saluting the nearby official man.

"Marshal Yue!"

The official man addressed as Marshal Yue coldly said: "Do you have any respect for the law, or for the City Lord’s Mansion?"

"Destroying houses, disturbing citizens’ rest, if you don’t explain today, you’ll tour the Black Prison!"

Upon hearing ’Black Prison,’ the three men changed their expressions.

Great Elder of the Extreme Fist Sect, Zhou Bufeng, led the complaint: "Marshal, the Heavy Sword Sect unjustly sends people to attack us, please take charge!"

"You son of..." Seeing the official man’s icy look, Miao Xiyang swallowed his curse and angrily said, "Your disciple hurt our sect’s genius, we’re just here to capture the perpetrator!"

"Elder Miao, regardless of whether my disciple hurt someone or not, if he did, it’s not up to you to arrest him, right?" The thin old Sect Leader Wei Youdao, who hadn’t surfaced, now stepped from the door.

He cupped fists to the official man, "According to the Great David Law, only the government has the right to apprehend people. Your actions are overstepping and put the City Lord’s Mansion in a difficult position."

At this statement, the two Miao elders’ faces changed.

And Marshal Yue nodded: "Indeed, apprehending the perpetrator is the responsibility of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Even if the victim were a member of the Heavy Sword Sect, it should be left for us to investigate."

He clapped his hands, and a line of archers stepped forward, ready to arrest Huang Longgang.

"Hold on!"

From a distance, a middle-aged man in yellow clothing, luxuriously dressed, came walking strong and decisive, with every step exuding powerful aura.

"Marshal Yue, though my son is somewhat delinquent, he wouldn’t commit such heinous acts as murder," the man said calmly. "Plus, I heard the deceased was a Two-Blood Warrior.

How could my son, who just broke through with medicine, kill him?"

"If you throw him in prison based on mere accusation, it’s quite rash."

"Breaking through with medicine, does the Patriarch Huang speak the truth?" Marshal Yue was momentarily stunned.

Taking medicine to breakthrough consumes potential for future progress ahead of time.

It’s not something anyone would do unless truly desperate.

Besides, the combat prowess lags compared to peers.

"Is it true or not, let Marshal Yue investigate," said the yellow-clad man, clearly affected by the situation.

"Alright!"

Marshal Yue leapt, continuously kicking mid-air, as if stepping on air.

As clothes flapped in the breeze, he appeared next to the drunken, unconscious Huang Longgang.

"Lightweight Skill?"

Lou Yi stood in the corner, deeply shaken by this sight.

The gap between a Martial Artist and a martial artist seems insurmountable.

Reaching for Huang Longgang’s wrist, neck, and back, Marshal Yue nodded: "Qi-Blood is mixed, pulse unstable, he indeed broke through with medicine, what a pity.

Unable to identify the perpetrator, Heavy Sword Sect members should retreat quickly, do not disturb the public."

"If he didn’t do it, it’s possible other Huang family members did!" Miao Xiyang accused persistently.

"Elder Miao, words and actions require evidence," the Huang Family Master coldly said, "I could also claim it was an insider job among you. If you want to arrest, might as well arrest everybody, they’re all suspects!"

At this, the Miao elders exchanged glances, not daring to argue further.

"This ends here. Everyone return." Marshal Yue concluded the matter, leading the archers away first.

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