Translator: Myuu Editor: Myuu
Seeing Yan Liqiang sent flying by Zhu An, one of the thugs at the side thought Yan Liqiang had already lost his fighting strength. Thinking that he could exploit the situation, he rushed forward without thinking and tried to restrain Yan Liqiang.
When he was about to lift his leg and step on Yan Liqiang, his leg was suddenly encircled by Yan Liqiang’s left arm. Yan Liqiang only exerted some force on his single arm to flip that thug over onto the ground before he hammered his face with his fist. He punched so hard that the thug was left with a bloodied face…
Right after that, Yan Liqiang’s left hand passed underneath that person’s armpit, and he locked his arm around the thug’s neck with his hand that was holding a weapon from behind. This position only allowed that thug to kick his legs against the ground as he struggled to no avail.
“RELEASE HIM!!” Zhu An and the other thugs in black yelled.
Yan Liqiang was wearing a chilly expression on his face. He was half-kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood while smiling mournfully like an injured wolf. His gaze was sharp like the blade of a sword, exuding boundless rage and murderous intention as he glared fiercely at the people around him. He exerted force on his arm and immediately broke the struggling thug’s neck single-handedly with a snap.
The thug’s body went limp and collapsed on the ground like mud.
This was the second person Yan Liqiang had finished off.
He picked up the knife in that thug’s hand with his left hand and watched everyone in the surroundings with a bloodthirsty gaze while he was half-kneeling on the ground.
When Yan Liqiang was about to stand up, he realized that he had completely lost sensation along the entire right side of his body, starting from his right shoulder to his right hand and all the way down to his right leg. He couldn’t even stand up. Other than pain and numbness, half his body couldn’t perceive any other sensations.
The surrounding area instantly fell silent. Most of the thugs who closed in on Yan Liqiang earlier retreated a step back due to fear.
When Yan Liqiang’s sharp gaze swept past Young Master Fu, Fu Zixiang’s countenance paled slightly. He was quivering lightly and didn’t even dare to meet Yan Liqiang’s gaze.
“Young Master Fu, you cannot keep this person. He is different than those from before. The moment you give him room to breathe, he will break your neck. You can’t possibly tame a carnivorous, violent wolf into a rabbit. Young Master Fu, if you insist on wanting him, he might just kill you any moment…” Zhu An stood somewhere not far from Yan Liqiang while watching him. He took a deep breath and warned Young Master Fu.
Although some men might have been trained by them to become a male escort through threats, promises, and torture, Zhu An could tell right away from the look in Yan Liqiang’s eyes that a man like him would never yield to anyone, not to mention a male escort. Keeping someone like this by your side was akin to hanging a knife right above the bed you slept in.
He also couldn’t understand why a handsome youth like Yan Liqiang would have such a violent and vicious side to him. The innermost being of this youth and his exterior were two polar opposites.
After making an enemy with this kind of person, one definitely couldn’t afford to keep him around.
“If you agree to follow me today… and obey my orders, I will let them spare you! What do you think?” Young Master Fu swallowed nervously, and then shouted at Yan Liqiang from outside the ring.
“Go f*ck yourself!” Yan Liqiang bloodily spat at Young Master Fu, then pointed at him with his knife. “If I, your father, cannot kill a thrash like you in this lifetime, I will make sure to behead you in my next life!”
“Zhu An, I’ll… leave everything up to you…” When Young Master Fu saw Yan Liqiang’s expression, he shook his head and let out a reluctant sigh. Then with a sweet voice he said, “I didn’t expect you to be someone so ungrateful. For such a beautiful man like yourself, why make life so difficult for yourself? Such a pity!”
“There’s no need to feel pity for him, Young Master Fu. You will probably meet better ones in the future!” Zhu An smiled and extended his hand. The thug beside him immediately handed over a knife to him. With the knife in his hand, Zhu An inched slowly towards Yan Liqiang.
He didn’t actually expect to get into trouble thanks to his handsome face during this reincarnation. If he knew things would turn out this way, he’d rather his appearance to look like how it was in his previous life. Yan Liqiang smiled bitterly in his heart and tightly gripped the dagger in his hand as he watched Zhu An coming towards him. There was only one thought running through his mind right now and no one could have guessed it — would he still be given another chance to reincarnate after dying this time?
Zhu An wiped the blade of his knife with a cruel smile on his face as he drew nearer to Yan Liqiang, step by step. When he was two meters away from Yan Liqiang, he squinted his eyes and was about to end Yan Liqiang’s life. Yan Liqiang’s entire body stiffened, ready to pull another scapegoat down with him before his death…
A faint sigh was suddenly heard by everyone.
“I have traversed the world for a few decades before I finally stumble across a satisfying potential disciple. Now, who dares to kill my disciple before me…?”
Everyone turned their heads around together in shock and discovered the old herb gatherer with a broken leg whom Yan Liqiang had just set down by the roadside earlier. Unbeknownst to anyone, he was standing and looking at those people who surrounded Yan Liqiang with an apathetic gaze, as though they were nothing more than ants.
Yan Liqiang blinked and stared at the old man’s supposedly broken leg. He thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. The bone of that old man’s broken leg was protruding outwards at a strange angle earlier and his leg was extremely swollen. Yet the very same leg had returned to normal before anyone realized it. At the same time, the aura around the old man had also become different.
“You’re nothing but a herb gathering old fart. What are you bluffing about accepting a disciple! You scared me…!” One of the thugs yelled indignantly right after recovering from his shock. He charged towards the old man with his weapon without thinking twice.
“BE CAREFUL, OLD MAN!” Yan Liqiang yelled in urgency.
The old man gave Yan Liqiang a smile. Before he even had to move, a golden light ray flew out of his sleeve. It went into the ear of that thug who was charging towards him at lightning speed, and then came out from his nose…
At first, Yan Liqiang thought the speed of that golden light was blazing fast. However, he only knew what ‘fast’ truly meant in the next second. Compared to the speed earlier, that was like slow-motion. His eyes widened like saucers as he was unable to follow that golden light anymore. He could only catch the sight of that golden light making a round at lightning speed with his naked eyes before all the thugs around him, including Zhu An and the other two bodyguards by Young Master Fu’s side, collapsed limply on the ground in the following second…
In the end, Young Master Fu was left alone standing there in a daze as if he had just seen a ghost. Seeing everyone around him collapse one after another, he shrieked, “GHOST…!!” and was ready to flee…
Yan Liqiang saw the old herb gatherer pointing a finger at Young Master Fu from twenty or thirty meters away. A speck of white light shot out from his finger like a meteor, hitting Young Master Fu. In just a split moment, Young Master Fu was unable to move his body, as if he were under a paralysis spell.
The old man then came to Yan Liqiang’s side. He looked at him and smiled, “Luckily that person has only trained his Hundred Venomous Snakes Hands to the third layer realm, which barely scratched the surface. Had it been above the seventh layer and hit you, I would have had to spare a little more effort…”
The old man spoke and then reached out to slap Yan Liqiang’s right shoulder. At that moment, Yan Liqiang felt a warm current pouring forth from his shoulder to the inside of his body. The pain and numbness on the right side of his body instantly vanished and he felt just like a defrosted fish when he regained the ability to move.
Yan Liqiang immediately jumped up. He then wordlessly rushed to Young Master Fu who was holding the knife in his hand. Young Master Fu watched in terror as Yan Liqiang lifted the knife in his hand and brought it down. Young Master Fu’s head was sent flying before it fell and tumbled on the ground…
“Marvellous, simply marvellous. You remind me of myself in the past…” At the sight of Yan Liqiang beheading Young Master Fu without any hesitation, the old man laughed heartily while clapping his hands from the side.
In just matter of a few seconds, those corpses which had been circled by the golden light on the floor earlier started to soften up as they slowly melted into puddles of blood….
Yan Liqiang couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart when he witnessed this scene.
When he realized that the old man was staring at him with a smile, Yan Liqiang threw away the knife in his hand and immediately came up to the old man. He kneeled down and directly bowed down to him three times; he bowed so low that his forehead touched the ground. “Greetings from Yan Liqiang to Master!”
“Hahaha!” The old man laughed loudly, then pulled Yan Liqiang up. “My good disciple, someone is coming. We shall talk more in the sky.”
When Yan Liqiang was still wondering what he meant by ‘talk more in the sky’, a whooshing sound raced beside his ear. His heart nearly leaped out from his chest because his body bounced upwards as though he were bungee jumping, soaring up to more than a hundred meters above the ground in just a flash. The moment Yan Liqiang nearly screamed in panic when he felt his body falling back towards the ground, a blue, gigantic eagle with two pairs of wings with a wingspan of twenty meters flew towards them at lightning speed. That old man then helped Yan Liqiang sit securely on the back of that gigantic eagle…
The screech of the gigantic eagle reverberated through the skies. It then spread its wings, raised its altitude, and soared into the skies. All Yan Liqiang could feel was the powerful gust of wind blowing against his face which was so hard that his face started to hurt. He could barely even keep his eyes open. In just a few seconds, he felt his mind going blank as it became harder to breathe. His body grew heavy, and then all he could see was darkness.
“Oops, I almost forgot that this disciple of mine doesn’t seem to be a Martial Warrior. He might not be able to endure Blue Luan’s speed in the sky…”
These were the last words Yan Liqiang faintly heard before he lost his consciousness…
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