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Seeing Zhang Yuru about to leave, two of the six bodyguards behind Guo Yunhua directly blocked the staircase. At this moment, all six remaining bodyguards possessed the strength of Intermediate Knights, while the person still sitting at the table drinking had even greater strength than these six bodyguards, which clearly showed how much Guo Yunhua's father cared for his child.
One of the bodyguards blocking the staircase said, "Miss, you are being unreasonable. After you hit our young master, he still wants to invite you to dinner. Don't you think you should show some courtesy? Be a good girl and come back to drink with our young master. If not, you won't be leaving today."
Zhang Yuru looked up at the two men in front of her and said, "Are you trying to force me to stay?"
The bodyguard sneered, "That depends on whether you're willing to cooperate."
Zhang Yuru also sneered, "Hmph! If you want to force me to stay, you'll have to see if you have the ability."
As soon as Zhang Yuru finished speaking, a scream echoed through the air, followed by the sound of someone tumbling down the stairs. The man who had just been standing there was now lying at the bottom of the stairs, leaving a trail of blood on the steps.
In the spot where that man had stood was now occupied by a white three-tailed dog. After knocking that man down the stairs, it turned around and looked at another bodyguard guarding the staircase. The bodyguard was so startled by what had just happened that he instinctively took a step back and nervously said, "What do you want? Don't come any closer."
Guo Yunhua, watching from the side, sensed danger and signaled to the four remaining bodyguards behind him. The four Intermediate Knights stepped forward. The frightened bodyguard saw his companions coming and steadied himself, joining the others to surround Zhang Yuru in a semicircle.
Seeing this situation, the three-tailed dog tightly protected Zhang Yuru behind it while the five people in front drew their weapons. Realizing what was happening, it immediately metalized itself and sent a mental message to Xuanrou, giving it a chance to help Zhang Yuru escape.
With Xuanrou protecting Zhang Yuru from behind, the three-tailed dog felt more at ease. It transformed from its original white form into one radiating golden light and charged towards the five Intermediate Knights.
Facing opponents slightly weaker than itself, it felt confident. However, it was still wary of the man who had been drinking in the back.
The sound of metal clashing filled the entire tavern as all five Intermediate Knights' weapons fell to the ground, and they were knocked down by the three-tailed dog.
At this point, only Zhang Yuru, Guo Yunhua, and the man who had been drinking remained uninjured on the second floor of the hotel, along with five disheveled girls huddled in a corner.
After dealing with those five bodyguards, the three-tailed dog continued to advance towards Guo Yunhua. Guo Yunhua panicked and retreated while shouting at those behind him, "Cui Zhongyi, my father asked you to protect me, not to sit there drinking! If you don't come over now, this mad dog is going to bite me!"
Just as Guo Yunhua finished speaking, the three-tailed dog leaped into action with its tail aimed directly at Guo Yunhua. Just when its tail was about thirty centimeters away from him, a fist emerged from behind Guo Yunhua. This fist was clad in an iron gauntlet while another hand pulled Guo Yunhua aside.
The force was so strong that it threw Guo Yunhua onto a nearby table with a loud metallic crash. The sounds of metal clashing continued as one person and one beast engaged in fierce combat. After lying on the ground for a while, Guo Yunhua struggled to stand up as some of his bodyguards began to recover and get back on their feet. Only three of them managed to rise; they quickly gathered around Guo Yunhua.
Guo Yunhua glared fiercely at Zhang Yuru watching from nearby and said angrily, "No one has ever dared to hit me. I will make you pay for this today! You three go grab her!"
Three guards swung their weapons, exerting their last bit of strength, hoping to make a good impression in front of their master.
When they were about three meters away from Zhang Yuru, a shadow rushed up from downstairs. This shadow collided directly with the three guards. Almost simultaneously, the guards let out horrific cries, and their weapons flew from their hands. The three guards were tragically slammed against the surrounding walls, and when they fell down, it was clear they were barely breathing.
Guo Yunhua was startled and jumped back. After regaining composure, he finally saw what had knocked everyone down in front of him, but after staring for a while, he still couldn't figure out what kind of beast it was. All he could see was a black beast covered in scales; its head resembled that of a dragon, its body like a deer, and it had the tail of an ox. What on earth was this creature?
While Guo Yunhua was pondering this, a young man in white clothing, around twenty years old, walked up from the first floor. Upon reaching the second floor, he immediately said, "XP, come back. You escort the lady home; I'll handle things here."
Upon hearing this voice, XP quickly disengaged from the battle with Cui Zhongyi and returned to Zhang Yuru's side. Seeing the newcomer, Zhang Yuru sighed in relief and turned to leave the tavern under XP's escort. As they descended the stairs, she reminded him, "Liu Guanfeng, be extra careful."
The newcomer was indeed Liu Guanfeng, and the first to rush to the second floor was Mo Qilin Xiao Hei. Liu Guanfeng did not acknowledge Zhang Yuru; he simply nodded at the man in front of him. Without looking back, Zhang Yuru left the tavern under XP's guidance. At this moment, Guo Yunhua wanted to keep Zhang Yuru behind, but all his other guards had been defeated except for this one disobedient one.
The man stood there with both hands ready to confront Liu Guanfeng but showed no intention of attacking. Frustrated, Guo Yunhua shouted at Liu Guanfeng, "Who are you to ruin my plans?"
Liu Guanfeng ignored Guo Yunhua and directly addressed Cui Zhongyi, saying, "Let's go outside; it's too cramped here. If you don't come willingly, I can't guarantee your young master's safety." After saying this, Liu Guanfeng turned and walked down to the first floor. After thinking for a moment, Cui Zhongyi also jumped out of the window on the second floor and followed Liu Guanfeng as he ran ahead.
Soon they ran over a thousand meters out of the village and stopped in an open area. Liu Guanfeng turned around and took out his most handy Twin Iron Halberds from his Cosmic Bag. Seeing Liu Guanfeng's weapon made Cui Zhongyi pause; he had never seen such a weapon before.
Cui Zhongyi remained on guard. Noticing that his opponent wasn't moving, Liu Guanfeng swung his Twin Halberds and charged forward. With the sound of clashing metal ringing out, the two began to fight.
As soon as they engaged in combat, Cui Zhongyi felt his heart race; he couldn't believe that such a young boy could possess such great skill—deep martial prowess and strange techniques. He had received guidance from renowned masters and had never met anyone who could surpass him in technique since he began training; it was precisely because of his unique moves that he had come this far.
However, today he finally encountered someone with even more innovative techniques who seemed capable of understanding his moves and easily countering them each time.
After exchanging blows with Cui Zhongyi, Liu Guanfeng was also surprised; he was very familiar with his opponent's techniques and could even use them himself because this set of moves was none other than Shaolin Arhat Fist—a fundamental style practiced in Shaolin Temple. However, due to the lack of specific sects or styles throughout the Knight Continent, this basic Luohan Fist became one of the most exquisite martial arts on the continent.
Gradually, Liu Guanfeng realized that Cui Zhongyi only knew nine techniques; he did not know the final nine moves of this set. Liu Guanfeng learned this fist technique thanks to Bai Hu's teachings and spent considerable time mastering it. Seeing that his opponent could perform Luohan Fist made Liu Guanfeng feel excited; after forcing Cui Zhongyi back with several fierce thrusts of his halberds, Liu Guanfeng put away his Twin Iron Halberds into his Cosmic Bag and took out a final pair of silk gloves to wear.
Liu Guanfeng then performed an opening stance for Luohan Fist directed at Cui Zhongyi. Seeing this action made Cui Zhongyi momentarily stunned before mimicking Liu Guanfeng's stance perfectly. With a slight smile, Liu Guanfeng charged forward while Cui Zhongyi grew increasingly confused—had he just learned my fist technique after I practiced it once?
Soon enough, Cui Zhongyi finished all nine moves of his fist technique while Liu Guanfeng showed no signs of stopping and continued attacking. Cui Zhongyi blindly defended himself while Liu Guanfeng grew faster with each strike until he completed all eighteen moves of Luohan Fist. Cui Zhongyi received dozens of punches from Liu Guanfeng but only sustained minor injuries due to Liu Guanfeng controlling his strength.
After finishing all eighteen moves of Luohan Fist, Liu Guanfeng stood firm while Cui Zhongyi stood there dazedly with blood on his face. With trembling fingers pointing at Liu Guanfeng, he stammered, "Y-you... how do you know this set of fist techniques? Who are you?"
Liu Guanfeng smiled and replied, "It seems you're the loser here; how can a loser question the winner? Now tell me who you are and why you know Luohan Fist?"
At this moment, Cui Zhongyi finally understood that he had lost the recent match, marking his first defeat since he began his journey. Although he had faced many opponents stronger than himself before, he had always emerged victorious using his own techniques. Thus, he found it difficult to adapt to the feeling of being a loser.
Seeing that Cui Zhongyi remained silent, Liu Guanfeng asked again, pulling Cui Zhongyi back to reality. Cui Zhongyi raised his head and said, "This set of martial arts was taught to me by my master."
"Oh? And who is your master?"
"You wouldn't know even if I told you. My master is a reclusive expert."
"Even a reclusive expert must have a name, right? Come on, tell me."
As a loser, Cui Zhongyi could only lower his head and say softly, "My master's name is White Tiger."
Liu Guanfeng couldn't help but chuckle inwardly as he recalled what White Tiger had said before. He had mentioned teaching a disciple in this world, but due to certain circumstances, he had only taught this disciple half of the Luohan Fist and half of the Yi Jin Jing. This disciple's name was also mentioned to be Cui Zhongyi. The purpose of teaching this disciple was to help him achieve his dream of returning home.
Upon learning that the person in front of him was the Cui Zhongyi frequently mentioned by White Tiger, Liu Guanfeng felt very pleased. After all, having an elite Advanced Knight suddenly appear when they were short on manpower was certainly a cause for joy.
However, seeing Cui Zhongyi's dejected demeanor sparked Liu Guanfeng's playful side. He took out two books from his Cosmic Bag, which were handwritten copies of Luohan Fist and Yi Jin Jing.
Holding the two books in front of Cui Zhongyi, Liu Guanfeng said, "Cui Zhongyi, listen well. By the order of my master White Tiger, I am now imparting to you the two ultimate skills: Luohan Fist and Yi Jin Jing. Do you wish to learn?"
Cui Zhongyi was taken aback upon hearing Liu Guanfeng's words. He quickly lifted his head and when he saw the Luohan Fist and Yi Jin Jing in Liu Guanfeng's hands, he immediately knelt down without hesitation. Tears welled up in his eyes.
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