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Just as Xin Yi's palm was about to touch the handle of the thin blade that had taken many lives, a deep voice rang out, "Hehehe, Crimson Sun Palm, interesting! Let me experience it!" It was Big Bull!
The somewhat foolish Big Bull actually recognized this as the Crimson Sun Palm and wanted to give it a try. Hearing this, Xin Yi was momentarily stunned. Could it be that Big Bull was a martial arts master with extraordinary skills? He had always thought of him as just a big guy with immense strength. Had he misjudged him? He had never seen him show any prowess before.
Big Bull began pulling out a large number of guns from various pockets and throwing them onto the floor with a loud thud. This was rare equipment, yet Big Bull tossed them around carelessly as if they were trash. If a child picked one up to play with, it could lead to disaster. Qin Dali quickly called over a brother to pick them up and put them away. After emptying his pockets, Big Bull unbuttoned his shirt and threw it aside, revealing his muscular upper body. My goodness! Everyone present gasped in astonishment. Was this still human? His bulging muscles looked like small hills, giving an overwhelming sense of power and visual impact. If Big Bull had been born several decades earlier, there would be no way for the so-called invincible strongman from Country E to dominate in Heavenly Pride Nation. In front of Big Bull, that boastful strongman would probably seem like a little kid; one punch from him could send that guy's head into his stomach!
Big Bull strode over and chuckled, "Brother Xin, let me have a go at this Crimson Sun Palm!"
Xin Yi smiled and jumped out of the circle, directly walking towards Elder Xu, who was still seated in his armchair. Seeing Xin Yi approach, Elder Xu couldn't sit still any longer; he smiled slightly and stood up, assuming a Tai Chi stance. Xin Yi stood five steps away, staring at Elder Xu's posture for a few seconds. Elder Xu felt uneasy under Xin Yi's gaze and circled around twice in standard Tai Chi form, taking a defensive stance ready to counter any attack. Xin Yi shook his head with a smile and turned to Qin Dali, saying, "Dali, I'll leave this old fellow to you; I'm going to deal with the sniper upstairs." With that, he leaped upstairs.
Qin Dali responded affirmatively and stepped towards Elder Xu. Old Ma turned in another direction and also assumed a Tai Chi stance facing Qin Dali. The expression in his eyes was inscrutable. Qin Dali did not dare to be careless; he circled around Elder Xu once. Elder Xu matched Qin Dali's movements without leaving any openings for him. After completing the circle, Qin Dali suddenly kicked towards Elder Xu's guarded center. With an "ouch," Elder Xu rolled away and lay on the floor for quite some time without getting up. "Damn it! What a show-off! You think you're Zhang Sanfeng?" Qin Dali cursed angrily and ignored Elder Xu on the floor.
Poor Elder Xu usually practiced Tai Chi for health reasons; posing was fine for him, but when it came to fighting—he was out of practice! Since ending his military career decades ago, the revered Elder Xu hadn't fought at all; everything had been handled by those under him. He was quite skilled at pretending to be high and mighty but hadn't engaged in rough street fights for many years; all the basics he had learned in the army were long forgotten.
Meanwhile, Big Bull and Xu Butler were locked in fierce combat. Big Bull's massive frame was now bare-chested, his muscles moving fluidly with each motion. His giant fists swung like windmills, forcing Xu Butler to retreat step by step. Xu Butler's Crimson Sun Palm was an external style Kung Fu based on brute strength; while it might have some effectiveness against Xin Yi, it was child's play against someone as strong as Big Bull. Big Bull lacked many things but not strength—there's an old saying that one strong man can defeat ten skilled ones. When Xu Butler struck with his Crimson Sun Palm, Big Bull met it head-on with his fist without flinching; Big Bull's tough skin absorbed the impact while Xu Butler felt his palms go numb from the shock.
After exchanging several blows, Xu Butler's arms were already aching from the force of the strikes, significantly diminishing the power of his Crimson Sun Palm.
Seizing an opportunity, Big Bull suddenly roared and feinted with his left arm while driving his right fist like a meteor straight into Xu Butler's chest. At this point, it was too late for Xu Butler to evade; he could only raise both arms defensively. There was a loud thud as Big Bull's fist collided heavily with both of Xu Butler's palms against his chest. Xu Butler staggered back seven or eight steps before spitting out a mouthful of blood. In fact, it was quite remarkable that he could withstand such an attack; for an ordinary person, that punch would have sent them flying—this showed that Xu Butler's Crimson Sun Palm wasn't just empty talk.
After spitting blood, Xu Butler swayed slightly but then revealed a look of surprise in his eyes as he pointed at Big Bull and asked tremulously, "Are you related to Bull Tianma of Changbai Ridge Meteor Fist?"
Big Bull paused at this question and stopped attacking momentarily before replying incredulously, "What do you mean by Changbai Ridge Meteor Fist?"
"You don't know?" A look of disbelief flashed in Xu Butler's eyes as he continued, "But you're clearly using Meteor Fist!"
Big Bull impatiently retorted, "I told you I don't know anything about Changbai Ridge Meteor Fist! Old man, are you trying to scare me by bringing up my father's name?"
"Your father's name?" The surprise in Xu Butler's eyes deepened as he asked, "Then why do you say you don't know about Changbai Ridge Meteor Fist master Bull Tianma?"
"I really don’t know anything about Changbai Ridge Meteor Fist," Big Bull said curiously. "But Bull Tianma is my father!"
"Hahaha... you really are the child of Old Friend!" Xu Butler laughed and said, "Child, quickly tell me, how is your father doing now?"
Big Bull found this even more strange and frowned as he asked, "Old man, who are you? How do you know my dad? I don't even know my dad."
"What? You don't know your dad?" Xu Butler asked tremulously. "Child, are you saying you've never met your father?"
"Yeah, I've never seen my dad since I was born. My mom told me that my dad died to save my uncle from some bad guys from the Mingguo Party. My mom said my dad was a hero!" Big Bull replied proudly.
"Ah? Dead? Sky Horse is dead?" Xu Butler murmured to himself. "Brother, it's my fault that you suffered! ... Child, did your mother ever tell you what your uncle's name is?"
"My uncle's name is Xu Maogong! My mom said my uncle is a high-ranking officer and must be an important official in the central government now. But my mom doesn't allow me to look for my uncle; she says she's afraid of causing trouble for him. Old man, why are you asking these things? Do you know my uncle too?" Big Bull asked.
"Child," Xu Butler called out to Big Bull, unable to hold back his tears. "I am Xu Maogong! I am the Xu Maogong that your father sacrificed his life to save! Child, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for your father and your mother! If I had known that your father would lose his life saving me, I would never have let him stay behind!"
"You are my uncle?" Big Bull looked at Xu Butler in confusion and said incredulously, "My mom said my uncle is an important official in the central government; how could you be here? Old man, are you trying to take advantage of me? Be careful or I'll beat you until you spit blood!"
"Child, I'm not lying to you; I am indeed Xu Maogong, your uncle. Twenty-five years ago, when the country had already been liberated, I was ordered to lead troops against the remnants of the Mingguo Party entrenched in Changbai Ridge. Unfortunately, we fell into an enemy ambush and were completely wiped out. At that time, your father was the leader of the Changbai Ridge Meteor Fist. He found me among the dead and carried me home to treat me, ultimately saving my life. After I recovered, I became sworn brothers with your father. Since I was older than him, he called me big brother. Later on, due to a traitor in our sect who informed the Mingguo Party, they learned that I was hiding in your home and sent people to capture me. Your father let me take your mother—who was already pregnant with you—and the elderly and women away first. He said he would find a way to escape. Who knew that on our way fleeing we encountered a blockade from the Mingguo Party troops? To divert the enemy's attention, I separated from your mother and them. Who knew... Sky Horse ended up like this... Afterward, I tried various ways to inquire about your family’s news, but there hasn't been any word for over twenty years..." As Xu Butler reminisced about events from twenty-five years ago, his thoughts returned to that war-torn era where losing a few people was indeed not a big deal; finding a few people was even harder. So at that time, Xu Maogong truly did his best.
"Are you really my uncle? Then why aren't you an important official in the central government?" Big Bull began to believe him a bit more but still wanted to get to the bottom of it since his mother had said otherwise.
Xu Butler gave a bitter smile and said, "I suffered such a huge defeat back then; our entire army was wiped out. How could I dare return? Even if I did return, I'd be sent to a military court. So later on, I made my way back to my hometown in Zhongjiang. Fortunately, Elder Xu took me in because we are of the same clan. That's how I've managed to survive... Child, isn't it irresponsible of me like this? Not daring to take responsibility for the mistakes I've made... By the way, how is your mother, Xiaozhi?"
"Hehehe..." This time Big Bull laughed happily and said, "It seems you're really my uncle; you even know my mother's name! Uncle, about that responsibility thing—Big Bull doesn't understand it. But since you're my uncle, I won't allow anyone to bully you! Whoever bullies you will get beaten by me! Hehehe... My mom is doing well; it's just that we often don't have enough food at home."
"Not enough food?" Xu Maogong asked in surprise. "Where does your mother live now? Is there really a place in Heavenly Pride Nation where people go hungry?"
"Hehehe..." Big Bull smiled shyly and said, "My mom and I live by the Heimu River in Changxing Anling. Hehe, it's not that we don't have enough food... It's just that I eat a lot; one person eats as much as five people do! That's why there's not enough food at home for me. Hehe, that's why my mom told me to come out and find food myself."
"Oh, is that so?" Xu Maogong glanced at the giant Big Bull, nodded in understanding, and continued to ask, "Since your father left before you were born, how do you know Meteor Fist? And how do you know I use Crimson Sun Palm?"
"Well, it was Uncle Liu who taught me. Uncle Liu has been very good to me and my mother. He taught me how to fight since I was little and often gave us food. Hehe, in the end, I ate all the food from both our families, and Uncle Liu's family had nothing left to eat. Hehehe..." Big Bull replied shyly while touching his giant head that resembled a hot pot.
"Uncle Liu? ... Is it Liu Wanli?" Xu Maogong asked.
"Yes, that's him. Does Uncle Liu know my uncle too?"
"Yes, he is your father's eldest disciple. Although he calls your father 'master,' he is not much younger. I remember him well; that explains it." Xu Maogong said.
"You are called Big Bull, right?" Xu Maogong continued, "From now on, stay by my side. I will have someone bring your mother and Uncle Liu's family over so we can all be together, okay?"
"No way!" Big Bull shouted loudly. "I want to follow Brother Xin from now on!"
PS: Bull Tianma? Meteor Fist? Sky Horse? Meteor Fist! A salute to my childhood anime "Saint Seiya"!
This book is purely fictional; please do not compare the historical conditions of this chapter with the great history of the People's Republic of China.
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