Chapter 325: Re uperating In a Se ret hamber (13)
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Shagu laughed. "All right!" she said. Without thinking that Liang Ziweng's skill was way above hers she walked over to him and said, "You hit my nose, I must hit your nose. You hit me once, I must pay you back three times." Her fist went straight up to his nose.
Liang Ziweng raised up his hand to block, suddenly the 'qu chi' [crooked reservoir] acupoint on the bent of his arm was numb. His hand was already half way up but could not go further. 'Bang!' his nose was squarely hit by Shagu's fist.
"Two!" Shagu called out and sent out another fist.
Liang Ziweng bent his knees, keeping his back straight; left hand straight out with one of the highest 'qin na' [grab and capture] techniques. He was sure he could turn Shagu's arm over and divert the attack; who would have thought that as his fingers touched Shagu's arm, the 'bi ru' [arm scholar] acupoint on his arm was numb and he was unable to divert Shagu's hand. 'Bang!' for the second time his nose was hit by Shagu's fist. It was such a violent blow that his head was thrown backward and he staggered, almost fell down. Liang Ziweng was really angry.
Other people were astounded, but they did not see anything unusual. Peng Lianhu was an expert in secret projectile usage; he was the only one who noticed something. Each time Liang Ziweng blocked the attack, both times Peng Lianhu heard a very light swishing noise of secret projectiles. He knew Huang Yaoshi had launched some kind of tiny metal needles toward Liang Ziweng's acupoints. Only he did not see Huang Yaoshi's arm move, so he did not know how Huang Yaoshi did it.
Actually Huang Yaoshi was flicking his finger inside his sleeve and sent the needles piercing through the fabric toward the enemy. Invisible and almost inaudible, the needles suddenly arrived; how could the enemy evade this kind of attack?
"Three!" Shagu called out. Both of Liang Ziweng's arms did not obey their master's order. His eyes saw the fist coming straight toward his face; he did not have any choice but step backward to evade. Who would have thought that as he was about to step back the 'bai hai' [white ocean] acupoint on the inside of his right leg suddenly turned numb. His shock had not subsided when a spark fluttered in the air and he felt tears brimming in his eyes.
It turned out when his nose was hit the tears acupoint was also hit. He had always regarded defeat in martial art contests as nothing; but if tears streaming down his face, his lifelong reputation would be ruined. Hastily he lifted up his sleeve to wipe the tears away, but his arm did not follow his order. Two big drops of tears finally came down his cheeks.
Shagu saw his tears and busily said, "Please don't cry! Don't be afraid, I won't hit you anymore."
Compared to the three blows on his nose, those three comforting sentences were more difficult for Liang Ziweng to bear. In his resentment, 'Wah!' he vomited a mouthful of fresh blood. He looked up to Huang Yaoshi and said, "Who are you Sire? You secretly harmed people; what kind of hero are you?"
With a cold laugh Huang Yaoshi replied, "Are you worthy to ask my name?" Suddenly he raised his voice up, "Everybody roll out of my presence!"
Everybody standing on the side had early on felt their four limbs and hundreds of bones uncomfortable; nobody had the guts to fight, they just stood in that inn without knowing what to do. When they heard his shout, it was as if the had just received pardon on their lives. Peng Lianhu was the first one wanted to go out, but only after two steps he saw that Huang Yaoshi was standing on the doorstep, not allowing anybody to pass through; hence he stopped dead on his tracks.
Huang Yaoshi sneered, "I told you to go, but you don't go. Do you want me to slaughter all of you one by one?"
Peng Lianhu had heard about Huang Yaoshi's strange temperament; he would do what he said. Therefore, Peng Lianghu turned to the rest of them and said, "This Senior Master told us to leave. Let's just leave."
By this time Hou Tonghai had pulled the cloth away from his mouth. He dashed toward Huang Yaoshi and glared at him menacingly. "Let me pass!" he shouted.
Huang Yaoshi did not pay him any attention; "You are not worthy to make me move aside," he said flatly, "If you want to live, crawl out underneath my legs."
Everybody looked at each other in blank dismay; it was clear from their faces that they were angry. They thought that even though Huang Yaoshi might be highly skilled, there were currently many skilled pugilists gathered in that room; if they joined forces and staked it all, they might not necessarily lose.
Hou Tonghai roared and pounced on Huang Yaoshi, but with a cold laugh Huang Yaoshi moved his left hand and Hou Tonghai was lifted up high in the air; and then his right hand pulled Hou Tonghai's left arm. 'Crack!' Hou Tonghai's arm, flesh and bones, was severed from his body. Huang Yaoshi cast the severed arm and the man to the ground. He raised his head up looking at the sky, seemingly indifferent to his surrounding. Hou Tonghai passed out from severe pain; blood rushed forth like a fountain from the wound on his arm.
Everybody's face changed color. Huang Yaoshi slowly turned his head; his eyes swept through everybody's face one by one. Sha Tongtian, Peng Lianhu and the others were used to killing people without batting their eyelids; but seeing Huang Yaoshi's gaze on them, they shuddered in fear involuntarily, their hair standing on its end, goose bumps appeared on their skins.
Suddenly Huang Yaoshi roared, "Are you going to crawl out or not?"
Merely his voice was enough to scare the hell out of them; nobody thought about joining forces and attacking him altogether. Peng Lianhu hung his head low and was the first to crawl out underneath his legs. Sha Tongtian released Yin and Lu two people; carrying his martial brother in his arms he followed. Yang Kang helped Wanyan Honglie, and finally Liang Ziweng and Lingzhi Shangren; one by one they crawled out underneath Huang Yaoshi's crotch. Once they were out of the door, they scurried away like a frightened cat. Who dared to turn around and look back?
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Shagu laughed. "All right!" she said. Without thinking that Liang Ziweng's skill was way above hers she walked over to him and said, "You hit my nose, I must hit your nose. You hit me once, I must pay you back three times." Her fist went straight up to his nose.
Liang Ziweng raised up his hand to block, suddenly the 'qu chi' [crooked reservoir] acupoint on the bent of his arm was numb. His hand was already half way up but could not go further. 'Bang!' his nose was squarely hit by Shagu's fist.
"Two!" Shagu called out and sent out another fist.
Liang Ziweng bent his knees, keeping his back straight; left hand straight out with one of the highest 'qin na' [grab and capture] techniques. He was sure he could turn Shagu's arm over and divert the attack; who would have thought that as his fingers touched Shagu's arm, the 'bi ru' [arm scholar] acupoint on his arm was numb and he was unable to divert Shagu's hand. 'Bang!' for the second time his nose was hit by Shagu's fist. It was such a violent blow that his head was thrown backward and he staggered, almost fell down. Liang Ziweng was really angry.
Other people were astounded, but they did not see anything unusual. Peng Lianhu was an expert in secret projectile usage; he was the only one who noticed something. Each time Liang Ziweng blocked the attack, both times Peng Lianhu heard a very light swishing noise of secret projectiles. He knew Huang Yaoshi had launched some kind of tiny metal needles toward Liang Ziweng's acupoints. Only he did not see Huang Yaoshi's arm move, so he did not know how Huang Yaoshi did it.
Actually Huang Yaoshi was flicking his finger inside his sleeve and sent the needles piercing through the fabric toward the enemy. Invisible and almost inaudible, the needles suddenly arrived; how could the enemy evade this kind of attack?
"Three!" Shagu called out. Both of Liang Ziweng's arms did not obey their master's order. His eyes saw the fist coming straight toward his face; he did not have any choice but step backward to evade. Who would have thought that as he was about to step back the 'bai hai' [white ocean] acupoint on the inside of his right leg suddenly turned numb. His shock had not subsided when a spark fluttered in the air and he felt tears brimming in his eyes.
It turned out when his nose was hit the tears acupoint was also hit. He had always regarded defeat in martial art contests as nothing; but if tears streaming down his face, his lifelong reputation would be ruined. Hastily he lifted up his sleeve to wipe the tears away, but his arm did not follow his order. Two big drops of tears finally came down his cheeks.
Shagu saw his tears and busily said, "Please don't cry! Don't be afraid, I won't hit you anymore."
Compared to the three blows on his nose, those three comforting sentences were more difficult for Liang Ziweng to bear. In his resentment, 'Wah!' he vomited a mouthful of fresh blood. He looked up to Huang Yaoshi and said, "Who are you Sire? You secretly harmed people; what kind of hero are you?"
With a cold laugh Huang Yaoshi replied, "Are you worthy to ask my name?" Suddenly he raised his voice up, "Everybody roll out of my presence!"
Everybody standing on the side had early on felt their four limbs and hundreds of bones uncomfortable; nobody had the guts to fight, they just stood in that inn without knowing what to do. When they heard his shout, it was as if the had just received pardon on their lives. Peng Lianhu was the first one wanted to go out, but only after two steps he saw that Huang Yaoshi was standing on the doorstep, not allowing anybody to pass through; hence he stopped dead on his tracks.
Huang Yaoshi sneered, "I told you to go, but you don't go. Do you want me to slaughter all of you one by one?"
Peng Lianhu had heard about Huang Yaoshi's strange temperament; he would do what he said. Therefore, Peng Lianghu turned to the rest of them and said, "This Senior Master told us to leave. Let's just leave."
By this time Hou Tonghai had pulled the cloth away from his mouth. He dashed toward Huang Yaoshi and glared at him menacingly. "Let me pass!" he shouted.
Huang Yaoshi did not pay him any attention; "You are not worthy to make me move aside," he said flatly, "If you want to live, crawl out underneath my legs."
Everybody looked at each other in blank dismay; it was clear from their faces that they were angry. They thought that even though Huang Yaoshi might be highly skilled, there were currently many skilled pugilists gathered in that room; if they joined forces and staked it all, they might not necessarily lose.
Hou Tonghai roared and pounced on Huang Yaoshi, but with a cold laugh Huang Yaoshi moved his left hand and Hou Tonghai was lifted up high in the air; and then his right hand pulled Hou Tonghai's left arm. 'Crack!' Hou Tonghai's arm, flesh and bones, was severed from his body. Huang Yaoshi cast the severed arm and the man to the ground. He raised his head up looking at the sky, seemingly indifferent to his surrounding. Hou Tonghai passed out from severe pain; blood rushed forth like a fountain from the wound on his arm.
Everybody's face changed color. Huang Yaoshi slowly turned his head; his eyes swept through everybody's face one by one. Sha Tongtian, Peng Lianhu and the others were used to killing people without batting their eyelids; but seeing Huang Yaoshi's gaze on them, they shuddered in fear involuntarily, their hair standing on its end, goose bumps appeared on their skins.
Suddenly Huang Yaoshi roared, "Are you going to crawl out or not?"
Merely his voice was enough to scare the hell out of them; nobody thought about joining forces and attacking him altogether. Peng Lianhu hung his head low and was the first to crawl out underneath his legs. Sha Tongtian released Yin and Lu two people; carrying his martial brother in his arms he followed. Yang Kang helped Wanyan Honglie, and finally Liang Ziweng and Lingzhi Shangren; one by one they crawled out underneath Huang Yaoshi's crotch. Once they were out of the door, they scurried away like a frightened cat. Who dared to turn around and look back?
Shagu laughed. "All right!" she said. Without thinking that Liang Ziweng's skill was way above hers she walked over to him and said, "You hit my nose, I must hit your nose. You hit me once, I must pay you back three times." Her fist went straight up to his nose.Liang Ziweng raised up his hand to block, suddenly the 'qu chi' crooked reservoir acupoint on the bent of his arm was numb. His hand was already half way up but could not go further. 'Bang!' his nose was squarely hit by Shagu's fist."Two!" Shagu called out and sent out another fist.Liang Ziweng bent his knees, keeping his back straight; left hand straight out with one of the highest 'qin na' grab and capture techniques. He was sure he could turn Shagu's arm over and divert the attack; who would have thought that as his fingers touched Shagu's arm, the 'bi ru' arm scholar acupoint on his arm was numb and he was unable to divert Shagu's hand. 'Bang!' for the second time his nose was hit by Shagu's fist. It was such a violent blow that his head was thrown backward and he staggered, almost fell down. Liang Ziweng was really angry.Other people were astounded, but they did not see anything unusual. Peng Lianhu was an expert in secret projectile usage; he was the only one who noticed something. Each time Liang Ziweng blocked the attack, both times Peng Lianhu heard a very light swishing noise of secret projectiles. He knew Huang Yaoshi had launched some kind of tiny metal needles toward Liang Ziweng's acupoints. Only he did not see Huang Yaoshi's arm move, so he did not know how Huang Yaoshi did it.Actually Huang Yaoshi was flicking his finger inside his sleeve and sent the needles piercing through the fabric toward the enemy. Invisible and almost inaudible, the needles suddenly arrived; how could the enemy evade this kind of attack?"Three!" Shagu called out. Both of Liang Ziweng's arms did not obey their master's order. His eyes saw the fist coming straight toward his face; he did not have any choice but step backward to evade. Who would have thought that as he was about to step back the 'bai hai' white ocean acupoint on the inside of his right leg suddenly turned numb. His shock had not subsided when a spark fluttered in the air and he felt tears brimming in his eyes.It turned out when his nose was hit the tears acupoint was also hit. He had always regarded defeat in martial art contests as nothing; but if tears streaming down his face, his lifelong reputation would be ruined. Hastily he lifted up his sleeve to wipe the tears away, but his arm did not follow his order. Two big drops of tears finally came down his cheeks.Shagu saw his tears and busily said, "Please don't cry! Don't be afraid, I won't hit you anymore."Compared to the three blows on his nose, those three comforting sentences were more difficult for Liang Ziweng to bear. In his resentment, 'Wah!' he vomited a mouthful of fresh blood. He looked up to Huang Yaoshi and said, "Who are you Sire? You secretly harmed people; what kind of hero are you?"With a cold laugh Huang Yaoshi replied, "Are you worthy to ask my name?" Suddenly he raised his voice up, "Everybody roll out of my presence!"Everybody standing on the side had early on felt their four limbs and hundreds of bones uncomfortable; nobody had the guts to fight, they just stood in that inn without knowing what to do. When they heard his shout, it was as if the had just received pardon on their lives. Peng Lianhu was the first one wanted to go out, but only after two steps he saw that Huang Yaoshi was standing on the doorstep, not allowing anybody to pass through; hence he stopped dead on his tracks.Huang Yaoshi sneered, "I told you to go, but you don't go. Do you want me to slaughter all of you one by one?"Peng Lianhu had heard about Huang Yaoshi's strange temperament; he would do what he said. Therefore, Peng Lianghu turned to the rest of them and said, "This Senior Master told us to leave. Let's just leave."By this time Hou Tonghai had pulled the cloth away from his mouth. He dashed toward Huang Yaoshi and glared at him menacingly. "Let me pass!" he shouted.Huang Yaoshi did not pay him any attention; "You are not worthy to make me move aside," he said flatly, "If you want to live, crawl out underneath my legs."Everybody looked at each other in blank dismay; it was clear from their faces that they were angry. They thought that even though Huang Yaoshi might be highly skilled, there were currently many skilled pugilists gathered in that room; if they joined forces and staked it all, they might not necessarily lose.Hou Tonghai roared and pounced on Huang Yaoshi, but with a cold laugh Huang Yaoshi moved his left hand and Hou Tonghai was lifted up high in the air; and then his right hand pulled Hou Tonghai's left arm. 'Crack!' Hou Tonghai's arm, flesh and bones, was severed from his body. Huang Yaoshi cast the severed arm and the man to the ground. He raised his head up looking at the sky, seemingly indifferent to his surrounding. Hou Tonghai passed out from severe pain; blood rushed forth like a fountain from the wound on his arm.Everybody's face changed color. Huang Yaoshi slowly turned his head; his eyes swept through everybody's face one by one. Sha Tongtian, Peng Lianhu and the others were used to killing people without batting their eyelids; but seeing Huang Yaoshi's gaze on them, they shuddered in fear involuntarily, their hair standing on its end, goose bumps appeared on their skins.Suddenly Huang Yaoshi roared, "Are you going to crawl out or not?"Merely his voice was enough to scare the hell out of them; nobody thought about joining forces and attacking him altogether. Peng Lianhu hung his head low and was the first to crawl out underneath his legs. Sha Tongtian released Yin and Lu two people; carrying his martial brother in his arms he followed. Yang Kang helped Wanyan Honglie, and finally Liang Ziweng and Lingzhi Shangren; one by one they crawled out underneath Huang Yaoshi's crotch. Once they were out of the door, they scurried away like a frightened cat. Who dared to turn around and look back?
