Old Demon Duan was petty and vengeful; those marked by him were as good as listed in the Yama Book, even those residing in the Black Gobi had heard of it.
This kind of person had no respect for law or courtesy, no sense of propriety, and wouldn’t even regard the dog owner when beating a dog, not to ntion the renown of Jade Guanyin couldn’t save him.
What he detested most in his life were such people and those who were unclean and stupid!
And this guy made him pee everywhere, simply embodying all he despised in one.
Chen Bukai couldn’t help but grit his teeth and said, "Young Hero Duan, I’m sowhat strong and powerful myself, and I’m relieved you’re willing to cease hostilities. If you really insist on breaking the rules, every man has his breaking point!"
Duan Yun stood up, his face serious as he said, "Well said."
Chen Bukai thought there was hope, after all, even the old demon would fear a desperado, no one wishes for death, but Duan Yun’s next sentence was—"I will make sure to beat you to death."
"Ah!"
Seeing Duan Yun about to make a move, Chen Bukai took the initiative to strike first.
His arms’ muscles surged, with sinews winding around like tree roots.
People only knew of his obsession with cleanliness, not that he had trained his Ghost at Skills to perfection, turning into a true Ghost at Man.
Duan Yun saw his fists shooting out like cannonballs, unleashing Sixteen Strange Fist with a boom!
With a loud bang, the ground trembled, and chairs nearby were overturned by the overflowing fist power.
You have to admit, Chen Bukai’s claim of being a Half-step Grandmaster was far from boasting.
In the blink of an eye, they exchanged seven or eight punches.
If Chen Bukai’s first punch was like tree roots wrapping around his arms, by this point, one could say his whole body resembled tree roots.
At this mont, every muscle of his body was rged into the strength of his fists.
One could say, his whole being had turned into a chunk of muscle used for punching.
Duan Yun marveled, acknowledging the boy’s fists were extraordinary tyrannical, and even with his full strength in Sixteen Strange Fist, he couldn’t suppress him easily.
Chen Bukai, after successive build-ups, had his muscles tensed to the limit, ready to unleash the most ferocious punch of his life—"Heavenly Annihilation Ghost at Fist"!
Duan Yun also felt his fist intent rise and muscles surge as he linked together the Fifteen Strange Fists.
But the next mont, Chen Bukai suddenly cried out, "I want to beco a Hero!", spewing a mouthful of blood, and collapsed backward.
Yes, he fell before his punch was even thrown.
Duan Yun was eager to catch the punch, but was left in limbo and couldn’t help but complain, "What are you doing? Where’s the punch?"
Chen Bukai retched a series of fresh blood.
This "Heavenly Annihilation Ghost at Fist" required accumulating strength and breath-holding techniques to their extre; not only muscles and joints had to be fully tense to store energy, but also a long breath had to be held. His sudden outcry clearly broke this requirent.
Consequently, his technique backfired!
The rebounding fist power surged into his body, exploding within his entrails.
One must know, Chen Bukai had already been internally injured by Duan Yun’s finger strength, and the deploynt of such a destructive Ghost at Fist further magnified the damage, fully igniting his injuries, severing even his heart vessels.
He was dood!
Dood!
In his final monts, Chen Bukai struggled to his feet, righted the chair that was knocked over by the fist power in front of Duan Yun, laid it out neatly in the middle of the room, and with all his might, wiped the urine beneath him dry, then parted his ssy hair down the middle.
This way, he could depart properly!
At least he could leave sowhat peacefully.
But the very next instant, Chen Bukai’s pupils shrank in madness.
For at that mont, with a thud, Duan Yun kicked the precisely-positioned chair over, breaking a leg off it!
Then ca another finger strength strike, and the area he thought was free of urine imdiately gushed again, washing away the neatly combed middle part...
City Lord Chen Bukai departed just the sa.
But judging by his hideous expression, he did not die peacefully.
While dying, he was wiping his groin with one hand, and his hair with the other, regretfully unable to finish.
This city lord, who loved cleanliness and would kill or violate over a fallen leaf, died in filth.
Even very dirty.
His unrelenting gaze seed to express that even in death if he beca a vengeful ghost, he would not spare Duan Yun.
But does Young Hero Duan care?
Those who wished to beco ghosts and claim Young Hero Duan’s life after death, there are not a thousand here, there must be hundreds; they’d have to queue.
After Chen Bukai’s death, the room once again fell silent.
Duan Yun waved his hand, opening the window for ventilation.
After that, he took a seat on the luxurious fox-fur chair where Chen Bukai had sat.
You have to say, this chair wasn’t bad, very comfortable to sit in, just suitable for him to study cultivation techniques.
What he held in his hand just so happened to be "Yellow Yellow Yellow Yellow Intent Skills" of Jade Guanyin.
This book, said to be a secret book, could also barely qualify as the diary of Jade Guanyin.
Because it contained a great deal of Jade Guanyin’s personal insights.
It was due to her mother that Jade Guanyin found Yellow Jade Island.
According to this secret book, her mother was originally from Shen Zhou, known for her beauty, then for so reason went to Fusang.
She grew up in Fusang, and her father happened to be a famous martial artist there, but after being abandoned by her mother, he lived in lancholy and soon after passed away.
When she sorted through his belongings, she discovered a box left by her mother.
Inside the box was a map related to Yellow Jade Island, claiming it hid peerless martial arts, which, once mastered, would allow one to dominate the world.
After the death of Jade Guanyin’s father, life was dire; with her beauty, she was to be sent to entertain guests.
Although she would have inherited her mother’s traits, being naturally flirtatious, she from childhood preferred handso n, not ugly ones.
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