Episode 88: Stormy Weather Rises

  "Li Yan, come with us!" Suddenly, two big men appeared and sandwiched Li Yan's body between them. Their four hands were like iron claws, simultaneously grabbing Li Yan's shoulders and arms using the grappling techniques of national martial arts. Although simple, they were extremely swift and fierce.

  In Li Yan's eyes, a hint of sharp light flickered. With his keen eyesight, it was not difficult to see that these two people were authentic practitioners, with strong qi and blood in their bodies, comparable to Dong Jian. They were truly postnatal warriors. However, unfortunately, this level of cultivation was still not visible to him. At this moment, he calmly shook off the two men with a light flick of his wrist and coldly said, "I can walk by myself."

  He then went into the house by himself, but unexpectedly, just a few days after the peaceful days had passed, someone else wanted to cause trouble again. It was unknown who this time's visitor was, but judging from the person's demeanor, although there were fewer people than last time, they far surpassed Fang Zhen in terms of bearing.

  Two men in black saw this, and couldn't help but exchange a glance with each other. They both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Indeed, just as his junior brother had said, the young man in front of them was indeed a practitioner's son, and seemed to be far beyond his junior brother's description. At this point, they one after another got into the car and said to Li Yan: "Mr. Li, sorry, we were rude earlier. We offended you." Their attitude was much more respectful than before.

  No matter when, people with real power will always be respected, especially in the eyes of these martial artists who have always emphasized the importance of respecting strength.

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  The car soon stopped in front of a villa called "Cangwu Mountain Villa" in Xiyuan Garden, which is one of the villa areas along with Haitian Garden in Longtan City. Li Yan couldn't help but be surprised when he arrived here, because he still remembered that it was in a villa in Xiyuan Garden that he chased after the ghostly figure on that night, only about ten miles away from here.

  "Huh? Indeed, there is a master here!" As soon as he got off the car, Li Yan clearly sensed that in the Cangwu Mountain Villa, there were dozens of strands of qi and blood, rising and falling with each breath. Among them, the strongest one had already reached the initial stage of liquefaction. In today's world, it was rare for a martial artist to reach this level.

  At this moment, in the martial arts hall behind the Cangwu Mountain Villa, dozens of young disciples were rolling up their sleeves and practicing fiercely. The front two rows were holding horse stances, while those at the back were practicing paired routines. On the side, several masters wearing black uniforms were loudly instructing. Another man, about 40 or 50 years old, dressed in white, sat on a high-backed chair at the back, leisurely sipping tea and watching the younger disciples practice martial arts. From time to time, he would occasionally open his mouth to give them some pointers.

  "Uncle, why hasn't that Li Yan arrived yet?" Behind the middle-aged man in white clothes, a young man's face was full of anxious expression, and his eyes could be seen with a hint of sinister intent. It was none other than Wang Chun, who had been taught a lesson by Li Yan at the hospital earlier.

  The middle-aged man saw him like this and hurriedly comforted him, saying: "Don't worry, I've already let Wang Qiang and Wang Bao go 'invite' him. Don't worry, he'll be here soon."

  "Great Uncle, this time you must avenge me and teach that Li Yan a good lesson!" Wang Chun spoke out with a face full of grievance. Although he was helping the Fang family on orders, he wasn't someone without status. Thinking back to his previous encounter at the hospital, he had a deep-seated hatred for Li Yan: Li Yan, no matter how skilled you are, you're in trouble now that you've met my Great Uncle!

  The middle-aged man nodded slowly as soon as he heard the words, and when he thought of Wang Chun being bullied outside, his elder brother couldn't help but get angry.

  The Wang family is a centuries-old martial arts clan, although there are many descendants of the family, but the true direct descendants are not many. Among the direct descendants, those who can practice martial arts are even fewer. Nowadays, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has already greatly declined, and it is extremely difficult for people who practice martial arts to achieve anything unless they have extraordinary talent. Therefore, for a martial arts clan, having a descendant with innate talent in martial arts is of utmost importance.

  Wang Chun, on the other hand, was a relatively suitable person for martial arts training. At just 26 years old, he had already reached the peak of an ordinary person's abilities. If he could further improve, he would become a true warrior and be able to learn the authentic Wang family martial arts. Moreover, this young man was eloquent and knew how to please people, so as an elder, the middle-aged man had always been fond of him. Most of his martial skills were taught by him, and now that his disciple had been beaten, it was only natural for the master to step in.

  Under the lead of Wang Qiang and Wang Bao, Li Yan just walked into the hall, right in time for the middle-aged man's liver fire to be in full swing. He glanced at Li Yan, and immediately spoke out in an old and arrogant tone: "I am Wang Heng, you are the one who injured my nephew Wang Chun?"

  Li Yan's gaze shifted, and he immediately swept his eyes over Wang Chun's body, instantly understanding the whole story. His eyes landed on the middle-aged man, and he couldn't help but let out a soft snort. He smiled calmly and said, "Since you've already found me, is it still necessary to ask about this matter?"

  It was just a glance, and he had already seen that the high-ranking martial artist of the Liquid Boundary Realm he had sensed earlier should be this middle-aged man in front of him. However, an existence at such a realm, although barely considered a master in the world's martial arts, was still not worthy of being placed in Li Daosan Xian's eyes.

  "Good boy, in decades, you are the first person to dare speak to me like this!" Wang Heng, as the highest controller of the Wang family, the number one master, had a strong and powerful physique, and had long broken through the Xiantian boundary, reaching the level of Huaye. Even in the entire Chinese martial arts world, he was considered one of the top masters. Who would dare to speak to him like this? And the other party was just a young man who looked less than twenty years old.

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  "Little kid?" Li Yan heard this, couldn't help but shake his head, and immediately sighed: "You actually call me little kid, it's really moving for me. Alright, since you called me that, just go ahead and draw your sword, no need to say more nonsense."

  "Who are you?!" Upon hearing this, Wang Huan suddenly couldn't help but burst into a rage. Although he was a master of his generation, his temper wasn't good; he had always been short-tempered and violent, and on top of that, in his superior position for decades, no one had ever dared to confront him like this face-to-face. So at this moment, he had already made up his mind to severely teach a lesson to the young man before him!

  "Wang Li, come out and experience the superior skills of this young friend Li Yan!" However, anger did not equal loss of reason. Wang Huan was after all a senior in the martial arts world of Huaxia, despite looking only 40 or 50 years old, he was actually at least 180 years old. It would be embarrassing for him to fight with Li Yan, who was less than 20 years old, regardless of winning or losing, it wouldn't look good on his face.

  As soon as Li Yan entered the martial arts hall, the surrounding martial artists who were practicing had already stopped their training. At this moment, they all turned their eyes to this side. As Wang Heng's voice fell, a young man in his early twenties walked out in response.

  "With humble respect, please instruct me!" The young man took large strides to stand about five meters in front of Li Yan, his fists clasped together as he spoke with an air of dignified elegance, although still slightly immature, yet already possessing a hint of the aura of a grandmaster.

  In fact, the disciples of the Wang family can be roughly divided into three categories: The first category is outsiders, generally apprentices recruited by the martial arts hall or relatives with different surnames. Generally speaking, this type of disciple can only learn some entry-level skills, even if they are exceptionally talented, it is very difficult to obtain the true transmission of the Wang family.

  The second, although a member of the royal family, has mediocre talent and is not suitable for training. Even if he learns the royal family's martial arts due to his bloodline, it will be difficult for him to achieve great success. Throughout his life, he will not become a true master of the martial way.

  The third type is vastly different, with a genius bearing the royal bloodline, who starts receiving intense training from their family at a young age. If nothing unexpected happens, they will inevitably become the next generation of top martial artists in the Huaxia world, which is also the focus of the family's legacy.

  Someone like Wang Chun, although he has some talent, is not enough to be called a genius. However, if he can work hard and persevere, it's possible for him to make further progress and become an important pillar in the Wang family.

  Wang Li, on the other hand, was a genius among geniuses. At just twenty-three years old, he had already reached the pinnacle of acquired martial arts, and with one more step, he could enter the realm of innate martial arts, becoming a top-notch master in the Chinese martial arts world. With his mastery of some mysterious and subtle martial skills, even some senior uncles were no match for him during casual sparring sessions, making him one of the rare young masters of this generation in the Wang family.

  "At your age, to have achieved so much in today's world is quite impressive." Seeing Wang Li, even Li Yan couldn't help but praise him, a faint smile appearing on his face as he calmly asked: "However, are you certain you really want to fight me?"

  "Please advise!" Listening to Li Yan's words, which were as if pointing out the mountains and rivers, Wang Li couldn't help but feel a thread of anger rising in his heart. As he spoke, his voice had unknowingly taken on a few degrees of coldness, and the aura on his body also surged forth, compressing the air and rushing towards Li Yan.

  "Alright then, bring it on." Li Yan smiled slightly, seemingly not caring about Wang Li's so-called aura, which was nothing but a joke to him. Even if Wang Li used all his strength to burst out, he couldn't even make Li Yan's clothes flutter, let alone affect his indestructible body?!

  In an instant, at this moment, a fierce battle is about to erupt in the arena!