Chapter 61: I’m Going To Beat You To Death!
Bing Ye was an old Jianghu veteran. His loan shark company was scattered across the territories of various gangs, and he had agreements with all of them.
Plus, some gangs would invest their shady black money into his loan shark company, which allowed him to move freely among various influences, giving him some face everywhere.
Even knowing that Sha Jiu was famous in the Walled City for her fighting skills and fiery temper, he didn’t show much caution when facing this junior, Sha Jiu.
Chen Wujun had robbed his loan shark company and killed his men. He had sent people to set a trap for Chen Wujun, but in the end, it was just a messy account.
However, he never expected that Sha Jiu had come this time specifically to beat him to death.
Sha Jiu pulled back her right shoulder and slapped upward with her left hand, causing the table to flip toward Bing Ye.
Bing Ye, this old Jianghu veteran, reacted extremely quickly too. He stomped hard with his foot, and his whole body rolled backward like a rabbit, landing in the crowd.
Meanwhile, Beng Zui She stepped forward and punched through the table, sending wooden shards flying everywhere.
Suddenly, a fair palm stretched out from the debris, grabbing Beng Zui She’s wrist and pulling back sharply. Beng Zui She’s body immediately lunged forward.
Beng Zui She sneered coldly, completely unflustered. He stomped his foot and used the momentum to charge forward, twisting his body as his left elbow thrust toward Sha Jiu like a spear.
Facing this elbow strike, Sha Jiu immediately released her grip on his hand. She twisted her body, falling toward the ground while flipping in mid-air.
This movement technique was just like a giant python twisting and rolling, and its name was Python Roll.
Although Beng Zui She was named after a snake, Sha Jiu was a giant python.
His vision blurred, and Sha Jiu vanished. His heart pounded wildly.
His left elbow instantly retracted to change stance, smashing toward his side and below.
However, Sha Jiu had already supported his elbow with one hand while her other hand’s five fingers came together like a sharp knife, stabbing toward Beng Zui She’s armpit.
Chen Wujun even heard a hissing sound like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.
Bing Ye, not far away, saw this and his face changed drastically, but it was already too late to stop it.
Beng Zui She’s armpit exploded in pain. His whole body shot out over two meters, leaving a trail of blood on the ground as he twisted around in horror to look at Sha Jiu.
The armpit was rich in nerves. Not only did it hurt intensely, but half his body was numb and completely immobile.
Sha Jiu’s stab had her five fingers piercing in like knives, half an inch deep.
If Beng Zui She hadn’t run fast enough, Sha Jiu could have pierced a hole through his heart.
Even though he ran fast, Beng Zui She still couldn’t move half his body.
Sha Jiu had appeared to target Bing Ye earlier, but her real goal was Bing Ye’s top general—Beng Zui She.
If both Bing Ye and Beng Zui She were unharmed and fought her together, they might have escaped from her.
Unfortunately, Bing Ye had walked too much in Jianghu and become timid. His first reaction was to leap back.
This gave her the chance to directly cripple Beng Zui She.
Bing Ye couldn’t escape even with wings.
“Sha Jiu, do you really want to burn bridges?” Bing Ye shouted angrily.
“Burn bridges? You’re not worthy! I’m here to beat you to death!” Sha Jiu stomped her foot, and her whole body pounced straight at Bing Ye.
Several henchmen stepped forward to block her. One raised his hand to strike, but Sha Jiu tapped with her left hand, pressing his arm down. He looked shocked, feeling as if her hand were a road roller with immense strength.
Sha Jiu’s right hand was already chopping with a horizontal palm toward his neck.
Crack!
His neck twisted into an unnatural shape.
“Go!” Chen Wujun ordered his men.
Ah Fei, Curry, and the others charged forward with their men, blocking Bing Ye’s henchmen.
Chen Wujun’s gaze shifted to Beng Zui She, whose half body was immobile, and his heart raced with eagerness.
The opponent had taken a heavy blow to the armpit, paralyzing half his body. There was no better chance to test his own strength.
After all, the opponent was a master on the same level as Wen Long. If intact, he could easily kill him.
He only fought his senior brother and senior sister, but had no chance to face a master of this level.
When Chen Wujun acted, his courage was immense—he even dared to stand on the rooftop. What’s more, against a half-crippled Beng Zui She. His mind raced; this opportunity was once-in-a-lifetime. He immediately slid forward like Treading Mud, charging straight at Beng Zui She’s heavily injured left side.
At the same time, his left hand feinted in front while his right hid by his ribs—it was Swimming Dragon Palm’s Mother Fist, Azure Dragon Probing Claw.
Beng Zui She watched Sha Jiu pounce at Bing Ye, anxious in his heart, but badly injured and half-immobile, he couldn’t help.
Seeing Chen Wujun charging at him, a surge of rage filled him. A tiger fallen in flat plains bullied by a dog—even this kid dared to reach for him.
He stepped forward fiercely with his foot and threw an extremely ferocious punch at Chen Wujun.
Chen Wujun’s vision blurred as the fist wind hit his face; the punch was already at him.
“So fast! So fierce!” Chen Wujun thought.
This punch had at least over 1,000 pounds of force, and that was while injured and not at full power.
At full strength, the opponent had at least over 2,000 pounds.
He couldn’t block it at all; blocking would injure him and halt his movement, leaving him dead to the follow-up.
Luckily, he was prepared. His left foot slid to the right front, dropping his body half a foot as he swung his right leg, using Swallow Dips into Water from Swimming Dragon Palm—a ground-hugging dash—to turn toward Beng Zui She’s left rear.
Unlike Sha Jiu’s giant Python Roll, Swallow Dips into Water looked very similar to Python Roll, except it lacked the mid-air rolling turn.
“This move again?” Beng Zui She trembled inwardly at Chen Wujun’s movement, his eyes growing even colder and more savage, like a wounded beast.
When Sha Jiu used it, it was unexpected, and her lift had actually destroyed his balance.
But this kid dared to copy the tiger?
Beng Zui She twisted his body swiftly while his right leg whipped horizontally toward Chen Wujun’s waist like a steel whip. This kick was savagely powerful, producing a whoosh through the air like Whip Tip striking.
In that split second, Chen Wujun instinctively knew he couldn’t dodge backward.
If he couldn’t retreat, he had to advance.
He immediately stepped forward with his left foot, half his body drilling into Beng Zui She’s embrace—an extremely bold move.
His left elbow smashed down, blocking the thigh together with his left leg—at the point of least force on this steel whip.
Meanwhile, his right hand reached straight for the opponent’s crotch.
If the opponent’s left arm could move, it would smash Chen Wujun’s head in one blow; he naturally wouldn’t dare.
But the opponent’s left arm was immobile, and his right leg was up, leaving his center wide open.
Dodge the sharp edge, strike the vital point.
Beng Zui She was startled by this, then grew even more ferocious. Too late to dodge, he accelerated his right hand chopping toward Chen Wujun’s head.
This blow could shatter Chen Wujun’s skull.
But Chen Wujun slid his right foot, turning his body into another Swallow Dips into Water, sliding along Beng Zui She’s left side to his back, his right hand reaching up between his legs.
Chen Wujun’s move—the New Technique martial artist at the gambling den couldn’t dodge at all.
However, a Harmony Stage New Technique martial artist’s senses were extremely sharp. He could even hear Chen Wujun landing behind him, the swish of his sleeve as he moved. His reaction and speed were lightning-fast.
Beng Zui She forcibly twisted his body, shooting out over two meters. Chen Wujun’s grab missed.
With half his body immobile, Beng Zui She nearly lost balance after leaping but steadied himself before turning viciously toward Chen Wujun.
He felt a chill in his crotch, heart pounding with lingering fear.
He had nearly capsized in the gutter.
This kid’s Old Technique was identical to Sha Jiu’s—equally insidious and vicious.
If he weren’t badly injured with half his body immobile… he would have smashed the kid’s head earlier.
The angrier Beng Zui She got, the more his gaze instinctively shifted to Sha Jiu and Bing Ye. He saw Bing Ye tilt his head to dodge Sha Jiu’s palm at his chin, then leap back.
Sha Jiu stuck to him like a maggot on bone, following Bing Ye’s movement. Her palm missed and grabbed downward.
“Ah—!” Bing Ye let out an inhuman scream.
Sha Jiu flicked her hand; her fingers were stained with blood and two black-and-white lumps.
Her grab had gouged out Bing Ye’s two eyeballs.
Seeing this, Beng Zui She felt a chill and lost his nerve, knowing Bing Ye was done. Staying longer meant he couldn’t escape either.
Ignoring Chen Wujun, he stomped hard—boom, the ground shook—as he shot backward like a cannonball.
Crash!
The others couldn’t block him in time. Beng Zui She had smashed through the window, falling toward the street below.
The street was brightly lit with surging crowds; countless men and women strolling to digest dinner. Hearing the noise, they looked up to see a man falling amid shattered glass.
Waves of shocked cries from outside mixed with Bing Ye’s inhuman screams inside the room.
That shattered window was a boundary.
Two worlds, inside and out.
Outside was the noisy mundane world, while inside was the bloody Jianghu.
