Gu Jiu’an crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood as his vision went dark.
This Secret Technique was named Duan.
It allowed the user to teleport fifty kilometers under any circumstances, but the cost was immense. For Gu Jiu’an, whose Boundary had already plummeted, it was like adding frost to snow.
Only when he could make out the scene before him and confirm he had escaped the bounds of Mount Haitang did he let out a long sigh of relief.
The training hall contained only a group of three-to-four-year-old tykes and a young man with dyed-blond hair and a resolute expression. The man shielded the children behind him and said in a deep voice, "Who are you, sir!"
"I am not a member of the Human Race."
Gu Jiu’an grinned, his smile savage and cruel. I haven’t eaten yet today, and since a feast lies before my eyes, I naturally can’t miss it.
Struggling to his feet, Gu Jiu’an cackled. "So many cute little children. Which one should I eat first?"
Before he could finish, the young man from the martial arts school shouted, "I am the thirty-second-generation successor of the Li Family Fist, currently a Second-Grade Martial Artist! If you retreat now, I will spare your life!"
A Martial Artist? Second Grade!? Gu Jiu’an almost died from laughter. A mere Second Grade dares to run his mouth in front of me? He’s simply courting death!
"HEH HEH HEH." Gu Jiu’an wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a strange smile on his face. "This is a nice place. I’ll take it."
"So you’ve come to challenge my school!" Li Mi roared angrily. "You people are going too far! I may be an outsider, but I’m just teaching children martial arts for self-defense! You’ve come to challenge my school thirty-one times in a single month! How am I supposed to run a business?!"
"I’m not here to challenge your school! I’m an Otherworlder! Don’t you know what an Otherworlder is?!" Gu Jiu’an was shocked. "The kind from beyond the mortal realm..."
But before he could finish his shocked exclamation, the furious Li Mi charged, his fists clenched. To Gu Jiu’an, his speed was as slow as a snail, but Gu Jiu’an himself was gravely injured and on the verge of death, his Boundary having plummeted again and again.
He actually—couldn’t use his Spiritual Power!
Not only was he unable to dodge, but he was also struck squarely in the face by a punch.
Amidst the loud noise, Gu Jiu’an was slammed to the ground. His face contorted in pain, but the psychological blow was far worse.
Him. The great Gu Jiu’an. His meals had always started at the Grandmaster level, and countless powerhouses of the Human Race had become nothing but bones beneath his feet, slaughtered at his whim. In the outer realms where Grandmasters were worth less than dogs, he was a notorious devil, yet upon arriving on Earth, he had faced one setback after another. First, his Boundary was cut down by a third by the Watchman ’Zi’ of Chang’an City with a single slash of a Sword. Then, he was nearly killed by the Dragon Vein of Mount Haitang, only narrowly escaping by using a secret technique. And now, a tiger stranded on the plains was being bullied by a dog—he was struck in the face by a Second-Grade nobody!
Anger. An anger that made his whole body tremble.
Lying on the ground, Gu Jiu’an raged, "Your Boundary is low, so I don’t blame you for not knowing about Otherworlders. But if you throw one more punch, I swear I will—"
Before he could finish, Li Mi unleashed a flurry of punches, yelling as he struck, "This is for coming to challenge my school every day! This is for bullying us every day! My girlfriend told me to endure it, but I can’t take it anymore! I’ll kill you, you son of a bitch!"
After about seventy or eighty punches, Li Mi was completely exhausted. Gu Jiu’an was barely breathing, his earlier defiance gone, replaced by desperate pleas. "Stop... stop hitting me... I have a Bone Flute in my pocket. Blow it, and I’ll help you reach the Seventh Grade. I’ll make you a Grandmaster."
Dubious, Li Mi fished a Bone Flute from Gu Jiu’an’s clothes.
Gu Jiu’an watched with anticipation, a chilling gleam in his eyes. Stupid kid, the moment you blow that Bone Flute, my two Otherworlder companions will rush over. At that time, I’ll make sure this entire martial arts school is washed in blood!
"You said this can make me a Grandmaster?" Li Mi squatted down, pointing at the flute with a radiant smile.
"Yes," Gu Jiu’an nodded repeatedly. "My Boundary, in the eyes of your Human Race, is nearly at the pinnacle of the Divine Gate—"
His words were cut short again.
Li Mi stomped on the Bone Flute, and... snapped it in two!
This was a Magic Artifact Gu Jiu’an had refined for many years. Upon its destruction, a wave of dizziness washed over him.
"A Martial Ancestor is a paragon of the Martial Dao. I could never hope to reach that level in my lifetime," Li Mi said, his frustration boiling over. "Do you think I’m an idiot?!"
Feeling insulted, Li Mi rained down another dense volley of fists, sending Gu Jiu’an into agonized howls once more.
"Can’t you just let me finish... Just let me finish..." Gu Jiu’an was so enraged he spat up more blood. Finally, his eyes rolled back in his head, and he passed out.
"Teacher, the man... he fainted," a little girl said timidly.
"Ah?" Li Mi’s expression changed drastically. It would be a huge problem if the man died.
He checked the man’s neck. There was still a pulse.
Li Mi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He couldn’t take him to a hospital; they would definitely call the police, and that would be a major hassle. After a moment of thought, he dragged Gu Jiu’an to his car and drove to Dongli University, where his girlfriend worked as the school doctor.
「School Doctor’s Office.」
Liu Nanwei was not in.
Zhou Feng was sharing the intelligence he had gathered the day before, and the room was filled with surprised gasps.
"Liu Nanwei, from the Liu Family of traditional Chinese medicine, is being forced into a marriage with a Western medicine family from abroad?" Li Shouzhong said in surprise.
"Dr. Liu already has a boyfriend," Zhou Feng sighed. "She was unhappy with her family’s arrangement, so she left Hangcheng in a huff and now works here as an ordinary school doctor. I heard her say that her boyfriend is remarkably simple and honest. He came all the way from the northwest to the East Sea to open a martial arts school, hoping to work hard, buy a house, and marry her."
Sighs filled the office.
The oldest elder in the room snorted coldly. "If Liu Nanwei doesn’t want to marry, then she shouldn’t. What’s the point of living if you can’t make your own decisions?"
Yan Gui, Li Shouzhong, and the others nodded in agreement. "Exactly."
Only Zhou Feng said helplessly, "Seniors, the principle is sound, but it’s very difficult to put into practice."
Just then, the door to the office was pushed open. A young man with dyed-blond hair burst in, carrying a blood-soaked old man. "Nan Wei, come out! Quick!" he shouted. Follow current novels on N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
"Dr. Liu isn’t here. Who are you...?" Zhou Feng started to ask.
"I’m her boyfriend! Where did she go? I tried calling her on the way here, but she didn’t answer," Li Mi said anxiously.
Everyone in the school doctor’s office exchanged glances.
Speak of the devil. What a coincidence!
But this wasn’t the time for chatter. Li Shouzhong and the others hurriedly moved the unconscious Gu Jiu’an onto an examination table and began emergency treatment.
As a psychologist, Zhou Feng didn’t participate in the first aid. He couldn’t help but ask, "What happened?"
"He came to challenge my school, and I... I accidentally..." Overcome with self-blame, Li Mi slapped himself across the face. "I didn’t dare go to a hospital, so I had to come here to find Nan Wei."
Challenge the school? Xu Lai’s expression was odd. He was familiar with this old man. The day before, after he killed the Sixth-Grade Martial Artist who had tried to harm Ruan Lan, he had noticed a pair of eyes watching him. The owner of those eyes was none other than Gu Jiu’an, the man currently receiving emergency treatment!