Chapter 232 Yin Yang Hand Le Hou

Chapter 232 Yin Yang Hand Le Hou

Chapter 232 Yin Yang Hand Le Hou

Some people say that Pingyang is a city between the underworld and the government.

The forces of both sides, like the days and nights in the four seasons, grow and decline as time goes by.

For some people, since the demise of the Dragon Scale Society and the domination of Qingfeng Village, no! To be more precise, since the collapse of the Wild Wolf Gang, the night of the martial arts world has been too long...

On the east side of the arena stood a group of people from the Songshan Sect.

"Brother Le, she is Zhao Xia."

"Hehe, you have a nice frame! A big butt can give birth to a son."

The middle-aged man called "Senior Brother Le" by Jiuqu Sword had a rat-like appearance, a sallow complexion, a mustache, a short and thin figure, and wore an elegant golden Taoist robe. He could not look away when he saw Zhao Xia, who was half a body taller than him, sitting opposite him.

Zhong Zhen whispered, "Brother Le, keep your voice down. We are a reputable and upright sect!"

The Thirteen Protectors of Songshan are well-known in the martial arts world, but their composition is complex and the members are not static.

Jiuqu Sword Zhong Zhen is a true disciple of Mount Song, and his master is also the elder of the previous generation of the sect. He and Zuo Lengchan are brothers in the same sect and have a high degree of loyalty. They also have some sense of being on the right path.

People like Le Hou were those who came to Zuo Lengchan with skills. During the process of Zuo Lengchan expanding his power, he only recruited people based on their talents, regardless of their moral character. A large number of masters, whether good or bad, were recruited into the Songshan School, and the best of them were even selected as the Thirteen Guardians.

Le Hou chuckled and said, "What's wrong with a famous and upright sect? Doesn't Sect Leader Zuo play with women anymore?"

Zhong Zhen was speechless when asked this question.

"A noble and upright family... a noble and upright family..."

Le Hou continued to laugh and said, "Hehe, on the first and fifteenth day of every month, the sedan chair carried out from the Wanhua Courtyard in Dengfeng City goes over the mountains and straight into the Chongfu Palace. Is it really a guest from the Jianghu who comes to exchange martial arts with Sect Leader Zuo? Ordinary disciples don't know, and you are pretending to be confused with me?"

Zhong Zhen was helpless. Senior Brother Zuo was a man of great talent and ambition, and he aspired to dominate the martial arts world. He was not the kind of man who cared about beauties. He just practiced a different kind of icy true qi, which conflicted with the heavy and peaceful power of Songshan. His meridians were occasionally blocked, and he needed to... release it several times a month. He was completely different from a sex-hungry ghost like Yin-Yang Hand!
"What I mean is, when Senior Brother Zuo is free and has completely destroyed Qingfeng Village, you can do whatever you want with this Peach Blossom Divine Axe."

"Humph, that's quite pleasing to the ear!"

Le Hou glanced at Zhong Zhen and shook his head, saying, "However, Sect Leader Zuo is very busy, how can we wait until the end of time? It's just a bandit den, you and I can just take action and wipe it out."

"Junior Brother Zhong, you fought hard yesterday. This girl should be taken care of by me!"

Zhong Zhen nodded and said, "Then Senior Brother Le, be careful. The Peach Blossom Divine Axe is well-known and is not an ordinary one."

"Don't worry, didn't I just make it clear with Mr. Ji?"

Le Hou chuckled and walked up with empty hands.

Ji Ling stomped his official boots and stood in the middle of the large arena that was five meters long. Behind him were more than a hundred elite Jinyiwei. He looked at the two people who walked onto the arena, one woman and one man, one tall and one short, one beautiful and one ugly, one young and one old.

"This contrast... is quite strong."

Zhao Xia was holding a long-handled axe. When he saw the dwarf from the Songshan School coming up, he turned the axe handle and the crescent-shaped blood blade rushed towards him. The axe had chopped off countless skulls to accumulate that dark red layer, emitting a murderous aura.

"Cough cough..."

Ji Ling cleared his throat and prepared to speak.

"Everyone, as a commander of the imperial court, I have the responsibility to maintain the peace and stability of Pingyang!"

"Both the Songshan Sect and the Qingfeng Village are wise men among the people, and they often support the local government."

"This competition is just a gentleman's fight, and we should stop when we reach the limit. Things like the bloodshed and broken limbs yesterday should not have happened. Although Mr. Zhong made an unintentional mistake, he should also reflect on himself!"

“Flowers may bloom again, but people can never be young again, and even a broken arm cannot be restored!”

Ji Ling glanced at the Nine-Curve Sword with a stern look.

This is a fair statement!

The people in Qingfeng Village developed a certain degree of goodwill towards Ji Qianhu, who usually kept a low profile.

Ji Ling smiled softly: "So I think that in this competition, both sides should stop using weapons and fight with bare hands to avoid too many casualties!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Isn't this obviously biased towards the Songshan School?

Ordinary people may not know the inside story, but how could those who practice martial arts not know it?

Zhao Xia's nickname in the martial arts world is 'Peach Blossom Divine Axe'. Half of his kung fu skills are based on weapons. Now that the use of weapons is prohibited, it is like tying one's hands and feet.

As for Yin-Yang Hand Le Hou, he was originally famous for his martial arts, so it did not weaken his strength. Le Hou smiled, lifted his robe, took out two brand new daggers from his waist, and threw them under the ring. A disciple from Songshan School came forward to catch them.

"Although I am used to using these two daggers, Captain Ji said so. Our Songshan Sect is a reputable and upright sect. We have the responsibility to assist the government and help the local people. So, we should not use weapons."

Many people watching nodded, saying that the famous and upright sect was worthy of its reputation, that it knew its mistakes and corrected them, and was upright and aboveboard.

Liu Dachui from Qingfeng Village was unwilling to accept this loss, so he stood up angrily and shouted, "This is not fair!"

Ji Ling frowned slightly and asked, "How is it unfair?"

Liu Dachui said angrily: "My village chief is good at using weapons, but you don't allow him to do so. Isn't this partiality?"

Ji Ling chuckled and said, "Is this partiality? You said that the Zhao village chief is good at using weapons, and the Songshan sect's Le Da Xia also said that he is good at weapons. They are both the same, so why can they take the initiative to withdraw their double blades? You can't do that. Do you keep talking about the martial arts of Qingfeng Village?"

"You...you are talking nonsense..."

After all, Liu Dachui was just a martial artist. When it comes to manipulating people's hearts and speaking eloquently, he is no match for Ji Qianhu, who has been in officialdom for a long time.

"You are totally making up stories!"

This accusation seems pale.

Ji Ling was too lazy to refute.

By criticizing Jiuqu Sword's behavior yesterday, he fully satisfied the desire of ordinary people in Pingyang City, who wanted to watch the excitement but were afraid of bloodshed. In the process, he established his image of being impartial and fair. The subsequent ban on weapons seemed even more reasonable.

Many people think that Qingfeng Village is a little petty, and Songshan Sect is indeed a famous and upright sect.

Although Qingfeng Village has been in charge of the Pingyang underworld for many years and has not caused any trouble to the local area, it has instead subdued the bandits and robbers within a radius of hundreds of miles, making the commerce and trade in Pingyang Prefecture three times more prosperous than before.

Ordinary people could take their concubines out of the city, driving in carriages and singing, without having to worry about being robbed by bandits. This was a great benefit.

But... maybe it would be better to change to the Songshan School?

Liu Dachui was about to retort, but was stopped by Zhao Xia's eyes.

She glanced at the Jinyiwei behind Ji Ling. It seemed fair, but in fact, they were biased.

"Captain Ji, I'll do as you say!"

The blood-red axe flew up from the ring, spinning like a wheel. Streaks of blood moons streaked across the sky, making a hair-raising sound of breaking through the air. The timid people, knowing that they were far away, still retreated one after another.

"Oh!"

There was a loud bang.

The axe blade chopped deeply into the ground, and the bluestone road surface cracked instantly.

Zhong Zhen's face turned pale. The Peach Blossom Divine Axe was only ten steps away from him. The three Songshan Sect disciples who were in the front were either frightened or shocked by the huge force, and they were bleeding from their mouths and noses.

"The Peach Blossom Divine Axe, its reputation is truly legendary, it's all good..."

Ji Qianhu secretly felt lucky that he did not confront them alone. He used a soft knife to cut the flesh and use one faction to fight against another. This was the method he was good at.

Back at Zuixianlou, the two men took in the entire scene on the ring. Although they were far away and could not hear clearly, they roughly guessed what happened.

Zhang Yu put down his wine glass and sighed.

Hu Er nodded and said, "You also think that Village Master Zhao shouldn't abandon his weapons."

Zhang Yu shook his head and chuckled, "I just think that she shouldn't be on this stage!"

Hu Er asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Yu drank the wine in the glass, shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

He looked at the leader of the Zhao village on the stage and thought to himself.

"When you're in the underworld, you're not treating people to a meal. How can you be so polite? If you can't win, just run away. If you outnumber them, just attack. Why would you use your own weaknesses to meet the enemy's strengths just for the sake of fame?"

"People's hearts, reputation, and morality are naturally good things."

“But it is entirely possible to pollute first and then clean up.”

(End of this chapter)