pertwk Chapter 30: The Fierce Battle! A Complete End to the Slaughter
Chapter 30: The Fierce Battle! A Complete End to the Slaughter
In the backyard of the Feng residence, in a side room, the candlelight flickered.
Inside, a young man paced anxiously back and forth in the courtyard, occasionally peering out the window.
After a while, a middle-aged man slipped in through the door like a ghost.
The young man immediately stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "So? Does she really have evidence?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "The teacup wasn't in her hands; it must have been stolen by that carriage attendant. After the incident, that attendant entered the Third Young Master's carriage under the pretext of inspecting it. He probably didn't know the details; he was just greedy and took it on a whim. The teacup is still in his possession."
"We have to get rid of him tonight. Find reliable people outside, don't use your own people."
"This servant understands," the middle-aged man said. "I've also found out the situation of those being held over there. They're all minor figures. I should be able to find a few martial arts experts."
"Wait a minute." The young man sat back down in his chair, tapped his fingers on the armrest twice, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "This matter cannot be taken lightly. After all the calculations, it's best if you go yourself and make sure it's a sure thing. If it fails this time, all our precautions will be useless."
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then finally lowered his head and said, "This old servant understands. I will go there myself."
Inside the Feng residence, the night patrolman struck a wooden clapper, its sound muffled in the night wind.
Chen Ye was practicing his stance training inside the house, listening to the two guards chatting idly outside the door.
One complained that today's food was too bland and had no salt, while another had just uttered a word when his voice suddenly stopped, as if something was stuck in his throat, cutting off the word.
It became completely quiet outside the door.
Chen Ye, who was practicing standing meditation, suddenly opened his eyes without making a sound.
He reached for the long knife he had asked Zhou for during the day from the bed, then silently walked to the door, leaned against the wall, and held his breath.
The sound of the door lock being pried open was exceptionally clear.
Chen Ye instinctively tightened his grip on the knife hilt.
With a creak.
The door was pushed open.
A masked man silently stepped in, his gaze immediately falling on the bed.
The bed was empty.
The masked man was slightly taken aback.
At that very moment, Chen Ye, who was hiding behind him, suddenly sprang up.
There was no shouting, and there was no warning whatsoever.
Chen Ye poured all his strength into his arms, simultaneously pushing the Breaking Formation and Shattering Mountain styles to their limits.
The veins in his arms bulged, his muscles swelled up like inflating balloons, and his strength surged.
He channeled all his power into the longsword and slashed down at the masked man.
Caught off guard, the intruder hastily raised his knife to parry.
Clang!
A string of sparks burst forth in the darkness.
The masked man's long knife was jolted out of his hand, but he remained standing motionless.
Chen Ye's expression changed.
The force that surged out when this person blocked was not something a Transcendent Realm martial artist could possess.
But at this moment, there's no time to worry about too much.
It's either him or me who dies.
Chen Ye uttered a soft shout: "Die!"
A strike that could easily cleave off the arm of a Transcendent Realm martial artist was inexplicably deflected by a powerful force when it landed on this person.
The masked man did not give Chen Ye a second chance to strike.
He casually turned the hand that had dropped the knife into a palm, and pressed it against Chen Ye's chest through the gap between his arms.
The force of that palm strike far exceeded his expectations.
Chen Ye felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. His back smashed through the table and chairs in the guest room, and he slammed into the wall amidst flying wood chips, causing a small cave-in in his chest.
He clutched his abdomen and almost instinctively channeled the warm energy from his entire body into his dantian.
Five rays of light shone from the palm of his hand.
A surge of vitality suddenly burst forth from the depths of his flesh and blood.
The broken ribs rubbed against the flesh and began to realign, and the collapsed area of the chest gradually recovered.
Chen Ye shouted with all his might, "If you don't act now, you'll never catch the murderer!"
The masked man's expression changed.
He hadn't expected that Chen Ye, the escort, would survive after taking a blow from him and even be able to shout with a strong voice.
At the same time, I realized that all of this might be a setup.
He turned around abruptly, eager to leave.
But it was too late.
A figure fell from the roof of the guest room, striking out with both palms, the palm wind carrying a heavy, powerful force.
boom!
The masked man quickly raised his hands in greeting.
The moment their palms collided, a ring of air exploded between their hands.
The stone bricks in the guest room were broken into pieces.
As soon as the guards struck out with their first palm, their second palm followed immediately, aimed straight at the opponent's face.
Then came the third palm strike, the fourth palm strike...
Each move flows smoothly like water, each palm strike carrying a unique explosive force, the palm strikes advancing layer by layer like overlapping waves.
Do not give the other party any chance to react.
The masked man retreated repeatedly, the stone bricks beneath his feet crumbling continuously.
Amidst the flying debris, he tried to break free from the guards' palm strikes, but the guards' palm winds always pressed down on him by half a move, effectively blocking his escape route to change tactics.
Splash...
At this moment, torches were lit around the guest rooms.
Two close bodyguards that Zhou brought from the Zhou family also immediately joined the battle, constantly harassing from the flanks, instantly creating a three-on-one situation.
The masked man looked distressed, stumbled back several steps, and bumped into the wall, where he caught a glimpse of Chen Ye not far away.
He assessed the distance, turned his gaze, and pounced on Chen Ye, who was leaning against the wall panting, his five fingers hooking straight at his throat.
Having finished regulating his breathing, Chen Ye concealed the fading light and reached for the long sword that had slipped from his opponent's hand during the parry with his right hand.
The hilt felt slightly cool to the touch.
Instead of retreating, he rushed forward half a step.
Breaking Formation Style stacked with Mountain Shattering Style!
The blade pierced the opponent's side from bottom to top.
The masked man's fingers stopped half an inch in front of Chen Ye's throat, unable to move.
He looked down and saw the hilt of the knife pressed against the web of his hand, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He didn't understand why Chen Ye still had such strength after being struck by his palm.
The masked man roared, trying to kill Chen Ye with a single blow.
At this moment, the guards rushed towards him.
This time, he left no room for his opponent. He smashed the masked man's right knee with a palm strike, and then chopped at his shoulder blade with a backhand strike, dislocating the entire arm bone from the joint.
The masked man screamed and collapsed to the ground, unable to resist any longer.
The guard stepped on his vest and gripped his chin with his fingers like iron clamps to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.
Zhou, who had been waiting outside the crowd, walked over and ripped off the other person's mask.
The torches crackled in the night wind, their light illuminating his face.
An old woman nearby exclaimed in surprise, "It's someone from the eldest young master's room!"
Zhou's face was as cold as frost. She said in a deep voice, "Bring him in. I want to see the head of the family now."
Everyone present was awestruck and immediately agreed, dragging the masked man toward the main residence.
When the guard passed by Chen Ye, he paused for a moment, glanced down, said nothing, and turned to follow the group.
Chen Ye watched the Zhou family members leave and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
This matter is finally over.
What follows are matters concerning the Feng family and their own internal affairs, and are no longer his concern.
Chen Ye leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, constantly mobilizing the vigorous life force within his flesh and blood.
Click click click!
Chen Ye heard the broken ribs in his chest continue to reset as his muscles twitched.
The sound became exceptionally clear in the messy guest room.
There was no one around, and no one heard anything.