Urban Martial Saint

Seeing the Ghost-faced Judge and Tie Yongwen standing face to face, the disciples behind Tie Yongwen immediately rushed forward but were stopped by a gesture from Tie Yongwen.

”Cui Yu, don’t be too arrogant!” Tie Weihua, Tie Yongwen’s son, glared angrily at Cui Yu and said, ”My father is giving you face by sitting here with you tonight. I don’t need my father to do it, I’ll fight you myself!”

The Ghost-faced Judge smiled faintly and remained silent, while Tie Yongwen frowned deeply and said in a stern voice, ”Step back!”

”Dad...” Tie Weihua wanted to say more, but Tie Yongwen’s expression turned icy as he scolded angrily, ”Step back!”

Tie Weihua, who had never seen Tie Yongwen so enraged, was shocked in his heart and didn’t dare to speak further, only able to retreat obediently with his fellow disciples.

Tie Yongwen stared at the Ghost-faced Judge in front of him and asked in a grave tone, ”Do you really want to fight me?”

The Ghost-faced Judge didn’t directly answer, instead scanning the room’s decorations with his eyes and sighing lightly, ”It’s just a pity for all these decorations!”

Tie Yongwen nodded slowly, looked back at his disciples, and said coldly, ”Miss Hu doesn’t know any martial arts, it would be better to let them stay in the room for now. Otherwise, if you and I start fighting, fists don’t have eyes, and accidentally hurting the innocent wouldn’t be good!”

”Thank you, Senior Tie, for the concern!” the Ghost-faced Judge turned and commanded, ”Xiao Bai, take your Aunt Mo and your junior sister inside the room. Don’t come out until I call you!”

Tie Yongwen also turned and instructed Tie Weihua, ”Weihua, take your fellow disciples into the room. Remember, you all must wait inside, not causing any trouble with the people in the teahouse. Anyone who dares to disobey my order, after today, I will personally expel him from the Xingyi Boxing School!”

Though Tie Yongwen was a kind person, his words were always firm. Hearing him speak so strictly, the people from the Xingyi Boxing School were utterly shocked, and even Tie Weihua dared not say anything, leading the others into the room.

On the other side, Hu Momo and the two girls, including White Impermanence, also entered the room, leaving the living room suddenly very empty, with only Tie Yongwen and the Ghost-faced Judge facing each other.

Tie Yongwen looked at the Ghost-faced Judge and asked in a deep voice, ”I’ll ask one last time, did you... did you really encounter the Bloody Monk?”

The Ghost-faced Judge gave a faint smile and responded, ”Senior Tie, what do you think emboldened me to challenge the authority of the Shen Family in Xihang?”

Tie Yongwen’s expression changed again, and after clenching his teeth in silence for a good while, he nodded slowly and said, ”I should have realized, what should come will eventually come. Ten years is a long time indeed. Well, I can only do what I must!”

With that, Tie Yongwen slowly extended his hand, looking at the Ghost-faced Judge in front of him, and said, ”Make your move!”

”My apologies for the offense!” The Ghost-faced Judge pulled out a long spike and a roll of transparent silk thread from his body, with one end of the thread coiled around a steel awl.

These two weapons, one used by White Impermanence and the other by the young girl, were the ones the Ghost-faced Judge was most skilled with. His two disciples, each having learned one weapon from him, had already made renowned names for themselves. As for him, their master, he was proficient in both weapons, his strength unknowably much greater than his two disciples.

Despite having weapons in hand, the Ghost-faced Judge didn’t dare to be the slightest bit careless facing Tie Yongwen. His right hand flicked, and the transparent silk thread immediately swept out, accurately and precisely coiling towards Tie Yongwen’s right hand. His speed and accuracy far surpassed that of the young girl by several times. That day, had Ye Qing faced him, he likely wouldn’t have been able to avoid even this strike.

But Tie Yongwen was still Tie Yongwen, facing the incoming silk thread he didn’t attempt to dodge. Instead, he let the thread wrap around his wrist. Then, he suddenly stepped back and shook his right arm, forcefully pulling it toward him.

The Ghost-faced Judge, holding the other end of the thread, was involuntarily pulled forward by Tie Yongwen. His movements were also extremely fast, his left hand stabbed fiercely with the spike towards Tie Yongwen’s abdomen. The speed was so fast it was almost impossible to follow.

Tie Yongwen’s strength was extraordinary, just as the spike was about to penetrate his abdomen, he lightly slapped with his left hand, hitting right on the Ghost-faced Judge’s wrist. The Ghost-faced Judge felt a numbness in his arm, the spike dropped from his hand, leaving him greatly shocked by Tie Yongwen’s formidable power.

The Ghost-faced Judge was quick as well, watching the spike about to hit the ground, he shook the silk thread in his right hand, and the other end of the thread immediately swept down picking up the spike mid-air and flying it towards Tie Yongwen’s chest.

Tie Yongwen also raised his right hand, using the silk thread coiled around his arm to deflect the incoming spike. Following that, he suddenly took a half step forward, letting out a thunderous shout, ”Ha!”

Following this shout, Tie Yongwen’s right foot hit the ground, making a ’thud’. Immediately after, Tie Yongwen’s left fist surged half a foot forward, heading straight for the chest of the Ghost-faced Judge.

A spark of sharpness flashed in the Ghost-faced Judge’s eyes—the silk thread was entangled by Tie Yongwen, preventing any retreat. However, the Ghost-faced Judge was also incredibly swift; seeing Tie Yongwen’s punch coming with terrifying momentum, he suddenly stamped his feet and leaped up, his right foot tapping on a nearby sofa to borrow strength and shift half a meter to the side. It was this half a meter that allowed the Ghost-faced Judge to barely avoid Tie Yongwen’s punch, which missed by a hair.

Avoiding that punch, the Ghost-faced Judge dared not be the slightest bit careless, hurriedly winding his right hand and unraveling the thread from Tie Yongwen’s arm, keeping it in hand and not daring to use it to coil around Tie Yongwen’s arm again.

Tie Yongwen didn’t pursue, but merely slowly retracted his fists, quietly watching the Ghost-faced Judge.

The Ghost-faced Judge, meanwhile, was looking at the floorboard Tie Yongwen had just stepped on. That floor tile had been crushed under Tie Yongwen’s foot, leaving a footprint about five centimeters deep. Tie Yongwen had not only shattered the tile but had even stomped into the cement floor itself, a testament to his incredible strength.

”What a move, Half-Step Collapse Fist!” A glint of appreciation flashed in the Ghost-faced Judge’s eyes as he said, ”The decades of cultivation power from Senior Tie truly command respect from the younger generation.”

”Times always bring forth new talents to replace the old,” Tie Yongwen said, looking at the Ghost-faced Judge. ”Given another ten years, I’m afraid I would no longer be a match for you. However, today, you cannot stop me!”

”As I said, I’ll block you for as long as I can, doing the best I can!” With a light laugh, the Ghost-faced Judge suddenly charged forward, his left hand wielding a long spike, and his right hand controlling the thread, engaging in combat with Tie Yongwen again.

Yet Tie Yongwen’s movements remained unchanged. Although lacking the agility and flamboyance of the Ghost-faced Judge, his simple dual fists still forced the Ghost-faced Judge to keep retreating.

On one side, Tie Yongwen and the Ghost-faced Judge were locked in a fight that was too close to call, while on the other side, near Huangfu Ziyu’s room, a man had just approached. This man was well-dressed, with a face as fine as carved jade, gentle and refined. He was the very image of the ’White Horse Prince’ that so many girls dream of.

This man was none other than Shen Qianyue, the most promising and potential-laden individual of the younger generation of the Shen Family.

He arrived at the door of Huangfu Ziyu’s room, where White Wolf was also standing. Seeing Shen Qianyue, White Wolf showed no expression on his face, only saying coldly, ”Young Master Shen, the young miss has been waiting for a long time.”

With that, White Wolf turned and opened the room door, saying, ”Please come in!”

”Thank you!” Shen Qianyue replied with a slight nod, his every move the epitome of elegance and refined grace, truly a paragon of humility and grace.

The room was filled with a faint, delicate fragrance, typical of any place Huangfu Ziyu was present. Standing at the doorway, Shen Qianyue took a light sniff and smiled lightly, ”After so many years, junior sister still favors the scent of the udumbara flower.”

Inside the room, on a sofa, Huangfu Ziyu was half-reclining, her jade hand lightly supporting her head, with a constant faint smile on her face. Her fair cheeks were highlighted by a touch of stunning red lips, like a flame that could ignite the hearts of all men.

”After so many years, the eldest senior brother has become even more handsome than before!” Huangfu Ziyu said, a hint of allure in her voice, exuding an irresistible charm.

Shen Qianyue simply smiled faintly, not letting his gaze linger much on Huangfu Ziyu. He slowly walked to the center of the room, casually looking around at the furnishings while chuckling, ”Junior sister, do you remember, the thing that eldest senior brother used to do the most was picking udumbara flowers for you. It’s been fourteen years now; had the eldest senior brother still been alive, I guess the outside of your room would be filled with them by now!”

”Talking about a dead man, what’s the point?” Huangfu Ziyu slowly sat up, her slender legs stretched out on the carpet, as white as jade and every move fraught with temptation.

Shen Qianyue’s gaze remained averted from Huangfu Ziyu, and his face now lacked a smile.

”Eldest senior brother will always be our eldest senior brother, regardless of what he has done; he is still our senior. Junior sister, you should never have killed him!” Shen Qianyue said softly.

Huangfu Ziyu looked at Shen Qianyue with a faint smile, ”So according to you, I should have allowed him to humiliate me?”

”You had the power to kill him, which means you also had the power to evade him and seek justice from the Old Madam. But you didn’t choose that path; instead, you killed him.” Shen Qianyue paused, then continued, ”Moreover, if you hadn’t killed the eldest senior brother, you would have eventually married him.”

Huangfu Ziyu slowly stood up and looked calmly at Shen Qianyue, ”So according to you, I would have been his sooner or later. Does that mean I should have tolerated his abuse, is that right?”

”At this point, arguing who’s right and who’s wrong is meaningless,” Shen Qianyue said quietly. ”That night, you didn’t just kill the eldest senior brother, but also seven individuals from the Shen Family Manor. That account will always need to be settled.”

Huangfu Ziyu burst into a charming laugh, ”I haven’t gone far; I’ve been right here in Dongzhou waiting all this time. Why didn’t anyone from the Shen Family come to settle the score with me?”

Shen Qianyue responded, ”Junior sister, you are, after all, the last of the Huangfu Household. The Old Madam, remembering the relationship between the Huangfu and Shen families, has refrained from seeking vengeance against you for these many years. Do you think that the Old Madam’s mercy has become your carte blanche for recklessness?”

With a covered chuckle, Huangfu Ziyu replied, ”The Old Madam’s mercy? Rather than calling it mercy, wouldn’t it be more accurate to say that the bloodbath a decade ago left her with no time to come after me?”