[Fantasy] The Rogue Landlord (Complete) - Chapter 23

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Chapter Four: Teasing His Aunt

The next morning, Xu Ping's melancholy had long since vanished with a good night's sleep. Anyway, there were so many women; he could ejaculate on each one, and surely one would get pregnant! Even if his mother had objections, he wasn't a celibate monk like his uncle, so she probably wouldn't say much.

In his drowsy state, he suddenly remembered Lin Ziyan's period last time, and Xu Ping was so angry he wanted to slap himself. Why didn't he ask when their periods were? He always ejaculated during their safe period, shooting a ton of blood. The man died, but the woman remained slim—it was truly awful.

The bed wasn't entwined with the jade-like legs of the previous night, but the pungent smell of lust still lingered. When Xu Ping opened his eyes with a yawn, he saw Liu Ziyi, dressed in a long, elegant dress, sitting gracefully at the table, tending to the toiletries, looking at him with tender eyes.

"Master, this servant will help you change!" Liu Ziyi's face flushed slightly. It's said that women become more beautiful after being satisfied, and this was certainly true for her. Her skin and beautiful face looked much more radiant than yesterday. Even without makeup, her skin was still flawless.

Xu Ping, still somewhat dazed, responded and stood up, naked from the waist down. He closed his eyes, enjoying her gentle caresses as she softly wiped his lower body with warm water. He changed into new clothes; the white silk-cotton robe felt exceptionally comfortable!

"Master!" Liu Ziyi knelt down to help Xu Ping tie his belt, saying with a hint of reluctance, "Qiao'er has been waiting outside since early this morning. She said that Her Majesty the Empress went to look for the Imperial Uncle last night but couldn't find him. She's in the manor now and seems quite angry."

"Oh!" Xu Ping shrugged indifferently, rubbed his eyes, and gently kissed her face, saying, "It's nothing. How are those girls from last night?" Liu Ziyi blushed, leaned obediently into Xu Ping's arms, and whispered, "None of the six girls are virgins anymore!" "Hehe, really strong!" Xu Ping finished washing up and laughed, putting his arm around her shoulder, lewdly touching her snow-white neck as they walked towards the pavilion.

In the garden, Ji Baofeng was drinking tea with a worried expression. Whether it was from excessive indulgence or the bitterness of losing his virginity after forty years, his face was slightly pale, and his dark circles were heavy. He looked listless, more haggard than a patient who hadn't eaten for days!

Behind him, however, stood a row of shy, graceful palace maids, each a pure and beautiful young woman in the prime of her youth. Their rosy faces were adorned with faint smiles, though one or two were too embarrassed to look up. Even so, standing in a row, they were quite a sight.

"Congratulations, Uncle!" Xu Ping stepped forward, laughing heartily as he looked at the girls, whose youthful innocence had given way to the allure of married women. "Six of them at once," he thought, "I refuse to believe none of them will get pregnant."

Upon seeing Xu Ping, Ji Baofeng immediately stood up, his face contorted with rage, and shouted, "Ping... Ping'er! You've got something to do!" "Don't be angry!" Xu Ping, seeing Ji Baofeng's legs trembling and his back almost giving way, couldn't help but laugh even more lewdly, chuckling, "Feels good, doesn't it? Six virgins deflowered last night, you must have had an amazing time. Just be careful with your old back, don't try anything too difficult like the Guanyin lotus position!" "You... you..." Ji Baofeng, already a stutterer, was now too angry to speak. He woke up in the morning to find himself surrounded by young, beautiful women, all naked and clinging to him. Looking at the bloodstains on the sheets, he knew exactly what he had done the night before! Although somewhat bewildered, he couldn't resist the blatant teasing of a rather bold girl. His morning erection felt wonderfully licked, and unable to resist the allure of her warm, fragrant body, he and another young palace maid thoroughly enjoyed themselves again. He almost had to be carried out of the room.

"Alright, thank me next time!" Xu Ping said, putting his arm around his shoulder, giving Liu Ziyi a wink, and leading him outside.

Two carriages were already waiting outside the courtyard gate! Xu Ping habitually got into his own carriage, signaling the other driver to take Ji Baofeng back to the Ministry of Works first. Ji Baofeng had no choice now, and having truly experienced the pleasures of sex last night, he found it hard to refuse. He also felt a pang of longing for the several youthful and charming palace maids.

Qiao'er had disappeared again, but Xu Ping never bothered to ask, knowing she always told others she was out playing, but was actually busy with serious business. Xu Ping was quite concerned about the situation in Kong Hai these past two days, but there hadn't been any news, which was really making him anxious.

As soon as he got out of the car, Uncle Liu was already waiting at the door. Seeing Xu Ping return, he immediately went forward, his old face full of worry, and said, "Master, you're finally back! The Empress is throwing a tantrum in the main hall!" "Damn, is it that serious?" Xu Ping couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. What had his mother done to get so angry that even Uncle Liu had come to seek refuge? He quickly got out of the car and ran inside!

In the main hall, Ji Xinyue, dressed casually, sat in the middle, her face frosty and silent. Ji Jingyue and an old imperial physician stood on either side of her, also not daring to speak!

In front of them stood three delicate figures of similar height, but all equally trembling and even a little fearful. Upon closer inspection, it was Zhao Ling, Cheng Ningxue, and Xiao Mi. All three girls wore the same fearful and anxious expression, looking rather pitiful. They all lowered their heads, afraid to speak, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.

"Mother!" Xu Ping, seeing this, quickly pretended not to know anything, putting on a playful smile and rushing over, asking with delight, "Why are you here!" Ji Xinyue's icy expression immediately softened considerably; looking at her mischievous son, she couldn't bring herself to be angry. However, his tone was still somewhat harsh as he said, "It's nothing, I came to see your uncle. I also wanted the imperial physician to examine your maids!" "Oh, is that so!" Xu Ping feigned sudden realization, then turned to the three women, who were nearly in tears, and said sternly, "Hurry up and thank Her Majesty the Empress!" "This servant, this commoner, thanks Your Majesty!" The three women quickly knelt down, their voices sounding choked with emotion.

"That's enough!" Ji Xinyue waved her hand, her face dignified, and said, "You may all leave."

"Yes!" The three women turned and ran away as if fleeing. Xu Ping could even see the tears of grievance in Xiao Mi's eyes, and his heart ached. The imperial physician also gave a brief explanation and left. Only Ji Jingyue sat down casually to the side, smiling and saying, "What's wrong, you little rascal? Feeling sorry for me?" Xu Ping glared at her secretly. Although his aunt looked very dashing in her blue outfit today, her hot charm and voluptuous curves were quite eye-catching, but she was missing something when she was with his mother: elegance. This smug look of hers actually made her seem mischievous and cute, and Xu Ping immediately felt a desire to pin her down and ravage her!

"Ping'er!" Ji Xinyue demanded sternly, "Where did you hide your uncle?" Xu Ping quickly served her tea, grinning, "Mother, please don't be angry! Getting angry like this will ruin your beautiful appearance, and it will break my heart as your son, you know?" Ji Xinyue wasn't really that angry, and she couldn't help but smile at her son's joke, but her tone was still serious as she said, "Stop flattering me! Do you think I don't know what you're up to? Hurry up and hand over your uncle; I still need to pay your grandfather." "Hey!" Xu Ping smiled smugly, a cunning look on his face. "Just tell Grandpa that our uncle is living a life of luxury now, indulging in wine and women. He'll be getting married and having children soon, so he can just wait to hold his grandson!" "Can't you even lie properly?" Ji Jingyue immediately looked at Xu Ping with disbelief, rolling her eyes. "Someone like him would actually get married and have children? I'd believe you if you were peeping at someone's wife while she bathed, or committing adultery with someone's wife and daughter. But your uncle, I don't even think he'd look at a woman with a second glance."

"Jingyue!" Ji Xinyue immediately straightened her face. She was extremely indulgent towards Xu Ping, and she would never let her sister speak so harshly!

Ji Jingyue immediately stuck out her rosy little tongue and shut her mouth. Although the two sisters were equally beautiful, if they were dressed in elegant palace dresses and sitting quietly together, it would be impossible to tell them apart. But once they opened their mouths, it wouldn't take more than three sentences to distinguish who was who!

Ji Xinyue then turned around and asked softly, "Ping'er, what exactly happened?" "Hehe!" Xu Ping smiled slyly and said, "Nothing much. Last night I took my uncle out to play. Later, we went to Chuxiu Palace and found a few young ladies to accompany him in his lovemaking. As a result, my uncle, in a fit of youthful madness, ruined all six young girls. Poor old man, he's probably still sleeping in now."

"Really?" Ji Jingyue looked completely incredulous, and even Ji Xinyue had the same reaction.

Xu Ping immediately assured him with a solemn expression, "I don't like lying, really! He's ruined those young ladies. If you don't believe me, I'll have someone bring all the bedsheets and stuff right now; I guarantee they're all covered in the stench of sex!" "No, no need!" Ji Xinyue hurriedly waved her hand, then after a moment's thought, said gracefully, "In that case, I'll go discuss it with your grandfather. Let's give your uncle a house so he can stay in the capital for now!" "That's fine!" Ji Jingyue nodded in agreement, seemingly relieved, and said, "As long as my brother can really settle down, I think Father won't object."

"Hmm!" Ji Xinyue smiled gently, but her face immediately turned cold as she looked at Xu Ping, saying with some dissatisfaction, "Alright, Ping'er, let's not talk about your uncle for now. I came here on your father's orders; he'll be granting you a marriage soon. I came to see if any of these girls are pregnant with the emperor's child. If they are, I'll grant them all, but none of them are. What's the point of keeping women like that around?"

Xu Ping smiled bitterly; what was bound to happen had finally happened. He knew his mother would never tolerate such a serious

matter as continuing the family line, and he couldn't explain anything to her for the time being. Ji Xinyue was slightly surprised, a flash of jealousy crossing her face, which quickly turned into a teasing tone as she said with a grin, "What's wrong, you little rascal? I thought you'd at least have a bunch of daughters, but it seems none of them are pregnant. Are you impotent?"

"Mind your own business!" Xu Ping glared at her fiercely, then immediately clarified to Ji Xinyue, "Mother, it's not that they're not good enough, it's just that Ping'er is too busy to have time for romance. Think about it, two of these girls are still virgins, how could they be pregnant!" Ji Xinyue's face darkened, and she said firmly, "You don't need to explain so much to me. This marriage is not up to you. Now that your father is on the throne and busy with state affairs, your responsibility is to help our royal family continue its lineage! Otherwise, if this continues, the country will be unstable, don't you understand?" "I understand!" Xu Ping didn't dare to disobey. He could hardly find anyone to support him on the matter of continuing the family line. After all, in this era, the concept of "of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no offspring" was deeply ingrained and unchangeable. It seemed a bit late for him to be unmarried at seventeen.

"Good that you understand!" Ji Xinyue said, gracefully standing up. She sighed softly and said, "Ping'er, I can spoil you no matter what you do, but you mustn't go against your father's wishes on this matter. He's busy with state affairs right now, don't let him worry about this anymore, understand?" "Ping'er understands!" Xu Ping quickly nodded obediently.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ji Jingyue made a few provocative faces at Xu Ping, her charming appearance even carrying a touch of childlike cuteness. Her rosy, translucent lips pouted, making one want to kiss her a few times! Xu Ping

also glared at her fiercely, but in his heart, he gritted his teeth, thinking that he would take off this aunt's skirt and spank her until her bottom was bruised and sore. She really always wanted to join in the fun!

"Oh, right, Ping'er!" Walking ahead, Ji Xinyue seemed oblivious to the tension and ambiguous atmosphere behind her, her tone still gentle as she said, "Your father asked me to pass on a message: one branch of the Fierce Tiger Camp is in the outskirts of Beijing, and he wants you to go check it out!" "Oh!" Xu Ping casually replied.

Not content with making faces, Ji Jingyue also wiggled her hips like a child throwing a tantrum, her eyes full of schadenfreude.

Watching those full, pert buttocks sway before his eyes was practically a challenge to a man's sexual function. Xu Ping couldn't help but swallow hard, glancing out of the corner of his eye. Seeing his mother still talking to herself, he swiftly reached out and accurately slapped those full buttocks hard.

"Ah…!" Ji Jingyue didn't expect Xu Ping to actually do it and immediately cried out in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xinyue turned around and asked, puzzled. Seeing her son's serious expression, she didn't think much of it, her eyes fixed on her younger sister.

"Nothing!" Ji Jingyue waved her hand dismissively, saying, "I just accidentally kicked a small stone, and my foot hurts a little!" "Where did that stone come from?" Ji Xinyue muttered to herself, looking at the clean ground, but didn't think much of it. Such a

soft and bouncy feel! As soon as she turned around, Xu Ping immediately raised his palm in front of him, inhaling deeply with a look of ecstasy. Whether it was just her imagination or not, she seemed to smell a faint, elegant fragrance.

Ji Jingyue blushed, gritting her teeth and glaring at Xu Ping!

Xu Ping immediately smiled slyly, deliberately sticking out his tongue and making a licking motion on his palm in a very lewd manner.

Ji Jingyue trembled slightly, as if she felt that rough tongue licking her buttocks. Embarrassed and enraged, she flashed a throwing knife at Xu Ping!

At such close range, Xu Ping had little chance to dodge. Concentrating his attention, he barely managed to catch the sharp knife, a small cut appearing on his palm. However, he acted as if nothing had happened, giving her a smug look before humming a tune and using the knife as a toothpick.

Ji Jingyue's face turned green with anger, but by then, all three of them had reached the doorway. Seeing that the people seeing them off at the gate were watching, he naturally couldn't do anything more. He could only lower his voice and say in a fierce yet light tone, "You wait!" Xu Ping, with a welcoming look and a sly smile, squeezed out a sentence that was barely audible, "I'll be waiting in bed!" "Hmph!" Ji Jingyue snorted angrily and stormed off.

After seeing off these two living bodhisattvas, Xu Ping had already noticed Zhao Ling, with red eyes and her head down, in the line of people seeing them off at the gate, and Cheng Ningxue, who was gently comforting her beside her. Although she wasn't crying, her expression showed that she was also very upset! He sighed helplessly, signaled Uncle Liu to wait for him, and then walked over and naturally took Zhao Ling's hand, leading her to the front garden without saying a word.

A hint of envy flashed in Cheng Ningxue's eyes. Although Xu Ping hadn't asked her to come along, she thought about it and gritted her teeth to follow behind.

Along the way, Xu Ping was always gentle. Gently holding her small hand, Xu Ping felt Zhao Ling's soft sobs lessen slightly when their fingers intertwined. When the three of them reached the tree, Xu Ping stopped, turned around, and lifted Zhao Ling's face. He saw two warm tears slowly streaming down her pure and lovely face, her bright and gentle eyes filled with grievance. His heart ached instantly. Gently

lowering his head, amidst Zhao Ling's tearful shyness, Xu Ping tenderly kissed away the tears from the corner of her eye. Tears welled in his eyes, and he gently comforted her, "Alright, little Ling'er, don't cry anymore, okay?" "Brother Ping!" Zhao Ling couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears, throwing herself into Xu Ping's arms, sobbing, "It's Ling'er's fault! Ling'er's belly is so uncooperative! Please don't abandon me!" "No, my little Ling'er is so good, how could I bear to!" Xu Ping's head ached too, so he quickly hugged her tightly, gently stroking her hair and comforting her. Out of the corner of his eye, he clearly saw Cheng Ningxue standing beside him, looking somewhat embarrassed and envious.

After a long while of sweet talk and coaxing, Zhao Ling's sobs finally subsided.

"Brother Ping!" Zhao Ling sniffled, looking pitiful. "I used to be so happy with you, but you're so good to me that I almost forgot you're the Crown Prince, responsible for bearing children for the royal family. It's all my fault, please scold me."

"Alright, stop talking about that!" Xu Ping waved his hand, his face stern but gentle. "Go get some sleep now, so you're in good shape to serve me tonight! I don't believe that if I work until tomorrow morning after dinner, it won't be fruitful!" "You're so annoying..." Zhao Ling was finally amused by Xu Ping's serious yet incredibly lewd expression, bursting into laughter through her tears. She wiped her tears and said coquettishly, "Why do you always talk nonsense!" Cheng Ningxue's face was also flushed, but she didn't dare say anything more. Since bringing her back to the manor, Xu Ping had been so busy that he had hardly had time to flirt with this busty girl, leaving her feeling uneasy and uncertain about his true feelings for her. Right now, she considered herself nothing more than a maidservant in the Crown Prince's residence.

"Alright!" Seeing her finally smile, Xu Ping breathed a slight sigh of relief. He patted her pert buttocks lightly and said with a chuckle, "Go and rest for a bit! Uncle Liu and I have some things to discuss."

"Okay!" Zhao Ling nodded obediently and left with Cheng Ningxue, who had been standing nearby for some reason. Halfway there, Cheng Ningxue glanced back at Xu Ping, her expression complex but clearly showing some disappointment.

Looking at Cheng Ningxue's ample bosom, Xu Ping felt a burning desire! He hadn't even managed to win over her mother; how could he possibly be interested in her? With so many troubles going on right now, he doesn't even have the luck to be a spendthrift. There are still virgins in the manor he hasn't managed to seduce, let alone do anything like abducting women.

This life is truly unlucky.

"Master!" As soon as the two women left, Uncle Liu immediately came up.

Xu Ping's expression immediately became calm, and he asked in a flat tone, "Uncle Liu, do you know the situation of the Fierce Tiger Camp in the north of the city?" "I know a little!" Uncle Liu thought for a moment, and then said respectfully, "If this old servant remembers correctly, the one in the north of the city is the Third Company of the Fierce Tiger Camp. It turns out to be a remnant force that ran between the southwest and northwest fronts!" "Remnant force?" Xu Ping looked at him in confusion.

Chapter Five: Subduing the Three Schools of the Fierce Tiger Camp.

Uncle Liu sighed deeply and said, "Yes! The Fierce Tiger Camp is an army that everyone wants to get their hands on, but no one really wants to mess with. Especially the three schools, which include both noble sons who are just looking for a living and fierce generals who have survived hundreds of battles. To put it bluntly, it's a mixed bag. They draw salaries from the court and often have internal fights. It's a strange entity that even the court finds a bit of a headache."

"Oh, so you mean there are quite a few capable and skilled generals in there?" Xu Ping asked after thinking for a moment. These three schools are indeed very strange. They've gotten to this point, isn't anyone going to do anything about it?

Uncle Liu nodded: "But that's the problem. The veterans who are usually pushed into the Fierce Tiger Camp are all unruly guys. These people can easily take on ten men on the battlefield, but they're hard to control. Ji Zhongyun has tried to win them over, but without success."

He paused, then continued: "Of course, General Jinwu didn't succeed either. In general, the so-called Fierce Tiger Camp has split into garrisons in various places. The one in the capital can be considered their most elite force, but now it's a disorganized mess!" Xu Ping's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked: "Really? How many of them are there?" "About five thousand!" Uncle Liu thought for a moment and said: "Besides some who have already retired, the previous battle in the Northwest left this fierce army almost wiped out. Now it's called a camp, but even if you include those spoiled brats, the number is less than ten thousand."

"Is that so!" Xu Ping couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. The four great legions that once swept across the land were incredibly powerful, forcing the once-mighty grassland tribes to retreat beyond the Great Wall, daring not to advance another step. Now, they've fallen so low that only the Po Jun and Hungry Wolf battalions remain. Although they're getting old, they're still fierce and formidable, while the other two battalions are practically defunct. Such a huge contrast is truly unbelievable!

"Master!" Uncle Liu tentatively asked, "Should we start trying to win over the Fierce Tiger Battalion?" "Yes, I'll go and meet these guys!" Xu Ping nodded enthusiastically and, along with Chen Qi and Zhang Hu, headed to the Fierce Tiger Battalion. He was quite interested in this strange military camp.

As they exited the city gate, Xu Ping deliberately pulled back the carriage curtain to take a look. Even though many people were now offering porridge, the number of refugees outside the capital showed no signs of decreasing; the only improvement was in order.

Xu Ping frowned. The court had allocated a considerable amount of disaster relief funds. They shouldn't be starving, but why were so many refugees still gathered outside the capital? It was obvious the funds weren't being distributed properly.

Along the way, with the carriage bumping along, Xu Ping saw disheveled refugees lying helplessly on the roadside. He decided to personally go to Shandong and Hebei to see what the situation was like. If the capital was like this, the situation there must be worse.

"Master, we've arrived,"

Chen Qi said cautiously, not daring to speak as he watched Xu Ping's unpredictable expression. After a bumpy half-hour journey, when the carriage stopped, Zhang Hu finally spoke.

Xu Ping got out and immediately frowned. The huge military camp was nestled against the mountainside in a basin, a low-lying location that made no sense whatsoever. The entrance was completely unguarded; traces of blood and carelessly discarded trash were visible on the wooden stakes and the ground, giving it a deathly, ruin-like appearance.

A few steps further in, the soldiers inside were lounging or sitting under the shade of trees, chatting idly. They were in groups of three or five, shouting and yelling, more like a band of noisy mountain bandits than soldiers. Even Zhao Meng's old stronghold had been far more orderly; this was practically indistinguishable from a refugee camp outside the capital.

"Master!" Zhang Hu frowned, cautiously asking, "Should I go and announce their arrival?" "No need!" Xu Ping waved his hand coldly and walked into the camp. The

three of them immediately attracted the soldiers' attention. Xu Ping's luxurious attire was incongruous with the place. Zhang Hu and Chen Qi followed on either side, their faces wary as they watched the soldiers raise their heads. The group's expressions were calm, yet tinged with amusement.

"Hey, you pretty boy! There's nothing to see here, not even any women. What are you doing here?"

A burly man on the ground, grinning and chewing on a blade of grass, shouted loudly, and the others joined in with laughter.

"Trying to arrest someone, huh? Which official's son sent this lackey? Hurry up and tell me, I'll find someone for you."

Someone else asked casually, as if troublemakers frequently came here.

Immediately, someone else teased, "Seriously? Sending these third-rate bastards to arrest people? Did they see we were lonely here and send this pretty boy to serve us?" After saying that, everyone burst into laughter.

Xu Ping's face immediately darkened. This was no Tiger Battalion! It was even worse than Zhao Meng's Tiger Stronghold. What kind of soldiers were these? They were nothing but wanton bandits.

"Insolence!"

Zhang Hu immediately straightened his face and roared.

"What, want to fight?" The soldiers at the door immediately stood up, each with a cold smile. There were over a hundred of them, glaring at the three people before them with contempt in their eyes.

"Beggar, is that you?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man, shirtless and covered in scars and various wounds, squeezed out from the crowd, looking at Chen Qi excitedly. Xu Ping glanced at him; the newcomer was burly and looked very fierce. Although he was also dirty and somewhat undisciplined, it wasn't hard to see the fierce glint in his eyes.

"Fourth Brother, weren't you dead? Reincarnation isn't that quick!" Chen Qi replied excitedly, his voice trembling, but he didn't step forward because Xu Ping was present. "

Why are you being so coy? I heard you're working in the capital. You didn't come here just to help your brothers, did you? I wouldn't mind if you treated me to some drinks."

The fourth brother laughed heartily, waving at the people behind him and cursing, "Get the hell out of here! Do what you were doing. My brother's here."

Seeing there was no more drama, the crowd dispersed in boredom.

"Beggar, what brings you here?" The fourth brother walked over with a smile, putting his arm around Chen Qi's shoulder affectionately, completely ignoring Zhang Hu and Xu Ping.

"I came with my master."

Although Chen Qi was excited, he still respectfully looked in Xu Ping's direction.

"Oh, you're not working as someone else's henchman, are you?" The man called Lao Si looked at Xu Ping with disdain. His expensive clothes and fair face didn't fit their definition of a man, hence his contemptuous tone.

"Insolence!"

Zhang Hu couldn't hold back any longer. Seeing Xu Ping frown, he shouted and threw a punch at Lao Si.

"I'll throw five!"

Lao Si didn't back down either. His face turned cold, and he turned and threw a punch at Zhang Hu, seemingly not taking Zhang Hu seriously.

"It's alright!" Just as Chen Qi was about to step forward to stop him, Xu Ping raised his hand to stop him.

Xu Ping wanted to see what kind of fighting power these battle-hardened veterans possessed. Of course, not everyone in the military camp was a martial arts master, but their survival proved they had their own special skills. Zhang Hu's skills were undoubtedly exceptional, but this fourth brother seemed quite formidable as well. It was a good opportunity to see if these untamed wild horses were truly as ferocious as they appeared.

Their fists collided without any attempt to evade, the powerful force forcing both to take two steps back. However, Zhang Hu's expression was grim. He clearly felt his opponent wasn't at the level of a top-tier expert, so how could he be evenly matched with him? Especially since his hand was starting to ache from that punch—was this guy's fist made of stone?

Zhang Hu's competitive spirit ignited. With a cold face, he tossed his sword to the ground, clenched his fists, tensed all his muscles, took a deep breath, and decided to unleash his most proficient external martial arts technique. He charged towards the fourth brother with clenched fists.

The fourth brother, realizing he had underestimated his opponent, felt his hand bones throbbing with pain. Seeing Zhang Hu charge, he dared not be careless anymore. He immediately formed eagle claws with his hands, took a step back, and prepared to meet the attack.

Zhang Hu's incredibly powerful punch was easily dodged by Lao Si. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lao Si grabbed Zhang Hu's tiger's mouth with a backhand, but Zhang Hu simply raised his hand and pushed him away. Both were amazed by each other's skills, and their expressions immediately turned serious. They used their best skills to attack and defend, and soon they were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

Seeing that the two were evenly matched in their first exchange, Chen Qi said worriedly, "Master, Lao Si learned Eagle Claw Kung Fu from a master in the countryside when he was young. Later, he joined the army because he had no food during a famine. Even if his weapon was broken on the battlefield, his iron claws could still pierce through the enemy's body. His moves are simple and practical, aiming only to kill with every move. I think they are likely to get into trouble like this. Maybe we should stop the fight!" "No need. Zhang Hu is no worse than him when he gets serious! Let's see."

Xu Ping shook his head and stood aside watching the confrontation between the two. Don't even mention Zhang Hu; he'd been keeping quiet all along, but he'd quietly broken through to the top-tier level. His fists thundered wherever they landed, each strike brimming with aggressive power.

Compared to Chen Qi's anxious expression, Lao Si seemed quite excited. Although he couldn't match Zhang Hu in a head-on fight, his experience and powerful, practical techniques kept Zhang Hu at a disadvantage.

"Ha!" Zhang Hu roared and charged at Lao Si, his entire body surging with energy, making his fist seem larger as he aimed straight for Lao Si's face.

"Good!" Lao Si, seeing Zhang Hu's stance, knew it was a full-force attack. He praised it but didn't dodge, meeting the blow head-on with his chest and then aiming a claw straight for Zhang Hu's throat. The two exchanged a simple clash, and the difference in skill was immediately apparent.

Lao Si groaned, spitting out blood, his tall body collapsing backward as if weightless. Zhang Hu's face was grave. Although he had sent the fourth brother flying with a single punch, several faint bloodstains remained on his throat, striking a vital spot. The wounds were so shallow they only broke the skin, clearly indicating that the fourth brother had held back.

Chen Qi was terrified at the sight of the fourth brother's deadly move. Although Zhang Hu always considered himself a servant, everyone knew he was one of the Crown Prince's favorite subordinates, especially after spending time with him. He felt this kind and unassuming man was worth befriending. If the fourth brother acted impulsively and actually killed him, it would be disastrous.

"Alas, I lost!" Zhang Hu immediately lowered his head in dejection. Although he had sent the fourth brother flying, if the fourth brother had really wanted to kill him, he would be dead by now.

Chen Qi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the faint bloodstains hadn't harmed him. He cautiously glanced at Xu Ping, and seeing Xu Ping nod, he quickly ran to check on the fourth brother, who was lying motionless under the tree.

Xu Ping turned to Zhang Hu and said, "Zhang Hu, on the battlefield, what you seek is a deadly move without any fancy tricks. Ideally, you should kill the enemy in one strike, giving them no chance. If they hadn't shown mercy, I would have found you a burial site."

"Your subordinate is incompetent!" Zhang Hu stood beside Xu Ping, his face full of shame, his eyes looking gratefully in the direction where Lao Si was lying.

"Damn it, that's some strength!" After lying on the ground panting for a while, Lao Si suddenly sprang up, coughed a few times, and said with a laugh while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Damn, it feels like I was hit by a bull! It's really fucking painful."

"I'll fucking kill you, you're still alive!" Chen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately cursed, "I was just thinking about where to bury you, why were you lying there for so long!" "Who the fuck is alright!" As Lao Si spoke, more blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. However, he casually wiped it away, glared at Chen Qi, and said, "Didn't I tell you? I'll be in charge of your funeral. I'd be embarrassed to die if you weren't already dead!" "Get the hell out of here."

Chen Qi's eyes were slightly red, and his lips trembled a little as he spoke.

Xu Ping watched the two men's crude exchange of insults. Although it was very vulgar, it wasn't hard to hear the deep affection between them. The friendship forged on the battlefield with their lives on the line couldn't be expressed with a few fancy words. Infected by their interaction, Xu Ping even felt a touch of tragic heroism in his heart.

"Fourth Brother, what's going on?" The crowd that had just dispersed saw the fight from afar and rushed over with their weapons, all looking furious and ready to pounce.

"It's nothing!" the fourth brother said, coughing. "I just got itchy hands and wanted to fight. You guys can get lost."

Xu Ping glanced at him, then stepped forward with a grin, saying, "Fourth brother, huh? I'll play with you guys. Young master's itching for a fight right now."

"Haha, I don't want my good brother to lose his job. Look at your delicate skin, it wouldn't be good if you got hurt."

The fourth brother said somewhat recklessly, but he was really just being stubborn. He was already lucky to be able to stand up after taking such a heavy punch from Zhang Hu; he had no strength left to fight again.

The people around him laughed.

"Damn, I'll take you all on one-on-one!"

After being mocked several times, Xu Ping finally snapped. His fists clenched, and he channeled his inner energy, instantly transforming his demeanor. His previous laziness turned into a murderous aura, and his earlier nonchalance became shrouded in gloom.

"Zhang Hu, you must persuade our master! He can't take this risk; these are a bunch of desperate thugs!"

Chen Qi, who had only recently joined Xu Ping's ranks, was hesitant to speak, but he anxiously pulled at Zhang Hu beside him.

Zhang Hu silently shook his head, also somewhat worried, saying, "Our master is far stronger than me, and no one can dissuade him from doing what he's set his mind to."

"But…" Chen Qi was still uneasy!

"Alright!" Zhang Hu pulled him aside, saying with a guilty expression, "Actually, it's because I lost. Although our master is easygoing, he's very competitive. He won't be satisfied unless he gets his revenge. He won't listen to us anyway. If anything happens, just be ready to go up there quickly!" "Okay!" Chen Qi looked helpless, but his hand was already on the hilt of his knife, watching warily, ready to save Xu Ping first, regardless of whether it meant loss of life or death.

Xu Ping hadn't fought since his injury, and had hardly used his internal energy. He wanted to see how well he had recovered. Seeing them all standing still, he smirked and sneered, "What, too scared to go up?" "Brothers, you've got some tough guys! Be careful!"

The fourth brother immediately realized that his earlier assessment might have been wrong. The pretty boy in front of him was no ordinary person. He immediately changed to a serious expression and shouted to the crowd.

Although everyone felt it was unlikely for one person to take on dozens of people alone, they still listened to the fourth brother and spread out into a formation resembling a charging formation.

The fourth brother looked solemn, hesitant as he looked at the strange smile on Xu Ping's face, unsure whether he should rush in from the start.

Xu Ping wasn't in a hurry. These people were a good opportunity to test the power of Shi Tianfeng's Cross Fist technique. He wondered if learning the old man's signature move would suit him.

After they formed their formation, a fierce glint flashed in Xu Ping's eyes. He suddenly disappeared into the crowd, his figure so fast that it was impossible to see clearly, and such a large movement made no sound at all.

"Be on guard!" the fourth brother immediately shouted.

As soon as he reached them, Xu Ping directly struck the fourth brother, who was already in a defensive stance at the front, sending him flying. With incredible speed, before anyone could react, he knocked the others out of their initial formation. Only then did everyone react and rush towards Xu Ping. However, they couldn't even touch a single hem of Xu

Ping's clothes! The soldiers' formation was immediately disrupted, and they surged about, all eyes fixed on Xu Ping, trying to charge at him. Dust naturally rose up, turning the area into a yellowish haze.

A burly man screamed in agony, clutching his bleeding fist as it flew out of his hand. His face contorted in pain, he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn it, this guy's a monster!" "This, this!" Chen Qi stared in shock at the figures occasionally flying through the battle and the piercing screams, but he only saw a white figure causing chaos; he hadn't even seen how Xu Ping attacked.

"Nothing strange about it. Our master has been a freak since childhood,"

Zhang Hu said nonchalantly, applying medicine to his neck wound. It seemed their master was guaranteed to win. Among this group, there wasn't even one expert half as skilled as the fourth brother; he had been worrying unnecessarily.

Suddenly, a roar like a dragon's cry echoed from the battle circle, a gust of wind rising from the center, dispersing all the sand and dust. The remaining dozen or so people were simultaneously sent flying in all directions

, stumbling and falling to the ground. They groaned in pain, but none were seriously injured.

The sand and dust settled! Xu Ping stood in the center, his face grim, his hands in a claw-like stance. Although only one or two of these people possessed second-rate cultivation, they had forced him to make his already unskilled cross fist technique even more chaotic. If he hadn't ultimately had to rely on his powerful Earth-grade internal energy to fight back, he might have truly been defeated by their agile coordination.

Slightly raising his hand, Xu Ping couldn't help but tremble. After sending them flying with the last few blows, he suddenly instinctively sensed danger. A streak of silver light shot towards him. Without thinking, he reached out to grab the incoming glint of light, only to find it was a very small dagger. Although he caught it precisely in his palm, it had already cut his skin, leaving a small wound.

"Master, are you alright?" Zhang Hu, seeing Xu Ping's frosty expression, quickly went to greet him and asked anxiously.

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