[Wuxia] The Great Tang Dynasty's Hunt for Beauties (Complete) - 16

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Chapter 97 The Young Girl Su Su

"I saw it with my own eyes."

The young man pointed to his eyes and smiled slightly. "Did you think you could hide your cleverness from me? Although I'm not an old hand, and although I'm young and ignorant, my eyes aren't blind. Someone as outstanding as you shines like the sun. No matter how you try to conceal it, it's futile."

"Then what do you intend to do to me?"

Li Jing asked uneasily.

He didn't like this. He didn't like having his entire being exposed. He didn't like being completely naked, exposed to the gaze of others, without a single secret. If it were someone else, not this young man, he would have killed that person. He couldn't let anyone know too many of his secrets. But now, he had no choice.

He couldn't possibly be a match for this young man. Whether in martial arts or intellect, this young man not only possessed uncanny martial arts skills and keen insight, but also an immeasurably mysterious mind.

In the world, among his peers, besides that one person, there was probably no one more outstanding than this young man before him.

Li Jing looked at the young man before him, secretly amazed.

"You say Du Fuwei isn't blind, but you've been with him for three months and are still just an ordinary soldier. That means you're not showing

your talent." The young man ignored Li Jing, seemingly talking to himself, yet also to Li Jing: "You joined his ranks, why didn't you demonstrate your abilities? Why didn't you want Du Fuwei to give you an important position? Why are you content to be just an ordinary soldier? I've thought about it, and there are only two possibilities!"

"What two possibilities?"

Li Jing knew he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't help himself.

"The first possibility is that Du Fuwei, or someone under him, is your enemy. You came here not for officialdom, not for a future, but for revenge. That's one possibility, and a relatively small one,"

the young man speculated. "And

the second possibility?"

Li Jing didn't refute, but asked calmly.

“The second possibility is that you are an undercover agent, or to put it bluntly, a spy.”

The young man glanced at Li Jing and said, “You might be a spy sent by another force to infiltrate Du Fuwei’s army. Only in this way can you not reveal your talents and instead remain an ordinary soldier inconspicuously.”

“Then which force do you think I am an undercover agent for?”

Li Jing neither admitted nor denied it, but simply looked at the young man calmly for a while before slowly asking.

“A force large enough to potentially challenge Du Fuwei’s Jianghuai Army in the future,”

the young man said with a slight smile. “If it were just a small force, it wouldn’t be able to swallow up Du Fuwei’s power, much less send someone as capable as you as a spy! Only a force of immense power, with countless fierce generals and strategists under its command, would send someone like you as Du Fuwei’s spy, and only such a talent as you could be found. There are only a handful of people in the world more powerful than Du Fuwei: the Four Clans, Zhai Rang of Wagangzhai, Dou Jiande of Hebei, Wang Bo of Shandong, and so on.”

“Wang Bo is too old, and he was Du Fuwei’s former master, impossible,”

the young man continued to reason. “If he had someone as talented as you, Du Fuwei would know, and he would be on guard. Dou Jiande of Hebei is too far away, and after Gao Shida’s death, everything is in ruins, and it’s a time for him to gather his followers. He wouldn’t send a talented person to spy elsewhere, so he’s impossible too.”

"Then am I one of Zhai Rang's people from Wagang Village?"

Li Jing couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.

"No."

The young man shook his head and said, "This young lady is one of Zhai Rang's people from Wagang Village. You don't know her at all, and she doesn't know you either, so you probably aren't one of Wagang Village's people."

"How do you know I'm one of Wagang Village's people?"

The girl asked curiously, her dark, bright eyes darting around.

"Because of this dagger."

The young man took out a small, sharp dagger from his pocket and returned it to the girl, saying, "One side is engraved with 'Gifted to My Beloved Daughter,' and the other side is engraved with 'Flawless.' This must be the dagger that Zhai Rang, the leader of Wagang Village, gave to his daughter, Zhai Jiao, Zhai Wuxia."

"She...she's actually Zhai Jiao? Zhai Rang's daughter?"

Li Jing's face changed drastically as he exclaimed.

"No,"

the young man shook his head. "I've heard that Zhai Rang's daughter has two sons, one with a frighteningly large figure and the other with a terrifyingly fierce temper. How could such a delicate and gentle girl like her be Zhai Jiao? She must be his trusted maid, right? Little girl? I haven't asked your name yet. What's your nice name?"

"My name is Susu,"

the girl curtsied to the young man and said respectfully, "Young hero, you're so clever to guess my identity like that."

"A good name,"

the young man laughed heartily. "Susu sounds very nice, I like it. Can you wait a moment?"

"Even if I don't know her, it doesn't mean she's not from Wagang Village,"

Li Jing said in a deep voice.

“That makes sense.”

The young man nodded. “But there’s another point. If you really are from Wagangzhai, which side would you be on? The leader Zhai Rang’s side, or the Duke of Pushan, Li Mi’s side? If you’re Zhai Rang’s man, Zhai Rang is currently being pressured by Li Mi’s power and would like to conjure up some trusted talents to use in order to suppress Li Mi. Naturally, he wouldn’t send you away.”

“Then can’t I be Li Mi’s man?”

Li Jing countered. “I share the same surname as Li Mi, so I might be one of his clansmen. That should be possible, right?”

“Possibly.”

The young man agreed. “But that’s not a good reason. Li Mi is currently focused on surpassing Zhai Rang and is waging war on all sides. He’s currently fighting Zhang Xutuo, and the battle is fierce and evenly matched. How could he have the spare energy to send out generals? Moreover, if he hasn’t yet seized the position of leader of Wagangzhai, how could he think about conquering the world? How could he think about annexing a huge and powerful force like Du Fuwei?”

“So, in that case, I must be one of the four clans? I just don’t know which clan I should be on?”

Li Jing retorted with a cold smile.

"The four great clans are powerful families, producing many talented individuals and holding high-ranking official positions for generations. Among them are those with unparalleled martial arts skills, those skilled in governance, and those adept at strategy."

The young man smiled slightly and said, "The four clans are the strongest forces in the world. Although nominally under the Sui Dynasty, they are actually autonomous. Even if Yang Guang wanted to, he couldn't do much. If it weren't someone from one of the four clans, he really couldn't send someone as talented as you."

"Then tell me, which clan do I belong to?"

Li Jing asked dismissively.

"The Yuwen clan is impossible."

The young man said, "The Yuwen clan are of a different ethnicity. No matter how deeply Sinicized they are, they trust their own people. They would never entrust someone as talented as you with the task of achieving their future goals. Besides, someone like you might not even be willing to help those of a different ethnicity."

"The Yuwen clan is impossible, then am I from the Dugu clan? Or the Song clan? Or the Li clan?"

Li Jing countered.

"The Dugu clan is also impossible."

The young man glanced at Li Jing and smiled, "The Dugu clan focuses too much on martial prowess and has been fighting with the Yuwen clan for a long time. Furthermore, they've been under Yang Guang's protection for so long that they wouldn't recruit people with profound strategic skills, even if they aren't top

-tier martial artists. Living in the capital for so long, under the emperor's thumb, they fear losing his favor. Therefore, they would never have someone like you.

" [ The rest of the text appears to be promotional material and unrelated to the previous sentences.] "The Song Clan is impossible too." The young man glanced at Li Jing, who was sweating profusely, and said slowly, "The Song Clan is the most steadfast in upholding Han orthodoxy and excluding foreign races. They are also southerners. They have always only been able to maintain their territory and have no possibility of expanding northward. Therefore, even if they had someone like you, they wouldn't send you to Du Fuwei as an undercover agent. They would be more likely to send you to the Li Clan or Dou Jiande in Hebei. What benefit would Du Fuwei's failure bring to the Song Clan? None for now. If the head of the Song Clan wants to expand northward, Du Fuwei's Jianghuai Army not only cannot fail, but must continue to grow stronger to disrupt the situation in the north, fight to the death with the surrounding forces, and exhaust the vitality of the northern heroes. Only then will the Song Clan have a chance!" "Then, then you say I am a member of the Li Clan? What makes you so sure I am a member of the Li Clan? Is it because I also have the surname Li?" Li Jing asked, trying to appear calm despite his profuse sweating. “No,” the young man shook his head. “I think it has little to do with your surname.” “Then why are you so sure I’m from the Li clan? And what’s your basis for that deduction?” Li Jing asked. “Do you really want to hear it?” the young man smiled slightly. “If you don’t mind, I’ll try to reason it out. The Li clan has always been a wealthy and powerful family of imperial relatives, residing in Taiyuan for a long time. They trade with the Turks and have good relations. Their horses are of excellent breed and plentiful. As the garrison of a region, their soldiers are the best among the four clans, and they are highly trained. With their elite troops and fine horses, they are the most powerful force in the world.” "Because of this, many insightful people have flocked to them. They've also secretly gathered some extraordinary individuals who are unwilling to serve in the court or are not tolerated by it. They have sufficient money and power, and their personal conduct is somewhat courteous and humble. Therefore, many talented people likely have a favorable impression of them and hold great hope, believing they will become future enlightened rulers." The young man looked at Li Jing and said solemnly, "Li Yuan, the head of the Li family, appears weak and cowardly on the surface, but he actually deeply understands the art of forbearance. His younger brother, Li Shentong, is even more famous in the martial arts world..." Skilled warriors and heroes, generous and righteous, are praised by everyone in the martial world. Li Yuan had three sons: the eldest, Li Jiancheng, was intelligent and brave, and repeatedly distinguished himself in battle; the second, Li Shimin, was predicted by a fortune teller at the age of six to be a future savior of the people; and the third, Li Yuanji, possessed extraordinary martial arts skills and was considered one of the most outstanding among the younger generation . "Like their father Li Yuan, the three sons were all recruiting talents everywhere, waiting for the right opportunity." The young man smiled and said, "I wonder which of the three of you you are subordinate to?" "You...why don't you think I...I am subordinate to Li Yuan, the head of the Li clan?" Li Jing swallowed hard and asked. "Because Li Yuan isn't smart enough," the young man laughed loudly. "Li Yuan has always been suppressed by Yang Guang, and his early life was unsatisfactory. Later, when Yang Guang was powerless, he finally saw some improvement. He's a person who lives for the moment, and now he's probably enjoying a rare liberation, this blissful worldly pleasure. Right now, Li Yuan is probably so happy that he doesn't even care about Shu, no, he doesn't care about the world! How could he possibly be so far-sighted as to send you to infiltrate Du Fuwei's side to wait for the future?" "..." Li Jing was speechless again. He wanted to refute the young man in front of him, but he couldn't, because what he said made sense. "Although Li Jiancheng, the eldest son, appears humble, he is arrogant and vindictive. He is unlikely to be the wise ruler you choose," the young man said forcefully. "The third son, Li Yuanji, is young and impetuous, relying on his strength. He is also unlikely to be the person you want to serve. Therefore, you only have one choice: Li Yuan's second son, the one whom a fortune teller said would bring peace and prosperity to the world when he was six!" "What?" Li Jing was greatly shocked and exclaimed in surprise. "I've heard that Li Shimin is a man of great talent and ambition. Even at a young age, he understands the importance of respecting teachers and valuing talent. He has a broad mind that can encompass the world, and his wisdom is as vast as the sea and as boundless as clouds. He is a candidate for a wise ruler who will unify the world in the future," the young man said with a slight smile. "If I'm not mistaken, you should be a member of the 'Tian Ce Fu' (Heavenly Strategy Bureau) that he secretly established. Isn't that right, Li Jing, Hero Li?" Li Jing was completely stunned. He never imagined that his secret identity could be seen through at a glance. How did this young man know about the 'Tian Ce Fu'? How did he know so much about the Li clan? Who exactly is he? The young man reached out to the beautiful young woman named Susu and said, "Susu, if you don't mind, let me take you back. If you trust me, a stranger, will you come with me?" "I trust you," Susu nodded in surprise. "Li Jing, I'm giving you a chance to live now. How about submitting to me?" Kou Zhong gently took Susu's hand and smiled slightly at Li Jing. "Who are you?" Li Jing's heart trembled, and he exclaimed in shock. "Kou Zhong of Yangzhou," Kou Zhong said calmly. "Demon Dragon Kou Zhong!" Li Jing almost fainted upon hearing this. "Submit or die?" Kou Zhong's voice had turned cold. "Hmph, it's impossible for me, Li Jing, to buy my way into a position of power." Li Jing was ready to fight and said disdainfully. "You're courting death!" As Kou Zhong's words fell, a silver light instantly pierced Li Jing's throat. Li Jing died without understanding why Kou Zhong's blade was so fast. "Where are we going?" Su Su followed Kou Zhong, slowly leaving the village, walking through the woods, and wading through the stream. They walked for quite some time without him stopping to rest. She was wiping the sweat from her brow as she tried to keep up, but when he turned to look at her, she seized the opportunity to ask. "Your young lady has been captured. She's currently negotiating with the leader, Zhai Rang, and might not be back for a while." Kou Zhong casually handed Su Su a scented handkerchief, then smiled slightly and asked, "So, are you still going to look for your young lady? She's not in Rongyang, nor in Wagang Village. Where are you planning to look for her?" "I...I don't know..." Su Su was immediately at a loss. "If you'd like, I can take you back later."

Kou Zhong thought for a moment and said, "I have some things to attend to in the martial world, so I can't send you back to Wagang Village right away. But if you're willing to come with me, I promise I'll send you back to your young lady's side as soon as I finish what I'm doing, and not a single hair will be missing. How about it? You probably don't travel much anyway, right? Why not treat this as a trip to relax and have some fun, okay?"

"Okay."

Su Su secretly glanced at Kou Zhong from under her eyelids, her face slightly flushed, and said shyly, "You saved my life, young master. Whatever you say goes."

"What young master?"

Kou Zhong laughed loudly, "I'm not some young master! I'm just a small-time hoodlum in Yangzhou! I'm not a young master at all, not from any high-ranking or wealthy family. There's no difference in status between us, and we're about the same age. From now on, I'll call you Su Su, and you can call me Kou Zhong."

"How can this be..."

Su Su said somewhat uneasily.

"Haha, what's the big deal?"

Kou Zhong laughed and shook his head. "I'm only ruthless towards enemies, towards those who deserve to die. But for a kind-hearted girl like Su Su, I should be considered a good person! Haha, alright, it's decided then! You don't need to rush back. Come with me around. First, you'll have company, and second, you can relax a bit. Hmm, but your outfit won't do."

"What's wrong with my outfit?"

Su Su looked at herself, still dressed like a country girl, and her jade-like face flushed red again.

“It’s not that you’re not dressed nicely.”

Kou Zhong knew she must have misunderstood, so he explained, “Su Su, you’re so beautiful, even in a country girl’s outfit you’d be stunning. That’s why I said it wouldn’t work. A woman as beautiful as you needs exceptional martial arts skills to travel the world. To avoid attracting unwanted attention from lecherous men, we’ll have to ask you to dress as a boy.”

“Ah, I see.”

Su Su felt relieved. Recalling Kou Zhong’s praise of her beauty, she felt a surge of shyness and quickly looked away, no longer daring to look at Xu Ziling.

Kou Zhong took Su Su to a town to buy suitable men’s clothing, where they changed and had a hearty meal before continuing their journey.

Given the ongoing war in the surrounding area, even hiring a large cart was difficult, so Kou Zhong simply led Su Su on foot, enjoying the scenery and spending the night in the wilderness if they missed a place to stay.

She simply couldn’t imagine what kind of person Kou Zhong was. How could he be so strange? How could he be so gentle? He seemed to have a special respect for her. Although she could guarantee she had never seen him before, the way he looked into her eyes was as if he were looking at a close relative.

She could see it in his eyes.

He took good care of her, attending to her meticulously, fearing she might lack something. If she wanted to do something, like lingering over a beautiful landscape, he would often put his own affairs aside to accommodate her, indulging her whims.

She wasn't usually a willful person; she knew she was a maid and had no right to be willful. But in front of him, she unconsciously acted that way. She liked his indulgence, especially in these small matters, especially when it was just the two of them alone. She couldn't describe the feeling, but it was like family.

How could Su Su know that Kou Zhong almost died when he arrived! Damn it, he wasn't the only transmigrator in this Tang Dynasty world; there was another guy called the Demon of Love, whose cultivation had long been capable of breaking through the void, yet he was trapped by the laws of this world and couldn't leave.

The Demon of Love was originally the ruler of the Borderlands World. He should have taken control when Yan Fei ascended to immortality. However, the Demon of Love was incredibly lucky, indulging in unrestrained pleasure with his woman, thus missing his chance to control the world. He's been trapped here for over two hundred years.

Moreover, this Tang Dynasty world isn't just any Tang Dynasty world; it's a fusion of the Borderlands World and the Tang Dynasty world. In this world, Kou Zhong can be killed!

Unless one of the two dragons of the Tang Dynasty is killed, leaving only the second dragon!

Kou Zhong nearly fainted upon learning this.

And the Demon of Love, shameless as ever, advised Kou Zhong to kill Xu Ziling himself to obtain all the primordial dragon energy of this world, then the two of them would join forces to shatter the void and escape.

Chapter 99 Ruthless Kou Zhong

and his companions passed through Xin'an without incident, arriving at a place called Nanzhi Town. Kou Zhong took Su Su to an inn for the night, but as soon as they paid the bill, Kou Zhong turned to Su Su and said with a wry smile, "What a loss. I should have known better than to stay here. After so many peaceful days, some things are bound to happen, and what's meant to happen will happen..."

"Kou Zhong, what are you saying?"

Su Su didn't understand a word and asked curiously, "What's going to happen? Aren't we staying here?"

"Even if we wanted to stay, someone would probably ask us to leave,"

Kou Zhong chuckled.

"Who?"

Su Su was even more puzzled.

"The innkeeper."

Kou Zhong pulled Su Su aside and whispered, "From now on, don't speak. Follow me. Remember, especially when there might be danger, remember to stay with me at all times, understand?"

"I...I understand..."

Su Su had never seen Kou Zhong so serious before. She nodded quickly, a sense of fear creeping into her heart. Who could it be? Who were they? Where were they? Were they here to cause trouble for Kou Zhong?

Kou Zhong had nearly been killed in his battle with the Demon of Love, and had only recovered about 10-20% of his power.

Su Su couldn't think too much at the moment, so she had Kou Zhong pull her to a table.

Kou Zhong drew her closer, took her hand in his, and comforted her, telling her not to be afraid. With the other hand, he gently poured her a cup of tea, softly instructing her to drink and not to look around or be afraid. Seeing Kou Zhong's composure, Su Su's previously pounding heart calmed considerably. Thinking of his immense abilities, she felt there was nothing to fear. She smiled sweetly at him, extended her delicate, alabaster hand, picked up the teacup, gently blew on it, and took a small sip.

But before the important matter could even begin, their slightly intimate behavior displeased the people at the next table.

At the next table were five people. One was a short, stout old man. Although he was older, his eyes were sharp, his spirit was high, and his demeanor was imposing. His temples bulged high, clearly indicating that his skill had reached the level of a first-rate master. His weapon was a huge, massive sword, covered in steel scales and made entirely of refined steel.

Opposite him were three young men, one of whom was handsome and tall, with an extraordinary aura. He was undoubtedly no ordinary person, but rather an outstanding scion of a prominent family. Two strong men of similar age accompanied him, their robust physiques subtly conveying a sense of protection. Beside them was a beautiful young woman of sixteen or seventeen, in the prime of her youth. Her face was as delicate as jade, her smile as charming as a flower; the lively and cheerful girl was like a joyful elf.

It was she who, in a coquettish tone, yelled at Kou Zhong and Su Su, "Shameless! Two grown men behaving so rudely and shamelessly in broad daylight! This really spoils my mood, it's disgusting... Only such shameless people would do such a despicable thing!"

Su Su was completely baffled. When had she done anything rude or shameless?

She'd only taken a sip of tea; what had she done wrong? She hadn't done anything wrong! What was going on? She looked up at the young woman, bewildered. Su Su's astonished expression only fueled the young woman's anger. She snapped at Su Su, "What are you looking at? You disgusting thing! Look at me again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Su Su was startled and quickly lowered her head to drink her tea, feeling incredibly embarrassed under the stares of the onlookers.

Kou Zhong frowned, patted Su Su's head to comfort her, then turned to the people at the next table and smiled slightly, saying slowly, "I'll take a look too, see if anyone else wants to gouge my eyes out."

The old man, a seasoned veteran, had already seen through Su Su's disguise as a man. Seeing the two's intimate expressions, like siblings or lovers, he knew he had offended someone. He quickly whispered to the girl who was about to lash out, "Don't be rude!" He

then stood up and bowed to Kou Zhong, saying, "Friend, my niece is quick-tempered and doesn't know the truth. I hope you won't take offense."

“Of course.”

Kou Zhong returned the greeting with a cupped hand and said calmly, “Please have her apologize to my companion. If she has enough sincerity and earnestness, we will certainly forgive her.”

No sooner had Kou Zhong finished speaking than the young woman’s eyebrows shot up in anger. She picked up her teacup and threw it at Kou Zhong, who easily dodged it. Her anger intensified, and she jumped up, pointing at Kou Zhong’s nose and shouting, “What are you? How dare you make me apologize to that disgusting scoundrel? You have some nerve! I’ll beat you to a pulp…”

“Wushuang!”

Seeing that things were getting worse and escalating, the short, stout old man quickly reprimanded the young woman, trying to stop the disturbance.

"I'll be waiting right here."

Kou Zhong laughed heartily, revealing his pearly white teeth, and said, "If you've got the guts, come and beat me! If you haven't, then go home and suckle for a few years. This isn't your home, understand? Little girl, no, little brat!"

"Beat him!"

The girl was furious, grabbing the tall, handsome young man beside her and pointing at Kou Zhong, who was laughing arrogantly and provocatively, saying, "What are you still sitting here for? I've been bullied like this, and you're not going to help me get revenge? Didn't you say you'd listen to me no matter what? Go beat him up! Go now, don't come back until you've beaten him to a pulp!"

The tall, handsome young man was waiting for these words. He exchanged a glance with his two burly companions, then suddenly stood up. The old man, seeing this, quickly stood up and said, "Let's talk this out. Don't cause trouble with Wushuang."

"Don't say he bullied our Miss Wushuang!"

the tall, handsome man said nonchalantly. "Even if he's not wrong, Miss Wushuang has spoken, and I'll beat this brat to a pulp! Elder Shen, please sit down. Leave this small matter to the three of us."

Ignoring the old man's advice, the tall, handsome man immediately moved closer, half-surrounding Kou Zhong and Su Su.

Their eyesight was poor, but Kou Zhong's—no, Kou Zhong's eyes were good, calm, and gentle.

This immediately calmed Su Su, who had been somewhat anxious and apprehensive. Kou Zhong didn't even glance at the three large men standing beside him. He gently held Su Su's soft hand with one hand, and with the other, he held the teapot, slowly pouring tea for her. Su Su watched his actions with delight. If it weren't for the three men watching her like tigers, she would rather live like this forever.

"Nephew, don't be rash."

The short, stout old man found Kou Zhong increasingly unfathomable and hurriedly warned him.

But the tall, handsome young man, seeing Kou Zhong's blatant disregard, was already furious. He first laughed wildly, trying to regain some of his momentum, then arrogantly said, "You're putting on a show, you little dog! What are you? Speak your lowly name, and I'll gladly let nameless bastards die!"

"And what are you?"

Kou Zhong turned his face slightly, amusement on his face, and said, "You can't even pretend to be human, barking here. Don't you know that barking is wrong for an animal?"

Kou Zhong's voice was soft, but it silenced the tall, handsome young man. His face turned red, veins bulged, and he wanted to retort, but couldn't find the right words. He was so frustrated that his neck swelled up, and his eyes turned bloodshot. “好胆！”

他身边一个高大的男子吼道：“我们少爷是鹰扬郎将梁师都的爱子，你这个下等贱民竟敢如此污辱我们少爷？找死！”

“打他打他打他……”

那个妙龄少女惟恐天下不乱似的，她跺着脚一叠声道：“你们几个，还跟他废话什么啊？快动手，有什么事我负责！把他打残废了，再撕了他的嘴……”

“贱民，小爷不把你揍个体无完肤满地找牙就不姓梁！”

那个高大俊伟的年轻男子此事心火怒爆，再也不顾什么江湖规矩，铁拳破空，直捣寇仲的后心。另两个男子则攻向边上的素素，他们看得出来，素素不会武功，向她动手，一来想块软柿子捏捏，二来是想让寇仲分心来救，到时心神一乱，就会让高大俊伟的年轻男子得手，更显出他的威风来。

"Bang..."

The tall, handsome young man missed Kou Zhong, only smashing the table and chair in front of him to pieces.

Kou Zhong had somehow gotten up and was standing behind Su Su, facing the two men's punches, a smile on his face. One hand was still hanging behind his back, holding Su Su's hand tightly, but his other hand strangely met the punch from the leftmost man, landing a punch on the violent fist before it reached his chest.

Kou Zhong only had one hand, the other still holding Su Su's hand, but he had two enemies.

However, Kou Zhong still had a way; he had his head. Kou Zhong lowered his head and slammed his forehead heavily into the other man's fist.

As a result, the sound of bones breaking rang clearly in everyone's ears.

It wasn't Kou Zhong who was injured and broken, but the two burly men. They were now shrunk down, clutching their hands, kneeling on the floor in excruciating pain, howling wildly, right in front of Kou Zhong. It wasn't their fault. Anyone would be in such agony and disarray if their hand bones were broken.

They didn't want to kneel before their enemy, but they couldn't stand.

Long before Kou Zhong retaliated with his fists and foreheads, their knees had already been shattered by his flying kicks. The moment they launched their attack, they lost the support of their ground footwork and stance; their entire center of gravity shifted to their fists. But before the attack was fully launched, halfway through, at their weakest point, they were struck by their opponent's greatest blow. The opponent's fierce power, combined with their own uncontrollable force, exploded in their fists, resulting in the destruction of their hands. Chapter

100 The Man in the High Crown

Originally, they intended to use this hand to destroy the defenseless and unskilled Su Su.

Now, they only knew one thing: they hadn't destroyed their target, but their own hands.

They didn't understand why this was happening, but they didn't think about it, because they didn't have time. There is only one thing they can do now, and that is to howl wildly, to let out the most painful howls from the bottom of their hearts.

Kou Zhong seemed not to hear anything. He turned to the handsome young man, who was sweating profusely, and smiled slightly. "My teeth are still perfectly fine, good enough to eat stir-fried beef tendon with broad beans. I'm just waiting for you to beat me up. You were bragging so much earlier, don't you want to try it again?" "

Friend, what ruthless methods!"

The short, fat old man had already come over when he saw something was wrong, but it was too late. He only managed to grab the handsome young man who was still about to make a move. He held the young man down and pushed him behind him. While tapping down two burly men who were screaming in pain, he coldly said to Kou Zhong, "We have no grudge against you, friend, but you crippled them with a single move. Such methods are utterly unethical! I must get justice from them!"

"Why didn't you speak up when we let them fight? Why didn't you speak up when my companion, who doesn't know martial arts

, was attacked by two masters of

...

"Well said!"

A man at a nearby table cheered loudly. "Excellent! Kid, I support you! Fight with confidence, and make sure you take them all down, so those self-righteous, arrogant people from these prestigious sects are utterly humiliated! Kid, fight with confidence, and if you really can't win, I'll help you!"

The speaker was a man with a tall crown and an ancient appearance. His face, which resembled the legendary coffin face and was somewhat rigid, was now bursting with laughter, giving him a peculiar vitality.

"Thank you for your kind offer, senior,"

Kou Zhong said with a slight smile. "If I am truly no match for them, it is my own fault for being unskilled. I have no complaints about being bullied by them. Please sit down and wait until I have settled this matter with them before we drink heartily together!"

"Good lad!"

The man with the tall crown slammed his fist on the table and laughed loudly. "You're quite arrogant, but I like young men like you! I'll be waiting for you!"

"Friend, tell me your name."

The short, stout old man, not daring to be presumptuous, slowly leveled his broadsword and gestured for the handsome young man and the girl to move away. He said, "Our Eagle Soaring Sect has gone a bit too far with you today regarding this little grudge. I naturally won't favor my nephews and juniors, but you also bear a great deal of responsibility. If you hadn't repeatedly provoked them, Shunming and the others wouldn't have attacked you and your companion. They were blinded by anger and didn't know your companion was a woman who didn't know martial arts, otherwise they wouldn't have attacked her... It's right for you to teach them a lesson, but your attack was ruthless and left no room for retreat. We've now formed a grudge. Today we're in a hurry to rescue someone, so we'll part ways here. May I ask which sect your master and father belong to, and what your name is? Please tell me your name!"

"I'm just a small-time hoodlum in Yangzhou, an orphan, without any sect, teacher, father, mother, home, or anything,"

Kou Zhong lied without batting an eye. "No one taught me how to do things, and no one protected me. I have to rely on myself for everything! So, all I know is that if someone wants to beat me, I'll beat them; if someone wants to kill me, I'll kill them. However, I won't bully people like you, using my skills to oppress others, bullying the weak, or harassing men and women. Although I know you will seek revenge in the future, I'm open and honest, so what am I afraid of? Although I'm all alone, don't try to intimidate me with some prestigious sect. I'm barefoot, why should I be afraid of you who wear shoes? Come at me! I'll take it all!"

Kou Zhong looked at the short, fat old man in front of him and shamelessly lied, "As for my name, it's Li Xunhuan."

"Li Xunhuan? Fine, we admit it today, but as the saying goes, we'll meet again someday," the short,

fat old man said through gritted teeth.

The handsome man roared in disagreement, “Elder Shen, how can this be? That lowly commoner crippled Fourth and Fifth Senior Brothers! We can’t swallow this humiliation! He was so ruthless! We must kill him to avenge Fourth and Fifth Senior Brothers! We must kill him!”

“Yes, Uncle, you can’t just let this go!”

The young girl, seeing her two companions severely injured and with broken bones, was filled with regret and anger. Tears streamed down her face as she pointed at Kou Zhong and screamed, “How cruel you are! You actually used such a vicious method! You crippled their martial arts, you crippled their bodies! You will die a horrible death!”

“I won’t cripple them,”

Kou Zhong calmly pointed to the slightly frightened Su Su beside him. “They would cripple her. They knew she was a weak woman disguised as a man, yet two of them attacked her with deadly blows, showing no mercy whatsoever. Such people are utterly worthless. Do they even deserve to live in this world? I’ve already been merciful by letting them live.”

"Nonsense!"

Seeing the short, stout old man's hesitation, the handsome young man exchanged a glance with the girl, gritted his teeth, and charged at Kou Zhong, unleashing a barrage of punches. The short, stout old man, panicked, rushed forward, getting ahead of the young man, and struck Kou Zhong's chest with a palm strike, shouting in a deep, authoritative voice, "Take this!"

The old man's power was immense, far surpassing that of the two burly men. His palm strike was like a mountain, seemingly slow but actually incredibly fast, pressing down on the air, making it difficult for Kou Zhong to breathe. Kou Zhong, facing his palm, felt a heavy, unbearable pressure, as if an invisible mountain was crushing him.

Although Kou Zhong was already a Xiantian expert, his battle with the Demon of Love had nearly crippled him, and he had only recovered about 10-20% of his former strength. Otherwise, Kou Zhong wouldn't have held back; given his usual temperament, he would have killed them long ago!

This palm strike cannot be blocked, for doing so would be extremely disadvantageous; yet, it cannot be ignored either, for ignoring it would leave him

vulnerable to relentless attacks and put him on the defensive. This palm strike cannot be escaped, for escaping would be disadvantageous to Su Su, who knows no martial arts; even if the edge of the palm strike landed, she would be in danger.

This palm strike cannot even be softened or deflected using Tai Chi techniques. Kou Zhong was not absolutely certain he could completely neutralize this palm strike's force. If it weren't for the weak woman behind him, Kou Zhong would certainly have tested whether he could advance to the point where he could fight a top-tier master using his own understanding of Tai Chi.

Now, he dared not take that risk.

Kou Zhong stood motionless, like someone who knew no martial arts, silently watching the giant palm, leaving afterimages and carrying a powerful gust of wind, hurtling through the air.

A

dull thud rang out as the iron palm struck Kou Zhong squarely in the chest. Kou Zhong was bent over by the blow, like a writhing shrimp, blood gushing from his mouth. However, he didn't fly away, nor did he move an inch; he remained firmly in his original position.

Su Su, seeing Kou Zhong but not yet panicking, suddenly saw him straighten his waist and somehow pull the short, stout old man off the floor, swinging him into the air. Kou Zhong's arms were wrapped around the old man's iron palm, lifting him up and tossing him into the air. Then, with a twist and a press, he pulled the unsteady old man down, slamming him heavily onto the floor.

This was the result of enduring a direct hit from the iron palm.

This attack gave him an opportunity to counterattack, using his unpredictable fighting style.

Before the short, stout old man could even get up, Kou Zhong had already charged forward, leaping into his arms and slamming his head into the old man's face. Before the resounding crash of their heads colliding had even faded, Kou Zhong pulled the old man, who had been thrown a little further away, and began slamming his knees into the old man's ribs with a whirlwind of force. After the old man had taken over a dozen heavy knee strikes and was forced back, Kou Zhong even followed up with a series of whip kicks, relentlessly striking the old man's calves. The old man was enraged by Kou Zhong's thuggish fighting style, unleashing a flurry of palm strikes, equally unyielding, aiming straight for Kou Zhong's face.

Still recovering from his injuries, Kou Zhong was no match for the old man, a first-rate expert. He had to find other ways to increase his attack power.

For example, increasing the number of attacks to strike his opponent faster; or increasing the quality of his attacks to strike more vital points, thus making his attacks more effective.

The short, stout old man was furious. He knew that if he could land a single blow on Kou Zhong, it would be equivalent to ten blows, yet he couldn't find the opportunity. Kou Zhong was as slippery as an eel; when it was time to be ruthless, he was more ruthless than anyone else; when it was time to slip away, he was faster than anyone else. The short, stout old man simply couldn't believe that someone who would take his heavy blows head-on could be such a seemingly refined and polite young man. But he was even more utterly unable to imagine that this seemingly quiet and scholarly young man could be so cunning and ruthless in his fighting style.

He had no scruples; he attacked however was effective, showing absolutely no martial arts discipline.

Kou Zhong once again dodged the short, stout old man's heavy blows, his body swaying as he tricked his opponent again. He fell to the ground, twisted his legs, and lifted the short, stout old man into the air once more.

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Chapter 101 A Thousand Miles of Love

His waist was like a bow, or the moon in the night sky, first waning, then waxing, and then waning again.

He clamped the short, fat old man between his legs, slamming him hard against his back. When the old man was covered in dirt and screaming in pain, he suddenly spun around, lifting the old man off his feet and slamming him down in the opposite direction.

The short, fat old man had never seen such a fighting style before, catching Kou Zhong off guard. Before he could fully react, Kou Zhong's knees were already upon him, slamming into the old man's head several times. Even when the old man used his protective energy to push him away, Kou Zhong continued his attacks in mid-air,

relentlessly striking the retreating old man with his knees. A loud shout forced Kou Zhong to stop. Although the voice belonged to the enemy, he had no choice but to obey.

Because that one said, "If you don't want her to die, crawl over here right now, kneel before me, and beg me to spare your dog's life!"

The handsome young man had somehow appeared behind Su Su. He carefully hid behind her, holding his sword to her neck, and shouted at Kou Zhong, "You lowly commoner, did you hear me? If you don't want this woman to bleed profusely, then come here obediently! Come, kneel before me! Did you hear me? You lowly commoner, you're not even qualified to lick my toes, yet you dare to insult me repeatedly..."

"Is this how a prestigious sect behaves?"

Kou Zhong casually patted his clothes, brushing off the dust, as if he couldn't see the person threatening him at all. He even smiled slightly at Su Su to comfort her, saying, "Don't be afraid, I'll save you right away."

"Be careful..."

Su Su cried out in alarm, but she couldn't move because the handsome man behind her was holding a sword to her neck, forcing her to lean back, and eventually, she couldn't even speak.

"To be honest,"

Kou Zhong said, looking at the young man whose handsome face was distorted with anger, "I don't appreciate your actions. They're foolish and pointless. Do you think I never considered this? Do you think I never imagined you would do this? Do you think I would abandon her and fight alone? You pighead, let me tell you, you're wrong."

"Stop pretending!"

the handsome man retorted angrily, "Do you think I'd believe that? Do you think your words will do any good? With a flick of my wrist, your woman will die instantly, right before your eyes, helplessly watching her die! You'll have to beg me, like a dog! Kneel before me, beg me, lick my toes, do you hear me, you lowly commoner!"

"I only heard a mad dog barking wildly."

Kou Zhong picked his ear with his little finger, then leisurely blew on it as if blowing away some trouble. He then raised his hand and said to the handsome man, "Do you see my hand? Can you see anything on it?"

Everyone looked at Kou Zhong's hand. Many couldn't see anything because their eyesight was poor.

A few saw it: a thread in Kou Zhong's hand.

This thread was strange; it seemed different from ordinary threads. It was somewhat transparent and difficult to spot without careful observation. This strange thread was not only strange, but its direction was also astonishing. It extended all the way to Su Su, connecting to her body. Perhaps it had been there all along, or perhaps it had just been connected; no one could figure it out. What puzzled everyone even more was Kou Zhong's purpose in having this thread. Was he planning to use it to save Su Su?

What exactly was the function of this thin, somewhat transparent thread?

"You lowly commoner, do you really think you can save this woman with a single thread?"

The handsome man sneered. "You've misjudged me!"

"This isn't an ordinary thread!"

Kou Zhong shook his head slightly and smiled. "This is a very special thread. This thread can not only save lives, but also kill. I dare say, if I move my finger now, your finger will fall off; if I move my wrist, your wrist will fall off; if I move my arm, your head will fall off. Understand? If I weren't confident in protecting my companions, why would I be foolish enough to accept your challenge?"

After Kou Zhong finished speaking, he gently said to Su Su, "You can come over now. I'm sorry I frightened you earlier, but I really want to see how these prestigious sects bully a weak woman. Come over, be careful, don't touch his sword..."

"Don't move!"

the handsome man roared. "Don't think I'll believe your nonsense. I only believe that if I move my hand, this woman's head will fall off! Trying to bluff me? Who do you take me for? I'm incredibly smart, do you think you can fool a lowly, pretentious thug like you?"

"Do you believe me?"

Kou Zhong ignored him and said to Su Su, "If you believe me, walk over slowly. Don't be afraid. I guarantee he won't even hurt a hair on your head."

"I believe you."

Su Su, with courage from who knows where, gritted her teeth and said firmly.

But the handsome man behind her roared, "Stupid woman! He's lying to you. He wants you to die! Only when you die will he be rid of you, this burden. He's just lying to you! You think you can control me with a lousy string? Don't laugh your head off!"

"I...I..."

Upon hearing this, Su Su felt a little flustered, but she quickly overcame her unease and regained her previous resolve. Under Kou Zhong's gaze, she declared loudly, "I believe him! He wouldn't lie to me! He's different from you. You're my enemy, but he isn't! He would never lie to me." After speaking

, Su Su felt a wave of relief wash over her, like someone who had regained their confidence. She gritted her teeth, slowly lowered herself, and with her head down, slowly escaped from the handsome young man's sword. Seeing that she was alright, she quickly took a few steps back to Xu Ziling's side before daring to look back and see what had happened, and why the person who had been holding her hostage hadn't stopped her.

The handsome young man hadn't wanted to stop her, but the pain prevented him from doing so.

He couldn't move; any movement would cause excruciating pain.

Because, somehow, a thin, slightly transparent thread had somehow become wrapped around his hand.

The thread was strange; he felt nothing when he didn't move, but the moment he tried to move, it dug deep into his fingers, reaching deep into the bone.

Blood gushed out incessantly, dripping all over the ground, but he couldn't struggle. The more he moved, the deeper the strange thread sank. This wasn't the most terrifying thing; what was even more terrifying was that, without him noticing, the thin thread had also wrapped around his arm and neck several times. He dared not move, because he was not only afraid of the pain, but also afraid of death. If a finger was lost, it would only be an injury, but if his head was lost, his life would be over.

He had the prime of his youth; he was a precious gem, not a piece of broken tile, not to be damaged.

"You're very clever,"

Kou Zhong said with a smile, approving of the handsome man covered in sweat. "If you had moved even slightly, I guarantee you would not only have lost your finger, but you would also be in danger of losing your arm, and more importantly, your life would be frozen!"

"This… what is this…"

The handsome man was now anxious. His life was in Kou Zhong's hands. Although he wanted nothing more than to devour Kou Zhong alive, this wasn't the time for anger. He was more concerned about how Kou Zhong would let him go.

"This is called 'Ten Thousand Miles of Love Threads',"

Kou Zhong explained. "This kind of thread is very difficult to make. My elder brother exhausted all his tools and skills, and could only make a little over three feet long. Its characteristic is that it is extremely sharp, capable of cutting through gold and iron, breaking arms and severing heads. There is nothing it cannot do. Once it wraps around an enemy, it will make the enemy obediently submit to fate."

Kou Zhong was overjoyed at the thought of getting the "Ten Thousand Miles of Love Threads" from the Demon of Love. You see, Kou Zhong had long admired Wanwan's Heavenly Demon Threads, and now he also had the "Ten Thousand Miles of Love Threads," which was no less powerful. "As I just mentioned

," Kou Zhong added, "because this kind of thread is rare and very thin, it is not very useful for anything big. It is so-so for killing a person. If you hadn't kidnapped Susu just now, I really wouldn't have been able to do anything to you. I couldn't control this thread to fly out and kill someone because it is too thin and light. So, I put it on Susu to protect her and see if any fool would think of kidnapping her. Unfortunately, I was right."

"Let's talk this out."

Seeing the handsome man's fingers dripping blood, the short, stout old man quickly said, "Young Master Li Xunhuan, let's discuss this properly. Promise me you won't kill him, and everything will be fine."

"If he doesn't try to use his internal energy to sever my 'Ten Thousand Miles of Love',"

Kou Zhong sneered, "if he doesn't stop this foolish act, then there's nothing I can do. He'll definitely let this stupid act kill him. 'Ten Thousand Miles of Love' isn't afraid of internal energy vibrations at all; at least, someone with his level of internal energy can't. The more he tries to sever my 'Ten Thousand Miles of Love,' the faster he'll die."

Upon hearing this, the handsome man's face changed drastically, and he became completely panicked. As Kou Zhong spoke, a red line began to appear on his arm and neck, and blood began to seep out. The original thin, transparent line had completely disappeared from his wound.

"Shunming, stop! Don't be afraid. Let me talk to him, do you hear me?"

The short, stout old man quickly stopped the handsome man who was struggling.

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