Huang Rong, the Assassin of the Song Dynasty

The sky was full of stars, the bright moon hung high, and the surrounding scenery was so familiar and welcoming. Huang Rong, who had just wandered around in this new world, had experienced something almost unbelievable.
After waking up in the forest, she was exhausted but did not immediately return to her home in Xiangyang. Huang Rong remembered that when she fought with Jian Hua, the head of the Mongol intelligence agency, she had fallen for Jian Hua's trick
(hypnotic seduction) and lost the Beggars' Sect's treasure, the Dog-Beating Staff, in the forest. No matter what, the most important thing was to find the Dog-Beating Staff first. Although Huang Rong carefully searched
the small woods in the northern suburbs again and again, she still found nothing. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, and a sense of vigilance arose; this was an
intuitive reaction that she had cultivated through years of life-and-death experiences.

The calm and bright weather suddenly changed. Thick clouds filled the sky, darkening the night. A few flashes of lightning streaked across the sky, as if
even the heavens knew a storm was brewing. A sudden silence fell. Huang Rong, looking weary, sensed something amiss. A chill ran through her; the oppressive atmosphere was almost
suffocating. A strong, nauseating stench of blood filled the air. Huang Rong instantly became wary. She secretly circulated her internal energy, waiting for the danger to arrive.
Suddenly, a roar of laughter, like a lion's roar, startled Huang Rong. Looking towards the source of the laughter, she saw three figures moving swiftly in the darkness, approaching
the edge of the woods. The laughter came from a burly middle-aged monk in a yellow robe, who was leading the group. The three had already entered the woods. Two men
leaped out , blocking Huang Rong's escape route. Huang Rong composed herself, deciding to assess the situation before devising a plan to escape.

At this moment, a chilling aura completely enveloped Huang Rong, who was at the center of the danger. Huang Rong was highly skilled and bold
, and remained calm in the face of danger. She took a closer look and saw two people behind her. One of them was about thirty years old, tall and thin with bloodshot eyes. The other was a dwarf, less than four feet tall, like a six or seven-year-old child. Both of them were staring at
her .

The leading monk leered at Huang Rong, saying, "This time, I'm truly going to have some fun. I'll treat you to a meal, but I'll also give you a free meal. Perhaps I'll receive extra compensation first..."

Huang Rong angrily retorted, "It's because of scoundrels like you that the Song Dynasty is plagued by internal and external troubles."

The defense of Xiangyang City relies entirely on Guo Jing and his wife, along with a group of chivalrous heroes, to hold it. Guo Jing and Huang Rong hold a god-
like , and Huang Rong, with her strategic planning, is the key figure. However, rumors have recently circulated that Huang Rong has disappeared for over a month.
How long can Xiangyang hold out without Guo Jing and his wife? The enemy immediately doubled the reward and sent a group of top experts to Xiangyang to take Guo Jing's head. These three were top-level assassins who committed all kinds of evil.

The leading monk continued with a lewd grin, saying, "Beautiful and charming lady, why be so fierce? We'll play with you tonight!"

Two men appeared behind her like ghosts, lunging forward. Huang Rong, taking advantage of the man's momentum, slapped his chest with her slender hand. The thin, ghostly man was
startled and quickly changed his move, grabbing Huang Rong's arm. Huang Rong changed her move again, stabbing the man's eyes with two fingers. The man quickly tilted his head back to avoid it. At the same time, Huang Rong's jade-like leg
struck the other dwarf's vitals. The dwarf retreated slightly, and Huang Rong suddenly felt her feet slip, almost falling. Just as she regained her footing and was about to attack the man's chest, the thin ghost
's claw-like fingers stretched out, simultaneously attacking Huang Rong's full, jade-like breasts. Huang Rong quickly gathered her breath and did a somersault, taking advantage of the momentum to clash with the two men. With a loud crash, all
three retreated three steps. The two men seemed somewhat surprised, saying, "You've got some background, kid. It actually requires us to attack at the same time."

Huang Rong thought to herself, lamenting her bad luck in encountering these three thugs today.

The leading monk's eyes lit up: "Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm, Orchid Finger Technique, you're Huang Rong?" Huang Rong smiled charmingly: "That's right, I am Huang Rong. Now
that you know hurry back to your hometown, or I'll kill you all."

The leading monk, with lewd eyes and a wicked laugh, said, "Heaven has eyes, heaven has eyes! This Buddha is over fifty, but my libido is still like that of
a young man . I'm fortunate to have met the great beauty Huang Rong. Tonight is truly a night of good fortune. Chief Huang, you don't need to lie anymore. This Buddha can see that your internal strength isn't much stronger than ours.
One-on-one, you might be able to take the lead." "I have the upper hand, but I only need to send two people to bring you here easily. Oh, I forgot to introduce them to you. They are: Tang Chuan of the Five Poisons
Ghost and Jia Ying of the Heavenly Crippled Sect. I, this Buddha, am the Yama Monk, hahaha... Beautiful lady, let us play with your wonderful body. If this drags on too long, my
penis will get cold."

Huang Rong angrily said, "You bald monk, shameless!"

Huang Rong slightly tightened her fingers and snapped a piece of bamboo. She flipped over and leaped, then used the Dog-Beating Staff Technique. With lightning speed, she
swung , with a strong wind and great speed. The three hurriedly leaned back to avoid it, which naturally loosened their stance. Huang Rong pulled back the bamboo staff, used a "turning"
technique, and swept it towards their feet. The three lost their footing and fell to the ground at the same time. Finally, the three men, possessing superb skills, leaped up the moment their upper bodies touched the ground. Huang Rong kicked
a large rock that struck the Yama Monk's chest. The Yama Monk turned his back to her, and with a clang of metal against metal, the rock shattered and fell to the ground. Huang Rong used her Orchid Finger Technique to dodge Tang Chuan's poisonous
claw attack, narrowly missing his dantian acupoint. Tang Chuan was shocked and turned around, barely avoiding the blow. Huang Rong then used the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm to strike Jia Ying's back. Just as
Tang Chuan was about to claw at Huang Rong, he suddenly felt something falling rapidly above his head. Tang Chuan raised his claw to block it; it was a massive rock weighing a thousand pounds. The rock's force was astonishing. Tang Chuan used all his strength
to deflect the rock, feeling a surge of blood and qi in his chest, his vision going black, a sweet feeling rising in his heart, and his body immediately going limp. He hurriedly tried to brace himself. They
had long but the exquisite skill she possessed far exceeded their expectations.

Enraged, Huang Rong launched a fierce attack, leaving the three men in a sorry state. However, Huang Rong was secretly alarmed, sensing the strangeness of their martial arts styles during the exchange, fearing she would be at a disadvantage in the
continued . Especially the Yama Monk, who seemed to possess a Shaolin-style Golden Bell Cover technique; although struck several times by the Dog-Beating Staff Technique,
he remained unharmed.

The Yama Monk had cultivated an invulnerable protective skill, yet under Huang Rong's bamboo branch strikes, he felt excruciating pain and internal turmoil—a terrifying experience unlike
anything he had ever . As for the dwarf from the Heavenly Crippled Sect, who always boasted of unparalleled martial arts skills, he was utterly defeated by Huang Rong, his arrogance vanishing, replaced by awe and
admiration.

The three regrouped their attacks, and for a time, Huang Rong had no openings to exploit, forced to dodge the increasingly fierce attacks. Overwhelmed and constantly on the defensive, she found herself in a precarious situation and
gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. Surrounded by three attackers, Huang Rong, despite her exquisite Dog-Beating Staff Technique, was gradually weakening due to depleted internal energy. She immediately used a "Seal" technique to block their attacks,
shifting her stance and dashing east and west. The three attackers followed Huang Rong's changing tactics with her bamboo staff. Seeing her charge outwards, they retreated more than ten steps, with Jia Ying and Tang Chuan
striking fiercely from the front and back with their palms and claws. Huang Rong, her energy still not fully restored, knew that even if she could dodge the sneak attacks from behind, she couldn't avoid the attacks from the front. Therefore, she abandoned her retreat and charged forward. As Huang Rong had predicted...
As expected, the poisonous claw attack from behind missed, but the palms attacking from the front, carrying a strong wind, struck straight at her chest.

In a moment of quick thinking, Huang Rong didn't dodge but instead thrust her chest forward
to meet the attack. Jia Ying, facing her, saw Huang Rong's trembling, white, tender breasts coming towards him, and couldn't help but change his slapping motion to a grab. Huang Rong's smooth, soft breasts instantly fell into his rough palms, and her entire delicate body simultaneously crashed into his arms. The soft,
warm fragrance caused him to momentarily lose his composure; but this brief moment also gave Huang Rong a golden opportunity to turn the tables. Taking advantage of being nestled in the dwarf's arms, Huang Rong
used the move "Dragon Appearing in the Field," causing the dwarf to stumble back seven or eight steps before finally sitting down heavily, temporarily incapacitated. At this moment, Tang Chuan caught up
from behind . Huang Rong didn't turn around; instead, she used the "Dragon Tail Swing" move to attack Tang Chuan. With a loud bang, their palms
clashed, and Tang Chuan, unable to withstand the force, fell to the ground. Huang Rong also stumbled forward, her blood churning. She couldn't help but feel a sense of relief; if the dwarf hadn't been tempted by
her beauty and changed his moves midway, her situation would have been unimaginable.

Now, only the Yama Monk remained to fight one-on-one. Huang Rong was confident of victory. She used the Dog-Beating Staff Technique, employing the eight techniques of tripping, chopping, entangling, stabbing, picking, leading, sealing, and turning,
unleashing a storm of blows upon the Yama Monk. Wounded, the Yama Monk immediately leaped backward and fled; Huang Rong pursued relentlessly. The two raced at breakneck speed, unknowingly
reaching the desolate wilderness. Suddenly, the Yama Monk stopped, turned around, gathered his strength, and clasped his hands together, unleashing the "Lion's Roar" at Huang Rong, who was hot on his heels.
Huang Rong paled instantly, stunned. Before she could react, the Yama Monk swiftly struck seven of her acupoints. He thought to himself, "This beautiful Huang Rong is renowned for her beauty. Seeing her today,
she truly lives up to her reputation."

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