Chapter 71: Humiliation of One's Own Doing!
Wu Mu Yangping finally understood what it means to ride a tiger and find it hard to get off.
Old Lady Fang has already given her consent, and with so many people watching in the main hall, if he were to refuse now, he would absolutely lose face and become a laughing stock for everyone!
Thinking of his own solid advantage over Qin Yun's two heavy days' boundary, he gritted his teeth: "Fine, let's compare fists then!"
Qin Yun smiled coldly and immediately retreated several steps back.
The people around him hastily retreated, clearing out a large area in the hall.
Breathing deeply into his dantian, Qin Yun's tiger-like body slightly lowered, he raised both arms and clenched his fists, assuming the starting position of the Fist Route.
His entire body's joints suddenly emitted a burst of sounds like beans being rapidly stir-fried, and the sound continued from start to finish without pause, each one clear and distinct.
Many of those present were innate experts and immediately understood that Qin Yun had already refined his fist strength into his bones, reaching the realm of great perfection!
Just looking at Qin Yunyuan's majestic and towering demeanor, he has a hint of a master's aura.
This left them in awe, as unless they were unable to comprehend the martial pulse, a martial artist would never spend their time and energy cultivating fist and foot techniques.
As Qin Yun's opponent, Wu Muyang's scalp was about to explode, and a thread of fear actually arose in his heart.
In the eyes of this young martial master, Qin Yun, who was only seven or eight steps away, seemed like a ferocious tiger ready to pounce on its prey. A fierce and menacing aura pressed forward, subtly carrying a strong bloody smell!
He must have killed people, many people!
For some reason, a thought flashed through Wu Mu Yang's mind.
"Your Excellency, please enlighten me!"
Qin Yun's voice was low and stern, his lips curling up into a cold, mocking smile.
At the same time as he retreated, he activated his Wisdom Illuminating Divine Ability, increasing his perception abilities manifold, thus easily sensing his opponent's fear.
However, he would not show any mercy to Wu Mu Yang, and only by giving this guy who took the initiative to come to his door a lifelong unforgettable lesson could he effectively deter those with ulterior motives.
Qin Yun didn't want to cause trouble, but when trouble came knocking on his door, he was absolutely not afraid!
His drinking sound suddenly brought Wu Mu Yang back to his senses, and he found Qin Yun's face revealing a mocking expression. This young master of the Wu family immediately felt that he had been nakedly humiliated.
In a fit of shame and anger, he suddenly threw off his outer cloak, clenched his fists and raised them in a throwing motion, his body shooting forward like an arrow leaving the string, pouncing on Qin Yun.
"Snake Fist!" someone in the crowd whispered.
Shehuquan is a popular boxing style in Yanyun Prefecture, with various schools and factions having their own inheritance and development. The fist route simulates the snake python's walking attack, known for its swift and sharpness.
As a member of the aristocratic family like Wu Mu Yang, practicing snake-shaped boxing is to temper the body's flexibility and agility. Although it is not normally used for fighting with others, once the fist is opened, its power should not be underestimated.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Mu Yang flashed to Qin Yun's front, his hands instantly opening into claw shapes, fiercely scratching towards Qin Yun's throat and chest!
This is a gesture imitating a snake's attack. Once grasped, even hard goose eggs can be pinched and crushed to pieces.
Welcome!
Qin Yun stood still, his right fist suddenly striking out forward, meeting the opponent's left claw that was probing over!
This punch is powerful and forceful, with a strong internal energy. It is launched after the opponent's attack has been neutralized, making it extremely ferocious. The fist's power shakes the air, producing a loud booming sound.
Bang!
One fist and one claw collided fiercely together. Wu Mu Yang wanted to retreat but it was too late, both sides engaged in a hard-hitting confrontation.
Wu Mu Yang took two steps back, his left hand hanging down and slightly trembling, his heart involuntarily greatly shocked.
He concentrated ninety percent of his strength on both claws, hoping to quickly defeat his opponent and most hoped that Qin Yun could have a fair fight with him.
But Wu Mu Yang never expected that Qin Yun's fist would be so fierce and powerful, not only did he fail to gain any advantage, but was instead shaken off by his opponent's punch, almost injuring his joints.
On the other hand, Qin Yun stood still on the spot, unexpectedly gaining the upper hand.
The gap between their strengths is like heaven and earth!
Only the innate boundary figures among the bystanders can see that Qin Yun's long-term immersion in boxing has a control and play of power that is beyond the reach of Wu Mu Yang.
Adding Qin Yun's single fist against Wu Mu Yang's scattered double claws, he won this round of confrontation.
"Your Excellency, why don't we stop here? What do you think?"
Qin Yun clenched his fist and asked calmly, without any pride.
But it was this calmness that provoked Wu Mu Yang's boundless anger, feeling as if his face had been slapped by Qin Yun.
He couldn't care less about the demeanor of a noble family's son, and immediately let out an angry roar, raised his arms, and launched a flurry of attacks like a stormy rain!
Although such a battle method is not elegant, it can exert the power of snake-shaped boxing, and ordinary people really can't cope with it.
However, Qin Yun was no ordinary person. To talk about swordsmanship, he had only just begun to learn not long ago, but in terms of fist techniques, he had been practicing for ten years, and the number of ferocious tigers and beasts that were killed by his fists was countless.
In terms of combat experience, Qin Yun far surpasses Wu Muyang.
When Wu Mu Yang launched another fierce attack, he unfolded his fist and steadily blocked all of his opponent's attacks.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The fists and claws of both sides collided countless times, but Wu Mu Yang, who took the initiative to attack, did not gain any advantage.
He was originally not good at using his fists, and he was eager to win, so under the frustration and anxiety, his punches inevitably appeared with flaws and loopholes.
Qin Yun's fist pierced through with a loud bang, hitting Wu Mu Yang's chest and causing his blood to churn violently.
Before Wu Mu Yang could counterattack, Qin Yun's body suddenly shifted to his side and another punch was thrown out!
Bang!
This hit heavily on Wu Mu Yang's left eye socket.
Although Wu Mu's Yang energy circulated throughout his body to defend himself quite thoroughly, the martial artist under the Xiantian realm still had a relatively weak defense for parts like his eyes. One punch made Wu Mu see stars.
His eyes immediately turned black and blue, as ugly as they could be.
In fact, this was Qin Yun showing mercy, not wanting to create a bloody scene in front of Old Lady Fang, otherwise with his fierce punching power, it would have been no problem to burst Wu Muyang's eyeballs.
Even so, Wu Mu Yang was also dazed by this punch, and under the loss of his mind, he randomly swung his fist.
But unexpectedly, after Qin Yun succeeded, he had already moved to the other side and punched his right eye again!
"Ah!" The onlookers all felt pain for Wu Mu Yang.
This time Wu Mu Yang was even more unbearable, he retreated several steps and his body swayed, and actually sat down on the ground with a thud.
Hmph!
Fang Lao Tai Jun's Fang Zi Ling couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She didn't realize her mistake until she saw others' gaze sweep over, then she stuck out her tongue and covered her mouth.
But Wu Mu Yang's appearance was indeed comical, with two eyes completely black and blue and swollen like walnuts, squeezed into two slits.
"I concede!" Qin Yun said with a bow of his hands.
Wu Mu Yang was both ashamed and enraged, almost vomiting blood on the spot, and suddenly fainted.
The Wu family would have liked to tear Qin Yun into pieces, but in front of Old Lady Fang, they didn't dare make a move, so they quickly went over and supported him as he hurriedly left.
To stay here again would be humiliating!
Qin Wujiu couldn't help but laugh out loud and gave Qin Yun a thumbs up in praise.
Those who looked down on Qin Yun couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy, for Wu Mu Yang was also a dazzling figure among the younger generation in Qian Chao City, and no one expected him to be beaten so badly by Qin Yun.
But with this living lesson from him, everyone temporarily extinguished their intention to challenge Qin Yun.
Compared with boxing, they are even inferior to Wu Mu Yang.
"You child..." Old Lady Fang scolded: "You strike without any restraint, it's unacceptable!"
But anyone can see that this old lady is actually quite happy.
She took out a black object from her pouch and handed it to Qin Yun: "However, Grandma's words count, since you won, this thing belongs to you now!"
Qin Yun took it with both hands: "Thank you, Grandma!"
This thing is a black metal plaque, about half the size of a palm, heavy and substantial.
The front is a vivid cloud dragon relief with its teeth and claws bared, while the back is engraved with countless intricate patterns, with the three large characters "Cloud Riding School" inscribed from top to bottom in the middle.
Old Lady Fang nodded: "This is the Cloud Riding School Lieutenant's Order, don't lose it."
Yun Qi Jiao Wei! Everyone was shocked.
Yun Qi Jiao Wei is a seventh-grade official position in the Great Yan Imperial Army, and in the Yan Yun Iron Cavalry, which is considered elite, has the qualifications to independently command a team of 300 iron cavalrymen, and its status is not low.
Although being an official is not important for a martial artist, having this identity is equivalent to having an extra protective charm, at least it's still very useful within the borders of Yan Yun State.
In fact, many powerful warriors also chose to join the military and serve the imperial family, establishing their own achievements and revitalizing their families.
Lady Fang commanded 50,000 Yan Yun Iron Cavalry, but the Cloud Riding Colonel was a seventh-grade military position that wasn't something you could just give away. Her intention in doing so was absolutely worth pondering.
At least it shows that this old man still attaches great importance to Qin Yun and has high hopes for him.
"Thanks to Grandma Zǔ's kindness!"
Although Qin Yun didn't quite understand the significance of this token, he could sense it from other people's expressions, so he bowed again to express his gratitude.
"All right, no need to thank me, I'm tired of hearing it... " Old Lady Fang waved her hand: "You go now, if there's anything in the future, I'll send someone to find you. If you have time, come visit Ice again."
This relationship has become even more intimate! The scorching gazes of onlookers almost burned Qin Yun through.
Look at others, who came to celebrate longevity and got an unmarried wife who is stunningly beautiful, and also gained a lot of prestige by being awarded the seventh-grade official position by Mrs. Fang herself, it can be said that he has risen to fame overnight.
What a powerful aura, how can it not make people envy, how can it not make people jealous!
In the crowd, Qin Xiao Yue clenched his fists tightly and lowered his eyelids to conceal the cold glint in his eyes, lest he be detected by the enemy of the resentment in his heart.
In the eyes of this proud son of the Qin family, everything that Qin Yun had obtained should have belonged to him. Qin Yun was completely lucky and didn't know what kind of means he used to gain the favor of Old Lady Fang.
He absolutely refuses to accept it!
