On the way, Second Brother Meng was still a little worried.
"Yu, there are more than ten people on their side. Is it really okay?" Second Brother Meng still hesitated.
It was difficult for him to switch Wang Yu's identity from a weak teenager in the mine to a martial artist in a short time.
He was also worried that Wang Yu would be burdened by him and suffer heavy injuries.
"I'm not 100% sure until I see them in person," Wang Yu said solemnly.
"Uncle Meng, it's safer to let your family leave that place first. It won't be too late to bring them back after things are settled."
Although Wang Yu was already at the second level of Body Tempering and was more than enough to deal with more than ten ordinary people, he would not be complacent.
Senior Brother Iron He from his dojo was also at the second level of Body Tempering back then when he was severely injured during a meal and had to stay in the medical center for two months before recuperating.
In his opinion, a second-level Body Tempering cultivator was nothing. He shouldn't even step out of the dojo!
How dangerous the outside world was.
If not for the fact that he really had no money and saw that Second Brother Meng was in a difficult position, he would not have chosen to accept the commission and leave the dojo at this time.
"Alright! I'll send my wife and children to the inn temporarily, but I'll stay with you!" Second Brother Meng gritted his teeth.
He used to work in the mine so he had firm muscles. Although he was not as strong as a martial artist who had cultivated seriously, he could at least deal with one or two hooligans.
"Uncle, don't worry. Even if I fail this time, I'll call Master over the next time," Wang Yu said seriously.
In fact, if Sun Chengshan was at the dojo today, he would have asked him to come along.
Given how much Sun Chengshan valued him now, he would probably agree to such a request.
"Yu, I really don't know how I should thank you," Second Meng said.
"It's fine, Uncle. If you didn't help me in the mine, I might have collapsed long ago, and I wouldn't have returned to the island town alive," Wang Yu said slowly.
Second Brother Meng was the first person to help him after he transmigrated. He still carried a lot of weight in his heart.
Enough to risk walking out of the dojo.
Southern Hill was a mountainous area inland.
As the place was far from the town center, the people who were willing to live here were only slightly better off than the people in Rat Street. They were all poor families too.
Otherwise, Second Brother Meng would not have worked in a mine for years in a harsh environment.
Second Brother Meng's house was located at the foot of a small hill.
It was a relatively old brick hut surrounded by a fence of thatch.
In addition to the small hill, there were high mounds on both sides, which provided a certain amount of shelter.
At a glance, only the area chosen by Second Brother Meng was flat. The rest of the land was either dirt slopes or short mountains. It was impossible to build houses there.
Within a kilometer radius, the only people who lived here were Second Brother Meng's family.
It had to be said that Second Brother Meng's thinking was strange.
When Wang Yu got closer, before he could take a closer look, he heard the sound of someone knocking on the door.
Second Brother Meng also heard the commotion and his expression changed drastically. He immediately rushed back.
Wang Yu frowned. He did not expect the other party to come in such a hurry to disturb the Meng family early in the morning. He immediately walked into the small courtyard surrounded by fences.
In the courtyard was a group of 20-year-olds, laughing and joking carelessly. Some of them had clubs in their hands.
They were dressed like gangsters, afraid that others would not recognize them.
One of them was kicking at the door, trying to force his way into the house.
The child's frightened wailing could be heard from the house.
"You bunch of animals!" Second Brother Meng, who had rushed into the courtyard, widened his eyes in anger. He grabbed the hoe by the side and was about to fight this group of people.
However, Wang Yu held his shoulder in time and exerted a little force, freezing Second Brother Meng on the spot.
"Oh, I thought you were hiding inside and didn't dare to make a sound. So you went to look for someone?" Horse Wang smiled and played with the iron rod in his hand. He did not take Second Brother Meng seriously at all.
The unarmed young man Wang Yu looked even less threatening.
They had more than ten grown-up men here. Each of them could kill someone with a strike of their weapon.
"I advise you to be sensible and hand over all the title deeds here. We're out of patience!" Horse Wang sneered.
"Brother Horse, don't waste your breath on him. How dare he report us to the authorities? Break his limbs first!" A lackey said fiercely.
"Did you hear that? If you don't hand over the title deeds, I'll break your son's arms and legs today!" Horse Wang said as he smashed the door behind him with his rod.
With a bang, the door finally gave way and began to crack.
"Beast!" Second Meng was trembling with anger and regret.
He had left too quickly in the morning. If he had known earlier, he would have brought his wife and children out with him.
With the advantage in numbers, Horse Wang was as smug as he could be. It was obvious that he was confident in defeating Second Brother Meng.
Wang Yu glanced around and asked calmly, "Uncle Meng, were these people the only ones who came before? Did you miss anything?"
When Second Brother Meng heard Wang Yu's question, he came back to his senses. This time, Wang Yu was here with him.
"I think there's another leader who didn't come today." Second Brother Meng recalled the group of people who came to attack previously.
At that time, the leader was not Horse Wang, but someone else.
"Idiot, do I need my big brother to deal with you? You really are overestimating yourself!" Horse Wang shouted in a hoarse voice and gave his lackeys a wink.
Four of the lackeys understood and rushed toward Wang Yu and Meng.
They all had clubs in their hands as weapons. One of the faster ones arrived first and sneakily picked Wang Yu, who looked easier to deal with.
"Go to hell!"
If an ordinary person received this blow to the head, they would probably collapse to the ground.
Second Brother Meng instinctively raised his hoe and wanted to block it for Wang Yu.
However, Wang Yu pulled him to the back and kicked his leg like a whip onto the hooligan's waist.
The thug didn't even have time to react before he was kicked to the side and landed right on top of his other two charging companions.
After falling to the ground, the gangster who was kicked by Wang Yu felt extreme pain in his waist. It was as if his kidney had been broken. He opened his mouth and wailed in pain.
Then, Wang Yu took a step forward and punched another hooligan in the chest.
He had mastered the second level of Shadowless Fist and focused most of his skills on the punches.
No one at the scene could catch the trajectory of Wang Yu's punches.
With just one punch, a hooligan's rib cage was broken. Blood spewed from his mouth and he fell to the ground.
Wang Yu frowned as he watched this scene.
He had already reserved some of his strength. He was used to seeing his fellow disciples fight in the dojo.
This was his first time fighting with an ordinary person. He seemed to have used too much strength.
When the other two hooligans saw this, they trembled in fear and froze on the spot, not daring to move anymore.
Second Brother Meng's head was burning. His wife and children were still in the house. He couldn't help but roared and hit the two hooligans with the hoe, making them cry.
Seeing that his four lackeys were easily dealt with by Wang Yu and Meng, Horse Wang's face turned ashen. "Go, all of you, go! Deal with them altogether!"
However, the remaining hooligans did not dare to approach Wang Yu.
After all, they were just a motley crew. Even the crazed Meng holding a bloody hoe struck them with terror.
"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us!" Horse Wang stomped his feet in anger.
"Something's not right. You, look at what he's wearing. Doesn't it look like the clothes those disciples of the dojo wear?!" A hooligan suddenly exclaimed.
Wang Yu's identity became clear.
The disciples of the dojo! As long as they were not temporary disciples, no matter how bad they were, they were at least first-level Body Tempering martial artists after all.
Their combat power was not something ordinary people could compare to.
Although these hooligans did not immediately recognize that Wang Yu was wearing the disciple uniform of the Shadowless Fist Dojo, they were not stupid.
At this moment, they could determine Wang Yu's identity as a disciple at a dojo.
"How is that possible!" Horse Wang shouted, but he was already panicking in his heart. He moved back bit by bit.
Wang Yu did not say anything and calmly walked toward them.
"Run!"
The remaining hooligans could no longer withstand the pressure of Wang Yu's existence. His status as a martial artist was enough to make them fear. They immediately turned around and ran.
Among them, Horse Wang was the fastest.
However, Wang Yu did not intend to let them escape just like that. He strode forward and chased after them.
His speed was naturally not something these hooligans could compare to. He easily caught up to them and knocked each of them down with a punch.