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Just as Qi Xiangtian thought he had succeeded, he suddenly felt a huge force repel his claws, causing a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, a heat in the palm, and a dull ache in his hand. He was shocked at heart.
Before he could react, he saw Luo Yang turn around on the spot. In his surprise, his left arm was already seized by Luo Yang. While he was still in shock, he realized that Luo Yang was using a familiar technique, the "Tendon Separating and Bone Misplacing Technique." Qi Xiangtian was horrified, but it was already too late to reverse the situation of his defeat.
Luo Yang casually dislocated Qi Xiangtian's arm, then bowed his hands with a smile and said, "Master Qi, I appreciate your graciousness, we have tied!"
With a dislocated left arm, Qi Xiangtian was so much in pain that sweat beaded on his forehead, and his complexion turned ashen. He couldn't lift his left hand and wasn't able to reset it right away, so he could only wave his right hand with dignity and say, "Friend Luo, there's no need to be courteous. Victory and defeat are common in warfare. A tie is also acceptable. If there's a chance in the future, I invite you to come again for a rematch over a wine discussion."
In the eyes of the disciples from Yingyan Martial Arts School, it was first Qi Xiangtian who caught Luo Yang's right arm and manipulated it, followed by Luo Yang catching Qi Xiangtian's left arm and doing the same. It was an exchange of gestures, one for each, with neither side at a loss.
Moreover, Qi Xiangtian had previously been pressing Luo Yang hard. Therefore, the disciples still thought their master had a slight advantage. Little did they know that Qi Xiangtian had already been thoroughly defeated.
The only thing the disciples couldn't understand was Qi Xiangtian's changing complexion from pale to green and the sweat dripping from his forehead. After a few minutes of fighting, he was just manipulated by Luo Yang for a while, and it wasn't clear how he got injured, so they assumed it was due to their master exerting himself too much.
At this point, Wu Yinghong had caught his breath and saw his master sweating profusely, so he took a towel and walked to Qi Xiangtian's left side.
"Master, please wipe your sweat," Wu Yinghong said respectfully.
Unexpectedly, Qi Xiangtian's left arm had been dislocated by Luo Yang and couldn't be lifted to receive the towel. Moreover, Wu Yinghong stood on the left side, so he had to turn to use his right hand to take the towel, glaring sternly at his disciple.
This crisis brought by Wu Yinghong also caused humiliation, and Qi Xiangtian naturally blamed Wu Yinghong for it, but with guests present, it wasn't convenient to act out.
"Master Qi, I would like to have a private word with your disciple," Luo Yang said.
"What do you want with my disciple exactly?" Qi Xiangtian was reluctant to agree immediately and asked.
So, Luo Yang recounted the story from beginning to end.
When Qi Xiangtian asked Wu Yinghong, he actually denied everything and said it was all fabricated by Luo Yang.
Luo Yang then called Zhu Li, asking her to bring the young man with the crew cut and his group upstairs. When Wu Yinghong saw the young man with the crew cut, his face filled with astonishment.
"They say he's your cousin. Whether he'll have his hand chopped off for cheating depends on you," Luo Yang said coldly.
"Cousin, help me quickly. I didn't cheat!" the young man with the crew cut shouted.
He was unaware that Wu Yinghong had been beaten by Luo Yang.
"Master, did you hear that? My cousin says he didn't cheat. It must be him framing my cousin. Please, you must help me," Wu Yinghong pleaded.
"Friend Luo, what do you think?" Qi Xiangtian continued to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead with the towel.
With his left arm dislocated by Luo Yang, if it wasn't reset promptly, Qi Xiangtian would suffer a significant loss of vital energy. He was just putting on a strong front in front of all his disciples.
Zhu Li and Chen Jie didn't know Qi Xiangtian had already lost to Luo Yang and thought that both sides were gearing up for a brawl, ready to call for backup at any moment.
When they heard Luo Yang's firm words, they felt even more that a fight was inevitable.
Luo Yang scanned the crowd, calmly fixing his gaze on Wu Yinghong, and said seriously, "I don't have time to waste with you. You have two options: A, come with me voluntarily; B, I make you come with me."
Wu Yinghong thought that with Qi Xiangtian there, there was no way he would be beaten again, so he kept begging his master for mercy: "Master, they've come here to cause trouble, picking on me and my cousin, please help us."
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It wasn't that Qi Xiangtian didn't want to save face, but with his left arm dislocated, he was unable to protect himself. Further quibbling might have led to Luo Yang giving him a thorough explanation, likely ending Qi's career as a martial arts school owner for good.
"Friend Luo, you said you wanted to speak with my disciple about some matters. Please, don't hit him. If he has really committed a crime, please hand him over to the police," Qi Xiangtian said.
"Master Qi, as long as he stays honest, I will consider letting him off," Luo Yang replied with a courteous gesture.
Wu Yinghong saw that even his master was unwilling to help him, and his face turned deathly pale.
"Let's talk in the car," Luo Yang said, giving Wu Yinghong a stern look.
On his own turf, to have a disciple so brazenly taken away—how could a master not feel disgraced?
Yet, Qi Xiangtian was completely powerless. All he could do was sacrifice the pawn to save the king.
Zhu Li and Chen Jie could hardly believe their eyes that Luo Yang could take a disciple away from Yingyan Martial Arts School.
It was well-known that Yingyan Martial Arts School had a significant reputation in Honghai County. Ordinary troublemakers who caused disturbances here would only be able to crawl out. There were rumors of thugs coming to cause trouble only to be carried away on stretchers.
Today, Luo Yang walked in and he walked out just the same.
Zhu Li and Chen Jie also didn't understand why Qi Xiangtian was sweating profusely and why his left arm hung limply, unmoved.
Soon after, Luo Yang took Wu Yinghong away.
As they were going downstairs, Chen Jie came up to Luo Yang, wrapped her arm around his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "I didn't expect you to have such influence to make Qi Xiangtian hand over someone."
Luo Yang then whispered the truth to Chen Jie. After hearing it, she suddenly realized what was going on and laughed heartily. She then wrapped her arm around Zhu Li's shoulder and shared the astonishing news with her.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Li was initially shocked, then she looked at Luo Yang with admiration and gave him a thumbs-up.
Hong Jiaxin was present at the time and knew that Luo Yang was stronger than Qi Xiangtian, but she didn't know why Qi Xiangtian had eventually backed down. She was eager to understand the reason.
Seeing Zhu Li give Luo Yang a thumbs-up, she grew even more curious and approached, gently poking Luo Yang's back with her finger.
"What's going on?" she asked softly.
Luo Yang turned his head to glance at her, eyeing her ample "snowy peaks," which caused his breathing to slightly intensify.
With a faint smile, he then wrapped his arm around Hong Jiaxin's fragrant shoulder. She looked coy, her eyes shimmering with a shy blush, yet she did not push him away.
If this had happened a few days earlier, she would have hit him for hugging her shoulder. But having spent some time with him, she developed a favorable impression of him; a shoulder hug—though embarrassing—was acceptable to her now.
Luo Yang leaned in close to her ear and told her what she wanted to know.
Only then did Hong Jiaxin understand why Qi Xiangtian had been ashen-faced and sweating profusely. She couldn't help but admire Luo Yang.
At the time, she had accepted Luo Yang as her master only due to her father's urging. She had never really accepted this young master in her heart.
However, after witnessing everything during the past few days, she was gradually beginning to accept this young master in her heart.
When she looked up at him, Luo Yang saw admiration in her eyes for the first time, her lips carrying a faint, elusive smile, her cheeks lightly flushed with beauty beyond words. And, smelling her scent, he felt a slight urge to kiss her.