Chapter 85: Beating Zhu Hong (Part 2)

True Qi Sound Transmission!

"Idiot, use the three moves I just taught you! For the first two moves, do them in reverse: switch left hand to right, left foot to right! The last move stays the same, but change your fist to fingers and strike three inches lower. Remember, exactly three inches, no more, no less!"

True Qi Sound Transmission required at least the fifth level of Martial Artist to use. Teacher Zhang casually transmitted it, making Yuan Tao's whole body tremble, and he inexplicably believed it a little.

"I'll go all out! It's already come to this!"

With no time to think, Yuan Tao treated a dead horse as if it were alive. Even if he didn't do this, there was no other way. Without any hesitation, he followed the voice's instructions.

As a cultivator, switching a left-hand move to the right was very simple!

Originally a left-hand grab, now done with the right, made Zhu Hong pause in surprise. He tilted his head to dodge the attack and struck back with a palm.

But before his palm reached Yuan Tao, the latter moved from right to left, neatly dodging his attack.

"Damn, he's doing the reverse..."

Zhu Hong finally realized what was happening and quickly withdrew his hand to guard his face.

The third move was a downward strike. Since the moves were reversed, it must be an upward strike to his face, because Zhang Xuan had said earlier he'd beat him into a pig's head.

He reacted quickly and swiftly, but... Yuan Tao's third move wasn't reversed at all. It was still downward, and even moved three inches lower.

Pfft!

Before Zhu Hong could react, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist, followed by numbness throughout his body.

"Damn, he hit my vital point... How... does he know my vital point..."

Zhu Hong's face turned deathly pale.

His cultivation's vital point was at his waist, usually well-hidden. Just now, Yuan Tao had used reversed moves twice, making him focus only on protecting his face. He never dreamed the real target was here.

With the vital point struck, his whole body stiffened as if acupunctured, temporarily paralyzed.

"Good opportunity!"

Seeing Zhu Hong suddenly stiffen, Yuan Tao, even if slow, knew he had hit the vital point. With an excited roar, he charged forward.

Only a fool would waste such a good chance.

Bang bang bang bang!

The street-fighting moves that couldn't get close before now rained down on Zhu Hong's face like a storm. Before he could recover, his vision went black, and Yuan Tao's thick fists smashed him to the ground.

At this moment, years of fighting experience took over. Without pause, he leaped and sat his heavy body on the opponent's chest, pounding his fists into the other's face.

"You..."

Recovering from numbness and finding himself pinned under the fat guy, getting his face beaten, Zhu Hong was so frustrated he could vomit blood.

He was a top disciple under Teacher Lu Xun, a super-strong fourth-place in the entrance exam, and now he was being pinned and face-punched by the last-place guy...

He felt like he was going crazy.

"Get off..."

He tried to push the other away, but the body was too heavy, like a small mountain. Even with all his strength, he couldn't budge it. The fists were as hard as stone, falling relentlessly. Before he could finish speaking, his face felt swollen like a steamed bun, and several teeth had fallen out.

"Is this for real?"

Zhao Ya and the others looked at each other, dumbfounded.

Zhu Hong's strength, as they had just experienced, was too much for even them. Yuan Tao was the weakest among them, yet he won so quickly...

Since when did he become so fierce?

More importantly... the teacher's three-move boxing technique... actually worked?

"Alright! Yuan Tao, I said beat him into a pig's head, don't kill him!"

Seeing Zhu Hong already unrecognizable from the beating, Zhang Xuan quickly stopped him.

After all, this was Lu Xun's envoy. Just make a point.

If he really couldn't walk, how awkward would that be!

Other teachers, even elders, would need to ponder for a long time to guide someone in a fight, because combat changes in an instant and is never static! But Zhang Xuan was different. With the Library of Heaven's Path, he knew in advance what martial arts the opponent would use, what reactions they'd make, and the flaws in their moves... so he could plan ahead!

Even though Yuan Tao was much weaker than Zhu Hong, knowing the vital point in advance and preparing made defeating him very simple.

"Yes!"

After a few more punches, feeling he had vented enough, Yuan Tao stood up.

Zhu Hong was now no different from a pig's head—eyes swollen, face puffy, completely unlike his former self.

"You... despicable!"

Struggling to his feet, Zhu Hong glared at Yuan Tao, grinding his teeth.

In his view, this fatty must have been pretending, hiding his strength to make him let his guard down, then sneak-attacking for victory!

Despicable!

"Despicable? So what if I'm despicable? Want another round?" Yuan Tao didn't care about being despicable; he was reveling in the pleasure of beating the other, looking over shamelessly.

"You..."

Seeing his unrepentant attitude, Zhu Hong's face darkened, and he dared not agree.

This fatty clearly knew his vital point. If they went again, he'd just get beaten again!

While he was hesitating, Teacher Zhang spoke up.

"Alright, you've already beaten him like this. Yuan Tao, stop!" Zhang Xuan said sternly.

"Good..." Hearing this, Zhu Hong sighed in relief and was about to say a few face-saving words and leave, when Teacher Zhang continued, "Zheng Yang, didn't you want to try earlier? Go ahead!"

"Huh?"

Zhu Hong was stunned.

Shouldn't he be allowed to leave? Why let someone else try?

After a moment, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Fighting again might be good.

Just now, this Zheng Yang was the first to charge and got kicked flying. Clearly, he wasn't strong. And with the experience from Yuan Tao, as long as he prevented the three moves from being reversed, he'd be fine!

Besides, after being beaten so badly, if he didn't fight back, how could he report back?

Thinking this, though doubtful, Zhu Hong gritted his teeth and sneered, "Come on!"

"Alright!" Zheng Yang stepped forward.

Bang bang bang!

The two engaged. Zheng Yang, who had been kicked down earlier, now seemed to have taken some tonic, moving around and avoiding direct confrontation.

"If you've got guts, fight me fair and square!" Zhu Hong roared.

Normally, no matter how the opponent moved, he could catch up and defeat him. But now, after being badly beaten by Yuan Tao, his body ached terribly, making it nearly impossible to catch such a dodging opponent.

"Fine!"

Zheng Yang agreed, grabbed forward with his left hand, swayed right, used the first move correctly and the second in reverse, then, before the opponent could react, formed his fingers into a sword and stabbed at Zhu Hong's waist.