Urban Martial Saint

"Hmph, not quite a prophet. But Prince Wan Yan knows your personality well. You're extremely greedy, know the Gold Silk Armor is invaluable, and definitely wouldn't let go of it. So, you'd surely come to Shen Family Manor to figure out a way to steal this Gold Silk Armor. Unexpectedly, Prince Wan Yan guessed it right. You brat are really bold to dare to come to the Shen Family to steal; you're just looking for death!"

"No way, I was just passing by, not planning to steal anything." Handsome Fatty Wang quickly shook his head and waved his hand, saying, "You guys know, I've been pursued by the cops these days, so I don't dare to take the main road, always taking the mountain paths. Well, accidentally wandered here and made you misunderstand."

The leader said, "Stop the nonsense. You passed by here and even drew the terrain map of Shen Family Manor out?"

"Terrain map?" Handsome Fatty Wang patted his pocket, smiling hurriedly, "Oh, you guys misunderstood. This is not a terrain map. It's a map I use to record the paths I've walked, not a terrain map, not a terrain map. I... I didn't even know this was Shen Family Manor!"

"Even now, you still want to trick us?" Tiger said angrily, "Damn it, from the moment you came over, I've been watching you draw that terrain map. You still want to fool us?"

Handsome Fatty Wang paused, then angrily put his hands on his hips and cursed, "You ****** jeez, you saw me earlier. Why didn't you catch me first? You had to let Fat Lord crawl up and down, laboriously draw that terrain map, and then intercept me. Are you sick or what? Watching Fat Lord climb up and down for fun?"

"Prince Wan Yan said, you slippery brat, make sure we grab you together. Just now, I was the only one here, so I didn't startle you and called over two brothers to ensure nothing goes wrong." Tiger paused and said, "Hmph, even if I intentionally tricked you into crawling up and down, what can you do about it?"

"Uh, Prince Wan Yan does know me quite well..." Handsome Fatty Wang awkwardly chuckled, "But since you all are here, then I... then what am I here to steal? The Gold Silk Armor is Prince Wan Yan's item; it should naturally be taken back by Prince Wan Yan. Guys, then... then I won't stay here to disturb Prince Wan Yan, I'm leaving now."

As Handsome Fatty Wang spoke, he turned to sneak away but was kicked back by Tiger.

"Stand still!" The leader came over, grabbing Handsome Fatty Wang by the collar, saying, "Prince Wan Yan said, you brat deceived us once, and this account must be settled with you. This time you've thrown yourself into the net, just the right chance to settle previous matters!"

"When... when did I deceive you?" Handsome Fatty Wang anxiously asked.

The leader said, "Last time in Shenchuan City, on the plane, how did you team up with Ye Qing to deal with our two brothers?"

"Misunderstanding!" Handsome Fatty Wang quickly pleaded, "That's a huge misunderstanding. At that time, Ye Qing was dealing with those two guys, it had nothing to do with me."

The leader said, "If you didn't team up with Ye Qing, would Ye Qing help you?"

"I didn't team up with him. That wasn't helping me. He drove those two brothers away for the Gold Silk Armor matter. He wanted to take the Gold Silk Armor alone, so he drove those two brothers away and forced me to reveal the secret of the Gold Silk Armor, it really has nothing to do with me." Handsome Fatty Wang shamelessly pushed all the blame onto Ye Qing.

"Enough, no need to talk nonsense, we know very well what kind of person you are." The leader said, "In any case, this account must be settled with you. Brat, just accept your fate!"

"Damn!" Handsome Fatty Wang immediately swore, angrily said, "You might as well just say you want to mess with me, why say so much?"

Tiger glared, "Yeah, we just want to mess with you, you got a problem with that?"

"Accept, of course, accept!" Handsome Fatty Wang pouted, "Prince Wan Yan's status, wants to deal with someone like me, just a word will do, how could I not accept?"

"You ****** stop talking nonsense!" The leader said, "Prince Wan Yan said, this matter with you can be big or small. No one has ever deceived Prince Wan Yan, and you dared to deceive him. From a big perspective, this is a dead end. If we don't set an example, won't there be others daring to deceive Prince Wan Yan in the future?"

"Not necessarily, right?" Handsome Fatty Wang immediately said, "This... this isn't my fault, guys, you can't just kill people randomly."

"Of course, this matter can also be downplayed," the leader said. "Prince Wan Yan stated that if you are willing to help him with one thing, not only will you not die, but you will also receive ten million!"

"Ten million?" Handsome Fatty Wang furrowed his brows, looked at the two people, and said, "Not dying and getting so much money? This must be a difficult task, probably risking my life. What's the difference from dying?"

"Quite the opposite, this is actually easy for you," the leader chuckled. "Moreover, if you don't do it, you're certainly dead. If you do, you can save your life. How do you want to choose?"

Handsome Fatty Wang scratched his head, shrugged, and said, "At this point, what choice do I have?"

"Smart!" The leader laughed heartily and said, "Good, then just come with us first. Once the task is done, you'll receive this sum and can leave here safely."

However, Handsome Fatty Wang wore a bitter expression. He wasn't a fool; he obviously knew that leaving safely was just an empty promise. Once the matter was done, they could easily silence him. What choice did he have? Right now, he could only agree to it; otherwise, he might suffer immediate consequences.

The night passed without incident, and the next morning, everyone got up early. After breakfast, everyone gathered in the Shen Family's main hall, waiting for the contest to start.

Ye Qing also arrived, and after last night's rest, he had already returned to normal. After all, his body still had the effects of the Ziyu Chenxiang Pill, and his wounds had healed.

Seeing Ye Qing arrive, everyone was visibly surprised, especially Helian Tiehua and Prince Nalan. They were the hot candidates for the marriage contest; none of the others stood a chance against them. Now, with Ye Qing suddenly appearing in this hall, both sides felt a bit nervous — could it be that Ye Qing was also participating in the contest?

If Ye Qing joined the contest, things would be troublesome. Ye Qing's relationship with the Shen Family, Ye Qing's connection with Shen Qingyi, and Ye Qing's own abilities would certainly make him a top candidate. In that case, wouldn't Helian Tiehua's disciple and Prince Nalan's grandson have an even slimmer chance?

Helian Tiehua and Prince Nalan exchanged a glance, each seeing the doubt and worry in the other's eyes. However, neither spoke, only secretly calculating the situation.

Not long after, Southern Fist King Shen Tianjun walked into the hall accompanied by the People of the Shen Family. Seeing the crowd, he immediately laughed heartily and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting. Let's not waste time; the contest shall begin now."

Everyone straightened their bodies, staring intently at Shen Tianjun, waiting for him to announce the conditions of the contest.

Shen Tianjun didn't speak further but returned to the table and sat down. Shen Da stepped forward and said loudly, "Now, I ask all the young talents participating in the contest to step forward and stand in the hall."

Several people immediately stepped forward; there were originally seven participants, but now with Ye Qing, there were eight.

Everyone was indeed watching Ye Qing, all eager to know if he was indeed a part of the contest. Seeing him join the crowd, whispers filled the hall, discussing Ye Qing's participation.

Shen Da pretended not to hear and said loudly, "You all come from different regions, and joining our Shen Family Manor's contest gives us great face. However, we can only select one outstanding talent, which may seem harsh. But, to thank you all for supporting our contest, my father has said that those who are not chosen will not leave empty-handed. Those who aren't selected can learn a Martial Arts technique from my father. What you wish to learn will be your choice, as long as it's something within my father's expertise!"

With these words, there was a wave of admiration. No one expected Shen Tianjun to make such an offer, which instantly excited everyone.

In such contests, only one person could be chosen, while others were destined to be eliminated. But unexpectedly, those eliminated wouldn't leave empty-handed; instead, they could learn a Martial Arts technique from Shen Tianjun. Knowing that Southern Fist King Shen Tianjun's Wing Chun Fist is Invincible Under the Heavens, learning such a technique would certainly make their trip worthwhile.

Among the crowd, most people's expressions changed with excitement, except for Helian Tiehua and Prince Nalan, who remained relatively indifferent. Both were as famed as Shen Tianjun, with strength comparable to his. At their level, they fully mastered any boxing technique. Not just Shen Tianjun's Wing Chun Fist, but even Li Changqing's Bajiquan, they had mastered it.

However, they never passed these techniques on to their descendants because no matter how mastered, these were someone else's techniques, not their own. Moreover, a person's strength doesn't depend on the technique they learn but on whether it's suitable for them. Just like Ye Qing, with his physique, practicing Wing Chun Fist is more effective than Bajiquan. In contrast, someone like Black Bear Li Bing'en, with his physique, is better suited to Bajiquan. It's all about teaching according to one's talents, rather than assuming learning any technique will genuinely bring results.