Chapter 8: Brutally Beating the Dog Slave!

  "This... how is this possible?!"

  Wang Heizi had been punching for forty or fifty times in a row, with each punch more powerful than the last. In the end, he even used all his might.

  But Wang Heizi's consecutive punches had no effect, just like throwing a small stone into the water, all his strength was absorbed by Ning Chong's strange and unpredictable movements, without even creating a ripple.

  A martial artist who was ridiculed by everyone, yet had such a bizarre display. This made Wang Heizi more and more shocked, his whole body breaking out in cold sweat, as if he had seen a ghost.

  On the other hand, Ning Chong became more and more relaxed, more and more surprised. Ning Chong himself did not expect that after practicing horse steps to perfection, there would be such an effect, actual combat ability almost instantly soared several levels!

  "It's all my fault!"

  Ning Chong felt that he had already experimented with the perfect circle of Ma Bu's actual combat enough, and with a cold hum, after blocking Wang Heizi's fist again, he brought out his right palm with a fierce anger.

  Bang!

  This palm hit Wang Heizi's weakness after he punched out, and slapped him hard on the left side of his face. The left side of Wang Heizi's face immediately swelled up high, with a clear handprint.

  "This slap is for you, Zhibo! He's an old man older than your father, and you still have the heart to lay hands on him, you're worse than a beast!"

  Bang!

  "This slap is for the Ning family! You, as a slave of the Ning family, are corrupt and deceitful, embezzling the monthly allowance of the young masters of the Ning family, and disregarding the rules of the Ning household. You deserve to be beaten!"

  Bang!

  "As a dog of the Ning family, you are not only disloyal but also bite back at your master, rebel!"

  ……

  Every time Wang Heizi blocked a punch, Ning Chong would slap him in the face with one palm.

  After seven or eight exchanges, Wang Heizi's cheeks were high and swollen, like a pig's head. Wang Heizi himself was dizzy, with stars in his eyes, stumbling around, and could only subconsciously swing his fists wildly.

  Bang!

  Ning Chong finally landed a heavy punch on Wang Heizi's face, and Wang Heizi instantly fell to the ground with a thud, almost unable to get up.

  Brushing off the dust from his palm, he felt a great sense of relief and satisfaction. Looking at Wang Heizi lying on the ground like a dead dog, he said coldly: "I'll spare you for now, but all the silver that was deducted from my Rain Bamboo Institute's monthly allowance must be repaid within three days! If you dare to deduct our silver again in the future, I won't forgive you!"

  Wang Heizi lay on the ground, his consciousness finally clearing up a bit. He touched the blood all over his face and the half-mouth of teeth that had been knocked out, and he couldn't help but feel hatred to the extreme.

  He, Wang Heizi, was also a very powerful person in his daily life, used to being arrogant and domineering. Some young masters from the family's collateral branches even had to come to fawn on him. But now, he was beaten into this state by that famous good-for-nothing in the family, losing face completely. How could he accept this?!

  Wang Heizi's eyes turned red, his heart full of malice turning into murderous intent, he couldn't hear Ning Chong's words at all. Suddenly, he sprang up from the ground and let out a fierce roar, actually pulling out a dagger from his waist and charging towards Ning Chong.

  "Be careful!"

  Seeing Wang Heizi's violent outburst and the use of a deadly weapon, which had already crossed the bottom line of fighting, Ning Jing was shocked and immediately spoke up to remind Ning Chong.

  Ning Chong was well-prepared, clearly seeing Wang Heizi's movements. With a clap of his palms, he locked onto Wang Heizi's right arm holding the dagger, and in an instant, his body bent back like a pressed bamboo stick, twisting and turning.

  Wow!

  Wang Heizi was sent flying like a cannonball by Ning Chong's exquisite technique, and then he was thrown out with great force.

  "Ah!"

  With a loud cry, Wang Heizi slammed heavily into the wall of the courtyard, just hitting his head against the wall first. Instantly, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

  Ning Chong's entire movement was smooth and uninterrupted, without any hesitation or dragging. During the movement, his legs were as if rooted to the ground, firmly fixed in place, not moving a single inch.

  Ning Jing's eyes widened, her small mouth agape for half a day. Ning Chong's move was truly too ingenious! Borrowing force to counter force, four ounces moving a thousand pounds! Even she, the acknowledged genius girl of the Ning family, could only see one tiny aspect of his countless ingenious moves!

  However, even with just this little bit, Ning Jing suddenly had an epiphany, and several problems that she had been thinking about but couldn't figure out were instantly solved. She was so happy that she couldn't help but smile. No matter if Ning Chong was a martial arts failure or not, just for this point alone, she would be grateful to him!

  "You damned slave! Not only did you embezzle and abuse your power for personal gain, but you even dared to use a sharp object to kill the young master of the Ning family! How can we possibly let you live?"

  Ning Chong angrily took a few steps forward, raised his foot and aimed at Wang Heizi's neck, ready to stomp down.

  Ning Chong's words suddenly awakened Ning Jing from her joyful state, and she hastily spoke out to stop him: "Wait a minute, Brother Ning Chong!"

  Ning Chong furrowed his brow and turned to look at the girl who had been watching from the side. He only had a faint impression of her, remembering that he had seen her a few times at the family's commendation ceremony, where she was known as a martial arts prodigy in the family... What was her name again? Wasn't it "Ning Jing"?

  Ning Jing walked over and said: "Ning Chong, brother, Wang Heizi deserves to die a thousand deaths, but you can't execute him privately. If you do, then it's you who will be violating the clan rules!"

  Ning Chong listened to Ning Jing's words and thought they made sense, so he asked: "Hmmm... then what should we do? I absolutely won't let that dog slave off the hook again!"

  "Let me take this dog slave to the law enforcement hall, I can see everything clearly on the side and be a witness!"

  Ning raised an eyebrow, looking at Ning Jing with a hint of wariness. He felt that this girl seemed to be overly enthusiastic. This wasn't strange, as he was infamous in his family for being useless. Normally, when his relatives saw him, they would either mock him with cold eyes or laugh and point at him, treating him like an invisible person, keeping their distance.

  But this girl who had almost never seen him before was so enthusiastic that it made Ning Chong somewhat puzzled.

  However, looking carefully at this girl's expression, it was pure and sincere, not like a bad person. Ning Chong thought for a moment and agreed: "Okay, then trouble you."

  The two then dragged Wang Heizi, who was as dead as a dog, into the law enforcement hall.

  There was a quiet witness, and soon Wang Heizi's crime was settled. Wang Heizi was beaten to death with sticks in the law enforcement hall and dragged out by guards to deal with the body.

  When Wang Heizi was killed, Ning Chong and Ning Jing had already left the law enforcement hall. Ning Chong remained silent all the way, only speaking briefly when Ning Jing asked him questions.

  At that time, Ning Jing smiled and said: "Ning Chong, brother, it's settled then. In the future when I come to ask for your guidance on martial arts, you must teach me well!"

  Ning nodded slightly and casually replied: "I wouldn't say guidance, you're more capable than me, maybe it's you who should be guiding me."

  "It's settled then! No backing out, or you're a puppy!"

  Ning Jing smiled again, and a pair of shallow dimples appeared on her delicate face. She waved her hand and said, "Then, Ning Chong, we'll meet again!"

  "Goodbye."

  He waved goodbye and left quietly, turning around and walking away.

  Just a moment after walking away, Ning Jing suddenly shouted from afar: "Right, Ning Chong older brother, you still don't know my name, do you?"

  "Uh..."

  Ning Chong turned his head, and his face couldn't help but flush slightly. After spending some time together, he still wasn't sure of the girl's identity.

  The girl was a bit huffy, waving her small fist in the distance and shouting: "Remember, my name is Ning Jing! The Ning Jing of Ning Jing Zhi Yuan!" After that, she turned around and skipped away.

  Ning Chong casually responded with a "hmm" and continued walking. He didn't take Ning Jing's words to heart, thinking that this little girl was either speaking politely or teasing him.

  Would a person with average martial arts skills ask for guidance from a martial arts good-for-nothing? Especially when the other party is a publicly recognized genius girl.

  So Ning Chong turned around and walked a few steps before putting everything behind him.