The person looked familiar, the dart even more so; after a moment's thought, Chen Zikun suddenly realized that this big girl in front of him was the mysterious dart-thrower who had saved him at the Ma family mansion, and it was also she who had sent him that bag of silver. It turned out he owed her a great favor, but this wasn't the time to discuss friendship.

  "Heh heh, big girl, are you going to compare or what?" Chen Zikun tossed the two guns to Xue Pingshu and rolled up his sleeves.

  "Hmm, just what I had in mind." Xia Xiaoqing's eyes gleamed with a fierce light as the two locked gazes, their feet began to circle, each searching for an opening, the surroundings fell silent.

  They've walked around each other twice and still haven't made a move. Someone got impatient and shouted: "You've sized each other up, are you going to fight or not?"

  The speaker is Yan Zhiyong's junior fellow apprentice. They were already dissatisfied in their hearts, thinking that Yu Deshun was not being considerate. Since they had labored the brothers of Qitian Wuguan, why did they have to invite two outsiders? Even if they were invited, it would be enough, but instead, she dragged them into a big mess. The brothers just made a joke with her and she started fighting, which was already bad enough. When they arrived at the destination, she actually took the lead in showing off, completely disregarding the people of Qitian Wuguan.

  Xia Xiaoqing turned her head and shouted loudly: "What are you yelling about? Watch closely as the lady takes action!"

  As soon as the words fell, he rushed towards Chen Zikun like a strong wind, and the two of them immediately got into a fight. A flurry of fists and feet, clothes fluttering, the action was so fast it was hard to keep up with. From the entrance, they fought all the way into the courtyard, a crowd following behind, lining up along the wall, clearing out a large space for the two to exchange blows.

  As soon as the master made a move, it was clear whether he had any skills or not. Chen Zikong was secretly shocked in his heart. This big girl's kung fu was really beautiful and couldn't be achieved without more than ten years of hard practice. However, women are still women, with agility and speed to spare, but lacking in strength.

  Xia Xiaoqing also secretly admired Chen Zikong's kung fu, which was indeed impressive. No wonder Yu Zhankui lost to him. If she hadn't been training with her father since childhood and had a solid foundation, and recently became a disciple of Du Xinwu, receiving guidance from a master and making great progress, she might not have been able to defeat this young man.

  The two men were evenly matched, and the force of their punches and kicks was greatly reduced. What had been a life-or-death struggle became a test of martial skills, with each move carefully controlled. The exchange of blows was swift and intricate, like a beautiful flower arrangement, dazzling to the untrained eyes of Yu De-shun and Xue Ping-shun. But to the experienced eyes of the people at the Qi Tian Wu Guan, it was nothing special.

  Everyone is a martial artist, no one can tolerate being deceived, it seems that this big girl is eating inside and peeling outside, running here to pretend to fight, at the time someone couldn't help but shout: "Little **, where's your husband?"

  This sentence scolded a bit too much, Xia Xiaoqing immediately stopped her hand and stared at the Wuguan people fiercely, "Who said it, come out!"

  A big Han wrapped his arms around his chest, raised an eyebrow and said coldly: "What did grandpa say? Are you going to bite me?"

  Xia Xiaoqing raised her hand, and with a "slap", the big man's face was slapped hard, his mouth full of blood, half of his front teeth were knocked out. Fortunately, it was just a flying locust stone, if it had been a golden needle dart, he might have had to drink water through his cheek from then on.

  It's all settled, they've seen blood, the Qi Tian Wu Guan gang is eager to pounce, and Yu De Shun is almost in tears. What a mess! The main issue hasn't been resolved, but their own people are already fighting each other.

  "Yan Ge, say something!" He begged Yan Zhiyong pitifully, but Yan Zhiyong was also furious in his heart and coldly ignored him.

  Just as they were about to start fighting, a loud voice shouted: "All of you, stop in your tracks!"

  Everyone turned around and saw that it was their master Yu Zhan Kui who had arrived.

  The reinforcements have arrived, and the disciples naturally retreated, but they were still on high alert, with a strong killing intent, and the nine-section whip in their waist was revealed.

  Yu Zhankui glanced around, nodded slightly to Yu Deshun, and saw that his beloved apprentice had blood on the corner of his mouth. He thought for a moment, then asked calmly: "Who did it?"

  The voice is not loud, but full of domineering air.

  Xia Xiaoqing didn't fear him at all and said loudly: "He was rude, I just taught him a lesson."

  Yu Zhankui sized up Xia Xiaoqing, taking her for someone on Chen Zikun's side. His face turned red with rage as he shouted: "You dare to hit people from the Qitian Martial Arts Academy? You're really bold!"

  "What's wrong with the Qitian Martial Arts Hall, you're not clean in your mouth and need to be taught a lesson." Xia Xiaoqing rolled her eyes and said with a bad tone, obviously not taking Yu Zhan Kui seriously.

  Yu Zhan Kui came today to avenge his previous defeat. Last time, he was defeated by Chen Zi Kun in a confusing manner. After returning, he thought about it for a long time and believed that he lost due to underestimating the enemy, which made him feel stifled. So when Yan Zhi Yong told him about the situation with Wang seeking help, he immediately decided to take action and assist.

  It's been a few days since I've seen him, and Chen Zikun has already added someone to his side. Looking at this girl's skills and courage, she should be a match for Chen Zikun.

  "Alright, you two come together!" Yu Zhan Kui said, and with a twist of his body, he rushed towards Xia Xiao Qing. He attacked her must-guard position, this was a strategic move, attacking the wife, making the husband anxious, when anxious, his feet would get tangled, and once his feet got tangled, he would lose. So although he rushed towards Xia Xiao Qing, in fact, he was still defending against Chen Zi Kun's side.

  Ke Yuncai guessed wrong, Xia Xiaoqing was not Chen Zikun's wife at all, she also came to help Yu Deshun, in terms of affection and reason, Chen Zikun had no reason to take action, so he didn't move a single hair, instead, he hugged his arms with great interest and watched the commotion.

  Xia Xiaoqing panicked, although she had practiced her skills for many years, but actual combat experience was scarce, especially when facing a master like Yu Zhongjiu who had been through many battles and had an overwhelming presence. With just one swift move of his arm, Xia Xiaoqing's footing became disordered.

  Yu Zhan Kui was about to take Xia Xiao Qing when someone suddenly jumped out from his own camp and grabbed Yu's fist. The person looked pale, not very tall or sturdy, wearing a plain cotton robe that wouldn't stand out on the street. Yet this ordinary-looking person managed to pin down Yu Zhan Kui, the master of Qi Tian Wu Guan, who had once been unbeatable in Beijing.

  "Who is this person!" Yu Zhan Kui's heart was greatly shocked, even Chen Zi Kun couldn't clench his own fist, this person's martial arts skills are not shallow.

  "Dad." Xia Xiaoqing shouted out loud.

  "Master Yu, my little girl was rude, I'll apologize on her behalf. You're a magnanimous person, don't lower yourself to her level." Xia Shifu said politely, but still gripping Yu Zhan Kui's fist, the father of his daughter, mischievous as she may be, wouldn't tolerate outsiders teaching her a lesson.

  Yu Zhankui's face was somewhat unbearable, having been defeated by Chen Zikong and also being dismissed. Now he was again being controlled by an unknown man, and still using this kind of talk to mock himself. It was truly intolerable. He suddenly exerted his strength, with a force like a thousand pounds moving mountains and seas, as if entering the ocean like a mud cow. But Xia Shifu's expression didn't change, calm and composed.

  It's over! The disciples of the Qitian Martial Arts Hall were all wide-eyed, today was supposed to be a bad day for Chen Zikun, but unexpectedly, two Cheng Yaoguang appeared halfway, what kind of show is Yu Deshun putting on, is he really trying to make things difficult for us or what?

  The two men were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand. Slowly but surely, a layer of mist began to rise from Yu Zhankui's head, while beads of sweat appeared on Xia Shifu's forehead. Xia Xiaoqing knew that her father was still recovering from his illness, and her heart couldn't help but feel anxious.

  Yu Zhankui could feel that the opponent's energy was gradually weakening, and he couldn't help but sneer, his internal strength pouring out continuously. Today, he must regain face, if not kill this man, at least cripple him.

  Xia Shifu couldn't hold on any longer, and it was hard to get off the tiger's back. Suddenly, someone floated over and lightly tapped the two men's wrists, causing Yu Zhan Kui and Xia Shifu's entwined hands to separate instantly.

  "Spare an old man's face and stop hitting." It was a thin, unremarkable-looking old man who spoke in a tone that brooked no argument.

  Yu Zhan Kui was secretly shocked in his heart. How could one master after another emerge? When he used to fight all over Beijing, why didn't these people show up?

  "Who the hell are you?!" a disciple of the martial arts hall shouted back.

  The old man was about to speak when a commotion broke out outside, and Ma Lao Wu led a team of patrolmen who arrived just in time. The Ma family had a deep grudge against Chen Zi Kun, and they had been looking for an opportunity to get revenge. Coincidentally, they stumbled upon this matter with Wang, which was perfect for dealing with the Ziguang Car Factory. They directly charged them with the crime of gathering to fight, arrested all the carters, and let you go drink the northwest wind! Good job, it's useful!

  The police officers wielded their batons and shouted at everyone on the scene: "Stand still, don't move."

  Officer Ma, dressed in a crisp uniform with a holstered pistol at his waist, arrived on the scene with an air of authority. He looked around and shouted loudly: "Gathering to fight, what kind of behavior is this? Take all of you away!"

  Yu Zhàn Kuí didn't make a sound, he knew that Ma Lao Wu wasn't coming for him, even if they took the martial arts students away it was just for show, they would let them go soon after. But those guys from the Purple Light Car Factory weren't so lucky, they would definitely be detained for ten days or half a month, and in the end, the factory would be forced to close down, only then could the Ma family vent their anger.

  The police were about to make an arrest, when the thin old man spoke up: "Officer, we are here to make friends through martial arts, what right do you have to make arrests? Is this how Wu Bingxian taught you to do things?"

  Ma Lao Wu was taken aback, who is this, mentioning the name of the police chief as soon as he opened his mouth, not simple at all.

  "Who are you?" Ma Lao Wu spoke cautiously, Beijing city hid dragons and crouched tigers, pointing to the fact that one might run into someone who couldn't be trifled with.

  "My name is Du Xinwu," said the old man.

  Everyone's face changed color, Du Xinwu, the great hero of the north and south!

  Ma Lao Wu's face changed the fastest, and he immediately smiled and said: "Du Daxia, I didn't know it was you who arrived. Sorry, please forgive me for disturbing you. Brothers, withdraw!"

  The police officers all left with a "hush", and Officer Ma backed out, nodding his head and bowing. Du Xinwu was no ordinary martial artist; not only was he highly skilled in combat, but he was also a pioneer of the revolution, having served as bodyguard to Sun Yat-sen and Song Jiaoren, and held positions in both the Nanjing Provisional Government and the Beiyang Government. Although he had long since retired from politics, his reputation still commanded great respect; even Police Chief Wu Bingxiang would have to address him with deference as "Mr. Du".

  Yu Zhan Kui suddenly realized, no wonder he was so formidable. It turned out that Du Xin Wu had arrived. Although he was arrogant and domineering, he wasn't someone who looked down on everything. He knew that whether it was his martial arts status or skills, he was far inferior to the great heroes of the north and south. Since the other side had even invited Du Xin Wu, there was no point in continuing this fight.

  "Du Daxia, I've long admired you. Let's meet again another day, farewell." Yu Zhan Kui bowed his hand and led the people from Qitian Martial Arts Institute to withdraw.

  In the yard, only the carters of the Zi Guang Cart Factory and the workers of the fertilizer factory were left, as well as Du Xinwu and the Xia family father and daughter. A group of people stared at each other with wide eyes, until Chen Zikun asked: "Fertilizer King, are you going to fight or not?"

  What a mess! The Xia father and daughter suddenly switched sides, and then Du Xinwu appeared, scaring away Yu Zhan Kui and Ma Xun Guan. Yu De Shun was so frustrated that he couldn't speak, and with a sad face said: "Gentlemen, I'm sorry to trouble you, goodbye."

  A group of men with dirty faces slunk away.

  The commotion subsided and the rickshaw men went their separate ways, pulling their vehicles to work, and the courtyard returned to calm.

  Chen Zikong clasped his hands and said, "We're not unfamiliar with each other, please come in and sit down. Du Xiake, last time you came to visit, I didn't have a chance to return the courtesy, I'm truly sorry."

  Du Xinwu smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, we are old friends now."

  "Old friend?" Chen Zikun was taken aback.

  "Ten years ago, you and I had a brief encounter." Du Xinwu said.