Playing with fantasy beasts in the martial arts world

Chapter 27: Another Paru Acquired
The world of martial arts has never been about warmth.

Sixteen years later, when Yang Guo reappeared as the Condor Hero, he resolved the conflict with the Western Hill Demons, eased the tension between the Demons and the Ten Thousand Beasts Manor, and even showed kindness to the Ten Thousand Beasts Manor, winning unanimous praise. The fundamental reason for this was his own strength.

Because he is powerful, even the bad people he encounters become 'good people'.

Although Cha Nan had two hunting wolves by his side, given his own strength and reputation in the martial arts world, it was more like he was guilty of possessing a treasure.

Don't listen to what Uncle Shi says, like sending Cha Nan to sit in the sixth seat at the Ten Thousand Beasts Manor.

The Manor of Ten Thousand Beasts is not a bandit's den, nor is it a gathering place for the heroes of Liangshan.

It is a special martial arts sect that exists in the form of a family. Cha Nan joined it and was said to be the sixth in command, but in reality, he just became someone else's lackey.
You might not get a significant discount, but you'll definitely have to pay the entry fee.

Once he's been completely devoured, some random "accident" could cost him his sixth-place position at the Ten Thousand Beasts Manor.

At this moment, Guo Fu hadn't fully grasped the meaning yet, but Cha Nan knew perfectly well that if Fang Dongbai could be summoned into the team right now, he would have released this formidable figure directly to let these guys experience the power of the Eight-Armed Divine Sword.

Yun Zhonghe is no good; he can't fight tough battles when he encounters a tough opponent.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master Shi! My brother Cha is already my father's chosen disciple, a position reserved for him to carry on the mantle. It's not that I look down on the Ten Thousand Beasts Manor, but I'm simply too busy!" Guo Xiang said at this moment.

When Big-Headed Ghost saw Guo Xiang step forward, although he hadn't figured out the connection between Cha Nan and Guo Xiang, he was worried that Guo Xiang would be at a disadvantage, so he deliberately added, "This is the second young lady of the Guo Jing family, the great hero!"

As expected, all five masters of the Ten Thousand Beasts Manor frowned and looked at each other, their hand gestures that had been urging the beasts to pounce fiercely also stopped inside their sleeves.

There are quite a few people gathered here. If it really is Guo Jing's daughter and disciple here, and they acted too ruthlessly, Guo Jing and his wife might come looking for them.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Manor is not like the wandering ghosts of Xishan Cave. They have a foundation and a base, and belong to the class of people with stable property. No matter how fierce they are, they will compromise quickly once they have something to fear.

"Fine! For the sake of Master Guo, you can cut off your own arm, leave these two wolves behind, and then you can leave!" Shi Jiqiang said to Cha Nan.

Cha Nan remained expressionless, secretly holding a Paluk ball, and glanced at Shi Shugang in the crowd.

He is both the true head of the Ten Thousand Beasts Manor and suffering from internal injuries, so his condition is certainly not complete.

As expected, in the test of the Palu Ball, Shi Shugang, who was the best in martial arts among the five manor owners, had the highest capture rate, reaching 33.6%, which was already a level worth trying.

"Xiang'er! Go and help Brother Polu over here."

As he spoke, Cha Nan said to Shi Shugang, "This time I admit defeat. You can have the wolf, but... you have to protect us from these bastards from Xishan."

The big-headed ghost's goodwill towards Guo Xiang does not represent the entire group of ghosts in the Western Hills.

These unorthodox and unorthodox sects are clearly mostly not good people.

The feud between the Demon God and Yang Guo stemmed from the Demon God's forced marriage to his third concubine. After using sweet words to keep her, he quickly married a fourth concubine. This cunning and fickle behavior angered Yang Guo, who then cut off both of his ears.

However, this fellow was clearly also quite skilled with women. When Yang Guo wanted to kill him, his wife and several concubines pleaded for him, saying that if he was to kill him, they should be killed first. This stopped Yang Guo, and only then did the duel at Daomaping take place.

"Alright! As long as you know what's good for you, you can leave on your own!" Shi Jiqiang said, a look of joy already appearing on his face. He clearly felt that it was perfect that the two extraordinary hunting wolves were about to fall into his hands.

The only pity is that we didn't find a way to train wild beasts to cultivate internal energy.

Perhaps that was Guo Daxia's closely guarded secret, and they dared not covet it anymore.

"Wait! Wait!"

"When did it become your place to decide this matter for us?" said the woman in the red dress from the Western Mountain Cave of Ghosts.

This woman was the "pretty ghost" of the Western Mountain Ghost Clan, and had always served as their strategist. Her words at this moment essentially represented the attitude of the Western Mountain Ghost Clan.

Some people roam the underworld for a living, some for power and wealth, but some just for face.

Clearly, the demons of Xishan value their reputation extremely highly; they would risk their lives for it.

White-browed Mountain Lord Shi Bowei impatiently shouted, "What's the point of saying anything more now that things have come to this? Not a single ghost from the Western Mountain Cave can survive."

He had been holding back his anger for a long time. He was anxious because the Nine-Tailed Fox had escaped and he was unable to save his third brother. He was also forced to release the junior who had provoked them because of Guo Jing's reputation and pressure. Now that he saw that the Ghosts of Xishan still dared to be unforgiving, he was determined to kill them!
He roared loudly and pounced on the long-bearded ghost with his bare hands, his fists forming tiger claws. Before he arrived, the wind came first, and even a fierce tiger could not match his power.

With a swift step, the long-bearded ghost retreated about ten feet to the left, and with a whoosh, a long weapon swept horizontally towards Spearman.

Spearman extended his tiger claws and grasped the end of a long weapon in his hand; it turned out to be a steel staff as thick as an egg.

Before he could even clench his fist, he suddenly felt a heat in his arm. He quickly let go and used his left palm to deflect the steel staff. If he hadn't reacted quickly, the staff would have struck his chest.

Not daring to be careless, he brandished his weapon with a clang, and it turned out to be a pair of tiger-head hooks.

The right hook weighed eighteen pounds and the left hook weighed seventeen pounds. They were extremely heavy and powerful weapons. The two hooks turned into two yellow lights and fought fiercely with the long-bearded ghost's steel staff.

At this moment, Guan Jianzi Shi Zhongmeng, wielding a rotten silver-plated steel pipe, fought against two opponents: the Death-Chasing Ghost's Earth-Hall Knife and the Mourning Ghost's Chain Spear.

The mighty Shi Jiqiang clashed with the long rope in the hands of the old woman who had hanged herself. Although he was incredibly strong, the rope was soft and yielding to no force. Despite his continuous roars, he was powerless to use his superhuman strength.

Shi Mengjie, the Eight-Handed Immortal Monkey, was up against Big-Headed Ghost, who wielded an octagonal copper hammer.

Seeing that Shi Mengjie's Judge's Double Pens were incredibly skillful, Big Head Ghost was having trouble keeping up, so the pretty ghost in red clothes and red skirt stepped forward to help him with her knife.

In the snow, ten people were divided into four groups and fought fiercely. The snow fell heavily, and it was difficult to determine the winner for a while.

But this is only temporary. If all the beasts lined up around them roared in at once, the Ghost of the Western Mountain Cave would truly become a dead ghost in an instant!
In the martial arts world, skilled practitioners who have mastered both internal and external martial arts can easily fight tigers and wolves, but when they encounter a large group of ferocious beasts, unless they are innate masters, they must flee for their lives.

In the chaos, Cha Nan pulled Guo Xiang and Guo Polu to his side, put them on the back of the wolf brother, and let them go first. Then he rode on the wolf brother himself and put Guo Fu back into the team list.

Previously, Guo Xiang had taken him riding wolves and had taught him most of the basic riding skills. With the wolf's cooperation, Cha Nan was not jostled off its back.

Transforming into a gust of wind, Cha Nan swept through the crowd and shouted, "Watch out for hidden weapons!"

Everyone was shocked. Shi Shugang raised his palm to block first, and with a sweep of his sleeve, he was met with a mud slingshot from the wolf hunter.

This skill is not very damaging, but it does provide some visual obstruction.

Cha Nan then threw the Parul ball towards Shi Shugang's feet.

When ordinary people throw concealed weapons, they aim for vital areas such as the chest, throat, brow, and eyeballs. At the very least, they might aim for the groin. Very few people would attack the feet.

Because unless you're dealing with an opponent skilled in light footwork, even if such a throwing weapon injures the opponent, if it hits their foot, the damage is insufficient.

Of course, Uncle Shi was an old hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that what was being thrown was actually a blue ball. Although he didn't know what its destructive power was, he put all his internal strength into his feet and kicked out to send the ball flying.

However, he did not expect that the moment this thing came into contact with his body, it would begin to determine the probability of capture.

The percentage soared, paused briefly at 90%, and then reached 100% without incident.

Cha Nan, disregarding his joy, rode his wolf-hunting horse forward, letting it pick up the fallen Paru ball, before charging into the nearby herd of beasts.

(End of this chapter)