Starting from Tianlong, Wudu Tianxia

At this moment, only the man in black holding the whip remained conscious, but he too fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

He was utterly despondent.

How could things have been reversed so quickly?

His mind was racing. The two of them attacked Gao Yuan from both sides but could not defeat him. The senior brother even fainted and was unconscious.

In a one-on-one situation like this, death is certain!

He disregarded everyone else and decisively channeled his remaining internal energy, charging towards the horse without a care in the world.

Gao Yuan anticipated his thoughts the moment he turned around, hooked the short flute that the white-robed man had dropped with his foot, and mimicked the white-robed man by gripping the end and suddenly exerting force.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."

More than a dozen steel needles shot out from the flute!

The man in black holding the whip fell from the sky, his body pierced by three steel needles, and he trembled violently.

Seeing that only three out of the dozen or so steel needles hit him, Gao Yuan couldn't help but think to himself, "What a pity."

The Heavenly King Heart-Nourishing Needle is unique mainly because it has its own striking posture, internal force, and striking momentum.

For example, if everyone launches the same hidden weapon, Shaolin has its own power techniques, and Kunlun has its own momentum; it cannot be forced.

If the white-robed man were to activate this technique, there would be no need to waste more than a dozen needles; just two needles would be enough to kill him. At the same time, the force and momentum would be even more cunning and powerful.

Unlike Gao Yuan, who just shoots randomly with brute force and whose shots hit or miss is entirely up to fate.

The man wielding the whip was a ruthless fellow. Even after being shot by the Heavenly King's Heart-Nourishing Needle, he dragged his frail body on the ground for a while before finally passing away.

Staring at the corpse on the ground, Xiang Xiong and the others were utterly astonished.

This man is truly formidable. When he gets serious, Zhong Fei is no match for him in three moves. The white-robed man is also exceptionally skilled in martial arts, and no one can stop him.

The two of them tried their best but couldn't move them an inch.

Now he died at the hands of a young man; witnessing it firsthand was far more impactful than hearing tales of the martial world.

Seeing that he had stopped moving, Gao Yuan gripped the short flute and fired another round at the unconscious white-robed man, until all the steel needles inside were gone.

He could release anyone here, except for the three men in white robes.

If they are spared, his possession of profound martial arts techniques will inevitably be exposed.

He might even be mistaken for Ding Laoguai's successor. No matter how things develop, he will become the target of public criticism.

Seeing their three senior brothers perish, the remaining men in black scattered and fled in disarray.

They originally came with their senior brother to bully the weak.

At first, everything went smoothly and effortlessly, just as expected.

Suddenly, one of the "servants" from each family appeared and launched a sneak attack on the eldest brother, and then the Feng brothers were inexplicably defeated again.

The more they fought, the more terrified they became, their hearts filled with a chill.

"De de de"

Then came the sound of horses' hooves.

"Senior Brother Feng is dead, run!"

"retreat!"

"Go and report to the sect leader immediately!"

Gao Yuan turned around and saw that, without him noticing, the remaining men in black had rushed outside, turned their horses around, and fled for their lives on the main road opposite to Bozhou, wishing their horses had two more legs.

Gao Yuan stood still and did not chase after him.

Tonight was fraught with danger; if he hadn't ambushed the man in white, he might not have escaped unscathed.

He didn't want to get involved; according to the normal route, he and the woman and her group wouldn't have run into each other again.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans. The fire that broke out with Yuanshan left them behind, which led to Gao Yuan encountering them again.

Gao Yuan wasn't exactly overly kind-hearted; he had already repaid the woman's kindness by helping them eliminate the two scouts.

But Penglai planned to silence him, and since he was mixed in with the group, he couldn't escape unscathed even if he didn't resist.

"Why"

He sighed inwardly; he had now formed a grudge against Penglai.

But then he thought that his current strength was probably comparable to Ye Hanbing's, barely qualifying him as a third or fourth-rate figure in the martial arts world, so he felt happy again.

If it weren't for the arrival of his elders, he wouldn't be afraid of the others from Penglai.

At worst, I can just lie low for a few years and avoid Penglai. They don't know where I came from, so I shouldn't let the whole martial arts world know.

Unless they've completely lost all sense of shame!

Thinking this way, he felt much more relaxed, and then turned his gaze to the woman.

After a fierce battle, Zhong Fei and the others were all wounded, with only four guards remaining. Most of the other maids and servants were also cut down in the chaos.

Zhong Fei secretly rejoiced when he saw Gao Yuan walking towards them.

They had underestimated the boy, but he did not act aggressively or rudely.

Although they are young, their martial arts skills are far superior to theirs. The martial arts world has never been a world of seniority; those with ability will naturally have a place in the martial arts world.

To be honest, their martial arts skills are only considered... mediocre in the martial arts world.

They wouldn't even be considered by prestigious schools.

The calmest person was Madam He from the Zhu family. Although she was surprised, her strongest emotion was gratitude.

"Young Master Gao, thanks to your help, otherwise we would all have perished under the Penglai Blade."

Zhong Fei bowed deeply, his expression showing a newfound respect, and his address changed from "young man" to "young hero."

"Master Zhong, you flatter me. I am deeply grateful for the clothes and food that Madam gave me. This was just a chance encounter."

He was about to bow in gratitude again when Gao Yuan shook his head.

Gao Yuan, who had been focused on fighting the enemy, hadn't paid attention to their situation. Seeing that Zhong Fei was limping, he asked, "Master Zhong, what happened?"

"To my shame, my knees were bent by the man in black wielding the whip..."

Before Zhong Fei could finish speaking, Gao Yuan had already taken two steps forward and squatted down.

"Help him up."

As soon as Gao Yuan spoke, Xiang Xiong and the remaining guards did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly did as he was told.

They weren't stupid; they could tell at a glance that Gao Yuan was treating Zhong Fei.

"The man in black with the whip, like the man in white robes, had also learned several external martial arts. His whip strike contained techniques for dislocating bones, combining striking and dislocating techniques."

"Fortunately, his move was more about deflecting than striking, and he intended to change the situation, so your kneecap wasn't shattered, it was just dislocated."

When everyone heard Gao Yuan speak eloquently and then looked at the boy, their expressions changed again.

Many people exchanged glances, surprised with each other.

The young man...

At such a young age, he was able to fight against all the disciples of Penglai!

He also seemed to have some knowledge of medicine. He said he came from Xuzhou. How come there was such a young man in Xuzhou? I've never heard of him before.

Then, recalling his earlier claim that he was penniless and had gone to Bozhou to find work, I began to doubt him.

Without the guidance of a master, how could someone so young possess such martial arts skills?

But the boy had saved their lives, and since he was unwilling to reveal his background, they didn't want to ask him for details.

"The art of bone dislocation originated from Shaolin. It involves precise control of the human joints and striking the bone gaps to subdue the enemy. The art of bone dislocation includes both dislocation and upper body techniques. The techniques include gripping and dislocation, while the upper body techniques include pushing and kneading."

Gao Yuan recalled the "Correct Explanation of Bone Unloading" that Fan Bailing had obtained from Xue Muhua.

He dragged Zhong Fei's thigh with his left hand, bent his right knee down, pressed his thumb against the dislocated bone, and said calmly, "Bear with it!"

Before anyone could react, there was a sharp "crack" as Gao Yuan exerted force in his wrist, twisting and turning the dislocated bone back into place.

Zhong Fei cried out in pain, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

"The bone joints have just returned to their original position, but the bone surface is slightly shattered, so it will take at least six months to recover."

"Thank you so much for your help, young hero!"

Gao Yuan smiled slightly, then stared at the bloodstains on his clothes, as if talking to himself: "Penglai truly lives up to its reputation as the main gate of the North. The disciples within its gates possess such broad knowledge of martial arts, and can even integrate and use several different martial arts techniques."