Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

Tian Qi had by then come to his senses.

He was overjoyed to see Lin Xian'er immobilize A Fei.

This unexpected change caught everyone off guard.

Ignoring the seriously injured Gongsun Moyun, he grabbed a golden rattan staff and struck A Fei on the head.

Long Xiaoyun also got up from the ground.

Seeing the situation clearly, he didn't even bother to pretend to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and slashed at A Fei with one palm.

I was afraid that if I was even a minute too slow, something unexpected might happen.

Lin Shiyin, who was clinging tightly to Li Xunhuan, was stunned with fear when A Fei repelled the others.

She no longer cared about Li Xunhuan, who had been freed from his restraints; she was only worried about Long Xiaoyun's safety in the arena.

The knife slid from his sleeve into Li Xunhuan's palm, and he immediately wanted to save A Fei first.

But Long Xiaoyun's arrival made it impossible for him to use his sword.

"Big brother, stop right now!"

Aside from trying to stop him, Li Xunhuan, fearing he might accidentally injure Long Xiaoyun, couldn't throw his knife at all.

Regardless of whether Long Xiaoyun was his former lover's husband or his savior, he did not want to hurt him.

Upon hearing the shout to stop him, Tie Chuanjia turned around and looked back.

His eyes immediately widened in shock, as sharp as copper bells.

Zhao Zhengyi was already being pushed to the brink of despair by him.

Now that Afei is in trouble, he bravely takes a knife from Zhao Zhengyi.

We can use this force to counterattack Ah Fei.

His purpose was to use this opportunity to rescue Ah Fei.

Seeing Tie Chuanjia's movements, Li Xunhuan shouted urgently:

"Shanzhong and Shenque acupoints!"

Tie Chuanjia, who had been with Li Xunhuan for many years, immediately understood the meaning behind the words.

He adjusted his posture the instant he bumped into Ah Fei, hitting Ah Fei's two pressure points precisely.

This broke open Afei's pressure points, allowing him to escape the attack range of Long Xiaoyun and Tian Qi.

Lin Xian'er, who was clinging to A Fei, had already run away when she saw the bear-like Tie Chuanjia charging towards her.

Tie Chuanjia replaced A Fei and took the fatal blows from Long Xiaoyun and Tian Qi.

Fortunately, he was protected by "Iron Shirt" armor, so he did not suffer a fatal injury.

But the two men's relentless attacks still managed to shatter the true energy he had gathered.

After swaying twice, Tie Chuanjia's iron-willed body collapsed to the ground with a "thud".

Ah Fei left the spot, and the pressure points on his body had been released.

His brows furrowed, and a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Although anger surged within him, his mind became increasingly calm.

He swung the iron sword in his hand.

As Lin Xian'er was fleeing, she let out a mournful cry.

The flying sword pierced through her delicate chest, pinning her to the snow.

Without turning his head, Afei flashed and appeared in front of Tian Qi, who was closest to him.

Tian Qi felt a blur before his eyes, and there was A Fei standing in front of him.

He was horrified and quickly swung the golden rattan staff in his hand to smash it.

But while the stick was still in the air, his arm holding it ached, and then it drooped limply.

The arm had been broken off.

Then came a piercing pain, which made him break out in a cold sweat and stagger to the ground.

But Ah Fei didn't stop and followed two steps ahead.

Three crisp "click-click-click" sounds.

Just like Long Xiaoyun, Tian Qi could no longer stand up.

It was because his limbs, flesh, and bones were crushed by Ah Fei.

Seeing Tie Chuanjia turn to help A Fei, Zhao Zhengyi intended to continue the pursuit.

But when he saw Ah Fei's clean and efficient attack, he couldn't even lift the knife in his hand.

As Afei slowly approached, Zhao Zhengyi trembled like a leaf.

He wanted to say something harsh, but he couldn't utter a sound.

With a sudden lightness in his hand, the Purple Gold Blade was already in A Fei's grasp.

Then Zhao Zhengyi, like Tian Qi, was unable to stand up.

"This knife is quite sharp, which is good, it'll teach you to suffer less."

Ah Fei said it casually.

If the knife wasn't sharp, Zhao Zhengyi's limbs would likely have suffered the pain of a dull knife piercing his flesh.

Long Xiaoyun forced a smile, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

"Brother Afei is highly skilled in martial arts. He is so young yet has such abilities. He will surely be famous throughout the world in the future."

"Today's events were just a misunderstanding. The brother who was seeking pleasure is my brother. I am truly sorry that I did not prepare a gift for our first meeting."

"There are some family heirlooms of calligraphy and paintings at home. If you don't mind, I'll send someone to find them and give them to you as a token of my apology."

He struck up a conversation with Ah Fei as if they were old friends.

It was as if he himself hadn't been the one who made the move.

Long Xiaoyun's words concealed countless thoughts.

He first flattered Ah Fei, thinking it would definitely have an effect.

Young people just starting out in the world are usually full of enthusiasm and want to make a name for themselves and achieve great things.

If someone genuinely appreciates them and satisfies their ego, they will definitely think more highly of that person.

He then reiterated his relationship with Li Xunhuan, and tried to get closer to A Fei by appealing to his emotions.

Finally, they offered him benefits to lure him in.

This barrage of words, a combination of veiled criticism and direct attack, would have left an ordinary sixteen-year-old feeling lightheaded and smug.

What reassured Long Xiaoyun somewhat was that A Fei seemed to be quite receptive to this.

Afei's face broke into a simple, cheerful smile typical of young people, and he said:

"But even if I kill you, I can still get the calligraphy and paintings."

"In that case, what use is there in keeping you around?"

He smiled, but his voice was so cold it could freeze boiling water instantly.

Then, the smile on Afei's face suddenly disappeared.

He no longer looked at Long Xiaoyun, but instead stroked the blade of the purple-gold sword and said calmly:

"In that case, please, my lord, prepare to die."

An untimely voice appeared, causing Afei to frown.

Li Xunhuan walked over and looked at A-Fei, saying bitterly:

"hooligan……"

He sighed, a deep pain welling up in his chest, as if he were about to cough again.

Li Xunhuan wanted A Fei to spare Long Xiaoyun's family.

But he no longer knew how to persuade her.

Since Ah Fei followed him to Xingyun Manor, it was almost destroyed.

All these changes were caused by Li Xunhuan himself.

His guilt towards Ah Fei had reached its peak.

Seeing Li Xunhuan's expression, Afei naturally understood what he meant.

He glared at him and said:

"You don't need to feel indebted to me; I did it all myself."

"But today, I will not spare Long Xiaoyun, and your begging for mercy will be useless."

Upon hearing this, Li Xunhuan's face turned deathly pale.

He felt as if a piece of charcoal was burning in his chest, and he coughed violently again.

On the other side, Lin Shiyin threw herself on Long Xiaoyun, protecting her precious son with her own body.

She stared intently at the three people, her eyes vacant like those of a soulless corpse.

This sight caused Li Xunhuan excruciating pain, as if his heart were being torn apart.

But he no longer dared to look directly into Ah Fei's eyes.

He said in a hoarse voice:

"Brother Long is actually a very kind person."

"Even if a complete stranger is in danger, he will risk his life to save them without hesitation."

"Shion, she's such a good girl..."

Li Xunhuan tried his best to explain.

"I have wronged them, please spare his life."

"Just consider it as my fault as an unworthy older brother."

Ah Fei looked at him.

This is the kind of man who can smile and say things like, "Life and death are trivial matters... What joy is there in living? What fear is there in dying?"

Now, however, he acts like a child who has done something wrong, blaming himself and begging for forgiveness.