Urban Martial Saint

When the lights in the room went out, Netherworld Scholar had been on alert. Seeing two shadows rushing toward the window, a cold smile flashed across his lips as he leaped toward the window.

However, when he reached the window, he was shocked to discover there was nobody there. The two shadows had seemingly disappeared into thin air, leaving the place completely empty. Instead, because of his vigorous leap and the absence of anyone in front, he nearly flew out the window himself.

Fortunately, he managed to stop in time. Hurriedly turning his head, he noticed that two shadows had already run out through the door.

"Where do you think you're going!" Netherworld Scholar roared, rushing toward the doorway to chase them.

At that moment, Mad Dog and a few others were coming over. Seeing Netherworld Scholar covered in blood and running out, they were greatly surprised and shouted, "Hey, what's happening?"

Netherworld Scholar completely ignored him, sprinting towards the staircase. Mad Dog tried to grab him but was knocked down with a punch, and the others were no match to stop him either.

Reaching the staircase, there was not a soul in sight. Netherworld Scholar was even more astonished. After a moment of silence, he immediately ran back to the office and turned on the light at the door. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NovᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet

The office was empty except for Old Wang Ba, who was still standing there looking puzzled, unaware of what had happened. Netherworld Scholar furrowed his brow, pondering in the office for a moment, then suddenly turned and ran to the window, jumping out from there.

He was well aware that the tricks of Netherworld Taoist were formidable, blurring the lines between illusion and reality, making it hard to distinguish. Therefore, he simply picked a location to pursue, perhaps he could still catch up with the two.

Old Wang Ba rushed to the window to look, only to see Netherworld Scholar already far away, looking around haphazardly, evidently also without any clear target.

Seeing Netherworld Scholar vanish into the distance, Old Wang Ba then turned around and said, "Alright, he's gone, come out!"

With a puff sound, the wall next to them suddenly shook, and from behind the wall emerged Netherworld Taoist and Ye Qing. Just then, Mad Dog ran in from the doorway, his eyes widening in astonishment, unable to understand how there could be people hiding behind the wall.

Fortuitously, at that moment, Netherworld Taoist turned around and pulled down the piece of the wall, which turned out to be a curtain that looked just like the wall. Hung there, it had a deceivingly real effect. If he hadn't pulled the curtain away, even people standing right next to it wouldn't have realized it was just a curtain.

At the moment the lights went out, Netherworld Taoist swiftly hung the curtain and hid Ye Qing behind it. Then, using four fake shadows, they confusingly led Netherworld Scholar in the wrong direction. Netherworld Scholar, being rather urgent, assumed Netherworld Taoist wouldn't dare to hide Ye Qing in this room, so he didn't inspect carefully and directly ran out chasing, thus allowing Ye Qing to escape this danger.

Netherworld Taoist said gravely, "Netherworld Scholar's reckless manner leaves no room for retreat. We must hurry and take Ye Qing to the tea house to have Cui Panguan settle this matter, otherwise it will always be a calamity looming over us!"

Old Wang Ba nodded his head, and together with Netherworld Taoist, they supported Ye Qing downstairs. Mad Dog followed behind, driving the three directly to the tea house.

However, just as their car exited the parking lot, someone abruptly blocked their vehicle in front, it was Netherworld Scholar.

"Humph, did you really think those little tricks could deceive me?" Netherworld Scholar sneered, "I knew you wouldn't just run off like that, so I've been waiting right here at the parking lot exit. You won't escape. Netherworld Taoist, Old Wang Ba, you two actually dare to meddle in my affairs. After I kill this kid, I'll settle the score with you two!"

Mad Dog clenched his teeth and without another word, stepped on the accelerator and sped towards Netherworld Scholar.

"Damn it, don't play like this!" Old Wang Ba exclaimed in urgency, "This won't work!"

As he spoke, the vehicle was already charging towards Netherworld Scholar. Netherworld Scholar, with swift movements, sidestepped and grabbed the car body, leaping onto the roof.

Mad Dog immediately turned the vehicle around, steering the wheel back and forth, attempting to shake Netherworld Scholar off. But Netherworld Scholar seemed as though he was glued to the roof, unable to be thrown off.

With a sneer, Netherworld Scholar pulled out his folding fan, forcefully smashing the sunroof. He reached inside, grabbing straight for Ye Qing.

Netherworld Taoist stretched out his hand to block, but was sent reeling back by a palm strike from Netherworld Scholar. Old Wang Ba had no fighting power either, and just as he was about to capture Ye Qing, a car suddenly charged at high speed and slammed into their car.

Even though Netherworld Scholar was powerful, such a violent shake destabilized him, and he was thrown off from the top of the car.

The people inside the car were also shaken up, and Mad Dog was somewhat dazed, utterly confused about what had happened. At that moment, a stunningly beautiful face appeared from the car that had crashed into them, and a cold voice said, "Drive, go!"

Mad Dog had never seen such a gorgeous woman before, and at the sight of her face, he shivered involuntarily. Her words sounded like a command he couldn't think to disobey, so he immediately stepped on the gas pedal and drove away.

The car didn't leave however, the door opened, and a stunningly beautiful woman stepped out—it was East State Poisonous Praying Mantis, Huangfu Ziyu.

Since parting ways with Ye Qing, Huangfu Ziyu had actually stayed in Shenchuan City and had not left. The battle between Sha Men and the Shen Family was something she had been waiting for a long time, so she stayed to wait for the right moment.

She hadn't wanted to meet Ye Qing, but nevertheless, she had sent people to keep an eye on him. She knew about the noon encounter between Ye Qing and Netherworld Scholar, and she was quite worried about Ye Qing's situation. By evening, she could no longer hold back and rushed over to see how Ye Qing was. To her surprise, she arrived just in time to rescue him!

Netherworld Scholar got up from the ground, wiped the blood from his face, and saw Mad Dog driving far away. His expression turned icy cold, and as he sharply turned his head and was about to explode in anger, he was completely stunned.

There stood Huangfu Ziyu not far in front of him, her stunning beauty like a flash of lightning, instantly illuminating the dark street. Her proud posture seemed as if the whole world lay beneath her feet. This woman's beauty was breathtaking, and her pride was equally suffocating!

Netherworld Scholar stared at Huangfu Ziyu for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter, "Perfect, lost a sesame seed but got a watermelon. Couldn't kill that lad, but seeing a world-class beauty like you, I'm already making a fortune!"

As he spoke, Netherworld Scholar slowly wiped the blood from his face, gently flicked his hair, and put on what he thought was his most handsome smile, then leisurely walked towards Huangfu Ziyu.

"You must be Huangfu Ziyu," Netherworld Scholar said with a light smile, "I've long heard of your esteemed name, the tales of your unmatched beauty. I never believed those words. In my life, I've seen too many beautiful women. But after seeing you, I truly understand what real beauty is. Compared to you, all the other girls I've seen can only count as nothing but ugly ducks."

While speaking, Netherworld Scholar had already approached Huangfu Ziyu. He slowly bent down, posed gracefully, and extended his hand softly, "Miss Huangfu, has anyone ever told you that your beauty can be deadly? The moment I saw you, my life became yours!"

Netherworld Scholar's strength might not be the strongest, but his skills in seducing women were definitely second to none. He had spent his life flirting and philandering, mastering the art of dealing with women. Additionally, his handsome appearance made him nearly irresistible to any woman. Thus, he was confident, even arrogant, believing he could win over Huangfu Ziyu in no time.

Huangfu Ziyu watched Netherworld Scholar, suddenly covered her mouth with a light laugh, and swayed her hips slightly. When she was not smiling, she exuded an elegant beauty. Once she smiled, however, it turned into a seductive charm, leaving Netherworld Scholar completely captivated. He was also very excited inside because Huangfu Ziyu's laughter meant that she was attracted to him.

Netherworld Scholar inwardly chuckled, thinking to himself about how insignificant the East State Poisonous Mantis and the last orphan of the Huangfu family were—just a few words could win her over. He Qinghua, you're definitely going to lose this time!

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Netherworld Scholar reached out to grab Huangfu Ziyu's delicate hand, thinking the timing was perfect.

However, just as his hand was about to touch Huangfu Ziyu's, her hand moved as well. Her right hand flicked, and a blade of cold light burst forth from her palm, directly stabbing towards Netherworld Scholar's hand.

As formidable as Netherworld Scholar was, Huangfu Ziyu wasn't weak either. Moreover, there was an element of surprise in Huangfu Ziyu's attack. Netherworld Scholar couldn't dodge in time and was stabbed by the cold light.

The intense pain made Netherworld Scholar grunt, and he hurriedly tried to retreat, but it was too late. Having landed her strike, Huangfu Ziyu immediately stepped forward, her left hand forming a fist, and punched towards Netherworld Scholar's chest. However, the punch stopped abruptly one inch from his chest and didn't continue.

Netherworld Scholar hesitated for a moment, but during this moment of hesitation, Huangfu Ziyu's punch suddenly drove forward, striking Netherworld Scholar's chest. Despite the short distance of only an inch, the punch's power was terrifying. Netherworld Scholar was sent reeling back three steps, his chest heaving and nearly vomiting blood.

"Wing Chun Inch Punch!" Netherworld Scholar gritted his teeth, only then realizing his carelessness. Huangfu Ziyu's strength was definitely above his. This move, the Wing Chun Inch Punch, was nothing short of miraculous. If Huangfu Ziyu had used even more force, he would have certainly suffered severe internal injuries!