In March, the spring breeze brushed the willows.
Within Fushan County of the Xuanjing region, this should originally have been a peaceful, tranquil place.
Yet now, large groups of men were fighting desperately in the streets.
On one side were government men dressed in official soldiers' uniforms; on the other were fewer men in gray clothes with blue waistbands.
Each of those gray-clothed, blue-waistbanded men had a stylized "Decision" embroidered on his arm.
They were one of the less conspicuous mid-level forces in Xuanjing—Decision Hall.
Decision Hall itself was not considered a particularly powerful force, but it possessed a sufficiently powerful Hall Master.
Or rather, its nominal Hall Master—Sun Zhu.
Sun Zhu was exceptionally gifted. As a child, he practiced a martial arts booklet casually bought from the roadside and somehow pushed a damaged Huoshan Fist Style to its utmost limit.
Later, he became the disciple of Yu Huoshan, a martial master within the county, and devoted himself to martial arts. Twenty years later, he entered Force Training in one stroke. Afterward, he cultivated alone, frequently entering the mountains to train bitterly and hunt, battling exotic beasts. From those beasts, he learned special techniques, refined the Huoshan Fist Style, and elevated it.
At thirty-eight, Sun Zhu broke through again and entered Bone Forging. Later, because his second foundation was unstable, he stabilized after breaking into Organ Refining.
Now in his early fifties, every skill he possessed had long been honed to the point where there was neither increase nor decrease.
Blood flowed through the streets like streams as Decision Hall members fell one after another.
Compared with the numerous official soldiers, they were not individually outstanding in strength and had little coordination. Once more than half had been killed or wounded, most of Decision Hall's remaining members finally began kneeling