From the Jianghu, Grinding My Way to Martial Dao True Monarch
Chapter 47

Too Weak!

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"Who?!"

"Impudent! Who dares trespass in my West Hall?"

"Bold!"

In an instant, the ruffians in the gambling house slammed their tables and rose, looking in shock and anger at the tall figure standing at the entrance, whose form was obscured by the rising dust.

The tall figure wore azure clothes and kept his head lowered, most of his face hidden beneath a bamboo hat. Only his chin, covered in sparse stubble, was visible.

"Filthy and chaotic."

Fang Xuan looked up. The entire gambling house wasn't very large. Besides a gambling table in the center, there was nothing else.

Apart from three or four gamblers dressed in fine silk and satin who were still playing pai gow, the entire gambling house was only occupied by twenty to thirty ruffians responsible for watching the place.

"Grab your weapons!"

"You've come to cause trouble in our West Hall? Didn't you bother to find out whose territory this is!"

"Kill him!"

In an instant, the West Hall ruffians drew ring-hilted long sabers from under the gambling tables and charged towards Fang Xuan.

Cold light flashed, and roars echoed.

Two burly ruffians were the first to arrive, simultaneously swinging their sabers at Fang Xuan.

"Die!" Their eyes were filled with ferocity.

Bang—!

Before the sabers could fall, two large hands instantly transformed into fists and smashed forward. The terrifying power even caused the air to crackle like an explosion!

In an instant, these fists struck the faces of the two charging ruffians.

The two ruffians instantly looked as if they had been struck by a giant hammer. Their faces caved into their heads, their back skulls exploded violently, and they were sent flying backward, their backs slamming against a wall!

The next moment.

The heads of the two ruffians exploded like watermelons, blood splattering all over the wall. Their headless bodies slowly slid down the wall, like the trunks of plum trees, kneeling before the wall.

In an instant, the entire gambling house fell into an eerie silence.

The gamblers stared at this scene with stunned expressions, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Intense fear, like an invisible hand, squeezed their hearts, rendering them unable to make a sound.

You have caused the opponent to feel intense fear, Crimson King Eyes progress +0.2 You have caused the opponent to feel extreme fear, Crimson King Eyes progress +0.3 You have caused the opponent to feel intense fear, Crimson King Eyes progress +0.2

Lines of small text, like splashed ink in a landscape painting, flashed before Fang Xuan's eyes.

Fang Xuan extended a large hand and gripped the head of a West Hall ruffian with his five fingers.

His thick, well-defined fingers slowly and steadily began to exert force.

Crack, crack, crack!

Sounds of skulls shattering echoed from Fang Xuan's fingertips.

"From now on, quietly accept the fear."

Fang Xuan raised his head and stepped forward.

Bang—!

In an instant, a flower watered by blood and fear slowly bloomed throughout the entire gambling house.

Gambling house, second floor.

Xiang Chengjiang and a group of Black Whale Gang elders sat on sandalwood chairs in the main hall. In front of them were courtesans and singing girls brought from brothels in various places, dressed in scant clothing, swaying their bodies and singing and dancing before them.

On the other side, musicians played music. The sounds of flutes, pipes, bells, chimes, guzheng, and pipa were all pleasing to the ear.

When the music reached its climax, the large strings were like a sudden downpour; when it reached its low point, the small strings were like whispers. Later, the large and small strings were played together in a chaotic yet harmonious manner, pushing the atmosphere of the entire scene to its peak.

With the sound of a bell and chime clashing, the song ended, like large and small pearls falling onto a jade plate.

"Good!"

The elders all clapped and cheered.

"Hall Master Xiang, where did you find such a group of musicians? Hall Master Xiang really knows how to enjoy himself!" The elders praised Xiang Chengjiang.

"Haha, uncles, these are just small scenes. I also keep a few anal dogs and beauty urinals at home. When there's a chance, I'll invite you uncles to my home to enjoy yourselves."

Xiang Chengjiang smiled, then looked at the blind female guzheng player sitting in the corner who had been playing earlier.

"That blind person playing the guzheng, come here." Xiang Chengjiang beckoned.

The blind female guzheng player had a delicate appearance, fair skin, and a pair of long, soft hands like mutton-fat white jade.

"S-sir, are you calling me?" The blind female guzheng player stood up timidly from her seat, twisting the corner of her clothes somewhat nervously.

"Besides you, who else is blind?"

Xiang Chengjiang sneered, and immediately two ruffians dragged the blind female guzheng player in front of him.

"Willow eyebrows and autumn eyes, peach cheeks and apricot face. Aside from being a bit blind, she's a good beauty."

Xiang Chengjiang looked up and down at the timid blind female guzheng player, then said, "You'll accompany me tonight..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Xiang Chengjiang seemed to sense something, his brows furrowed sharply, and he turned to look at the heavy iron door on the second floor.

Boom—!!!

The entire iron door let out an earth-shattering roar, and a massive fist print appeared on the back of the iron door.

Xiang Chengjiang's pupils contracted violently.

The next moment.

Bang!!

The iron door, forged from fine iron, suddenly exploded with a large hole in the middle. A tall figure wearing a bamboo hat and azure clothes stepped in.

"Go to your death with you?"

Fang Xuan took off his bamboo hat and looked expressionlessly at Xiang Chengjiang and the group of gang elders.

Streaks of deep red blood flowed from the hem of his clothes onto the ground, like blooming plum blossom buds.

"Fang Xuan?!"

In an instant, Xiang Chengjiang was startled, then slowly narrowed his eyes, a bone-chilling coldness and frostiness showing in them.

The group of gang elders also stood up and looked coldly at Fang Xuan.

Just as they were about to speak, Xiang Chengjiang waved his hand, then said unhurriedly:

"Fang Xuan, you don't think that just because you repelled an old and frail Yuan Bo, you can really contend with a martial artist in the First Heavenly Gate Middle Stage, do you?"

As his voice fell, Xiang Chengjiang put down the wine cup in his hand and slowly stood up.

Hiss hiss hiss!

His whole body's qi and blood surged, a faint golden glow appeared on his skin, and a captivating brilliance shone in his eyes.

Qi and blood surging, golden body and silver marrow.

This was clearly the manifestation of the Skin Arhat Middle Stage!

Bang—!!

Xiang Chengjiang moved instantly!

The many gang elders only felt a blur before their eyes. Xiang Chengjiang, who was originally ten zhang away from Fang Xuan, instantly appeared in front of Fang Xuan and punched down fiercely towards Fang Xuan's head.

"Although I don't know who gave you the confidence to come alone to find this Hall Master..."

"However, since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep, today I will finish you off for Zheng Juexiong!"

The strong wind howled, and the punch was like a dragon!

Before Xiang Chengjiang's punch completely landed, the fierce wind had already blown Fang Xuan's messy black hair.

Although both were in the Skin Arhat Middle Stage, Xiang Chengjiang, who was in his prime, was clearly much stronger and fiercer than the old and frail Yuan Bo.

Puff!

Suddenly.

A large hand with distinct joints reached out smoothly and then grasped Xiang Chengjiang's fist.

Fang Xuan felt the terrifying power coming from Xiang Chengjiang's fist and his brows gradually furrowed.

"Why is your Skin Arhat Middle Stage cultivation so much weaker than mine?"

Boom—!!!

Suddenly, Fang Xuan's vast qi and blood surged, and golden divine patterns appeared on his skin and flesh, densely covering his entire body!

Especially on his arms, a mysterious black Jiao Mark covered his entire arms like a tide.

Under Xiang Chengjiang's shocked and angry gaze, Fang Xuan had already thrown a punch, smashing it heavily onto Xiang Chengjiang's chest.

"Too weak!"

The whole family needs to eat tonight, and I'm afraid I won't have time this afternoon, so I'll update one chapter first.

The second update should be around nine in the evening.

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