A Contest in the Train Carriage

"Phew~"

An apple came flying at him, and Su Ziyang One-Handed Grab it, squeezing it to pieces with all his might.

The fat woman, who was about to scold Su Ziyang Su Ziyang, saw him crush the apple to pieces. She opened her mouth but didn't say anything, then closed it again, staring at the ground and remaining silent.

"Hey sis, could you keep an eye on my backpack for me?" Su Ziyang patted the fat woman's shoulder, startling her. She quickly nodded.

The middle-aged man threw an apple at Su Ziyang and quickly disappeared into the carriage.

Su Ziyang gritted his teeth and immediately chased after him. There weren't many people in the carriage, but some were standing because they were tired from sitting, so it was very inconvenient for Su Ziyang to run.

After chasing for a while, in a carriage with very few people, the person finally stopped running, because it was the last carriage.

The middle-aged man turned around, stared at Su Ziyang, and sneered, "Heh, I didn't expect you to actually have a master by your side. And he's still alive!"

Su Ziyang wasn't annoyed by this, and chuckled lightly, "Thanks to you, I can finally ask why."

"No reason! I was in a bad mood that day, and you were unlucky. It's that simple!" The middle-aged man said as he walked towards Su Ziyang.

The middle-aged man reached out and struck Su Ziyang's chest. This middle-aged man was extremely vicious, striking his vital points without any mercy.

Su Ziyang dared not be Dayi and immediately activated all his meridians, gathering his strength to dodge the middle-aged man's finger that was pointing directly at him.

"Wow?! You've made rapid progress in such a short time, you've actually become my colleague! But that's not enough!" The middle-aged man sighed softly, his hand seemingly casually patting Su Ziyang's shoulder.

This seemingly casual tap actually hides danger. Uncle Jiang once talked about this finger technique, which is called the Plum Blossom Finger. It can strike five acupoints on one hand at the same time. It is easy to strike but difficult to undo.

"Whoosh~" Su Ziyang used his movement technique to quickly dodge. He reached out and Twisting Character Force to strike the middle-aged man's Qimen acupoint. A strike to the Qimen acupoint can immediately cause a person to lose consciousness. Su Ziyang wanted to finish the fight quickly.

However, the person opposite him, who had been practicing Character School striking for who knows how many years, was no pushover either. He easily dodged Su Ziyang's acupoint striking and then countered with a hidden force.

With a sudden burst of hidden force, they pushed and shoved Su Ziyang away.

What was previously a covert struggle has now escalated into an open conflict.

This immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the train. Su Ziyang steadied himself by holding onto the back of the train seat and kicked the middle-aged man. Caught off guard, the middle-aged man was kicked in the lower abdomen by Su Ziyang.

The two were fighting when a kind-hearted person stepped in to help.

"Ugh, how are we supposed to fight!"

"Yeah, why is this young man kicking someone!"

Ignoring what others said, Su Ziyang continued to lean forward.

Slap slap—another push and shove. Su Ziyang felt his palms go numb and his arms tremble slightly. At this moment, Su Ziyang regretted not learning the Thousand-Jin Art from Lao Pang. If he had the skill of Thousand-Pound Strength, he wouldn't have suffered such a great loss when exchanging force during the push.

"Heh, you're still too green. You'd better get out of here! I won't touch you this time!" The middle-aged man chuckled and shook his rough hand.

"Anyone who sees someone like you can punish you!" Su Ziyang gritted his teeth and glared at the middle-aged man.

"You're still too green!"

Just as the two were about to engage in a physical altercation, a train police officer suddenly appeared.

"What's going on?" A tall, burly train police officer quickly stopped the two from continuing their fight.

"It's nothing!" they both replied at the same time.

"Nothing's wrong? Nothing's wrong! Someone just said you were fighting here?" The train police officer pointed at Su Ziyang and then at the middle-aged man.

"Hehe! We were just joking!" The middle-aged man chuckled and took the opportunity to put his arm around Su Ziyang's shoulder. Su Ziyang felt a sudden tightness on one side of his body. With just this slight movement, Su Ziyang was caught off guard again.

"It's alright, it's alright!" Su Ziyang couldn't stand being taken advantage of, so he took the opportunity to hug the middle-aged man's waist tightly.

"Can you handle this yourselves?" The train police officer looked at the two people hugging and embracing with doubt.

"Yes, yes!" the two said in unison.

"That's good. Don't cause trouble while you're out and about!" Seeing that the two seemed to be alright, the train police officer gave them a couple more scoldings before turning and leaving.

The middle-aged man pressed Su Ziyang's Jianjing and Tianzong acupoints.

Su Ziyang pressed the middle-aged man's Mingmen and Yaoyangguan acupoints.

As soon as the train police officer left, the two of them froze for a moment, then quickly separated.

Seeing that he couldn't gain the upper hand over Su Ziyang, Su Ziyang middle-aged man cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and said, "Let's stop fighting!"

Su Ziyang frowned and didn't say anything. He swayed and turned back to his carriage.

"You... you're back!" The fat woman, seeing Su Ziyang return, shakily handed the bag back to Su Ziyang.

"Thank you!" Su Ziyang took his backpack, took out a large bag of Junlebao milk powder, and handed it to the plump woman.

"No, no, no need~" The fat woman hurriedly waved her hands and shook her head, not daring to take Su Ziyang's things.

"You drink it, thank you for watching my bag. I don't like this stuff either!" Su Ziyang forcefully stuffed the Junlebao into the fat woman's snack bag, then leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes tightly.

He needs to quickly circulate his Yunqi to break free of the acupoints that have been sealed. If he doesn't do it quickly, when the meridians are in their prime, he might encounter the same dangerous situation as last time.

With eyes closed and mind focused, the Qi throughout the body swirls slightly, continuously flowing towards the Sanjiao Meridian of Hand-Shaoyang. The hidden injury caused by the blow is slowly being repaired by the True Qi circulating within the body.

When Su Ziyang opened his eyes again, his whole body was soaked in sweat.

The fat woman stared blankly at Su Ziyang. When she saw that Su Ziyang had opened his eyes, she quickly took out a wet wipe from her bag and handed it to Su Ziyang.

"You... you wouldn't happen to be a legendary martial arts master, would you?! Big brother!" The fat woman blinked her big eyes as she stared at Su Ziyang.

Su Ziyang took the wet wipe, wiped the sweat from his forehead, said thank you, and did not answer the fat woman's question.

"Hey big brother, do you want some snacks?!" Ever since the fat woman witnessed Su Ziyang's kung fu, her attitude towards Su Ziyang inexplicably reversed, and she kept fawning over Su Ziyang.

"No, no!" The fat woman's attentiveness along the way had given Su Ziyang a real headache. This woman was not only a glutton, but also a complete chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), as if she lived in another world.

Moreover, she's not just a cute anime-loving anime girl; she's a chuunibyou (delusional) master who loves the world of martial arts and yearns for the world of Jin Yong Gu Long's martial arts novels.

The scene of Su Ziyang smashing the apple with his bare hands had already established an image of a chivalrous hero in her mind, so now she looked at Su Ziyang with eyes full of stars.

"Hey, do you want some water?"

"No, thank you!"

After about five minutes of silence, the fat woman started making conversation again...