Cao Wushang was most afraid that Xiao Yunlong would not come. After all, he was the thug who crippled his son's arm, and this revenge could not go unavenged. If Xiao Yunlong fled, Cao Wushang would find it troublesome.
After all, the Cao family of Yancheng's sphere of influence was roughly confined to the entire Jiangdong. Once the other party fled Jiangdong, the Cao family would naturally be powerless.
But now it was good, this brat surnamed Xiao was truly fearless, he actually came!
Cao Wushang stared directly at Xiao Yunlong, his eyes burning with fierce anger.
All along, Cao Wushang had placed great hopes on his son. After all, Cao Kun had good talent and might even have the hope of succeeding him as the head of the family in the future.
But now, his son's arm was broken. If it could not be restored, it would mean becoming half a cripple, and naturally, he would no longer be able to contend for the position of the next family head. How could this not make Cao Wushang angry?
Of course, neither Cao Wushang nor the other members of the Cao family realized the seriousness of the matter.
Xiao Yunlong's expression was indifferent, and he walked into the hall step by step.
Jun Bufan immediately stepped forward and said with a smile, "That's great, Mr. Xiao, you've finally arrived."
The third elder, Jun Yuanwei, nodded at Xiao Yunlong.
As for the other Jun family disciples, they were clearly surprised by Xiao Yunlong's arrival. Their faces showed expressions of disbelief, as their Jun family had had conflicts and disputes with Xiao Yunlong not long ago.
Xiao Yunlong also looked at Cao Wushang and sneered, "The Cao family of Yancheng, truly has great prestige!"
The hot-tempered Cao Wuji roared, "Brat surnamed Xiao, you dare to boast even when death is imminent. Let me tell you, today is your death day!"
"My death day?"
Xiao Yunlong raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Those two old guys in the boxing gym were Grandmasters sent by your Cao family, right? Even they couldn't withstand a single move from me. Do you think these nobodies of yours can stop me?"
Although the Cao family had dispatched a large number of people this time, including many ancient martial arts experts, there were only three Grandmasters of Huajin.
Cao Wushang said in a deep voice, "Of course I know that with these three Grandmasters of Huajin, it's naturally impossible to be your opponent. However, since my Cao family has come today, do you really think we don't have a backup plan?"
Saying that, without waiting for everyone to speak, Cao Wushang turned to look outside and said, "Master Liaozhen, the thug who broke Kun'er's arm has arrived. You can show yourself now!"
As the words fell, while everyone was stunned, a gust of wind suddenly blew through the hall, and the flowers and trees in the courtyard swayed.
At this moment, a black figure flashed down from the roof of the villa on the left side of the courtyard. Everyone only saw a black shadow flash before their eyes.
Suddenly, with a "du," the person landed steadily in the hall.
It turned out to be a bald monk dressed in a loose black robe. Although he was not young, he was very well-maintained. At sixty or seventy years old, he still looked radiant and full of vigor.
This bald monk was very obese, but he was very agile. This could be seen from the fact that he had flown down directly from the four-story villa.
"Master Liaozhen, it's this child who broke Kun'er's arm!" Cao Wushang said, pointing at Xiao Yunlong.
"It's this brat who hasn't even grown all his hair?"
Master Liaozhen let out a cold snort, turned to look at Xiao Yunlong, and sneered, "Brat, you can end yourself now and descend to the eighteenth level of hell. Otherwise, this old monk will make you wish you were dead but unable to die!"
Since Master Liaozhen appeared, there was a considerable commotion in the hall, especially among the many Jun family disciples who became restless again, because they could see that this Master Liaozhen's strength was extraordinary.
Jun Yuanwei and Jun Bufan frowned, their faces showing anxiety, and they no longer held any hope.
Xiao Yunlong's expression remained as usual, and he said with a faint smile, "The faint three-colored qi glow above your head, but it hasn't completely merged. It seems you have touched the realm of the Martial King with Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, but it's only half a step in."
Master Liaozhen's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and he couldn't help but say, "Brat, you can actually see my cultivation level at a glance. How did you do it, or did you know me before?"
Xiao Yunlong immediately burst into laughter, "To be honest, with your kind of trash, you are not qualified to know me!"
"Then what is your origin, and why can you see the depth of my cultivation?" Master Liaozhen asked again, feeling a little surprised in his heart.
After all, at their level of martial arts cultivation, unless the other party's cultivation level was much higher than his own, it was impossible to see through it at a glance.
"You are not worthy of knowing my origin!" Xiao Yunlong sneered.
Master Liaozhen's plump face immediately sank, and he gritted his teeth, "Good you brat, I know, you must have been active in Jiangdong Province before, that's why you know my martial arts details!"
Xiao Yunlong was too lazy to answer this question and said, "The Great Vajra Palm that Cao Kun learned was taught by you, right? That guy learned it poorly. Let's see how much you've learned!"
"Your tone is truly arrogant to the extreme. Do you think you can scare me just by knowing my cultivation details? Let me tell you, when this old monk was wandering the jianghu, you weren't even born!"
"Since you want to see, this old monk will use this Great Vajra Palm to send you to the eighteenth level of hell!" Master Liaozhen roared and immediately drew his stance and charged forward.
Instantly, a strong wind swept through the entire hall. After all, he was at the half-step Martial King realm of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, and his momentum was indeed extraordinary when he made a move.
In fact, this Master Liaozhen was the most powerful opponent Xiao Yunlong had encountered since returning to Sucheng.
Cao Wushang and the other Cao family disciples all retreated to the sides, because the commotion caused by Liaozhen was too great, and the residual qi waves alone made them unbearable.
In contrast, Xiao Yunlong looked much more ordinary. There were no fluctuations of internal energy or qi on his body; he looked like an ordinary person.
Xiao Yunlong remained motionless. Those who didn't know would think he was scared by the aura of the bald monk.
Master Liaozhen's palm force was vigorous, containing immense power. If he were to be hit by this palm, let alone a person, even a hard stone tablet would be shattered.
Seeing the wide palm about to strike, it was at this moment that Xiao Yunlong moved!
He lightly tapped his foot, and his entire body shot out like a swimming dragon.
His posture was light and elegant, and he dodged very nimbly. This footwork was actually understood by Xiao Yunlong from the decomposition of the Eight Trigrams Swimming Dragon Palm.
Overall, the footwork of the Eight Trigrams Swimming Dragon Palm was based on the eight trigrams directions, emphasizing agility and elegance, moving like a swimming dragon.
In contrast, the opponent's Great Vajra Palm was the complete opposite. The Vajra Palm was as powerful as a vajra, emphasizing a powerful and unrestrained palm technique.
"Hmm?" Master Liaozhen was somewhat surprised when his palm missed.
After all, he was at the half-step Martial King realm of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, and this Great Vajra Palm was his signature martial art, which he had practiced to perfection.
He originally thought that even if the opponent didn't die from this palm strike, they would be severely injured and unable to die. He never expected that the opponent would dodge it so lightly.
Seeing this from the corner of the hall, Jun Yuanwei sighed secretly, "Good, he dodged it. It seems Mr. Xiao has the strength to fight. It's still hard to say who will win or lose."
Jun Bufan said in a deep voice, "I believe in Mr. Xiao, I think he will definitely win!"
"Let's hope so, otherwise, our Jun family will be completely finished!" Jun Yuanwei sighed deeply.
As fast as lightning, Master Liaozhen, the bald monk, missed his palm strike and immediately pressed forward, channeling most of his qi into his palms.
If one looked closely, it was not difficult to see that under the light, the bald monk's hands were faintly glowing white.
The palms whistled, striking directly towards Xiao Yunlong's face.
However, Xiao Yunlong still just swayed lightly, and his entire body dodged away.
Master Liaozhen swung his palms repeatedly again. For a time, the hall was filled with the sound of wind, and the force surged wildly.
Xiao Yunlong's footwork constantly shifted according to the eight trigrams directions. The opponent's palm force completely missed. Not only could he not severely injure him, but he couldn't even touch a single strand of his hair.
After striking dozens of palms, Master Liaozhen was already panting like an ox, and even beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead. More than half of the internal energy in his dantian had been consumed.
He had no choice but to stop and grit his teeth, "You brat, your movement technique is good, but are you only capable of dodging like a shrinking turtle, not daring to confront me head-on!"
Xiao Yunlong's expression remained unchanged, and he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "It seems you still haven't mastered the Great Vajra Palm."
"You're talking nonsense! This old monk started practicing the Great Vajra Palm when he was eight years old. You dare to say I haven't mastered it?" Master Liaozhen roared.
"If that's the case, then I'll show you what the real Great Vajra Palm is like. Watch carefully!"
Xiao Yunlong snorted coldly, lightly tapped his foot, and immediately drew his stance, charging out like a tiger or leopard.
Although he still couldn't feel any fluctuation of qi or internal energy on his body, the momentum with which Xiao Yunlong charged out was very powerful.
At this moment, Liaozhen couldn't help but be momentarily stunned, perhaps truly intimidated by the aura that erupted from Xiao Yunlong.
Of course, he was not an ordinary person. He recovered his senses in an instant, but by the time he recovered, Xiao Yunlong was already in front of him.
"Not good..." Master Liaozhen's face changed greatly, and he instinctively wanted to retreat.
However, at this moment, Xiao Yunlong had already unleashed the Great Vajra Palm and struck towards his chest.
With a bang like muffled thunder!
This obese and broad-bodied Master Liaozhen was immediately sent flying backward, smashing heavily onto the good pear wood chair at the main seat, smashing the chair to pieces on the spot.
After falling to the ground, Master Liaozhen spat out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to get up, but his internal organs had been displaced, and he could not stand up at all.
The many Cao family disciples around were all shocked and stunned by this scene.
Cao Wushang and Cao Wuji stared with wide eyes, their faces filled with shock.
"This... How is this possible? Master Liaozhen actually... actually lost? How is this possible!"
Cao Wushang seemed unable to believe the fact before his eyes, but his hands and feet were already trembling.
Xiao Yunlong's expression remained unchanged. He strode forward, walking step by step towards the obese Master Liaozhen.