The Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 229 Eat well before continuing to sleep

Although Yang Kang drew a circle for himself, his feet did not move at all in the face of Lu Guanying's attack. He used the Nine Yin Divine Claws in his left hand to perfection. No matter where you come from, I can deal with it all with one hand. He also went so far as to smear a layer of oil on Lu Guanying's face, chest, arms and hands.

"Swish!" After the two exchanged thirty to fifty moves, Yang Kang finally ate most of the roast goose. He grabbed him by the chest, tore off his clothes, and then used his own clothes to wrap around his neck.

"Your kung fu is too poor. It seems that you can neither force me out of this circle nor make me use my hands. Let your real masters come out." Yang Kang said as he looked at Guo Jing. Huang Rong made a face and made up her mind not to make a move. This bastard was a real master who could fight against Hong Qigong, one of the Five Greatest Masters in the World, for three hundred rounds. She was not so stupid as to fight with him.

Although Guo Jing already knew Yang Kang was a highly skilled martial artist, he was still shocked to see him use a technique he had never seen before. Guo Jing was no longer the fool he had been two months ago. After Hong Qigong's guidance, he could now distinguish between high and low martial arts skills. This was definitely a profound claw technique. However, the difference between it and the Dragon Subduing Palm would only be known after a fight. No, even if he lost to him, it wasn't necessarily because the Dragon Subduing Palm was inferior to this claw technique, but because he was inferior to Yang Kang.

Yang Kang casually pushed Lu Guanying in the direction where Lu Chengfeng was. Lu Chengfeng reached out with his left hand, held up Lu Guanying's vest, and gently placed him on the ground. He looked at Yang Kang and asked angrily, "Who are you to the Black Wind Twins?"

"What are the Black Wind Twin Devils?" Yang Kang curled his lips. "Such a crude and low-brow name is worthy of being known to me? Old fellow, I knew from the moment I walked in that your martial arts skills were second only to those of the best here. It's a pity you're lame, otherwise you might have given me a hand."

Lu Chengfeng angrily said, "Why are you pretending? Who taught you this sinister Nine Yin White Bone Claw?"

Yang Kang looked at Lu Chengfeng as if he were an idiot, but his words were merciless: "Your legs are lame, are your eyes also lame? My martial arts are upright, powerful and fierce. How can you see that my martial arts are sinister? What? Claw skills are sinister in your eyes? Then Eagle Claws and Dragon Claws are just low-rate martial arts?"

Lu Chengfeng's rage was rising. He pointed at him and shouted angrily, "Stop talking nonsense. I will never mistake your Kung Fu. The Nine Yin White Bone Claw is practiced with a skull. The claws contain a poisonous power that is inhumane. What else can it be but a sinister Kung Fu?"

Yang Kang nodded and said, "Those who use poison are rarely good. I admit that using corpses to practice martial arts is indeed inhumane, but when did I start practicing such low-level things? Old man, I have been so tolerant of you because your kitchen stuff is pretty good. If you really think I have a good temper, believe it or not, I will burn down your messy farm."

"Okay, let me learn your Nine Yin White Bone Claw, which is not very vicious." Lu Chengfeng said, "My legs are disabled and I can't walk. Come here."

Yang Kang sneered, "You're quite cunning! You know I said I'd lose if anyone could force me out of my circle, yet you actually tried to use my sympathy for the disabled to trick me out? Too bad I won't be fooled. Since you're disabled, you can let your son carry you into battle. The outcome won't change. I'm not underestimating you, but there's no one in Guiyun Manor who can match me. If I don't want to stay, no one can."

"Hmph!" Lu Chengfeng shouted at Lu Guanying to leave. He pressed his right hand on the edge of the couch and suddenly jumped up with the strength in his hand. He slashed down at Wanyan Kang's head with his left palm. Yang Kang smiled coldly and extended his left hand at a very accurate angle, pointing directly at Lu Chengfeng's wrist. The latter changed his palm into a grab and tried to grab Yang Kang's wrist, but he was grabbed by Yang Kang's backhand and thrown upwards.

Lu Chengfeng remained unfazed. Mid-air, his palms swift as lightning, unleashing five or six devastating blows in a split second. Yang Kang stood proudly, his left hand whistling like the wind, fierce and fierce yet leaving room for maneuver. Each strike threatened to rip a shred of Lu Chengfeng's clothing. Lu Chengfeng's sudden burst of strength was astonishing, but Yang Kang's effortless response was even more jaw-dropping. Without comparison, there was no harm. Lu Chengfeng was already formidable, yet this young prince of the Jin Kingdom could knock the old manor master off his feet with a single blow.

What's even more outrageous is that in the face of Lu Chengfeng's overwhelming attack, Yang Kang not only used one hand to fight the enemy, but also had the leisure to continue eating the roast goose. After a long time, the roast goose was almost eaten by him, so he grabbed Lu Chengfeng's wrist and threw him out, and by the way, tore off a piece of his clothes on his chest to wipe his hands.

Lu Chengfeng used the force to jump back to the wooden couch and sat down steadily, but his face was ashen. How could this boy's martial arts be so high? If you just watched him fight with his son, although he was skilled, it was just so-so. Only when he really faced him did he understand how terrifying this kid was.

Yang Kang casually shook the roast goose skeleton in his hand, shattering it into pieces. With a single palm strike, he unleashed a shower of flowers, showering the bandits outside with rain. He wiped his hands with rags torn from Lu Guanying and Lu Chengfeng, then felt his stomach, feeling he was almost full. Then, he slowly walked out of the circle, found a chair, sat down on it, and fell asleep again.

Lu Chengfeng and Lu Guanying looked at each other in bewilderment. What on earth was this little prince of the Jin Kingdom doing?

Huang Rong was very clever and quickly thought of a possibility. "Did you not prepare breakfast for him, or did you prepare breakfast that didn't suit his taste?"

Lu Guanying quickly reviewed the information he had received and found that this bastard might have really just come out to have breakfast. Now that he was full, he dared to fall asleep here. However, he had previously promised to let him leave as long as no one could beat him. But what should he do if this bastard fell asleep here?

Looking at the Taihu Lake bandits outside the door, howling and slowly getting up, Lu Guanying suddenly felt that inviting this gentleman here was a huge mistake. He couldn't help but cast his eyes on Lu Chengfeng, who shook his head gently and said, "Take him away and detain him temporarily. Find out his master's background, and then let him go."

Although he had a grudge against the Kingdom of Jin, he kept his word. If he lost, he lost; if he won, he won. People in the martial arts world value their promises the most, and Lu Chengfeng didn't want to break it, even if it was said by his own son.

"In the bag of the military commander named Duan, we found several pairs of shackles and handcuffs made of fine steel, which are just right for handcuffing this kid. Let's see if he can break them." A village chief seemed to be extremely afraid of Yang Kang and did not dare to go forward to tie him up. Someone saw the rope where Yang Kang was imprisoned, and it was broken by force.

Everyone cheered in unison. Suddenly, Yang Kang frowned and turned over slightly. The cheers stopped abruptly, and everyone became wary. They realized that he had actually just turned over in his sleep. Guo Jing was at a loss for words, while Huang Rong couldn't help but laugh. Someone quickly fetched fine steel handcuffs and leg irons, and they double-handcuffed Wanyan Kang's hands and feet.

The four village chiefs personally carried the armchair away, and Guo Jing and Huang Rong continued to chat nonsense with Lu Chengfeng. As expected, Yang Kang was beaten by them as a thief who stole the treasures of the manor. However, the three of them were quite uneasy in their hearts, and felt that Yang Kang's martial arts were incredible.

However, Guo Jing and Huang Rong had witnessed the battle between Yang Kang and Hong Qigong before, so they were mentally prepared. However, Lu Chengfeng had never imagined that a young prince of the Jin Dynasty could have such martial arts skills. If he had not suddenly fallen asleep, no one in the entire village would have been able to defeat him.

Even if they joined forces, I'm afraid the result would not have changed. His last move showed his superb hidden weapon skills which were definitely not simple.