hotmtlnovel Chapter 119 What to do if the father-in-law beats the son-in-law and he can't win?
Chapter 119 What to do if the father-in-law beats the son-in-law and he can't win?
Chapter 119 What to do if the father-in-law beats the son-in-law and he can't win?
"We've been fighting for so many years, but in the end, it's the weapon that matters. Old buddy, watch this!"
Yin Tianzheng simultaneously reached out with both hands, his sharp claws grabbing two Kunlun slaves. With a snapping sound, he broke the necks of the Kunlun slaves.
Yin Tianzheng's speed was undeniably fast, but he could only kill two people at most each time. His attack range was limited to the length of his arm, which was far less swift than a spear.
He drew his gun and swept away a group, then put it away and another group appeared.
Sweep the gun horizontally to the left, then sweep it to the right.
With a single contraction and release, an area of ten feet in radius was instantly cleared.
Tang Songting's moves were swift and decisive, consisting of simple thrusts and sweeps, without any hesitation or fuss. Just like his name, Tang Songting, he stood tall like a pine tree, supporting the sky!
"Oh my god! The ancestor is here!"
"How could Old Man Tang be at the Paradise Tower!"
"Ancestor! I came here to have fun! I have nothing to do with the Paradise Pavilion, please spare my life!"
"My family has some business dealings with the Blissful Pavilion. I will sever all ties with my family right now. Ancestor, please spare me!"
I will immediately become a monk!
It would have been better if he hadn't said those words. As soon as he opened his mouth, Tang Songting subconsciously thought of Qiu Batian and thought to himself, "Buddha has too many scapegoats to bear. You bastards can't take the blame!"
Tang Songting coldly said, "Those who lay down their weapons and kneel to surrender will be spared. I will count to ten, and all those who do not kneel will be considered enemies by me!"
Yin Tianzheng added, "Hehehe! Old Tang cares about chivalry, but I don't! The Blissful Pavilion colluded with the Heavenly Mandate Sect and befriended Qiu Batian, committing heinous crimes. I, Yin, will unleash a massacre!"
Master Jia was so angry he felt like his insides were burning!
Although he knew he was just a figurehead, a scapegoat in the open, the dazzling lights and revelry of the Paradise Tower held an irresistible allure compared to the dark, gloomy, howling prison and the executioner's blade.
Jia Louzhu originally planned to stay at the Paradise Tower for three years, save up 100,000 taels of silver, and then run away to find a beautiful place with clear waters and spring-like weather all year round to live as a wealthy man. He even bought a map of Yunnan and prepared to go to Dali to live in seclusion.
Unexpectedly, after hearing the news last night that Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang were working together to investigate the case, Tang Songting came knocking on the door before the morning meeting of the Pleasure Pavilion was even over.
If it were just Tang Songting, that would be fine. Tang Songting is a righteous and chivalrous hero, a veteran hero who has been famous for decades. A gentleman can be deceived by reason, and perhaps there is a way out for him.
Why is Yin Tianzheng here?
The Eagle Cult is the righteous path among the demonic cults. Yin Tianzheng's conduct is quite upright, and he has always been honest and upright. But an honest and upright demon is still a demon!
Yin Tianzheng was not easily fooled. With his eagle eyes, he could tell from head to toe who was a pitiful person forced into prostitution and who was an evil slave who aided and abetted the wicked.
In fact, Tang Songting is not easily fooled either.
The saying "A gentleman can be deceived by his principles" might fool other heroes, but it won't work on Tang Songting. When Tang Songting encounters evil spirits and heretics, he always comes up with all sorts of clever schemes.
Most importantly, Tang Songting lacked the arrogance of a grandmaster and was willing to use any means necessary. For example, he would fight like a father, ganging up on his son and kicking him around; he would have his son-in-law take the brunt of the attacks while he launched a surprise attack from behind.
Those demons were furious. Who's the demon between us? Why don't you have any martial ethics?
Tang Songting declared, "I prefer to use despicable methods to deal with a despicable person like you!"
Do I not uphold martial ethics?
Do you deserve to be told about martial ethics by an old man like me?
Go to the underworld and debate martial ethics with King Yama!
Master Jia was burning with anxiety and his mind was racing, which wasted a lot of time. As the counting ended, Master Jia was still standing there in a daze.
Yin Tianzheng soared into the air: "Old buddy! This guy's a small-time boss, we need to take him back for questioning! My son-in-law is handling a case, we can't make things difficult for him!"
"Yin Tianzheng, do you think I'm afraid of you!"
Master Jia's hands moved rapidly, as if dozens of hands were grabbing at him at the same time. He was using the Ruyi Illusionary Demon Hand, a top-notch martial art in the gambling world.
This technique is ever-changing and its ingenuity surpasses even the Thousand Hands Tathagata Palm of the Shaolin Seventy-Two Arts. It can be used to achieve a thousand different results, silently and unpredictably.
"How dare you lay a hand on me! Hmph! Your petty tricks are nothing but showing off in front of an expert! I see you don't take me seriously at all. Let me show you what real claw techniques are!"
Before he could finish speaking, a snapping sound was heard. When Jia looked down, he found that his shoulders were being held down. Yin Tianzheng used his five fingers to gently grab and remove Jia's shoulders, and then slid his hands down.
With his thumb, index finger, and middle finger pinched into an eagle claw, and his ring finger and little finger tapped, flicked, and brushed, the joints on Jia Louzhu's arm dislocated one by one. By the time he realized what was happening, Yin Tianzheng's thumb was already pressed against his palm, pressing down hard.
Only then did Jia Louzhu feel the pain that went deep into his bones. His arms felt like they didn't belong to him. The extreme pain swept over his entire body. He could no longer bear it. His knees went weak and he subconsciously knelt down. His mouth opened wide and he roared, but no sound came out.
Before his groan could escape his lips, before he could even fully kneel down and before his knees touched the ground, his chin had already struck his knees.
"Bang bang bang!"
Master Jia flew backwards, knocking over countless people. He was like a cooked noodle, curled up on the ground, without even a thought of escaping.
On the other side, the head maid who had been arguing with Master Jia earlier was blocked by Tang Songting. The head maid was a minor leader of the Heavenly Mandate Sect. She subconsciously tried to use her charm, but then her eyes showed despair. Tang Songting was nearly seventy years old, a dry and withered old man, and Shan Yuru was helpless!
In addition, Tang Songting married relatively late, not because he was indifferent to women, but because he was too handsome when he was young, and coupled with his bravery and chivalry, he attracted the pursuit of countless female knights.
Tang Songting believed in the ideal of a lifelong, monogamous relationship. He experienced a series of poignant love and hate dramas, and it was not until he was over thirty that he got married. It was three years after marriage that he had his son. When Tang Zhujun was born, Tang Songting was already over fifty years old!
Tang Songting's wife was exceptionally beautiful; she ranked seventh on the list of beauties in the martial arts world back then.
Tang Zhuquan is not particularly handsome, but he is a fat man weighing over 300 pounds. However, he has quite handsome features. He just can't control his eating, which is why he gets fatter every day!
Tang Songting's daughter, Tang Zhujun, was known as the most beautiful woman in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, even surpassing Yin Susu in beauty.
Seduction?
Even Shan Yuru doesn't have that ability!
"Knock!"
The pine-wood red-tasseled spear was thrust towards the foreman's throat.
The foreman hissed sharply, "I know information about the Heavenly Mandate Sect! I'm willing to reveal it! The Heavenly Mandate Sect is colluding with the Tantric School and is plotting against Dali!"
"laugh!"
The spearhead stopped firmly just in front of his throat. Feeling the chilling killing intent, the foreman's body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, pleading, "Old Man Tang, the Heavenly Mandate Sect is plotting against Dali! Spare my life, and I'll tell you all the clues. They're up to no good!"
Tang Songting asked curiously, "Young lady, what does the Heavenly Mandate Sect's plot against Dali have to do with the Han Dynasty?"
The foreman hurriedly said, "The Heavenly Mandate Sect wants to instigate a rebellion by a powerful minister in Dali, and then lead troops to attack the Han Dynasty. I don't know the specifics, that's all I know!"
Tang Songting gave a cold laugh: "If that's all you know, it won't save your life!"
The next second, the spear thrust out.
The foreman lay dead on the ground, his eyes wide open in disbelief.
What the foreman said might be true, but given her position, she could only have heard a few words about it superficially and knew a little bit about it; most of it was just nonsense.
How could such a method possibly deceive Tang Songting?
The Bliss Pavilion operates at night and sends guests back in coffins in the morning, unable to stay overnight. At this moment, the people in the Bliss Pavilion are either disciples of the Heavenly Mandate Sect or evil servants who do not know who their masters are. Apart from the pitiful people who have fallen into prostitution, how many innocent people are there?
Such a large industry, even the cooks and waiters are carefully trained, how could we hire outsiders?
So—kill them!
The meticulous and rigorous security measures of the Paradise Tower became a disadvantage at this moment. Outsiders could not get in, and those inside could not escape, leaving them to be rampaged by several tigers.
If you're lucky enough to encounter Hua Manlou, your acupoints will be sealed, temporarily saving your life and at least allowing you to live until autumn. If you're unlucky and encounter two stubborn old heroes, or Hua Baifeng, then you're on your own! Try to kneel down as quickly as possible!
Not long after, Lu Xiaofeng brought Yue Qing to search for any remaining survivors. Yue Qing designed and built all the buildings in the Blissful Pavilion, and he was familiar with every brick and tile of the pavilion, as well as all the mechanisms and secret passages.
Lu Xiaofeng was very meticulous in his work, searching room by room and gathering all the living creatures in the lobby downstairs until he was sure there were no more living creatures.
The next step, naturally, is to distinguish between friend and foe.
Lu Xiaofeng, Yin Tianzheng, and Tang Songting are all extremely shrewd individuals. There's also Yue Qing, the victim; Qian Laoda, the party involved; Jia Louzhu, the head steward, who personally identified them; and Hua Manlou, who used a lie detector.
Hua Manlou has the ability to "detect lies".
By monitoring the other person's heartbeat and sensing their emotional state, one can determine whether they are lying.
No matter how strong one's mental fortitude is, there will be inner turmoil when lying. No matter how slight the turmoil, as long as it occurs, Hua Manlou will be able to sense it.
Hua Manlou didn't like doing this; he didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's situations. However, when dealing with a place like the Paradise Tower, a den of ten thousand ghosts, any means were justified.
Yin Tianzheng was an impatient man. He left the mess to Tang Songting and Hua Manlou, and quickly returned to Yunjian Temple through the secret passage, ready to see his son-in-law.
Yin Tianzheng had long heard that his son-in-law was a handsome, highly skilled martial artist, exceptionally talented, a poet who could compose poems in seven steps, and a brave and chivalrous man. Apart from being a womanizer, he seemed to have no flaws. Yin Tianzheng was quite curious.
Yin Tianzheng received a message from Yin Susu, saying that once the case was over, Xu Qingya would host a banquet for his father-in-law at Lou Wai Lou Restaurant and would come to Hangzhou to wait for him.
Unexpectedly, the first meeting between the father-in-law and son-in-law took place in such a scene, leaving Yin Tianzheng speechless with astonishment.
Is this a young swordsman from the martial arts world?
Is this the legendary "reincarnation of the Martial Saint"?
Is this the "Savior of Suffering" of the people of Bianliang?
Even at his most arrogant and domineering, Yang Dingtian wasn't this demonic; he's practically a devil incarnate.
But—he's fucking amazing—when it comes to demolishing houses, ten Yang Dingtians couldn't beat him!
As soon as Yin Tianzheng left the secret passage, he saw Xu Qingya lying in Yang Yan and Yin Susu's arms. Yang Yan was cleaning the bloodstains off Xu Qingya, and Yin Susu was bandaging her wounds.
Yin Tianzheng's smile froze on his face.
My lovely daughter, when will you be able to give your dad a back massage, a shoulder rub, and cook a meal?
Xu Qingya's injuries were even more severe than when he fought Gu Jianhun. Qiu Batian's martial arts were inferior to Gu Jianhun's, but that was precisely the problem. In order to make this guy suffer retribution and to let the poor man take revenge himself, Xu Qingya held back his strength to avoid killing Qiu Batian.
The Demon Blade is too extreme; it will kill without hesitation, or else it will backfire. In other words, Xu Qingya's internal injuries were caused by his own actions. The internal injuries are severe, but it is a good thing for Xu Qingya, proving that he can control the Demon Blade and is not completely possessed by demons.
The "Demon Blade" created by the First Evil Emperor is unstoppable once unleashed. It either kills enemies or is killed by others. Once possessed by demons, it can cleave anyone in two, even one's own son.
This scene was so hilarious, it left a deep impression on me:
First Struggle for Victory: Father! I challenge you! You must fight me! If I cannot challenge the best in the world, if I cannot challenge you, I will commit suicide!
First Evil Emperor: Alright!
After several dozen moves —
First plea for victory: Father! Father! Spare me!
First Evil Emperor: Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
To prevent my son from committing suicide! I stabbed him to death—stabbed him to death—ah—I killed my own son—
I'm fucking a demonic blade!
Xu Qingya's demonic blade is controllable. Even when facing someone as heinous as Qiu Batian, Xu Qingya can sheathe his blade in time and quickly regain his senses.
Hearing footsteps, Xu Qingya turned around and saw Yin Tianzheng emerging from the secret passage. He immediately stood up and bowed to Yin Tianzheng, saying, "Your son-in-law, Xu Qingya, greets Father-in-law. May you live a long and healthy life!"
Yin Tianzheng sneered, "You rascal, your looks, martial arts skills, talent, and character are all... Hmph! As long as you don't let Susu down, you'll be my good son-in-law!"
Yin Tianzheng suddenly realized that Xu Qingya was excellent in every way, and he had nothing to say about it.
Xu Qingya hurriedly said, "It is my good fortune to have won Susu's favor. I am too busy enjoying this blessing to let Susu down. Please rest assured, Father-in-law."
Yin Tianzheng chuckled: "I originally planned to beat up my son-in-law when he came to visit, so he wouldn't look down on my daughter. Now that you're seriously injured, it wouldn't be fair for me to win, but I am a demon!"
"Please, father-in-law, make a move!"
"Did you think I would hold back?"
Yin Tianzheng swung his claws at Xu Qingya's chest and abdomen. Xu Qingya raised his palm into a knife shape and pointed at Yin Tianzheng's wrist. At this moment, he was seriously injured and was not suitable to use powerful moves. He could only use his small skills to defend himself and compete with Yin Tianzheng.
Cleaver!
Ever-changing, infinitely variable!
Adapt to changing circumstances; become stronger when faced with stronger opponents.
Yin Tianzheng originally only wanted to test the moves, but he did not expect that Xu Qingya could use a set of exquisite sword techniques even when he was seriously injured. His fingertips never left the pulse point of his wrist, and each move was aimed at the weakness of the eagle claw. Yin Tianzheng changed his moves one after another, but he could not shake off the pursuit of the fingertips.
Yin Tianzheng unleashed thirty-three grappling techniques in succession, but he had to change his moves halfway through each one. Xu Qingya's fingertips moved swiftly, changing several times in a second. His five fingers were like five sharp blades, vying for the offensive within a small space.
"Snapped!"
Two palms together.
Yin Tianzheng suddenly activated his power, strengthening his internal force layer by layer, like waves in the sea, one wave crashing over and another surging up, the direction of the attack changing unpredictably, making it impossible for ordinary people to withstand.
Xu Qingya remained steadfast in the face of all changes, channeling his inner energy into circles, three rings encircling the moon, using his palm as a blade to execute sword techniques. He first ensured his own invincibility before devising a counterattack. Seemingly retreating, he was actually accumulating power, building up his blade momentum through repeated chases and escapes.
Retreating to advance — Retreating to advance —
Xu Qingya's brain was working at lightning speed. With the help of Yin Tianzheng's pressure, he entered a state of complete enlightenment, his moves changing one after another, from clumsy to proficient, from proficient to masterful and unparalleled. The vibrant Yi Wood True Qi flowed rapidly, repairing the damage to his meridians.
Yin Tianzheng felt like he had seen a ghost!
Is it possible to have an epiphany in this situation?
What did it eat to grow up?
In front of his daughter, Yin Tianzheng could not possibly admit defeat. He could only increase his strength again and again, his claws moving faster and faster, to 50%, 60%, 70%—originally he only wanted to spar, but now he was getting angry.
I, the mighty White-browed Eagle King, was defeated by my seriously injured son-in-law. Where can I put my old face?
Suddenly.
Xu Qingya, who had been gathering strength, switched from defense to offense. His palm strike went straight into the center, passing through layers of claw shadows, and aimed at Yin Tianzheng's chest. Yin Tianzheng's arm spun around, and his right hand reached out horizontally. Just as his fingertips were about to strike, he grabbed Xu Qingya's wrist, and his surging internal energy poured out.
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