Chapter 15 A Close Call

The two subordinates brought by Zuo Youren revealed fierce looks, rubbing their fists and closing in on Chen Xiao.

These two were tall and had menacing expressions, clearly not easy to deal with. They were brothers, the elder named Da Long, the younger named Er Long. Before following Zuo Youren, they had spent years wandering the streets, a pair of unprincipled ruffians.

Although their fourth level Body Tempering cultivation wasn't considered high, it was more than enough to bully the weak. Zuo Youren valued their despicable and shameless style, and that's why he recruited them.

They lived up to expectations, helping Zuo Youren bully men and women, devising countless insidious schemes. It could be said they had done all sorts of evil.

The sleeping pills that Xiao Liuzi and Wang Ke had been given came from these two.

Although the killing intent released by Chen Xiao had startled them, when they confirmed that Chen Xiao's cultivation was only at the second level of Body Tempering, they looked at Chen Xiao as if he were a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Take my Springing Leg!" Er Long roared as he rushed towards Chen Xiao.

"Ha!"

With a kick, he brought a whistling sound of air being torn.

Er Long was very confident in his leg technique. He couldn't remember how many people had coughed up blood and died after being kicked by this leg.

The best way to defeat someone was to crush them in their area of expertise. So, when Chen Xiao saw Er Long's kick, he quickly raised his leg to meet it.

"Overestimating yourself!" Er Long was overjoyed. He didn't expect this second level Body Tempering kid to be so ignorant and not avoid the attack. He could already hear the sound of Chen Xiao's leg being broken.

"Crack!"

The two legs collided, and the sound of bones breaking rang out as expected.

But it wasn't Chen Xiao's bone that broke, but Er Long's!

"Ah!" Er Long screamed and fell backward. His calf twisted outward one hundred and eighty degrees, a gruesome sight.

"My leg! My leg!" Er Long howled, trying to straighten his leg with his hand, but when he touched it, he found that the leg bone had snapped directly from where Chen Xiao had kicked it, with only skin and flesh still connected.

"Er Long, what's wrong with your leg?" Da Long asked anxiously when he saw his brother injured.

"Brother, my leg, he broke it!" Er Long said almost crying.

Seeing his brother in such a miserable state, Da Long instantly lost his mind. He threw a fierce punch at Chen Xiao and roared, "You little bastard, I'll kill you!"

Chen Xiao narrowed his eyes, and then, with what seemed like a casual wave of his hand, Da Long's powerful punch was easily stopped by Chen Xiao, and Da Long's fist was firmly grasped in Chen Xiao's hand.

Chen Xiao smiled contemptuously and uttered a few words: "You're too weak!"

"How is this possible?" Da Long's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that Chen Xiao had easily stopped his punch. This only happened when there was a huge difference in strength between the two, but Chen Xiao in front of him was clearly only at the second level of Body Tempering.

"You're done, now it's my turn." Chen Xiao had a playful look on his face, secretly mobilizing his Yuan Qi. He clenched his other hand into a fist, and a yellow light bloomed on his fist. Then, he punched Da Long in the stomach.

"Liuhe Fist, Crush!"

This was the second move of the Liuhe Fist, the Crushing Fist. When used when the enemy's movements are restricted, it crushes the enemy with one blow and has extremely strong lethality.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Da Long's face turned as pale as paper, and his breathing stopped. He felt as if all his internal organs had been shattered.

Chen Xiao let go, and Da Long collapsed like a puddle of mud, his life or death unknown.

In just one exchange, two fourth level Body Tempering martial artists had fallen at Chen Xiao's hands, becoming two cripples.

"Now, it's your turn!" Chen Xiao revealed a sinister smile, his eyes locked on Zuo Youren.

Zuo Youren stared blankly at Chen Xiao, his legs trembling involuntarily, his body inching backward. But behind him was a high wall, blocking his retreat.

He regretted choosing this dead end so much. Now he couldn't even run away.

But who would have thought that Chen Xiao was so strong? The two fourth level Body Tempering martial artists were just a joke in front of Chen Xiao, beaten into a mess with just one move. Was this the combat power a second level Body Tempering martial artist should have?

"W-what are you going to do?" Zuo Youren felt a deep fear and began to ramble incoherently.

"Hahaha, what do you think I'm going to do? Weren't you the one shouting about wanting my life just now?" Chen Xiao looked at Zuo Youren with a playful expression.

"No, you can't kill me. If you kill me, my grandfather will definitely not let you go!" Zuo Youren yelled hysterically.

Chen Xiao approached Zuo Youren step by step, "Do you think I'm still afraid of your grandfather at this point?"

"It's okay not to kill you, give me a reason!" As he spoke, Chen Xiao had already arrived in front of Zuo Youren, toying with his prey like an old cat.

"Because... because..." Zuo Youren cowered against the wall, with no way out.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Zuo Youren's eyes, and then he suddenly swung his hand at Chen Xiao in front of him.

Chen Xiao's expression changed drastically. A hidden weapon?!

Looking at Zuo Youren's face again, there was no trace of fear. The previous frightened look was all an act. He was just trying to lure Chen Xiao closer and make Chen Xiao relax his vigilance, giving him a chance to launch the hidden weapon.

He didn't believe that Chen Xiao could react and dodge at such a close distance.

As he thought, Chen Xiao was indeed hit. Although Chen Xiao had flashed to the side at the first moment, Chen Xiao was too close to Zuo Youren, and an iron caltrop deeply pierced Chen Xiao's arm.

Chen Xiao immediately endured the pain and pulled out the iron caltrop, but the blood on the wound had already turned black and emitted a stench.

The hidden weapon was poisoned!

"Despicable!" Chen Xiao said through gritted teeth.

"Haha, as the saying goes, there is no such thing as being too deceitful in war. I might as well tell you, the iron caltrop is laced with my uniquely made Blood Clotting Powder. If you don't take the antidote within a day, you will rot and die." Zuo Youren regained his arrogant demeanor.

Chen Xiao flew forward and grabbed Zuo Youren's neck: "Hand over the antidote, or you will die before me!"

"I never carry the antidote with me. If you want it, you can only come home with me to get it." Zuo Youren had a good plan. If Chen Xiao didn't go home with him, he would die without the antidote. If Chen Xiao went home with him, he would still be dead with so many experts at home.

How could Chen Xiao not guess his intention? A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "You're really not afraid of death!"

It must be said that although Zuo Youren acted despicably, he was also a ruthless character. He was being strangled by Chen Xiao and was about to suffocate, but he still said intermittently, "If you have the guts... you... kill me... now!"

"Kill you now? You're thinking too nicely!" Chen Xiao smiled eerily.

"Slap!" A crisp sound rang out, Zuo Youren's head tilted to the side, and a red palm print immediately appeared on his face.