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As the booming sound echoed, Xue Yong, wielding a curved blade, sprinted across the rooftops in the rain. Search: \(¨Complete¨Book¨God¨Station¨) to read high-quality literature for free.

The rain was so heavy that visibility was limited, but the direction was clear. This time, when the Liangshan heroes came to Jiangning, military strategist Wu Yong, fearing that some might be blinded by revenge and spoil things, didn't send all the brothers who had feuded with the Su family. Instead, he staggered their schedules, sending them on other missions. For this revenge, Xi Junyu, familiar with the Su family's layout, was put in charge of the arrangements.

According to Xi Junyu, the Su family's Son-in-Law had no martial arts skills to speak of, but was said to be fond of studying various firearms. It was under such circumstances that Ma Lin was caught off guard by the man's fire lance, which struck him directly in the head and face, resulting in a fatal shot. According to everyone's estimation, this was likely a scholar with a peculiar temperament, who enjoyed tinkering with firearms and contraptions. Though he didn't pose a significant threat, Wu Yong still arranged for Wei Dingguo, the Divine Fire General of Liangshan, who was quite adept at firearms, to oversee things and ensure everything went smoothly. However, with the sudden downpour today, it was uncertain whether the Divine Fire General's firearms would be effective. The sound coming from that direction didn't seem like Wei Dingguo's most familiar Ziwu Palm Thunder. Nevertheless, the explosion revealed the possible location of that Ning Yi, and he pursued him.

He moved swiftly, covering several courtyards in the blink of an eye. Below and in the distance, there was occasional fighting, but he didn't bother to participate. Xue Yong, nicknamed "Sick Tiger," used to make a living selling plasters in the Jianghu. He inherited martial arts from his father, but his family offended local gentry, preventing him from making a name for himself, hence the title "Sick Tiger." After Song Jiang took him in and brought him to Liangshan, although his rank wasn't high, his martial arts were quite good, and he wasn't a fan of fighting and killing. He was accustomed to such scenes of slaughter and extermination, and his heart didn't waver.

Arriving at the courtyard where the gunfire seemed to have originated, he jumped down and immediately noticed signs of a struggle. The most intense fighting had occurred in the main room. Xue Yong approached with his blade drawn, cautiously surveying the scene. He found the room in complete disarray, with tables and chairs smashed to pieces by swords. The room was dimly lit, containing two corpses. One lay by the wall, its intestines and head ruptured. Dressed in black, it was one of his own brothers. The other was none other than the Divine Fire General Wei Dingguo. He rushed over, only to find a gaping hole blasted into Wei Dingguo's chest, the wound filled with iron filings and lead pellets.

Wei Dingguo was skilled with firearms, and everyone had intended to be wary of the Son-in-Law's firearms. Yet, in the end, he fell victim to the very thing he specialized in. Furthermore, the scholar was supposed to be unskilled in martial arts. How had this situation come about? As Xue Yong pondered, he spotted another figure in the corner. He swung his curved blade, then looked again, only to see a naked woman clutching clothes, injured in the head and sitting in the corner, her mind seemingly dazed.

Although some Liangshan members had principles, most were unruly bandits. They ate large chunks of meat, drank from large bowls, and occasionally engaged in looting and rape. Even the relatively righteous Lu Junyi and Lu Zhishen couldn't stop such incidents. At first glance, Xue Yong understood what had happened to the woman. Seeing her severely injured, he was unwilling to harm her further. He carefully examined the surrounding signs of combat. The weapon that had cut the surrounding tables and chairs was a heavy sword, likely Bao Xu's weapon. In that case, Bao Xu and Wei Dingguo must have joined forces to deal with Ning Liheng.

Xue Yong was experienced and astute. After some thought, he had a theory. Wei Dingguo's martial arts might not have been high, but even if he couldn't use his Palm Thunder and other firearms in the rain, his concealed weapon and flying stone skills were still good. As for Bao Xu, known as the "God of Death," he had previously been a bandit in Ku'er Mountain and made a name for himself in Hebei and Shandong. He enjoyed killing, had countless enemies in the Jianghu, and was highly skilled in martial arts. The fact that the two had joined forces to kill a scholar, but this situation had occurred, meant that there was likely another expert guarding the Su family, who had arrived to stall Wei Dingguo, allowing him to be shot.

His first thought was of the woman in the corner, but he quickly dismissed the idea. Even the most skilled female expert wouldn't strip naked to confuse the enemy. As he followed the trail of the fight towards the door, he suddenly heard a furious shout in the rain nearby: "Ah—" Xue Yong recognized the voice as Bao Xu's, filled with anger, madness, and pain.

Bao Xu was brave and fierce, one of the most unhinged individuals in Liangshan, like Li Kui. Such a roar was surprising, suggesting he had encountered an unimaginable battle. Xue Yong rushed over, crossing two small courtyards. There were signs of fighting under the eaves and inside the houses, indicating they had fought their way through. Bao Xu's heavy sword seemed to have the upper hand, as there were occasional bloodstains on the way. However, when he ran past the second courtyard, he saw a net torn on the ground. It wasn't a fishing net, but a thicker one with various barbs. Now broken, it was covered in fresh blood. Bao Xu wouldn't use such a thing, so he must have fallen victim to it.

The unexpected appearance of such an unusual item in the battle made Xue Yong wary. However, those skilled with hidden weapons and contraptions in the Jianghu usually weren't very strong in martial arts. Knowing about it beforehand meant he didn't need to worry too much. Nevertheless, the closer he got, the more intense and chaotic Bao Xu's voice became. Xue Yong heard him shouting, "Come out! Come out! You despicable and shameless bastard! Come out and die—" or "I see you!" It seemed the enemy was well hidden. However, even though the weather was gloomy, if they were locked on, there was no way they wouldn't find each other.

It wasn't until he turned the corner of the building ahead that he finally saw the situation clearly.

In the dark rain, in the small courtyard, Bao Xu was wildly swinging his sword. His upper body was covered in fine splatters of blood, likely from the net. To Bao Xu, these were all insignificant superficial wounds. But most seriously, his upper body and even his head and face were marked with white. Much of the white powder was being washed away and diluted by the rain, but Xue Yong could immediately tell it was lime powder.

The lime powder must have been wrapped in oil paper or parchment before being thrown at his face. Once it touched his face, it would immediately burn his eyes. He probably rubbed his face a few times, further damaging it. The lime entering his wounds caused him immense pain, causing Bao Xu to swing his sword and scream hysterically.

In front of him, a figure stood quietly about six feet away. This figure was dressed in a scholar's robe and was also injured in several places. Blood flowed from wounds on his hands, feet, and even his head, only to be washed away by the rain. It was a gruesome sight. But he stood there quietly, holding a knife in his right hand, watching Bao Xu go mad like a ghost.

"Ning Liheng! You despicable villain! Shameless bastard! Come out! Have the guts to fight Grandpa for three hundred more rounds!"

Bao Xu roared in the rain. Xue Yong gripped his blade tighter upon seeing this. Bao Xu's shouts proved that no one else was involved in the fight. The brother in black and Wei Dingguo had both been killed by this Ning Liheng.

This trip to Liangshan placed great importance on the Jiangning Prison operation, viewing the revenge on the Su family as quite simple. Xi Junyu was familiar with the Su family's details. After eliminating the Hundred Blade Alliance, breaking in would be easy. And it was so, the killings taking place in the Su family were not meeting great resistance, even the guards protecting half of the Su family in the main hall were about to collapse. He did not expect to suffer such great losses here.

Xue Yong wasn't afraid, just surprised. He didn't know how the scholar had turned things around, but he was already badly injured under Bao Xu's pursuit. No matter how many tricks he had, they were probably all used up. As long as he was careful, he would be fine. He watched Bao Xu swinging his sword chaotically, staggering around. In the rain, the figure holding the knife slowly began to move his feet, approaching silently and slowly. Xue Yong tightened his curved blade and walked out.

To avoid him using any more tricks, he had to seize the opportunity and kill him with one blow once he made his move. Xue Yong thought to himself. As he approached, the scholar suddenly became alert and turned his head. In the dim light, he saw a pair of extremely sharp eyes.

In the Jianghu, people with such eyes were the most difficult to deal with.

The curved blade flashed, slicing through the water. The other party turned, retreated, and suddenly slashed with his own blade. The sound of weapons clashing echoed in the rain, followed by a series of clangs and bangs as they exchanged blows. Hearing the sound, Bao Xu charged towards them. Ning Yi retreated quickly, as he was already injured. Blocking Xue Yong's attacks was difficult.

Xue Yong's martial arts were originally high, but he was surprised that the other party could barely keep up with his speed under his quick blade. And although Ning Liheng's moves weren't yet as skilled as those of a first-rate master, they were precise and sophisticated. In the small courtyard, Bao Xu was swinging his sword wildly, and the two figures swirled around him, circling halfway around him. At this moment, Xue Yong suddenly saw a small opening in the other party's skillful swordsmanship. He subconsciously threw a left punch, hitting his mark. Ning Yi's sword flew out of his hand, leaving his chest exposed. Xue Yong's curved blade slashed straight at Ning Yi's chest. This strike hit Ning Yi squarely in the chest. At the same time, Ning Yi advanced instead of retreating, pressing forward with his chest.

Damn it…

The sound of metal striking metal echoed.

It was armor under his chest… In the instant he realized this, a right fist, charged to its limit, slammed into his forehead. Water exploded from the punch.

He didn't know that Ning Yi knew his best time for learning martial arts had passed, and he probably couldn't compete with others in many aspects. During his time in Hangzhou, he often discussed with Lu Hongti how to trick people, various hidden weapons, techniques, and even moves to leave loopholes. Lu Hongti's martial arts cultivation had reached a high level. While she disdained such methods, thinking Ning Yi was being ridiculous, she didn't refuse. Instead, she enthusiastically researched some things. The ingenious moves Ning Yi used were useless against ordinary ruffians, but effective against those with a certain level of martial arts like Xue Yong. Xue Yong was drawn in by the ingenious moves and unconsciously took advantage of the opening, falling victim to the seemingly ordinary armor.

The moves Lu Hongti researched were all for the use of various hidden weapons, lime powder, and firearms. There would probably never be another grandmaster who would be so ridiculous. The moves were neither too long nor too short, precisely meeting the standards that made many martial artists' hearts itch. Once drawn into the rhythm, they would immediately fall into a chain of traps. These segments were equivalent to Lu Hongti using her martial arts knowledge to fight against Xue Yong and others. Bao Xu had fallen victim to many tricks because of this. Now, the punch aimed at Xue Yong's forehead was infused with the power of the Breaking Six Paths technique.

With a bang, Xue Yong's body spun in the air, flying in the rain. But his martial arts were also impressive. He spun his curved blade, drawing blood from Ning Yi's shoulder. At the same time, he landed two flying kicks on Ning Yi's chest armor. The two figures flew in different directions, falling to the ground. Bao Xu's long sword slashed down on a pillar nearby.

"Who! Come out! Ning Liheng! You despicable villain, come out and die—"

Bao Xu continued to roar like a wounded beast. Xue Yong spat out a mouthful of blood. His head was buzzing, his vision blurry and swaying. The punch had hit his temple, which was extremely serious. He tried to get up, but struggled twice without success. He tried to focus his gaze and saw Ning Liheng struggling to support his body in the distance. He leaned against the steps, swaying and steadying himself.

He looked over, stood for a moment, then put his hands behind him, sat on the steps under the eaves. He didn't speak, just panted heavily, watching Bao Xu raving madly and Xue Yong vomiting blood on the ground like a ghost. At that moment, Xue Yong suddenly understood what it meant to take one wrong step and ruin everything. Many things in the Jianghu were like that, one wrong move and the whole game was lost. He had thought about similar situations many times, but this time, it happened to him suddenly and strangely. It seemed like such a thing shouldn't happen, yet it happened so quickly and simply. It was as if the scholar had practiced that chaotic fight a thousand times, waiting for him to come this evening and make it happen.

The sounds of fighting continued in the distance, likely the Liangshan members attacking the Su family's defense in the main hall. He didn't know how long they could hold out. Xue Yong saw the scholar tilt his head, listening to the sounds. There was some pain and helplessness in his expression. But he finally gritted his teeth, and his whole body trembled. Then, he took a deep breath, stood up, picked up the sword on the ground, and walked towards Xue Yong step by step.

Halfway there, he switched his weapon to a wooden stick. He reached Xue Yong, raised the stick, and slammed it down on his head and neck. Then another blow, and another… His mind was a mess, flashing back to everything that had happened. The scene of that cousin-in-law suddenly rushing up and desperately hugging the Divine Fire General Wei Dingguo when he was knocked to the ground. The corpses. Whether Yunzhu had escaped. Tan'er, Xiaochan, and the newborn child…

He didn't stop until Xue Yong finally collapsed in a pool of blood. Then, he turned around, dragging the wooden stick, and staggered towards Bao Xu, who was swinging his greatsword and roaring nearby…

Maybe there was still a chance, there would always be a chance…

He slammed the stick on Bao Xu's head, knocking him to the ground. Then, he dodged the greatsword's feeble swing and struck again.

At this moment, someone ran into the courtyard…

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