plumnovel Chapter 46 A Loss That Cannot Be Spoken Of
Chapter 46 A Loss That Cannot Be Spoken Of
Okay, okay!
This guy's act of showing off really angered Ma San'er, making him lose his temper completely.
Having truly unleashed his fury, Ma San abandoned verbal sparring and unleashed his full power, finally making Lu Xingzhou realize the gap between himself and this world-class kung fu master.
Although Ma San's blows earlier hurt him a lot, they were still physical injuries, and not as painful as the gunshot wounds that destroyed a large part of the machine.
But after that, every time Ma San'er hit him, the force was peculiar.
When a punch comes straight to the chest, the first thing to feel the pain is not the skin, muscles, or bones, but the heart!
Flying backward, Lu Xingzhou, writhing in excruciating pain, was once again brutally beaten by Ma San.
But he became visibly excited.
Hidden strength?
Or is it internal energy?!
Lu Xingzhou could not confirm.
Whatever it is, this is fantastic!
Lu Xingzhou was being beaten up by Ma San, whose physical abilities were no worse than his and who also possessed strange strength, but the outcome of the battle did not develop in the direction Ma San had expected.
Who told Lu Xingzhou to have a cheat code!
After another dozen or so rounds, it was Ma San'er who couldn't hold on any longer.
After failing to anticipate Lu Xingzhou's reaction once again, Ma San'er was struck on the right cheek by a powerful elbow strike, instantly turning his face bruised and disfigured.
He immediately jumped out of the battle circle and shouted:
"Stop! That's enough! This is just a friendly sparring match. If we keep fighting, we'll be risking our lives!!"
"Alright then~"
Lu Xingzhou, who should have been killed long ago, stopped the pursuit after fighting for his life.
Ma San, unaware of all this, saw that he only had a few tears in his clothes and was breathing erratically, but was not injured.
Take another look at your aching left leg, swollen back, internally injured abdomen, and the large lump on the right side of your face that blocks your view.
I'm so depressed that I'm questioning the meaning of life.
Why?
Why is that?!
I was clearly dominating him, so why does it seem like he defeated me?!
Ma San, who had always felt that his master treated him like a father treats his son, began to suspect for the first time that his master had held back some secrets when teaching him boxing.
Why didn't he teach me how to deal with these unkillable monsters?!
Ma San wasn't a completely ungrateful beast, and he quickly shook off this rebellious thought.
After tidying himself up, Lu Xingzhou looked at Ma San's miserable face and his anger at Ma San's kidney explosion subsided.
He clasped his hands in a gesture of flattery: "Third Master's skills are indeed superb; Xingzhou has learned a great deal!"
According to the rules of the fighting competition, Ma San's points score against him was 99:1. To be fair, Ma San won this sparring match completely.
But the results were quite the opposite.
With his face bruised and swollen, Ma San even wondered if Lu Xingzhou was playing the role of someone who had mastered the Iron Shirt and Golden Bell techniques.
"Mr. Lu, are you trying to humiliate me, Ma San'er?!"
Lu Xingzhou, who was only using him as a test, had no intention of killing Ma San'er here, nor did he have any competitive spirit.
The reason he was beaten like this was purely because his kidneys were crushed at the beginning, and he was eager for revenge.
Having taken his revenge, Lu Xingzhou, who had no interest in masochism, wouldn't force Ma San'er to completely unleash his full power.
"Third Master is joking. Anyone with eyes can see that Third Master's strength far surpasses mine. Sanjiangshui, don't you agree?"
Sanjiang Shui forced a smile to his lips and nodded vigorously.
Ma San felt more like he had been humiliated.
But Lu Xingzhou didn't give him time to think further: "Ni Yang!"
Ni Yang, looking quite energetic, replied, "Here I am, young master!"
"I'm a bit hungry after the fight. Tell the kitchen to prepare some good food; I want to drink with Third Master until we're completely drunk!"
He even tried to use his Dionysian skills to flirt with others, but Ma San flatly refused.
"No need!"
He studied martial arts with the most prominent grandmaster in the northern martial arts world for over ten years, yet he still couldn't defeat a nouveau riche who knew nothing about martial arts.
After being humiliated like this, how could I possibly have the face to stay for dinner?
"I left without my master's knowledge. I'm in a hurry to get back and can't stay any longer. Goodbye!!"
This is not an excuse.
Given Gong Yutian's personality and current social status, it's impossible for Bo Lenggeer to want him to associate with a low-level street thug like Chen Daye.
Ma San'er dared not let Chen Daye know about the tribute he received, and he dared not let his master know that he was seeking revenge on Lu Xingzhou.
The reason I was able to come here this time was because I was in Changtu to collect rent, and I came here on the way.
After defeating Lu Xingzhou.
No, it's that after I get beaten up by Lu Xingzhou, I have to rush back.
The thought of this made Ma San'er feel terrible. With his face swollen like this, there was no way he could hide it from his master; he was in for a lot of trouble when he got back.
"Chen Daye, you fucking deserve to die!"
But out of respect for the ocean, Ma San had no choice but to swallow this bitter pill.
He insisted on leaving, and Lu Xingzhou didn't stop him, but took out 200 silver dollars.
"I have complete faith in Third Master's character. Whether or not the apprenticeship with Master Gong goes through, this money is yours."
Ma San felt much better after receiving the silver dollars.
She glanced coldly at Lu Xingzhou: "Just you wait!"
Before he was beaten, Ma San was absolutely certain that he wouldn't earn the remaining 300 silver dollars.
But after getting a good beating from Lu Xingzhou, he realized that he might actually make 300 silver dollars, and he was determined to get it!
The movements and techniques Lu Xingzhou displayed clearly showed that he had never actually studied martial arts.
With such a monstrous physique, even if his master isn't interested, his senior uncle will definitely be.
Lu Xingzhou remained composed: "Alright, Sanjiang River, see Third Master off for me!"
"Please, Third Master!"
The people from the Three Rivers were not very polite.
What kind of bullshit is this, a direct descendant of a grandmaster? Is this all there is to it?
But Ma San'er was too lazy to argue with him. He limped out of the main room, his body stiffening again.
Outside the house, a large group of farmhands and gunners had gathered, having learned that someone had come to cause trouble for the owner and having heard the sounds of fighting inside.
They were holding either Springfield or Malian-box rifles, and they were all looking at him with hostility. Ma San'er's frustration from being beaten dissipated a lot.
"I was so hasty in coming here. This small enclosure has seventy or eighty rifles!"
Fortunately, he was the one who got beaten black and blue by Lu Xingzhou today. If he had really hurt Lu Xingzhou, he probably wouldn't have been able to leave the enclosure.
They struggled to mount their horses after leaving the enclosure and galloped away as if fleeing.
After he left the house, Lu Xingzhou told Ni Yang to close the door. He could no longer pretend to be nonchalant and began to grimace and scream in a low voice.
"Ouch~~ Ouch~~! That fucking hurts!!"
"How did this bastard get such strength?! It hurts so much!!!"
The strange force that struck my internal organs caused pain that was completely different from the pain of external injuries.
If he hadn't been through so many gunfights in the United States, Lu Xingzhou would have already lost his temper and rolled on the ground in despair.
Ni Yang, standing nearby, asked anxiously, "Young Master, what's wrong? Shall I call a doctor for you?"
"Don't move! You don't need to!"
Lu Xingzhou called out to him, and it took several more minutes for his body to adjust.
After tidying himself up and regaining his composed demeanor, Young Master Lu opened the door and walked out:
"What are you all doing here in broad daylight instead of working? I was just sparring with Gong Yutian's eldest disciple, Ma San. Why are you all so nervous? Everyone, disperse!"
Everyone was relieved to see that Lu Xingzhou did not appear to be injured.
If a boss like Lu Xingzhou is gone, you probably won't find another one like him in your lifetime.
Everyone saw how disheveled Ma San was when he left, and compared to Lu Xingzhou who was completely unharmed, it was obvious who was stronger.
"Even Master Gong's disciples are no match for our master. I reckon that apart from Gong Yutian himself, no one in the entire Kanto region can rival our master!"
"Of course! The master can move through dozens of bearded men like they're nothing, so we shouldn't be worried!"
"That makes perfect sense!"
The more people talked about it, the more convinced they became that this was the truth.
Our boss is invincible!
Lu Xingzhou wants to say that your concerns are actually not wrong.
If it weren't for the cheat code, I would have been beaten to death ten times over by that ruthless Ma San'er. I just don't want to say it directly to maintain my noble image.
But we can't let everyone develop a "boy who cried wolf" mentality, so that if they don't come to his rescue next time something like this happens, he'll be in a bind.
"Don't go around saying 'we're sparring behind closed doors, regardless of the outcome!' Also, I'm very pleased with everyone's attitude towards me. There's an extra treat today—a bowl of sauerkraut and mutton soup for everyone for dinner!"
The farmhands all understood what he meant.
The boss is highly skilled and doesn't care about our efforts to protect him, but he appreciates everyone's good intentions in wanting to protect him, so he's treating everyone to meat!
"Thank you, boss!"
The crowd dispersed, each going about their own business.
Oh right, I'm so dirty, I need to take a shower as soon as possible.
Since the boss married Mrs. Lin, Zhu Chuanwen, that grandson, has slapped seven unclean old men.
If you eat together and your body smells bad and offends the host, that guy who talks about mangy dogs will use it as an excuse to make trouble again.
After dealing with the farmhands who came to "rescue" him, Lu Xingzhou strolled around in front of everyone, then returned to the main room as if nothing had happened.
The pain in the nerve endings was difficult to eliminate, and he continued to hum to himself.
"This is definitely not a supernatural world, otherwise I would have hanged myself long ago in the free United States."
"But why does that bastard Ma San hit people so hard?!"