Human Martial Saint: Starting with Bajiquan

Chapter 75 Seeing Injustice

Seeing that Master He was angry.

A lackey of a bodyguard seized the opportunity to fawn:

"That's right, the master is already doing you a tremendous favor by bringing you here to broaden your horizons and even letting you take the martial arts exam. Shouldn't you thank him?"

Hou Tong's face turned bright red.

He gripped the cold pancake tightly in his hand.

I want to throw it away, but I can't bear to.

This was his last ration.

He recalled the monkey demon's blood that had burned and stabbed him when it entered his stomach, causing him to have a high fever for three days, teetering on the brink of death, and nearly dying.

I also recalled how, after I signed that death contract, my mother lay on her cold hospital bed, looking at the meager medical expenses her son had earned by selling himself, and how she wept bitterly.

Hou Tong dared not resist.

He, who was always hungry, was probably no match for the group of lackeys around the master.

They didn't dare to run away.

If there is a death contract for servitude, one will be wanted by the imperial court.

Where in this vast world can one escape to?

He is only twelve years old this year, except for this boxing skill that he earned with his life.

Nothing.

"What are you standing there for? Have you forgotten your death contract? You unruly brat, kneel down and kowtow to me! Admit your mistake properly!!!"

When Master He saw that he didn't move, he became even angrier.

He slammed his wine glass heavily onto the table.

The noise in the lobby was somewhat reduced by the noise.

Hou Tong felt many eyes being cast his way.

There was curiosity, disdain, and sympathy.

In the morning, I was a radiant martial artist on the provincial examination stage, receiving cheers from the crowd.

At this moment, he was nothing more than a lowly insect.

The thought of the oppressive "death pact" and the guards about to surround him made him feel awed.

Tears streamed down his face, and he trembled all over.

His knees bent little by little.

It was about to touch the ground.

All of this was observed by the Eagle Claw Sect and Iron Finger Hall members who were eating nearby.

Wang Zheng and Li Ying recognized He Yuanwai, their enemy, at a glance. He was a notorious scoundrel in Qili County who had always coveted Li Ying's younger brother!

Now this scumbag has actually come to their territory and caused such a scene in public.

The two were immediately enraged.

His fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

They had already told their respective sect leaders about this family matter, so Li Ying pointed to Master He and cast a pleading look at his master.

"Master..."

The Eagle Sect Master naturally saw it all. He was shocked to see an excellent rank-entry martial artist being so publicly humiliated by a nouveau riche from another county.

I was also very unhappy.

He usually thought highly of Li Ying.

Logically speaking, since the enemy has delivered himself to his doorstep, he should have helped his beloved disciple vent his anger long ago.

But his gaze swept over the guards around Master He, and then he looked around.

In the end, he shook his head.

The Eagle Sect Master whispered:

"During the military examination period, do not cause trouble. If we make a big fuss, the constables will come and arrest us, which will delay our provincial examination and be a loss."

Upon hearing this, the Iron Gate Master nodded slightly.

At this point, it is indeed not advisable to create unnecessary complications.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng and Li Ying could only suppress their anger, their eyes filled with resentment.

Some couldn't bear to look at Hou Tong anymore.

The other test takers and their elders at the surrounding tables also noticed this.

Whispers turned into open discussion:

"Was that the kid who practiced monkey boxing this morning? He was pretty good, but...?"

"This rich man has gone too far! He doesn't treat martial artists like human beings at all."

"Shh, keep your voice down. Judging by his behavior, he probably has some connections."

The test takers can all empathize with this.

Becoming a high-ranking martial artist is no easy feat.

How can we be so easily insulted?

Some candidates wanted to step forward and stand up for Hou Tong.

Master He heard the discussion but felt no shame.

Instead, they became even more arrogant.

He suddenly stood up, pulled a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket, and unfolded it with a whoosh.

Show it to those around you:

"Look carefully, everyone! This is that brat's indenture! It's in black and white, and it even has the official seal of the Qili County government! He's my man, and I can do whatever I want with him. Who are you outsiders to interfere?"

The lackeys and guards standing nearby saw this.

He retorted, "That's right! If you keep meddling, believe me, we'll take you to the county government and have you charged with disturbing the peace!"

That yellowed contract silenced many who had initially wanted to reprimand it.

This young martial artist was in a very unfortunate situation.

It really is just a family matter.

"I don't care about any contract, bullying people on my turf is unacceptable!"

A sharp shout came from the stairwell.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Yang Hongliu, the young lady of the restaurant, striding towards them with her eyebrows raised.

Behind them followed Lu You and Liu Sheng, who both appeared calm.

They were originally in a private room on the second floor when they heard a commotion downstairs. Yang Hongliu, who always enjoyed watching a good show, came down to check it out.

Upon arrival, they witnessed the scene where Master He forced Hou Tong to kneel.

Master He sensed that the person was not friendly, especially since she was a woman and claimed this was her territory.

First stunned.

Then he shrank behind the guards.

"Where did this shrew come from, daring to meddle in the master's affairs? Hou Tong! Stop her!"

Master He shouted sternly.

Although Yang Hongliu came with great force, Master He did not take it seriously.

This Crescent Moon County is also within the Great Tibetan Empire.

The demon lord is the real lord.

Who do you think you are, a mere human, to dare to speak so disrespectfully to your master?

Hou Tong looked at Yang Hongliu, who stood up for him, and then at the fierce-looking Master He, and struggled with his inner turmoil.

He was grateful for the help he received, but the shackles of the indenture seemed to outweigh his gratitude.

Under Master He's repeated urging.

Hou Tong finally gritted his teeth and lowered his body.

He was about to unleash his monkey fist technique and dash towards Yang Hongliu.

He made up his mind that he must not hurt her.

Just force Yang Hongliu to retreat.

However, as soon as Hou Tong moved, he felt an immense force coming from above, as if a heavy object from an unknown source was gently pressing him down.

It turned out that Lu You had made the move.

Without anyone noticing, he stood in front of Yang Hongliu, one hand seemingly casually resting on Hou Yong's shoulder.

Upon contact, Hou Yong felt that even with all his strength, he was powerless to resist. His entire body was pinned down by the martial artist in front of him with just one hand, rendering him unable to move.

The flow of qi and blood becomes stagnant.

He was taken aback.

He was already close to the peak of the eighth rank, so how could his opponent be so much stronger?! Could it be...?

Thinking of this, Hou Yong looked up in alarm and met Lu You's calm and collected gaze.

That was the suppression of an absolute power from a seventh-grade Yi Jin Realm expert!

Liu Sheng had already activated his spiritual eyes and saw that the group of useless guards around Master He were all glowing green.

Hit me all you want!

A bunch of low-ranking officials, yet they dare to be so arrogant?

Considering this is the lobby of my senior sister's family restaurant, I definitely can't cause trouble at her place.

Liu Sheng first dodged the guards' attacks, then used both fists and feet, intending to knock these good-for-nothings out one by one, either by hammering or kicking them out of the main hall.

To avoid accidentally injuring guests at other tables.

He acted swiftly.

The two good-for-nothings flew and rolled, and now they were both lying paralyzed on the street outside the door, crying out repeatedly.

Seeing this, Yang Hongliu understood immediately and followed suit, delivering swift and decisive blows.

In no time at all, several lackeys and ninth-rank guards were lying on the ground outside the door, groaning in pain.

Master He was also punched twice and thrown out.

He never expected that the guards he had hired at great expense would be so easily defeated by these three men.

He struggled to his feet, but then turned pale with fright and backed away repeatedly.

However, he accidentally tripped over a guard next to him.

He fell flat on his backside again.