Are You Crazy? He’s only an Intern Lawyer?
Chapter 354 - 352 Wu Renjie, Yin Needle Tactics

Chapter 354: Chapter 352 Wu Renjie, Yin Needle Tactics

Martial Arts Tournament, the scene.

"Oh Duo~"

"What an astonishing battle, refreshing our eyes once again!"

"Another female martial artist has won, let us congratulate the contestant Zhang Xinwu!"

On the stage, Zhang Xinwu raised her right hand high, declaring her victory to everyone around.

Her opponent, however, was down below the stage, struggling to stand up while holding his chest.

He knew that the strike from the woman on the stage had been controlled, otherwise, his chest cavity would have been shaken, and it definitely wouldn’t be as simple as just being thrown out of the ring.

The woman on the stage was not only strong but also full of martial virtue!

The opponent also respected Zhang Xinwu deeply, nodding in admiration before hastily leaving.

As the host on the stage called out energetically, the atmosphere in the stands around also gradually became lively.

"Sister Xiao Wu is awesome!"

"Yes, she truly deserves to be a martial arts instructor!"

Zhang Wei and Xia Qianyue also cheered excitedly.

In the seats for the renowned guests.

"This girl is quite good!"

"Especially the last hit, aiming to stop just at the right point, defeating the opponent without injuring him!"

"That’s probably what martial virtue is, on this little girl I see the kind of martial virtue only a master could possess!"

The Dao Buddha Hermitage Trio again commented.

This time, all three of their comments were positive, their looks towards Zhang Xinwu filled with approval.

"This girl is not bad!" Master Huang also stroked his gray beard, unable to help but remark.

After speaking, he looked towards the neighboring seats.

"Hehehe..." The beggar laughed foolishly once more.

"Master, it seems you agree too!" Master Huang seemed to understand the beggar’s laughter and echoed with a comment.

Zhang Xinwu won the match and returned to the rest area.

The rest area was spacious, or it wouldn’t be an overstatement to call it a rest hall.

Inside the hall, Zhang Xinyan came up to greet his sister as soon as he saw her.

"Big sis, you were amazing. Here, this is a towel and some water!"

Zhang Xinwu took the towel and the mineral water, and then asked, "Xiao Yan, my match is over, and you’re up next, right? Are you confident?"

"Don’t worry, big sis, I’ll definitely advance this time, or else I’ll live stream myself doing a handstand while washing my hair!"

"Go ahead, stop making such random promises!"

Zhang Xinwu spat lightly, unable to help but knock Zhang Xinyan on the head.

"Contestant Zhang Xinyan, please get ready, it’s your turn next!" Suddenly, a staff member shouted.

"Sis, I’m off!" Zhang Xinyan immediately got excited.

Watching her brother leave, Zhang Xinwu felt an inexplicable flutter in her heart.

She had a feeling that quite a bit was about to happen.

"Is contestant Wu Renjie here?" A staff member began calling out again.

In a corner of the rest area, a shadow slowly got up.

He approached the staff member in just a few steps, but his gaze was locked on Zhang Xinwu’s position, his corner of the mouth curving into a cold smirk.

"Contestant Wu Renjie, please follow me, next is your match against contestant Zhang Xinyan!"

The staff member led another contestant into the passage towards the stage.

On the stage.

Under the host’s call, Zhang Xinyan was the first to enter the scene.

In the stands.

"Is that stinky little brother on stage?"

Zhang Wei looked at the approaching Zhang Xinyan, his face completely void of expectation.

It’s all been said before, what is there to expect, really.

Anyway, the stinky little brother’s road to advancement has never had any true substance.

In the end, it was only by relying on Hua Chaoli giving up his spot that he was luckily able to grab the last ticket to the main competition.

To put it professionally...

You, Zhang Xinyan, participating in the Martial Arts Tournament, can you actually fight?

You can’t fight, you lack the ability, you know that!

Having no expectations for Zhang Xinyan, there’s no talk about being disappointed.

So when Zhang Xinyan got on stage, Zhang Wei even took out his phone, began chatting with others.

[Zhang Wei: Sister Xiao Wu’s stinky brother is on stage, hehe...]

[Zhao Xiaoxiao: Don’t think he’ll do well / Smirking]

[Xiao Baihe: All flash and no substance. I second that / Smirking]

[Jessica: It’s a pity I’m in the gym’s medical room, can’t see what’s going on in the main competition venue / Smirking]

[Mo Yuzhu: @Zhang Wei, are you and Silly in the sponsor’s seat? I’ll come find you!]

Within the chat group, upon seeing the message from Mo Yuzhu @ing him, Zhang Wei was somewhat surprised.

You’re supposed to be in the VIP seats, why would you want to come to the sponsor seats?

[Xia Qian: Sure, come over, Yu Zhu, Zhang Wei is in the corner of the sponsor’s seat / Cheering]

Zhang Wei was taken aback, having not expected Xia Qianyue to reply to the message first.

At the same time, in the VIP area.

"Dad, I’m going to meet up with my friends!"

Mo Yuzhu said to a middle-aged man in a suit in the front row. Without waiting for a reply, she left her seat on her own and headed to the sponsor’s area.

The man merely glanced sideways at his daughter’s retreating figure, his expression unchanging.

Before long, Mo Yuzhu had left the VIP area and met up with Zhang Wei.

"Zhang Wei, Silly, I..."

"Here we are!"

To her surprise, before Mo Yuzhu could finish her greeting, two more people came out of the sponsor’s aisle.

"Well, look at that, you guys made it too!"

Zhang Wei was startled because Xiao Baihe and Tan Yingying had also arrived.

"Just to be clear, it was Ying Ying who wanted to come and meet you guys, it has nothing to do with me, okay?"

Xiao Baihe said, feigning indifference as she stepped towards Zhang Wei and the others, while Tan Yingying was gripping the former’s clothes, trying her best not to be seen by Zhang Wei.

As for that previous statement, she didn’t claim it was hers and insisted it had nothing to do with her.

And her hiding behind Xiao Baihe... wasn’t that just normal?

Even though this place wasn’t a courtroom and although it wasn’t a workday.

But the fear of Zhang Wei was not about time or place.

All of a sudden, three more girls appeared, and the atmosphere became lively.

"Zhang Wei, do me a favor, I want some popcorn too!"

Out of the blue, Xiao Baihe seemed to be ordering Zhang Wei around, pointing at the soda and popcorn in his hand with a mischievous grin.

Her gaze was like a mad hint... No, this was actually an outright declaration.

Today, I’m going to make you, Zhang Wei, pay for a feast of snacks.

"Old Xiao, I..."

"Zhang Wei, just buy her some, will you~"

Zhang Wei had intended to refuse, but Xia Qianyue suddenly spoke up in support of Xiao Baihe.

"Alright then..."

Someone curled his lips, thinking, already bending over backwards before we’re married, huh?

"Zhang Wei, I want one too!" Mo Yuzhu also quietly raised her hand from the side.

"Then, I..." Tan Yingying shrank back, tentatively poking her head out.

"Alright then..."

Zhang Wei was speechless too, so was it you don’t ask at all, or you all ask together, huh?

He rose up reluctantly, prepared to buy popcorn for this bunch of ladies.

"Let’s welcome the martial artist Renjie on stage!"

Just as he stepped out of the sponsor’s seating area, the voice of the host rang in his ears.

"Wu Renjie, surname Wu?"

In Zhang Wei’s mind, he suddenly thought of something the second daughter had mentioned before.

There are Five Great Families in Dongfang Capital. Zhao Qingyan’s Zhao Family is one of them, there’s also Hua Chaofan’s Hua Family, Lin Xiangtian’s Lin Family, as well as the Wu and Zhang Families.

This time, a person surnamed Wu appeared. Could he be from one of the Five Great Families, the Wu Family?

"Maybe it’s just a coincidence..."

He shook his head, dismissing these thoughts, and headed straight for the concession stand.

minutes later, when Zhang Wei returned with several buckets of popcorn, bags of snacks, and sodas, he noticed that Xia Qianyue and the others didn’t look too happy.

"What’s wrong?"

After handing over the snacks and popcorn to Tan Yingying and the others, he asked, puzzled.

"Your driver is about to lose!"

Xiao Baihe took the popcorn, then pointed at the stage.

"Isn’t that normal?" Zhang Wei spread his hands.

Stinking little brother losing, isn’t that the expected outcome?

His skill level, don’t you all know it by heart by now?

"It’s not like that. His opponent is strong, but Zhang Xinyan should have lost a long time ago. However, his opponent is just tormenting him!"

"Huh?"

When Zhang Wei heard Xia Qianyue say this, he also quickly turned his attention to the stage.

He saw that after a few exchanges between the two competitors, they separated again quickly.

But the so-called exchanges were just Zhang Xinyan getting beaten one-sidedly.

All his attacks were dodged by his opponent, while his own body ended up with several bruises and blood marks after each round.

Zhang Xinyan’s corner of the mouth oozed blood, obviously seriously injured.

And his opponent, Wu Renjie, looked calm and playful, as if he was toying with him.

"Kid, I’ve taken a liking to your sister. Let her be my woman!"

All of a sudden, Wu Renjie whispered to Zhang Xinyan in a voice audible only to the two of them on stage.

"Don’t even think about it!"

Upon hearing these words about his sister, Zhang Xinyan’s eyes reddened, his whole body erupted in anger.

He roared, charging towards his opponent like a frenzied beast.

"Hmph, unappreciative! There hasn’t been a single woman I, Wu Renjie, have taken a liking to who has managed to escape!"

Wu Renjie’s face revealed a cold smirk, his figure flashed, leaving a residual image in his original spot.

Zhang Xinyan’s lunging attack struck only the residual image, naturally ineffective.

"Since you won’t appreciate my generosity, don’t blame me!"

Seeing Zhang Xinyan’s lack of appreciation, a sinister light flashed in Wu Renjie’s eyes.

He relaxed the five fingers of his right hand, not opting for a fist, but instead extending three fingers.

His figure moved quickly, closing the distance with Zhang Xinyan, and thrust out three fingers, aiming straight at the person before him.

Hiss hiss hiss!

Blood spurted, clothes ripped, and three thin bloody holes suddenly appeared below Zhang Xinyan’s ribs.

"Die!"

The latter, as if numb to the pain, flung his hand, nearly brushing past Wu Renjie’s eyebrows.

"Hmph!"

Wu Renjie’s face showed a trace of displeasure at having almost been hit, but seeing the three fingers marks below Zhang Xinyan’s ribs, a cold smile returned to his lips.

Because this meant his plan had succeeded.

Next came his favorite moment.

"You’ve already lost!"

Wu Renjie let out a cold laugh and turned to leave without looking back, as if he intended to walk down from the platform.

"Contestant Wu Renjie, your opponent has not yet fallen or admitted defeat. If you walk away like this, you will be declared the loser!"

The host shouted out upon seeing this scene.

"No, he has already been defeated!"

But Wu Renjie, without turning back, casually dropped a sentence.

Showing off!

This was blatant showing off!

Just as he reached the edge of the platform, a "thud" was heard, Zhang Xinyan suddenly fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Damn!"

This scene took even the referee at the edge of the platform by surprise.

He quickly rushed onto the platform to check on Zhang Xinyan’s condition.

When he found that Zhang Xinyan was still breathing but had no possibility of continuing the fight, he immediately announced, "The winner is contestant Wu Renjie!"

Not until this moment did Wu Renjie step off the platform.

In an instant, the entire venue erupted.

At least he had successfully shown off!

The surrounding audience felt that this contestant Wu Renjie had the bearing of a grandmaster.

Young, good-looking, and most importantly, skilled, with the ability to incapacitate his opponent from a distance.

Master!

A youthful master!

Such a person is exactly what the martial arts tournament needs, a contestant who can boost the viewership!

However, unlike the cheers from the surrounding stands, the area reserved for the veterans was very silent.

"Have you all figured it out?"

"Yes, we have!"

"Nonsense, who wouldn’t see it if they’re not blind?"

The Dao Buddha Hermitage Trio each let out a cold laugh.

"If Master Huang is not mistaken, that last move just now...could it be..."

"There’s no mistake, it’s the ’Yin Needle’ technique!"

Before Master Huang could finish, the old beggar suddenly stopped pretending to be simple-minded and calmly analyzed.

"Master Hong, you’ve stopped pretending?" Huang Tianhong immediately reminded him in a whisper.

"Ah, oh... heh heh heh..."

Interrupted by Huang Tianhong, the old beggar suddenly reverted to his signature simple-minded grin.

So he had been pretending all along!

But that’s to be expected; the tournament’s sponsor, no matter how foolish, would not have chosen an idiot to be a venerable guest, right?

"The Yin Needle technique, this is a technique of the evil and heretical paths. But ever since the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch eradicated those families, he has claimed all of these sinister techniques under the pretense of ’eradicating future troubles.’ I never thought that his descendants would learn these techniques!"

Huang Tianhong stroked his beard, his eyes devoid of their usual composure.

He knew, the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch was also given to double standards.

When others use it, it’s labeled as heretical and harmful to the martial arts community!

But when your own people employ it, suddenly you’re spouting all sorts of grand principles like ’martial arts are neutral, it depends on the user’s character’, blah blah blah.

Yet you still allow your own descendants to practice such vicious martial arts; isn’t that the epitome of hypocrisy?

"The problem is that kid. He’s been hit by the Yin Needle technique without realizing it, and now he’s going to be in trouble!"

Huang Tianhong thought, and recalled the scene where Zhang Xinyan was carried off, feeling concerned.

There’s a reason why such martial arts like Yin Needle are labeled as heretical—they are fundamentally harmful.

...

Meanwhile.

Over by Zhang Wei.

"Was my stinky little brother eliminated in the first round?"

"As expected, you just can’t have high hopes for him, that kid is always a one-round wonder!"

"Luckily I bet on you, Silly, if I’d bet on him, wouldn’t that be a huge loss?"

Not knowing Zhang Xinyan’s situation, he could only mutter these words to himself.

Xia Qianyue beside him frowned, a look of worry on her face.

Xiao Baihe, Mo Yuzhu, and the others, meanwhile, grabbed their popcorn, stuffing their mouths with it.

Clearly, in their eyes, watching the competition was nowhere near as interesting as eating popcorn and drinking soda.

Zhang Wei watched a few more matches but found them barely more entertaining.

However, Tamu, Ah Ni, and Captain Wu Yong, among others, had all advanced smoothly.

After that, Zhang Wei left with Xia Qianyue, as today’s competition only consisted of the first round, while the second and third rounds were to be held the next day.

This was also what Xia Qianyue requested; she wanted to check on Zhang Xinyan.

...

In the evening, within Zhang’s Martial Arts School.

"Cough, cough, my chest, it hurts so much..."

Zhang Xinyan lay on a bamboo mat, coughing up blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Come on, Xiao Yan, time for your medicine!"

Zhang Xinwu hurried over with a bowl of hot medicinal soup.

After taking the medicine, Zhang Xinyan’s condition seemed to improve slightly.

But before the improvement could last, he spit out another mouthful of blood and then passed out.

"What’s going on, why didn’t the medicine work?"

After taking Zhang Xinyan’s pulse, Zhang Xinwu’s face grew solemn.

"Sister Xiao Wu, we’ve come to see him!"

Outside the door, Zhang Wei’s voice could be heard.

Zhang Wei arrived at Zhang Xinyan’s bedside with Xia Qianyue in tow.

Regrettably, Zhang Xinyan did not wake up and continued to be unconscious.

"What’s the matter with this kid, he’s not getting better after taking the medicine?"

"Yeah, it looks like there’s something wrong with Xiao Yan’s body, as for the specifics, I’m not too clear!"

"Shouldn’t we take him to the hospital?"

"We’ve already seen a doctor in the medical room earlier, but the doctor was at a loss."

"Has Jessica looked at him?"

"She couldn’t figure it out."

"Oh, I almost forgot, Jessica used to be a surgeon, your brother’s condition is clearly an internal medicine problem!"

Zhang Wei smacked his forehead, having forgotten this detail.

"Sister, I can’t lose you!"

Just as the group felt at a loss, the unconscious Zhang Xinyan suddenly cried out.

Zhang Wei and the others thought Zhang Xinyan’s condition had improved, but after shouting out, he fell silent again.

"This stinky little brother, can’t he even stay quiet while unconscious?" Zhang Wei was speechless.

Thump thump thump!

It was at this time, at the door of Zhang’s Martial Arts School, that a knock could be heard.

"What’s going on, the school isn’t closed, who’s being so polite to knock first?"

Zhang Wei looked toward the door and saw a familiar face.

It was Liang Canguang, the head disciple of Yangxin Hall.

Zhang Wei hurried out, but when Liang Canguang saw Zhang Wei and Xia Qianyue appear, his face showed a look of intense fear.

"Lawyer Zhang... hello..."

He was still very fearful of Zhang Wei and Xia Qianyue, with a trembling tone in his voice.

"Liang Canguang, what are you doing here?"

"I’ve come here... because my master sent me to pass on a message to you..."

"Your master, Master Huang Tianhong?"

"Yes, my master wanted me to tell you that the young friend has been hit by a technique known as the ’Yin Needle’, a vicious technique involving the use of True Qi, which if not removed within seven days, the Yin Needle will invade the heart meridians. That’s why this move is also called ’Yin Needle Seven-day Kill’!"

"Yin Needle, Seven-day Kill?"

Zhang Wei frowned, then immediately asked, "Is there a way to counter it?"

"The only way to break it is known to the one who enacted the technique."

As Liang Canguang spoke, he added, "My master said that he had thought the Yin Needle technique had been lost when those several evil sects were destroyed, not expecting that the old Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch of the Wu Family would break his previous promise, allowing his descendants to practice such vicious techniques!"

"Oh, the Wu family, can you tell me more?"

Hearing Liang Canguang’s explanation, Zhang Wei immediately latched onto something.

Having received his master’s instructions, Liang Canguang was forthright, quickly spilling the details of these old grudges.

After learning about these martial arts feuds, Zhang Wei seemed indifferent.

After all, these things were far removed from him.

He was only concerned about how to resolve his stinky little brother’s injuries.

He didn’t want to lose a driver who could run errands for him!