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Chapter 412: Trigram Continuous Palm - Wen Kuo Hai!

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: Trigram Continuous Palm - Wen Kuo Hai!

"Hmm?"

Xie Anfeng, who was also a Martial Artist with some understanding of the Eight Trigram Palm, squinted his eyes as he watched the elderly man’s movements.

"Mr. Wen, your steps follow your body, your palms change with your form, and your movements are as fluid as a dragon—you have truly achieved great skill in changing stances, impressive!"

"Heh!"

The elderly man chuckled audibly, then steadied his stance instantly, solid as a rock, and politely said, "You must be Young Master Anfeng? I am Wen Kuo Hai, and I greet you."

"Mr. Wen, your Trigram Continuous Palm is indeed formidable, but I wonder how it fares in actual combat?" Xie Anfeng used provocation, trying to stir anger within Wen Kuo Hai.

However, he was bound to be disappointed because the Eight Trigram Palm cultivated both internal and external aspects of martial arts, emphasizing not only stance training but also the cultivation of martial virtue.

Wen Kuo Hai remained calm and composed, saying, "Young master, if we speak of actual combat, the Eight Trigram Palm is well-equipped for both offense and defense, fearing no other skill. Victory or defeat depends on the level of one’s skill and the martial artist’s realm."

"Is that so?"

Unconvinced, Xie Anfeng continued provoking, "Mr. Wen, what do you think of these four bodyguards of mine? Could you possibly match them?"

Wen Kuo Hai remained still, only turning his head to look at the four bodyguards in black, his gaze sharp.

After a long while.

He shook his head, disappointed, "These bodyguards of yours are not much, I could take them all down within three minutes."

"What? Old man, don’t act superior just because you’re old; being elderly doesn’t equate to capability."

"Exactly, any one of us alone should be enough to deal with you; don’t be so arrogant."

"Do you think just anyone can be my bodyguard? You’re mistaken; our skills are all exceptional."

"..."

Listening to the bodyguards’ defiance, Xie Anfeng smiled slightly, "Whether you’re boasting or not, we’ll know after a fight. Mr. Wen, you can have a try and see just how capable they are."

This was a strategy to kill two birds with one stone, not only to dampen the pride of the bodyguards but also to gauge the depth of Wen Kuo Hai’s abilities.

"Very well!"

Wen Kuo Hai was not pretentious. Having just arrived at the Xie family, it was time to establish his authority—not to let the youngsters nor the hosts underestimate him.

"All four of you, come at once; don’t hold back, give it your all. I can handle it!"

"Yo-heave-ho!"

The four black-clothed bodyguards exchanged looks, each displaying a smug expression, not taking Wen Kuo Hai seriously. After warming up their fists, they menacingly surrounded him.

"Old man, don’t say we’re bullying an elderly person; it’s your arrogance that’s the problem."

"Roar..."

As the four black-clothed bodyguards closed in, Wen Kuo Hai moved like a flash of lightning, nimbly stepping out of the circle with punches guided by instinct, swiftly thrusting one bodyguard out.

"Off you go!"

"Bang!"

That bodyguard took a tumble, startled inside, admiring Wen’s formidable skill, having been careless just now.

"Guys, pay attention!"

"Got it!"

Seeing Wen Kuo Hai’s strike subdue an enemy, the bodyguards became serious, their demeanor growing earnest.

Wen Kuo Hai maintained a highly stable lower stance, moved agilely, and used a palm technique that was constantly changing and multifaceted, making it difficult for the bodyguards to defend.

Suddenly, he stopped defending and chose to engage in close combat, unleashing a series of rapid Thunder-like Chain Palms, driving the bodyguards back step by step.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang..."

At last, the bodyguards finally gave out, falling to the ground one by one, panting and unable to get up again.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Xie Anfeng hooked the corner of his mouth, nodding in satisfaction, "Mr. Wen, this time I have come to ask a favor. Head to Zhonghai City immediately, find Xiao Zheng from Qianqiu Group, and break one of his arms for me to relieve the hatred in my heart."

Wen Kuo Hai frowned slightly, showing some reluctance, but since he was being paid, he nodded after a moment, "Young master, rest assured, I guarantee I will catch him."

...

Qianqiu Group, sales department office.

Mu Yiqing had already emotionally overcome Xiao Zheng’s sudden departure and now they were sticking together again.

It was now lunchtime, and as Xiao Zheng took a bite of the meticulously prepared four-happiness meatballs, he was ecstatic and nodded in approval, "Truly worthy of my Xiao Mu’s culinary skills, striving for perfection, reaching new heights."

"Hmph, all nonsense!"

Mu Yiqing coyly fumbled with the hem of her clothes, her face as red as an apple, whispering like a mosquito, "Not even a message before going on vacation, where am I in your heart?"

"What?"

Xiao Zheng pretended not to hear, comically placing his hand to his ear, teasing, "Xiao Mu, just say it out loud if you’re confessing, Brother Xiao is all ears!"

"Ignoring you!"

It was Mu Yiqing’s first time being so intimate with a boy, and she still couldn’t let go of her restraint, twisting her slim waist, her face blushing as she turned to leave.

"Aye!"

Xiao Zheng exaggerated a sigh, pulling out a pair of clay figurines and boldly examining them, glancing over his shoulder at Mu Yiqing’s departing figure, he raised his voice, "Wow, what a great gift, hmm, when I have a girlfriend, I’ll definitely give it to her."

"Hm?"

Mu Yiqing, indeed caught by her curiosity, whipped her head around like a curious cat to see the exquisite clay figurines in Xiao Zheng’s hands, immediately filled with joy.

Hehe, Brother Xiao really does care about me, even bringing back souvenirs from his travels, so romantic!

Still thinking, Mu Yiqing pouted, tapping her shoes, stepping closer to Xiao Zheng, and burying her head in his chest, she coquettishly said, "Hmph, you brought a gift for someone, why didn’t you give it earlier?"

"Hehe, if you can recognize the identities of these two clay figurines, I’ll give them to you!"

Xiao Zheng smirked, setting the pair of clay figurines on the table facing Mu Yiqing.

Mu Yiqing secretly studied the figurines, which captured the appearance and personality vividly, a true classic.

The male figurine, with a smirk, clearly a smooth-talking playboy, always ready with flattering words to make girls happy, looked so much like Brother Xiao, equally mischievous.

The female figurine was dressed extravagantly, young and cute, fresh and elegant, innocent and pure, obviously a kind-hearted and noble princess-like character, much like her own personality.

She examined them from the top, from the bottom, from the left, and from the right, and even pulled them apart to look closer, but still, she couldn’t distinguish their real identities.

"Brother Xiao, the rakish young master and the naive little princess, who are they really?"

"You guess?"

Xiao Zheng grinned shamelessly, enjoying the pleasure of teasing the simple and shy Mu Yiqing, watching her fidget with embarrassment, speaking yet stopping, too cute to behold.

Mu Yiqing’s lips pouted, so thick you could hang a couple of ounces of oil off them, but still, she couldn’t see clearly, her delicate eyebrows gradually furrowing.

"Brother Xiao, just tell me, I even kindly made you four-happiness meatballs."

"The male is Wei Xiaobao, and the female is Mu Jianping!"

Xiao Zheng stopped teasing her, blurting out and stuffing the pair of clay figurines into her hands, patting her shoulder tenderly, "How could Brother Xiao forget you? Here, this is your gift."

"You love me, I love you?"

Mu Yiqing carefully examined Wei Xiaobao and Mu Jianping, the spitting image of Xiao Zheng and herself, feeling like she was bathing in spring breeze, smiling sweetly, "You love me, I love you, love flaring hot; take a lump of clay, mold a you, model a me, smash us both together, mix with water; then mold a you, model a me."