Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 788 Yue Family Martial Arts Hall

Chapter 788: Chapter 788 Yue Family Martial Arts Hall

"Head Instructor, that damn eunuch has gone far, and he doesn’t have the wind-aided ears to hear us."

The head instructor of the Yue Family Martial Arts Hall, Yue Songtao, glanced at his old comrade: "Be careful, for walls have ears, and within this martial arts hall, you never know who might be the spy planted by our enemies."

After speaking, Yue Songtao twisted his body and walked into the martial arts hall, leading his comrade to a sparring field within the hall: "Come, spar with me for a bit."

The sparring field was empty and open all around, with no one in sight at the moment.

"Head Instructor, is this still our martial arts hall, where we have to hold back even the words we want to say? When will these days end?"

Yue Songtao sparred with his comrade, practicing Tai Chi push hands.

"At your age, do you still need me to teach you what should and shouldn’t be said? Not to mention, if it weren’t for the Xu Family’s support, the Yue Family Martial Arts Hall wouldn’t enjoy the glory it has today, with over a hundred branches in the Southeast Five Provinces and tens of thousands of registered disciples."

"To live is to be content."

The middle-aged man scolded, yet without restraint: "Hmm, contentment—I dare not be discontent. All these years, I’ve been able to buy houses and land in Sea City, take a wife; what have I to be discontent about? It’s just this suffocation and dissatisfaction inside of me."

"Head Instructor, do you know that the Huo Family’s kid has returned?"

"I know."

Yue Songtao sighed inexplicably when his old comrade mentioned Huo Yongtao: "He should not have returned."

"Head Instructor, this kid is back for revenge."

"I know."

"The kid knows nothing of the truth behind that year’s events. Head Instructor, you didn’t betray elder brother Huo; to protect the Huo Family’s bloodline, you even bowed to the Xu Family to ensure the continuity of our martial arts hall, enduring a tainted reputation."

"The real instigator behind this is the Xu Family, that eunuch without balls! Seeing him makes me want to punch him to the ground and grind his face into the dirt, to beat him until he’s pissing himself."

"Old Fang, just keep such words between us. I don’t want to lose another brother."

"It’s just that suppression."

"The Martial Alliance’s grand assembly is held only once every ten years. Not to mention other things, just the ’one in a hundred’ rule alone eliminates 99% of the participants. Our martial arts hall with thousands of people has only a few spots, and now we’re forced to give up half of those to the people sent by the Xu Family."

"And that’s not all; during the Martial Alliance’s grand assembly, if our martial arts hall’s members encounter those from the Xu Family, we will ultimately have to yield to them."

"In the grand assembly of the Martial Alliance, only the top ten qualify to be sent into the hidden martial arts sects. With the Xu Family interfering like this, we’ve become mere accessories. Who could agree to that?"

"Alright, the grand assembly of the Martial Alliance occurs once every ten years; reaching the top ten is not an easy feat. Just the Southeast divisions alone include hundreds of martial arts halls. Our Yue Family Martial Arts Hall may have an advantage in scale and numbers, ranking in the top three, but most of our disciples are merely beginners."

"The truly talented ones actually number less than three hundred. Even if the Xu Family didn’t take away fifty of our spots, we might not be able to find the right people. Don’t forget, we are an open-door school; whether these disciples are willing to participate in the end, we still have to ask their parents."

"The grand assembly is not some show competition. It involves real fighting. If one lacks strength, participating will only cause chaos."

"You have also participated in the last Martial Alliance grand assembly. The assembly prioritizes strength, and without it, one might not even get past the preliminaries."

Yet Yue Songtao seemed quite at ease; the allure of entering the hidden sects was not great for him. Although it was rumored that these sects practiced the Longevity Technique and aspired to the path of immortality, Yue Songtao was not interested.

The pursuit of immortality is too ethereal.

Only old families like the Xu Family would tirelessly chase such things.

He cared much more about the title of the world’s number one martial arts hall.

But that was not easy. The Yue Family Martial Arts Hall might rank in the top three in the Southeast Five Provinces, but strength was not guaranteed.

Small-scale martial arts halls might still have excellent talents, and some martial arts families have been practicing Kung Fu for generations since childhood, far outmatching those in their martial arts hall who have turned to martial arts midway.

The six regional divisions first have to decide a top hundred to move on to the national finals.

Not to mention anything else, just in the Southeast division, the last session had thousands of participants—this session might have even more.

"It’s just unknown whether this year’s preliminaries will be the same as the last."

"Don’t even think about it, the preliminaries change with every session; there’s no way to exploit any loopholes. Moreover, in recent years, with the vigorous promotion of National Martial Arts, there are more and more Martial Artists. I estimate there will be even more participants this session."

"I don’t ask for much; I just hope that our closed-door disciples can pass smoothly. I will be fully content. If they could enter the national top hundred, the Yue Family Martial Arts Hall would be proud enough."

"Head Instructor, it seems someone has come to challenge the hall!"

In the midst of their conversation, a young man hurried in from outside. Yue Songtao and his old comrade stopped their push hands.

"What’s the matter?"

"I’m not sure, suddenly a fair young lady around eighteen or nineteen barged in. At first, we thought she wanted to learn something like the Eighteen Wolf Defense Skills. But it turns out this girl is a Martial Artist."

"A few of our senior brothers were beaten until they were searching for their teeth on the ground, scrubbed into the dirt by her. And this girl had the audacity to demand a test with the head instructor."

Yue Songtao let out a grunt and solemnly walked toward the grand training room of the martial arts hall, which was like a small sports gymnasium with wooden flooring that could accommodate two hundred students practicing their punches at the same time.

"What is it, none of you in this martial arts hall can fight even a little? Are you all trash?"

As Yue Songtao entered the training room, he heard a clear voice tinged with disdain.

"Head Instructor."

"Master."

Among those being lectured were not only ordinary students but also indoor disciples taken in by Yue Songtao, whom he had carefully taught.

"Are you the head instructor here?"

"May I know the young lady’s name?" Yue Songtao looked at the young girl opposite him. Although she was young, Yue Songtao did not treat her lightly, as she had beaten his disciples without breaking a sweat—her Kung Fu was not weak.

"My surname is Xiao. As for my name, you’re not worthy to know it."

"Come on, you little miss, don’t be too arrogant, thinking just because you know a few flashy moves that you’re unbeatable."

"That’s right, we were going easy on you because you’re a girl. Don’t get too cocky, thinking you’re all that."

Xiao Xi curled her lips, turned her head, and her eyes scanned towards the source of the voice: "Whoever just said that, I’ll give you a chance. If you can beat me, you can name any condition, and I’ll fulfill it."