Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 512 - 480 - A Battle of Wits or a Battle of Martial Skills?

Chapter 512: Chapter 480 - A Battle of Wits or a Battle of Martial Skills?

Zhang San whispered to Feng Bubian standing beside him, "Who is that?"

"This person is named Yang Huanshui. He was originally one of the Grand Offerers of the Imperial Family of Southern Chen."

Zhang San did not recognize the name, but when he heard the words "Grand Offerer," he couldn’t help but be taken aback.

"I have heard that the Grand Offerers of the Great Sui Imperial Family are all at the Purple Mansion Realm. Could this person be..."

"That’s right, he is indeed of the Purple Mansion Realm. However, when the Great Sui destroyed Southern Chen, he was injured by the Vermilion Bird, losing an arm and suffering severe internal injuries, causing his realm to fall to the Spiritual Platform Realm. Of course, if you really think a Spiritual Platform Realm that fell from the Purple Mansion Realm is just an ordinary Spiritual Platform Realm, then it depends on how tough your own fate is."

Zhang San’s brows slightly furrowed, sensing that he had encountered a big trouble.

But he still took two steps forward and gave the other party a cupped-hand salute.

"Military Chief Zhang San of the Town Martial Office greets the senior. May I know how to address the senior?"

The other party heard Zhang San’s words and snorted disdainfully.

"A mere Military Chief is not qualified to speak to me!"

Zhang San continued to maintain a smile, while gesturing secretly to those behind him. Many people saw Zhang San’s gesture but did not understand what it meant.

However, hidden among the crowd behind, Niu and Bi understood that it meant they should not come out yet.

After all, the opponent’s strength could be deemed invincible in the realm of Spiritual Platform.

Neither of the two, if they made a move, could guarantee a hundred percent chance of success, and now Zhang San was asking them not to come out, leaving both somewhat perplexed for the moment.

Little did they know that in Zhang San’s view, he could indeed ask the two Secret Officers for help with the situation.

But after all, the two Secret Officers were not members of his Spring Breeze Town Town Martial Office base.

Moreover, letting others see that he could only rely on others whenever he encountered anything would belittle both himself and the Town Martial Office base in Spring Breeze Town, which would certainly lead to more troubles later.

Therefore, the best way to handle this matter was to resolve it personally.

"Although I am indeed but a mere Military Chief, I, Zhang San, am the first and only one in the Town Martial Office to have become a Military Chief at the True Core Realm. I am also the one who established the first base of the Town Martial Office on the Longyun Path. Here, what I say goes!"

Yang Huanshui was well-aware of the Town Martial Office.

Hearing about Zhang San’s exploits, he knew this young man must be extraordinary.

At least in this place, he was in charge.

"Well then, I will speak plainly with you! In my early years, I was a Grand Offerer of Southern Chen, later obliterated by your Great Sui, and relentlessly persecuted by the Heavenly Punishment Sect. The Vermilion Bird severed my arm, ruining my cultivation. This enmity and hatred are unbearable by the heavens! Even the Heavenly Punishment Sect is after me, forcing me, a man from the south, to flee to the north! Do you understand the pain of leaving home behind these years?"

Zhang San could not understand.

After all, if Hainan could be the fourth of the Northeast Three Departments, northerners could go to the south, so why couldn’t southerners drift northward?

An old man who still doesn’t know how to strive, does he not know what ’silver-hair benefits’ are?

"So! Your Town Martial Office has established a base on the Longyun Path, and I, Yang Huanshui, disagree!"

As the last three words "I disagree" were shouted out, it seemed as if he infused Qi within them using a special secret technique, causing many to be shaken and forced to retreat continuously by the wave of sound.

But Zhang San could sense something similar to his own Forty-Eight Layers Tower within it.

It was precisely because of this similarity to the Forty-Eight Layers Tower that Zhang San, using the Lung Divine Treasure, regulated his breathing to alter the surrounding airflow, which prevented him from being forced back.

Seeing that Zhang San had not retreated, Yang Huanshui couldn’t help but feel shocked.

After all, those who could remain unyielding on the scene were basically at the late period of Spiritual Platform Realm, the only exception being this Zhang San, who seemed to be only at the stage of Qi Filling the Majestic Sea, yet he could actually block my Tiger Roar Divine Skill, he really has some skills.

"But elder, you may disagree, yet you are neither a senior official of the Town Martial Office that has control over me, nor the parental official of Spring Breeze Town, so you can’t manage this place. How about this, I’ll recommend you a method, you join the Town Martial Office. With your strength, becoming an Officer should be no big problem. As long as you climb over me, then you can manage me, how about that?"

"You’re spouting nonsense! I am irreconcilably opposed to you and your Town Martial Office!"

Zhang San asked curiously, "Then what would you like to do, elder?"

"I came here today to either be killed by your Town Martial Office or to kill you!"

Zhang San knew that this person, a mighty cultivator of the Purple Mansion Realm, had his arm severed by the Vermilion Bird and his cultivation ruined.

Who wouldn’t be furious if their level fifty account was banned!

"Elder, although our station of the Town Martial Office isn’t a business, today we are, in a manner of speaking, opening for business. Your arrival with intents of life and death is inauspicious. Why not do this, let’s have a friendly contest, and you, as my senior, could give me some guidance. If I win, whatever identity you had or whatever you did before, I won’t hold it against you, and I’ll invite you to be an honored guest at our Town Martial Office. How about it?"

Yang Huanshui snorted coldly, then after a while, asked, "What if you lose? Why aren’t you saying what happens if you lose?"

Zhang San responded with an "oh" and countered, "Didn’t I say? Ah, my apologies, seeing such a formidable elder, I got too nervous. I thought I had said it out loud just because I was thinking it."

"If I lose, then I will immediately leave this Town Martial Office station of Spring Breeze Town. How about that? Let’s have everyone here bear witness! But let’s make it clear, we must keep our word, coming back later to cause trouble or to deny our agreement is not permissible!"

Yang Huanshui nodded, "Good!"

Zhang San then felt at ease, after all, unlike other people, I don’t actually work at the station, so if I have to leave, then I’ll leave!

I didn’t say the station would close down; I’m just leaving myself.

A man must stand by his word!

Yang Huanshui glanced at Zhang San and felt that the young generation was really overconfident. Could it be that he actually believed he could defeat me?

At that moment, Zhang San looked at the eager Yang Huanshui and asked, "Elder, are we doing a literature combat or a martial combat?"

Yang Huanshui was perplexed upon hearing this.

"What is literature combat? What is martial combat?"

"Literature combat means I hit you three times, and you hit me three times, we continue until one side admits defeat."

Yang Huanshui thought about it. The opponent was a junior; could letting him hit him three times actually injure himself?

On the other hand, a single slap of his could flatten him!

Boring!

Therefore, Yang Huanshui scoffed disdainfully and waved his hand, "Let’s have a martial combat."

Zhang San nodded with a smile, "Martial combat is very simple. We have fifteen minutes. You call everyone you can for help, and I call everyone I can. Then our two groups fight it out!"

As he spoke, Zhang San raised his hand and clapped three times.

The next instant, the martial artists of the Town Martial Office, who were on patrol and had already been lying in ambush around, conjointly summoned their Mysterious Weapons and flying swords, bringing out two hundred flying swords above the front courtyard in a blink.

At the same time, the Secret Officers Niu and Bi also released their powerful auras.

Even the two Purple Mansion Realm cultivators from the Ying Zhao clan, who Zhang San had arranged to sit in, released their auras.

Seeing this arrangement, Yang Huanshui swallowed, then cleared his throat.

"Literature combat... isn’t that bad either."