Mystical Iron Palm, Centipede Dragon

Xu Yang's facial expression did not falter, instead, his words gradually became sharper.　　

"I know that your name is Xu Zhengming. So what?" Xu Yang said lightly. "Do you think that I will cry and give you the stone just because of your name to win your favor? You are wrong. You are no different from Xu Zhengzha and Xu Zhengfei in my eyes."

"Goodbye, Mr. Zhengming who thinks so highly of himself. The world does not revolve around you." Xu Yang said frostily and walked away with the herbs and the stone he bought.

"You will regret this!" Xu Zhengming's eyes flashed coldly. "I swear that you will kneel and beg for mercy once you leave the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion!"　 

Xu Yang merely shrugged and walked straight out of the gate of the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion.　　 

Qing Yun could not explain why she felt uneasy watching Xu Zhengming rush out of the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion. She hurried back to the inner pavilion as she wanted to inform Li Yurong about what had happened. After all, Mr. Xu Yang was the person who was valued by Little Official.　 

There was a kiosk under the sparse peach branches in the inner pavilion. A teenager in a luxurious white attire and a woman in a lake green dress sat opposite each other. It was Li Wang and Li Yurong.　 

"It's really hard to imagine if you don't try it yourself. This kind of ordinary medicine can actually be compared with the healing effects of those healing elixirs," Li Yurong's eyes flashed in amazement. She pinched some reddish medicine powder and sniffed its slightly spicy aroma. "I understand why you value Xu Yang so much now. He really is an unusual person."　　 

Li Wang was a little disappointed and said, "Did he only bring ordinary medicine?"　　 

Li Yurong smiled slightly. "What are you thinking about? It is already quite good for a Mystical Learner to produce such high-quality ordinary medicine. After all, he has not yet been promoted to a Mystical Warrior. It is difficult for him to produce graded elixir as he is unable to transform Mystical Power into fire."　 

Li Wang sighed softly and said, "I have been too greedy. However, Xu Yang is indeed a talented person. I can be friends with him on the condition that the Li family's reputation will not be damaged."　　 

Hearing the rapid knocking on the door, Li Yurong frowned and said, "Is it Qing Yun again? What else does she have to tell?"　 

The door opened and Qing Yun hurriedly ran over. "Young Master, Sister Yurong, something is going to happen! Mr. Xu Zhengming and Mr. Xu Yang are most likely going to fight!"　　 

"What?" Li Wang stood up, "How dare Xu Zhengming commit murder In the territory of the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion?"　 

Qing Yun explained, "It's not in the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion. Despite the threat that Mr.Xu Zhengming gave, Mr. Xu Yang has stepped directly out of the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion. Then, I saw Mr.Xu Zhengming chase after him." She narrated the details of the incident between the two people.　 

Li Yurong asked, "What should we do? Xu Zhengming is a real Mystical Warrior and he is outstanding in the third generation of the Xu family. Xu Yang will suffer a big loss provoking him." She meant to ask whether they needed to take the risk of offending Xu Zhengming and help Xu Yang or not.　　 

Xu Zhengming was totally different from members like Xu Zhengfei and Xu Zhengzha. He was superb and had a great future. He was likely to be one of the decision-makers of the Xu family in the future. It was not a good idea to offend him now.　 

Li Wang breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Yang's always calm expression appeared in his mind. He asked carefully, "Is Xu Yang walking out of the range of the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion by himself?"　　 

Qing Yun nodded in response. "Yes, he is. He went out without any hesitation."　 

Li Wang laughed, "Okay, don't panic. Let's go out and take a look. Maybe we will have something interesting to see."　　 

Li Wang walked ahead first, and Qing Yun followed with some confusion. Li Yurong seemed to understand something. She gently lifted up her long skirt and followed.　 

Outside the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion, Xu Yang held the medicine box in his left hand and carried the bag with the peculiar stone in his right hand. He walked forward slowly and steadily. The livid Xu Zhengming ran out of the gate and quickly found Xu Yang.　 

"Don't even think of leaving!" Xu Zhengming shouted and exerted force under his feet. His speed increased sharply with the stimulation of Mystical Power. He soon surpassed Xu Yang and blocked his way. As a Mystical Warrior, he loathed attacking a Mystical Learner from the back. He wanted to beat Xu Yang from the front openly. He wanted to let this jerk who dared to offend him bow down and beg for mercy.　 

"It is too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy!" Xu Zhengming's face looked terrifying, "I want to break your bones one by one, let everyone see the humiliating state you are in when you roll and writhe on the ground!"　　 

Xu Yang gently put down the herbs and the peculiar stone as he knew that it was a big battle for him. Although he was invincible at the realm of Mystical Learner, his opponent was a stage higher than him. The gap between a Mystical Warrior and Mystical Learner was not so easy to fill. Not only that, Xu Zhengming had a high status in the Xu family and had received strict training since childhood. The tactics and Mystical Techniques he had learned must be much stronger than Xu Zhengfei's.　 

"Good dogs don't stand in the way." Xu Yang said stonily.　　 

The blue veins on Xu Zhengming's forehead were throbbing visibly and he yelled angrily, "You are dead!" His Mystical Energy was stimulated and his palm suddenly doubled in size, wrapped in black iron.

Before the palm was launched into an attack, a gust of wind roared. Xu Yang had a stuffy feeling on his chest, and his arms were quickly wrapped around himself into a ball. He continued to step backward, while he extended his palms downward. Eighteen defending strengths were quickly constructed before Xu Zhengming's palm had even reached his body. 

Pop! With a soft sound, Xu Zhengming's palm and Xu Yang's forearm met each other and the two people each took a step back.　 

A group of people was spectating the fight. There were plenty of exclamations among them as they looked at the scene unfold. Xu Zhengming who was a Mystical Warrior had launched a middle-tier Mortal-rank Mystical Technique called the Mystical Iron. The strength of the palm was close to a hundred juns but it was blocked by Xu Yang with a strange technique. The first move from both sides was tied.　　 

Xu Yang's arms were sore but his heart was firm. Xu Zhengming had most probably just entered Early-tier Mystical Warrior. Xu Yang was fully capable of coping with him.　 

Xu Zhengming, on the other hand, had a horrified look on his face. In his expectations, Xu Yang would be half-dead after receiving his palm and most of the bones in his body would have ruptured! However, Xu Yang seemed to have sustained no injury after receiving his palm which made him really surprised, and he was in utter disbelief.　　 

'Is he also a Mystical Warrior but using some secret method to conceal his own cultivation, making me judge wrongly?' Xu Zhengming suddenly thought of a possibility but he soon gave up on the idea. 'Impossible, absolutely impossible! Three months ago, his cultivation was only at the Early tier of a Mystical Learner. Even if he had taken any incredible Spirit Elixir, he wouldn't be able to advance so quickly. So how is it that he was able to sustain my Mystical Iron Palm?'　 

Seeing Xu Zhengming's hesitant look, Xu Yang smiled disdainfully. He rushed forward and punched out! Xu Yang had developed a firm conviction in the battle with Hong Xi. That was, as long as the battle could not be avoided, he must abandon all fear and rush forward no matter how powerful the enemy was!　 

Xu Zhengming was hesitant, even when facing weak opponents. If that was the case, his future achievements would assuredly be limited, and he would have no hope of reaching the realm of a Mystical Grandmaster in this life.　 

Xu Zhengming's mind was blank seeing Xu Yang take the initiative to attack. He dodged with exquisite footwork while forcing himself to calm down and observe Xu Yang's strength.　 

Xu Yang hit three punches in a row but did not even touch Zhengming's clothes. Xu Zhengming was delighted and forgot the embarrassment that Xu Yang had received his Mystical Iron Palm. He laughed loudly, "Well. Even if your strength has improved by a lot, so what? You still can't touch me!" 

Xu Yang smiled coldly without answering him. He knew that the footwork Xu Zhengming performed was called the Centipede Dragon. Xu Yang, who knew the footwork very well, calculated the next four directions that his opponent would go to.　　 

Xu Yang did a fake action to punch out and it was easily avoided by Xu Zhengming. Xu Zhengming suddenly felt a pain on his waist when he was about to speak ironically. He had received a heavy punch! Before he could respond, he felt a series of pains in his chest, waist and lower abdomen. He was hit successively and he staggered backwards at the force. 

Xu Zhengming stepped back seven or eight steps before standing firmly on the ground. He looked at Xu Yang with terror etched all over his face! He had only entered the beginning stage of the Centipede Dragon footwork after three months of hard work. How was it that Xu Yang, who was only an Intermediate-tier Mystical Learner, could find his weakness in just one move!　 

'He must have hidden his real strength!' Xu Zhengming was aghast. Xu Yang could not possibly be a Mystical Learner as he could detect his Earth-rank footwork.　 

A clear voice sounded at that moment. "The two of you truly have much spirit seeing that you are fighting at the entrance of the Thousand-Treasures Pavilion. This is a place for business. Can you please move your fight to some other place?"　 

A teenager in luxurious white attire was standing at the side with a smile on his face. He was the little official, Li Wang. 　　 

"Nice to meet you, Little Official." Xu Zhengming and Xu Yang both bowed to him.　　 

Xu Zhengming gave himself a way out and said, "Since the little official has spoken, I will spare him this time. I will settle this next time." He did not want to continue the fight as he was not sure about Xu Yang's strength. Would it not be embarrassing if he were defeated by a useless trash of the Xu family? 

"Xu Yang, I will settle this with you during the Grand Family Tournament a month later." Xu Zhengming spoke ruthlessly and apologized to Li Wang. His sleeves fluttered with a swing of his arms and he left.　　 

Xu Yang said gratefully. "Thanks for helping me, Little Official."　　 

Li Wang glanced at him and smiled. "Even if I didn't show up, you are not afraid of him. Right?"

Xu Yang did not answer. He was able to protect himself but it was hard to badly injure Xu Zhengming who was an Early-tier Mystical Warrior.　 

Xu Yang hit Xu Zhengming with six punches in a row after analyzing the flaw of his footwork. However, the six punches were not able to inflict serious injuries on him. Although Xu Zhengming was only at the Early-tier of a Mystical Warrior, he already had a protective layer of Mystical Power. His ability to resist damage was not something that a Mystical Learner could easily bypass.　　 

'I must improve my strength as soon as possible!' Xu Yang had prepared the second medicinal bath. He had to accomplish the cultivation of Rock Body in a shorter period of time. 　　

Xu Zhengming returned to his house. He was fuming angrily as he broke cups and bowls, he felt dissatisfied thinking of the battle between him and Xu Yang. 　 

"What has made you so angry, Zhengming?" A familiar voice sounded from outside. Xu Zhengming knew that it was his uncle, Xu Qinghe. He quickly calmed down and opened the door to greet him.