Urban Martial Saint

Facing several people around him, Ye Qing slightly frowned but paid them no attention whatsoever.

"Hand him over to me, and I'll leave!" Ye Qing pointed at Zhang Daping and said loudly.

Lin Zhen Nan frowned, turned his head to look at Zhang Daping, and asked gravely, "What's going on?"

Zhang Daping hurriedly said, "He's from Yunchi Company. He wants to force me to hand over the company's business to them. I... I disagreed, so... This happened..."

Lin Zhen Nan also recalled that last time Ye Qing indeed came with a proposal and even tried to stop his car. Lin Zhen Nan did not like such people; he believed everything should be done through fair competition and proper procedures. Ye Qing stopping his car was not in line with his business principles, so last time he didn't even glance at Ye Qing.

Now that Zhang Daping mentioned this, Lin Zhen Nan connected it to the last incident and felt even more displeased with Ye Qing. He coldly swept Ye Qing with a glance and said, "This is Lin Corporation, not a place for you to behave wildly. If you don't leave now, I will call the police!"

Ye Qing had a cold expression and only looked at Zhang Daping, saying, "Hand him over to me, and I will go!"

Lin Zhen Nan was infuriated, waved his hand, and said, "Kick him out!"

Upon the boss's order, several bodyguards acted at once, charging towards Ye Qing.

These bodyguards were all quite skilled, so Ye Qing did not dare to underestimate them. He stepped back continuously, dodging the punches and kicks of several people. At the same time, he placed his right foot on the wall behind him. He pushed off strongly with his right foot, using the momentum to launch his body forward, elbow leading, and struck directly at the man in front.

Seeing Ye Qing charging fiercely, the man immediately lifted his foot to kick at Ye Qing. However, he underestimated the force of Ye Qing's charge. His leg collided with Ye Qing's body and couldn't stop him at all; instead, his own leg bones were directly broken by the impact. Ye Qing, maintaining his speed, directly rushed up to him and heavily slammed his shoulder into the man's chest.

The man immediately flew back like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the wall behind before finally falling down, vomiting mouthfuls of fresh blood, with several ribs broken, deprived of any combat ability.

The remaining bodyguards were shocked and, seeing Ye Qing anew, dared not underestimate him anymore. They surrounded Ye Qing, careful not to give him any opportunity to use their force against them, launching a barrage of punches and kicks.

Ye Qing protected his head with both hands, blocking most of the onslaught with his arms, and seized the opportunity to suddenly throw a punch, hitting right in the face of the man directly in front of him.

Ye Qing's punches were extremely powerful to begin with, and due to his injuries, his power had increased even more. This punch sent the bodyguard squatting on the ground, covering his nose, spitting out fresh blood mixed with several teeth. The power of Ye Qing's punch could only be described as terrifying!

Having dealt with two men, the pressure on Ye Qing had lessened considerably. Facing the three remaining bodyguards, he struck faster. In less than a minute, these three men also followed the fate of the previous two, all lying on the ground screaming in pain.

Yun and two other middle-aged men were on the other side of the corridor, quietly watching the fight, with no intention to intervene. However, Yun's expression gradually turned cold; he had never expected Ye Qing to have such strength and to knock down these men in such a short time. My V*i&rt%u$a-l L!ibr!ar$y E.m-p-i@re# (M V L E M P Y R) a#p.p.r#e.ciat@es# y*ou$r@ r!ea@d%e&rs.h@ip at the s#o$urce+.

Yun knew the capabilities of these men best and confessed to himself that he would have had a hard time resolving it that quickly.

Seeing these men down, Yun looked at the other two men and said softly, "Brothers, it looks like we really need to step in. I'm the youngest here, so I'll take the lead!"

The two middle-aged men nodded, Yun took off his coat, and slowly walked towards Ye Qing, staring at him coldly.

Ye Qing's expression was still indifferent; facing this man, he felt rather angry inside. However, what he wanted more was to deal with Zhang Daping, and as for Yun, he hadn't even considered taking revenge on him.

Ye Qing pointed at Zhang Daping and said sternly, "I'll say it again, I just want to take him with me, I don't want to fight!"

"You've come this far, let's talk with our fists!" Yun got into position, clenched his fists, and with a loud shout, dashed forward suddenly, his right fist shooting out like a dragon emerging from a cave, directly aiming for Ye Qing's chest.

Ye Qing brought his hands together, blocking Yun's punch just in time. Yun's punch was indeed powerful, but Ye Qing stood firm, while Yun was forced to step back by the force of Ye Qing's block.

Yun's face changed. He had already lost the first move, but this wasn't a martial arts match, and he couldn't care less. Seeing Ye Qing's formidable strength, he shouted loudly again, his fists clenched and muscles in his arms bulging. His arms swung like two wheels, throwing heavy punches at Ye Qing.

This move seemed like the legendary Iron Wire Fist, but there was a method in the swinging of his arms. His fists always came in succession; if the opponent didn't dodge, even if they could block one punch, it would be difficult to block his second.

The two middle-aged men behind Yun, seeing such skill, the taller one nodded slightly and said, "Iron Wire Fist, indeed skillful!"

The shorter one did not speak; he was more focused on Ye Qing. Facing Yun's onslaught, Ye Qing stepped back. However, this did not mean he was losing, but rather, he was observing Yun's attacking patterns.

Finally, on the fifth step back, Ye Qing stopped retreating and suddenly dashed forward, charging into Yun's arms. At the same time, his right arm braced, catching Yun's descending arm, his body sidestepping, avoiding Yun's other arm.

Thus, Ye Qing essentially used his right arm to support Yun's arm, as the two stood close together. Yun was preparing to punch, but Ye Qing was quicker, pushing off with his left foot and stepping half a step forward with his right foot, his right elbow heavily slamming into Yun's chest.

With that one blow, Yun immediately staggered backwards five or six steps. Barely managing to steady himself, but his body was clearly unstable, and after enduring for a while, he finally spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Just that single elbow strike had severely wounded him, even breaking one of his ribs. The difference in strength between him and Ye Qing was now strikingly clear.

Yun looked at Ye Qing in astonishment, unable to fathom how, in just a few days, Ye Qing had become so strong. What was going on?

The other two middle-aged men, witnessing how Ye Qing had struck, were also utterly shocked. The taller one was stunned, not expecting Yun to be defeated so quickly.

The shorter one's eyes sparkled as he stared at Ye Qing for a long time, before slowly uttering five words, "Bajiquan, Elbow Collapse!"

"What?" the taller one's eyes widened as he said in a deep voice, "Are you saying, he… he used Bajiquan?"

The shorter one looked around at the people lying on the ground and said solemnly, "Apart from Bajiquan, what other boxing technique could be so domineering!"

The face of the taller man changed as he stared intensely at Ye Qing, whispering, "So, he comes from the North."

The shorter one didn't speak, only took a slow step forward, staring at Ye Qing, and said, "Please, go ahead!"

After the shorter one finished speaking, he slightly bent his body, his right foot in front, the left foot half a step behind the right. The moment he finished speaking, his left foot suddenly stepped half a step forward, and simultaneously his right fist shot forward less than half a foot. As his left foot hit the ground, he stamped fiercely, making a loud snap sound, terrifying in power.

The shorter one made half-step advances like this, each time stepping half a foot forward, accompanied by a snap sound. Within five snaps, he had reached in front of Ye Qing, his right fist perfectly positioned to strike Ye Qing's chest.

Ye Qing did not dare to neglect, though the shorter man's punches seemed weak, the power in his steps was substantial, adequate to exhibit that this man was no weakling.

Seeing his right punch coming, Ye Qing raised his right elbow, intending to deflect it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Qing's right elbow touched the short man's right fist, he felt an extremely powerful force rushing through. As strong as Ye Qing was, he dared not clash directly with this force.

However, Ye Qing was no weakling either; battle-hardened, he reacted extremely fast. Feeling the overwhelming force, his left hand immediately pushed down, and together with his right elbow, he managed to block the short man's right fist, preventing it from hitting his chest.

If that punch had hit his chest, even someone as robust as Ye Qing would have broken several ribs. The power of the shorter man's punch was truly terrifying!

Ye Qing was staggeringly shocked, unable to understand how the shorter man, just advancing half-step by half-step and only extending his fist half a foot, could hold such power. What was going on?

Ye Qing was shocked, but the shorter man was even more shaken. He knew the power of his Half-Step Collapse Fist best. Ye Qing had just used his right elbow to block, indicating he was not familiar with his boxing technique. Yet, in such a desperate situation, Ye Qing still managed to withstand his punch, a testament to Ye Qing's formidable strength.

The shorter man did not press forward; he stepped back and looking at Ye Qing, said, "Indeed, you are a master. If this were a competition, I would have already lost. Ordinarily, I should turn and walk away by now, as there's no need to continue fighting. However, I am entrusted by someone, loyal to that person. Mr. Lin is under my protection, and I must ensure his safety.

So, please excuse me for not acting according to the customs of Jianghu!"

Having said this, the shorter man glanced at the taller man, and said, "Go!"

The taller man hesitated for a moment, well aware of the shorter man's capabilities; normally, he disdained joining forces with another against one opponent. However, now that the shorter man himself had requested his aid, he evidently considered Ye Qing a formidable foe.

The taller man did not dare to delay, quickly stepping forward to stand next to the shorter man, directly blocking Ye Qing's path.

"My apologies!" the shorter man bellowed and rushed forward first, his fists swinging wildly, like a storm, towards Ye Qing.

The taller man was not slow either, following immediately behind. Being taller, his punches targeted Ye Qing's head, while the shorter man aimed for Ye Qing's chest and abdomen. Together, they effectively blocked Ye Qing's upper and middle paths. With their combined strength, they were much tougher to fight than the previous men who had surrounded him.

Inside the house, Zhen Nan Lin frowned heavily as he watched the scene outside. He knew the capabilities of these bodyguards he had hired, acknowledging they were not lacking in skill. Yet now, only two remained to face Ye Qing together. What was more crucial, it was not yet certain if these two could emerge victorious. Ye Qing's strength was terrifyingly profound!

"Is this man really just a salesman?" Zhen Nan Lin asked Zhang Daping in a deep voice.