Pick Up a Killer as Girlfriend

Chapter 228 Struggle


Wu Yuyang, an outstanding member of the new generation of the Wu Family. At a young age, he has thoroughly grasped the essence of the Iron Sand Palm. Moreover, he has participated in numerous martial arts competitions of all sizes since childhood. In terms of experience, he surpasses the novice Ren Ying by quite a margin.

Ren Ying's first competition was in a free fighting tournament. As for Wu Yuyang, he did not appear at the time as he had other competitions to attend.

The two were of similar age, and when they first matched up, Ren Ying found it very strenuous. If the second person is already this strong, won't the next three opponents be even more formidable?

At this moment, Ren Ying couldn't help but worry for his sister, Ren Ling. If he lost, his sister would face three opponents even stronger than Wu Yuyang, perhaps even the patriarch of the Wu Family.

Unexpectedly, the first match already plunged into difficulty. There was no other way, unfortunately, the Ren Family had no one else who could compete. That's why Ren Ying foresaw this and informed Xiaofan to return early to assist.

If Xiaofan could step in as the Ren Family's grandson-in-law, with his strength, he would certainly suppress these old fellows.

However, Xiaofan's delay in arriving made Ren Ying increasingly worried.

'Bang.'

Yet another heavy palm strike came, and after blocking it, Ren Ying retreated several steps to stabilize himself. The opponent immediately launched a fierce attack.

No matter how Ren Ying used the Ghost Shadow Step to evade, the opponent persistently pressed forward, seemingly intent on defeating Ren Ying quickly to end the match.

"Mrs. Ren, although Wu Yuyang's skills are not weak, Xiaoying is not much worse. How come he's dodging everywhere as soon as he takes the stage?" Cyan Dragon frowned as he watched the match from the sidelines.

"I don't know what he's thinking. Once he's in the arena, it's all up to him. As for everything else, there's nothing we can do but watch," Old Mrs. Ren said slowly. The final hope was Ren Ling, and whether her greatly increased power could deal with these old geezers was unknown.

'Bang.'

Finally, Ren Ying could no longer find a place to dodge. His breathing began to grow disordered, and he knew that dragging it out was no longer a solution, he could only brace himself and charge.

"Ya."

With a shout of anger, Ren Ying suddenly counterattacked, fiercely charging at Wu Yuyang.

Cyan Dragon was right, although Wu Yuyang was skilled, Ren Ying wasn't completely outclassed. Ren Ying was mainly stalling for time, hoping to give the person rushing here more time to prepare.

However, continuing to waste energy was no longer an option, Ren Ying had his own ideas and judged things very accurately.

Wu Yuyang initially thought Ren Ying's strength was only so-so, assuming he could easily defeat him and win the match. But who would've expected Ren Ying to suddenly make a move, leaving him unprepared.

The first special feature of Ren Family martial arts was speed, and the second was the fierceness of their attacks. At this moment, Ren Ying was unleashing a desperate attack, just like when he met Xiaofan in the tournament - even Xiaofan couldn't withstand such an onslaught at first, let alone Wu Yuyang.

"Damn… Dual Force Iron Sand Palm." Wu Yuyang was infuriated by Ren Ying's barrage of attacks. He immediately released a strong move to push back the opponent's onslaught.

However…

'Heh.' A cold smile appeared on the corner of Ren Ying's mouth.

"Yuyang. Stop, don't clash head-on with him." The elder from the Wu Family immediately noticed something was off and shouted.

However, the shout came too late.

"Celestial Burn, Nine Sobbing Palms…"

'Bang.' The first palm collided solidly with the opponent's Dual Force, and Ren Ying immediately felt the immense pressure. He withdrew his hands, not daring to take it head-on.

However, while the first palm in Nine Sobbing Palms didn't succeed, the second could continue to engage. Meanwhile, Wu Yuyang's Dual Force consumed all his inner strength, leaving him no time to withdraw.

Thus, when the second palm of the Nine Sobbing Palms came, Wu Yuyang could only retreat. But escaping such successive nine-palm strikes wasn't as simple as it sounded.

All eight strikes could be avoided, but the sequence of eight strikes could seal the target's steps, and the final strike is bound to hit its mark.

Ren Ying did not pause at all - this was his strongest blow, and there was no room for mercy. If it didn't hit, it meant losing the fight.

'Bang.'

Suddenly, a shadow flickered in the arena, blocking Ren Ying's final strike.

"Hmm? Dad…" Wu Yuyang exclaimed in surprise.

"Wu Yuyang admits defeat. The third competitor from the Wu Family will be me."

Not willing to let his son suffer serious injuries, Wu Yuyang's father rushed into the arena and blocked Ren Ying's final palm.

Blocked, yes, firmly blocked, and that was Ren Ying's strongest attack, fully stopped with a blank expression on the opponent's face.

Actually, Wu Yuyang's father was very surprised when he blocked Ren Ying's palm. He didn't expect this young man in front of him to have mastered Ren Zhongtian's ultimate technique at such a young age. If given another ten or so years, this young man might become quite a character.

"Brother Ying…" Ren Ling knew that Ren Ying was no match for the opponent and wanted to have him replaced.

But Ren Ying waved his hand, glanced at the door, gritting his teeth and said, "Junior Ren Ying, seeking your guidance, senior."

"Why are you so determined at such a young age? To be honest, we have always admired Elder Ren's strength, but times have changed, and the Ren Family should just retreat and collect dividends from behind the scenes." Wu Yuyang's father was forty-five years old, at the peak of his power. Clearly, he didn't take Ren Ying seriously.

"Predecessors plant the tree, and successors enjoy the shade. The tree is planted, but the successors haven't expanded the shade; how can they face the ancestors? Junior Ren Ying, seeking your guidance, senior." Ren Ying repeated his earlier words, preparing to face the opponent once more.

"Then you better be careful."

With that, Wu Yuyang's father's figure flickered and rushed directly at Ren Ying.

The result was unquestionable. Ren Ying lasted only three rounds before falling. There was hardly any room for him to counterattack. In the face of overwhelming strength, if Ren Ying still had strength, he might last a few more minutes, but his inner strength was depleted; every second mattered.

"Brother Ying, I will avenge you," Ren Ling said softly as she looked at Ren Ying being carried down by the family guards.

"Ling'er, be careful."

"The one who should be careful is him." Ren Ling slowly walked onto the competition field. Her small stature, big eyes, a petite figure, looking somewhat delicate and somewhat juvenile.

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