Chapter 277: Secrets of Martial Arts

“That has to start from 10 years ago…”

Tang Tianyi began to speak.

“Ten years ago, the Martial Dao in Huaxia had just begun to flourish, experiencing an unprecedented great change. Various Schools sent their Disciples into the secular world, opening martial arts halls, doing business, and establishing Schools.

Although it looked prosperous, there were also some evil and crooked Paths mixed in.

Martial Artists, in terms of strength, far surpassed ordinary people in the secular world. Once they committed evil deeds, they were very difficult to control, causing great trouble for the officials at that time.

To change this situation and prevent those black sheep from tarnishing Huaxia's Martial Dao, the Sword Saint Situ Changkong bravely stepped forward and established the Huaxia Martial Arts Association.

At the same time, branches were established in various provinces and cities, integrating Martial Artists and taking action to eliminate evil and crooked Paths, which stabilized the Martial Dao situation in Huaxia.”

Ye Bufan listened with great interest; this was the first time he had heard such Martial Dao secrets.

“Old Tang, is that Sword Saint Situ Changkong very powerful? What level has his cultivation reached?”

Tang Tianyi said, “Senior Situ is the president of the Martial Arts Association, a Grandmaster whose cultivation has already entered the Heaven Rank, unfathomable.”

“Oh!” Ye Bufan nodded, “I must pay him a visit if I get the chance!”

Tang Tianyi continued, “At that time, the Jiangnan Martial Dao was also very chaotic, even more severe than in other places.

The most notorious villain at that time was Li Tianxing. His cultivation had already reached the Profound level initial stage. Not only did he rely on his power to commit evil deeds, but he also established a Dajiang Association, gathering all sorts of people.

After the Dajiang Association was established, it became even more rampant, committing murder, arson, forcing good people into prostitution, human trafficking, drug trafficking—in short, committing every imaginable evil.

At that time, everyone in Jiangnan detested the Dajiang Association, but these people were all Martial Artists, so it was not easy to eliminate them.”

Ye Bufan did not speak this time, just listened quietly, knowing that Tang Tianyi's telling of these things must have a purpose.

“At a critical moment, Brother Wu Tianxi stepped forward, calling on Righteous Path individuals from various Schools to establish the Jiangnan City Martial Arts Association, and together they launched a siege against the Dajiang Association.

Finally, in the battle of Langya Mountain, the situation was very tragic. I, the Old Man, also participated, but my cultivation at that time had just reached the Yellow Rank Late Stage.

If it weren't for Brother Wu Tianxi's help in that battle, I would have already been cut down by Li Tianxing's blade.”

Song Aoshuang was also completely engrossed in this past event, even forgetting her injury. She asked, “What happened then?”

“Later, Brother Wu Tianxi and Li Tianxing

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fought a decisive battle on the peak of Langya Mountain, and in the end, both were severely wounded.

Li Tianxing, under pressure, made an oath to immediately flee overseas and not set foot in Huaxia for 10 years, while Brother Wu Tianxi also suffered internal injuries, and from then on, he could not advance further, remaining at the Profound level initial stage.”

Song Aoshuang said in surprise, “So that’s how Grandmaster’s internal injury came about!”

She only knew that Wu Tianxi had internal injuries but didn't know how they came about, and Wu Tianxi had never mentioned it.

Tang Tianyi sighed again, “It can be said that Brother Wu is a hero of the Jiangnan Martial Dao. Without him, there would be no stable Jiangnan City today, and without him, there would be no me, the Old Man, today.”

Song Aoshuang said, “Why let that villain escape? Wouldn't it be simpler to just kill him?”

Tang Tianyi smiled wryly, “You say it easily. At that time, your grandfather was the top Martial Artist in Jiangnan City and was already severely wounded. If they had really continued to fight, both sides would likely have perished together, and neither would have gained anything.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Bufan finally understood. It seemed that Old Tang had gone around in circles, wanting him to help Wu Tianxi treat his internal injuries.

Moreover, the two of them came today with this very purpose, but Song Tie's incident made him uncomfortable directly asking.

So he brought up Wu Tianxi's contributions and the circumstances of his injury, hoping to gain his sympathy and approval.

Song Aoshuang clearly hadn't thought that much and asked again, “Grandpa Tang, what about that villain Li Tianxing? Is he dead?”

Tang Tianyi first shook his head, then sighed, “As the saying goes, good people don't live long, but scourges last a thousand years, and that's certainly true for Li Tianxing.

Not only did this guy not die, but after being injured, he fled directly overseas. I heard that he not only recovered from his injuries but also greatly advanced his cultivation and re-established the Dajiang Association.

However, he did abide by his oath from back then; he did not set foot in Huaxia within 10 years, nor did he step into Jiangnan City.

But now the 10-year period is up. Just yesterday, the Jiangnan City Martial Arts Association received Li Tianxing's challenge letter. This guy is officially challenging Brother Wu, threatening to flatten the Jiangnan Martial Arts Association.”

Ye Bufan said, “Li Tianxing has re-entered Huaxia, isn't he afraid of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association? Isn't he afraid of Sword Saint Old Man Situ?”

Tang Tianyi said, “Li Tianxing has never committed evil in Huaxia for 10 years, and this time he also issued a challenge according to the rules of Martial Artists, so the Huaxia Martial Arts Association naturally cannot intervene.

At the same time, he is just a Xuán Rank martial artist, so why would he be worth Sword Saint's personal intervention?

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And on the provincial association side, the president, Bao Donglai, has always wanted to place his Disciple in the Jiangnan City Martial Arts Association, but Brother Wu Tianxi has consistently refused.

Once they ask for help, they will not only lose face but also give the other party an opportunity.”

Song Tie said, “So what? Our Jiangnan City Martial Arts Association won't be afraid of Li Tianxing. At worst, we die!”

Wu Tianxi reprimanded, “What's the use of acting like a reckless man? Even if you die, what good will it do? In the end, it's still useless!”

Tang Tianyi said to Ye Bufan with a solemn expression, “Brother Ye, now we can only ask you to act and heal Brother Wu's injuries, so that the Jiangnan City Martial Arts Association will have the strength to fight!”

Wu Tianxi and the others also looked at him, their eyes full of earnestness.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, “Why are you all looking at me like that? Am I someone who doesn't understand the bigger picture?

Besides, what happened just now is in the past. Even if Old Tang hadn't said all this, I would still treat President Wu.”

Wu Tianxi immediately stood up from his chair, bowed deeply, and said, “Dr. Ye is truly magnanimous. I, Wu, thank you here.”

“President Wu is a hero of Jiangnan, no need to be so polite.”

Through Tang Tianyi's narration, Ye Bufan's impression of the Jiangnan City Martial Arts Association and Wu Tianxi improved significantly.

He took out silver needles and said, “I will now treat President Wu's injuries.”

Song Aoshuang said, “You still say you're not petty. When treating my Grandmaster, you don't even take out that thousand-year-old ginseng. What good can a few broken needles do?”

Seeing her speak disrespectfully, Wu Tianxi quickly reprimanded, “You naughty girl, don't talk nonsense when you don't understand anything.”

Song Aoshuang pouted and muttered, “It's true, he still can't bear to take out the thousand-year-old ginseng.”

Tang Tianyi, fearing that Ye Bufan would get angry, quickly said, “Little Brother Ye, this girl doesn't understand medicine at all, don't mind her.”

He wasn't angry; on the contrary, he developed a bit more fondness for this straightforward little girl.

“Do you think thousand-year-old ginseng can cure your Grandmaster's illness?”

Song Aoshuang said, “Of course, the internet says that thousand-year-old ginseng can treat all kinds of internal injuries, bring the dead back to life, and regrow flesh on bones. There's no illness it can't cure.”

Ye Bufan shook his head, “You really don't understand anything. For President Wu's condition, if he were to truly take thousand-year-old yang ginseng, it would only worsen his injuries, and he would be crippled for life!”