It was only a spar and they didn’t fully use all of their strength, at most they used 80 percent of it. Otherwise, Ji Yuan would definitely hear a stronger blow.
It’s like this, the sound when those fists strike were muffled and the surrounding air shook, proving that this was absolutely not some fancy trick.
The guests and the servants happily watched on but if one of them went up and got hit, if it was a light blow, they could get out of bed in half a month and if it was a heavy blow, he feared they would be seriously bedridden.
This also gave Ji Yuan some thoughts. After all, he’s now a weak chicken and the appearance of him doing martial arts looked very powerful.
Everyone was now in a high spirits, and with the rowdy cheers of others, another two were ready to spar while Lu Chengfeng and Wang Ke adjusting their breath.
Of course, it’s not good for the few wounded to participate, but by watching from the side, it could be regarded as relieving their minds. Among the nine, only Du Heng, whose right hand was crippled, seemed to be a little depressed. He was just sitting there silently watching his companions fight.
Not only did Ji Yuan have exceptional hearing, he is also very good at recognizing voices. He already heard the voices of the other eight, only Du Heng did not said anything. Seemed like the blow was really too much.
‘You’re a nice guy, but it’s a pity that I can’t help you.’
At this time, some guests and servants were cheering and yelling, and most of the people outside were also in high spirits. Ji Yuan didn’t want to be too conspicuous so he blended in with the crowd and acted as a spectator, anyway, they couldn’t keep fighting all the time.
It was mainly the five who were not injured spar and the injured at most were on the side giving orders. After a few rounds of sparring, the few sat under the willow tree exchanging pointers about how to change the moves to be more fitting and where they were slow to react.
Ji Yuan stayed in the rear courtyard for a while, but he didn’t hear anything interesting. He’s also a little impatient, but when it’s all said and done, he didn’t have the nerve to force them to eat, he still needed to maintain the little air of an expert.
‘Forget it, they’re the one who invited me to eat in these past few days, let’s go back and wait.’
Thinking of this, Ji Yuan didn’t stay any longer, and prepared to go back to continue studying the unknown effect of the chess piece.
Sure, although he doesn’t understand the reason why it’s there and didn’t know what’s the use for the time being. He attempted to console himself that the previous state was some sort of cultivation.
Returning to the room, Ji Yuan tried to remember that feeling again and attempted to summon the chess piece. But he was not sure if he was either too conscious or missing a key step, even if he managed to gather faint wisp of blue qi, he could no longer enter the state of visualization.
The cool breeze inside gradually subsided and the hair on Ji Yuan’s temple no longer fluttered.
When the chess piece disappeared from the fingertips, and a wave of blue qi turned to a burst of chill, flowing into the body along the fingertips, disappearing without a trace.
Ji Yuan rested his chin on his hand and furrowed his brows.
‘It shouldn’t be. Is there a time requirement? Then when did it happen? It’s really a pain to not have a watch or a phone!’
‘Or should I ask when I meet a cultivator in the future? If I can enter an immortal sect and have a powerful master backing like in those novels, that’s fine too! ‘
Ji Yuan was thinking when suddenly his thought moved, the sound of nine footsteps approaching and followed by the broken whispers.
“Chengfeng, do you think sir has finished his cultivation?”
“It’s been so long, it should be.”
“No matter what, we can’t just not say anything!”
The fragmented voices made Ji Yuan slightly puzzled, he didn’t know what they wanted to say.
Soon there was a knock on the door.
“Sir, is this a good time?”
Ji Yuan dryly rubbed his face with both hands to let himself be a bit clear-headed before answering.
The wooden hinge of the wooden door brought a unique “creak~”, Lu Chengfeng, Yan Fei, and others entered orderly.
“Sir, we’re here to say goodbye to you.”
As soon as Yan Fei opened his mouth, it was farewell.
“What? You’re all leaving?”
Even though he had already vaguely guessed it, Ji Yuan still didn’t know how to feel. These people could considered his acquaintances here, and they all left at once, he felt a little lonely.
“Well, Ning’an County, after all, is a small place. It would be better for us to go back to our respective sects to treat our injuries. We wanted to stay a little longer, but the third villa master of the Luoxia Villa in Zesheng prefecture came to look for Junior sister Luo. We, we have to go together… .. .”
Hearing Ji Yuan’s words, Lu Chengfeng really wanted to stay, he especially wanted to see how sir Ji handled the evil thing. However, he could only bite the bullet and answer the question. The third villa master was still waiting on the first floor of the inn.
Luo Ningshuang fiercely glared at Lu Chengfeng, in a rare familial gesture, she faced Ji Yuan with an apology.
“Sir Ji, it was nothing at first, but third uncle found out that several of us were seriously injured, so he ordered us to go back…”
Suddenly Luo Ningshuang seemed to have thought of something.
“Or maybe sir can come back with us!”
The others’ eyes were lit up. The nine of them more or less tried to see if Ji Yuan had the idea of teaching them profound techniques. Even now, they did not give up, especially after hearing Lu Chengfeng talk about it in the rear courtyard about the mystical method of sir Ji of drawing the cool breeze within the wind.
But going back with these people was something that Ji Yuan had never considered, otherwise his tricks would be exposed sooner or later. It’s not that Ji Yuan can’t afford to lose face, but sometimes, things were not just as simple as losing face.
Although Ji Yuan has at least some confidence because of the chess pieces, but this confidence belonged to the future, not the present.
“No, I preferred the quietness. If we’re destined, we will meet again.”
Hearing this, several people were somewhat disappointed, but an extraordinary person like sir surely always did whatever he pleased, it’s not something they could guess.
But Ji Yuan’s brain circuit turned to other places at this moment.
‘Hey, it’s a pity, it seems that there is no chance to learn their martial arts for the time being!’
After bidding farewell to Ji Yuan, the nine went to the inn’s lobby together, where a middle-aged man with a slightly long beard was drinking tea. He wore a wide-sleeved chang pao, his long hair did not have a crown nor tied in a bun. He was more like a refined scholar than a martial artist.
When he saw several people coming down, the man put down his tea.
“Are you done?”
“Well, Third Uncle, we…”
“Let’s go, then. There are three carriages waiting outside.”
After finishing speaking, the man stood up, shook his sleeve and took out the five copper coins for tea and walked out first. Luo Ningshuan bit her lips and helplessly caught up, the other eight also followed suit. Seemed like they were all afraid of this third villa master.
But when he stepped out of the inn, he seemed to feel something. He turned and looked at the third floor, there, a scrawny young man with slightly open ash-gray eyes was smiling and nodding at him.
The third villa master also nodded, and then stepped out of the inn. The nine who followed him subconsciously looked towards the third floor, saw Ji Yuan nodded to them.
They abided by the agreement with Ji Yuan, and did not mention anything that should not be mentioned to outsiders, so the third villa master only thought that Ji Yuan was a down-and-out mountain traveler that the nine met on the mountain, and had provided them with some help these days.
Outside the inn, three carriages were lined up, the third villa master boarded the one up front, and let the nine sit in the back two.
As the coachman swung his whip and drove his horse, the carriages gradually drove towards the outside of Ning’an County.
‘Youngsters, the water of Jianghu is deep. It’s merely a trip to eliminate a tiger and they had to pay such a heavy price. Hah, it’s a pity for the kid from the Du family…’
The third villa master, Luo Feng, leaned in the slightly shaking carriage, shaking his head and thought.
At the moment, Ji Yuan was still lost in thought and looked at the direction of the inn entrance. Although his vision was blurry, he seemed to be able to see some kind of “temperament” inexplicably, which made Luo Feng’s figure much clearer in Ji Yuan’s eyes.
Often when something was special, Ji Yuan’s poor eyesights would play a surprising role, but he inexplicably understood that the third villa master was a highly skilled expert and definitely not a monster.
Thinking back to the situation when he saw the ghost puppet, Wang Dong, Ji Yuan couldn’t help but wonder whether his eyes were yin-yang eyes or something more special?
Of course, these thoughts were quickly replaced by another.
Damn, the appearance of the third villa master in that outfit was so elegant and so flashy, he must f*cking get something similar.
A dried up mushroom currently addicted to translating novels. Totally not on caffeine!
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