World Traveler

"Hmph! Then let me see if you have truly achieved the state of no leakage!"

Tai Chi, Seven Wounds Fist, Snow Shadow Grappling Hand, Tang Sect Basic Fist...

Eyes, throat, temples, back of the head...

Torso, arms, lower body, joints...

The right protector stood there motionless, allowing Yanan to hit him all over his body, as if he was playing with him like a cat playing with a mouse.

Yanan, who retreated later, couldn't help but tremble his arms and sighed.

"This Shaolin unique skill, the Golden Bell Cover, truly lives up to its reputation."

"However, I still have a unique martial arts move that I haven't used yet. It depends on whether you can take it."

The right protector laughed loudly towards the sky, and then spoke loudly.

"Feel free to come over here!"

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand and punched Yanan in the face.

Although the right protector was somewhat unsportsmanlike and launched a sneak attack, Yanan was not at all surprised and raised his hand to prepare for a punch with him.

"Kick him!"

The two men's fists clashed, like a stone hitting an egg. The bandage on Yanan's arm exploded instantly, and his arm was deformed and twisted beyond recognition.

Before the right protector could feel proud, an inexplicable force exploded in his body, his limbs instantly became numb, and the golden bell shield in his body was forcibly broken.

Just as he was stunned, Xiahou Lan raised his hand to grab his throat, trying to kill him. However, the right protector had no way to recover his limbs and could only lean back to avoid the attack.

Suddenly, a huge force kicked the right protector on the lower back, sending him flying into the air.

"Please do something! Tang Buyi!"

Amidst the roar, a dart like a meteor and lightning shot towards the right protector's throat.

Being in the air and unable to gain any leverage, the right protector could only watch helplessly as the dart pierced his throat.

Boom!

The right protector fell heavily to the ground, covering his neck, staring at them with his eyes, and spoke slowly with his throat cut.

"Flying...Swallow...Meteor...Feather..."

The right protector, unable to understand why he lost, fell to the ground with his eyes open.

The moment the right protector fell, Xie Wuchen sat down on the ground and lay there in the shape of a big character.

"Huh~Huh~ Is this the right guardian of the Paradise Cult dead just like that?"

With a swish, Tang Buyi, who was hiding in the dark, jumped out and asked with a smile.

"Brothers, do you think I'm hanging?"

"No, I won't look at it. I'm afraid of needles."

Seeing Yanan shaking in pain and yet forcing himself to argue with Tang Buyi, Xiahou Lan shouted anxiously from the side.

"Brother!"

After getting used to the severe pain, Yanan raised his intact left hand and gently patted Xiahou Lan's back to comfort her.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury..."

"Don't worry, Miss Xiahou. For Yanan, this is just a fatal injury."

"I'll beat you up right now, do you believe it?"

"Can you beat me like this?"

"Then I'll let Jie Wuchen kick you."

"Him? He was lying on the ground, almost asleep, and I let him kick me."

Although Yanan's voice was still a little trembling, it was only his arm that hurt, and his mouth was not in serious trouble.

However, before Yanan could reply or fight back, Xiahou Lan grabbed him and pleaded with a tearful voice.

"Brother, I'll take you to see a doctor first, and then we can talk to Tang Buyi when we get back, okay?"

Tang Buyi did not interrupt this time and finally said something sensible.

"Sister-in-law, I know you must be very worried now, but don't you think about it? Can the best doctor in this city be as good as Yanan's medical skills?"

"And I'm not just chatting with him, I'm trying to distract him so he doesn't feel as much pain."

Hearing this, Xiahou Lan calmed down and turned his gaze to Yanan. After seeing Yanan nodded, although he felt relieved, he still couldn't help asking.

"So, brother, your arm?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor problem, just a dislocation. Plus, the bones in my wrist are probably broken a lot. I'll have surgery and treatment myself, and after a year or six months of recovery, it shouldn't be a big problem."

He raised his left hand, used the bandage on it to wipe the tears from the corners of Xia Houlan's eyes, and spoke in a joking tone.

"It's okay. The worst that can happen is that I become Yang Guo in the future. Then we can still be chivalrous and righteous. I will be the one-armed hero in the martial arts world, and you will be Xiaolongnu. We will be called The Return of the Condor Heroes."

When Tang Buyi heard this, he clapped his hands and continued the conversation very appropriately.

"The Return of the Condor Heroes? Great, then I'll be the Condor!"

"Go to hell! Why are you being a light bulb instead of being a good flying hero?"

Yanan was fine for several times in a row, and after Xiahou Lan was sure that this was nothing to Yanan, he hid his worries in his heart.

He walked over, picked up the right protector's sword, and chopped off his head.

After wrapping him up, they kicked Jie Wuchen, who was lying on the ground resting, to wake him up. Everyone prepared to leave the city first and find a place to rest in the wild.

After all, who knows if this is really the only hideout of the Paradise Cult. If another Left Protector comes, it will be terrible.

After all, if you are a right protector, Yanan might be able to change his job to a one-armed hero in the future.

But if the left and right are gone, Yanan won’t be able to hold the sword with his mouth.

………………

The group separated halfway. Xie Wuchen used the excuse that what happened along the way was too exciting and he needed to rest for a while, so he returned to Mount Emei.

Of course, he was not afraid. From the way he hopped and skipped as he walked, one could basically guess that he wanted to go back and brag to his fellow disciples.

So that left Xiahou Lan, Yanan, and Tang Buyi traveling together.

"Where is this?"

"Qizhou, right? It's probably still two days before we get back to Tang Sect."

Yanan simply repositioned his arm, but there was no time to remove the broken bones. He could only wait until he returned to Tangmen and had time to remove them.

but………

"Alas~ Tang Clan..."

Sitting in the carriage, looking at the surrounding scenery, Yanan didn't know what he was thinking about, and sighed somewhat lonely.

"Brother, shouldn't you be very happy to be back in the Tang Sect?"

“Happy, but…”

Feeling the oppressive atmosphere in the carriage, Tang Buyi stuck his head down from the roof of the carriage and described Yanan's mood.

"It's okay. Your senior brother probably, uh, feels that if he returns to the Tang Sect in this state, he'll be ashamed to face the people of Jiangdong."

"But it's okay. We'll probably be at Tangmen by this time tomorrow."

"Besides, I guess Junior Sister will definitely be waiting for you at the door."

"........."

Yanan stared out the window without saying a word. Xiahou Lan hugged Yanan's left arm and leaned her face on his shoulder.

Are you finally home?