CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 44: TIGER ROAR TO SETTLE MOUNTAINS AND RIVERS

Luo Yan was also a man of decisive action.

If the City Lord Mansion truly belonged to the Zhen Shan Army faction, the hidden struggle for Yang City would have already determined the victor.

Therefore, the next day,

the Zhang Family launched a surprise attack on the City Lord Mansion, along with the Sun Family.

The City Lord Mansion was caught off guard, and the City Guard Army was too late to come to their aid, on the verge of defeat.

"How dare you!"

With a roar of anger, a figure appeared in front of the City Lord Mansion and struck out with a palm.

The powerful palm force sent several rows of people surrounding the City Lord Mansion flying, and those behind them were frightened into retreating continuously.

Inner Qi emanating from the body, an Innate Expert, it was the Song Family Ancestor who had taken action.

The Song Family Ancestor stood firm in front of the City Lord Mansion, deterring all on the scene.

However, those with keen senses could still feel a hint of decay within the mighty aura of the Song Family Ancestor. He had aged after all, with one foot already in the grave.

"Lord Luo..." Zhang Qingfeng, observing from a distance, looked earnestly at Luo Yan.

"What’s the rush," Luo Yan had no intention of taking action, "Such old and decayed folks, no need for me to personally intervene."

With a wave of his hand, four black-clothed men wielding long sabers emerged from among the Zhang Family’s group. If the Third Elder was still alive, he would recognize that these four men, dressed similarly to those who intercepted the Iron Saber Association the day before, were from the Six Gates.

These four black-clothed men were all from the Postnatal Nine Realms, hardly inferior to the patriarchs of the three families. Moreover, they excelled in a combined attack technique.

Together, their aura merged into one, jointly countering the Song Family Ancestor; scattered, they surrounded and attacked from all directions. Their blade force was fierce, and even the Song Family Ancestor dared not take it lightly.

The Song Family Ancestor, stuck in the Innate First Layer for many years, unable to progress further and weakened by old age, was actually intercepted by these four, even showing signs of being suppressed.

"Roar"

A howl resonated, and an invisible air wave swept through.

The four black-clothed men were gathered together, jointly resisting the onslaught of the Song Family Ancestor. The sudden air wave, combined with the force of the Song Family Ancestor, overwhelmingly breached their collective defense.

The four spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and were sent flying, knocking down several members of the watching Qingshan Gang behind them.

"There’s another Innate Expert..." Luo Yan’s eyes brightened.

Indeed, the Song Family still had another Innate Expert, and this one exceeded everyone’s expectations.

A woman, wearing a face veil and dressed in an azure-celadon skirt, emerged from the main gate of the City Lord Mansion, gracefully advancing step by step. Though wearing a veil and her face unseen by outsiders, her graceful and curvy figure made one eagerly anticipate the stunning beauty that must lie beneath the veil.

However, what shocked everyone was the identity of this Innate Expert.

"Song Ziqi..." Zhang Qingfeng’s expression remained dull and dry as he uttered a few words. Alongside him, carrying the same expression, stood the four Sun brothers who also witnessed Song Ziqi’s appearance.

Song Ziqi, though rarely appearing in public, always wore a veil whenever she did. Still, Zhang Qingfeng and Sun Jian, being patriarchs of the other three families, had met her before and could recognize this Innate Expert as the Miss of the Song Family.

Yet, no matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn’t imagine that this Miss Song, known for her strong style yet appearing frail as a willow, was actually an Innate Expert.

"Oh..." Luo Yan murmured meaningfully, scrutinizing this Miss Song that startled everyone.

The Song Family indeed had concealed their strength deeply; striking decisively was not a mistake.

"Is this the Miss Song you mentioned? Interesting, however, whether she truly is Miss Song remains to be discussed." Having said that, Luo Yan propelled himself forward, leaping towards the melee.

Leaving Zhang Qingfeng and the Sun brothers exchanging glances, Miss Song of the Song Family, could there be an imposter?

Before Luo Yan had even arrived, his voice preceded him: "Unexpectedly, Miss Song has been hiding her capabilities deep. Luo humbly comes to learn."

As soon as his voice fell, Luo Yan appeared in front of Song Ziqi and raised his hand to deliver a ’Wind-shocking Palm.’ Luo Yan was a disciple of Chasing Wind Divine Constable Lu Qifeng. Known for his speed as Chasing Wind, his swiftness was astonishing.

Having obtained the true transmission, Luo Yan’s speed was naturally not slow.

That palm strike, observed by the Song Family Ancestor standing nearby, was deemed difficult to receive by himself.

"Lord Luo, you are too polite," said Song Ziqi, unhurried and with leisure to respond, embodying the elegance expected of a lady from a prominent family.

Yet, as soon as she made her move, her aggressive style became apparent, her palm force fierce and domineering, even causing a whistling sound through the air.

Luo Yan clashed palms with her, but his hand power was not enough, and he was forced back. However, he was not discouraged. He generated wind under his feet and maneuvered around Song Ziqi.

It seemed similar in method to the combined attack of the four black-clothed men earlier.

But Luo Yan was much stronger than the four black-clothed men; his maneuvering was not just wandering, it was looking for an opportunity to strike.

A gust of wind spun, creating a small tornado.

"Lord Luo, is this the true transmission of the Chasing Wind Divine Constable? Why does it seem like the sneaky movement of petty thieves?" Song Ziqi said with a playful laugh.

"Right, a petty thief looping around a beautiful lady," Luo Yan responded without anger, jokingly teasing Song Ziqi back.

This type of banter might work on a naive young man, but it was far from effective on him.

Despite Luo Yan’s usually proud exterior, he was more meticulous at heart than anyone. Luo Yan became a constable in his teens and had years of experience handling cases, far more worldly wisdom than some disciples of great sects who stayed isolating themselves in the mountains to practice.

Suddenly, Luo Yan made his move. This palm strike, leveraging the surrounding wind, was even more powerful than before.

"Afraid of you?" Song Ziqi laughed lightly, not showing any sign of fear, her aggressive style unabated as she met his palm forcefully.

Under one palm clash, Luo Yan’s hand power was still insufficient, and he was repelled once again, but he still felt confident of victory.

"Divine Wind Nine Revolutions."

With a shift in position, Luo Yan turned around, reappearing behind Song Ziqi’s left.

Divine Wind Nine Revolutions, a secret technique passed down by Lu Qifeng, involved shifting position while turning, accumulating layers of force with each turn, making the strikes even more formidable.

Another palm strike.

Song Ziqi met it head-on again.

Third Transition.

Fourth Transition.

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Divine Wind Nine Revolutions, each turn building up force, Luo Yan unleashed nine palm strikes.

Song Ziqi forcefully met all nine.

It was hard to imagine, given Song Ziqi’s seemingly delicate physique, that her counterattacks were so strong and domineering, meeting each strike head-on.

"Cloud-shocking Wave-breaking."

Nine Revolutions combined into one, the extreme of wind, capable of shocking clouds and breaking waves, this was Luo Yan’s extreme move.

Song Ziqi maintained her aggressive stance, meeting Luo Yan’s Cloud-shocking Wave-breaking head-on.

Her inner qi projected outward, forming a fierce tiger’s head around her, her palm the mouth of the tiger.

"Roar."

The tiger’s mouth met Luo Yan’s fully powered extreme move head-on.

The fierce roar of the tiger tore through the tornado Luo Yan had created around them, the roar thunderous.

The people nearby were shaken by the tiger’s roar to the point their eardrums ruptured, rolling on the ground in pain.

Those slightly farther away clutched their ears, overwhelmed by pain.

Luo Yan’s extreme move was shattered by Song Ziqi’s forceful strike, and he was sent flying through the air.

Following the impact of Song Ziqi’s palm force, Luo Yan leveraged the momentum to fly away, with a speed unmatched in the world by the Chasing Wind Divine Constable; Song Ziqi could not catch up.

"Tiger Roar to Settle Mountains and Rivers! Hahaha······"

Only Luo Yan’s laughter echoed in the air.