Chapter 166: Jiang Yunkai

Jiang Yunkai’s movements were as fluid as drifting clouds and flowing water, without a hint of stagnation. Each motion seemed honed a thousand times, picked up effortlessly, very casual. Yet, each move contained a powerful force. With just a light touch, a hoodlum was sent flying far away, crashing heavily to the ground, crying out in pain.

Ling Chen watched quietly, nodding occasionally and praising Jiang Yunkai’s martial arts skills. His own skills were honed in real combat, focusing on lethal intent, with big and bold moves where every strike was meant to kill. Thus, his martial arts had no fixed routines; every punch and kick aimed to quickly eliminate the enemy.

But Jiang Yunkai was different; the aura he exuded clearly indicated a well-trained background. Judging by his moves, he likely practiced traditional martial arts, Xingyi Fist.

Xingyi Fist is one of Huaxia’s traditional martial arts, celebrated alongside Tai Chi Boxing and Trigram Palm as one of the three major Inner Boxing styles.

Assessing martial arts isn’t just about observing the physical form; the most important aspect lies in the artistic conception. If it possesses only form without substance, it’s merely a useless decoration.

The reason Jiang Yunkai’s martial arts captivated Ling Chen was that every move contained the essence of Xingyi Fist, demonstrating that he had grasped the profound mysteries of the boxing technique.

Such a person could truly be called a master.

Jiang Yunkai had interrupted his and Nanrong Wanqing’s private moment earlier, which initially annoyed him. However, after witnessing Jiang Yunkai’s martial arts, he grew increasingly intrigued by him.

At such a young age to possess such skills, his mentor must be extraordinary.

In no time, Huang Zhan’s thugs were all knocked down by Jiang Yunkai.

"Isn’t it time for you to leave?" Jiang Yunkai stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Huang Zhan on the ground with a cold tone.

Huang Zhan clenched his teeth: "Jiang, don’t get cocky. Offending our Green Tiger Gang won’t make your life any easier. Brothers, let’s go!"

Watching the gang of hoodlums flee dejectedly, the surrounding vendors burst into applause and cheers.

"Jiang is really tough."

"Indeed, thanks to Jiang, we can run our businesses smoothly."

"..."

Suddenly, the crowd was filled with words of praise for Jiang Yunkai.

Jiang Yunkai smiled slightly, then turned to look at Nanrong Wanqing and walked over to a roadside stall, "Boss, are the skewers ready?"

"They’re ready, Jiang. From now on, skewers for you are on the house."

"Thanks!"

Jiang Yunkai took the skewers without any reserve and approached Nanrong Wanqing with a radiant smile, "Beauty, your skewers."

Nanrong Wanqing shook her head lightly, murmuring distantly, "These are your skewers." After speaking, she shifted her gaze towards Ling Chen.

The latter patted Jiang Yunkai on the shoulder and grinned, "Buddy, I know you’re great, but even if you are, flirting with my girlfriend in front of me is not right."

Jiang Yunkai didn’t even turn his head, "I’ve said it before, as long as this beauty isn’t married, everyone has a chance to pursue her. Beauty, I don’t even know your name yet?"

"Boring." Nanrong Wanqing coldly spat out two words, then turned her wheelchair and left.

Feeling Nanrong Wanqing’s icy demeanor, Jiang Yunkai was momentarily stunned, seemingly not expecting such a frosty reception. He was good-looking and skilled in martial arts; didn’t all women like men who could provide a sense of security?

"Beauty, don’t go."

Seeing Nanrong Wanqing walking away, he immediately chased after her.

However, having just taken two steps, he felt someone grab his shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw the smiling Ling Chen behind him, and Jiang Yunkai frowned, "Take your hand off."

"Pal, stop chasing. The world is full of beauties, why don’t you go find another one?"

"You also know the world is full of beauties, so why don’t you let me have this beauty and you go after other women?"

Ling Chen’s smile remained unchanged, but his eyes narrowed, "Buddy, I’m advising you nicely, don’t overstep."

"Or what, you want to teach me a lesson?" Jiang Yunkai said dismissively, "I’ll say it again, take your hand off."

Ling Chen did not move, his hand still gripping his shoulder.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunkai snorted lightly and leaned his shoulder back forcefully, trying to push Ling Chen away and make him retreat. But as soon as he made his move, his expression changed. Ling Chen’s hand was like an iron clamp, firmly locking onto his shoulder. He couldn’t make a move or even budge; all his strength seemed to be dissolved invisibly.

At this moment, the disdain in Jiang Yunkai’s eyes gradually receded, turning solemn.

"So it turns out you’re also a martial artist."

"I’m different from you; I practice unorthodox methods, I can’t compare with someone from a proper lineage like you."

Jiang Yunkai frowned slightly. He then gathered his strength and struck again. However, Ling Chen stood firm like a rock, rooted to the ground. No matter how hard he tried, Ling Chen’s body did not move an inch.

Having used less than half of his strength in his first attempt and going all out in the second, yet still unable to free himself from Ling Chen, horrified him.

After two failures, he immediately gave up the idea of trying again.

His face turned serious, and he bowed with his hands clasped, "I didn’t expect to meet a master like you in East Sea City. I was rash before, please forgive me."

"No worries, just don’t try to snatch my girlfriend again." Saying this, Ling Chen looked towards Nanrong Wanqing not far away, "Brother Jiang, I have to go now, we’ll chat another time."

"Sure, I live on this street, ask any vendor here, they all know me. Oh, right!" Jiang Yunkai seemed to remember something, quickly handing over some skewers he was holding, "Sorry about earlier, please apologize to your girlfriend for me."

"It’s fine, she won’t mind. Let’s go!"

Ling Chen waved his hand and quickly returned to Nanrong Wanqing’s side, pushing her wheelchair out of the street.

Eating the tasty skewers, Nanrong Wanqing curiously asked, "What were you guys talking about just now? I thought you were going to fight."

"No, Jiang Yunkai isn’t a bad person."

"How do you know? Just because he gave you some skewers for free?"

Ling Chen chuckled, "You’re overthinking."

In fact, when Jiang Yunkai fought with those hoodlums earlier, Ling Chen had already noticed. Jiang Yunkai was measured in his strikes, and those hoodlums only suffered superficial injuries, nothing serious.

For martial artists, moral character is crucial, and this can be discerned from how one conducts themselves. Thus, through Jiang Yunkai’s actions, Ling Chen knew he wasn’t a bad person. If it weren’t for that, he would have knocked him down with a punch much earlier.

In this East Sea City, it’s rare to encounter a young person of similar age with remarkable skills. Although they only exchanged a few words earlier, both had the intent to become further acquainted.