A person's name is like a tree's shadow.
If a commoner wanted to see the admiral, it naturally wouldn't be so easy. Perhaps these soldiers would even draw their swords. However, Huang Fei-hung wasn't the chief instructor of the Guangdong militia. Just his title of "one of the ten tigers of Guangdong" allowed him to do things at his convenience in many places. (Note: In history, Huang Fei-hung's father, Huang Qiying, was one of the ten tigers of Guangdong. However, Huang Fei-hung surpassed his father in martial arts when he was in his twenties. We are using the movies as the standard here. Please do not delve too deeply into this matter.)
Thus, when Huang Fei-hung announced his name, the soldiers on guard were immediately shocked. They carefully sized up Huang Fei-hung. Afterwards, the two guards standing at the back discussed with their eyes and nodded slightly. One of the guards stood up and said, "So it is Master Huang, Huang Fei-hung. Please follow me. The admiral is in the mansion. Please follow me!"
"Many thanks. Please!" Huang Fei-hung cupped his hands in salute. Then he turned his head and signaled for Ye Xuan to follow. The two of them walked past the many guards and entered the admiral's mansion.
After walking into the admiral's mansion, they saw that the inside wasn't as tightly guarded as the outside. There were only torches on the walls. Every ten steps, there would be a soldier standing guard. It was extremely lax.
Tight on the outside but loose on the inside. So it was a diversion!
Ye Xuan and Huang Fei-hung entered the admiral's mansion. Seeing the layout of the mansion, they immediately thought that the government's military strength was indeed tight. Otherwise, they wouldn't have used this diversion tactic.
"The admiral is currently practicing martial arts on the drill ground. Master Huang, please follow me!" After the soldier entered, he asked the soldiers on guard. Then, he brought the two of them to a drill ground that was filled with wooden stakes as thick as a calf.
They saw a middle-aged man wearing a white martial arts uniform practicing on the drill ground. He was holding a rolled up cloth stick and practicing.
If an ordinary person were to use a cloth as a rod, they would probably only need to wave it twice before the entire cloth would become soft and flabby, unable to be used as a weapon at all. However, in the hands of that person, the cloth stick was even more powerful than a real wooden stick. It could be both hard and soft. It could bend and straighten, and it had many variations. Every strike of the rod was accompanied by a whistling wind. It was obvious that its power was extraordinary.
"Ha!" The man let out a loud roar and struck the ground with his rod, causing the entire ground to sink three inches into the ground. If this strike had landed on a person's body, it would have broken bones and torn tendons.
Following that, the man who practiced martial arts let out another roar. The hand that was holding the cloth stick shook, and the originally taut cloth stick immediately became soft. The man twisted his body and waved his hand, striking the wooden pole beside him. With a "pa" sound, the wooden pole was directly broken by the pole. Then, the man shook his hand again, striking the other wooden pole beside him. The wooden pole was once again broken. Finally, the man exerted his strength, causing the pole to become even harder than before. Then, he fiercely chopped at the wooden barrel in front of him. With a bang, the wooden barrel was smashed into pieces.
"Master Huang, please wait!" Seeing that the man was practicing martial arts, the soldier asked Huang Fei-hung and Nalan Yuanshu to wait for a moment. The soldier asked Huang Feihong and the man to wait for a moment. Only after the man put away his rods did he walk over and report to the man, "Sir, Huang Feihong requests an audience!"
Nalan Yuanshu had just put down the cloth stick when he heard the soldier's report. He glanced at Ye Xuan and Huang Fei-hung, and his eyes flashed. Then, he kicked with his right foot and directly picked up the Eye-brows Rod that was originally stuck in the weapon rack. With a swing of his right leg, the Eye-brows Rod flew directly towards them.
Huang Fei-hung was just about to reach out to catch the rod. However, Ye Xuan, who was standing beside him, suddenly took a step forward. His right hand gently stroked the Eye-brows Rod that was flying towards him, and the rod immediately fell into his hand. "Master, take a break. Let me deal with him."
"Alright!" Seeing that his disciple wanted to make a move, Huang Fei-hung nodded. Although Huang Fei-hung could see that his disciple's martial arts had greatly improved in the past ten years, he still couldn't see his disciple's true martial arts because his opponent was too weak. Just now, he came in and saw the Guangzhou Admiral practicing martial arts. Just the cloth stick alone was astonishing and not inferior to his own. Now that Nalan Yuanshu wanted to make a move, it was a good opportunity to see how much his disciple had improved.
Although Nalan Yuanshu didn't know Huang Fei-hung, he had heard that Huang Fei-hung was a middle-aged man. As for Ye Xuan, his age was obviously different from the rumored Huang Fei-hung. Nalan Yuanshu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Nalan Yuanshu's original intention was to exchange pointers with Huang Fei-hung. Now that he saw Huang Fei-hung's disciple receiving the rod, he thought that Huang Fei-hung was looking down on him. He couldn't help but feel angry and thought to himself, 'Since you don't want to make a move, let's see if you will still make a move after I cripple your disciple.'
With a cold snort, he casually grabbed an Eye-brows Rod in his hand and brandished it. Without any nonsense, he directly rushed towards Ye Xuan.
As the saying goes, a saber is like a fierce tiger, a sword is like a flying phoenix, a spear is like a swimming dragon, and a rod is like rain.
The most important thing about rod techniques was speed, fierceness, and strength.
Nalan Yuanshu brandished his rod like a shower of rain, and his momentum was like a thunderbolt.
Whoosh!
The long rod carried a sharp sound of the wind, as if it had smashed a mountain. It directly chopped down on the motionless Ye Xuan.
Feeling the force of the long rod, Ye Xuan couldn't help but frown slightly. If an ordinary person was hit by such a powerful and heavy rod, his head would definitely be split open.
Eyes flashing, Ye Xuan suddenly moved his right hand when the long rod was about to chop down. The long rod in his hand fiercely collided with the long rod in Nalan Yuanshu's hand.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the two long rods collided. Nalan Yuanshu only felt the long rod in his hand shake, and a huge force directly transmitted from the long rod to his hand. He couldn't help but feel numb, and the long rod was almost shaken off his hand.
"What a strong force!" Nalan Yuanshu was shocked, and his eyes no longer showed the contempt from before. He shook the long rod in his hand, changed from a chop to a sweep, and swept towards Ye Xuan's waist with the move of Total Annihilation.
Ye Xuan wasn't good at rod techniques. In terms of moves, he was obviously not a match for Nalan Yuanshu, who was an expert in rod techniques. However, there was a saying that in the world of martial arts, there was nothing that couldn't be overcome by speed!
Nalan Yuanshu was fast, but Ye Xuan was even faster!
Ye Xuan raised the long rod in his hand and directly knocked away Nalan Yuanshu's long rod. Then, he pointed the long rod in his hand and used the Swimming Dragon Emerges from the Water to directly point at Nalan Yuanshu's chest.
Nalan Yuanshu felt a sense of life-threatening danger as he looked at the long rod heading straight for his chest. If he was struck by this rod, his heart meridian would probably be pierced by the force of the long rod.
He hurriedly pulled out the long rod in his hand and borrowed the force from Ye Xuan's rod. He flipped his body and used the Furious River and Clouds to point at Ye Xuan's throat.
He didn't expect Nalan Yuanshu to react so quickly. Not only did he avoid his move, but he also counterattacked. Faced with the long rod aimed at his throat, Ye Xuan didn't panic. He suddenly lowered his body and directly avoided Nalan Yuanshu's killing move. Then, he raised the long rod in his hand and used the Flying Crane Soars to the Sky to strike Nalan Yuanshu's armpit at lightning speed.
Nalan Yuanshu, who was in mid-air, originally wanted to change his point to a fall when he saw Ye Xuan's lower body. However, as soon as this thought crossed his mind, he felt his entire right arm go numb. The long rod in his hand loosened and fell to the ground with a thud. He hurriedly flipped his body and placed his left hand on his injured right arm. He stared closely at Ye Xuan.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Seeing that Nalan Yuanshu was injured, the soldiers beside him immediately drew their long sabers from their waists and stared fiercely at Ye Xuan and Huang Fei-hung. As soon as Nalan Yuanshu gave the order, they would definitely rush forward and take them down.
The atmosphere on the drill ground was tense …
Thank you to "Song of Fury", "Yuan Yu", "Hidden Fragrance", "LD Heng", "Dongfang I Xiao", and "Book Friend 151112204523803" for their tips!
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