My Martial Arts Activated Easy Mode

Fang Rou and the others instantly fell into a panic. Seeing this, Yan Que’s gaze darkened. ”What is the meaning of this?” he demanded.

”Hahaha, what is the meaning? The meaning is obvious.” The Third Boss guffawed, enunciating every word clearly. ”I want the money, but I don’t want to give you the goods and the people. On top of that, I’m going to capture all of you as well!”

”Your actions are far too treacherous!” Yan Que said in a deep voice.

”Is there something wrong with your head? You’re expecting honor from a bandit!” the Third Boss mocked.

Yan Que’s face turned livid. ”Everyone, be careful!” he warned the people behind him.

”Attack!”

With the Third Boss’s command, the bandits struck, clashing with Su Chen and the others. Yan Que and the Third Boss locked eyes across the distance. Both men knew that the final outcome of this battle rested on their shoulders.

”Since we are both Swordmen, let’s see whose blade is superior!” the Third Boss scoffed. His figure blurred as he took a massive step forward, wielding his long blade to strike at Yan Que.

Yan Que drew his blade and closed the distance with a few wide strides. He brought his weapon down in a swift, fierce chop.

CLANG.

The sound of clashing metal rang out, the recoil forcing both men several steps back. Just from this single exchange, they realized how formidable the other was.

”Again!” the Third Boss roared. His figure darted out once more, and he engaged Yan Que at lightning speed.

On the other side, the two groups had also plunged into fierce combat. Because Yan Que’s group was well-prepared this time, the bandits didn’t hold much of an advantage. In fact, they found themselves suppressed by Su Chen’s side.

To Su Chen’s surprise, Fang Rou, who looked incredibly delicate, actually knew martial arts. However, judging by her rusty forms, she clearly hadn’t mastered them. Out of everyone present, Su Chen had the easiest time. He even occasionally spared a glance toward the intense duel between Yan Que and the Third Boss.

”Ah!”

Suddenly, a sharp scream rang out. Su Chen glanced over and saw Fang Rou cornered by two bandits. He stepped in and saved her.

Fang Rou’s face was pale, visibly shaken. Once she managed to calm down, she thanked him. ”Thank you, Su Chen.”

Su Chen shook his head, saying nothing more.

After that incident, Fang Rou was well aware of her own limits. She obediently stayed in the middle of the formation, only occasionally striking out to assist the others. However, her eyes would dart toward Su Chen from time to time. Seeing how relaxed he looked, she felt a trace of shock in her heart.

”Hm?”

Su Chen, who had been keeping an eye on the battle between Yan Que and the Third Boss, suddenly had a change in expression. Yan Que was injured!

In the distance, the two men had locked blades in a test of strength, seemingly evenly matched. Suddenly, the Third Boss freed one hand and struck Yan Que with his palm. The blow forced Yan Que to spit blood as he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground with a muffled thud.

Seeing this, everyone’s breath hitched, a wave of profound shock surging from the depths of their eyes.

”Uncle, are you alright?” Fang Rou cried. Seeing him fall, she hurriedly ran to his side and asked with deep concern.

Blood spilled from Yan Que’s mouth. His eyes were fixed on the Third Boss in absolute horror as he choked out a few words: ”Power Training Martial Artist!”