Chapter 143: I Am Indeed the Young Master of the Lu Family

Lu Ye had lived for twenty-two years. It was only today that he learned he was truly the young master of the Martial Arts Lu family.

Lu Yuqing had never been a common man living a mundane life. He was, in fact, the current head of the Lu clan.

Twenty-three years ago, Lu Yuqing had defied his father, Lu Yangxiu, and rejected a pre-arranged marriage within the martial arts circles to marry Cheng Qimeng, a woman of humble origins. The two had gone into hiding, changing their names and moving to Mingzhu City, where Lu Ye was born a year later. Lu Yuqing had used his distant cousin—who would later become Lu Ye’s second uncle—to maintain a cover as an ordinary citizen.

He had hoped to stay far away from the conflicts of the martial world and live a quiet life, but Cheng Qimeng had gone missing during a mission. The authorities informed him that she was dead, leaving not even a body behind. Since then, Lu Yuqing had remained silent for a long time, torn by internal conflict. He wanted his son to carry on his mother’s legacy, yet he feared losing the only family he had left.

That was until he heard Max say he had orchestrated an ambush on Lu Ye. Lu Yuqing’s mind had gone blank, and his composure crumbled. He had gone out to face Max with a death wish, only to find the brat suddenly descending from the sky with a parachute, alive and kicking.

Lu Yuqing paused, stunned. "Damn it, you didn't die?"

Lu Ye grinned. "I haven't fulfilled my filial duty to bury you yet; how could I die?"

"Hahaha, you little brat."

"You've been pretending for over twenty years," Lu Ye asked. "Aren't you tired?"

Lu Yuqing let out a long sigh. "I am!"

"Damn it, let's beat that idiot to a pulp first!"

Lu Ye stepped forward and lunged at Max. Max steadied himself on one knee and unleashed a dual-fisted strike. Lu Ye met the attack head-on with both palms.

*Boom!*

Max stood unmoved, while Lu Ye slid back a few steps, though he remained unharmed.

Max sneered, "I didn't expect you to escape that disaster."

Lu Ye laughed, "Did you think you could take me out by finding some random pig to ambush me?"

Max retorted, "Your strength is indeed unexpectedly high. I underestimated you, but you are clearly no match for me. I would have been wary of facing three ninth-tier experts at once, but you’re too late. Your beautiful sister has already been severely wounded by me."

Lu Ye glanced at Chen Xi not far away. She was indeed pale, swaying as if she could barely stand. Lu Ye’s protective instincts ignited instantly.

*Bang!*

He landed a swift punch on Max's face before the man could react, drawing two streams of blood from his nose.

*Thud, thud, thud...*

Taking advantage of Max’s momentary daze, Lu Ye launched a rain of punches.

*Boom!*

Max took dozens of blows, pulled Lu Ye close, and kicked him hard in the chest, pushing him back. "Your speed is decent, but your strength is far from enough... Argh!"

Before he could finish, Lu Yuqing appeared behind him and delivered a full-force strike.

*Crack!*

A loud sound erupted from Max’s spine, yet he seemed unaffected. Lu Yuqing was stunned, and just as he prepared to strike again, Max whirled around and punched him square in the face, sending the older man flying several meters away.

Lu Ye charged again. *Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!* A delicate butterfly knife danced in his hand, slicing Max repeatedly and leaving a dozen bloody gashes in the blink of an eye.

Max roared in fury, "Is that Ivanka’s butterfly knife?"

Lu Ye smirked, "Indeed!" He had always found Ivanka’s skill with the blade flashy, so after her death, he had taken it to practice. Showing it now was clearly intended to break Max’s composure.

Max held out a hand, commanding, "Give it back to me!"

"Sure!" Lu Ye handed it over, but just as he touched Max’s hand, he twisted his wrist and drove the blade down into Max’s palm.

*Squish!*

"Argh!"

Lu Ye pulled the knife out and retreated. Max clutched his bleeding palm, blinded by rage. "You bastard! I will make you watch as your family and friends die by my hands one by one! Let's start with your father!"

*Whoosh!*

Before the words had faded, Max was already in front of Lu Yuqing, his hand clamped around his throat.

*Whiz, whiz, whiz.* Five silver streaks flew toward Max’s temples. Tang Qianyan, hidden on the roof, had finally made her move!

*Clang!*

Max was forced to release Lu Yuqing, swatting the five flying swallows away. "Another ninth-tier expert?" he gasped.

Lu Ye laughed wildly, "Three ninth-tier experts were hard enough to deal with, right? Now we have four. Aren't you going to surrender, Max?"

"Hahaha..." Max laughed even more maniacally. "Four ninth-tier experts might barely be able to defeat one tenth-tier, but what if I have two tenth-tier experts on my side? Laika, what are you waiting for? Come out!"

*Bang!*

The rear door of a black RV parked in the corner of the yard was kicked open, revealing a giant over two meters tall. As he stood beside Max, Lu Ye felt an overwhelming pressure.

"This is Laika, the God of War from the Navy SEALs. By your standards, he is a tenth-tier expert!" Max laughed. "I wanted to avenge Ivanka myself, but I didn't expect you trash to band together and resist. Good thing I held back a trump card."

"Game over. Laika, kill them all!"

Lu Ye roared, "I'll take on Max! You guys do your best to stall!"

Damn it! He hadn't expected Max to bring another tenth-tier expert. They had miscalculated. In the face of absolute power, one must either fight to the death or surrender to be slaughtered. But the word 'surrender' had never existed in Lu Ye’s dictionary.

He gripped the butterfly knife in his right hand and drew a black dagger from his leg sheath with his left, charging at Max. This was the wildest battle of Lu Ye’s life. He abandoned all defense, fighting with a desperate intensity to ensure Max had no chance to interfere with the others. If two tenth-tier experts joined forces, they could easily kill anyone present.

Tang Qianyan leaped down from the roof and helped Chen Xi, asking softly, "Master, are you alright?"

Chen Xi caught her breath and nodded. "I'm fine." While Lu Ye was distracting Max, she had used her 'Healing Fist' to stabilize her injuries and could now fight.

*Boom, boom, boom...*

Lu Yuqing used the soft force of Tai Chi to parry Laika’s attacks, shielding the women, while Chen Xi and Tang Qianyan assisted with their flying swallow blades. Ten silver streaks danced through the air. Even with Laika’s immense skill, he could not handle the all-encompassing assault.

*Slash, slash...*

The sharp, rotating blades sliced his skin while he remained locked in combat with Lu Yuqing.

*Boom!*

Laika’s full-force strike sent Lu Yuqing flying. "I'll deal with you two annoying women first!"

Lu Yuqing adjusted his posture in mid-air, landing lightly on his toes. "Cloud-Ladder Step!" Utilizing his light-body techniques, he rushed forward again to keep Laika occupied. "As long as I'm here, you won't touch them!"

"Get lost!" Laika roared, raising his fist again. But Lu Yuqing refused to clash head-on, using agile movements to dodge and weave, frustrating Laika to no end. Chen Xi and Tang Qianyan seized the opportunity to strike from the flanks—the scene was like a trio raiding a boss.

On the other side of the battlefield, Lu Ye was still holding his own. Supported by the 'Jade Maiden Heart Sutra,' his internal energy surged endlessly. This opponent was far tougher than Max had anticipated. He was a tenth-tier expert, yet Lu Ye had forced him into a stalemate!

Meng Meiren and Wan Quan had finally cleared out the rest of the Hongying Society thugs. With Max and Laika distracted, they carried Mo Chong and Mo Dong to a relatively safe area. Mo Dong had a compound fracture in his right leg, and Mo Chong was even worse off, his bones shattered by Max’s strike, though he still clung to life.

The brothers looked dejected. "Brother, are we finished?"

Meng Meiren comforted them, "Don't panic. A little injury like this is nothing a round of Brother Lu’s Healing Fist can't fix."

Mo Dong glanced at the chaotic battlefield and muttered, "Brother Lu can't even save himself right now..."