Global Martial Arts: Slaughter to Become Emperor

Chapter 22 Letting Go

Lu Hao was unaware that Bai Qiuyao had considered fighting back when he was injured. In his view, these were minor injuries, and since he had decided to walk the path of a martial artist, he was bound to get injured in the future.

As the saying goes, the more you sweat in peacetime, the less you bleed in wartime.

If you can't even withstand this little injury, what kind of martial artist are you? You might as well go home and grow sweet potatoes.

"This isn't a serious injury, let alone a hidden one. Since I chose the path of a martial artist, I'm prepared to get hurt. So don't be afraid that I'll get hurt. If I don't get hurt now, I'll face an even more severe situation later."

Although Lu Hao knew what his mother was thinking, he didn't want to hide behind her forever. Could he hide like this forever? If he backed down now, it would be too late to regret it three years later.

Are you just going to watch your parents die in front of you three years from now?

"..."

Bai Qiuyao was stunned. Although she knew what she was doing was wrong, what mother could really be so heartless?

But she also understood that what she was doing was indeed harming Lu Hao.

"...Alright, you'll be coming here alone from now on. I'll prepare the resources for you. I'll make sure the viper only attacks when you're about to die; otherwise, it won't intervene. The rest is up to you."

Although Bai Qiuyao is a mother, she is also a martial artist. She knows that the path of a martial artist is forged with sweat and blood. Since she has already begun to block Lu Hao's path forward, she is determined to do so.

Then she should step back, let go, and let Lu Hao grow on his own. That would be the best way for Lu Hao. Otherwise, she's just using the excuse of doing what's best for the child to drive him to his death.

"Okay, don't worry, Mom, I'll be careful."

Lu Hao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Bai Qiuyao entrust the protection task to Viper. After all, if he wanted to grow, he would definitely have to get injured and fight.

Since his mother couldn't bear to see him hurt, she would definitely help him. In that case, it wouldn't be help to Lu Hao, but poison disguised as help.

Fortunately, my mother brought it up herself, otherwise things would have gotten out of hand.

The two did not continue on this topic. Bai Qiuyao watched the fight on the stage and began to give Lu Hao pointers, pointing out each move and stance, whether it should be used, and how to use it.

That evening, back home, Lu Hao continued practicing his swordsmanship, incorporating real-world combat scenarios and his own insights, resulting in rapid improvement in his skills.

Before going to sleep, use Qi and Blood to temper the bones of the lower limbs, depleting all Qi and Blood.

The next day, Lu Hao went to the dueling arena alone. Once there, he skillfully took out an ordinary Qi and Blood Pill as his ticket and entered.

Find the viper that your mother has already instructed you to use.

"Your mother told me that from now on, my only responsibility is whether you survive. As for getting injured, that's not my concern. Kid, what kind of opponent are we facing today?"

Viper looked at Lu Hao with a mocking smile. Bai Qiuyao paid ten million to have him protect Lu Hao until he went to university, as long as he could keep Lu Hao alive.

In his view, this was a sure-fire way to make money. After all, Lu Hao's father was a grandmaster, and by helping him this time, he might be able to expand his network of contacts.

"Um... what is your surname, senior?"

Lu Hao was about to say something when he suddenly realized that he still didn't know the middle-aged man's name, only his nickname "Viper." But he couldn't very well call himself Viper.

"Hehe, I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Wang, you can just call me Uncle Wang. Don't look down on me just because I'm from a small town. I was a student at Wuhan University when I was young, but I got injured later. This time I came back to start a business."

"My dueling arena is also a semi-official enterprise. After all, it can serve as a training ground for prodigies and also help stabilize the situation where martial artists cause trouble in society. Therefore, the government chooses not to crack down on it and does not approve of it."

"Your mother asked me to protect you until you go to college. I don't care what you do during this period; I'm only responsible for your life. Everything else is up to you. So calling me 'uncle' isn't a loss for you."

"Then, Uncle Wang, please arrange three matches for me. Just choose opponents who are at the high level of the first rank."

"Good lad, you have ambition. You're taking on three high-level first-grade opponents right off the bat. I have high hopes for you. Go ahead and fight with confidence. Getting injured is inevitable, but I guarantee you won't die."

With Uncle Wang's agreement, Lu Hao watched the battle unfold on the field while waiting for his turn to enter the arena.

In the evening, Lu Hao dragged his half-hanging arm toward home, reviewing the three battles of the day in his mind as he walked.

There's not much to say about the first two matches; aside from witnessing a couple of underhanded tactics, there wasn't much else.

The injury to his arm was caused by the last high-level first-rank martial artist he encountered today. This first-rank martial artist had refined his upper limb bones and used a long spear as his weapon.

Lu Hao fought him for dozens of rounds, suffering the consequence of having one of his arms pierced, before finally defeating him. If the opponent hadn't surrendered so quickly, Lu Hao might have killed him.

This first-rank martial artist's most outstanding skill was his defense with that long spear. Even after Lu Hao took to the air, he couldn't get around the spear to attack him. That's why he had no choice but to resort to a strategy of trading blows.

After the match, Lu Hao took a healing pill and his arm recovered somewhat before going home.

As soon as he got home, his mother saw Lu Hao's drooping arm. She held back her tears, carefully checked him over, and found nothing serious before going to cook for him.

Lu Hao, who was on the sofa, could clearly hear the sounds of chopping vegetables and crying. He felt very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do. These were things he had to go through sooner or later in order to become stronger.

Moreover, in order to win in the final battle, or at least protect their parents, they must now work harder and harder.

At the dinner table, the mother didn't mention the arm issue again. She knew she couldn't stop her son; doing so would only hinder his progress. So Bai Qiuyao talked a lot about things at the bureau.

This includes the various crimes committed by those martial artists, which is also to allow Lu Hao to get used to it in advance. After all, judging from Lu Hao's current situation, he will probably be coming to the bureau to take on a mission soon.

She wasn't worried about Lu Hao's life because Viper was protecting him, but Bai Qiuyao was very concerned about Lu Hao's mentality after facing these cruel martial artists. After all, there were some cases where even she, a police chief for more than ten years, couldn't bear to look at the methods used.

This is simply inhuman behavior; most people can't even imagine it. We can only hope that Lu Hao won't be influenced by these social scum.

After dinner, due to the injury to his arm, Lu Hao did not practice swordsmanship but instead practiced leg techniques. The leg techniques of the last martial artist he fought today were not yet at least at the minimum level, and his different applications of leg techniques gave Lu Hao a lot of ideas.

Indeed, real-world experience is the fastest way to improve.