After Marrying The Paranoid God of War (Rebirth) - Chapter 5.2
On the next day, at the hour of the snake (around 9 am), Ma Biao was originally herding cattle in the mountains.
Unexpectedly, a little brother came halfway and whispered to him, “Brother Biao, the fiancé of the unmarried doctor from the Ruan family in the neighboring Xinghua Village has returned. It seems that he has also participated in the martial arts examinations. Now the villagers in Xinghua Village regard him as the village bully. It is said that he is unhappy about the village chief’s daughter. Do you want to go and meet him?”
Ma Biao had a rough face and dark skin. After hearing this, he couldn’t help but squint.
“Where did this wild kid come from, daring to interfere with my marriage? Send someone to Xinghua Village and tell that kid that if he has the guts, he should come to the halfway point this afternoon and have a good match with me. If he loses, tell the village chief to send his daughter to our village quickly.”
Xinghua Village soon received the message.
In the afternoon, Ruan An, along with Sun Ye, Ah Shun, Yang Wei disguised as villagers, and others, arrived with Huo Pingxiao at the boundary chosen by Ma Biao.
The scorching sun hung high in the sky as Huo Pingxiao, using the alias Xiao Ping, faced off against Ma Biao.
Ruan An couldn’t help but feel a chill when she first saw Ma Biao’s physique.
She had heard of Ma Biao’s fierce reputation before. His skin and flesh were like tough armor, practically impenetrable to knives and spears. His huge bear-like stature could easily crush two ordinary adult men if he simply fell on them.
Ma Biao’s body was in stark contrast to Huo Pingxiao.
Ruan An suddenly realized that Huo Pingxiao’s physique was agile and vigorous, even carrying a carefully crafted sense of beauty, like a work of art by a skilled craftsman.
The proportions of his skull, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs were extremely harmonious and unified. His entire body was filled with a sense of strength, ready to burst into explosive attack mode at any moment.
But he was about to face Ma Biao in a one-on-one fight!
The girl’s heart couldn’t help but hang in suspense, and she couldn’t help but feel some worry.
On the other side, Ma Biao saw Huo Pingxiao’s face clearly and, finding him overly handsome, began to feel a sense of disdain.
His voice was deep and he laughed mockingly at the group of little brothers behind him, “Is that kid the village bully of Xinghua Village? Isn’t he just a pretty boy?”
Ma Biao’s little brother behind him gestured for him to look in Ruan An’s direction and whispered, “Brother Biao, that’s the pretty boy’s wife. I heard she’s also the village doctor.”
The pretty boy’s wife?
Ma Biao squinted at Ruan An, seeing that she was much more beautiful than Xiao Tao. However, he didn’t like this type.
This girl was too delicate. A few moves, and she would probably be squashed. That waist looked like it could be broken with a pinch, and her arms and legs would probably snap with a squeeze.
It’s true, a pretty boy should be paired with this kind of little wife.
Ma Biao laughed loudly, pointed in the direction of Ruan An, and said, “Watch carefully.” Then he pointed at Huo Pingxiao, “That’s this guy’s girl. After I knock that guy down later, if any of you fancy her, just carry her back to the village directly.”
His crude words had just fallen when Huo Pingxiao had already clenched his fist bones, the veins on the back of his hand showing signs of swelling. The broad muscles on the man’s shoulders were protruding outward, completely different from the last time he fought with Steward Liu and others.
This time, Ruan An clearly felt that the man was provoked by Ma Biao. She hurriedly whispered to him, “You… be careful with your arm; it hasn’t fully healed.”
“You don’t need to worry; I will handle him.”
The man’s voice was cold, and Ruan An sensed a hint of brutality in his sharp and cold eyes, filled with gloominess and ruthlessness, making her heart tremble with anxiety.
This time, Huo Pingxiao was probably going to use real force.
When she was in Lingnan, she had never seen this man’s eyes during enemy killings, and now that she saw it, she felt it was even more ferocious than when a wild wolf was hunting.
“Bang—”
Ma Biao was not prepared yet when Huo Pingxiao struck his broad back with a wooden stick, accompanied by a horrifying sound of something breaking in the air. With a “crack,” the wooden stick broke suddenly.
Although Huo Pingxiao’s figure was not as sturdy as Ma Biao’s, his momentum was like a fierce and tyrannical wind, with a crushing strength and dominance, fierce and terrifying like a tiger or a wolf pouncing on prey.
Ma Biao’s body tilted forward, his pupils contracting visibly.
He was clearly provoked by Huo Pingxiao’s first move, and he cursed, “Good kid, you’ve got some skills, wait for me!”
Just as Ma Biao finished his angry shout, he felt a strong wind around him.
Looking up again, he no longer saw Huo Pingxiao’s figure. He was puzzled, not realizing that the man had already leaped behind him.
“Thud—”
Huo Pingxiao kicked Ma Biao violently from behind, and he felt a sudden buzzing sound in his head, followed by a sharp pain. When he turned his head again, Ma Biao and Huo Pingxiao had officially begun a fierce battle.
Huo Pingxiao’s moves seemed arrogant and barbaric, but they were actually measured and flexible, layering upon each other, more violent than the scorching sun.
As the onlookers watched the battle, it seemed as if they could hear a loud and murderous melody, like the Huai River flowing and the Chu army marching. The grass around them was restless, as if hearing the neighing of horses, the flapping of wings, and witnessing the rising smoke of war and the majestic march of troops.
Ruan An once heard a storyteller say that in ancient times, martial arts experts could kill with the sound of a qin, and Huo Pingxiao’s momentum against enemies was enough to shatter one’s heart and courage, leading to sudden death.
In less than twenty rounds, Ma Biao was defeated in a sorry state, falling to the ground with a loud crash. The small brothers from Zaoshu Village behind him looked pale and horrified.
Meanwhile, the villagers of Xinghua Village cheered for Huo Pingxiao’s alias: “Xiao Ping! Xiao Ping!! Xiao Ping!!!”
After the battle, Ruan An looked at the man’s tall and cold figure, and a familiar feeling from Lingnan surged in her heart.
She couldn’t distinguish whether it was excitement or another emotion, only feeling her thoughts in a tangle. Even her pulse was racing in sync with her heartbeat, as if beating like a drum without stopping.
Ma Biao was not killed, only unconscious from fainting. Huo Pingxiao stepped on Ma Biao’s head, his pitch-black long lashes concealing a disdainful look. His deep voice carried a thick sense of ruthlessness: “Originally, I didn’t want to beat you like this.”
Mid-sentence, Ma Biao snorted, and the man’s gaze towards Ma Biao became even more fierce and disdainful —
“But you’ve insulted my wife.”