Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 215: Fist is power! (asking for monthly ticket)
Never bargain?

Then will you give me your wife too if I want her?

No, this guy hasn’t gone south yet and doesn’t have a wife yet.

But is Xiao Meiniang really that beautiful?
Zhang Kuang's mind raced like lightning, but he remained expressionless as he said, "That depends on who you want to kill."

Yang Guang's heart moved: "What if my father... ahem, what if it was the crown prince?"

Zhang Kuang looked at him deeply, and then said: “There are four great books in the world, the Atlas of the God of War, the Strategy of the Heavenly Demon, the Classic of the Compassionate Sword, and the Secret of Immortality. You can’t find the Atlas of the God of War, the Strategy of the Heavenly Demon is useless, and the Classic of the Compassionate Sword is useless to you.

So, as long as you can find the secret of immortality, you can decide when and how the prince will die.

Yang Guang's face twitched. If I could find the secret of immortality, would I give it to you?

"What about the three monks? This time we are going to see the performance of the younger generation of Buddhism and Taoism. These three are all outstanding among the younger generation."

The implication is that the price should not be too outrageous.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether these three monks die or not, and it doesn’t matter how they die. What matters is that Yang Guang needs to confirm Zhang Kuang’s strength.

If Zhang Kuang is indeed extremely powerful, then we can rest assured to ask him for help in the next big thing.

Zhang Kuang knew that Yang Guang was "poor", so he didn't ask for anything. He just asked for a mountain gate, a Taoist temple, and a few female Taoist priests to be responsible for "sweeping and cleaning".

It is said that the fewer words, the harder the task.

If Zhang Kuang had stated the standard, Yang Guang would have found it easier to set it. But now it was just a "simple" requirement, so he naturally couldn't make it too shabby.

Fortunately, Yang Guang only looked shabby on the surface, but was actually quite wealthy, so he nodded and said, "This is easy."

So the two sides reached a cooperation.

Just wait for the imperial lecture to deliver the goods.

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"Why did His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin suddenly come to see you? Could it be that he also wants to learn Tai Chi?"

Zhang Kuang returned to the room. Fan Qinghui was only wearing a thin skirt as light as a blooming white lotus. As soon as she stood up barefoot, Zhang Kuang carried her back to the bed. Her already rosy face became even more charming, and her tone was casual. Her original desire to explore became dispensable, and she wanted to explore even more.

Zhang Kuang exhaled a breath of hot air towards her earlobe, and when he saw the jade-like earlobe turn red and hot, he smiled and said, "He wants me to kill someone."

"What?!" Fan Qinghui was awakened from her serenity in an instant. She placed her hands on Zhang Kuang's shoulders and subconsciously wanted to push him away and sit up, but Zhang Kuang pushed her back onto the bed. "Wait..."

"I can't wait! We just gave up halfway, so of course we have to start over now. Don't you want to make progress?"

After a moment of hesitation, Fan Qinghui had already lost the initiative, so he had to reluctantly continue to practice the Tai Chi secret technique with Zhang Kuang: Tai Chi Bahuang.

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The clouds are gone and the rain has stopped.

After digesting the progress of their cultivation, Zhang Kuang and Fan Qinghui changed into appropriate brocade clothes and strolled in the residence of Cihang Jingzhai. The two of them talked about the previous topic again.

Fan Qinghui's face was filled with confusion. "Prince Yang Guang of Jin has always been humble, frugal, and kind. Why would he suddenly ask you to kill someone?" "You can only know a person's face, not his heart. Only he knows his true nature. As for why he asked me out, it's naturally because I'm powerful and have a clean background. I've practiced hard in the mountains for decades, and I'm afraid that in their eyes, I'll be seen as a disciple of the demon sect from the south."

Zhang Kuang sneered, "The people in the Demon Sect are not fools. Even if they want to pretend, they can't pretend to be someone with no past, right?"

The small thoughts that had just surfaced in Fan Qinghui's mind were instantly dispelled by Zhang Kuang's words. She smiled softly and nodded in agreement, "Yes, and I wouldn't be so anxious to become famous right after arriving. But who does Prince Jin Yang Guang want to kill?"

"His father, his brother..."

Zhang Kuang's words were so shocking that Fan Qinghui was so frightened that she hugged his arms tightly, stood still and gasped.

"...It's a pity that he couldn't afford the price. So he only reluctantly allowed me to kill the three monks who were discussing the Dao at the imperial lecture." Zhang Kuang stopped as she walked, patted the back of her hand with his hand, and said with a kind smile on his face, "As the saying goes, leaders should set an example for their followers. Yang Jian was able to seize the throne from his grandson. With such a 'jewel in his eyes', how could his son be a good person?

It's just that one is smart and the other is stupid."

Fan Qinghui felt very uncomfortable after hearing this and couldn't help but sigh, "Is power really that important?"

"Of course, what men seek in life is, to put it nicely, to leave a lasting legacy and accomplish great things. To put it bluntly, it's to chase fame and fortune. Power means everything, and fame and fortune will follow. Therefore, men cannot live without power for even a day."

"Are you here for power too?" Fan Qinghui stared at Zhang Kuang with his star-like eyes, his face serious, without a trace of joking.

Zhang Kuang snorted softly, then raised his fist in front of Fan Qinghui with a smile, "I don't need to fight for power, I just need to make sure I have the biggest 'fist'."

"The fist is power!"

"To clench your fist is to clench your power, and to clench your fist firmly is to possess authority!"

Zhang Kuang's words were arrogant and wild. Just a few words shook Fan Qinghui's heart and kept her in place for several breaths, but she still couldn't relieve the surging waves in her heart.

After a long while, Fan Qinghui took a deep breath as if he remembered that he could breathe, and released all the resentment in his abdomen.

He looked aside and asked, "Will you kill them then?"

"why not?"

"With your strength, why do you have to listen to Yang Guang..."

"You are wrong. This is called a transaction. We both get what we want. If someone pays me to kill Yang Guang, I will do it."

Zhang Kuang held her hand. His warm palm touched her cold fingertips and then he gently clenched it. He placed his left hand on the back of her hand and patted it gently. "Don't think too much. Whether it's Buddhism, Taoism, or the various schools of thought, victory or defeat has never been determined by words."

Debate the law?

Debate?

What the hell!
Both the living and the dead have mouths, but only the living can speak!

The color faded a little from Fan Qinghui's fair face, and he forced a wry smile and said, "Killing someone in front of the emperor, isn't that too much?"

Zhang Kuang held her in his arms, his strong arms wrapped around her waist, "As I said before, as long as my fist is strong enough, even if he is the emperor, he will still have to avoid my edge."

That’s not what I meant... Fan Qinghui felt bitter. After all, she was a Buddhist. Even if she returned to secular life and married Zhang Kuang, how could she forget the past friendship?

"You are a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai, why bother about people from other temples? What happens in Buddhism is not your responsibility. You just need to take care of yourself and me..." Zhang Kuang gently stroked her back, his eyes glowing red like stars, his voice low and full of magnetism, gradually making Fan Qinghui's eyes blurred, and she murmured in a low voice, repeating Zhang Kuang's words.

The warm sunlight falls on the two people hugging each other, and their long shadows are like one...

(End of this chapter)