Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 118 The Fengtian Turmoil, Linqing Tan Tui

Ye Ningzhen treated Gong Ruomei's ribs, but there wasn't much she could do except fix the fracture and let it heal.

Broken bones for a hundred days.

With her expertise and proper nutrition, she recovered almost completely within a month.

The three rushed back to the vicinity of Fengtian City, but Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen did not enter the city.

Gong Ruomei glanced at the two of them, knowing they still had things to do, and said nothing more: "I will handle yesterday's matter properly, there will be no trouble, you two be careful."

When Gong Ruomei returned to Fengtian, Lao Jiang didn't sleep for two days and two nights, and only felt at ease when he saw her return.

"You're injured?" Jiang Ming asked in surprise.

"It's alright, let's go inside and talk."

Upon entering the ancestral hall, Gong Ruomei, despite the pain in her ribs, lit two incense sticks for Gong Baotian.

"Father, you've regained your martial arts skills, but your daughter is incompetent, and the Gong family's legacy cannot be preserved."

After leaving the ancestral hall, Old Jiang was waiting.

"Uncle Jiang, bring me all the land deeds, house deeds, and field deeds. I want to take a look at them."

"Okay, please wait a moment, Miss."

After drinking two bowls of ginseng soup, Gong Ruomei's breathing eased and the pain in her ribs lessened.

Soon, Jiang Ming brought all the land deeds. As Gong Ruomei looked at them, she said, "Uncle Jiang, I killed Ma San."

Jiang Ming was stunned for a moment, "Ah, he's the one who injured you?"

"That's right, trading injury for life, I'm not at a loss."

"Tomorrow, announce the news to the martial arts world: Ma San betrayed his master and ancestors, and I am avenging my father. Make it as widely known as possible."

“Okay! What about the Japanese?” Jiang Ming said worriedly.

Gong Ruomei did not answer directly. Instead, she split the land deed in her hand in two and took out the land deed for the Gong family mansion.

Pointing to one of them, he said:

"Uncle Jiang, sell this whole batch. It doesn't matter if the price is low, just exchange it for gold and silver."

"This one, deliver it to Commander Zhang's home."

“The core disciples of the Gong family who are willing to leave can receive fifty silver dollars, while those who are unwilling to leave can stay and wait for my further arrangements.”

Old Jiang didn't react immediately, and could only manage a curt "Huh?"

After a moment, he said, "Miss, what are you trying to do? Are you abandoning the Gong family's legacy?"

Gong Ruomei took a breath and sighed, "No, Old Jiang, don't you understand the situation in Fengtian? We are unwilling to cooperate with Japan, and we will be devoured sooner or later. My father is gone, and there are plenty of wolves and tigers in the Northeast Army. They will show their fangs sooner or later."

"Perhaps we should retire while we're still at the peak of our careers."

After Gong Ruomei finished speaking, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Old Jiang remained silent for a long time, then sighed and left.

the next day.

A major event occurred in the martial arts world of Fengtian: Gong Baotian's daughter, Gong Ruomei, personally killed her senior brother, Ma San.

Originally, this matter was just a matter of grudges and feuds in the martial arts world: Ma San killed his father, and Gong Er murdered her brother.

But Ma San became the president of the China-Japan Friendship Association, and after the New Year, they were going to hold a "China-Japan Friendship Martial Arts Tournament." Ma San was the initiator, and if he were to be beaten to death in the suburbs, it would be a disgrace to the Japanese.

The martial arts community in Fengtian watched for several days, but surprisingly, nothing further happened.

There was no response from the Japanese side, and it's unclear who suppressed it; they only said that the "China-Japan Goodwill Martial Arts Tournament" would proceed as scheduled.

February 15th, same time, rewards doubled.

The turmoil in Fengtian is quietly subsiding, but a storm is constantly brewing in the small circle of the martial arts world.

The masters of the Chuojiao School and the Fanziquan School were killed, and most of their masters were also wiped out by Chen Zhan, causing the two schools to completely disintegrate.

Those masters with some skill either went elsewhere or became guards or bodyguards for wealthy families.

Or you could apply to be a bodyguard and do risky work.

The life of a镖师 (bodyguard/escort) in this era was extremely risky. With the widespread use of firearms, the possibility of being robbed had greatly increased. If someone shot you from afar, the镖局 (escort agency) would be doomed if it didn't have top-notch experts.

Even trains can be hijacked, let alone convoys.

With the two sects falling, the new and old disciples should, in principle, be taken over by other major sects, and the largest sect in Fengtian is the Gong Family Bagua Sect.

The Gong family, a towering clan in Fengtian, not only refrained from aggressive expansion but also closed its martial arts school and escort agency.

The martial arts world of Fengtian was completely dumbfounded.

With Gong Baotian dead and Gong Ruomei having just killed Ma San, it was the perfect opportunity for her to make a name for herself and restore the prestige of the Gong family.

Retreat bravely from the rapids?

Could it be that Gong Ruomei is also seriously injured and on the verge of death?
The Gong family is truly doomed.

All the resources and wealth we've consumed over the years must be returned. A towering tree may be glorious when it's flourishing, but when it falls, its inhabitants scatter like monkeys.

The various wolf packs will inevitably devour flesh and blood.

More than ten days have passed.

The turmoil continues.

The martial arts tournament is still some time away, and there are not many martial artists coming from inside the Great Wall yet. But there are martial arts schools outside the Great Wall, not just in Fengtian. They used to live under the oppression of Gong Baotian, but now they have the opportunity to make a name for themselves.

Even without any grudge, they wouldn't let the Gong family, this sick cat, off the hook.

As word spread, many martial arts practitioners from across Northeast China flocked to Fengtian.

If they can gain some advantage over the Gong family, they can go back and spread the word, which will immediately boost their reputation, attract disciples, guards, and raise their prices significantly.

So for the past few days, people have been coming to challenge and clamor at the entrance of the Gong family mansion almost every day.

In a way, Chen Zhan deserves some credit. He started the chaos and wreaked havoc in the Gong family mansion, with no one able to stop him. Gong Ruomei even ordered the Gong family disciples to retreat and helped clean up the battlefield.

This gave many people courage.

Gong Ruomei had been recuperating for half a month. She wasn't fully recovered, but she wasn't completely paralyzed either. However, since she hadn't made a move, the Gong family wasn't the only one capable of taking action. Many of the core disciples of the martial arts school had chosen to stay behind, and they were currently facing off at the entrance.

She was in Gong Baotian's study, and through the window, she could see the scene outside the gate. The noise could be heard a hundred meters away.

"Miss, are we just going to let them make a scene?" Jiang Ming sighed.

Now that things have come to this, he realizes that the Gong family, this powerful tree, is doomed to fall.

"Go ahead and make a scene. Your reputation is ruined. It's good to let these disciples who have never seen blood practice their skills."

"By the way, how many apprentices are planning to go south with us?" Gong Ruomei asked.

"Seventeen is a bit few. Most of the apprentices have families to support and are unwilling to go south. After all, they have some skills and can survive in Fengtian."

Jiang Ming was somewhat emotional, but both of them understood that if they weren't forced to, who would be willing to drag their families and leave their hometown to go south?
The situation in Fengtian is not yet at a critical juncture.

Gong Ruomei nodded: "Seventeen is not too few. Have the remaining disciples been paid and dismissed?"

"Everyone dispersed, they were so grateful. You're so kind-hearted. How could a master teach you skills and then give you money?"

"Among the remaining people, who has the highest martial arts skills?" She hadn't been back to Fengtian for a long time and was indeed unfamiliar with the martial arts skills of the Gong family disciples.

“There’s a guy named Sanjiangshui who has already mastered the Ming Jin (manifest strength) technique, but he doesn’t have the true teachings and can’t develop the An Jin (hidden strength) technique.”

"how old are you?"

"twenty."

"Have him come to the backyard tomorrow and teach him real kung fu. The other disciples can watch from the sidelines."

"This master's rules... this isn't right."

Gong Ruomei was silent for a moment before saying, "Three years ago, when we went south, my father said in the Golden Pavilion, 'There are North and South styles of boxing, but no North and South in the country.' But while he understood the difference between North and South, he couldn't understand this little rule in our family."

This rule was left by Dong Haichuan, who only had two apprentices, Yin Fu and Glasses Cheng.

Yin Fu was obedient and served by Dong Haichuan's side throughout his life, only passing on his boxing skills to Gong Baotian and Ding Lianshan.

But the Cheng family of glasses is different. They had already spread their skills decades ago, and even passed on their skills to Sun Lutang, a pillar of the Xingyi school. Their disciples are all over the world, and they even pass on their skills to their peers.

This also offended Dong Haichuan's rules, so he never liked Cheng Tinghua in his old age.

The authentic Bagua brand has always been with Yin Fu.

Gong Baotian dared not break this rule or violate his master's orders and ancestral teachings.

"Our homes are gone, our country is destroyed, let's forget about the rules."

As Gong Ruomei spoke, Sanjiangshui outside the door was kicked in the shoulder and knocked back into the door.

His opponent was a master of spring kicks.

"Hey, is this all the martial arts master from Northeast China has to offer?"

"The Gong family's gossip is nothing special; you clearly haven't inherited the true teachings."

Sanjiangshui was helped up, and after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he said in a Northeastern accent, "Pah, you opportunists! Second Miss is too lazy to bother with you, otherwise you wouldn't have had the chance to be so arrogant."

"Hahaha, what you're saying doesn't make sense. No one in the martial arts world can remain prosperous forever. So why do you say that I'm taking advantage of your Bagua Sect's decline? By that logic, who didn't have a few masters in their family?"

"you"

The disciples, including Sanjiangshui, were so angry that they were speechless.

The other party is right. The martial arts world is a place where strength matters, and talking about past glories is meaningless.

Gong Ruomei opened the door and went out, walking a few steps to the doorway.

Behind the young man opposite were three other people, and judging from their aura, they were all experts.

As soon as Gong Ruomei arrived, the Gong family disciples who had lost the martial arts match lowered their heads and dared not speak. The young man with a single eyebrow on the opposite side took the lead and said, "You must be the current head of the Gong family, Miss Gong the Second?"

Gong Ruomei nodded. In the martial arts world, nicknames are used, so the other party called her Gong Er.

"Linqing Tan Leg? You've come to challenge me. We're about the same age, but I'm the master. I've been a bit too harsh on you. All four of you can come at me together."

After Gong Ruomei finished speaking, she stepped forward and waved her hand behind her, signaling the Gong family disciples to make way for her.

The young man with the unibrow was named He Wang. He brought several junior brothers from afar to make a name for themselves, waiting for Gong Er to appear.

He clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Alright, then I'll have to offend you."

The four men assumed their stances, with He Wang leading the way. He stepped forward with steady, powerful strides, his strength emanating from his feet, and in three quick steps, he reached Gong Er.

Linqing Tan Tui has a long history, and it is said to have been created by Master Kunlun, a famous general of the Later Zhou Dynasty during the Five Dynasties period.

After the Later Zhou dynasty was destroyed by the Song dynasty, Master Kunlun disbanded his army, went into hiding at Longtan Temple in Linqing, changed his name, shaved his head and became a monk. He then combined martial arts and medicine to create Linqing Tan Tui (Linqing Pool Leg).

The "Tan" in "Tan Tui" is not a surname; it refers to the "Tan" in "Longtan Temple

Tan Tui is a leg technique, characterized by its "spring kick that does not go above the knee." So when He Wang attacked, he swept Gong Er's lower body with his leg, and the three people behind him also used kicking, lifting, sweeping, pointing, springing, and stomping techniques.

But none of them reached the knee, and they all used only one leg to attack while the other leg defended.

Gong Ruomei didn't take it too seriously. Linqing Tan's leg technique was not bad, but the four of them were not up to par. They looked fierce, but there was no follow-up change.

She turned around and tucked her heel, wading through the mud with her legs touching, without even using any hidden force, turning around and stomping continuously in place.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three muffled thuds rang out, and apart from He Wang who managed to exchange a kick with her, the other three were sent flying.

The strength at the peak of Dark Force is not even on the same level as the initial stage of Bright Force.

He Wang still has some skill.

But Gong Ruomei didn't want to say more to him. With a single and double palm exchange in Baguazhang, her palm imprinted on his chest, and he flew away.

"Call your master again."

She turned and left, saying as she passed the Three Rivers, "Close the door, come to the backyard, all of you."

Everyone was taken aback, thinking they were about to be reprimanded, and followed him to the backyard with long faces.

Who knew that Gong Ruomei's first words were "surprise."

"Those who want to learn Bagua, stand over here; those who want to learn Xingyi, stand over there."

(End of this chapter)