Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 314 Zhao Zhengyi Dares Not Take Over; Artificial Fountain Qin Xiaoyi

Murong Fu said, "What's the difference between using a palm and a knife for a mediocre expert like Qin Daxia?"

Isn't a hand chop a knife?

Long Xiaoyun was completely speechless. He felt that Murong Fu must have a problem with him, and he couldn't argue with him.

Recalling that he had said he was going to Lin Xian'er's room to find another girl, he always felt that Murong Fu had also taken a liking to his wife.

Including Li Xunhuan, there are two more this time...

Unexpectedly, Lin Xian'er was completely unattractive to these two. Long Xiaoyun secretly decided that he had to act quickly!

Tie Chuanjia's fists were fierce and powerful, each punch a desperate move. Although his moves may not have been particularly exquisite, his murderous aura was terrifying.

This is a real killing technique!

Qin Xiaoyi, whose iron will shook all directions, seemed to be forced to the point of being unable to breathe.

Long Xiaoyun wanted Li Xunhuan to persuade Tie Chuanjia again, but at that moment, a man suddenly walked into the hall from outside and roared, "What a treacherous lackey! How dare you defy your superiors! I'll teach you a lesson!"

Amidst the roar, Zhao Zhengyi arrived as fast as lightning.

Just as he was about to pounce on the burly man, he suddenly heard Li Xunhuan coldly say, "Someone wants to gang up on you two against one, so my blade has no choice but to strike!"

Originally, it was Tie Chuanjia and Qin Xiaoyi who were fighting, and Li Xunhuan naturally wouldn't help them.

But at this moment, Zhao Zhengyi wanted to fight two against one, and even verbally insulted Li Xunhuan and Tie Chuanjia.

Not just anyone can insult Li Xunhuan, the Flying Dagger.

Zhao Zhengyi stared at the gleaming throwing knife in Li Xunhuan's hand, his heart pounding and his body immediately halting. He dared not extend a single punch.

The proud tiger suddenly turned into a frightened kitten. If it weren't for Zhao Zhengyi's well-known reputation, he would have been ridiculed by everyone present.

Remembering something, You Longsheng immediately stared at Murong Fu, feeling that he would mock everyone equally.

But to Ping's surprise, Murong Fu did not laugh.

Nonsense. He's been around for years and has seen far too many people like this—arrogant at first, obsequious later, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. It's no longer funny.

When Murong Fu noticed You Longsheng looking at him, he smiled at him instead, which annoyed You Longsheng.

At this moment, although Qin Xiaoyi and Tie Chuanjia heard Zhao Zhengyi's words, they did not stop. Tie Chuanjia did not want to stop, and Qin Xiaoyi dared not stop. If he stopped, he would probably be injured by the opponent's iron fist immediately.

Zhao Zhengyi roared in anger, "Li Xunhuan! The lackey you brought has committed treason! Not only do you not discipline him, but you've also emboldened him. Do you think there's no justice left in the martial world?"

Li Xunhuan said calmly, "What is meant by fairness in the martial world? Does it mean that only when two people fight one is it fair?"

Zhao Zhengyi said sternly, "You need to understand that this isn't a martial arts contest, but rather disciplining your lackeys!"

Li Xunhuan said, "He has never needed anyone to discipline him, but if Master Zhao also wants to spar with him, he might as well replace Master Qin and go up and do it himself."

Zhao Zhengyi cursed inwardly: "Do you even need to tell me? If I could beat him, I would have gone up and taken his place long ago. It's only because I realized I was unlikely to defeat that old man that I thought of a two-on-one fight!"

But by saying this, Li Xunhuan has already put himself in a difficult position.

He either had to exchange with Qin Xiaoyi, or he could only cower in fear.

Zhao Zhengyi glanced at Qin Xiaoyi, who was being constantly suppressed.

The other person seemed to sense something as well, and looked at Zhao Zhengyi with earnest eyes, as if to say:

Old Zhao, keep up the good work! Keep up the good work!

Zhao Zhengyi dared not look any longer, fearing that the other party might actually shout it out.

After much thought, neither going up to take over nor being a tortoise is a good choice; one is physically harmful, and the other is mentally harmful.

He then looked at Murong Fu, who was watching the battle from the side, and thought, "No way, Murong Fu is no good. I've heard from Master Long that Murong Fu and Li Xunhuan are getting along quite well. I probably won't be able to provoke him."

Then he saw You Longsheng standing to the side, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He said in a deep voice, "Heh, Li Xunhuan, don't be so arrogant. Do you think you can run rampant here at Xingyun Manor?"

"Why don't you stop now and teach this wicked servant a lesson? Otherwise, once Young Master You makes his move, this wicked servant will likely be torn to pieces!"

After these few days of contact, Zhao Zhengyi had a good grasp of You Longsheng's personality. He knew that You Longsheng was young and impetuous, liked to be flattered, and was easily provoked, so he said in succession:

"This young master You is the son of the Hidden Dragon Elder, the heir to the Hidden Sword Manor, the disciple of the Snow Eagle of Tianshan, the number one swordsman of the younger generation, and a promising young man who roams the Central Plains..."

"Oh dear, don't even mention it, this room can't hold that many people." Murong Fu rolled his eyes after hearing this and couldn't help but say sarcastically:

"Master Zhao, isn't it just that you're too afraid to go on stage and want Young Master You to take the fall for you?"

I can also flatter you a bit, but do you dare to say anything to that young master Li's servant?

"The universally acclaimed, evil-fighting, incorruptible, hypocritical, and notorious liar Zhao Zhengyi, the hero?"

"You!" Zhao Zhengyi felt a tightness in his chest upon hearing Murong Fu's words.

You Longsheng was also taken aback, but upon hearing Murong Fu's words, he suddenly calmed down.

Because of Murong Fu's intimidation, he had lost the will to fight anyone for the past two days, so he wouldn't impulsively fight someone he had no grudge against today.

But upon careful consideration, Murong Fu's words suddenly became a revelation.

Given his personality, it's quite possible that after being flattered by Zhao Zhengyi, he would obediently become a tool in his hands.

It was clearly a conflict between Qin Xiaoyi and the old man, but after Zhao Zhengyi made some harsh words, he actually sent You Longsheng into battle.

Did they really think of him as a lackey?!

You Longsheng snorted coldly, ignoring Zhao Zhengyi.

Zhao Zhengyi hadn't expected that his quick thinking would backfire so spectacularly. His disgust and fear of Murong Fu deepened even further.

But at that moment, there was a loud bang. The two fists collided, and Qin Xiaoyi was almost thrown away, staggering and falling to the ground.

Blood gushed from his mouth like a free, wild fountain, making a mess of the ground in front of him.

Everyone avoided him like the plague, after all, in this day and age, when people travel around, they usually only have one or two sets of clothes, and it's too difficult to wash off blood.

But Zhao Zhengyi and Long Xiaoyun rushed over to help Qin Xiaoyi up, and Tie Chuanjia shouted sternly:

"Anyone else who wants to teach me a lesson, please step in!"

Although Qin Xiaoyi was seriously injured and fell to the ground, he showed no signs of dejection, and his eyes were full of venomous resentment.

Murong Fu knew at a glance that he recognized Tie Chuanjia.

Sure enough, he whispered a few words in Zhao Zhengyi's ear.

Others couldn't hear, but Murong Fu heard it clearly: "He is Tie Chuanjia! Seventeen years ago, he betrayed Weng Tianjie! The other members of the Eight Righteous Men of the Central Plains are still looking for him!!!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhengyi's eyes widened, and he suddenly stood up, staring intently at the burly man, saying:

"I never expected you, my friend, to possess such exceptional martial arts skills that are rarely seen in the martial world. Even I underestimated you. No wonder Third Master was caught off guard and almost got ambushed by you."

The burly man sneered, "If you lose, it's because you were ambushed; if I lose, it's because I'm not skilled enough. I already understand this perfectly well, so you might as well not say it."

Zhao Zhengyi, having suffered repeated setbacks today, could no longer hold out and angrily said:

"Hey, you surnamed Tie, I'm worried about protecting you because you're a man of principle. Don't you dare be ungrateful."

Tie Chuanjia's expression changed after his identity was exposed, and he proudly declared:

"I'm still alive even without Uncle Zhao's protection, and I'm getting a little tired of living. Uncle Zhao, if you have any tricks up your sleeve, just use them!"

Zhao Zhengyi glared at him, his eyes seemingly blazing with fire, and sneered, "Very well, you're very well!"

He said "very good" five or six times in a row, then helped Qin Xiaoyi up and left.

Long Xiaoyun spoke first, forcing a smile, "Everyone, let's talk this out, why bother..."

L6

Qin Xiaoyi laughed bitterly, looking up at the sky: "My son and I have both perished here, what else is there to say!"

Long Xiaoyun took a step back, lowered his head, and kept wiping away sweat. When he raised his head again, he suddenly heard Murong Fu beside him say calmly:

"Actually, Xinlong Xiaoyun was really stressed. He didn't know what Murong Fu wanted to say, so he just held his breath and concentrated."

Murong Fu smiled meaningfully at him and said:

"Actually—Young Master Qin's illness... is not difficult to treat."

Unfortunately, Mr. Mei's skill level was insufficient.

When Qin Xiaoyi heard Murong Fu mention her son again, she thought of her only son's death and couldn't catch her breath, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Then, looking at Murong Fu with venomous resentment, he said, "Murong Fu, my son is dead, why bring him up again?!"

What are your intentions?!

Murong Fu said, "Your son's death is entirely your fault."

The two great healers present were Mr. Mei and the perfect hero, yet you trusted Mr. Mei and didn't ask me for help.

Now, Mr. Mei's medical skills are insufficient to save your son, which is naturally because your eyesight is poor, causing your son's death.

Now you've first injured Mr. Mei, and now you're criticizing me... Haha, how domineering of you!

Hearing what Murong Fu said, Zhao Zhengyi, who was dissatisfied with Murong Fu, felt the urge to criticize him and said:

"Since you possess what is supposedly the best medical skills in the world, why don't you save Young Master Qin Chong?!"

Could it be that your nickname as a doctor is "unable to save someone in distress"?

"Hmph, Young Master Murong, one should still have a chivalrous heart."

After Zhao Zhengyi finished speaking, the surrounding noise grew louder. After all, in everyone's eyes, as a chivalrous hero and a doctor, he should at least act chivalrously and righteously on the surface. Murong Fu was probably not going to have a good time because he had said something wrong and Zhao Zhengyi had caught him red-handed.

Murong Fu, however, remained calm and said indifferently:

"Hehe, Master Zhao may not know, but there is an old saying: 'A doctor does not knock on doors, a method is not given out without reason, the Way is not easily passed on, and a teacher does not go out of his way.'"

I revealed my name yesterday, and you didn't invite me, so you're trying to blame me?

"After wandering the martial world for so many years, have I really wasted my life?"

After Murong Fu finished speaking, many renowned figures in the martial arts world nodded in agreement. What Murong Fu said was indeed reasonable, especially the principles of not taking a teacher by the roadside and not easily passing on one's teachings, which they had a deep understanding of.

If you want to learn martial arts, you have to serve your master tea, water, do laundry, and cook for him. Only after several years and if you have good aptitude will you have the opportunity to learn the skills.

That's how they came to be, and that's how they've passed it down. Things that are too easy or too eager to be acquired are not valued.

Zhao Zhengyi looked around at the renowned figures in the martial arts world who were clearly acquainted with him, but now some of their voices were not in his favor. Fortunately, most of the voices were still in his favor.

"Heh, if you didn't want to save him, you didn't have to. Now that he's dead, you come out and blame Master Qin!"

"Your family member just died, and you're still gloating like this!"

"Young Master Murong has a cruel heart."

After a smile gradually appeared on Zhao Zhengyi's face, he heard Murong Fu say:

"Actually... even if you came to me, I wouldn't go to save you."

Heh, you know exactly what kind of person you are, Qin Xiaoyi, and you know perfectly well what kind of person you are, Zhao Zhengyi.

The son you raised is probably not much different from a bastard.

It's better to be dead; death brings cleanliness!

"You!" Upon hearing Murong Fu's words, Qin Xiaoyi was overwhelmed by the pain of losing his son and the physical pain, which caused damage to his heart meridian.

He spat out another mouthful of blood and then fainted!

"Doctor! Please get a doctor!"

"Lord Murong! Please show mercy while you can!"

"Oh, isn't Mr. Mei just... sigh, he just got beaten up by that Mr. Qin, it would be strange if he could cure his illness!"

The scene was in chaos, and Murong Fu took the opportunity to rescue Mr. Mei.

Yes, a medical professional, but unfortunately, his skill level is only average.

I'll take it back and adjust it; it might still be usable...