Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

Wang Xingyu said, "He may be spared the death penalty, but he cannot escape punishment. The true energy I left in his body will last for a month at most. The pain will increase day by day for the first ten days, then decrease day by day for the next twenty days, and he will return to normal after a month. This can be considered as punishment for his evil deeds in Haijiang City."

Zhu Yanjiang frowned and said, "Mr. Wang, this punishment is too harsh."

Wang Xingyu raised an eyebrow and said, "Is it heavy? If I didn't have a good temper, I would have thrown him into the Haijiang River to feed the fish for the fact that he made my wife drink with him."

Indeed, Wang Xingyu's words were perfectly correct, and Zhu Yanjiang could not refute them.

He took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Wang, we are martial artists. I, Zhu Yanjiang, presume to know your abilities and would like to learn a few moves from you. If I am fortunate enough to win, I would like to ask you to heal Zheng Guangyuan and spare him some suffering. What do you say?"

Wang Xingyu said with a playful tone, "If I lose, I'll have to treat his illness. But what if I win?"

Zhu Yanjiang said, "You can tell me your rules."

Wang Xingyu said calmly, "I am very interested in Xingyi Quan."

Zhu Yanjiang was surprised that Wang Xingyu, a master who was very likely at the Innate Realm, would take a liking to his Xingyi Quan.

Little did he know that besides his Taoist magic, which was far more powerful than kung fu, Wang Xingyu only knew the Samsara Fist, which came with the Causal Pearl.

We live in the age of internet technology, and there are cameras everywhere.

Wang Xingyu cannot use Taoist magic in public. In reality, the Reincarnation Fist is just a set of health-preserving fist techniques to hone the body. The reason it has such great power is mainly because Wang Xingyu's magical power is strong enough. In terms of destructive power, it is far inferior to internal martial arts such as Xingyi Fist and Taiji Fist.

In my memory, there were quite a few martial arts schools in Fengyuexing, but unfortunately, Taoist Qingye didn't care about these worldly skills at all, let alone learn them.

The three major internal martial arts are Xingyi, Taiji, and Bagua, with Xingyi having the most schools and practitioners. Therefore, Wang Xingyu focused his attention on Zhu Yanjiang.

Zhu Yanjiang thought for a moment and said, "Okay. You won, so I'll give you the Xingyi Quan manual, but you can't teach it to anyone else."

Wang Xingyu smiled and said, "No problem."

Zhu Yanjiang said, "We can't work properly here, let's go outside."

"No."

Wang Xingyu stood up, held up three fingers, and said, "If you can withstand three of my moves, you win."

Zhu Yanjiang felt insulted, his face darkened, and he said, "Mr. Wang, you are far too arrogant."

Wang Xingyu smiled and said, "In terms of kung fu, I should be invincible. Master Zhu, get ready, I'm about to make my move."

Zhu Yanjiang took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and calming his emotions before assuming the Three-Body Stance. He stared intently at Wang Xingyu and said, "First move."

"Whoosh"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Xingyu moved in a flash, appearing in front of Zhu Yanjiang and pointing a finger at his brow.

Because of his high speed, he left many afterimages behind him.

So fast!

Zhu Yanjiang's expression changed drastically. He quickly took a step back and, based on his instincts, threw a punch, using what was clearly a half-step Bengquan (崩拳) from Xingyiquan (形意拳).

The punch was powerful and fierce, making the air explode with a loud bang.

Yes, it was just a loud bang in the air, because his fist didn't even touch Wang Xingyu's fingers.

There was nothing he could do; Wang Xingyu was too fast, faster than his retina could detect.

As he threw a punch, Wang Xingyu had already darted past him.

Zhu Yanjiang stood there, motionless.

Wang Xingyu returned to his original spot as if by magic, and, imitating the martial arts figures in movies, clasped his hands in a fist salute: "You flatter me."

It turned out that just a moment ago, Wang Xingyu's finger had touched Zhu Yanjiang's forehead, but he hadn't hurt him.

Zhu Yanjiang touched his forehead, stared at Wang Xingyu in disbelief, and asked, "What exactly is your cultivation level?"

Wang Xingyu shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

He only knew that his Taoist cultivation was at the Nascent Soul stage, but he really didn't know anything about his martial arts cultivation.

Zhu Yanjiang's face showed a bitter expression. He said, "I started practicing martial arts when I was eight years old. I have been practicing for more than fifty years. I never thought that I couldn't even catch a single finger from you. It's true that new talents emerge in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years."

"Mr. Wang, I have lost, and I accept it wholeheartedly. Yan Ge, please leave behind our school's Xingyi Quan manual."

Wang Yan frowned and said, "Master, this is a closely guarded secret of our sect."

Zhu Yanjiang said, "A bet is a bet. Besides, with Mr. Wang's martial arts skills, whether he practices our Xingyi School's kung fu or not will have no impact on him at all."

Having no other option, Wang Yange took out his phone and said, "Mr. Wang, do you have a printer? I'll print out the boxing manual."

Wang Xingyu asked in surprise, "The boxing manual is on your phone?"

Wang Yan nodded and said, "Yes."

Wang Xingyu chuckled and said, "Indeed, it's the internet age. You guys are quite up-to-date. Mr. Wang, you can just let me take a look at the boxing manual; there's no need to print it out."

Wang Yange was taken aback and said, "Only one look? Are you sure?"

Wang Xingyu, of course, wouldn't tell him that he had a photographic memory, and said, "I'm sure."

"it is good."

Wang Yan agreed, found the boxing manual in the document, and handed it to Wang Xingyu.

Wang Xingyu looked at it for about ten minutes, and after confirming that he had completely memorized the contents, he returned it to Wang Yange.

"Um..."

Just then, the true energy in Zheng Guangyuan's lower abdomen flared up again, causing him to turn as white as paper and bead on his forehead with cold sweat.

However, with Wang Xingyu, an outsider, present, Zheng Guangyuan endured the pain and did not lie on the ground groaning.

Wang Xingyu walked up to him, stretched out his finger, and pointed it twice in the air.

The two chaotic magical energies within Zheng Guangyuan's body quickly subsided and returned to his dantian.

"call..."

Zheng Guangyuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you."

Wang Xingyu said, "Now that I've read the Xingyi Quan manual, I suppose I have some connection with your Xingyi school. Zheng Guangyuan, I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself. I wonder if you'd like it?"

Zheng Guangyuan asked, "What opportunity?"

Wang Xingyu said in a deep voice, "Go to the western mountainous area and build ten Hope Primary Schools. After they are built, I can help you cure your hidden illness."

Zheng Guangyuan was visibly shaken and exclaimed excitedly, "You can cure my hidden ailment?"

Zhu Yanjiang also looked straight at Wang Xingyu with anticipation.

Zheng Guangyuan's father died for him, and Zheng Guangyuan was captured by the enemy when he was a child and soaked in ice water for three days, making it impossible for him to continue the Zheng family line. This has always been a source of deep sorrow for Zhu Yanjiang.

If Wang Xingyu can cure Zheng Guangyuan, Zhu Yanjiang will set up not just ten Hope Primary Schools, but even a hundred.

Wang Xingyu said, "Your hidden ailment is caused by cold and dampness, and it cannot be cured by any hospital. Only by using pure Yang energy to unblock the key acupoints of your Ren meridian can your problem be cured."

Zheng Guangyuan was overjoyed and said without hesitation, "I'm willing to go."