Under One Person: In the Lü Family, Liver Becomes Supreme

Just as they were waiting, Yang Cheng, his body wrapped in bandages, staggered over with the help of a doctor. He solemnly bowed to Lü Xin with sincere eyes.

"I am very grateful to my friend from the Lü family. Although you said that all I needed to do was kill more invaders, if the country is really invaded, killing the invaders would be my duty and would not be enough to repay this life-saving favor."

"My master often tells me that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of gratitude, so I have remembered this kindness. If you ever need my help in the future, just ask. As long as it does not violate morality, I will do my best."

Looking at the earnest young man with a buzz cut in front of him, Lü Xin couldn't help but smile, feeling a pang of emotion. In this day and age, there weren't many people like him who were honest and grateful. He scratched his head and came up with a compromise.

"How about this, if you ever encounter anyone from my Lü family in trouble in the future, Brother Yang, just lend a hand once. That will repay the favor I did this time, how about it?"

The world is so big, and the two of them don't know when they will meet again after parting ways.

It's a good thing, a chance to make a good connection. If any members of the Lü family ever encounter difficulties in the future, it will be a good thing.

Yang Cheng had no objection to this and nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'll remember this."

She then left without lingering, supported by the doctor.

A moment later, Lü Xin reached out and took the horse that Lü Hong had sent to bring, and mounted it.

"Uncle Hong, the matter has been resolved. I need to go to Sanyi. Just let the family know. Don't worry about me."

Although there is yin-yang paper, that paper is quite precious, and there is no need to use it for such a trivial matter.

Lu Hong nodded respectfully, "Yes, young master, please take care."

After arranging everything, Lü Xin did not linger there and rode away on horseback.

Just a few kilometers outside the city, in a desolate wilderness, Lü Xin stopped his horse, turned around and looked back, speaking loudly.

"Who is it, and is there something you need?"

As soon as he stepped out of the city gate, he sensed that someone was following him. He initially thought it was revenge from the man in the white suit, but then he realized that it wasn't.

Firstly, because only one person came along, and secondly, because the person who came didn't seem to be very strong.

A figure was seen rapidly approaching from afar, and when it got closer, it turned out to be an elderly man panting heavily.

"Why are you running so fast, you little brat? You're exhausting this old man."

After taking a closer look at the old man, well, judging from his appearance, he should be a martial arts expert.

But the key issue is that I don't seem to recognize them.

"Sir, you must have mistaken me for someone else. We don't think we've met before."

The old man raised his head, carefully examined Lü Xin on horseback, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Good, not bad, a handsome young man, just right to learn my secret martial arts. Young man, I see you have extraordinary talent, a rare genius. Moreover, you have shone brightly on the stage. I am getting old and cannot bear to see my family's martial arts be lost. It just so happens that I have met you."

"I watched you fight in the arena. Indeed, you have a strong physique, but you don't have any martial arts skills. My martial art is perfect for you. I originally planned to come find you after the fight, but why did you run so fast? This old man almost couldn't catch up."

Before the astonished Lü Xin could speak, the old man continued, "You don't need to worry about that. I won't force you to call me master, and I'm not qualified anyway. All three of my disciples are dead, and I have no interest in taking on any more disciples. This action is simply because I can't bear to see my family's martial arts go to waste."

Listening to the old man's words, Lü Xin finally understood what was going on and felt a little happier.

"Oh, it seems I'm still quite popular, to encounter something like this. But this old gentleman's assessment is quite accurate; he relies solely on pure strength and speed in his fighting, lacking in martial arts techniques."

Lu Xin dismounted, his expression respectful, and bowed respectfully: "Since you say so, senior, then this junior will not refuse. I am just curious to ask, sir, what type of martial art is this?"

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately straightened his back and became more energetic.

"My martial art was inherited from my ancestor Wang Yaoxian. He created it by observing the two ferocious beasts, the bear and the leopard, and named it the Bear-Leopard Fist. It mobilizes the power of the whole body to unleash the strongest strike."

"Cough cough."

Upon hearing this, the usually solemn Lü Xin almost couldn't hold back his laughter. His lips twitched, and he quickly coughed twice to cover it up.

No, sir, you're kidding me, right? Bear and Leopard Fist? What kind of name is that?

Seeing the old man's gaze fall upon him, Lü Xin quickly changed his expression and nodded solemnly.

"Bear and Leopard Fist, bear and leopard, simple and clear, unpretentious, a good name, a good name, I have learned a lot."

The old man gave a soft hum, shook his head, and didn't say anything more. He simply got into a fighting stance and focused his energy in his dantian.

"Kid, watch closely. The essence of the Bear and Leopard Fist lies in imitating the strength of a bear and the speed of a leopard, while simultaneously mobilizing all 206 bones in the body to deliver the most ferocious blow."

The moment he finished speaking, the old man was enveloped in steaming heat, his bones creaking softly. He moved as if a bear were crouching in the deep mountains, his shoulders sinking and elbows dropping, his energy flowing into his dantian. His muscles and bones were like the roots of an old pine tree. He first used his profound internal strength to build up his momentum, and the earth seemed to tremble slightly with each step he took.

Instantly, his body shifted like a cheetah pouncing, his waist and hips twisted violently, his spine cascading through him, and his power originating from his feet, emanating from his waist, and surging forth from his fists.

He was like an arrow released from a bow, a beast unleashed from its cage, his fists whistling through the air with a sharp sound, creating a whistling shockwave.

boom!!!

The air surged, the grass and trees swayed, and the wind blew up Lü Xin's black hair.

Seeing this scene before him, Lü Xin couldn't help but open his mouth.

Holy crap, I've struck gold! This martial arts skill seems pretty good.

Seeing Lü Xin's expression, the old man nodded in satisfaction, then took out a book from his pocket and casually tossed it over.

"This contains the methods and techniques of the Bear and Leopard Fist for tempering the body. Your body is already set and you can no longer use them. However, you can practice the martial arts techniques of the Bear and Leopard Fist, since you have the physical strength to use them without any problem."

"If you have the opportunity in the future, please help me pass on this martial art to other talented people so that it will not be lost. The Lü family is one of the four families. Your ancestors did a very good job and have a good reputation. I have high hopes for you, so I trust you."

Lu Xin solemnly put away the book that recorded the old man's hard work, and bowed respectfully.

"I will never forget your kindness in bestowing this skill upon me, and I will never allow this martial art to die out."

This martial art is indeed very suitable for me, so this bow is a way of accepting this favor.

After the matter was over, the old man turned to leave, but then seemed to remember something and spoke again.

"Young man, you must remember this. This is the Wang-style Bear and Leopard Fist, created by my ancestor Wang Yaoxian. Make sure that future practitioners never forget it."

Lu Xin touched the secret manual lying on his chest, his tone full of determination.

"This junior will remember it; this is the Bear and Leopard Fist of the Wang Yaoxian School."

Upon hearing this, the old man felt completely relieved, waved his hand, and left the place.

This transmission of skills was not only to leave a way out for the family's martial arts, but also because I saw Lü Xin's performance on the stage, and this kid suited my temperament.