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"You ignorant brat, daring to oppose me, Qin Gen, you're asking for death!"

Qin Gen trembled with rage and growled through gritted teeth.

He has been entrenched in Micangdu for so many years, and everyone who sees him treats him with utmost respect.

A lowly laborer is so ungrateful; he's gone too far!

"Sir, please have some tea to calm down."

The woman had returned to the lobby at some point and carefully handed Qin Gen a cup of cool tea.

"I'll drink your mother's!"

Qin Gen picked up the teacup and smashed it to pieces, then roared, "Go and fetch Liu Laizi right now!"

The woman turned pale with fright and hurriedly ran out of the lobby.

A moment later, he walked in with a lean man with shifty eyes.

"Mr. Qin, you wanted to see me?"

Liu Laizi bowed and asked with a fawning expression.

"Go find Chen Kui and tell him I need to take care of someone!"

Qin Gen's face darkened, and he lowered his voice.

Chen Qing was able to defeat Zhang Mazi, a half-baked martial arts master, so his skills must be quite impressive.

The few thugs under his command were no match for him.

To deal with Chen Qing, we need to find a real martial arts master to take action.

Chen Kui was a martial arts master who had entered the field.

He collaborated with Qin Gen many times and eliminated many of his enemies.

He doesn't charge much and keeps his mouth shut, so he's a good candidate.

"Master Qin, I heard from Chen Bao that his brother seems to have gone into the mountains to hunt demons recently and won't be back until the end of the month."

Liu Laizi said cautiously.

"This is the worst time of all!"

Qin Gen's face darkened, and he cursed under his breath.

Although he was furious, he was helpless and could only let out a heavy snort.

"That little brat's lucky; let him live a few more days!"

......

"Ah Qing, we've really offended Master Qin this time. Our days at the docks won't be easy from now on."

On the way back, Zhou Tao said with a worried look on his face.

"What's there to be afraid of offending Qin Gen? It's not like we're offending the Yihe Gang. We'll follow the rules, what can he do to us?"

At worst, they'll try something underhanded with me; I'll just be careful.

Chen Qing said dismissively.

He didn't want to be Qin Gen's dog, so a conflict was inevitable and unavoidable.

If it weren't for the Yihe Gang behind Qin Gen, he would have made a move right there in the courtyard.

Now that Qin Gen harbors resentment, he may not dare to do anything openly, but he will definitely try to harm him in secret.

He wasn't worried about it at all.

If you encounter a problem that you can't solve, you can simply hide in the meditation room.

This is also his biggest source of confidence in going head-to-head with Qin Gen.

However, Qin Gen's continued existence is ultimately a hidden danger, so he must be completely eliminated from this world.

"We need to find a chance to secretly get rid of Qin Gen."

A murderous glint flashed in Chen Qing's eyes; he had already made his plans.

Back in his shack, Chen Qing continued experimenting with his critical strike talent. When he was exhausted, he ate some dried meat he had made earlier and practiced a few sets of Baduanjin exercises.

Once his strength was restored, he continued experimenting with his talent.

As time went on, he became more and more adept at controlling his critical strike talent, and was able to control the power of his bursts at will.

Even if a group fight occurs in the future, they will be able to continue fighting.

......

The next morning, Chen Qing arrived at the dock early.

Once Changji's large sailboat docked, he went all out, quickly unloading 30 bags of rice and collecting his wages from the foreman ahead of time.

Although the foreman was one of Qin Gen's men, he didn't dare to cause trouble for Chen Qing.

After all, this young master in front of him was a ruthless man who could kick Zhang Mazi to death with one kick. He only earned a little money, so there was no need for him to risk his life for Qin Gen.

After receiving his wages, Chen Qing left the dock and headed towards the county town.

Upon arriving in the south of the city, after asking around, they quickly found No. 18 Baoshan Street.

Chen Qing stood in front of the vermilion gate and heard loud shouts coming from inside.

He looked up and saw the four large characters "Wujiquan Society" written on the plaque above the door.

He stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a short while, the door opened, and a muscular, dark-skinned man with bare chest came into view.

"What do you do?"

The burly man asked coldly.

"Song Zheming introduced me to learn martial arts."

Chen Qing answered somewhat nervously.

"Come in."

The burly man stepped aside, and after Chen Qing entered the courtyard, he closed the gate and said expressionlessly, "Come with me."

Chen Qing followed the big man inside and saw dozens of men and women training under the scorching sun, all of them covered in sweat.

Continuing past these people, you'll see seven boys and one girl neatly lined up under the eaves.

Ahead stood a lean old man dressed in a white jacket, black trousers, and cloth shoes, massaging a chubby boy with his hands.

After pressing a few times, he said indifferently, "Your aptitude is inferior; you are not qualified to become my disciple. Go back."

The chubby boy pouted, burst into tears, and ran outside wiping away his tears.

The old man walked to the next boy, pinched his wrist with his five fingers, and traced his fingers up to his shoulder blade. He then pressed his back and finally uttered four words: "Inferior aptitude."

The boy's expression changed, and he forced back his tears as he turned and left.

At this moment, the burly, dark-skinned man walked up to the old man and said respectfully, "Master, this is someone introduced by Song Zheming to learn martial arts."

"Go stand at the back and wait for your bone-setting."

The old man didn't even look up. After speaking, he walked to the next boy and began to feel his bones.

After examining him, he nodded slightly. "His physical attributes are average; he can stay."

The boy immediately showed an extremely excited expression, walked to the side and looked at the remaining people with a smug look.

The old man continued to examine the bones, and found three inferior bones in a row.

When he touched the fourth one, a glint of light suddenly flashed before his eyes, and a smile finally appeared on his indifferent face.

"Superior physical constitution!"

The old man looked at the boy with satisfaction and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Reporting to Commander Hong, my name is Shen Yifei."

The boy said excitedly.

"You have great talent, keep practicing!"

The old man offered a word of encouragement, then smiled and began massaging the bones of the girl behind him in line.

The results came back quickly: the bone structure was of medium quality, and the patient could be kept.

The girl happily walked to the side and, together with the two boys who had stayed behind, looked at Chen Qing, who was at the back of the line.

The old man approached Chen Qing, pinched several bones in his body, and finally, his smile vanished as he coldly said, "Inferior aptitude."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing felt a pang of disappointment, thinking that he had lost the opportunity to learn martial arts, and took a step to leave.

After taking only a few steps, I heard the old man's indifferent voice coming from behind me.

"You can stay. If you can't grasp the basics after three months, you don't need to come back."

Chen Qing stopped in her tracks, a surge of joy welling up inside her.

As long as he can learn proper techniques, he can gain experience with the help of the training room.

Whether it's three months or five months, he doesn't care at all.

One day, he will have maxed out his experience points.

Even if you can't stay here, you can still become a true martial arts master!