Martial Arts: Starting with Bajiquan, I will prove my divine power through the ultimate path!

The firelight flickered.

Long, narrow shadows stretched across the deep alley.

Shi Wen left Ghost Alley expressionlessly, and only quickened his pace when there was no one left behind him.

"Hmph... indeed, one should not underestimate the people of this world. If an unknown bandit leader like Zhang Sheng is this fierce, then the famous figures in Black Cloud County are certainly not someone I can contend with!"

"If I hadn't mastered the basic skills of Bajiquan at a junior level and often sparred with Senior Brother Li, I'm afraid I would have really been defeated here today."

"It's a pity my last kick didn't land on Zhang Sheng, otherwise I would have definitely injured him. Looks like I need to hurry up and practice tomorrow, and master the Iron Whip Kick as soon as possible!"

"If I had mastered the Iron Whip Kick, Zhang Sheng definitely wouldn't have been able to dodge that kick just now!!"

Shi Wen quickened his pace and disappeared into the darkness.

Ignoring the tearing pain from the cuts on his skin, he grabbed the jerky and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wait until there's a dark, deserted corner.

He ripped off the clothes that were hanging on his body like strips of cloth, revealing his scarred back!

Zhang Sheng's Eagle Claw Kung Fu was extremely cunning and ruthless. If it weren't for his exceptionally advanced Bajiquan foundation, he probably would have met his end here.

It wasn't that he didn't want to kill Zhang Sheng just now.

Instead, when he unleashed the lightning strike, all his blood and energy rushed into that leg, making it difficult to replenish his blood and energy in a short time. In addition, he was injured, which is why he did not act rashly.

Fortunately, Zhang Sheng did not see through his bluff.

He really didn't dare to think about what might happen next.

Shi Wen thought Zhang Sheng was powerful, but he didn't know that he, who had only been in the early stage of Blood Tempering for two days, had broken several bones in Zhang Sheng, who was almost in the late stage of Blood Tempering!

During the rapid departure period.

Shi Wen was also counting the silver notes; there weren't many, and there were still many small denominations.

It adds up to about thirty taels, but that's enough for him to buy exotic beast meat to maintain his bodily functions for a while.

"Otherwise, we should find an opportunity to get rid of Zhang Sheng; keeping him alive might be a problem..."

In the darkness, the pale moonlight shone on Shi Wen's angular face. His gaze was very calm, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

If Zhang Sheng knew this, I wonder how he would feel!

During this time, Shi Wen wandered around Taiping Lane several times.

I just got home to rest.

The next day, Shi Wen got up and suddenly remembered that his senior sister Li Qianqian was going to take him on a blind date.

With a soft sigh, Shi Wen headed to the boxing academy.

He resisted the urge to practice his boxing and sat under the shade of a tree, chewing on strips of meat.

He mentally reviewed some of the moves he used in his fight with Zhang Sheng yesterday, and pondered them silently.

Practicing martial arts doesn't mean you can become invincible by practicing behind closed doors.

Techniques are static, but people are dynamic.

Only by practicing moves frequently and sparring with masters can one become familiar with the moves one will face in various battles.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find anyone to practice his moves with.

As for the injuries on his body...

Perhaps it's because martial artists are different from ordinary people, but the scars on his back have already scabbed over.

after awhile.

As Li Qianqian walked out of the inner courtyard, this beautiful sight instantly attracted the attention of the vigorous young men in the outer courtyard.

Wherever her beautiful figure passed, a faint fragrance of osmanthus seemed to linger.

Its fragrance is so enticing that it's unforgettable.

However, everyone present was stunned when they saw Senior Sister Li from the inner courtyard go and chat with Shi Wen, who was slacking off under the shade of a tree.

After the two left.

The murmurs in the outer courtyard grew louder.

The young men, full of vigor and vitality, were filled with envy and jealousy.

We're all outer court disciples, so why did you get into the car of that pretty inner court senior sister?

You just have a good-looking face!

Being handsome is no skill at all; it doesn't prevent you from developing your inner strength and vitality within two months, and then slinking away in disgrace!

The carriage was simply decorated, but the air was filled with the unique fragrance of a young girl.

Li Qianqian sat calmly and dignifiedly in her seat, her gaze fixed on the book in her hand. When she was silent, she was serene and elegant. Meanwhile, Shi Wen was thinking in his mind how he would win against Zhang Sheng if he could go back to last night's battle.

The carriage swayed, and the two people inside had different inner worlds.

Until the noisy and bustling sounds filled my ears.

Shi Wen, who was recalling his deductions, was startled awake. He looked out the window and saw a towering and sturdy inner city. After passing through the city walls, the bustling and magnificent street scene made his pupils shrink slightly.

Sure enough, no matter which world you go to, it's still the same: the rich feast while the poor freeze to death on the streets!

Only by becoming stronger, only by practicing martial arts, can one gain a foothold in this chaotic world!

"After some time, I'll go check out the Red Lantern Gang. If they're not strong, I'll wipe them out. Maybe I can even collect some money to lay the foundation for my future martial arts training."

Shi Wen leaned against the wooden planks of the carriage, pondering the next steps.

At the same time, I was wondering how long this trip would last.

His morning practice time was wasted, and he felt inexplicably anxious, thinking only of practicing to calm his unease.

We arrived at a lavishly decorated restaurant.

Shi Wen remained silent and followed Li Qianqian up the grand restaurant to a private room.

The private room was prepared with exquisite pastries and some seasonal fruits.

A strong woman was sitting in a seat waiting.

When she saw Li Qianqian come in, she hurriedly and warmly invited Li Qianqian to sit down, asking about her well-being and pulling out a chair to pour tea, but she ignored Shi Wen who was standing to the side.

Shi Wen silently took his seat.

Before long, all the dishes were served—a total of eighteen dishes, all of them large portions and hearty dishes, with not a single vegetarian dish.

Everyone present was a martial artist, and they ate without any hesitation or awkwardness.

Qiu Tongdan held a leg of lamb in her left hand and a steak in her right, chewing heartily.

Li Qianqian looked slender, but she ate like a glutton, her chopsticks flying as she picked up food, and in no time several plates were empty.

Shi Wen was also engrossed in eating.

Martial artists are like big eaters; they need to be well-fed to have the strength to maintain their bodily functions.

During this period of time, only today did he have a decent meal.

When Li Qianqian had eaten her fill, she put down her chopsticks.

The two also chatted from time to time about some recent secrets about Heiyun County that were unknown to outsiders, but they spoke very quietly when they got to the important points.

Shi Wen didn't say a word, just kept his head down and ate his meal in silence.

The two chatted for a while longer, then Li Qianqian suddenly said, "Xiao Ni, this is the junior brother from the outer courtyard, his name is Shi Wen. What do you think of him?"

Li Qianqian got straight to the point, which noticeably made the atmosphere more somber.

Qiu Tongdan pretended not to hear.

When Li Qianqian asked again, her expression turned sour. She said, "Qianqian, I'm not feeling well. How about we call it a day? We can get together another time."

Li Qianqian sighed softly and nodded.

Seeing that Li Qianqian was not in a good mood, Qiu Tongdan quickly said, "Qianqian, I know you want to find some resources for this poor... kid to cultivate. How about this? I'll look around in the family business these next few days to see if there's a suitable position for him. I'll give him five times the pay. What do you think?"

"good...."

Li Qianqian shook her head gently, feeling only regret.

She felt that Shi Wen was gentle and honest, which was quite suitable for the fiery Qiu Tongdan.

The Qiu family has strong connections in the county government, enabling them to provide Shi Shidi with abundant resources for cultivation and pave the way for his future.

Unfortunately, Qiu Tongdan didn't take a liking to Shi Shidi.

The two chatted for a while longer before finding an excuse to leave.

During the entire time, aside from exchanging pleasantries, Shi Wen did not say anything proactively or try to please anyone.

As for the so-called temporary posting opportunity...

He didn't take it to heart.

Even if the other party were just being polite out of respect for Senior Sister Li, he wouldn't believe it even if they made a promise on the spot.

Only things that you can make your own decisions are truly countable.

He sat back in the carriage.

Shi Wen continued to review his fight with Zhang Sheng the previous night, and recalled the moves of "Iron Whip Leg".

What came to mind last time?

If one can integrate and refine the basic skills of Bajiquan and the Iron Whip Kick to form one's own new fighting style.

His strength might be even greater.

"Junior Brother Li, I'm sorry about what happened today."

Suddenly, Li Qianqian spoke up, saying apologetically, "The woman just now was named Qiu Tongdan. She comes from a wealthy family, so I wanted to facilitate..."

"It's alright, Senior Sister Li."

Shi Wen interrupted her, "These days I only want to practice my skills and hone my body, and I don't have the mind to focus on this for the time being. Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister."

To be honest, he wasn't really that upset.

I just feel that it was a waste of his training time.

It was already noon when we got back to the boxing academy.

After having lunch, Shi Wen took advantage of the fact that no one was around and practiced his basic skills in a corner.

They practiced until the afternoon.

Aside from symbolically drinking a bowl of medicinal soup, he remained immersed in his own world and began to try incorporating iron whip leg techniques into his basic skills.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't yet mastered the Iron Whip Kick technique to a high level, and his understanding of it wasn't deep enough.

The integration was somewhat awkward.

When the gongs and drums sounded, the outer disciples left school one after another.

After Shi Wen finished practicing the last set of basic skills, he went to pack up his equipment while keeping an eye on the Extreme Seal.

【Extreme Seal】

[Bajiquan Basic Skills for Beginners: Minor Success (22/100), Characteristic: Penetrating Power]

[Iron Whip Leg: Introduction (17/30)]

"It's a pity I wasted a whole morning, otherwise I might have been able to practice my basic skills to the point of being close to 30."

"I'm really looking forward to seeing what kind of changes Da Cheng's foundational skills will bring me."

Shi Wen took a deep breath.

He turned and walked towards the door.

I quickened my pace and headed toward Zhuque Street in the north of the city.

He went to the blacksmith's shop to observe the progress of the iron stake, then sat outside the shop entrance waiting for the enthusiastic crowd to arrive.

who knows.

Waiting on the left, waiting on the right.

Neither the mysterious Taoist priest nor the procession was seen.

Following his memory from yesterday, Shi Wen walked through the streets and alleys, his gaze settling on a house with its door open. He went over and asked, "Old man, do you know when the meat distribution line from yesterday will be coming today?"

Shi Wen glanced around and saw an elderly man with mobility issues lying in a rocking chair in the simple, cramped tile-roofed house, his hair gray.

"Perhaps they went to Minggong Street to sell meat."

The old man looked at Shi Wen, "Young man, do you also believe that the Supreme Holy Mother can bring good fortune?"

"Perhaps."

Shi Wen nodded, and the old man said again, "Young man, could you please bring me that statue of the Fairy Mother? I'd like to wipe the dust off it."

"it is good."

Shi Wen picked up the wooden carving that was enshrined on the small table in the corner.

This wood carving is very simple, about the size of a palm. The outline of the carving can be barely made out to resemble an elderly woman. She is sitting cross-legged with her hands clasped together. Her body has many rough pits and bumps, as well as some protruding splinters. It is unclear whether this is due to the craftsmanship or some other reason.

Strangely, the eyes were covered with a red cloth.

Just as Shi Wen picked up the wood carving, something unexpected happened...