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

"From now on, you are the next leader of Wo Luen Shing."

Shi Wen calmly said, "I will reward you with three hundred taels of silver upon your return, and the gang will fully support you with all the resources needed to embark on your martial arts journey!"

boom!

Zhou Biao's eyes were bloodshot. He suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, "Zhou Biao is willing to die for the Dragon Head!"

Clear distinctions between rewards and punishments are never found in gangs.

People like him have honed their bodies to a near-perfect state, but due to issues such as physical constitution, money, and the pressures of life, it is difficult for them to break through to the Blood Tempering stage.

A person like him, let alone in Heiyun County.

Even if there are at least eighty or a hundred people in Taiping Lane, who will be rewarded for doing their job diligently?

None of those people who live by the sword have any sense of loyalty!

However, he did not expect that the leader, who had never promised any benefits, not only supported him in becoming the second head of the Wo Luen Shing, but also fully supported his resources in entering the martial arts world.

The other men's eyes turned red when they heard this.

That's pure jealousy and hatred!

Zhou Biao was a Red Pole (a high-ranking official in the Communist Party), and so were they. There were quite a few people who were more ruthless and powerful than Zhou Biao, but they never expected that their hesitation would allow Zhou Biao to steal the opportunity to kill the clerk.

But it led the other party onto a broad and prosperous path?

"Is the iron rod ready? Bring it over so I can practice my skills."

Shi Wen controlled the contraction of his muscles and bones to maintain his height of 1.8 meters.

A group of men, holding prepared iron bars, struck Shi Wen's body with all their might as instructed, producing a dull metallic clang!

Despite the combined efforts of several strong men, none of them were able to leave a mark on him.

On the contrary, some people used too much force and cracked their tiger's mouth!

"Sure enough, my proficiency improved very quickly under these circumstances, and it won't be long before I'm able to master the Horizontal Training Technique."

Shi Wen watched as the proficiency level on the Extreme Imprint panel rapidly increased.

Calm down.

All that's left is to wait for Zhang Sheng to bring the news back.

The weather in Heiyun County was unpredictable. The torrential rain that had just started gradually subsided into a light drizzle, with rumbling thunder rolling through the dark clouds.

In a deserted alley.

The sound of metal being struck continued incessantly.

One by one, shirtless men sat on the open ground, panting heavily. Some of them even lay down on the ground to rest because they were exhausted from swinging their sticks.

"Dragon Head, I'm back!"

A figure in a straw raincoat hurried over from afar, panting, "Boss, I've found the address of the Fusheng Society group. There are 53 Taoists in total. Some are in the west of the city, and most are in the abandoned Taoist temple in Xiaolin Mountain outside the city. We need to find out when those hidden border troops arrive."

Shi Wen listened expressionlessly, then gestured for people to stop swinging their sticks.

"I have to go out for a while. As for the brothers who went out tonight, you can decide how to reward them."

He casually put on his rain-soaked shorts.

He got up and walked out of the alley.

Instead of waiting for the other party to come to us.

It would be better to strike first and wipe them all out!

Shi Wen fastened his clothes, and the frost on his body covered his body temperature, which was as hot as an oven.

He took out a live snake meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it, then tied the small bag to his waist. The cold aura he exuded sent chills down the spines of the gang members present.

"Dragon head, umbrella!"

Zhang Sheng quickly snatched the umbrella from one of the gang members and handed it to Shi Wen.

"What do you need an umbrella for?"

Shi Wen glanced at Zhang Sheng, then snatched the willow-leaf knife from his waist. "Lend me your knife."

Tread~

He trudged along the muddy road, his figure disappearing into the dark, rainy alley.

The night rain fell, and the thick darkness swallowed all outlines.

The rain pattered on the leaves, and the roars of wild animals could be heard from time to time in the quiet mountain forest.

Located on the mountainside.

The long-neglected Taoist temple is faintly visible.

The missing corner of the eaves resembles a wounded beast curled up in the mountainside, and large patches of plaster on the courtyard wall have long since peeled off under the erosion of time.

The tightly closed gates of the temple exuded an indescribable chill.

A figure carrying a knife walked out from the muddy, grassy mountain path. He knocked on the temple door, and the previous sounds inside vanished without a trace.

After a moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest came to open the door.

He looked at the familiar-looking boy and said calmly, "What are you doing here so late? Who sent you?"

As the Taoist priest spoke, he kept glancing around, as if trying to glean some information from the lookouts.

"I've come to borrow something from you Taoist priests."

Shi Wen brandished his nicked knife, revealing a set of white teeth, and said with a grin, "Stop looking, all the sentries are dead, and everyone in the city is dead!"

The Taoist priest was taken aback.

Before he could even react, a flash of light magnified infinitely in his eyes.

puff!

The head rolled several meters away, and blood gushed from the severed neck, staining the gate and the boy's face red.

Shi Wen wiped the blood from his face, kicked open the door, and walked inside expressionlessly.

In the courtyard opposite the main gate.

A group of Taoist priests stared at him with sinister eyes. One of the younger priests pointed at Shi Wen and said, "We saw him at the camp at dusk; he said he was leaving!"

"Take this kid down first!"

The Taoist priest, with his narrow eyes, gave the order with a cold gaze.

A dozen or so Taoists stepped into the rain and strode toward Shi Wen. With each step they took, their bodies gradually expanded. By the time they surrounded Shi Wen, each of them was over two meters tall, with layers of blood membrane lines appearing on their skin. The thick primordial blood made the air even hotter!

"Hey kid, what's the situation at the camp?!"

The man glared at him and snapped, "He lost track of you because he was following you, didn't he?"

"Who is in charge of the operations?"

Shi Wen shook the water off his willow-leaf scalpel and chuckled, "Isn't that the guy who boasts about having some kind of unparalleled physical constitution and steel-like ribs?"

"That guy's got some issues. When we were fighting, he kept bragging about how powerful and awesome he was, saying how strong his dozens of layers of blood membrane were. And do you know what happened to him?"

"Hehehehehe, I snapped his neck, ripped his head off, and then smashed it with an elbow. I even shattered his body. All that steel plate ribs are useless after death. Did he really think his blood membrane could stop everything? Then I poured on some dissolving fluid... hehe, it actually dissolved!"

"I thought the steel ribs were something special, but I didn't expect they couldn't even withstand the corpse-dissolving liquid. Isn't that ridiculous?"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

"Damn it, you're asking for it!"

With bloodshot eyes, the business ventures flew towards Shiwen like cannonballs.

Before the person even arrived, the arm, which had swelled to more than twice its normal size, turned a dark brown color, and a poisonous wind containing a deadly, bone-corroding force emanated from the hard, black palm.

The poisonous palm slammed viciously into Shi Wen's chest, the two striking each other with a metallic clang. The hard and fierce black palm tore open Shi Wen's clothes, but left no mark on his chest.

Ying Sheng looked bewildered.

As he looked down at Shi Wen, Shi Wen's indifferent face also lifted up, meeting his gaze with a chilling smile. "Having fun, huh? Now it's my turn!"

He felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively fled.

boom!!!

With a single punch, Ying Sheng's chest was pierced through on the spot!