All Heavens: Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts Starting from the Republic of China

In the eyes of a ruthless killer like Zhou Xie, there are no "innocent people" or "passersby".

Since we're already here, let's just die!

Anyway, since he embarked on the path of martial arts, he has killed at least a thousand people.

In Zhou Xie's eyes, killing someone is as easy as killing a chicken! He doesn't have the time to distinguish between good and bad people.

When you eat chicken, do you care whether the chicken is fierce or docile?

Fu Ze sighed.

"So, your statement means there's no room for negotiation?"

Zhou Xie grinned maliciously.

"talk?"

"I never talk to dead people."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly moved!

The speed of a master of transforming internal energy is already extremely fast, and this is further enhanced by the fact that it is Baguazhang, a style known for its agile movements.

He slid forward, his figure moving like a ghost, instantly covering several meters, and struck Fu Ze's crown with a palm!

The palm strike was fierce, accompanied by a whistling sound as it cut through the air. It felt like a huge iron plate crashing down on us!

Fu Ze's pupils suddenly contracted.

But he was prepared.

As the body's Qi and blood flowed, muscle power exploded instantly. Ten toes gripped the ground tightly, calf muscles tensed like bowstrings, waist and hips twisted, and the whole person shot backward like a fully drawn crossbow!

"Whoosh!"

Zhou Xie's palm strike almost grazed Fu Ze's nose, the force of which stung his cheek.

Fu Ze dodged the palm strike, but his heart was already racing, and his eyes were fixed on Zhou Xie.

"The neutralizing power technique of Baguazhang is truly impressive!"

Mr. Liao and Li Junfeng, who were standing nearby, were all stunned.

Oh, wait, what's going on?

Zhou Xie, weren't you here to hunt me down? How come you're fighting with some "passerby" without a second thought?

Are you a mad dog? You bite anyone you see!

Fu Ze was actually quite speechless.

He never expected that the guy who came to hunt down this mysterious nobleman "Mr. Liao" would be so unreasonable. First, he treated him and Yu Mingzi like they were just random people on the street, killing them without warning.

They've barely said a few words before they're about to beat someone to death.

It's clear that this person is used to being domineering, and killing is as easy for him as eating or drinking.

Based on this point alone, Fu Ze felt that... even if he were a living person, he could still be classified as a [yin evil demon], right? He wondered if the [All Heavens Decree] would give him Heavenly Dao points if he won.

When Zhou Xie saw that Fu Ze had actually dodged his palm strike, he was first slightly taken aback, and then revealed a playful smile.

"That's interesting."

"So young, yet he's already reached the level of internal strength and managed to dodge my sudden palm strike."

"No wonder he dared to step forward and play the hero."

???

Fu Ze was speechless.

Am I here to play the hero?

At first, I wanted to leave! I wanted to escape this place of trouble!

【You're the one who said you were coming all this way, and now you're determined to kill me?!】

"but……"

Zhou Xie shook his head.

"Hidden strength is just hidden strength; there's an insurmountable chasm between it and neutral strength."

"You can't stop me."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Xie moved again!

His figure was like a moving iron tower; despite his imposing stature of 1.9 meters, his speed was unbelievable.

【Eight Trigrams Swimming Steps】!

With a slip of his foot, his figure moved like a ghost, stepping on strange arcs, instantly crossing another two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) in an instant.

With his right palm raised high, the palm black, he slammed down on Fu Ze's crown with a whistling sound!

If this palm strike lands solidly, not to mention a head, even a granite boulder would be shattered into pieces!

Fu Ze's pupils contracted sharply, and the hairs on his body stood on end instantly.

Wow, so fast!

He stepped back again, avoiding a direct confrontation.

"Whoosh!"

Zhou Xie leaped up like an ape, slamming his enormous hand onto the ground behind Fu Ze.

"Bang!"

Dust billowed as the hard bluestone slab was struck, leaving a palm print more than an inch deep.

After retreating and regaining his footing, Fu Ze immediately adopted the starting stance of the Bajiquan [Two Elements Stance], staring intently at Zhou Xie, his internal energy and blood surging wildly.

He also tried his best.

"Since you're such a strange guy and insist on killing me, then I guess I'll just have to play along with you for a bit."

Fu Ze didn't want to get involved in this damn "Mr. Liao's" business.

But this assassin was like a mad dog; he started chasing and biting him right away!

Zhou Xie sneered, slowly raising his hands, one in front of the other, assuming the [Azure Dragon Probing Claw] stance of Bagua Palm.

"You are no match for me."

Fu Ze grinned.

"Whether someone is a match or not, you'll only know after you've fought them."

As he spoke, he suddenly pushed off the ground with both feet and launched a preemptive attack!

His body moved like an arrow, his right fist clenched tightly, and he channeled his inner strength into his fist, unleashing a [Bajiquan Bengquan] straight at Zhou Xie's chest!

The punch was fierce, with a sharp whistling sound as it cut through the air!

"Overestimating one's abilities."

Zhou Xie snorted coldly, neither dodging nor avoiding, and casually pressed down with his left palm.

"Snapped!"

Fist and palm strike!

Fu Ze felt an overwhelming force surge from the opponent's palm, and his own internal energy was instantly neutralized, like a mud ox entering the sea!

"Thump thump thump thump!"

Fu Ze retreated four steps, each step leaving a shallow footprint on the ground. His right arm went numb, his thumb and forefinger split open, and blood dripped from between his fingers.

Damn it!

[The Qi and blood of a master of neutralizing internal energy are perfectly integrated, and the release and control of force are entirely at the master's command, just like a tortoise. My hidden force simply cannot penetrate it!]

Fu Ze cursed inwardly.

There are three levels of martial arts: Ming Jin (manifest strength), An Jin (hidden strength), and Hua Jin (transformative

Ming Jin (manifest strength) trains physical strength, An Jin (hidden strength) trains Qi (vital energy), and Hua Jin (transformative strength) trains spirit.

When one reaches the level of "Transformation of Strength," the body's Qi and blood become one, and the pores of the skin become extremely sensitive. As soon as the opponent's force touches the skin, one can instinctively deflect, neutralize, and counteract the force.

Using hidden force to attack neutralizing force is like trying to poke an iron shirt with a wooden stick—it's impossible to find a way to strike!

"What? You can't even hold on this much?"

Zhou Xie grinned maliciously, his figure shifting again. The footwork of Baguazhang was mysterious and unpredictable, like a giant python slithering through the grass, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, making it impossible to guess.

"Take another blow from me!"

His right palm was like a knife, slashing out diagonally, with a faint black luster at the edge of his palm.

【Eight Trigrams Palm Knife】!

Fu Ze gritted his teeth, crossed his arms, and lowered his elbows to block the attack.

"clang!"

Like the clang of metal on metal!

Fu Ze was sent flying by the blow, crashing into the wall of the dilapidated temple with a dull thud.

"puff--"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his face turned deathly pale.

Spiderweb-like cracks on the wall spread outwards from his back.

"A direct confrontation with traditional Chinese martial arts would inevitably result in defeat."

"We have to find an opportunity to use magic to get rid of him!"

Fu Ze quickly made a decision in his mind.

His martial arts skills were indeed inferior to his opponent's, but he had another identity—a Taoist sorcerer!

Zhou Xie had no idea that he was a practitioner of both magic and martial arts.

This is our biggest trump card.

As long as the other party thinks he is just a simple martial arts practitioner, they will lower their guard.

When the time comes, we can catch them off guard and unleash an attack spell at point-blank range. Even a Grandmaster of Internal Energy would be in serious trouble!

The problem now is that the perception of a Grandmaster of Transformation is too sharp.

If I make the slightest move, the other party will immediately notice.

We must delay a little longer!

Just when the other party completely lowered their guard and thought they were about to be killed...

Fu Ze wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly got up from the ground, pretended to be about to collapse, and squeezed out a painful expression on his face.