Physical immortality begins with Bajiquan

"Qin Heng!!!"

As Qin Tianbao watched Qin Heng approach step by step, the last glimmer of hope in his heart vanished completely.

The excruciating pain from the broken bone in his right arm shot straight to the top of his head. His whole body was invaded by the hidden force, his blood and qi surged, and he felt a tightness and discomfort in his chest and abdomen.

He gripped the edge of the boulder beside him with one hand, his body limp and weak. He gritted his teeth and pulled himself up with all his might. His severed arm hung limply, each movement causing excruciating pain.

"I refuse to accept this!" He struggled to sit up, his eyes bloodshot, and roared at Qin Heng, venting all the resentment and anger in his heart: "I am a genius with superior physique! Why should I lose to you! Why? I am more ruthless than you, and I can endure more than you. Why? That damned power diagram should have belonged to me in the first place!!!"

"Huff... huff..."

The roar almost exhausted his last bit of strength. He swayed, barely managing to stay upright by clinging to the boulder.

The fierceness in his eyes gradually faded. Leaning against the boulder, the excessive blood loss almost made him hallucinate. A sense of despondency suddenly welled up in his heart, and he finally resigned himself to his fate.

He slowly turned his head, leaning against the boulder and gazing into the distance. Moonlight pierced through the pine forest, its clear glow scattering among the trees, while the mountain wind rustled through the pines, and below the cliff, the deep forest stretched out in a vast expanse.

A wave of regret washed over him. If he hadn't acted rashly tonight, his future would have been bright. But now that things had come to this, there was no going back.

Qin Heng walked slowly to him, his expression indifferent, his gaze falling on Qin Tianbao's bulging chest.

He didn't bother to say anything more to Qin Tianbao, and simply reached out and took out a brocade money pouch and a book from his pocket.

Qin Tianbao watched helplessly as his things were taken away, powerless to stop it. He could only glare at Qin Heng with eyes full of resentment and endless frustration.

"You bastard! I'm not dead yet! That's the martial arts manual that Huang Jia just gave me, what right do you have to take it!" His voice was hoarse, full of resentment, but he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

"You're not really using it anymore." Qin Heng's expression remained unchanged. He took the book in his hand, opened the money pouch again, and glanced inside. There were no silver notes. He took out the largest silver coin and casually stuffed the money pouch back in the same way.

"Qin Heng! You! You won..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stared intently at Qin Heng, his expression extremely complex, half filled with deep-seated hatred and the other half with an inexplicable expectation.

"Qin Heng, you damned bastard! I both hope you can make a name for yourself and show those who look down on people from humble backgrounds what's what! And I also secretly hope you'll be crippled one day and taste what I'm going through today!"

Having poured out all his resentment and anger, Qin Tianbao was too weak to say another word. He simply stopped the bleeding, leaned against the boulder, and closed his eyes to catch his breath.

The night wind swept through the pine forest, carrying with it a faint scent of blood that permeated the woods.

Qin Heng stood quietly in place, his gaze sweeping over Qin Tianbao, who was slumped to the side, his expression remaining indifferent.

He felt neither the thrill of crippling his opponent nor the pity of compassion; only a calm and self-possessed state of mind.

After a moment of silence, Qin Heng parted his lips slightly, his voice low and resonant, slowly spreading through the quiet mountain forest:

"Your ambition blinded you, and your stubbornness prevented you from realizing your mistakes. You brought this upon yourself, and you have no one to blame but yourself."

"Our past grievances will now be settled."

After saying that, he put the book into his robes. His movements were calm and composed, without the slightest sign of panic, as if the tragic scene just now was nothing more than a common occurrence in the martial arts world.

He raised his eyes once more to gaze at the cliff valley shrouded in the deep night, his gaze calm and unwavering. The path of those from humble backgrounds is inherently fraught with thorns; some choose the righteous path, while others stray onto the crooked and fall into ruin—their fate is already sealed.

Qin Heng withdrew his gaze, turned around, and set off alone on the mountain path back to the camp. The night wind swept through the pine forest, brushing past his shoulders. His steps were slow, but each one was extremely steady.

"Qin Heng! Brother Qin Heng, are you there?"

Just as they rounded a bend in the mountain path, they saw Fang Yu squatting by the roadside, covered in sweat, carefully examining the tracks on the ground. Hearing the sound, he looked up sharply, spotted Qin Heng, and quickly got up to greet him.

"Finally found you! When I got up to pee in the middle of the night, I accidentally glimpsed Qin Tianbao sneaking out of the camp with someone, and I felt something was wrong. I waited for more than half an hour, but they didn't come back, so I left the camp and followed the footprints they left behind!"

As she spoke, Fang Yu glanced around a few times, her brows furrowing slightly. "By the way, did you run into them? And who was the person traveling with him?"

"I've already crippled it," Qin Heng said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu was taken aback at first, then waved his hand and said with a smile, "Alright, alright, Brother Qin. Don't be angry and confused, it's not worth it! I know you were sent to be a sentry, and you're probably just venting your anger, right?"

He knew Qin Heng's situation all too well. If he were inexplicably assigned to be a sentry, he would also be furious and it would be normal for him to say a few harsh words.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Qin Heng's expression remained calm, without the slightest hint of joking, and his eyes instead revealed seriousness.

Fang Yu's smile froze instantly, and her tone turned serious. She took a few steps forward: "You...you're serious? You really crippled them?"

Seeing Qin Heng nod slightly, Fang Yu gasped, his face filled with shock. He subconsciously lowered his voice and said, "My God! You actually managed to cripple Qin Tianbao! When did you secretly become so powerful? How come I didn't know?!"

But then he realized something, as if he had figured out the implications, and his face instantly darkened, his brows furrowing tightly.

"No, no! Qin Tianbao is third on the martial arts exam list and is also the Huang family's prospective son-in-law. If you cripple him like this, we won't be able to explain ourselves. We're in deep trouble now!"

His tone was urgent, his face pale with anxiety. In his desperation, he made a rash suggestion in a low voice: "Brother, things have come to this, let's just kill them both! Then we'll find a riverbed, dump them there, and pretend they were killed by river bandits. Let's see who can trace it back to us!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Heng felt a warmth in his heart. He and Fang Yu had only known each other for thirteen days and were not close friends. Their friendship was based solely on the entrustment of their respective masters, who looked after each other.

Fang Yu's actions demonstrate his upright character and deep sense of loyalty. Such sincere and righteous people are truly rare in this world and deserve genuine friendship.

He raised his hand and patted Fang Yu's shoulder, his tone gentler than usual: "Brother, you mustn't."

Fang Yu was taken aback, and said urgently, "Why not? In the current situation, is there any other way besides silencing them?"

Qin Heng slowly shook his head and calmly explained, "Killing them would only backfire. First, if the Huang family and the garrison want to investigate, they will surely find out most of the truth. Don't underestimate their abilities. Second, we are already in the right, so why bother with unnecessary actions?"

He paused, then looked towards the main camp, his tone calm and clear: "You need to understand the regulations for sentry posts in the military. The locations of sentry posts are military secrets. Only the person directly in charge and the highest-ranking officer in the camp should have the right to know their specific locations. But Qin Tianbao led his men without authorization straight to the sentry post. This alone is a violation of military regulations!"

"Moreover, the two of them were dressed in tight-fitting night clothes and had their faces covered with veils, acting suspiciously and stealthily, which was practically an admission of guilt."

"Right now, all we need to do is rush back to the main camp first, report the whole story truthfully, and make this public to set the tone. With so much evidence, no matter how powerful the Huang family is, they won't be able to find any fault on our part. Even if the camp commander suppresses the matter out of consideration for the Huang family, it won't affect us."

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