Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

The morning's training passed quickly, and when it was time to eat, the disciples, who had exhausted themselves, rushed to the dining hall.

Ordinary disciples eat in the large canteen, while wealthy disciples eat in the small canteen.

Zhang Qingshan slowly finished his work and followed the flow of people away.

"Senior Brother Zhang, please wait a moment."

Turning around, he saw that it was Wang Zhi greeting him.

"What's up?"

Wang Zhi did not answer immediately, but glanced around. After most of the disciples had left, he looked around for a while and then took two steps forward.

After a slight hesitation, he whispered, "Senior Brother Zhang, could you please return my spirit clam?"

His eyes darted around as he spoke, as if he were a little guilty, but in the end, a look of resentment flashed across his face, and he gritted his teeth.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I haven't touched your money. Now, after thinking it over, I realize that the transaction was too abrupt. I'd like to cancel it. Is that alright? Consider it a favor I owe you. I'm also willing to add a little interest based on the market rate."

Zhang Qingshan chuckled: "I told you back then that you might lose money selling it to me, and that you should wait or help me sell it."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhi's eyes lit up: "Senior Brother Zhang, now..."

"Too late!" Zhang Qingshan's smile vanished, replaced by indifference.

"I've already given that spirit clam away; it's most likely been eaten by someone else by now."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhi's expression turned sour, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

"Senior Brother Zhang, are you sure you're not lying to me?"

Zhang Qingshan simply shook his head.

Wang Zhi observed Zhang Qingshan's expression, thought for a moment, and then looked pitiful:

"Senior Brother Zhang, I have no choice. I need this now. You know I have good aptitude. My sixth senior brother and senior sister from the inner sect both told me to take care of me. Give it back to me. I risked being hanged to get it. You can't just end it with a few words."

Zhang Qingshan ignored him and turned to leave.

"Stop!" Wang Zhi's deep voice rang out, and then he looked at the martial arts school, feeling a little more confident.

"I've inquired about it. The edges of my Silverback Spirit Clam are starting to turn a little golden, showing signs of becoming a Goldenback Spirit Clam. It's a mid-to-high grade spiritual object, and it can sell for at least three to five hundred silver dollars. Senior Brother Zhang Qingshan, do you really think you can just swallow it like that?"

[How dare you! You treacherous, opportunistic, and treacherous person! You've turned the tables on me! Destroy him! Destroy him! You're nothing but an ant, not even a martial artist! How dare you offend me like this? Shui Rouquan was burning with rage, and had the urge to kill this person immediately. Even the progress of her fist techniques improved slightly under the stimulation of her anger.]

Zhang Qingshan looked at Zhang Zhi expressionlessly, then suddenly smiled.

"I've heard people say that this spirit clam is quite valuable. I was originally planning to make up for it later, but now it seems that it has saved me a lot of trouble and worry."

Turning around, he continued walking towards the cafeteria. Although Zhang Qingshan considered himself more magnanimous than Shui Rouquan, this person was still noted down in his little notebook.

Wang Zhi felt waves of humiliation wash over him, and when he thought about the value of the information he had gathered, he felt an unbearable heartache.

Looking at that figure again, that indifference reminded him of his past humiliation.

During this period, the martial arts school paid him a lot of attention, and the other disciples praised him.

Even those young masters and ladies tried to win him over, saying that I was a hidden gem and that they looked down on Zhang Qingshan.

I, Wang Zhi, am no longer the insignificant ant I once was. I am a martial arts genius even more outstanding than you, a future inner disciple and even a direct disciple of the martial arts school, and a future martial arts master.

And you dared to deceive me out of my ignorance and steal my valuable spiritual object. Now, instead of returning the spiritual clam, apologizing, and admitting that you were blind and greedy, you insult and ignore me like this.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he roared:

"Zhang Qingshan, you are just an ordinary person with mediocre talent. If you really want to be an enemy of a martial arts genius, I will respect you and call you Senior Brother Zhang. In reality, you are just lucky to have come into contact with martial arts a little earlier than me. Even when I was still an ordinary person, I was stronger than everyone else in Wangjiatang. Now that I have also come into contact with martial arts, I will surpass you sooner or later."

"You'd better think carefully about the consequences of offending a genius. In the future, I will definitely be someone you look up to. Now... I'm giving you one more chance!"

Wang Zhi uttered each word carefully, his eyes no longer showing any pretense, but filled with resentment and gritted teeth.

"Give me back my things right now, or I will..."

Zhang Qingshan slowly turned around and walked towards him.

Wang Zhi slowly extended his hand, a look of panic flashing in his eyes. But then, as if remembering something, he straightened his chest and said, "What do you want to do? This is a martial arts school."

Her hand landed on his face, covered it, and then she grabbed his face and lifted him up.

As he struggled, they brought him close.

His eyes were cold. "Otherwise, what will you do?"

His head was tightening, as if it would be crushed at any moment. Only then did Wang Zhi realize the difference between himself and a true martial artist, and he began to feel fear.

"What are you doing? You dare touch me? If you do, your sixth senior brother, senior sister, and the sect leader won't let you off the hook. I'm friends with Young Master Zhou, Young Master Jiang, and Young Master Qin. You dare..."

Zhang Qingshan looked around. In the distance, a few disciples were secretly watching from the training ground, their faces filled with excitement, as if they were waiting to see how things would unfold.

"Kill you? Now is not the right time."

Wang Zhi's eyes lit up with smugness again. "Hmph, then... ah..."

His body was jolted by a powerful force, as if his joints and bones were dislocated. He felt nauseous and uncomfortable. The next moment, he was sent flying and landed on the ground with a thud. He struggled for a while but couldn't get up, groaning in pain.

Darkness fell again before his eyes, and Zhang Qingshan stepped in front of him, his cold eyes fixed on the struggling man on the ground.

"Remember, you are still an ant!"

The icy look in his eyes and the coldness in his words seemed to freeze Wang Zhi's blood, and he dared not roar out again.

After Zhang Qingshan walked away, he slowly crawled away. Several disciples who had been watching from a distance quickly ran over to help him up: "Senior Brother Wang, what happened? Let me help you."

Wang Zhi kept muttering, "I'm going to find my senior brothers and sisters to report him, I'm going to report him, I'm going to..."

The ordinary disciples fawned over him, the nobles patted each other on the shoulder at the lively banquet, and Zhang Qingshan looked cold and indifferent.

His voice grew softer and softer, and he stood there, his face growing increasingly gloomy.

Even the disciples who were supporting him harbored resentment in his heart.

......

Zhang Qingshan felt only bad luck; what a strange character this was.

Of course, there are oddballs everywhere in this world, and extreme personalities are rampant.

There are many villains in gangs and scoundrels in the streets who are greedy and repay kindness with ingratitude. It's just that I've encountered a few of them now.

[Water Soft Fist was enraged. This boy deserved to die; he must not be allowed to live! Kill! Kill! Kill! Die! Die! Die!]

Hearing the spirit of martial arts' thoughts, Zhang Qingshan remained calm. In the martial arts school, it was indeed not appropriate to punish it severely; only a minor punishment was permissible.

Even if he goes to complain or something, it doesn't matter, he's just an ordinary disciple now.

Moreover, judging from the usual behavior of the sixth senior brother and the eldest senior sister, they don't seem to be people who can't distinguish right from wrong.

Of course, if the martial arts school really behaves too biasedly, Zhang Qingshan is not without options.

What if someone else stood up for him?

A cold glint flashed in Zhang Qingshan's eyes; he was no longer someone who could be manipulated at will.

After considering it, Shui Rouquan decided there was no need to kill this scoundrel outright for now. He posed no threat to him at present, and as for the future? Shui Rouquan sneered. Having offended him, what future did he have?

Shui Rouquan wanted to sneer again, but felt that if she sneered too much, she would seem like a vengeful villain. After thinking for a moment, she suppressed the urge to sneer. She knew that she was just clear about her grudges and what she should do now was to cultivate diligently and become stronger. If trash like Wang Zhi ever bothered her again or made her unhappy, she could just turn around and slap him to death.

[Hmph, even Sixth Senior Brother and Eldest Senior Sister couldn't protect you, that's what I, Shui Rou Quan, said!]

After these thoughts, Shui Rou Quan felt a new inspiration for the third form, the Rapids Form. Rapids require observing the accumulation on both banks and guiding the flow... Shui Rou Quan is growing... The Rapids Form is entering a stage of mastery...

Zhang Qingshan's mood immediately improved.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what are you laughing at? Is there something good happening?" someone asked from the side.

"Just some insights."

"Wow, Senior Brother Zhang, you've grasped some profound truth about martial arts! Could you tell me about it?"