Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

Return to the city.

Details such as how they found a stream along the way to wash away the blood and the smell of blood are unnecessary to mention.

When they returned to the outer city shack courtyard by the same route, it was almost four or five in the morning. Zhang Qingshan could still faintly hear Old Xu muttering about tofu inside the house.

She sneaked back to her room, changed out of her wet clothes, and then slowly lay down on the bed.

I couldn't fall asleep for a while.

He traveled thirty miles at night, slaughtering all his enemies and staining his clothes with the blood of the wealthy landowner.

The Water Soft Fist was exhilarating, and Zhang Qingshan felt equally exhilarated.

Not only did he vent his anger and frustration at learning that his family had been humiliated and injured, but he also put his learning to fruition.

These days, Zhang Qingshan has been cultivating quietly and keeping a low profile. He likes to teach before punishing, and he is used to discussing the ins and outs of things with people first. He has a somewhat refined and humble demeanor, which makes some disciples feel close to him, but also makes some people who are afraid of his power but do not appreciate his virtue think that he is weak and can be bullied.

Even someone as cunning as Wang Zhi, whose natural talent and aptitude haven't translated into real strength, dares to provoke others, while Rong Teng, a nouveau riche from the countryside whose family's strongest member is only a level three martial artist, dares to plot against him as a stepping stone to advancement.

During this period, although I appeared calm on the surface, I was also burning with anger deep inside.

When his family members were implicated, an uncontrollable rage ignited within him.

After a series of battles, repaying evil with evil and ruth with ruthlessness, one's mind is indeed at peace and one's heart is at ease.

Zhang Qingshan had a feeling that even without the spiritual assistance of the Water Soft Fist, he would be able to quickly master the fourth form after this bloody battle.

Analyzing his own strength, a level four martial artist might not be able to run rampant within Qinghe City, but he was already quite formidable in the countryside outside the city.

However, we cannot completely let go yet.

Now that he's calmed down a bit, Zhang Qingshan realizes that his actions this time, in a way, can be considered "bullying the weak and fearing the strong."

The Mountain Forest Gang didn't make a move. If they had stormed into the Mountain Forest Gang's stronghold in Xiaoqing Township back then, they would most likely have killed the person who kicked over their second uncle.

However, if he were to take action, it would be too obvious, as he is currently no match for the Mountain Forest Gang.

For now, I can only swallow this anger and write these people down in my little notebook.

After the exhilaration of massacring the villains overnight, fatigue began to creep in, and I fell asleep without realizing it. I slept soundly, undisturbed by the sounds of my neighbors going to work outside.

"Ah, it's bright outside! Why did you sleep so long today? Qingshan, get up quickly, we still need to go back to the village."

Zhang Qingshan opened his eyes groggily, then seemed to suddenly realize something, his expression turning sour:

"I couldn't sleep yesterday because I was thinking about things at home. I finally drifted off to sleep around dawn, but I overslept."

Liu Dalong looked embarrassed. Zhang Qingshan was so worried that he couldn't sleep, but he was sleeping so soundly.

"Qingshan, let's hurry up and get back as soon as possible."

"Well, I need to go and ask a doctor to take me back to see my dad and second uncle. I don't trust the doctors in the countryside. I'll go to the martial arts school to let them know and then go home."

Next, Zhang Qingshan took a good "careful shower" and, together with Liu Dalong, inquired about good bone and internal injury doctors in the outer city. He then quoted a hefty price and displayed his identity as a martial artist.

That's how they persuaded the two doctors to go to the countryside to treat patients.

Then they rented a horse-drawn carriage, bought some food and drinks, and took their neighbor Da Long and two doctors to Qinghe Martial Arts School.

Speaking of which, we should thank Master Rong for his sponsorship. Otherwise, given Zhang Qingshan's dire situation of running out of ammunition and food, his status as a martial artist alone wouldn't have provided him with the money to hire a doctor or buy anything.

After finishing all this, the whole morning was over.

Although Da Long was a little anxious, he saw that Zhang Qingshan was dealing with important matters and had considered things very thoroughly. The two doctors also knew that they couldn't come back that day anyway, so they didn't urge him.

Especially when they saw Zhang Qingshan arrive at the martial arts school and confirm that he was indeed a member of the school, their attitude became even better.

......

Inside the martial arts school, it was still the sixth senior brother who was on patrol today. He guessed that perhaps the duties of the senior brothers and sisters in the inner sect had been settled.

Zhang Qingshan looked terrible. When he stepped into the martial arts school, he looked worried, but also couldn't hide his anger and sadness.

I walked over to my sixth senior brother and waited until he finished instructing one of his disciples.

"Sixth Senior Brother, something has happened at my home, and I may not be able to come to the martial arts school to train for a while. If the martial arts school has any instructions, please send a message to me, and I will certainly not refuse."

Chang Yueshan glanced at Zhang Qingshan's expression.

"But what happened? Is there anything I can help you with? If you need money, I can lend you some."

In Chang Yueshan's view, Zhang Qingshan has good comprehension and a high probability of becoming an inner disciple in the future. He is now considered half one of his own.

Moreover, the other party had generously given away spiritual items, indicating that they were a kind and righteous person, so I was willing to ask them a few more questions.

Anger flashed across Zhang Qingshan's face, but he immediately suppressed it and gave a bitter smile:

"Sixth Senior Brother, last night a neighbor from my hometown came to tell me that my parents were framed and beaten by local bullies and hooligans at the village market. So today I have arranged for a doctor and bought medicine. They are waiting for me outside the martial arts school. We will go back to my hometown together in a little while."

Chang Yueshan's brows furrowed unconsciously.

"Didn't your parents say that you are a martial artist, or even a member of my Qinghe Martial Arts School? Does that mean that my Qinghe Martial Arts School has lost all its power in the eyes of some people? That's absurd."

"I'm not entirely sure of the specifics yet. Maybe it was mentioned, maybe it wasn't. I came home this time to deal with this matter. If it really is my parents' fault, then I have nothing to say. But if they are being bullied, then as their son, I will definitely seek justice."

Changyue Mountain is very sensitive to these things.

"It seems many people have forgotten the prestige of my Qinghe Martial Arts School. Junior Brother Zhang, go back and check on your family first. If you encounter any problems you can't handle, just mention the name of my martial arts school. I want to see who dares to look down on my Qinghe Martial Arts School. Hmph, the Mountain Forest Gang is nothing but someone else's dog. Ten years ago, with just one word from my master, their gang leader would have come to apologize."

He patted Zhang Qingshan on the shoulder.

"Don't be afraid. You have a martial arts school behind you, and you are not a lone wolf fighting alone."

Zhang Qingshan expressed his gratitude, then a confident look flashed across his face.

"Sixth Senior Brother, there aren't many experts in the countryside. I should be able to handle this myself. I wouldn't dare trouble you with your concern."

"Yes, remember to be adaptable. People from my martial arts school will not bully others, but don't tarnish the prestige of my school either."

Although Zhang Qingshan was acting to clear his name, he couldn't help but feel indebted to her.

Sixth Senior Brother is indeed quite good; he made me truly feel that I also have some kind of background.

Qinghe Martial Arts School has not shortchanged itself.

On the other side of the training ground, some people also witnessed this scene.

A few people flashed a cold smile; they knew what had happened.

Rong Teng, in particular, could hardly contain his smugness. Afraid of being discovered by Zhang Qingshan, he quickly turned his head away.

He was inwardly laughing, "Zhang Qingshan, do you know the consequences of offending us? Even if you discover the Rong family's methods, with the Mountain Forest Gang involved, what can you dare to do!"

"Hehe, besides kneeling at the feet of the Zhou family, do you dare to resist? Let's see if you're still so arrogant."

Wang Zhi, observing Zhang Qingshan's dejected expression and Rong Teng and Zhou Xishui's smugness, could roughly guess what had happened.

At this moment, he and Rong Teng and the others were all sneering, as if they could see Zhang Qingshan becoming someone else's servant, his once proud self turning into a joke.

Suddenly a commotion arose at the entrance of the martial arts school, with voices of the gatekeepers asking questions and shouts.

"Young Master, disaster has struck! The Rong family has been slaughtered by bandits, Young Master!"

Zhang Qingshan, who was about to leave the martial arts school, also sneered inwardly. It was worth it for him to deliberately delay a little time; they finally arrived.

Rong Teng was stunned. The Rong family had been slaughtered? Young Master?

No, it felt like something was gripping my heart tightly, making it difficult to breathe.

Impossible, impossible. This isn't about me; it must be someone else with the surname Rong, or someone else talking nonsense. After all, I don't recognize that voice at all; it's not the butler, nor the two head guards...

"No, it can't be!"

Amidst the commotion, a person rushed in, looking terrified, glancing left and right.

Finally, I saw Rongteng:

"Young Master, the Rong family has been slaughtered! The Master, Madam, Old Madam, young masters, young ladies, and my loyal uncle—all are dead! Young Master, you must avenge them! And those lowly commoners and other thieves are taking advantage of the chaos..."

Rong Teng felt his whole body swaying. He vaguely recognized the man; he seemed to be a relative of the housekeeper. He had only glanced at him once.

He collapsed to the ground. How could that be? How could that be?

Upon seeing this scene, the entire training ground fell silent. The whole family had been slaughtered?

Even though he had disliked Rong Teng in the past, he couldn't show his satisfaction in the martial arts school.

Even the sixth senior brother, Chang Yueshan, couldn't care less about Zhang Qingshan's affairs.

His eyes widened in surprise and doubt. "Could it be that someone deliberately provoked Qinghe Martial Arts School? Otherwise, why would problems arise in the homes of disciples from two martial arts schools outside the city?"