Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

[Jiang Liu, observing his master's intense and explosive battle while practicing the Four-Bend Breathing Technique, gained a deeper understanding of the Three-Bend Wind-Supporting Hundred Rivers Technique, and his progress in the Three-Bend Wind-Supporting Hundred Rivers Technique increased...]

While the master rested, Zhang Qingshan and the others either patrolled the martial arts school or practiced their skills.

Zhang Qingshan had a feeling that in just a few days, he would master the Three Breathing Technique, and in half a month to a month, he would achieve mastery and enter the ninth level of martial arts. It would all come naturally.

By evening, I inquired about his well-being and found that although he seemed a little tired, his condition was not much different from usual.

Feeling a bit more at ease, I headed home.

As I approached the entrance to Anmin Lane, I saw Wang Quan and a middle-aged woman lingering there.

Upon seeing Zhang Qingshan appear, Wang Quan tugged at the middle-aged woman, and the two hurriedly ran over.

He knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Brother Zhang, no, Lord Zhang, please have mercy on Wang Zhi! I'm just a child and don't know any better. If I've offended you in any way, I'll kowtow and apologize."

The woman was also in tears.

"Waaah, my lord, my young master, my martial arts master, my son Wang Zhi has offended me greatly, please spare my life! I am a widow with only one child, what will I do without him? Please spare my life!"

Wang Quan raised his head.

"Lord Zhang, Wang Zhi shouldn't have gotten involved with that spirit clam, but he doesn't deserve to die. Please return it to me. Look at my sister-in-law, she only has this one child, she's so pitiful."

Zhang Qingshan was speechless.

What does it have to do with me?

"You should go find Long Baifeng!"

"Sir, we've inquired around. Before Wang Zhi disappeared, he displeased you and was slapped hard by you. He was knocked out of his teeth. Sir, Brother Zhang, we've carried bags together before. Please spare his life."

Zhang Qingshan remained silent; he had already inquired about this.

He had an idea.

No wonder some of the disciples looked at me strangely and fearfully before they dispersed a couple of days ago.

Perhaps some disciples in the outer court also think this way, believing that they killed Wang Zhi because he disappeared without a trace after they hit him.

Given the Rong family's past actions, many people associated Wang Zhi with themselves.

Unbeknownst to me, my kind and refined persona has turned into this.

Most people are mediocre and have little to do with wisdom. As the saying goes, "A petty person judges a gentleman by the standards of a petty person."

back to the front.

Zhang Qingshan shook his head.

"It has nothing to do with me. Believe it or not, it's up to you!"

"Give me back my child! Give me back my child! It was you, you must have killed him! You wicked person, you will be punished! Give me back my child!"

The woman suddenly crawled out a few steps, grabbed Zhang Qingshan's leg, and cried out in anguish, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Brother Zhang, tell me the truth, is Wang Zhi gone? Is my poor nephew Wang Zhi gone?"

Zhang Qingshan took a breath.

With a powerful jolt, he sent his opponent flying.

His brows furrowed.

"I said it had nothing to do with me. If I had really done something, would I need to hide it from you?"

"Wang Quan, you also worked at the Qingshui Gang's docks. A mere Qingshui gang leader can shout and kill without restraint. If I did it, would you dare ask me to lie? Besides, you've heard that the Blood Room isn't a good thing while you were at the docks. Wang Zhi must have told you what the person he's siding with is called. You can find out for yourselves what the things that person is in charge of are called the Blood Room by some outsiders."

Looking at the even more desperate expressions in their eyes.

"I keep my distance from those things. Only Wang Zhi himself knows what will happen if he goes there."

The two looked up at Zhang Qingshan's expression.

Listen to what he said.

Their expressions began to change; in fact, they had these suspicions as well.

They were just hoping to find some hope with Zhang Qingshan.

Now, hope is dwindling, and despair is being torn apart.

They both knew in their hearts that Zhang Qingshan was right; if the other party had really killed Wang Zhi, there would be no need for him to explain to them.

Wang Quan and the woman exchanged a desperate glance.

Then something flashed in their eyes, and the two nodded slightly.

"Waaah, sir, if you really didn't harm my son, then please, please return him to me!"

"Brother Zhang, Wang Zhi disappeared after you beat him up. You have to be reasonable and have a conscience. I, Old Wang, know you are a good person and know how hard we have worked. Wang Zhi was wrong, and I will bring him to kowtow to you and admit his mistake."

Zhang Qingshan's eyes were deep and his expression grew increasingly indifferent.

I glanced at the crowds of people watching the spectacle in the streets and alleys because of this turn of events.

Looking at the two people, they were old and thin, pleading desperately, fearful and helpless, yet also possessing a desperate and tenacious will.

It is indeed pitiful and lamentable.

But even though I know it has nothing to do with me, I still feel a kind of tragic coercion that is being used against me.

Zhang Qingshan showed neither anger nor empathy; instead, he became increasingly calm and indifferent.

He observed the whole story with a detached and indifferent eye.

The changes that Wang Zhi underwent, and the changes that Old Liu at the dock mentioned about Wang Quan.

It only makes one sigh at the complexity and fickleness of human nature.

Not all pitiful people are hateful, but some pitiful people really do have hateful and laughable aspects.

It's not that all people from the lower classes are of better character; perhaps it's just that the dark side of their hearts has never had the chance to be revealed.

I witnessed firsthand how, in a short period of time, Wang Zhi went from kowtowing and begging me to buy it on the spot, to becoming smug and triumphant, then regretting and resentful, then thinking he had latched onto a powerful figure, then disappearing without a trace, then Wang Quan asking Lao Liu to inquire, and now he's begging and clinging on...

In a short period of time, I witnessed the complex yet superficial changes in human nature, as well as the fleeting moments of brilliance in life.

Perhaps the essence is simply a lack of strength, which allows one to hide one's despicable inner self, and that weak power cannot protect one's impetuous desire for wealth and glory.

[The Four-Bend Breathing Method of the River Flows generates countless insights, from the ups and downs of human nature and fate, to the complexity of power, to the internal forces of strength, communication, and hidden power, etc. Externally, it is like a gentle breeze, with cold, powerful, and hot winds; internally, it is like a hundred rivers, letting the winds blow as they may, I will flow back to the source.]

[Through a series of profound insights, Jiang Liu achieved a sudden enlightenment regarding the Three-Break Breathing Technique within the Four-Break Breathing Technique, and his Three-Break Breathing Technique reached a minor completion stage.]

Zhang Qingshan felt the various insights rising in his heart, and at the same time, his breathing was adjusted instinctively, and the various forces in his body were also integrated and sorted out under some kind of instinct.

Then he waved towards one side of the alley.

Two constables in gray uniforms jogged over quickly.

"Greetings, Master Zhang."

This group of people is the most well-informed.

I already knew which families in the alley were not to be messed with and what they did for a long time.

They already knew about the Qinghe Martial Arts School Master's display of power today, and the person in front of them was an inner disciple of the school.

Perhaps the chief constables and other high-ranking officials above don't care about the other party.

But these constables in gray and blue uniforms dared not be negligent.

Zhang Qingshan gave a signal with his eyes, and the two immediately understood.

First, they scolded them, then one person dragged the other away. Under their fierce and menacing demeanor, the children dared not resist.

Zhang Qingshan also saw that his family members were disturbed by the commotion and ran out to see the final scene.

When he got home, he saw his parents looking like they wanted to ask but were afraid to, and their faces showed a kind of reluctance and guilt, perhaps because they thought Zhang Qingshan had done something to make them look like that.

Zhang Qingshan didn't hide anything and explained the whole story directly.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As honest people from the countryside, they were genuinely afraid that their son would also become the kind of person who bullies the kind-hearted.

Now that I know the whole story...

Zhang Dagui was even angrier than Zhang Qingshan. "These people think our son is too kind, that he doesn't dare to look for the real culprit, and they're just throwing dirty water on our Zhang family."

The second sister's heart stirred.

"I understand, they're trying to provoke Third Brother into questioning the real killer on their behalf."

A wave of worry washed over Qin Yan, the mother, who immediately said, "Son, we must never provoke those vicious people. I've heard about the Blood House recently; people say they eat people there. It's not a place for kind people like us to get involved. Don't be reckless."

Father and second sister also nodded quickly.

"By the way, I'll talk to Lao Liu tomorrow and tell him not to associate with this kind of person who turns the tables on others. They look pitiful, but I didn't expect them to be so bad. They even want my son to get into trouble with that kind of nasty person."

The pity I felt for those two just now has turned into a kind of complaint.

Regardless of what others do, it's not like it was their own son who caused it, yet they try to frame their son. Even the most mild-mannered person wouldn't understand such a person, and the Zhang family isn't stupid.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. My son told me how fierce that person was. Luckily, my son wasn't the kind of saintly protagonist from a storybook.

They also know that their son is now the pillar of the family, and they are terrified if something happens to him.

After reassuring their parents that they wouldn't go into danger, everyone finally felt relieved.

This little incident, however, brought an unexpected surprise.

This saved Zhang Qingshan several days of training time. Every cloud has a silver lining. His martial arts are very intuitive, and the key is that he can turn his intuition into power. It has to be said that it is amazing.

With small achievements already made, how far away can great achievements be?

and so!

Practice, practice, practice!

Yes, Jiang Liu's Four-Bend Breathing Technique was now solely focused on cultivation. That treacherous Long Baifeng harbored malicious intentions, plotting against him, and now he was avoiding him. But how could he forget him? It wasn't about the life or death of that damned Wang Zhi; it was about settling his scores and resolving their karmic debts sooner or later. A murderous intent surged within him, his blood and energy coursing, his heart pounding. He practiced, practiced, practiced, until all the rivers of life eventually merged, until all obstacles were broken. Suddenly, another inspiration struck him, and the Three-Bend Breathing Technique improved...