Martial arts mastery? But I'm just a spoiled brat!

"Yu Ji" did not answer, but stared intently at Yan Qing, who was slumped in the chair. She took a step and put one foot on the table. As soon as her foot touched the table, she had already handed over the long sword in her hand.

Upon seeing this scene, the butler behind Yan Qing was about to step forward and reach out his hand, but he noticed a change in the young master's body. Instantly, the butler withdrew his foot and reached into his sleeve, but his eyes remained fixed on Yan Qing, who was slumped in the chair.

Just as the tip of "Yu Ji's" sword was less than a meter away from Yan Qing, Yan Qing, who had been sitting slumped like a sick cat, moved.

First, his back hunched slightly, then his waist arched backward, gently shaking like a lazy cat waking up. As his body shook, Yan Qing sat up without using his hands to support himself. As his feet began to touch the ground, his previously half-closed eyes began to widen.

As Yan Qing's eyes widened, his aura changed. The sick cat that had been lying down disappeared, and now sitting upright in the chair was a tiger with loose hips, a hunched back, shrugged shoulders, and wide-open eyes, poised to pounce and devour people at any moment.

The sword-wielding "Yu Ji" met Yan Qing's gaze, and instantly, she was captivated by his eyes, feeling a chill rise from her tailbone all the way to her scalp.

"ah!!"

But then she heard her senior brother's screams from inside the sect. She knew she had no way out, so she gritted her teeth and continued to thrust forward with her sword.

"Bang!!!"

As soon as Yan Qing's feet touched the ground, the blue bricks beneath his feet cracked, and then a force rose from his feet, propelling his body forward, twisting his waist, and extending his hands.

With one hand, he used his elbow to deflect the longsword, and with the other hand, as he turned his waist, he slapped the oncoming "Yu Ji" on the head.

"Snap!!"

Yu Ji was already captivated by Yan Qing's gaze, and this Bajiquan killing move, "Fierce Tiger Climbing the Mountain," came so fast and urgently that it gave her no room to resist or dodge. With a crisp sound, Yu Ji's skull was struck solidly by this palm.

Instantly, Yu Ji's forehead collapsed, her eyes widened and turned bloodshot, blood gushed from her eyes, nose and mouth, her hands could no longer hold the long sword, her body went limp and she collapsed onto the table.

Yan Qing's battle was over, and the fight between the two women was also finished.

The girl with the dagger had already slashed the "Overlord" across the chest, while four musicians on the other side had fallen to the ground. All four had died in the same way: their eyes had been gouged out and their throats had been ripped open. Bloodstains were still visible on the girl's fingertips.

"Young Master's Bajiquan is becoming more and more exquisite!"

The steward stepped forward, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and handed it to Yan Qing.

Despite the complicated description, the battle actually ended in just a few breaths; all six assassins were killed instantly, with none surviving.

Only then did soldiers carrying guns run over from outside.

However, at this moment, Yan Qing had already narrowed his eyes again and lazily sat back down in his chair.

『External Three Harmonies: Hands and Feet in Harmony 431/500』

As the battle ended, a line of text appeared before his eyes. The progress bar, which originally read "External Three Combinations: Hands and Feet Combined 430/500", jumped slightly and increased a little.

"Old Cao, do you think these people are stupid? They know I'm fishing for them, yet they keep coming to assassinate me."

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Yan Qing took the handkerchief, wiping the powder off her palms as she felt the slight improvement in the fit between her hands and feet, while casually asking a question.

"Since these people couldn't find an opportunity to assassinate Lord Yan, they could only try to assassinate the young master. After all, the young master's whereabouts are fixed, and he only has the two sisters, Wanxing and Lanyue, to protect him."

As he spoke, Chief Steward Cao waved his hand, directing the soldiers who had entered with guns to deal with the bodies.

"Judging from what these people just said, what has my father been up to lately? Wipe your fingers."

As Yan Qing asked the question, he frowned and handed the handkerchief to Wanxing, the girl who had returned to his side.

"Lord Yan... seems to have been in contact with people from Japan recently..."

Manager Cao's words were somewhat ambiguous, clearly indicating that he was aware of Yan Fengqi's recent situation but dared not discuss it further.

"Japanese people!!"

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes and repeated it, his eyes filled with a strong killing intent.

"Forget it, let's go back!"

Yan Qing waved his hand, then stood up, put one hand on Wanxing's shoulder and the other around Lanyue's slender waist, and walked towards the side door of the theater with his arms around both of them.

"Looks like it's time to have a chat with my adoptive father. This world is even more chaotic and complicated than the warlord era of the Republic of China before I transmigrated!"

Yan Qing was not from this world; he was a time traveler. When he traveled to become the son of a warlord, he thought he had traveled to the Republic of China era. His dream at the time was to lead the nation to achieve a great rejuvenation.

However, as he gained a deeper understanding of this world, he learned that martial arts also existed here, including the legendary Ming Jin, An Jin, and Hua Jin, and even higher levels such as Gang Jin and the Bao Dan martial artist.

It is said that martial artists with the Gang Jin skill were already able to withstand the foreigners' powerful cannons, and martial artists with the Bao Dan skill could even cross the sea with their bare hands and sink the foreigners' steel ships.

Moreover, martial artists are skilled in assassination, making them difficult to defend against.

It was precisely because of the existence of martial artists that foreigners had more to worry about, and dared only to stir up internal strife in the Celestial Empire rather than launch a large-scale attack.

However, it is already one in ten thousand martial artists who can break through to the Gang Jin level, and even rarer to break through to the Bao Dan level. Therefore, martial artists in the Celestial Dynasty are also seeking breakthroughs.

These martial artists are divided into two factions. One faction is conservative, and they concentrate their resources to search for and train talented disciples, hoping to produce a martial immortal who can surpass the Core Formation realm, and even use this to counter the foreigners.

The other faction decided to cooperate with the warlords. They hoped to combine their own military strength with the warlords' power and resources, and while training martial artists, they also hoped to learn Western technology. Some martial artists even went so far as to cross the ocean to the West just to learn the most advanced Western technology.

The two factions share the same ultimate goal, but the process is bloody and cruel. After all, martial arts cultivation is not child's play, nor can it be achieved simply by piling up resources to cultivate a martial immortal.

This is a process of raising poisonous insects, requiring martial artists to absorb and integrate the essence of other martial arts in battles, while plundering resources from other sects.

So... this is an era that produces many martial arts geniuses, yet is also filled with bloodshed and violence.

After learning all this, Yan Qing, who had traveled through time, had one more goal: to reach the pinnacle of martial arts while developing technology.

Yan Qing's confidence stemmed from his own reasoning.

Even if the original owner was indeed suffering from a chronic illness that prevented him from practicing martial arts, and even suffered a sudden illness, it was only because Yan Qing was able to transmigrate and take over this body.

Talent: Martial Arts Prodigy!

"Martial Arts to Divine Status: All those who cultivate martial arts will gain something, and once proven, it is eternal!"

Xingyiquan: Strength Training 100/100

Bajiquan: Ming Jin 500/500

"External Three Harmonies: Shoulder and hip align 500/500"

"External Three Harmonies: Elbow and Knee Alignment 500/500"

『External Three Harmonies: Hands and Feet in Harmony 431/500』

Lines of text flashed before Yan Qing's eyes, and this was the reason why he was able to go from being sickly to developing extremely powerful Ming Jin (a type of internal energy).

The so-called attainment in martial arts cultivation mentioned in this talent is actually the reward for hard work, only it applies to martial arts.

Simply put, this talent allows martial arts to be quantified and skill-based. Yan Qing only needs to practice martial arts to gain proficiency, and then his martial arts will improve. Moreover, it's a permanent certificate, meaning he will never regress.

Even after he had just killed the assassin, his martial arts progress bar and his understanding of the techniques had improved.

It was precisely because of this that Yan Qing was able to embark on the path of martial arts. However, Yan Qing rarely made a move, and each time he did, he left no survivors. Therefore, outsiders still thought that Yan Qing was the sickly man suffering from a chronic illness.