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

However, the moment he leaped up, Yan Qing, who had been as weak as a sick cat, became as fierce as a tiger on the hunt, his body tense and his spirit bursting forth in an instant.

Yan Qing's body was like a taut bowstring stretched to its limit. Just as Major Zhang swung his claws down to pounce, Yan Qing's body suddenly sprang up.

"Bang!!"

A muffled thud came from Yan Qing's body, and then Yan Qing clenched his fist and struck Colonel Zhang's chest from bottom to top.

This is the most basic drilling fist move in Xingyi Quan. However, although Yan Qing's move uses the Xingyi drilling fist technique, its power is the Ming Jin of Bajiquan and the An Jin of Baguazhang.

Different boxing styles require different methods of training and using power. Xingyiquan trains whole-body power, emphasizing rising like a steel file and falling like a hook. This means that one move should be connected to another, whether it is striking out or retracting, the power of the moves should be continuous.

The reason why Bajiquan is so powerful and unparalleled is that it generates power from the spine and moves forward relentlessly.

The hidden strength of Baguazhang is outwardly hard but inwardly soft, generated by the muscles and tendons, and not superficial.

The force generated by each move is the same, but specific training methods and applications can bring that force to its maximum.

At this moment, Yan Qing's move was the highest combat power he could unleash with his current martial arts cultivation.

If Major Zhang's swooping claws were like an eagle's pounce, then Yan Qing's upward punch was like a tiger's hunting pounce.

When the two clash, the consequences are predictable.

"Bang!!!!!"

Yan Qing's punch completely ignored Major Zhang's eagle claws, striking him squarely in the chest. A huge impact rang out, and Major Zhang's entire body was sent flying by the punch, leaving only a trail of blood in the air.

*Smack!*

Finally, Major Zhang's body slammed into the blue brick wall of the hall. The entire wall, impacted by Major Zhang's body and Yan Qing's fist, showed spiderweb-like cracks.

At the very center of the crack, Major Zhang's chest and back were embedded in the wall, his entire body remaining intact like prey caught by a spider.

quiet!!

The entire hall was silent, and everyone looked in unison at Major Zhang, who had been punched away by Yan Qing and embedded in the wall.

Meanwhile, Cao Shaolin, who was opposite Yan Qing, had just touched the golden short spear at his waist.

At this moment, however, he had no courage to draw his gun. Drops of blood dripped from his head, but he made no attempt to wipe them away. This was the blood that had gushed from Major Zhang's body after he had been punched by Yan Qing.

"Glug~"

A sound of swallowing saliva rang out from Wu Hong's throat. The sound was not loud, but it was particularly clear in such a quiet environment.

Looking at Major Zhang hanging on the wall, Wu Hong could clearly feel from the force that Major Zhang had unleashed when he made his move that it was the explosion of inner strength and intention.

In other words, Major Zhang's martial arts cultivation level should be at the same level as his, both being only one step away from reaching the Transformation Realm.

He actually had a chance to stop Major Zhang when he erupted, since he was sitting right next to Yan Qing, but he hesitated for a moment.

The conflict between the Cao and Yan families, regardless of the outcome, will benefit him. He can maximize his profits no matter whose favor he chooses to do.

However, it was this moment of hesitation that caused him to hesitate.

Major Zhang, a master who was just one step away from mastering the ultimate skill, was punched into the wall by Yan Qing.

Wu Hong believed that if it were him, there would be no way he could survive a punch from Yan Qing.

"How was that? How was my punch?"

With a single punch, the enemy was sent flying, but Yan Qing sat back down on the bench as if nothing had happened. However, his gaze was not on Cao Shaolin, but on Wu Hong.

"Wow, Xiaoqing, you're amazing!!"

Before Wu Hong, who was sweating profusely, could answer, Yan Yanyan, who was being protected behind Lan Yue, spoke up with shining eyes.

Yan Yanyan blinked, her eyes filled with disbelief.

What just happened happened in an instant. She was still processing the information from Yan Qing and Cao Shaolin's conversation when she suddenly made her move and then abruptly ended the conversation.

She only knew the general level of martial arts, but that didn't stop her from analyzing Yan Qing's prowess from the results.

"I told you, I'm very capable."

Yan Qing smiled at Yan Yanyan before finally turning her gaze to Cao Shaolin.

"There should be other martial artists around who came with you, Wanxing!"

After Yan Qing finished speaking to Cao Shaolin, he shouted something.

"Young Master!"

Wanxing, who had come from the kitchen to stand behind Yan Qing, respectfully responded.

"Deploy the army to capture all the unfamiliar martial artists in the city and around the town, and kill any who resist."

Yan Qing looked at Cao Shaolin and began to give instructions.

"yes!"

Wanxing accepted the order and went out, taking all the armed soldiers outside with her.

"How about it, Young Marshal Cao? Do you have anything else to say? Or you can try to see if your gun is faster or my fist is faster."

"Don't kill me, my life has greater value!"

Cao Shaolin knew he had no more trump cards left.

Martial artists are indeed powerful, but if they are exposed and ambushed by the army in a premeditated attack, those below the Gang Jin level have little chance of survival.

"Whether you live or die makes no difference; the Cao family won't abandon Jin Province because of you."

Yan Qing shook his head immediately after hearing this.

Since taking over the Yan family's martial arts power, he has sent all of these martial artists out and combined them with the intelligence department.

Therefore, Yan Qing was very clear about the intelligence in the surrounding area, including the personalities and methods of some warlords.

Cao Kun was a ruthless and ambitious man. Even if Cao Shaolin were his own son, Cao Kun would not have given up attacking Jin Province.

Upon hearing Yan Qing's words, Cao Shaolin's face turned ashen. He knew that if it were his father, Cao Ying, he might still have a chance to live, but his uncle, Cao Kun...

"You didn't order from the boss when you came in, right? Here's what we'll do: I just had the boss make ten bowls of beef noodles. We'll eat one bowl, and if you can finish the rest, you'll live!"

Looking at Cao Shaolin's ordinary-looking face, Yan Qing suddenly became interested for some reason.

After speaking, Yan Qing glanced at Lan Yue.

Lan Yue understood and walked towards the kitchen.

Not long after, Lan Yue returned, with the owner carrying a tray behind her.

The owner put down the tray, which contained six large bowls of beef noodles.

The bowls for these beef noodles are large, but you can't see the noodles because they are covered with a thick layer of beef, making them very filling.

There was also a small dish of chopped green onions on the side.

"I don't know if you eat scallions or not. If you don't, you don't have to add them."

Yan Qing asked the owner to put the beef noodles in front of Cao Shaolin, and then kindly reminded him.