Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

Ma Shiqing's gaze was cold and sharp. Although he felt a little more apprehensive and his eyes were filled with murderous intent, he ultimately held back.

Moreover, he didn't think that his lightness skill alone could block his [Eight Gates Heavenly Star Brush].

Even with superb light-foot skills, one can only escape; to defeat the enemy, one must fight.

With his iron-clad arms and the Heavenly Judge's Pen, he judges Yin and Yang and divides life and death.

As long as you get within three feet, it's absolutely impossible to miss.

Just now, his arms were too short, and without a weapon, he was always three inches short.

But precisely because of this, he felt even more confident, believing he had thoroughly grasped Li Xin's abilities.

"As I said, apart from his judge's pen technique, which is somewhat interesting, Brother Ma's other skills are nothing special."

I find it strange, how could my senior brother possibly prevent me from becoming the martial arts champion?

"Have confidence and ambition."

This time, Ma Shiqing didn't get angry but smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

Without looking back, he led the eight soldiers who had gotten up and left.

A table of food and drinks had just been served.

But no one paid any attention.

The shopkeepers didn't dare to greet anyone, keeping their heads down in fear and trepidation. They didn't even dare to show the slightest hint of complaint.

This shows how renowned the Crab Horse was.

……

"So, he came to win over the young master."

However, that's a bit too stingy...

"A mere garrison post is hardly worthy of our young master."

Zhuang Hongxiu said earnestly.

Li Xin was amused and slowly walked down the street, shaking his head and saying, "Do you really think he's here to build connections and do favors?"

No, he's here to find out more about me...

From the very beginning, this person harbored ill intentions. His murderous intent was deeply hidden, but it couldn't escape my notice.

It cannot be hidden from the spiritual perception of [psychic].

The gray-black aura emanating from the other party was almost comparable to that of the Japanese devils.

If it weren't for the sake of my master, or rather, my senior master...

Upon meeting today, Li Xin had already taken advantage of the other party being alone and killed him on the spot.

But it doesn't matter anyway.

We'll see each other in a couple of days anyway.

We'll see then how powerful those judge's pens and iron arms really are.

"Better to provoke Changshou than Shiqing, what a prestigious reputation..."

"Besides, Hongxiu, haven't I told you that I don't want to be an official?"

Looking at Zhuang Hongxiu's somewhat lost expression, Li Xin thought to himself that this girl ultimately could not escape the limitations of her time.

There is a strong emphasis on officialdom.

In her view, being able to become an official and bring honor to one's ancestors is naturally a very glorious and happy thing.

Even though her father was punished by the court for his defeat in battle, and her family lived a miserable life.

He was still not disappointed in the court or the world.

This is determined by a person's background.

Li Xin did not look down on the other party's vision.

"So be it, I'll stay out of office. Wherever the young master goes, I'll go. This carefree life is actually better than that."

Zhuang Hongxiu secretly glanced at Li Xin.

Suddenly, he said softly.

"Which one is that?"

"That's the one, you decide for yourself."

The word "emperor" carried too much weight in her heart, and she simply couldn't bring herself to say it.

"If, when I took the martial arts exam, I not only didn't kneel, but instead pressed down on the emperor's dog head..."

Let him reluctantly announce that I am the top martial arts champion. And then, parade me through the streets in ostentatious display. Do you think the world will descend into chaos then?

"Oh, that won't work."

"If I say it's okay, then it's okay."

Li Xin laughed heartily.

……

Back to Li Garden.

Li Xin routinely took medicine and practiced cultivation, drawing the [Life Character].

Practice the newly transformed [Qiankun Jin] until you are proficient.

Feeling the internal energy within his body surging again, he sighed with pleasure.

"It's almost here. With the help of the precious medicine, the speed of cultivating qi and blood and internal strength is even faster than the growth of [physical constitution]."

"Once my internal energy is fully replenished, my combat strength will be at least one or two times stronger than it was back at the Sakura Pavilion."

If I were to criticize myself back then, it would be like disciplining a child.

Not to mention that mental control of [physical] and [agility] is more refined, resulting in faster and more precise attacks, and stronger neural reactions.

In terms of attack power, internal strength is a weakness.

Now it's become the longest one.

If someone takes advantage of my youth and tries to fight me head-on, I'm afraid I'll suffer a great loss.

……

"Young Master!"

It was nearing noon.

Before dinner was even served, some of the boys Li Yuan had sent out had already returned.

However, this time they didn't run back on their own; two of them had to be carried back.

"Little Tiger..."

Zhuang Hongxiu's face was extremely pale, and she hurried to the door to greet them.

It was then observed that, in addition to the broken leg that had not fully healed, Luo Xiaohu's other supporting leg was also broken.

Not only him.

Yang Fan also lost a leg.

Both men were sweating profusely, and one of their right legs was twisted and the bone was bent backward.

The broken area was red, swollen, and bleeding, with the skin and flesh turned inside out, clearly indicating that it had been broken by a blunt object.

"Are they from the Qing family or from Prince Yi's residence?"

"The person who made the move was dressed in black and had his face covered, so his background was unknown. However, he was tall and strong, and looked like someone who knew martial arts."

Yang Fan said through gritted teeth.

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Chapter 110 Pressing Increasingly

"I heard it clearly: someone in the corner of the room called the masked man 'Senior Brother'."

Although they spoke very softly afterward, I've always had very sensitive hearing, and I managed to catch a couple of sentences.

Luo Xiaohu had injuries to both legs, and he was clenching his teeth and not uttering a sound.

He forced himself to speak at this point.

"No rush, tell me slowly. Xiaowan, go get some medicine for their injuries, I'll treat their legs."

Li Xin gave the instructions.

Without specifying what kind of herbal decoction it is, it is simply called "Nourishing Spirit Decoction".

This time, Li Xiaowan learned her lesson and didn't ask any more questions. She gave a timid reply and went to get busy.

She knew that the most important thing in treating Yang Fan and Luo Xiaohu's legs was not the medicine.

Luo Xiaohu thought for a moment and organized his thoughts, saying, "The tall, masked man said something that made him so arrogant... Even Master didn't dare to step forward and acted like a coward. How dare a country bumpkin be so ignorant of his own limitations."

"Don't learn the next sentence, what else is there?"

Li Xin shook his head, thinking to himself, Luo Xiaohu is really an honest kid. Although he doesn't look as dull and wooden as Dong Zhu, his personality is actually even more straightforward.

They can't say a single kind word.

Otherwise, even with his broken leg lying on the street corner, he could at least beg for some food.

As a result, he could starve to death in a short time, not far from the restaurant.

When Zhuang Hongxiu took him in, he was barely alive.

"Another person said: It's just to give face to his master, and it's also a crucial moment for both sides to restrain each other."

Anyone else doing that would have lost several lives. This time, we'll teach him a lesson and make him behave."

Luo Xiaohu said earnestly.

Li Xin suspected that he had even imitated the tone of voice.

The contempt and disdain in his words, even coming from an eleven-year-old child, still made him furious.

Cheng Feiyan was even angrier than him: "It must be someone surnamed Ma. That guy is extremely arrogant. Even when he sees Father, he acts all high and mighty."

When the third senior brother was on duty, he found fault with him, and after a few inappropriate words, he beat the third senior brother so badly that he was bedridden for several months.

Moreover, the man surnamed Ma, relying on his position as the eldest prince's martial arts instructor, always spoke of the authentic Bagua...

He even opened a Tianxing Hall outside Chongwen Gate. He took in some disciples, who were just as arrogant.

Just as I finished speaking, a man with a stern face walked in through the gate.

"Big brother, what brings you here?"

Cheng Feiyan's expression was somewhat unnatural.

Her injuries had almost healed, but instead of going home to recuperate, she stayed in the Li family's courtyard.

Although the two houses are not far apart.

This behavior is indeed somewhat inappropriate.

I'm afraid of running into someone I know, let alone a relative.

Cheng Youlong had no time to tease his younger sister. He asked with concern, "Is your injury any better? I told you it's not safe outside, but you insisted on getting involved. Now look what happened... Alright, alright, I won't say anything more about it."

"Junior brother, Father asked me to tell you that Senior Uncle Yin came to ask him to play chess earlier and stayed for more than an hour before leaving..."

"I know what to do, thank you, senior brother."

I wasn't sure at first, but now I've pretty much figured out what's going on.

No wonder there's a saying in the city: "Better to mess with Changshou than Shiqing."

Is that Senior Brother Ma really that dirty-minded?