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

Li Xin was interrupted as soon as he started to speak.

"Since you guessed it, you should understand that the Qing brand is not the first, nor will it be the last."

As long as the world remains this way, some people will never be completely eradicated.

“Master, I don’t quite agree with what you’re saying. Weeds are growing wildly in the fields… because they’ll just grow back even after you cut them. Are we just going to stand by and do nothing?”

Li Xin smiled and said, "The weeds are there, affecting the crops. I, your disciple, have a natural aversion to them, so I'll cut the weeds!"

What if it grows even longer? Just cut it again... As long as the sickle is sharp enough, the grass won't grow back.

"it is good."

Cheng Feiyan, listening nearby, blushed and cheered loudly.

Turning his head and meeting Cheng Yuanhua's gaze, he shrank back slightly, stood aside dejectedly, and remained silent.

"You child, you have quite the murderous intent. Now let me ask you, what if these weeds were also planted by humans?"

"That person deserves to die for planting these harmful weeds. Is he even human? If he's not human, he can only be a corpse."

Li Xin spoke with a firm and resounding tone, without pausing, as casually as brushing dust off his clothes.

"If the landowners don't care, they'll think you're meddling in their business."

Cheng Yuanhua asked again.

He looks like a contrarian.

In fact, there was already a hint of bitterness between his brows and at the corners of his mouth.

Li Xin shook his head: "Then why bother planting crops? This kind of person is not cut out for farming. Why not just take his land and have someone else farm it? Wouldn't that be better?"

This time, Cheng Yuanhua remained silent for a long time, then looked up and gave Li Xin a deep look before slowly saying, "Your martial arts are still a bit lacking. Your speed is fast enough, but your attack power is slightly insufficient."

Nowadays, one can only rely on foreign guns for protection, but a foreign gun is something that anyone can use, and therefore not reliable.

"If others don't have it, I have it; if others have it, I have it better. When the enemy advances, I retreat; when the enemy retreats, I pursue."

"That's not enough. With your style of doing things, you're too rigid and easily broken. Sooner or later you'll encounter a formidable enemy that you can't afford to offend, and you'll have to resort to force."

Cheng Yuanhua suddenly stood up straight, his clothes moving without any wind.

"Master, are you really going to fight?"

You think you can hurt me?

Cheng Yuanhua looked up at the sky.

"I really fired the gun," Li Xin confirmed again.

"Go ahead and show me how a real expert dodges bullets."

The two men were seven steps apart when Li Xin slowly raised the revolver in his hand.

Focus your attention and look at your master's left shoulder.

Then, it was discovered that there seemed to be wind moving, or like clothes moving, and an invisible vortex was gathering there.

When my gaze fell on my master's right hand, I saw that every hair on the back of his hand stood up.

At that moment, the skin throbbed like a heart.

"That's a bit unscientific."

Li Xin thought to himself.

It seems even more miraculous than being able to clearly see all the movements around you through [Void Reflection].

The master doesn't even need to look; he can sense it spontaneously.

Those two target points were the places I was thinking of shooting at.

"Then, what about using a feint to the east while attacking in the west, and changing tactics rapidly?"

With that in mind, Li Xin aimed at Master Cheng Yuanhua's right shoulder.

The moment the trigger was pulled, the muzzle suddenly shifted by a tiny angle with lightning speed. The bullet whooshed towards the master's right foot.

puff……

The bullet missed its target, leaving a tiny hole in the stone slab.

The master's right foot had somehow shifted three inches to the side, avoiding the bullet's trajectory.

"It's no use. Whether you do it intentionally or unintentionally, if you threaten me, I can't hit you."

Cheng Yuanhua shook his head.

This time, he simply turned around and faced away from Li Xin.

"Snapped……"

He slightly turned his body, and a bullet grazed his arm, missing its target and hitting the courtyard wall, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Master's skills are unparalleled, your disciple admires you immensely. No need to try, you can't hit him."

Li Xin spoke sincerely.

He knew that some masters, when they reached a high level of skill, would develop a "crisis sense".

This is an unreasonable ability.

But I never expected that Master Cheng Yuanhua would go so far in responding to emergencies.

Legend has it that a true master of the highest level of internal energy can spontaneously dodge attacks from knives and spears even while asleep.

Leaving aside attack speed and the ability to attack from all directions, even in terms of defense against sneak attacks, it surpasses my own "Three Heads and Six Arms, Void Reflection".

Because that ability is a passive skill.

It even touches on the concept of ability.

Any attack that threatens the body can be dodged, whether you are awake or asleep, whether you can see it or not.

You don't need to use your brain.

'Master, I finally know how you died.'

Li Xin muttered to himself.

Throughout history, even the best swimmers have drowned. The more confident a master is in their ability to withstand foreign guns and sneak attacks, the more likely they are to die by foreign guns.

There is a situation where you see it but can't avoid it, you sense the danger but have nowhere to escape.

"If, if there were a situation where you, Master, were standing in a place where you couldn't dodge, facing dozens of guns, with your front, back, left, and right sides blocked, how would you dodge?"

"I'm not dead, why would I put myself in danger?"

Cheng Yuanhua said irritably, "Remember, if you encounter an enemy that you can't hit even with your gun, the only thing you can do is turn around and run, run as far away as possible. As long as you're alive, you can always make a comeback."

Fearing he wouldn't remember it well, I tested the gun and gave him some instructions.

Cheng Yuanhua put a lot of thought into making this dish of vinegar and this pot of dumplings.

"Disciple will remember."

This time, Li Xin didn't make any jokes; he simply agreed seriously.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yuanhua's expression softened somewhat. After a moment's thought, he added, "Originally, I wouldn't have taught you about Qi perception so early. I was just afraid your foundation wasn't solid enough and you'd be overly ambitious."

But since we've already said it, let's just pass it on all at once.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Feiyan quickly moved a chair over from the side.

Cheng Yuanhua sat down with an air of nonchalance, thoroughly enjoying his daughter's attentiveness.

My mood brightened considerably.

"As the old saying goes: strength doesn't beat fists, and fists don't beat internal skills. Xin'er, what do you think this internal skill is?"

"Could it be skill, cultivation, or technique?"

Li Xin recalled his past life and tentatively asked.

Some things are understood by each individual.

He was unsure what the core of his master's lineage of Bagua cultivation was.

Everyone says that the true teachings can be summarized in a single sentence, and each school and sect has its own true teachings.

Clearly, the master is about to teach the real stuff.

What you said is all true, but not entirely accurate.

In our internal martial art, Baguazhang, the so-called "gong" refers to the methods of controlling qi and blood and utilizing strength.

In my understanding, the true skill lies in the [Qian Yuan Fierce Fire Force].

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Chapter Thirty-Four: An Unforgivable Calamity

At this point, Cheng Yuanhua extended his right hand, gesturing for Li Xin to shake it.

"Xin'er, carefully feel and remember the most subtle reactions of your body."

"it is good."

Li Xin reached out and gently grasped it.

Where the palms touched, a warm, comforting sensation, like the winter sun, emanated from them.

His arm trembled slightly, and a ripple spread throughout his body...

It's hard to describe the feeling; it's as if something has slipped out of my control.

The line of sight suddenly rose higher.

Li Xin looked down and found that his feet were already half a foot off the ground.

He moved his wrist and found that he could move it, but his body was lifted up by his master.

It seemed that, besides muscles, bones, skin, and flesh, there was something deep within his body that supported him and was being controlled by his master.

That thing is invisible and intangible, yet it truly exists.

"This is... Qi?"

"That's right. External training focuses on muscles, bones, and skin, while internal training focuses on internal organs, blood, and marrow. Our internal martial arts mainly train the vital energy within the internal organs."

Cheng Yuanhua opened up and spoke without reservation: "Strengthening muscles and bones, refining skin and flesh, this kind of external martial arts is actually about training strength."

When refined to its peak, its combat power is extremely strong and should not be underestimated.

But if you really want to go far, sooner or later you have to take the path of working from the outside in, gathering strength and transforming it into energy.

Only by strengthening one's qi and blood, nourishing one's primordial energy, and consolidating one's strength can one transform into innate qi, undergo a complete metamorphosis, and extend one's lifespan.

"There is no doubt about this point. Whether it is the Qi cultivators of the pre-Qin period, the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic, or the classics of Taoism and Buddhism, they have all said this principle."

When ordinary people practice martial arts, their muscles and bones become strong, their skin and flesh become firm, and their strength is integrated into their whole being.

Just like when you throw a punch, you gather the power of your whole body; we call this "whole-body power".

In reality, this is merely the integration of forces, a concerted effort, and cannot be described as "exerting energy".

Only by grasping the flow of qi and blood, understanding its fluctuations and rhythms, and controlling the movement of qi can one truly possess power.

Upon hearing this, Li Xin felt it was incredibly profound, as if he were about to develop a brain, yet he still didn't quite understand.

This is certainly not because I lack comprehension skills; it's probably because my master, being an ancient person, tends to speak in a way that's often vague and unclear.

To put it bluntly, he's not very good at teaching apprentices.

He turned to look at Cheng Feiyan.

I couldn't help but look at them with new respect.

She thought to herself, "My master taught me this way, and I've actually mastered the art of internal energy cultivation. No, I mean, I can actually understand it. That's truly remarkable."

Cheng Feiyan immediately understood what Li Xin was thinking when she saw his blank look.

Suppressing a laugh, he gestured and said, "Junior brother, have you ever seen a great river?"

"I've seen you before, what's wrong?"