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

Therefore, level of understanding is not enough; actual combat experience is the most important.

The winner becomes king, the loser becomes a thief.

Cheng Yuanhua is someone he can't afford to offend.

Not only Cheng Yuanhua, but also people like Wang Wu with the big knife and Song Zhichao with the divine fist, when they meet on ordinary days, even though they are peers, they have to be more or less careful.

If you're not as strong as others, there's nothing you can do.

Monk Jinzhong, not wanting to escalate the situation further, retorted, "Your escort agency may not be anything special, but it has an extremely wide network of connections. You can speak with influence in almost every one of the thirty-seven official residences and forty-two merchant mansions."

I need you to find a way to spread the message as widely as possible. Say: "Nezha, the Third Prince, is going to lead the way in establishing new laws, eliminating the conservative and corrupt. He will wield his sharp knife to cut flesh and create a new, bright and just world..."

"call out……"

This plan is extremely vicious.

Just how much do they hate that young martial arts master?

Thinking of Li Xin's agility and quick thinking, as well as his calm and generous nature, Wu Yongzhong suddenly realized that although he had overestimated him, he might have underestimated him.

He quickly realized what was going on.

"So your two disciples really did die at his hands."

However, given the master's temperament, he was just a disciple; once he died, he was gone, and there was no need for him to hold such a grudge.

Could it be that the nights in the capital are now so intimidating that no one dares to commit robbery anymore?

"Be careful what you say, Master Wu. You know that five thousand taels of silver is not something you can earn easily."

Besides spreading the word, your escort agency also needs to send people to receive the goods being transported from the Taihang Mountains area.

No matter what you do, not a single one of those one hundred medicinal seedlings can be missing.

Wu Yongzhong knew exactly what the so-called "medicinal seedlings" were; they were nothing more than young boys and girls collected from various places.

The Blissful Cult not only plunders young girls, but also secretly consumes large numbers of children; no one knows what they are doing.

Surely they're not training assassins?

This matter shouldn't be thought about too much.

"This is a dangerous matter, and the price isn't enough. It should be at least ten thousand taels."

"Eight thousand taels. If you can do it, then do it. If you can't, then pretend I never said it."

"Row."

After the two reached an agreement, Wu Yongzhong was all smiles and in a very good mood.

He had no other hobbies in his life except for a deep love of gold and silver.

In this capital city, when it comes to wealth, apart from the palace, who dares to rival the eminent monks of the Great Snow Mountain?

He felt no psychological pressure at all about making money off them.

There's no need to worry about being fleeced all at once. There's plenty of time, and there will definitely be more opportunities for cooperation.

"By the way, if I may ask, Master, you'd rather spend a lot of money than take action yourself. Is it because your injuries haven't healed yet, or are you worried about Cheng Yuanhua watching?"

"That's none of your concern. Hmph, even tigers have their moments of weakness."

Soon, Cheng Yuanhua no longer had the energy to keep an eye on his junior disciple's home.

His precious daughter was pure and intelligent, yet he dared to let her wander around and even run amok in front of the Dongyi delegation.

Is Sakura Sword Master Willow Grove Wind worried that his own demon sword lacks spirituality?

"If I were to bestow upon this person a sword spirit of vengeful devotion, do you think Yagyu would be extremely grateful to the Buddha?"

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Chapter Fifty-Six: Drawing Dragons and Tigers, Seeking an Entrance Halfway Through

"I never expected that Zhang Yuanhao, that guy with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a rough face, would be so ruthless."

To resort to underhanded tactics in a fair and square fight is truly despicable.

The group from Huiyou Escort Agency had already left.

The onlookers from the martial arts world gradually dispersed.

Cheng Feiyan was still indignant when she recalled the dangerous scene from before.

It can only be said that it's easy to draw a dragon or a tiger, but difficult to draw their bones; one can know a person's face, but not their heart.

The other party has a great reputation and acts in a grand and imposing manner, yet they have such a hidden trick up their sleeve.

If it weren't for Li Xin's cunning move of switching places with someone else, it would be truly unimaginable. Today, the outcome might have been completely different.

Li Xin shook his head: "In a life-or-death battle, no means are too extreme. It wouldn't be surprising if he pulled out a foreign gun halfway through."

Sometimes you can't overestimate your opponent's character; once you make a move, you should anticipate the worst possible outcome.

"No wonder my junior brother wasn't surprised at all, dodging with such ease. Instead, he seized the opportunity when the opponent's moves were worn out and delivered a fatal blow."

The more Cheng Feiyan looked at her junior brother, the more satisfied she became.

Compared to his senior brothers, including his eldest brother, he seemed rather dull and inflexible.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have allowed one of their daughters to bear the title of "Feiyan the Most Virtuous".

In the eyes of others, this is extremely high praise.

In Cheng Feiyan's eyes, it was actually an insult to her own Cheng family's gossip.

Girls, they'll get married sooner or later, what do they need a reputation for?

It's not like taking the imperial examination to become an official.

"Sigh, this sect is such a headache. In the end, it will have to rely on me, a mere woman, to hold it up. Fortunately, my junior brother has arrived."

Cheng Feiyan was both excited and disappointed.

Suddenly remembering something, she paused slightly and said in a low voice, "Don't take what I told you before the competition seriously. It was just something your senior sister said casually to encourage you, and I don't remember it at all now."

"Which sentence? Are you referring to the time after I won, when they gave me a bath?"

"Pah, who gave you a bath? Come on, go take a bath and see... I'm talking about loosening your bones and tendons."

"Let's do some muscle relaxation then. I just finished a workout. Ugh, my herniated disc, my pelvis, everything aches..."

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Cheng Feiyan suddenly looked up and gazed behind Li Xin.

His ears turned red when he spoke.

Li Xin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly realized that he hadn't seen anyone from his [Void Reflection] perspective.

He found it amusing and turned around cooperatively, only hearing a faint sound.

When I turned around again, I found that Senior Sister Feiyan had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

His movements and speed were three points faster than when he practiced his moves in the past.

"Truly worthy of the name Flying Swallow."

Li Xin let out a long sigh of relief.

Before the martial arts competition, he dared to say anything to boost his morale.

After the battle, the enemy was gone.

At this moment, when he saw his senior sister, who genuinely looked like she was going to keep her promise and didn't take it as a joke at all, he felt a little awkward.

After all, they are people of the martial arts world, and nowadays they value keeping their word.

If I really insist on doing it, my junior sister might just grit her teeth and keep helping me loosen my bones.

At twelve years old, in my previous life, I was just a primary school student.

In this life, if one matures early, it's about time to prepare for marriage.

I need to be careful in the future and never be so flirtatious again.

Otherwise, something terrible will happen.

After much effort, he managed to ramble on and on, making his senior sister so embarrassed that she ran away, thus letting the matter drop.

Li Xin then carefully recalled the events of his previous battle with Zhang Yuanhao.

"To be honest, without guns, I haven't really won many games."

If it's just a friendly spar, activating the [Divine Strike Technique] and unleashing the [Erlang Zhenjun's Divine Intent], the fist and sword techniques become incredibly varied and exquisite, allowing for complete suppression at will.

However, Zhang Yuanhao, who claims to be half-step into the realm of transformation, is not yet a true master of transformation and has not achieved the ability to spread his qi throughout his body.

If you really encounter an opponent who wields force with unparalleled skill, can listen to and neutralize force, and has a strong sense of danger.

My signature moves will be largely neutralized.

Often, it requires hand-to-hand combat and weapon parrying. That's when your weaknesses will be exposed.

What are the shortcomings?

It is clear.

Despite delivering a powerful, unobstructed palm strike to Zhang Yuanhao's abdomen, Shenque point, it failed to completely cripple his fighting ability.

in other words.

The opponent withstood the heavy blow simply because of his physical strength.

Zhang Yuanhao was already like that.

What about opponents who are physically stronger than him?

For example, the monk Jinzhong.

If a real fight broke out, he doubted whether the knife in his hand could actually cut through the opponent's body defenses.

Even if it's a cut, it's probably a minor injury.

Faced with an enemy of this level, what would be the outcome in a life-or-death confrontation?

If force cannot penetrate, can soft force?

Or, is it that only by activating one's internal energy and breaking through the opponent's defenses can one severely injure or even kill them?

Ultimately, it was because I wasn't strong enough and my physique wasn't robust enough.

If I could exert two or three thousand catties of force with every move I made, and then combine that with explosive power...

Even a steel ball can be smashed into a discus.

"Since the black letter has already been delivered to Wan Hua Lou and they have already made their promises, we can't expect them to be very ethical."

It's quite possible that an unexpectedly powerful figure might appear.

"I must improve my physical condition as soon as possible. I thought that in this era where foreign guns were dominant, training only in attack power wouldn't be very useful."

As it turns out, they still didn't put themselves in his shoes.

Seeing only the magnificent military might and overwhelming artillery fire of later generations, they thought of using evasion as the primary means of combat.

However, they failed to carefully consider that, at this stage, single-target attack and defense can actually determine many things, even matters of life and death.

"This is not that era, nor is it a battlefield confrontation."

"Originally, we decided to postpone our plans, but now it seems that we really need to acquire the century-old Ganoderma lucidum that Yong'an Hall may possess as soon as possible."

According to Yang Shoucheng, the owner behind Yong'an Hall doesn't seem to be someone who follows the rules.

The old Ganoderma lucidum in his house couldn't be obtained openly; it was definitely impossible to buy it through normal means.

"And what about my second uncle's family? I wonder how many of his century-old ginseng roots are left?"

What kind of expression would they have if they saw me carrying a large sum of money?

Thoughts were swirling in my mind.

Li Xin bid farewell to his master and prepared to take another dose of the herbal medicine to continue practicing his boxing skills.

Even without precious and rare medicines, the medicines provided by Huichuntang can still help one advance further.