Superior of Martial arts: Volume 1

By Hua Luoyiliunian

The meaning of life lay in good and evil, and the meaning of martial arts lay in the peak!The essence of martial arts was not invincibility, but the pursuit of declining martial arts spirit.......This was a song about breaking the liver and breaking the intestines. Where would one find a friend in life?A martial artist that had embarked on a slow journey to comprehend the wonders of life, his life began to change at this moment.Ten years of the night rain of the martial arts world, the night rain of the martial arts world is not a worry!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Dec 13, 2019
• ISBN: 9781647815554

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CHAPTER 1 - REFINED QI

Northern China, FengLin City, a small mountain village, the autumn is strong.

Brother … It's time to eat! " A delicate and pretty little girl ran into the field of bracts and then threw herself into the arms of her brother.

Little sister, look at this move. It's called the Dragon Swinging Tail! The boy held a little book in his hand. Although the pages were a little yellow, it was already broken.

Bro, stop looking. Hurry up and go eat. I'm hungry. The little girl pouted and pulled her brother up with a pitiful look, Xiao Rou is tired and can't walk anymore.

Xiao Rou is hungry, let's go eat. The boy squatted down and let his sister lie on his back. He carried Xiao Rou on his back and walked out of the bract.

Xiao Rou doesn't want to leave brother. We will always be together, right?

Of course, in the future, big brother will always accompany you and won't let anyone bully you. The boy's name was Wu Junxuan, and he was born in a martial arts family, but for some reason his family avoided him.

Wu Junxuan and his sister and their uncle had been living together ever since their parents had died in an accident many years ago.

The two of them walked into a farmhouse. In the middle of the house, a middle-aged man sat on a chair beside a stone table. The man appeared to be in his forties, dressed in coarse cloth clothes and holding a pipe in his hand. He was sipping a cigarette.

Where did the two of you go to play? Why aren't you coming back to eat?

I'll go and bring the dishes out … Wu Xiaoluo stuck out her tongue, made a face, and ran into the tiled room.

Wu Jiangxiong said softly, Little Xuan, how old are you this year?

After my birthday next month, I'll be eighteen. Wu Jiangxiong slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and tapped the bottom of his shoes with the pipe holder.

Uncle, it's time to eat. Wu Xiaoluo carried the food out and placed it on the stone table. She was two years younger than her brother. She had a weak constitution and was very ill, so she would often faint.

Wu Jiangxiong said in a deep voice, You started practicing martial arts with me when you were six or seven, and now you have some foundation. However, you are still short on time and need more practice.

Uncle, but no matter how much I train, I still haven't made any progress. Isn't that a bit wrong? Wu Junxuan had been practicing the art of the kingdom since he was young, and all he did was practice the basics. It was boring for him.

Wu Jiangxiong frowned and said, Do you think it's that easy to cultivate? Hurry up and eat then. Let me see how you're doing.

After Wu Junxuan finished his meal, he threw a punch in the yard, which was accompanied by a huff, huff, huff. He stomped his foot on the ground, producing a sonic boom as his fist landed in the air, full of momentum and vigor!

Wu Junxuan had practiced this boxing style for a few years, and he had mastered it very well.

I've asked you to practice well every day, but you just don't put it to heart. You're still unsteady on your stance. How many days have you not practiced your stance training for?

Wu Jiangxiong had been away for a month and Wu Junxuan was taking advantage of this opportunity to laze around. He didn't expect his uncle to see through it.

Stand still! Wu Junxuan curled his lips and slightly bent his legs, pulling out his chest and back, letting his qi sink into his dantian …

Uncle will teach you Tiger Leopard Palm today! Wu Jiangxiong's figure flashed. His seemingly simple palm lightly landed on Wu Junxuan's chest, and he immediately felt a force push him out.

You actually took advantage of the fact that I'm not at home to slack off and train. Wu Junxuan's legs loosened, and his body flew backward and fell to the ground.

Big brother … Wu Xiaoru ran to help Wu Junxuan up with a worried look on her face.

Don't help him! Xiao Rou, go inside the house …"

Got it … Wu Xiaoluo pouted and walked into the tiled room. She leaned against the door and looked at Wu Junxuan worriedly.

Wu Junxuan slowly stood up. He felt a sharp pain in his chest. The shock from earlier had hurt his internal organs.

Wu Jiangxiong frowned and said, This is called kung fu, the chest is a person's dead point, if you are hit in the chest, you will die for sure.

A martial artist had two crucial points. One was the chest and the other was the ribs. If an expert were to spar with them, they could lose their life if they were hit by the opponent.

You are not allowed to sleep tonight, stand up for one night and practice. This is your punishment!

One night? Uncle, I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again. " Seeing that his uncle was adamant on not backing down, Wu Junxuan had no choice but to accept it silently. He could only listen to his uncle and didn't dare to refute him in the slightest.

Wu Junxuan took a deep breath, gathered his spirit, and readied his Eight Extreme Stance Technique. This was also the basic art of Baji Fist.

Grab the sky with all ten toes, lean on Mt. Tai while holding a baby's elbow … This was what the three years' training had meant.

The power of the Eight Level Fist could even reach the four directions of the Eight Extreme Trigram.

Wu Junxuan slowly regulated the Qi in his body, focusing on calmness as he reached all the meridians and meridians in his body. After two hours, Wu Junxuan felt the energy in his muscles and bones being replenished. His body felt like it was expanding, and he could feel a slight heat spreading throughout his body, as if a stream of heat was flowing through his dantian.

Although it was autumn and the mountain village was unusually cold late at night, Wu Junxuan didn't feel the slightest bit of cold. On the contrary, as the blood and Qi in his body flowed, it warmed his entire body.

Unknowingly, he felt as if he was standing in the middle of heaven and earth, with his feet on the clouds.

That's right, that's more like it! Wu Jiangxiong had nothing he could do for his nephew. If it wasn't for his family's decline, he wouldn't have started to teach Baji Fist when Wu Junxuan was seven or eight years old. The purpose was to allow him to protect himself. After all, he could not always be by his side.

Alright, stop and take a rest. Wu Junxuan took a deep breath and sat down on a nearby stone bench.

Wu Jiangxiong said in a low voice, Do you know why I made you stand up for me? The essence of Baji Fist lies in basic skills. One has to be old if one can't do a solid foundation!

The foundation of the martial arts of the kingdom was on three levels. First, it was for the bone, second, and third. The three types of the martial arts were the 'Bright, Dark, and Strength'.

The main thing was his strong bones, strong tendons, and the vigorous life force of his bone marrow.

It was just like a weak praying mantis. It could use its weak arms to block an opponent who was several times stronger than itself. It was much stronger than itself!

Of course, in addition to these three levels, there were also the Supreme Force, Dantian, Void Transformation, and these three realms. To anyone else, these were but legends.

Following the shadows and shadows, one could exert strength in the air and suppress others as one pleased.

Right now, Wu Junxuan's skill could only be considered as the first step into the state of 'refining qi'. Breaking through this level would still require a long period of time to cultivate. What's more, the essence of the Eight Level Fist Art was, One practiced clumsiness like a mad demon, two trained softness like a closed door, three trained inches with an inch to move in and out, four practiced freedom of movement like a lazy dragon sleeping …

In order to practice the Eight Extreme Fist well, one had to first remove the stiff strength of the muscles on one's body, making them elastic. It was like a person who had been exercising for many years; although the muscles were very firm, they were unable to unleash the power to hurt others.

Uncle, when can you teach me true kung fu? I've been practicing basic kung fu since I was young, and I've been practicing for ten years now.

I'll start teaching you new things tomorrow. Get some iron sand and canvas. Wu Junxuan was thrilled to hear that his uncle was going to teach him new moves.

You should go train for a while more, then go to sleep. Tomorrow morning, you should wake up early to train.

Got it, Uncle! After two rounds of basic martial arts, Wu Junxuan returned to the room after washing up. Xiao Rou had fallen asleep and was very fond of her sister, Wu Junxuan.

Big brother … You're back. Wu Xiaoluo rubbed her eyes and sat up, yawning as she murmured, I'm already warm from covering the bed.

Wu Junxuan took off his jacket and lay down beside him. Xiao Rou lay in his arms like a kitten. The two siblings had been relying on each other ever since they were young. Every night, Xiao Rou would pester her brother to tell him stories.

Brother, will we be better off in the future than now?

Of course I will. When I've learnt enough martial arts, I will take you to see a doctor in a big city and buy a big house there!

Great, I want to eat a lot of delicious food at that time. I want to wear beautiful clothes. The two siblings dreamed of their future lives. If it wasn't for their parents having left them long ago, the two of them would probably be like their peers, having the close protection of their parents and leading a blissful life.

However, just a few years ago, everything had changed. The originally wealthy families had become destitute. The next morning, Wu Junxuan walked out of his house just as the sun was rising. His uncle, Wu Jiangxiong, was stretching his muscles and bones in his yard.

Go and get the iron pot from the wall, set up the stove, and pour the iron sand in. Wu Jiangxiong walked over and pointed at the two bags of iron sand by the wall, I will teach you Iron Palm today!

Using iron sand to temper his hands made them as hard as steel. The initial training process was very painful, and the hands were as itchy as if they were on fire, and the ten fingers of his hands could not bend even after reaching the middle stage of the training. Practicing iron sand palm was a very long process, during which one needed to use drugs to soak his hands in order to prevent the iron sand palm from emitting poisonous gas, which penetrated deep into the skin.

CHAPTER 2 - INSULTING

Wu Junxuan set up the stove and poured a bag of iron sand into it.

First watch me practice. Wu Jiangxiong walked in front of the iron pot and rolled up his sleeves. He slowly pushed out his arms and channeled all the strength in his body into his hands.

Wu Jiangxiong inserted his hands into the scorching hot iron sand a few times, just like he was frying chestnuts. Wu Jiangxiong's hands slowly began to work, after which he walked to the table beside him, where two stones were placed. Wu Jiangxiong used a bit of strength and struck the rock with his palm.

Crack … With a crisp sound, the rock was split apart.

Wu Junxuan was surprised. Uncle, you're amazing!

Our sect's Iron Sand Palm is also known as the 'Breaking Stone Hand'. It has the power to split mountains and break rocks. The one who strikes lightly breaks bones, and the one who strikes heavily dies immediately.

Wu Jiangxiong smeared a bottle of medicine on his hands and said, Do as I said just now. Pay attention to sinking your Qi into your Dantian and use your hands naturally.

Wu Junxuan took a horse stance and stood in front of the iron pot. Like his uncle, he inserted his hands into the iron sand. Ahh! At this moment, the iron sand had already been heated to the extreme, and once his hands were stuck in the sand, it was as if he was on fire. The pain was unbearable.

Continue practicing... Practice everyday for half an hour, then train your strength! Wu Jiangxiong picked up his jacket and walked in front of the door, I'm going out for a while. Practice hard and don't be lazy!"

Got it, Uncle!

Who would use a meat palm to insert iron sand? What's the difference between this and self-mutilation! Although Wu Junxuan thought this in his heart, he couldn't go against his uncle's wishes. He could only continue to endure the pain of the fire.

Twenty minutes later, Wu Junxuan's hands looked like they were wearing a layer of gloves. His ten fingers were stiff, and the skin on his hands was a little dry. Some parts of his skin had been scratched by iron sand.

Come here and drag the sandbag in! Wu Jiangxiong walked in carrying a sandbag made of canvas and hung it on an iron rack in the yard.

I'll now teach you techniques and methods of exertion … Wu Jiangxiong walked in front of the sandbag and swung his right hand forward, using a whip to hit the sandbag. He combined the whip with his body transformation and each blow from his palms sent the sandbag flying high.

Make a move quickly, and with the power of a whip, bring it to its peak! Wu Junxuan's hands felt like they were on fire. As they struck the sandbags, the pain in his hands became unbearable.

Next time, remember to rub the medicine after inserting the iron sand! With that, Wu Jiangxiong sat down on a stone table beside him. Wu Xiaoluo came out with a cup of tea and placed it on the stone table.

Big brother … You should rest for a while. "

I can't rest, I'll continue to train. Starting from today, I'll train for eight hours a day.

Wu Junxuan's mouth was wide open, and he almost cried. Eight hours later, he would probably die from training.

You have to throw out your arms, but you have to use your waist strength! As Wu Junxuan swung his arm, his entire body was filled with energy which made a cracking sound faintly.

This was the reason why Wu Jiangxiong wanted him to practice his basic skills for a few years first. Once his martial arts came out, he would be able to defeat the enemy with his techniques and techniques.

If he didn't even have any skill, he might even lose his life, let alone a fight. In the remaining month, Wu Junxuan did the same thing almost every day. Not only did his body not become crippled from training, it had even become stronger.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed and Wu Junxuan's skill had increased. His hands were now at the intermediate stage, like a pair of iron claws.

Today is your birthday. After you finish your practice, go buy some food and drink. You must eat more meat during the training. Otherwise, it would be a waste of your energy to not keep up.

During the period of the Republic of China, some martial arts experts had to submit to the imperial government or government officials in order to constantly replenish their physical strength. Some of them even needed to use medicinal herbs to strengthen themselves, so this was one of the reasons why they were poor.

Wu Junxuan put on his coat and walked out of the courtyard. There were only a few dozen households in the village, making it a paradise.

Wu Junxuan came to a butcher's shop. Over the past month, his appetite had grown and grew.

Boss, give me two catties of beef!

Alright … The boss happily cut off two catties of beef and passed it to Wu Junxuan. Wu Junxuan handed the money over and walked over to another tavern. His uncle usually didn't have any hobbies, he just enjoyed drinking wine.

Young man, do you want to buy wine?

Buy two bottles of wine … Wu Junxuan's family lived in seclusion here, and they rarely contacted the outside world. Very few people in the village knew them.

Wu Junxuan picked up a bag of cooked food and walked towards his home. However, just as he reached the intersection, he saw two or three people blocking his path.

Wu Junxuan had known these three ever since he was young. They were the three villains whose parents were village cadres who often bullied people by relying on their power.

The village chief's surname was Liu. One of the three young evildoers was called Liu Bo, and the other two were called Liu Wei and Liu Yu.

In the early days, Wu Junxuan had often been bullied by them, and they had fought many times over it. But because Wu Junxuan only had the ability to resist attacks, he didn't fight, so he was always beaten black and blue.

Halt!

What do you want?

Liu Bo said softly, After so many years, I've grown taller and stronger!

I don't know why, but the moment I saw you, I wanted to beat you up!

Wu Junxuan frowned and said, I don't want to fight with you guys, I promise Uncle I won't!

Liu Wei smiled and said, So it's your uncle's obedient baby. If it's like this, don't do it. Remember, don't do it.

Pah! A slap landed on Wu Junxuan's face. He clenched his fists tightly and stared fixedly at Liu Bo and the other two.

Why are you unconvinced? The three men saw that Wu Junxuan didn't want to attack, so they threw punches and kicks at him. Wu Junxuan held his head tight. To him, these punches and kicks were like tickling.

Brother … Why did you hit my brother! " Wu Xiaoxiao ran over and pushed Liu Bo away, standing in front of Wu Junxuan to protect him.

This girl has been a beauty for the past few years, let big brother hug her!

Don't... Don't come near me!

Then continue fighting … Wu Junxuan quickly said, You can hit me, but don't hurt my sister.

Damn it! The brothers and sisters are both in need of a beating! " Liu Bo slapped Wu Xiaoluo on the face. Blood instantly flowed out of Wu Xiaoluo's nose.

Xiao Rou … How are you? " Wu Junxuan tried his best to protect Wu Xiaoluo, and his heart was set ablaze with anger.

I think that brat is still the same as always. Let's go play and ignore them. The three of them smiled and left. Wu Junxuan quickly carried Xiao Rou and ran back home.

Wu Xiaoxiao was born weak. As long as she bled, she would not be able to stop. Wu Xiaoluo's face turned pale and she fainted in his arms.

Uncle, Xiao Rou fainted!

Quick, carry him into the house! Wu Junxuan carried Xiao Rou into the room and put her on the bed.

Blood kept flowing out of Wu Xiaoluo's nose, staining her clothes red.

You can go first … Wu Junxuan walked out worriedly. Soon, his uncle came out of the house.

With a gloomy face, Wu Jiangxiong walked over and struck Wu Junxuan's chest with his palm.

Pfft! Wu Junxuan felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Why didn't you fight back?

Didn't you tell me not to attack anyone else?! Wu Junxuan covered his chest with his hands. A faint pain came from his chest, as if his internal organs were about to be ripped apart.

Kneel! Wu Junxuan fell to his knees, the pain in his chest intensifying.

Wu Jiangxiong frowned and said, How do I have a nephew like you? Although we can't casually hurt people by attacking the Eight Level Sect, there's no one like you who won't retaliate no matter what!

The Wu Clan is also a famous clan. They hid themselves in this place because they were being chased and killed by their enemies to harm their families.

Wu Junxuan started. He realized that his parents had been killed by the enemy today. It was not an accidental death like what he expected.

Today, I might as well tell you this, the reason why I've been teaching you fist arts day and night is so that you'll meet an enemy one day to avenge our Wu family and your parents!

Uncle, so my parents were killed by someone?

You're my brother's only bloodline now, so it's up to you to restore my Wu Clan's prestige. Kneel here and reflect on it. If you understand what's going on, then go train and find a chance to return the favor to those kids!

CHAPTER 3 - FLARING OF DARK ENERGY

Got it, Uncle! Wu Jiangxiong walked into the room and let out a sigh of relief when he saw Wu Junxuan walk to the sandbag and start to train.

Although this was unfair to Wu Junxuan as he bore the burden of the family at such a young age, he was still the only inheritor of the family, so in the future, he had to suffer a little.

Wu Junxuan was furious. He had thrown all his injuries to the back of his mind, but he only had one goal in mind — revenge!

Wu Junxuan walked into the room and sat on the bed. Looking at his sister who was still unconscious, he felt a little upset.

Didn't he train in martial arts for so many years just to protect his family? But why didn't he make a move, causing his sister to be injured.

Wu Junxuan's eyes turned red as he started crying. His tears fell on his sister's face and slid down onto it.

Brother … Why are you crying? " Wu Xiaoluo opened her eyes slowly and looked at Wu Junxuan weakly.

Big brother is not crying. Big brother will definitely not let anyone hurt you again! Wu Xiaoluo lay in her brother's arms, and they slept in each other's arms.

Early the next morning, just as the sky was starting to brighten, sounds of humph hah came from the yard. Wu Junxuan was like a dragon or snake, his fists and palms were flying all over the place.

After finishing the punches, Wu Junxuan released a breath of air. After the incident yesterday, Wu Junxuan secretly decided that if he wanted to avenge his parents, he had to be strong.

Wu Junxuan picked up the pot and poured the sand into it. After more than a month of practice, his hands could already adapt to the scorching pain. If it weren't for the maintenance of the medicine, his hands would have been crippled by now.

Ha … Wu Junxuan slowly channeled the power in his hands into the iron sand. The essence of the Iron Palm was that the inner strength would penetrate the two palms and practice step by step, while the arms could not use the rigid force.

How rare … He got up earlier than me. Wu Jiangxiong walked out of his room and stretched his muscles, Go and split that rock and take a look.

Wu Junxuan walked to the wall, picked up a rock and placed it on the stone table. Wu Junxuan hesitated as he looked at the stone. After all, he had only practiced for two months, and it would be difficult to split the stone.

What are you still thinking about? Hurry up and attack! Wu Junxuan slowly lifted up his hands and slapped the rock with both of his palms.

Kacha... The stone was cut into two halves. Wu Junxuan stared at his own hand in disbelief. His palm turned black as he retracted the force. Then, his palm returned to its original state.

When the Iron Palm was at the intermediate stage, the skin on the hand would turn black and rough. Of course, this was only the case when the palm power was released.

Uncle … What's going on?

Wu Jiangxiong smiled and said, Not bad, but I still need to practice. I'll teach you some new things today. Come with me.

Wu Junxuan opened the bottle and wiped his hands before leaving the courtyard with his uncle. At the back of the village was a beautiful landscape of mountains.

Wu Jiangxiong brought Wu Junxuan to a small stream. In a bamboo forest beside the stream, there was a bamboo house.

Wu Jiangxiong said in a deep voice, You can practice here from now on. In the courtyard in front of the bamboo house, there were two jars and two stone locks, each weighing about a hundred kilograms.

Our Baji Fist can be said to be both internal and external. Today, I will teach you another set of Internal Martial Arts, Form and Will Boxing! Xing Yi Fist focused on momentum, fighting with one's life, if one did not dare to fight, they would lose their life! The boxing style of the Xing Yi Martial Art went straight to the point. Ten years in Tai Chi, and one year in Xing Yi. One could imagine how tyrannical and fierce the Form and Will Boxing was.

I'll do it once! Wu Jiangxiong's legs bent slightly like a bow, his left leg was in front, and his right leg was at the back. He turned around and stuck his body into the ground as if he was rooted in place, putting all the strength in his body together.

The Three Xing Yi Postures were the mother of all. If his master hadn't taught him, he wouldn't have been able to practice, and could very likely have crippled himself in the process.

Wu Jiangxiong slowly lifted up his left hand, turned it over, and at the same time, stomped his foot on the ground. His body was like a leopard ready to pounce.

Bang bang! A series of explosions could be heard as the aura in the air seemed to break apart.

Drilling Fist! His feet landed on the ground and his punch was as fast as lightning.

Collapse Fist … Wu Jiangxiong slowly breathed out and calmed his breathing. He then changed his hands and stomped his feet on the ground. His fists were like arrows and his momentum was like mountains collapsing and the earth shaking!

Bang bang … The Cannon Fist was like fire, and the explosive force was like a cannonball. It was the most powerful form of the Five Appearances Fist. After a few rounds of punching, Wu Jiangxiong's face did not turn red nor did he breathe heavily. He slowly let out a long sigh of relief.

Wu Jiangxiong sat at the bamboo table in the courtyard and said, "I haven't practiced Xing Yi Martial Arts in a long time. When I was young, I met a master of Xing Yi Martial Arts.

Wu Junxuan acted like his uncle and put up a stance, then pushed off the ground with his foot and punched out.

This won't do, you should first stand up from the Three Postures. No matter how hard you practice, it will always be the same at the end.

Wu Junxuan had been living in this bamboo house ever since. Every time when it was time to eat, his sister Xiao Rou would bring him food.

All day long, besides training, he would carry a sandbag and run around the mountain to increase his stamina. Through the Three Postures, Wu Junxuan felt that his bones and tendons had changed a lot, especially his spine, which would occasionally make crisp popping sounds. It was a very comfortable feeling.

Kid, let's eat. Don't practice anymore.

Uncle, why are you here? Where's Xiao Rou? Wu Jiangxiong walked in with his basket and placed it on the table.

Wu Jiangxiong said softly, Xiao Rou is not feeling well. Uncle, these days, I feel like my spine is going to crack every now and then.

That's probably because you're about to break through. Wu Jiangxiong threw a punch towards Wu Junxuan as he finished his words. Wu Junxuan didn't have time to dodge, and his punch landed squarely on his left shoulder. Strangely enough, Wu Junxuan's body went soft, and his shoulder shook slightly, causing his uncle's fist force to fly back to him.

Wu Jiangxiong smiled and said, Not bad, you actually stepped into the inner strength stage.

Hidden Strength? This is the hidden strength … Wu Junxuan couldn't believe it. For him, those levels were unimaginable.

Show me your battle technique... Wu Junxuan stood up in the Three Postures, throwing out a series of punches like a rainbow. Each of his punches was powerful, vigorous, and just right in time.

Bang bang! The sounds of explosions resounded in his ears. With the foundation of ten years of cultivation and five years of practice, Wu Junxuan's cultivation had grown by leaps and bounds.

Wu Jiangxiong said softly, Very good, this is the man of my Wu family …

This was the first time Wu Junxuan heard his uncle praise him, which meant that his skills had improved. Although he had just stepped into the inner strength, it would still take a lot of physical strength to unleash it.

Now, I can choose my own cultivation method and improve my own strength. I should be considered as having left my apprenticeship.

Wu Jiangxiong said softly, From now on, you must practice more. Even if I'm not by your side, you must still remember to practice. You must not waste any martial arts.

Got it, Uncle!

En, you can continue practicing. I'll be going back first. In a few days it'll be your twenty-third birthday. You can go back and live. Xiao Rou will miss you too.

Wu Junxuan hadn't left the forest in years and had been cultivating his martial arts. Now that he had grown into a young man, the bulging muscles on his body made him look like a stone. His bronze-colored skin gave people a strong sense of power.

Brother … It's time to go back and eat. Today is your birthday! I've cooked your favorite food! Xiao Rou was also as slender and graceful as she had been in the past few years. She was no longer the mischievous little girl from before.

He had long hair tied behind his head, white wrinkles on his face, light red lips, big eyes as clear as water, and a long white dress. He looked elegant and refined.

Brother … Are you done yet? " Wu Xiaoluo sat down on a rock by the river impatiently. Then, she saw Wu Junxuan walk out of the river.

Wu Xiaoluo's face reddened and she quickly said, Brother … Why are you not wearing any clothes? It's not good for others to see. Wu Junxuan smiled and stretched out his hand to take the clothes. It's only been a few years, but she's actually turned into a little beauty now."

I'm a big kid now, we can't play like we used to. You need to be more careful in the future. Wu Xiaoluo pouted and said righteously.

Alright, let's go back and eat! Wu Junxuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't do anything about his sister.

CHAPTER 4 - KILLING MOVE

Let's go quickly … Uncle told us to buy two bottles of wine along the way. " Wu Xiaoluo pulled Wu Junxuan's arm and they arrived at a tavern.

Wu Xiaoluo said softly, Boss... Do you have any more wine left? Give me two bottles! "

Alright, wait a moment! At this moment, the sky had already darkened. Some of the peddlers had already packed up their stalls and went home.

Let's leave quickly. Uncle should be getting impatient!

Cousin, look over there … At this moment, a few people were watching them from a nearby pub.

Liu Bo's eyes lit up as he hurriedly said, Isn't that the Wu siblings? This kid hasn't appeared for years, where did he come from?

The Wu Clan? You mean their surname is Wu? " The one who spoke was a man around 30 years old. He had a full beard and was wearing a gray robe. He obviously wasn't a local. His eyes were staring at Wu Junxuan.

Cousin, let's use this opportunity to capture that kid! The three Liu brothers had been in the city for the past few years, but they didn't learn how to be good. Instead, they would play around with gangsters and scoundrels all day long.

The three of you move around, this kid is not an ordinary person! The man's eyes were like those of an eagle's as he seemed to see through Wu Junxuan. Then, he stood up and walked out.

The man didn't alert Wu Junxuan, but followed him closely. Wu Junxuan had been practicing martial arts in the mountains for years, and occasionally he and his uncle would go out for a month or two to see the world. Wu Junxuan had noticed it when the man had walked out of the tavern.

Hurry up and leave … Wu Xiaoluo felt that something was wrong and realized that her brother's expression was a little odd. Wu Xiaoluo turned around to take a look.

Wu Junxuan opened the gate and quickly dragged his sister inside. Uncle … We're back! "

Wu Jiangxiong walked out of the tiled room. His expression slightly changed, A customer is here. Xiao Rou, go to the kitchen and bring the dishes out! Wu Xiaoluo put the wine on the table and went into the kitchen to bring the dishes.

Wu Jiangxiong sat in front of the table and said in a deep voice, Friends from outside the door, please come in!

Sorry to interrupt! The man walked in from outside, cupping his fists in greeting. Master Wu, long time no see. I didn't expect you to be living in seclusion here!

Wu Junxuan looked at the man doubtfully. He was tall and sturdy, with gleaming eyes and bulging temples. He was obviously a fighter, and he had probably reached the stage of inner strength.

Zhang Zhao! You actually found this place … Wu Jiangxiong stretched out his hand and poured two cups of wine, gesturing for Zhang Zhao to sit down. The two of them seemed to be old friends that hadn't seen each other for years, but each had their own ulterior motives and concealed murderous intents!

Kid, get out and chase those three dogs away, don't hinder our conversation!

There are three people outside the door? Wu Junxuan was puzzled and walked out of the yard. The three Liu brothers and Wu Junxuan came face to face.

So it's you three dogs! I haven't gone to look for you, but instead you have come to look for me!

Liu Bo frowned and cursed, Little bastard! After a few years of not seeing your lips, you seem to be quite good at it. To think that you would hurt me just by saying those words!"

You injured my sister last time, so I haven't found you guys for this debt. If you don't want to be beaten up, then scram! Wu Junxuan's body flashed forward, and Liu Bo was sent flying.

You brat, don't be too arrogant. Just you wait!

Wu Junxuan turned around and walked into the yard. By then, Wu Xiaoluo had already placed the dishes on the table.

Zhang Zhao picked up his wine cup and respectfully said, Master Wu, I've been looking for you for a long time. I didn't expect you to hide here.

I also didn't expect that you would actually find this place! Wu Jiangxiong also picked up his wine cup and clinked it against the cup in his hand.

Crack … Wu Junxuan stared fixedly at the cups in their hands as they clinked their cups.

Master Wu … I toast you on whether or not you drink, is this not giving me face! " Wu Jiangxiong smiled and drank the wine in one gulp before placing the cup on the table.

Zhang Zhao also drank the wine in his cup and placed it on the table, Good martial arts … I came here today to seek your guidance! "

I don't dare to consult you, let's have an exchange! Wu Jiangxiong stood up and walked to the center of the yard. He extended his right hand and said politely, Master Zhang, this way!

Good! How refreshing … Zhang Zhao took a step forward and stepped forward with his right foot.

Form and Will Boxing?! Zhang Zhao's body arched and pounced towards Wu Jiangxiong like a leopard cat.

Good punch! Wu Jiangxiong slightly furrowed his brows. He did not dare to face the attack head on. He had no choice but to retreat while turning his left hand to block the incoming attack.

Bang bang! Wu Jiangxiong took advantage of the opening and leaned to the side. At the same time, his body fiercely dashed forward. His right foot took a step forward and crashed into Zhang Zhao like a giant black bear.

Sister-in-law... Some of the experts of the Republic of China's Eight Level Fist Art would usually use this technique to practice and practice when they hit a large tree or a wall. However, in a fight with an enemy, if they were struck in the chest by this technique, even if the opponent had copper skin or iron bones, they would still have their tendons broken and bones broken!

Bang … Zhang Zhao's body retreated a few steps, and then he forced himself to stop.

Wu Jiangxiong was slightly stunned and did not give his opponent any chance to react. A lightning-fast punch was sent towards Zhang Zhao. Wu Jiangxiong's fist was as fast as lightning, like a mad tiger, bringing up traces of strong wind!

Zhang Zhao's body trembled. He seemed to see a ferocious tiger coming down the mountain and pouncing towards him.

What a powerful punch! Zhang Zhao didn't have enough time to dodge and was distracted. He stomped his feet on the ground and sent out a fierce blast punch.

Bam! It was as if the two forces had collided with each other. Wu Jiangxiong's imposing manner was like a rainbow. It was as if he was trying his best. His legs moved continuously and his feet shook at the same time. Humph! The blow from the hammer split apart Zhang Zhao's boxing frame.

Kacha … Wu Jiangxiong took advantage of the opening and sent his right elbow straight towards Zhang Zhao's chest, making a crisp sound in that instant.

Killing technique... Killing with one move, uncle is going to leave his life here!" Killing intent flashed across Wu Jiangxiong's eyes. Even if he didn't kill Zhang Zhao in front of him, he would still heavily injure him.

Puff … Zhang Zhao spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his body fell back four to five meters at the same time, almost falling to the ground.

Wu Jiangxiong hurriedly said, I'm sorry, my attack was a bit too heavy. Master Zhang, please don't take offense to it!

Back in the day, when Grandmaster Li Shuwen attacked and hurt people, he was either dead or disabled, and there was no exchange!

Eight Extreme Fist. I concede defeat today … Baji Fist was very particular. I won't admit it, I won't block it. It was just for a moment.

It was known for its ferocious and violent boxing style. As a result, many people believed that the Baji Fist was an evil technique and did not show any mercy when it was used.

Wu Jiangxiong cupped his fists and said, Master Zhang is being too courteous, please do as you please!

Zhang Zhao nodded, turned around and walked out of the courtyard while swaying his body. From what Wu Junxuan saw, his body was probably injured internally by his uncle's move. He probably wouldn't recover for at least two or three months.

Cough cough … Wu Jiangxiong sat down on the chair as a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, I made the first move first. Otherwise, I would really lose a lot of face today!

Uncle … Wu Junxuan hurriedly poured a glass of water and passed it to his uncle, asking worriedly, Are you alright, uncle?

Wu Jiangxiong coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of blood, It's alright … This is an old case that has lasted for decades. Hurry up and help me take a break. "

Wu Junxuan helped his uncle into the room and made a bowl of soup.

This is the injury I suffered 20 years ago when I was competing with his senior brother! Wu Junxuan brought the soup over, and Wu Jiangxiong looked much better after drinking it.

Little Xuan, listen to me. If you meet him again, get rid of him!

What? Wu Junxuan was stunned. He had not expected his uncle to let him kill him!

Wu Jiangxiong feebly said, What's wrong, you don't dare?!

Wu Junxuan hesitated and whispered, No … No, I know!

Brother … What are you guys talking about! Wu Xiaoxiao knocked on the door and walked in. She looked at Wu Jiangxiong with a worried expression, Uncle, are you alright? Are you feeling better?"

CHAPTER 5 - TO REMOVE ROOT OF GRASS

Wu Jiangxiong wrote a few words on a piece of paper and passed it to Wu Xiaoluo, Xiao Rou, go and get some medicine.

Oh, okay! Wu Xiaoluo hurriedly left the courtyard with her prescription.

Wu Jiangxiong said in a deep voice, You saw it earlier. We have many enemies in the Wu family. We can't say when we will be discovered, so we have to get rid of the roots when we cut the grass!

If you don't do that, how will you protect Xiao Rou in the future? How will you avenge your parents?!

Got it. I know what to do after this! Wu Junxuan turned and walked out into the yard. There were still chopsticks and bowls on the stone table. He reached out to grab his uncle's cup, but the moment his fingers touched the cup, it broke.

This is the level of the hidden strength! Wu Junxuan looked at the broken shards in his hands and suddenly felt that there was still a long way to go before he reached this level. Although he had just entered the hidden strength stage, it would take more than a year or two for him to reach his uncle's level.

Brother … I'm back! " Wu Xiaoluo ran into the room with tears still running down her cheeks. She looked frightened, as if something had happened to her.

Xiao Rou, what happened to you? Why are you crying?! Wu Junxuan hurried forward, frowning slightly as he asked in a low voice.

Wu Xiaoluo pouted as she cried and threw herself into Wu Junxuan's arms.

Just now, Liu Bo and the others bullied me … You're still saying you want to chase us away, what should we do from now on?! "

Alright, stop crying. If you have nothing else to do, then just leave. No one can chase us away! Wu Junxuan's tone was calm, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes. He then helped his sister into the room to rest.

Deep in the night, Ye Leng Yue Han …

If I can't even protect my own sister, then I'm a man after all! Wu Junxuan's uncle's words echoed in his mind. Wu Junxuan wiped the tears from the corners of his sister's eyes and waited for her to fall asleep before he took his coat and left the yard.

Wu Junxuan walked to the front door of the Village Head's house. He did not go in, but waited outside, waiting for the return of the three villains.

Uncle was right. If he did not take this step today, he would never be able to lift his head up, let alone avenge his family!

Cousin, we really enjoyed ourselves today. It's a pity that if that old fellow didn't interfere, that little girl would be ours!

That's for sure. I even thought he was very powerful, but he was actually beaten to the point of vomiting blood. He really is trash!

Liu Bo … I've been waiting for you guys for a long time! " Wu Junxuan stepped forward and stood in front of the three of them.

Liu Wei said contemptuously, Oh … You still dare to block us here? Is your sister well? "

Don't you want to talk about my sister?

Say what! Your sister is lucky today, otherwise I would definitely let her have a good time!

You idiot … Get lost! "

Bang bang! A cold light flashed through Wu Junxuan's eyes. His right hand was like a steel whip as it lashed out towards Liu Bo's chest. Liu Bo only felt as if his chest was struck by a hammer and he fell to the ground in pain.

What the f * ck! Liu Wei quickly picked up the brick and swung it at Wu Junxuan. Wu Junxuan stepped forward and struck Liu Wei's chest with his hammer.

Kacha … With the sound of bones breaking, Liu Wei fell to the ground with blood flowing out of his mouth. His body twitched a few times before he fainted.

Kill … Murder! Liu Bo and Liu Yu were so frightened that they turned around and were about to flee, but because of their weak feet, they fell onto the ground. Since we've already started killing, we can't turn back. We can't let these two people stay! Wu Junxuan's figure flashed forward, and he struck Liu Yu's back with his palm. At the same time, he moved along with his body, continuously striking out with a few palms, aiming straight for Liu Yu's vitals. Kacha … Wu Junxuan's hands were like iron pincers as they tightly grabbed onto Liu Yu's arm. With only a slight force from his hands, he forcefully broke Liu Yu's arm.

Liu Yu howled like a pig being butchered, then laid on the ground while moaning in pain and curled up his body to lie on the ground.

No … Don't kill me! " Liu Bo begged as he knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with despair. However, at this moment, Wu Junxuan was like a demon that came from hell. He slowly raised his right hand and decisively struck Liu Bo's head.

Puff … Liu Bo sprayed a mouthful of blood on Wu Junxuan's clothes before his body went limp and he collapsed onto the ground. Wu Junxuan exhaled slowly, barely managing to suppress the anger in his heart. After passing through a few times, he disappeared into the darkness. Afraid of being discovered, Wu Junxuan hurried back to the courtyard. However, as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw his uncle walking out from the tiled room.

Eh? The smell of blood … Are you hurt?" Wu Jiangxiong walked over vigilantly. When he saw the blood stains on Wu Junxuan's body, his face slightly darkened.

Where did you go?

I … Wu Junxuan fell to his knees and stammered, I went to teach the village chief's son a lesson!

You killed all three of them?!

No, I just seriously injured them and taught them a lesson! Wu Junxuan thought that his uncle would blame him. After all, Liu Bo and the others weren't people of the martial arts world, so simply killing them like this was a violation of the sect's rules.

Wu Jiangxiong said coldly, Why didn't you kill them? Leaving such a person alive would be a disaster!

Ever since ancient times, some of the martial arts experts had not lived under their hands. Furthermore, the martial arts were based on killing enemies, not acting. Otherwise, why would they learn from him?

It is taboo for martial arts practitioners to be soft-hearted at critical moments. You must learn from your father, and remember to be merciless when you attack!

Every time he attacked, he had to use all his strength, like a lion pouncing on a rabbit!

If he let Wu Junxuan kill him on his first try, he might not be able to do it himself. He was scared because he was half a man in the martial arts world now.

The next morning, Wu Junxuan yawned and walked out of the tiled room. As usual, he went out for a run. His purpose was to go to the Village Head's house and see if Liu Bo's family would take revenge on him.

Wu Junxuan walked over cautiously, not expecting the police officers from the other places to surround the house of the village chief. Let's all disperse … There's nothing to see! Wu Junxuan hid among the crowd and saw several policemen carrying the corpses of the village chief and his wife out of the house.

What's going on? Why did they die? Even the Village Chief and his wife were killed by them?! Puzzled, Wu Junxuan turned and walked out of the crowd. Was it his uncle's doing?

Stinking brat … Hurry up and go home! " Wu Jiangxiong patted his shoulder and pulled him back into the yard.

Wu Junxuan asked doubtfully, Uncle … You were the one who killed the Village Head's family? "

I told you yesterday that I cut the grass and cut the roots, but I didn't see Zhang Zhao. When you see him again, help me kill him!

Wu Junxuan suddenly felt unfamiliar to this family member in front of him, as if they had never seen him before. Perhaps it was because of what his uncle had said. Blood stained his clothes, and he was treading on the martial path!

What are you waiting for? Go cultivate! As usual, Wu Junxuan set up the iron pot and began to practice his Iron Palm Art. With yesterday's combat experience, Wu Junxuan's love for the art of China deepened.

Over the past few years, Wu Junxuan had been practicing hard every day, and his martial arts had also improved.

Wu Junxuan stood in the yard with his legs bent and his body sinking. His left leg was slightly in front of him. At the same time, his two arms bent forward, as if he was really embracing a baby.

Although his martial arts had improved, he was still stuck at the initial stage of Dark Jing. If he wanted to break through, he would have to put in great effort.

What Wu Junxuan needed now was actual combat experience, but this sort of training could only be achieved on the battlefield.

Brother … Are you tired? Drink some water! Wu Xiaoxiao came over with a glass of water. Wu Junxuan took a sip and sat down by the stone table.

Wu Jiangxiong walked out of the house with a pipe in his mouth and said, Little Xuan, your martial arts are at the initial stage, but you still need more practice, do you know?

I got it, Uncle!

This kind of training was not enough, as it was necessary to maintain one's fighting skills on the battlefield. However, since this was a peaceful and prosperous era, there was no war going on. If one wanted to deepen their cultivation, then they had to go out and adventure outside for a bit.

Yes, the two of you have grown up. It's not a big deal to always stay in this poor and remote place. I think it's better if you go out and take a look.

Go out? Uncle, you mean you want us to leave? Wu Junxuan was surprised for a moment. He didn't understand what his uncle meant. Wu Jiangxiong sat on the stone bench and said slowly, The big city is better than this one. You should take Xiao Rou out for a stroll and find a way to cure Xiao Rou's illness.

No … I don't want to go out, I want to stay with uncle. " Wu Xiaoluo pouted and walked over sadly, putting her arms around her uncle's neck.

CHAPTER 6 - CALF KNIFE

Damned girl … You are now a big child, you can't always be with this old man. " Actually, even if his uncle hadn't said so, Wu Junxuan had planned to find an opportunity to discuss the matter with his uncle before taking his sister to the hospital for treatment.

The two of you should pack your things and leave this afternoon! Wu Xiaoluo was upset and burst into tears.

Wu Junxuan went back to his room to pack up his things, then walked in front of Wu Jiangxiong and kneeled on the ground. Uncle... I will definitely not let you down! Wu Jiangxiong took out a piece of paper and a few hundred yuan from his pocket, Use this three hundred yuan as a wager, on this piece of paper is the address of a friend that I met in Jianghu. When you get to the city, ask him for help, he will arrange a place for you to stay."

Go out … A man's ambition is strong in all directions. Remember, do not disgrace my Eight Level Sect's face.

Yes sir! Wu Junxuan kowtowed three times and then led Wu Xiaoru out of the yard.

Sssii … The bus suddenly stopped, bringing Wu Junxuan's thoughts back to reality. At this moment, the passengers in the bus were all looking out of the window. Four burly men kicked the door open and jumped in.

Robbery!

Take out all the money. We are just robbing money, not killing people! The two robbers drew their machetes and placed it on the driver's neck. They then took out a bag and began to collect the goods from the passengers one by one.

What about your money... Hurry and take it out! Wu Xiaoluo looked a little scared as she looked at the vicious bandits. Brother... I am afraid! "

Don't be afraid, I won't let anyone hurt you. Wu Junxuan observed these people. Although they were well-built, their steps were shaky, so they probably hadn't practiced martial arts before.

Two of them looked at the door and the driver, the other two for money, the most lethal weapon being the man in the lead, a shotgun in his hand.

Take out the money!

No money … Wu Junxuan turned his head to see a robber shouting at a young woman, Bastard! I think you don't want to live anymore!

The girl wore a white shirt and a black cap. Her skin was white and her nose was high. Her eyes were like clear water and her leather jacket gave her a noble and elegant aura.

You robbers actually dare to block the way to rob us in broad daylight! The girl covered half her face with the sea, and said with an ice-cold tone.

Screech … Little girl, from what I see, you're quite handsome. You're wearing pretty good clothes as well. The man in the lead walked over. He stared at the girl with lustful eyes and a full chest.

Pah! The girl stood up in disgust and raised her hand to slap the man's face.

The man was stunned for a moment before his anger flared up. He grabbed the girl's hair and angrily said, You refused a toast and refused a forfeit. Drag her out of the car. I want to see how many pieces of material she has.

Let me go … Bastard! The girl was hauled off the bus by two robbers, and the bus was surrounded by trees and farmland and fruit trees.

The two of you, quickly hand over the money! By this time, the robber was already in front of Wu Junxuan. Wu Junxuan took out a bill and handed it over to him.

It's only two hundred yuan … You're trying to get rid of the beggar! The man raised the machete in his hand and slashed at the seat beside him. If you don't want to die, then quickly take it out!"

Brother … What should we do? " Wu Xiaoxiao was so frightened that her face turned pale. She hid herself in Wu Junxuan's arms.

This girl doesn't look too bad. Our brothers are having a good time today! The man smiled evilly and reached out to touch Wu Xiaoluo's face, but was stopped by a pair of strong hands.

You … Let go …" The bandit cried out in pain as Wu Junxuan exerted a little force on his hand. Wu Junxuan pulled out his right hand.

Pa … This was a simple slap, yet it concealed a powerful force. The man spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes suddenly bulging as if his brain had become bloodshot, and he fell to the ground.

Third Bro … The leader was shocked and hastily pulled the