The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 1181 Turning hostility into friendship
"What trump card do they have that even Elder Zong doesn't know?"

Zhang Su pressed for further details.

Elder Zong shook his head and said calmly, "Only he knows his true trump card. Unless he reveals it, and I haven't tried to pry into his secrets. It's about knowing your limits, or you won't have a peaceful life, haha."

Zhang Su nodded thoughtfully. It made sense. No one knew the specifics of his true secret. At most, like Tachibana Mai Sakura, they had some guesses. Anyone who dared to ask directly would surely get a cold shoulder.

He straightened his tattered clothes, marveling at the power of the opponent's sword strike. Ordinary clothes were one thing, but it even managed to tear through a bulletproof vest...

If it weren't for the fact that his skin and flesh had been strengthened, he would have been seriously injured!

"Elder Zong, your sword looks ordinary to me, but I didn't expect it to be so sharp. Feel my clothes; it can even cut through them?"

Zhang Su ripped the torn bulletproof vest.

"Ho ho."

Elder Zong chuckled awkwardly, touched it, hissed, and said thoughtfully, "No wonder I said the blade felt like it was cutting through rhinoceros hide when it touched me. So that's the problem. Young friend Zhang, this hide is probably not simple."

"The skin of a low-mutation zombie, and Elder Zong's sword is no ordinary weapon either, is it?"

With a clang, Elder Zong drew his longsword and said with a sigh, "This sword is nothing special except for being a bit sturdy. The key lies in the sword control techniques. Does young friend Zhang know the Tai Chi Sword Technique?"

"Ha... I've heard of it. It was created by one of our ancestors, a true master. It's incredibly powerful. Could it be that Elder Zong is using the Tai Chi Sword Technique?"

Zhang Su sighed inwardly; the content of martial arts novels was once again becoming reality!

Swish, buzz.

Master Zong twirled his longsword, which emitted a soft ringing sound. He explained, "In the traditional impression, Tai Chi swordplay is light, gentle, and continuous, adept at using softness to overcome hardness. In fact, among the most superior swordplay, there is a set of extremely fierce offensive moves!"

Zhang Su had no choice but to believe this, because he was a firsthand witness. The Tai Chi swordplay used by Elder Zong was completely different from the old man's in the park!
"We also have a swordsmanship master in our camp. Would Elder Zong be interested in meeting him?"

Keng.

Sheathing his sword, Elder Zong smiled and said, "I see her, isn't she that Japanese woman?"

Zhang Su was surprised, not understanding how Elder Zong could tell Ju Wuying's nationality at a glance, but he shook his head and said, "That's foreign swordsmanship. The swordsmanship master I'm talking about is one of our own, from the Kongtong Sect."

"Kongtong Sect, hmm, that's interesting. For young friend Zhang to call them swordsmanship masters, it's worth a visit."

Elder Zong's tone showed no sign of valuing it, only giving Zhang Su face, before he changed the subject.

"By the way... young friend Zhang, I see that your comprehension ability is quite remarkable. If the Remote Stopping Step Technique can be combined with the Floating Body Technique, your combat ability will be qualitatively improved. When do you plan to learn it?"

Elder Zong was unwilling to teach a fool, but seeing Zhang Su's extraordinary learning ability, coupled with the influence of the [Loyalty Mark], he was filled with a strong desire to impart his knowledge and skills!
"The 'Floating Body Technique'... that's a nice name too. The predecessors who created these skills were quite cultured!"

Zhang Su sighed, "People in the past were quite refined."

Elder Zong laughed heartily and said, "Young friend Zhang, you must have thought it was the 'piaoyao' in 'wind and rain piaoyao,' right?"

"Then what other uncertainties are there? I know, haha, the old man likes to play word games."

Zhang Su smiled and nodded to Elder Zong.

"It's not exactly a word game. The character '飖' isn't commonly used these days. It comes from Cao Zhi's 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River,' which describes a woman's posture and movements as 'faintly veiled by light clouds, drifting and fluttering like swirling snow in the wind.' But I think it's a perfect fit for this set of movements!"

Master Zong spoke eloquently, especially when reciting a couple of lines of poetry, swaying his head and shaking his head, appearing somewhat like a refined scholar. He must have some knowledge in his mind, not just a pure warrior.

Zhang Su was not so refined. He knew about the Three Kingdoms period, so he knew Cao Zhi (Cao Zijian). As for "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River," he had only heard of the three characters and had no idea what it was about.

"You're cultured, a cultured person, not bad... Um, we'll learn the Floating Movement Technique later, let's go back first, the brothers in the camp are waiting!"

It's been quite a while since we left, and the camp must be worried about us.

The two moved quickly and arrived at the foot of the mountain in no time. When they passed Satellite Village, Zhang Su took a special look and found that there was no movement. It seemed that the big event that happened tonight had not alarmed the ordinary members.

This is why ordinary members are unaware of major events in the camp. They don't even know what happened, let alone understand it; they are all asleep.

When Zhang Su and Elder Zong returned to Tianma Island together, the fully armed guards at the parking lot rubbed their eyes hard.

"Hey, why does it look like Uncle came back with that weird old man?"

Pang Dakun, looking puzzled, carried a cold weapon on his shoulder and a rifle on his back, dressed like a militia leader. He hid in the shadows beside the mountain gate. "Hey, do you still doubt Brother Su's abilities? Of course he subdued that old man!"

Qi Xiaoshuai smiled easily.

"Sister Xinyu, Brother Zhang is back!"

In the monitoring room, Yang Wenjie excitedly pointed at the screen and called out to Zheng Xinyu.

"Hmm, I saw it. Hey, why... It seems it's been dealt with. Phew, we've weathered another crisis safely!"

Zheng Xinyu was also staring at the screen. From the picture, it could be seen that Zhang Su and the old man in black robes were walking side by side. The picture was not very clear due to a lot of noise, but it was possible to tell that the two looked relaxed and very harmonious.

"Brother Zhang is really capable. With him in charge of our camp, it will definitely develop into a behemoth in the future."

Yang Wenjie was very sensible in flattering Guo Dachao. Her personality was somewhat different from Guo Dachao's; she was better at handling interpersonal relationships and had a sweet tongue.

Zheng Xinyu nodded firmly: "Yes, as long as Brother Su is here, the camp is impregnable! Right, sis, you keep an eye on things for me, I'll go get Brother Su some clothes!"

How can a leader be dressed in such tattered clothes?

"Holy crap, what's going on here?"

Zhao Dezhu was stunned. In the blink of an eye, the two men and the rat walked from the mountain gate to the parking lot, seemingly getting along harmoniously. Had they been beaten into submission?
"This is...how could this happen?"

Chang Qingsheng was under Ju Wuying's surveillance. Standing next to the blacksmith shop, he saw Elder Zong and Zhang Su appear under the light at the same time. The two of them looked relaxed, which gave him a creepy feeling.

His first thought was that the two of them, or rather, Genesis and Tianma Island, had reached some kind of deal, and he had become a bargaining chip in the deal!

The situation is bad, but what can I do?
"Don't move. You must trust the leader. He won't abandon those he promised!"

With a push of her thumb, Tachibana Mai Sakura drew her short katana slightly from its sheath.

Feeling a cold glint flash across his vision, Chang Qingsheng knew he was firmly locked on. Regardless of whether he could escape from this woman's sword, even if he were given extra wings, he wouldn't be able to fly out of Tianma Island.

Yes, I believe him!

Chang Qingsheng responded calmly, saying that there was no other way but to believe. He spread his hands, as if to say: "See, nothing has changed." Then he walked from the blacksmith shop to the parking lot.

"Everyone has worked hard. Come on, come out and meet our new friends!"

Zhang Su led Elder Zong to the middle of the parking lot and called to the brothers around him.

People emerged from places both in the light and in the shadows, their faces bearing faint expressions of doubt and smiles.

Doubt reflects inner feelings, while a smile is an expression of agreement with the leader.

"Honey, let's change your coat."

Zheng Xinyu ran over with the clothes in her arms, looked at Zhang Su's chest injury, and saw that it was nothing serious. She then helped him take off his tattered clothes.

"Haha, young friend Zhang has a virtuous wife."

Elder Zong watched from the side, stroking his beard and chuckling softly.

"We've all been looking out for each other... Come, Elder Zong, please introduce yourself to everyone."

After changing his clothes, Zhang Su gently nudged Elder Zong's shoulder and asked him to stand at the front of the crowd.

This action may seem ordinary, but given that the two had recently fought to the death, it signifies that they have completely turned hostility into friendship and made peace.

"My dear friends, hehehe, it's quite a dramatic meeting today. My surname is Zong, and those who know me call me Elder Zong. I come from, uh... from Yong County, the place of creation. It's fate, it's fate."

As he spoke, Elder Zong clasped his hands in a fist salute to the crowd, his gaze lingering on a woman's face for a mere fraction of a second.

Jiao Yutong stood in the crowd with a look of realization on her face. In the Genesis, Elder Zong was rarely seen. Given her status and position, she had only seen Elder Zong twice since arriving in the Genesis, and both times it was just a fleeting glance!
I always thought that Master Zong was a reclusive and aloof hermit, but it turns out that he was so polite in his daily life.

She knew nothing and was completely presumptuous; misunderstandings often arise from this.

(End of this chapter)