Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 34: The aggrieved Xiao Zhao, the materials arrive at the door
"Give my father back his life!"

"I must avenge my father!"

Yang Buhui puffed up her cheeks, and her oval face was covered with tear marks. She cried like a pear blossom in the rain, and howled heartbreakingly.

If it were someone else, no matter how pretty or pitiful this girl was, if she said the word "revenge", she would definitely be killed.

But the person in front of her was Zhang Kuang.

Zhang Kuang poked her face and said:

"Okay."

“I, I…ah?”

Yang Buhui pouted, her little face full of grievance. Before she could say anything tough, she was interrupted by Zhang arrogantly.

Thinking that the other party had let him go once before, the young Yang Buhui actually felt a surge of "heroism" and glared at him: "I don't need your charity!
Kill me if you want, shave me if you want, I won’t even frown!

Zhang Kuang rolled his eyes and hooked his finger at Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao was learning how to cook from Dai Qi Si, but at her age she was very curious, so her eyes always turned over here, wanting to take a bite of the sweet melon.

Ended up eating himself.

Seeing Zhang Kuang calling her, Xiao Zhao subconsciously came over with a knife. She only reacted when he got closer and hid the knife behind her back in panic.

It looked more and more like he was going to come over and chop Zhang Kuang to death with a single blow...

Zhang Kuang didn't care. He stretched out his hand towards Xiao Zhao and said, "Knife."

Xiao Zhao immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Holding the knife in both hands, she handed the handle to Zhang Kuang, then took a step back. Her big, watery eyes stared at Zhang Kuang curiously, wanting to see what he would do next.
欻!
Zhang Kuang weighed the knife twice in his hand, then swung his hand, and the kitchen knife fell in front of Yang Buhui's face, right next to her nose.

When the blade stabbed into the soil, the recoil force caused it to hit Yang Buhui's nose a few times.

"Well!!!"

Yang Buhui was startled by the knife that suddenly appeared in front of her. She crawled backwards using her hands and feet, and then her face wrinkled up.

Yin Li did not let go. Every time she moved, her arm felt like it was being twisted off in excruciating pain.

Feeling both hurt and wronged, Yang Buhui started crying again.

Zhang Kuang shook his head, no longer interested in Yang Buhui. He yawned and stood up, saying, "Alright, stop howling. If you want to die, here's the knife. Find a deserted place and slit your own throat."

"If you don't want to die, go wherever you want. You can stay, but you have to work."

The crying was interrupted again. Yang Buhui looked blankly at Zhang Kuang who patted his butt and left. She bit her lips desperately and said hatefully:
"I will definitely avenge my father!"

After saying that, he began to struggle.

Seeing that Zhang Kuang had no intention of going back on his word, Yin Li let go of Yang Buhui.

Yang Buhui stood up and ran, but halfway through, he turned around and ran to the kitchen knife, pulled out the knife with both hands, and ran out with the knife in his hand.

Zhang Kuang didn't care about this little episode.

Xiao Zhao was a little sad: That's my knife!

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Time flies and it is already the end of August.

No one came to disturb Zhang Kuang during this period, so he lived quite comfortably these days. He either discussed the secrets of life with the two beauties of Xueling, or explored the origin of species with Daiqisi. Occasionally, when he was in the mood, he would teach Yin Li and Xiao Zhao some martial arts, and he didn't care if Wu Qingying learned it secretly. He just did whatever he wanted.

Days like these were as peaceful as water, precious to those in troubled times. But for Zhang Kuang, they were too dull. He had recently begun to implement his long-held plan to head to Mount Zhongnan to search for ancient tombs. The Yellow-Robed Woman wasn't important; what mattered was the Nine Yin Manual and the quick-learning Nine Yin Bone Claw.

The former can be used as the main martial art, and the latter can be spread throughout the world to cultivate high-level materials.

But things are always like this. When there is nothing to do, I feel so idle that I can't even think about anything. But when I want to work, things come one after another.

Look, everyone in the yard is packing up their things.

Zhang Kuang was sitting on a chair in the yard like a big boss, with a table next to him and a pot of fragrant tea brewed on it. He should have been leisurely watching the elegant flowers blooming and falling in the yard, but he put one foot on the chair and the other on the ground, turning the armchair into a rocking chair, which he sat on unsteadily, swaying back and forth in a disorderly manner, just humming a little tune with his eyes closed.

Several footsteps were heard outside the yard, followed by two voices one after the other.

"Miss Ding, this yard looks quite lively. Someone must be living here."

"How could anyone living on Bright Summit be any good? Just fight your way in. Who knows, maybe we can find out where those evil cult members are hiding now."

The second voice had not yet fallen.

"Duang——!"

The gate to the courtyard was kicked open cleanly, and the two wooden doors fell out directly, hitting the ground and raising dust.

Zhang Kuang slowly opened his eyes, "It's true, the rare peace and quiet is gone just like that."

People outside filed in, and Zhang's arrogant eyes swept across their faces like a scanner.

Then I lost interest.

The man and woman in the lead are both pretty good at martial arts.

The man's level is not bad, and he seems to be on the same level as Yin Li. The woman is a little weaker and should be easily defeated by Yin Li.

The group of disciples behind the two of them seemed to be standing there just to make up the numbers, and they were not even worthy of Zhang Kuang's second glance.

"Hey!"

The woman drew her sword and pointed it at Zhang Kuang, blustering and shouting, "Who are you? What's your relationship with the demonic cult? Do you know where Zhang Wuji is?"

Zhang Kuang didn't even bat an eyelid, just rocked his chair and said, "A-Li, come out and wash the floor."

Yin Li jumped out of the room in a matter of seconds, planted her body firmly on the ground, and quickly glanced at the outsider. Her face suddenly became serious.

One against ten?

I?
"Insanity!"

That woman was usually praised as a "female hero". This time when she attacked Guangmingding, her master, Master Miejue, also demonstrated what a martial arts master was and brought honor to the Emei Sect.

She became more and more arrogant and did not take the evil cult monsters seriously.

Now seeing that Zhang Kuang not only did not kneel down and beg for mercy in front of her, "Ms. Ding", but even dared to use a little girl who hadn't even grown all her hair to deal with them, she was so angry that she ignored her martial ethics and stabbed Yin Li with the sword in her hand.

Yin Li was a little nervous at first, but when he saw the other party's sneak attack, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face. He leaned forward and grabbed - it's hard for me to fight ten people, so can't I fight you alone?
Snapped!
Yin Li stepped on the Snake Step and deliberately dodged to the side when the sword was about to pierce his body. He twisted his body and crashed into the arms of Ms. Ding. He combined his shoulders and arms, and his arms and strength to knock Ms. Ding out.

The one used was Tieshankao!

"Miss Ding!"

The man reached out to support Lady Ding, secretly surprised, "Ding Minjun is a disciple of Emei Sect after all, but she was defeated by this little girl in one encounter. It's really strange!"

After handing Ding Minjun over to her junior sister, the man clasped his fists towards Zhang Kuang and said:
"I am Song Qingshu of Wudang. May I ask your name?"

(End of this chapter)