Turbid World: Martial Arts Master of the Republic of China Era, I Cultivate Immortality!

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A muffled sound, like the striking of a bell, suddenly rang out from where fists and palms collided, startling the surrounding autumn rain, which burst open and turned into a fine mist.

"Master Zhao, let's talk this out. If my subordinate has offended you in any way, I apologize on her behalf..."

A refined middle-aged man in a long robe stood in front of Tao Xuan, extending his right palm to block Zhao Zheng's powerful punch.

Unfortunately, his words only earned him a left fist from Zhao Zheng that tore through the air, causing the refined middle-aged man, Teng Yunfei, the leader of the Kuangming Society, to change his expression.

He frowned and glanced at Tao Xuan, then used his left hand to parry with the defensive technique "Layered Peaks" from the Guanshan Zhenyue Palm.

Thud! Thud! Thud—

The two figures intertwined, and Tao Xuan could only see two afterimages, one black and one white, constantly colliding in various parts of the courtyard. Each time they collided, a muffled sound like the striking of bells and drums would suddenly appear.

The rain burst open, turning into mist, and the withered trees and vines that occasionally blocked Zhao Zheng and his companion were also blasted into a shower of wood chips by the aftershocks of their attack.

Tao Xuan, who was watching the battle from a corner of the courtyard, turned pale and thought to herself that something was wrong. She knew that her hall master, Teng Yunfei, was among the top seven martial artists.

Even against Fu Lie and Charmin, who were killed by Zhao Zheng, he could easily win, but now, he couldn't even take down Zhao Zheng immediately.

Even though she could tell that her leader was on the defensive, he should still be able to defeat Zhao Zheng.

After all, Zhao Zhengcai is only a late-stage ninth-rank official!

Oh no, we can't defend against it!

Seeing Zhao Zheng's increasingly fierce attacks and relentless punches, Teng Yunfei felt helpless and shouted.

"Excuse me!"

Using the momentum, Teng Yunfei retreated, then charged forward, unleashing the killing move "Five Mountains Suppressing Seal" from his "Viewing Mountains and Suppressing Peaks" palm technique!

He leaped up, clasped his hands together as if five great mountains were gathered above his head, and pressed down on Zhao Zheng with overwhelming force.

The palm strike enveloped all directions, shattering the rain and pushing aside the dense fog, sealing off all of Zhao Zheng's escape routes, and attacking Zhao Zheng's chest with the palm strike that was "if it doesn't strike, it won't strike; if it does strike, it will hit!"

"I learned!"

Zhao Zheng suddenly spoke, and in a flash, he leaped up as if soaring through the clouds, attacking with both hands in an embracing posture and with the force of a thunderbolt.

The same Mountain-Viewing and Mountain-Suppressing Palm technique, the same killing move Five Sacred Mountains Sealing, left Teng Yunfei stunned and in a daze!

And it was this moment of distraction!

Thud! Thud—

With a muffled groan, Teng Yunfei flew backward, his chest slightly caved in. When he stopped, he was about to ask Zhao Zheng how he also knew the Mountain-Viewing and Mountain-Suppressing Palm when he saw Zhao Zheng had already appeared in front of Tao Xuan and swung his fist.

"Master Zhao, please spare their lives!"

"ah--"

A piercing scream suddenly rang out, not because Zhao Zheng's fist hit Tao Xuan, but because Tao Xuan made a move.

Tao Xuan's face seemed to age decades in an instant. She stared blankly at the straw figure in her hand that had spontaneously combusted and fallen to the ground. She struggled to raise her head and look at Zhao Zheng: "Why...why is your luck so strong...why..."

She looked at Zhao Zheng with a bewildered expression, noticing the purple aura emanating from the back of his head and the ancient yet indistinct bronze cauldron that was faintly visible within it.

Zhao Zheng didn't speak, but simply swung his fist. A loud bang followed by a series of cracking sounds.

He didn't even glance at Tao Xuan, who had crashed through the wall and turned into a lifeless puddle of mud; he simply turned to look at Teng Yunfei.

Teng Yunfei opened his mouth, his ears twitched slightly, clearly someone was transmitting their voice to him. Finally, he sighed with a bitter smile.

"I apologize, this was my negligence. I never expected her to not only threaten Abbot Zhao, but also dare to attempt to curse him to death..."

"We're even!"

Zhao Zheng interrupted, saying that death absolves all debts and there was no point in continuing. Teng Yunfei opened his mouth but didn't say anything more, simply gesturing for Zhao Zheng to leave.

Zhao Zheng glanced at Teng Yunfei, raised his hand and snatched the umbrella that was placed in the corner of the wall into his hand. He unfolded the umbrella, slowly opened it, and said calmly.

"I have no interest in joining any associations or anything like that!"

"I understand, that's right..."

Teng Yunfei hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but ask Zhao Zheng, who was walking towards the courtyard gate, "How do you know the Mountain-Viewing and Peak-Suppressing Palm technique?"

"I learned it on the spot!"

Zhao Zheng replied calmly, leaving Teng Yunfei dumbfounded. After a few seconds, Teng Yunfei finally exclaimed in surprise.

"Master Zhao has such talent!"

Unfortunately, Zhao Zheng did not reply. All that could be heard were the figures appearing around him, his men, and their voices of concern and anger.

"Master, are you alright?"

"Why did you let him go?"

"Yes, Master, how could you let this Zhao fellow go? He killed Tao Xuan!"

His subordinates started talking one after another, but Teng Yunfei didn't say anything. He just pulled open his collar to reveal his chest, which was sunken and had two palm prints in five colors: blue, yellow, red, black, and white.

"I've already lost, cough cough..."

After a moment of silence in the courtyard, a subordinate spoke up in disbelief, "A ninth-rank... defeated you, a seventh-rank, Master?"

"He not only won, but he also disrupted the five vital energies in his chest with those two palm strikes. Believe it or not, if I dare to make another move, it won't just be Tao Xuan who dies, I will too!"

Teng Yunfei smiled wryly. Actually, there was one thing he didn't mention, which was that Zhao Zheng had learned his Guanshan Zhenyue Palm technique simply by watching.

First, this matter was too outrageous; second, he was afraid that his subordinates, who were only slightly better than a rabble, would do something stupid like Tao Xuan.

Thinking this, he looked at his subordinates, whose expressions varied, and said, "Alright, let's leave it at that. Inviting Master Zhao to join our Kuangming Society is also over... As for Tao Xuan's death, it was entirely her own fault and she brought it upon herself. You must not pursue it any further. If I find out..."

Zhao Zheng, who was wearing an invisibility talisman, could hear all of Teng Yunfei and the others' conversation from the rooftop not far away.

"Looks like we don't need to blow them all up!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the explosives in his arms, enough to send these people to their deaths, with some regret, and then lingered on the rooftop for a while longer.

After confirming that none of the Kuangming Society members would retaliate against him because of Tao Xuan, he also found out the location of the Kuangming Society's stronghold before ending his stealth and heading to the Su Family Martial Arts School.

An hour later,

The main entrance of the Su Family Martial Arts School.

"The 'State of All Techniques' is really useful. Although it's still a bit inferior to the 'Formless Divine Skill,' it's still good for intimidating enemies..."

As Zhao Zheng stepped into the Su Family Martial Arts School, he muttered to himself that the reason why he said the "State of Ten Thousand Techniques" was so useful was mainly because he had successfully replicated Teng Yunfei's "Viewing Mountain and Suppressing Peaks Palm" using the "State of Ten Thousand Techniques".

Although his replica of the Guanshan Zhenyue Palm doesn't stand up to close scrutiny because it lacks the general martial arts manual, it's enough for a quick glance and to intimidate people.

Moreover, Zhao Zheng had a feeling that as long as he continued to exploit those lineages, sooner or later his state of Myriad Laws would successfully advance to the innate state of Myriad Laws.

At that time, he will definitely be able to master all kinds of methods in the world at will, which is the true state of understanding all methods.

"However, this path still seems a bit long and arduous, and after last night's... cough cough, the favorability those immortals and gods have shown towards me has decreased, and I feel like my luck has gotten a little worse..."

Zhao Zheng felt helpless. He said he was unlucky for two reasons: first, he had encountered Kuang Minghui's people, and second, he had sent people to investigate Luo Siyao's diary but had not found any information at all!

"No rush, take your time..."

As Zhao Zheng walked into the inner courtyard of the Su Family Martial Arts School, he suddenly frowned and clutched his chest, looking at his heart meridian, which appeared to be slightly damaged.

"Alright, that makes sense. After all, I just fought a seventh-rank martial artist, which aggravated my old injuries..."

Zhao Zheng stopped editing and stared speechlessly at the two illusory peach blossom petals drifting in from the direction of the main gate.

One to say one,

He hates unwanted romantic advances!

At the same time, at the entrance of the Su Family Martial Arts School, Shi Lianlian and Shi Bingbing walked in side by side, accompanied by their maids.

"Miss, Abbot Zhao is practicing martial arts right here!" ×2

"Really? If you dare to lie, hmph... hmph!"

The two Miss Shi spoke in unison, the first cold snort directed at their respective maids, and the second cold snort directed at the other.