Martial Arts: Starting with Bajiquan, I will prove my divine power through the ultimate path!

Inside the dilapidated mud-brick house.

Two figures dressed in brocade sat on a wooden bench.

A middle-aged man, around 50 years old.

The other person was a woman around 20 years old. She was dressed very elegantly and had fair skin, but her appearance was rather ordinary. She had a haughty demeanor and her eyes were full of scrutiny and disdain.

The woman had also placed a handkerchief on the stool.

He held a handkerchief to his nose, as if breathing in the air would poison his body.

On the table are two bowls of water and rice cakes that are too precious to eat during the Lunar New Year.

Neither of them moved, their faces clearly showing disgust.

Seeing this scene, Shi Wen knew exactly what had happened and felt quite ashamed.

He just wanted to practice his skills properly, so what's wrong with him every day?

Did you seduce women?

"Awen, you're back?"

When Lao Shi saw him, he quickly got up and came over. "Miss Han came to visit today to express her gratitude."

"Well, thank you for what happened last time. It's about time for today, so let's leave it at that."

Han Xiaoyue suddenly stood up and threw a money bag on the table. "Oh right, you saved me back then, this money is a small token of my appreciation."

As soon as he finished speaking, he got up and left.

Han Dachuan was shrewd in business and didn't want to go to extremes. He nodded to the group and then followed his daughter.

Wait until you get into the carriage.

Han Dachuan then asked, "Daughter, why did you leave as soon as you saw that boy? Didn't you come here specifically to find him?"

"Father, I came to see this boy because I don't want gossip to damage the Han family's reputation. Haven't our competitors been attacking us these past few days with accusations of ingratitude?"

"That's the real reason we've come to visit."

"Since we've already seen them, what's the point of staying there if we don't leave?"

"Father, you deal with those peasants so much, you don't mind the dirt, but I do! Leaving him 50 strings of cash isn't a small amount!"

Han Xiaoyue's words were full of disdain.

Han Dachuan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Xiaoyue, I just saw that kid wearing the boxing academy's uniform. Would it be bad to offend him?"

"How about we sponsor him with some more money? If he becomes a martial artist, our family will have a truly reliable martial artist in the future!"

What he said was true.

A martial artist trained personally is different from one hired from outside.

The former is more reliable.

Upon hearing this, Han Xiaoyue's face revealed a mocking expression. "Father, do you want to hear what you're saying?"

"Do you know how difficult it is to become a martial artist?"

"Becoming a martial artist requires more than just innate talent; how much money is needed to nourish the body and temper the bones? And even spending money doesn't guarantee the tempering of qi and blood!"

"Instead of spending money to sponsor him, we should use that money to find suitable martial artists for matchmaking."

"If I find a suitable husband who is a martial artist, wouldn't our Han family's business at the docks be even more secure?"

"I had a very pleasant conversation with a martial artist from a martial arts school recently. He told me all this, and he also told me about a great business opportunity. I invested an additional 100 taels, and I got back 150 taels with interest. Dad, we can grit our teeth and scrape together another sum to invest 1000 taels. This is much more profitable than doing business..."

His words were filled with a sense of superiority.

Seeing Han Dachuan deep in thought, she immediately smiled and said, "Dad, I know what you're worried about, but don't think about things that are impossible. How could a nobody possibly turn their life around?"

"A peasant can't possibly become a martial artist. Even though he saved me, didn't I give him money too?"

"I'm even with him, we owe each other nothing!"

"Families like theirs can't even save 50 strings of cash in ten years. Giving him 50 strings of cash today is already very generous."

"As for martial artists, we have several martial artists affiliated with us now, so there's no need to worry about business. Our daughter is well-educated, so you can trust me."

Upon hearing this, Han Dachuan sighed and said, "It's just about the Red Lantern Gang..."

"The Red Lantern Gang's business is none of our concern. He saved me, so we gave him money, and that settles everything."

Han Xiaoyue smiled and said, "Father, instead of thinking about these things, you should focus your energy on hiring a retainer. Zhang's contract is about to expire, but he has already left Heiyun County. We need to look around the city for suitable martial artists to join us, preferably young and promising ones."

"This way, our Han family business can grow even bigger!"

"Xiaoyue, you've read a lot and know a lot. You're right, Dad will listen to you."

Han Dachuan gritted his teeth and nodded.

I just feel a sense of unease that I can't quite put my finger on.

Not only did she have some concerns about the additional investment business her daughter had mentioned, but she also felt an inexplicable sense of oppression from the young man's gaze.

This young man... is so calm!

His calm demeanor suggested an air of absolute confidence and an indifference to those who posed no threat.

Is it really impossible for people like this to escape from this quagmire...?

Inside the mud-brick house.

In complete silence, Old Shi and his mother stared at the money on the table, looking extremely embarrassed.

Only Shi Wen's eyes flashed with indifference.

Fifty strings of cash would indeed be a large sum of money for a family like theirs, but it meant nothing to him now.

Even though I don't like it.

But Shi Wen understood that his predecessor had interfered in someone else's cause, and this was the bitter consequence he had suffered.

That's human nature; you can't expect everyone to be a good person.

"Ah Wen, now that you're practicing martial arts, you'll need a lot of money. Take this money and use it first."

Old Shi said softly.

Unable to refuse, Shi Wen took the money.

He took the money and used it to buy more rice, grains, and meat on weekdays.

No matter how much or how little they eat, the parents can always get something to improve their health.

If this money were left to my parents, they would probably just save it and not use it, unwilling to spend it.

After dinner.

Shi Wen practiced boxing in the backyard.

Only at home did he dare to truly unleash his full potential.

Without utilizing Qi and blood.

The basic skills he had mastered were so powerful that they were many times stronger than those of the disciples in the outer courtyard who had reached the highest level. His power came from his feet, and his fists and elbows moved in unison with his waist and hips. He was as skilled and ruthless as a veteran who had been immersed in this art for many years!

With the movements of a dragon and the strides of a tiger, each step resounded loudly.

If the disciples of the boxing academy saw this scene, I wonder what they would think!

"Phew! That feels so good!"

After practicing several sets of basic exercises, Shi Wen was covered in sweat, but felt relaxed and comfortable all over.

【Extreme Seal】

[Bajiquan Basic Skills for Beginners: Minor Success (26/100), Characteristic: Penetrating Power!]

[Iron Whip Leg: Introduction (18/30)]

"Tonight I'll master the Iron Whip Kick, and then I'll find some time to check out the Red Lantern Gang."

Shi Wen clasped his hands together.

He changed into a very ordinary set of short, coarse cloth clothes, grabbed the faceless mask he had bought on the way back, and walked through Taiping Alley.

He emerged from a dark, deserted corner.

He has become a completely different person.

Shi Wenmian, wearing a pale, cheap-looking faceless mask, walked indifferently toward Ghost Alley.

The alley was silent, with traces of blood still remaining on the paving stones. The dark alley was overgrown with weeds and filled with dilapidated houses. Some graves also revealed a desolate atmosphere under the moonlight.

Shi Wen went to the corner where the wooden stakes were hidden, only to find that the old wooden stakes had been replaced with brand new and more valuable specially made elm stakes.

Clearly, Zhang Sheng, who was trying to steal the help, was extending a friendly gesture to him!

dong dong dong~

Shi Wen tapped the wooden stake with his fingers, producing a dull sound.

boom!

He suddenly kicked out, immersing himself in his training.

Once, twice, three times...

The sky gradually transitioned from deep black to deep blue, and a faint light blue, like a fish flipping its belly, could be seen on the distant horizon.

Heavens, in a few more hours.

It will be bright soon!

Shi Wen glanced at the Extreme Seal and kicked the wooden stake one last time.

[Iron Whip Leg: Xiao Cheng (1/80)]

boom!

In an instant, a surge of information and memories flooded into Shi Wen's mind.

He seemed to have been immersed in practicing the external leg techniques for many years. Every move appeared in his memory. The Iron Whip Kick not only became more concise and fierce, but also more lethal. With his eyes closed and mind focused, he did not need to deliberately perform a series of moves to execute it. He could easily execute the move he wanted!

at the same time.

Shi Wen noticed a numb and tingling sensation coming from his legs.

His leg muscles looked like earthworms wriggling, and the muscles in his thighs and calves were noticeably thicker, with very clear muscle lines.

Even more outrageous is...

The skin on the area where the leg was kicked became harder.

The original cocoon transformed into a thick layer of keratin-like substance, resembling cowhide.

"It is said that if you practice the external martial arts to the extreme, your body parts will change."

"Just as I expected, such a tough surface."

Shi Wen reached out and pinched it, then suddenly kicked the mud wall next to him.

boom!

The mud wall shattered with a crash, sending dust flying everywhere, obscuring Shi Wen's figure but unable to conceal his inner joy.

"Such powerful external martial arts technique. If one were to master it to perfection, I wonder if one's legs could truly become as hard as iron?"

"Moreover, Xiao Cheng's Iron Whip Kick is more perfect. The footwork is more concise and swift. The leg techniques are not only agile, but the moves are also fierce. It's like a martial art that has been improved according to my physique."

"Those three killing moves... are even more refined!!"

Shi Wen closed his eyes and began practicing his Iron Whip Kick in the open space!

The power originates from the feet, and each step is like a muffled thunderclap from the ground.

He took one step at a time, his legs like iron pestles breaking through the air, making a series of dull sounds. He was swift yet agile, and wherever he went, mud walls and wooden houses collapsed and shattered, making an exceptionally impressive display!

The minor success of his external martial arts training had resulted in such ferocity.

Before Shi Wen had even used his qi and blood, his legs smashed down like iron pestles, shattering everything in their path!

【Extreme Seal】

[Bajiquan Basic Skills for Beginners: Minor Success (25/100), Characteristic: Penetrating Power]

[Iron Whip Leg: Xiao Cheng (2/80)]

[Evolutionary Branch 1: Contaminated Lucky Meat (-9.2h)]

Shi Wen withdrew his gaze, sensing the small amount of blood and qi, about the length of his little finger, moving like an eel in his dantian. His expression changed slightly. "What's going on?"

"Two martial arts techniques at a minor level have actually increased my qi and blood strength by more than double? How is that possible?"

He has been practicing diligently these past two days, and has also been eating meat and taking medicine.

He had only cultivated his Qi and blood to the size of a few embroidery needles, but today he has mastered the Iron Whip Kick.

When one's qi and blood become as large as a loach, it will grow strong.

This is more than just doubling.

"Could it be that the Iron Whip Kick is a body-strengthening technique, and because it targets different body parts, it achieves a 1+1>2 effect?"

"If the opportunity arises, we should try to find other martial arts techniques."

Shi Wen withdrew his gaze.

He ate dried animal meat to replenish his energy and blood, his gaze fixed on the end of the alley.

Someone is walking over.