Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

Tea splashed towards me.

The momentum of Wang Zhenhuai's advance was abruptly halted.

He looked at Lin Ji with a surprised expression, his face full of disbelief.

"Mind your own business, you old fool!"

But it is precisely this gap.

Gu Xuan has regained control of his body.

He slapped back.

"Bang!"

A steel chain shot out with a "clatter".

Wang Zhenhuai twisted his leather boots and took another step forward.

But by then it was too late.

Even though he re-locked onto Gu Xuan from a distance.

Gu Xuan also landed back beside Lin Ji due to the inertia of the iron chain.

Wang Zhenhuai narrowed his eyes slightly.

He stared intently at Lin Ji.

"Uncle, kill them! Kill them to avenge me!"

The anger that had been building up inside the tea stall when he saw his uncle unleash his fury quickly turned into hatred, and much of it dissipated.

But seeing that his uncle hadn't made a move for a long time.

The anger in his heart resurfaced.

"Uncle, I've lost an arm and a hand. How will you explain this to my parents when I go back like this?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenhuai abruptly turned his head.

His eyes were as deep as an abyss, almost as if he wanted to devour someone.

That one glance immediately silenced Prince Heng.

The moment his uncle looked at him, Prince Heng felt as if a thousand troops were galloping towards him.

A sense of impending death welled up from the depths of his heart.

"Gurgle."

He couldn't help but swallow hard.

Wang Zhenhuai looked at Lin Ji again.

He remained silent.

He straightened into a standard horse stance, then twisted his toes and disappeared from the spot with a "whoosh."

No sooner said than done.

Just at the critical moment.

Lin Ji gently tugged at Liu Qingzhu's sleeve and pulled her out.

Liu Qingzhu looked at Lin Ji in surprise, and when she saw the slight curve of Lin Ji's lips, she immediately understood.

But from an outsider's perspective...

Lin Ji's move seemed to deliberately pull someone in as a human shield.

Immediately afterwards, a chorus of sighs and curses rang out from the crowd on Shaluoping.

next second.

Liu Qingzhu drew a cold sword flower in the air with her three-inch short sword, directly blocking Wang Zhenhuai's punch.

"At the thirteen o'clock position on the right, just casually perform a sword flourish."

These words had already been transmitted to Liu Qingzhu's ears via telepathy when Wang Zhenhuai suddenly rose up.

These were the words of Lin Ji.

With his profound understanding of martial arts, Wang Zhenhuai was naturally no match for Lin Ji.

The ability to fight against someone at the Transcendent Realm is extremely rare in the entire country of China.

He wanted Liu Qingzhu to break through to the ordinary Transformation Realm when he reached the top of Mount Hua, and having Liu Qingzhu fight against a Transformation Realm expert was the fastest shortcut.

This is also why Lin Ji pushed Liu Qingzhu forward.

just.

Lin Ji's telepathic message was delivered too casually.

Even the exceptionally intelligent Liu Qingzhu couldn't grasp the mystery behind it.

He could only follow Lin Ji's instructions and perform a sword flourish in the air.

The sword flashes were cold and sharp.

This effectively forced Wang Zhenhuai's fist to stop.

Wang Zhenhuai raised his eyelids again, and this time finally spoke: "Another Transformation Realm cultivator?"

"No! He's just at the peak of the Inner Strength realm!"

It seemed like he was saying that to himself.

He switched his right hand to his left, clenched his left fist, and pressed down on Liu Qingzhu with a fist-like stance.

Just as Liu Qingzhu's fist landed...

He seemed to understand the intention behind Lin Ji's words.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and all her acupoints were activated.

Now she understood everything.

Lin Ji instructed her to strike the spot where the opponent's fist would land.

Rather, it is the key moment when the opponent's fist gathers its power.

Even if the punch intercepted by Liu Qingzhu landed, it would be difficult to unleash the power of striking objects from a distance.

Lin Ji didn't tell her about defense.

Instead, it's destruction.

Liu Qingzhu has a comprehensive understanding of the subject.

The small sword in her hand pierced precisely at Wang Zhenhuai, who was throwing another punch.

To outsiders, this sword strike looked as if, due to nervousness, the prepared move had been prematurely unleashed, awkwardly slashing through thin air.

Just when everyone thought Liu Qingzhu was about to be mercilessly beaten by Wang Zhenhuai, they were about to be surprised.

Wang Zhenhuai's fist, which he had been gathering, suddenly stopped, abruptly halting in front of Liu Qingzhu.

"Well done, Sister Qingzhu!"

"Wow, Qingzhu, you're amazing! I want to learn from you."

Bai Yu'er and Su Wanning, like members of the atmosphere group, praised Liu Qingzhu.

Liu Qingzhu, standing in front of them, was completely absorbed in her own thoughts.

She seemed to have entered a special state, her short sword never stopping.

The third sword strike has already been launched.

The sword struck precisely where Wang Zhenhuai was about to unleash his newfound power.

"Um?"

Wang Zhenhuai exclaimed in surprise.

He pushed off with his foot and actually retreated several steps.

His probing gaze kept shifting between Liu Qingzhu and Lin Ji.

My heart was filled with dread.

He wasn't without a way to win over the icy beauty before him.

Instead, he was forced to reveal his trump card by a mere peak-level Dark Force cultivator. If word got out, he would probably be laughed at for the rest of his life.

He kicked twice in quick succession, completely widening the distance between himself and Lin Ji and the others.

Only then did he raise his hand and cup his fist:

"Your skill is excellent, heroine. I have already reached the Transformation Realm. It would be an insult for me to fight someone like you who is at the peak of the Dark Realm. I will give you three moves today."

His words were full of flaws.

But all the martial artists present believed it.

Wang Zhenhuai's mastery of the Huajin technique was already well-known among martial artists in the Central Plains and northern China.

Looking again, the icy beauty didn't even release a single sword aura in her three moves.

It's clearly a hidden strength.

Moreover.

Previously, Wang Zhenhuai's moves would stop before he could even make a move.

If this isn't letting, then what is it?

"General Wang has such a magnanimous spirit!"

"General Wang is truly the most chivalrous man in the world!"

"Yes, yes! I think this cold beauty should go home with General Wang and become his concubine. It wouldn't be bad."

These words brought a look of joy to Wang Zhenhuai, who was nearly fifty years old, and he couldn't help but look Liu Qingzhu up and down.

……

Liu Qingzhu was aloof by nature and remained unmoved by Wang Zhenhuai's words or those of the surrounding martial artists.

Lin Ji, however, did not want to reveal his identity.

He wanted to take action himself.

But I still managed to suppress my impulse.

Just then.

Bai Yu'er suddenly took a step forward and cursed in a deep voice, "Keep your dog eyes to yourself."

Wang Zhenhuai raised an eyebrow and suddenly turned his head to look at Bai Yuer.

Today was truly an inauspicious day.

How did I end up being bullied by two women?

Wang Zhenhuai glanced sideways at Lin Ji, suppressing a cold smile as he thought to himself:

"Judging from your surprised expression, a real woman must be quite important to you!"

His eyes gleamed.

A crimson iron fist slammed straight toward Bai Yu'er.

"Yu'er! Heavenly Decree, watch out for your right hand, three feet to the left!"

"Yu'er! Use the Heavenly Evolution Strike to strike three feet to the upper left of your right hand!"

Two voices appeared simultaneously in the earpiece.

Liu Qingzhu immediately pressed down with his three-inch short sword.

The black cloth bag containing the Mountain and River Stabilizing Spear behind Lin Ji was suddenly yanked.

Just as the bag was about to be torn open.

A silver hairpin appeared in Bai Yu'er's hand.

It struck Wang Zhenhuai's flesh with pinpoint accuracy.

The key acupoints for concentrating qi and blood were hit.

Wang Zhenhuai instantly lost his strength.

Bai Yu'er stumbled back a few steps due to inertia, but Lin Ji pulled her into his arms.