Gou Zai Wu Dao Chao Shi Xing Nian Da Gong

Soon, news of Wang Jinzhong's murder spread throughout the surrounding neighborhoods.

Many poor people were overjoyed, as they had suffered greatly under the oppression of the Black Snake Gang. Some direct victims even set off firecrackers to celebrate.

However, the Black Snake Gang displayed ruthless methods this time. Anyone who dared to celebrate had their legs broken, and those who remained defiant were killed by sneaking into their homes at night.

The people around immediately fell silent, and no one dared to discuss the matter anymore.

However, the matter did not calm down.

Just a few days after Wang Jinzhong's death, a leader of another major gang in Nancheng, the Crocodile Gang, was murdered in his home, his entire family slaughtered in a tragic manner.

Subsequently, the Crocodile Gang and the Black Snake Gang accused each other of assassinating their respective leaders, which escalated the conflict. Members of both gangs began to fight frequently in the streets, and some even died.

Zhou Fugan didn't care much about such things. Both sides were scum; the more they died, the better.

He continues to cultivate daily with the aid of tonics, rapidly improving his cultivation level. He also instructs his two grandsons in their martial arts practice.

Zhou Sheng learned Tai Chi very quickly, partly because Zhou Fugan taught him well, and partly because the boy was indeed quite quick to learn.

He quickly learned the entire set of moves and routines, and his execution was quite impressive, although he didn't quite understand the inner workings of Tai Chi.

That day, after finishing his practice, Zhou Sheng scratched his head in frustration and asked, "Grandpa, this boxing technique is too difficult to learn. 'Using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds'? What exactly does that mean? How can four ounces possibly deflect a thousand pounds?"

"Haha, it is indeed a bit hard to understand. How about this, I'll lend you a hand," Zhou Fugan said with a slight smile.

"OK!"

Zhou Sheng's eyes lit up upon hearing this. His grandfather was a martial arts master; if he could spar with him, wouldn't he gain a great deal?

Thinking of this, he was eager to try it out and assumed the stance of Hammer Cloud Fist.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Fugan shook his head, "No need for Hammer Cloud Fist, let's use Tai Chi to connect."

"Tai Chi? How can I practice this slow and deliberate style?" Zhou Sheng asked in confusion.

"Hehe, you still haven't grasped the beauty of it. Come, let me teach you."

Subsequently, Zhou Fugan taught Zhou Sheng Tai Chi Push Hands.

Tai Chi Push Hands is something you can only learn after you've mastered Tai Chi. If you haven't fully understood Tai Chi, it's very difficult to learn Push Hands.

However, with Zhou Fugan's own perfect Tai Chi strength guiding him, Zhou Sheng quickly experienced the power of Tai Chi Chuan in overcoming hardness with softness, and then suddenly realized the true wonder of Tai Chi Chuan's strength.

"Grandpa, that force is truly amazing!"

Zhou Fugan exclaimed excitedly, as if he were a child who had received his beloved toy.

"Yes, if you can fully master the power of Tai Chi, it will be of great benefit to any martial arts you learn in the future. Try Tai Chi now," Zhou Fugan said with a smile.

"good!"

Zhou Sheng immediately began practicing Tai Chi.

This time, he understood the secrets of Tai Chi's power, and when he practiced Tai Chi again, he indeed experienced a noticeable change.

Zhou Fugan nodded slightly and said with satisfaction, "Very good, that's how you practice. You have truly learned Tai Chi. From now on, just put in more effort."

......

At Hammer Cloud Martial Arts School, a tall, upright young man walked through the gate.

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother Zhao!"

Many apprentices from the outer academy gathered around to greet him.

"Haha, good, Junior Brother Wang, Junior Brother Zhang... they're all good!"

The boy smiled and responded enthusiastically to everyone.

He is Zhao Xiong, the newly accepted genius disciple of the school's master, Chen Liangqing.

He was very polite as soon as he entered the school, greeting all the other apprentices with a smile. Even after he learned that he had superior talent and was valued by the school master and was to be taken as his last disciple, he did not change his attitude and remained as enthusiastic as ever towards the apprentices.

This earned him a very good reputation among the people.

"Senior Brother Zhao is truly a gentleman!"

"That's right. Senior Brother Zhao has superior talent and has been favored by the sect leader, yet he remains so approachable. There are few like him in the world!"

"..."

The apprentices showered him with compliments.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiong couldn't help but smile.

Fame is exactly what he wants.

Born into a merchant family, he was influenced by his surroundings and became adept at these superficial skills, but deep down, he prioritized profit above all else.

In fact, ever since he rose to power, he has looked down on these apprentices from the bottom of his heart. He only greets them with a smile and pretends to be polite in order to maintain his image.

There is only one goal: profit.

"Senior Brother Zhao."

Suddenly, a thin, fair-skinned boy walked over with a fawning smile.

Zhao Xiong recognized the man; his name was Li Youcai. His family ran a cloth business and had considerable wealth, making him a prime target!

He immediately put on a friendly expression and asked, "Junior Brother Li, is there something you need?"

Seeing that Zhao Xiong treated him better than others, Li Youcai was immediately excited and quickly replied, "Senior brother, I informed my father about your situation yesterday, and he agreed to sponsor you with one tael of silver per month. Please continue to take care of me in the future."

"Haha, Junior Brother You are too kind. I am at a crucial stage of my cultivation right now and need money the most, so I will accept it without hesitation. If you ever need anything in the future, Junior Brother, just come to me." Zhao Xiong laughed and patted his chest to assure him.

"Thank you, senior brother." Li Youcai's face was beaming, as if he had received a great honor.

Zhao Xiong smiled broadly, but inwardly he cursed, "How stingy! Only one tael of silver a month. He expects me to take care of him? Go eat shit!"

He then looked around at the crowd, hoping someone else would offer assistance. But the apprentices around him, seeing him looking at them, all looked away, their faces showing embarrassment.

One tael of silver a month is not a small amount; only wealthy families like Li Youcai could afford it. Most of them had already exhausted their savings after paying for martial arts training, and they could barely afford to eat meat. How could they possibly have money to help others?

"A bunch of paupers!"

Zhao Xiong cursed inwardly, but smiled and said, "Everyone, Master is waiting for me. I'll go to the backyard first."

He cupped his hands in greeting, then turned and walked towards the backyard.

As soon as I entered, I was face off against someone.

"Senior Brother Zhao." The man was slightly taken aback, then cupped his hands in a salute.

"So it's Junior Brother Zhou. By the way, what are your thoughts on that matter from last time?" Zhao Xiong's eyes lit up when he saw who it was, and he asked expectantly.

"this,"

Zhou Sheng paused, a hint of annoyance flashing through his mind.

He had wanted to befriend Zhao Xiong, but unexpectedly, the man wanted to take him on as a follower. Moreover, seeing that he had money to buy Hammer Skin Soup, he even suggested that he give him the money and then help him out after he became successful.

Zhou Sheng was stunned. His money was earned by his grandfather through hard work, and he didn't even have enough for himself. His second brother was waiting at home for money to learn martial arts. How could he possibly help others?

So he subtly explained that his family was also poor and had no money.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiong seemed not to understand human language and told him to think about it for a few more days.

Zhou Sheng went out to inquire and heard that this person had attracted a lot of financial support from the apprentices. Many wealthy apprentices, seeing his talent and promising future, tried to invest in him in advance, hoping to reap greater returns later.

But Zhou Sheng had a keen sense that this person was unreliable and most likely a dishonest swindler. These people's plans were probably going to fall through.

"Senior Brother Zhao, my family is poor, and I struggle even to learn martial arts myself. I really cannot help you."

Zhou Sheng didn't want to fall out with him, but he also didn't want him to keep bothering him, so he directly refused.

"Junior brother, think it through. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiong's expression darkened, and he spoke in an unfriendly tone.

"If there's nothing else, Senior Brother, then I'll take my leave!"

After Zhou Sheng finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Just you wait!" Zhao Xiong's face darkened, and he hardened his heart.