Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

Next, Zhang Qingshan listened to Da Long recount the whole story.

Yesterday, the brothers Zhang Dagui and Zhang Ergui went to the market and sold some wild produce they had picked. Then they went to the general store in the market to buy some things, and that's when they got into an argument.

The shopkeepers accused Zhang Dagui of stealing, and they called their guards. During the argument, one of the guards broke Zhang Dagui's arm with a stick.

Later, local militia and gang members who collected protection money arrived. While arguing, Zhang Ergui was kicked unconscious by a gang member.

The reason Liu Dalong asked Zhang Qingshan if he had offended anyone was because after seeing Zhang Dagui and Zhang Ergui being beaten, some people brought up their backgrounds, saying that their children were learning martial arts at a martial arts school and were not easy to bully.

Unexpectedly, the gang member scoffed, "That's exactly what we're going to do!"

After listening.

Zhang Qingshan looked at Dalong, recalling the details he had described: "Was that general store called Rong's General Store?"

"Yes, Qingshan, I heard it's run by the Rong family of Rongjiazhuang. The one who beat your father was one of their bodyguards!"

I understand the reason a little better now.

The only question was why the lower-level members of the Mountain Forest Gang would side with the Rong family, since they were also martial artists and had some influence.

Zhang Qingshan closed his eyes and stood there for a while.

This society is cannibalistic, and people's hearts are treacherous; it's like a ghostly abyss.

Looking back at the whole story, it turns out that the other party was the one who started the trouble. However, instead of reflecting on their own actions, they became increasingly aggressive.

Petty people are like ghosts; they are only afraid of being burned to ashes by the great sun!

Then her expression calmed down considerably, and she looked at Da Long, "Da Long, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go out and get something to eat first. Tomorrow, I'll go home with you to see my dad and second uncle."

"No need to go outside, Qingshan, just cook some millet porridge at home."

In reality, Zhang Qingshan didn't have much money left. When they got outside, he managed to treat Liu Dalong to a few steamed buns.

After eating, Liu Dalong and Zhang Qingshan returned to the dilapidated house. The two of them squeezed into one bed. Night had fallen, and Dalong, who had walked all day on the mountain road, fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

After a while, Zhang Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his fingers, and pressed them against Liu Dalong's carotid sinus. The power control of a level four martial artist took effect, causing the other party to fall into a coma without damaging his organs.

I got up quietly, opened the door quietly, and slipped out of the yard quietly.

They walked quietly, avoiding potential pedestrians, until they reached a section of the outer city wall.

A level four martial artist unleashes the power of a thousand jin, his strength fierce and powerful. He uses his fingers to grip the gaps between the bricks and stones, climbing up the city wall in a few breaths, and then descending in the same way.

These city walls were meant to keep ordinary people out; how could they possibly keep out martial arts masters with a purpose?

After descending the city wall, his eyesight was blazing, and using the starlight as a guide, he sped off in a certain direction.

Zhang Qingshan's eyes were now incredibly dark, and deep within that darkness, flames burned and killing intent burst forth.

Human hearts are filled with evil, so tonight I will travel thirty miles to slaughter some of them, to extinguish the fire in my heart and to express my true intentions.

Those who bully others go too far and bring disaster upon their families. If they do not seek revenge, how can they sleep soundly, or find peace to cultivate themselves?

[Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! In Shui Rouquan's heart, killing intent had already overwhelmed everything. There was no gentleness in her heart, only a raging torrent. Shui Rouquan roared, "Kill them all! Kill them all! Kill them until no one dares to harm their families! Kill them until they dare not make a move!"]

Shui Rouquan knew that compromise and begging for mercy would only embolden the enemy, making them believe they had found his weakness. Only by being more ruthless and bloodthirsty than them could he prevent them from doing anything else until he killed him. Kill, kill, kill! Exterminate their entire family, wipe out ten generations of them...

Zhang Qingshan felt no fatigue whatsoever. He only knew that endless anger and killing intent were surging within his body. Although his breathing was steady, it became increasingly long and heavy. With each breath he inhaled and exhaled, his blood was also restless.

While running, I felt my will bursting forth and my blood surging; fatigue and weariness were swept away by the fire in my heart.

The moonlight in the night is guiding me, the wind in the night is helping me, and my five senses are amplified, assisting me in running.

Their eyes shone brightly, devoid of any fear or hesitation, only radiant will and an unfathomable abyss...and anticipation!

The thirty-mile stretch was not a flat road, but a winding mountain path. In the past, it would have taken Zhang Qingshan half a day to walk there, but now, in the darkness of night, he rushed there in just two hours.

Under the moonlight, he saw a village monument with three characters written on it—Rongjiazhuang.

It was several times larger than Zhangjia Village, surrounded by dilapidated houses, with a magnificent manor standing in the middle of the village.

After resting for a while, he tore a piece of cloth from his clothes, poked two holes in it, and then wrapped it around his head.

Zhang Qingshan strode quickly toward the manor in the center of the village. Along the way, some villagers' guard dogs were startled and began to bark.

Some villagers opened their doors to look, but Zhang Qingshan had already stepped over their houses.

It's not a big deal if we find out.

Zhang Qingshan is going to kill them all today!

The Blood Night was restless, the Level 4 Force was roaring, and the flesh and blood inside the body were heating up. It was necessary to use their blood to cool down the high temperature and fire in the body.

With a force of a thousand pounds, it can move a body weighing over a hundred pounds at an incredible speed.

Just as the barking of the guard dogs from the surrounding villages of Rongjiazhuang began, and the villagers were asking each other in confusion what was going on, Zhang Qingshan had already arrived in front of Rongjiazhuang.

With a burst of strength, he leaped over the two- or three-meter-high courtyard wall. Zhang Qingshan hadn't prepared in advance, so he observed from the wall for a while. Fortunately, he was just a wealthy man from the countryside. Although his mansion was large and had several courtyards, it wasn't complicated, and it was easy to tell where the center was.

"Woof!" "Who is it!"

While they were observing, a guard with a dog noticed them.

With a sudden lunge and a few leaps, he appeared before the astonished guards and the black dog, killing them both with a single punch and kick.

Before the other guards could react, they had already stepped into the courtyard and were rushing towards the main building, which was clearly where the owner was.

This is just the courtyard of a local wealthy man, not the residence of any important figure, much less a military exercise site.

Zhang Qingshan had just rushed into the main courtyard where the two-story main building was located when the dog's bark and the guards' shouts finally attracted the attention of some of the guards.

After Zhang Qingshan punched open the main courtyard door, shouts of "Murder!" came from the spot where he had just killed the guard.

In the other courtyards, a commotion began to rise, with responses coming from all directions.

......

"What's going on? What's that shouting outside?"

Madam Zhang already had trouble sleeping, and after chanting sutras in the Buddhist hall at night, she finally managed to fall asleep, but now she's been woken up again. She knows she'll never be able to sleep again today, and anger surges within her.

She called for her lowly maid to help her out of the house. She had already made up her mind: first, she would whip the stupid, lowly servant who had disturbed her, and then she would go to the Buddhist hall to chant sutras and recuperate.

As soon as I stepped outside, I bumped into a strange person with something wrapped around their head. We stared at each other in bewilderment.

A bad thought flashed through my mind.

"Come..."

A large, iron-like hand grabbed her neck, about to strangle her, but then seemed to think for a moment and asked, "Who are you to the Rong family?"

When she was young, Old Madam Rong was also a master at exploiting the villagers. She was cunning and wouldn't dare to answer now.

Zhang Qingshan looked at the trembling maid beside him and grabbed her as well: "Who is she?"

"Ah, don't kill me! Don't kill me! She's the Rong family matriarch! Don't kill me!"

"Bang!" Before the old lady of the Rong family could even make a promise, she was suddenly thrown by a force and slammed into the bricks. Her head was shattered and she was dead beyond any doubt.

The maid trembled even more violently. Zhang Qingshan looked at the liquid left beneath her and swept his gaze over the scars on her palms and wrists. It seemed as if she might faint from fright at any moment.

The deep voice was utterly cold: "Tell me which room the Rong family's mistress, son, and daughter are in, or you'll die!"

The maidservants had no will to die; their fingers trembled as they pointed in different directions, some in the main courtyard, others in the neighboring courtyard.

Without delay, Zhang Qingshan abandoned his maid and rushed towards the spot he pointed to.

The maid sat in the urine she had urinated in fright, her face streaked with terror and tears, trembling and huddled together. As she watched the figure rushing towards her, a certain anticipation and pleasure flashed deep in her eyes.

"Kill!" The killing intent in his heart had not diminished in the slightest.

"boom!"

He burst into a charming bedroom and killed a young man who looked delicate and fair-skinned with a single punch.

"What happened? That bastard made a scene, disturbing my sleep! Does he have a death wish? I'm going to the city to see my second brother tomorrow!"

The arrogant young lady of the Rong family stormed out, only to be greeted by a giant foot. Before she could even scream, her chest collapsed and she flew out.

As soon as a guard turned the corner, his neck was broken by a punch, and his entire body flew out of the room.

When they arrived at the place where the maid had mentioned the residence of the Rong family's mistress, they saw a barefoot middle-aged woman being escorted away by two guards in a state of panic.

"Stop him! Stop him! Don't forget, your family all eat at the Rong family's restaurant. As long as I live, I will never mistreat them!"

The two guards gritted their teeth, brandished their single-edged swords, and charged forward.

Zhang Qingshan unleashed his power, slightly shifting his body before throwing out two powerful and swift punches. With a "boom," two level-one martial arts guards were sent flying, their chests caved in.

The next moment, he stepped onto the ground again and arrived in front of the pampered middle-aged woman. In her terrified gaze, a hand slapped down and directly slapped her usually cherished fleshy face into his chest.

He grabbed another maid and asked in a chilling voice, "Where is the Rong family patriarch? Where is the head guard? Who else is a direct descendant of the Rong family...?"

For the rest of the time, Zhang Qingshan moved around the Rong family manor.