Martial Arts Awakening, Bloodfire Fist Master

Zhang Qingshan noticed a hint of interest and hope in his master's eyes.

This is what he wanted, and it's also a bit of his selfish desire.

He knew that when a person faces a powerful threat and sees little hope, some will give up and lie down to die, while others will become more destructive.

The master is probably the latter type, or both, and is prepared to go all out and perish if things don't go his way.

This plan is not wrong; it can deter the enemy.

However, once this mentality takes hold, one may become more aggressive in their actions, which could intimidate the enemy but also rapidly detonate and cause the situation to collapse.

Zhang Qingshan naturally disliked the rapid collapse of the situation.

He has a cheat code; his path ahead is smooth. All he needs is time.

The longer Qinghe Martial Arts School lasts, the longer the master can persevere, which is most beneficial for him.

That's why he deliberately boasted that he would be able to become a martial arts master and surpass his senior sister in a short period of time.

This is to give the master hope and confidence, to let him know that the martial arts school still has a future and can continue to thrive, instead of immediately going to mutual destruction.

Instead, it's about protecting the martial arts school for a few more years and waiting for the next generation to emerge.

With this mindset, when negotiating with foreign parties, one might try to find a better balance and extend the timeline for the final, desperate battle.

Zhang Qingshan's rapid growth cannot be faked.

Ji Feiyun had actually sent people to secretly investigate Zhang Qingshan's background and knew his journey from being exposed to Daliquan to entering the martial arts school.

When he comprehended the sixth level of dark power, he felt it was incredible. Now, not only has he condensed his strength early on, but he has also refined his strength to the point of drilling.

Judging from what this disciple said, the integrated power that combines all forces and strengths is not far off.

This rate of growth exceeded his expectations.

It was even more incredible than his former prized disciple, Long Baifeng.

If you were younger, you might have gotten to the bottom of the matter and found out the reason.

But now, he doesn't care about the reasons, as long as the strength is real.

If the martial arts school were to produce a powerful late-stage Transcendent Martial Master within a few years, the situation would be different.

He had originally prepared for the worst, intending to perish together with his enemy, and had his daughter and disciples secretly leave. However, once the situation deteriorated, he would become a target of everyone's attacks and be hunted by a pack of wolves, which was too uncontrollable.

It would be better if the martial arts school's status could be maintained and a new balance could be achieved.

There is an even more important expectation: whether this disciple can fulfill his wish and see the scenery beyond the realm of martial arts masters!

Therefore, Ji Feiyun was even more excited inside than he appeared on the surface.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt there was still hope for the martial arts school.

The stagnant resolve in his heart began to change, and the idea of ​​giving those opponents a good fight arose.

"Good, good, you're confident, kid. I'll do my best to create some space for you. I hope that you'll surprise not only me but also our opponents."

He stroked his beard.

"Logically, you should be protected in the martial arts school, but what you said makes sense. You are stronger than your fifth senior sister now, and you are a man, so you are indeed more suitable to go outside the city to oversee things. However, there is no rush, and we need to make preparations in the next two days."

"Good disciple, go down and cultivate diligently. I will take care of everything. Don't worry, I'll handle everything. My martial arts school has the strength to make those people wary."

Zhang Qingshan was about to leave.

"By the way, don't tell anyone about your current strength for now, not even your senior sister. Try to keep it a secret and keep your trump card to yourself."

"Yes, Master!"

.....

The next day.

The news that Lu Chenyuan, the leader of the Mountain Forest Gang and a martial arts master of the Transcendent Realm, had been beheaded by the old master of the Qinghe Martial Arts School in a fit of rage began to spread to the outside world.

Countless people are amazed that the master of Qinghe Martial Arts School is still strong and vigorous despite his old age, and his courage is not to be underestimated.

A sense of awe grew within me.

However, some people watched coldly, while others secretly added fuel to the fire.

Customers come to the restaurant.

It's a two-story wooden building, not too big or too small, with three cooks, five waiters, and the owner/manager.

"Oh, so the young manager isn't going to become a martial arts master anymore, he's working as an accountant now."

Tang Xin, an outer disciple of Qinghe Martial Arts School, smiled awkwardly and ignored the diner.

The other party became even more smug.

"Hehe, I told you long ago that Qinghe Martial Arts School is declining and can't go on anymore. I heard that many of their strong members have become disloyal, and the school master is said to be almost a hundred years old, probably looking terrible. Let me tell you, Young Manager Tang, how about you have your father give up half of the restaurant, and I'll have my uncle, who's the leader of the Xiaoqing Gang, take you as his apprentice and teach you martial arts?"

Seeing that the other person didn't respond, the person became a little dissatisfied.

"Don't be so stubborn, kid. You've only just entered the martial arts world, you're not even as good as the leader in my gang. Heh, don't think that martial arts school can protect you. I heard that their inner disciples guarding their properties outside the city were all killed, let alone a newbie like you!"

"Bang!"

A foot kicked the person who was speaking in the back.

He was kicked so hard he tumbled over and fell to the ground.

"Who the hell dares to kick..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked back a meter or two and curled up into a ball.

The newcomer was a burly man, even more ferocious than him.

"You bastard, you're practically unrelated to the leader of the Little Green Gang, yet you dare to bully my martial arts school's junior brother? You're just an ant, how dare you bully others? Even your relative wouldn't dare offend the head of my Qinghe Martial Arts School! You're asking for death!"

Tang Xin's eyes lit up with excitement when he saw the person who had arrived.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Wang!"

This man is called Wang Guangzong. He is also an outer disciple of Qinghe Martial Arts School. However, he has been practicing martial arts for more than ten years and is a fourth-level martial artist with an explosive force of 800 jin. He is a big shot among ordinary people. His family, like Tang Xin's, is also in business and is not affiliated with the martial arts school.

Although they are not inner disciples, as outer disciples, they are fellow disciples who practice martial arts together, so they stick together.

Moreover, the martial arts school is also their external support, proving that they have a foothold. In some cases, they are also connected with the martial arts school through a shared fate.

At this moment, Wang Guangzong looked proud and confident.

He glanced at the onlookers in the restaurant, patted Tang Xin on the shoulder, and said loudly:

"Haha, you don't know yet, do you? The Mountain Forest Gang harmed my senior brother in the inner sect of the martial arts school. My master was furious. That very night, he raided the Mountain Forest Gang's headquarters, stormed in, and in front of everyone, took off the head of the Mountain Forest Gang leader. It was so satisfying."

His eyes glared at the person who was getting up with a groan of pain.

"Hmph, you ignorant fool, how dare you bully my Qinghe Martial Arts School! How do you compare to Lu Chenyuan, the high and mighty leader of the Mountain Forest Gang? That kind of big shot, who claims to be invulnerable to swords and spears and acts with impunity, was still killed like a dog by our master!"

Upon hearing this, the man trembled and his eyes darted around.

Although I thought it was impossible, the other person's confident demeanor suggested they weren't joking.

That was the leader of the Mountain Forest Gang, the head of a gang! You just killed him like that? I heard the Mountain Forest Gang is backed by the Zhou family.

It wasn't just him.

The other diners in the restaurant were equally shocked!

Even such important figures were murdered?

The way people looked at the two outer disciples changed immediately.

"Hehe, hehe, Master Tang, I was just drunk and talking nonsense. Please don't take it to heart. And this gentleman, how could I dare to offend Qinghe Martial Arts School? I wouldn't dare even if you gave me ten lives!"

Tang Xin, the young manager of the restaurant, straightened his back even more.

"Waiter, bring everyone wine! This is on me, Tang, to celebrate the divine might of my master!"

Not only here, but also in many teahouses, taverns, brothels and pleasure quarters throughout the city, these messages are spreading rapidly.

The leader of a gang, overconfident and arrogant, was publicly killed by the master of Qinghe Martial Arts School. How shocking and exciting!

......

Other martial arts schools, gangs, and families are also being re-evaluated.

Divine Leg Martial Arts School:

The master of the hall, Tang Qian, kicked a metal pillar in half and took the towel handed to him by his disciple.

"Heh, it seems the old man still has some confidence."

Dragon Elephant Martial Arts School:

There were no dragons, but there were indeed elephants.

The owner, Han Jiangtu, gently stroked the elephant, trying to understand the interplay of strength and gentleness within its body.

Listening to his disciple's report.

His body suddenly tensed, and with a single lift, he lifted the massive 20,000-pound jungle elephant beside him, then threw it out. The elephant was so frightened that it froze and only dared to neigh after landing.

"Well done, Ji Feiyun! It seems the time is not yet time to avenge my father's crushing defeat!" There was a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

Qingshui Gang:

The gang leader, Xiang Mo, sat on the large chair at headquarters.

He looked at the group of people in the hall, the iron ball in his hand was being squeezed so hard it was making a cracking sound.

"Didn't you say your master was old and frail, coughing up blood after just a few steps, and could collapse and die at any moment?"

"Ah, Chief, last year I really saw that old guy at the martial arts school looking like he was about to die. You can ask Zhang Xiaowu if you don't believe me; he also trained at the martial arts school with me!"

Xiang Mo ignored him and looked at the three hall masters in the gang.

"Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse! No wonder it was the Ferocious River Fist of yesteryear! We'll still have to supply the Qingwu Trading Company's goods for now. Hehehe, I don't want to end up like that fool Lu Chenyuan, serving as his vanguard!"

Inside the director's office on the top floor of the Inner City Holy Blood Hospital.

Long Baifeng listened to his subordinate's report.

He gave a cold laugh.

"That old guy has more than just that much confidence. He may seem like he could die at any moment, but it's actually the result of decades of hard work cultivating the Dry Water Force and the River Force. The key is that the old guy also comes from a major sect. Who knows if he has any other trump cards?"

The Little Green Gang, the Qinghe Chamber of Commerce, the Chief Constable, the Tax Office and Clerk's Office, and the Qin and Liu families in the inner city, etc.

Everyone has their own ideas.

Only the Mountain Forest Gang was filled with wailing, and the atmosphere in the Zhou family in the inner city was tense, with some people in a fit of rage.

Even the Zhou family servants lived in constant fear, for the slightest mistake could lead to a brutal murder in the inner courtyard hall.