Martial arts mastery? But I'm just a spoiled brat!

"escape!"

Yan Qing and Lan Yue exchanged a glance. Without any hesitation, neither of them dared to confirm whether this person was friend or foe. They had only one thought in their minds.

This person was too fast and too ruthless. In just one exchange, he killed the master of the Transformation Realm, whom Yan Qing could barely fight back against.

Clearly, this person's cultivation level far surpasses that of the Transformation Realm. Every second that he remained in place increased the danger.

"Stop running. If I want to make a move, you won't escape."

Judging from Yan Qing's posture, Li Cunxiao knew that Yan Qing was probably about to unleash his full power to escape, so he added with a smile:

"If I hadn't killed all the gunmen around me, you would all be dead by now."

"My name is Yan Qing, and my master is Cao Xu of the Xingyi School. I have yet to ask your esteemed name, senior."

After hearing Li Cunxiao's words, Yan Qing knew that this person was probably not an enemy. In fact, he had been wondering why the other party had not arranged for a gunman to assassinate him.

After all, in the wild, assassination by a gunman is more efficient than assassination by a martial arts master.

But now it seems that it wasn't that the enemy didn't have gunmen, but that the person in front of them had taken care of all of them.

However, when Yan Qing introduced himself, he was still careful and mentioned Chief Steward Cao's name.

Both being members of the Xingyi School, and with Steward Cao being a master of Gangjin, the other party would likely have some reservations.

"Hehe... My name is Li Cunxiao. You can call me Uncle-Master. I wonder what my senior brother would think if he knew that you call him Old Cao when nothing is wrong, but only acknowledge him as your master when there is a problem."

Li Cunxiao looked at Yan Qing and became more and more satisfied, a smile unconsciously appearing on his face.

He had been secretly following Yan Qing, and it can be said that he watched Yan Qing cultivate Baguazhang to the point of near mastery of internal strength in just over ten days. At the same time, he also gained some understanding of Yan Qing.

"So it's your martial uncle. Your junior brother Yan Qing greets your martial uncle."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qing immediately bowed. At this moment, he couldn't care less about the other party's teasing. He quickly seized the opportunity to establish a good relationship first.

He could tell that the person in front of him was definitely a master above the Gang Jin level. Such a master could become a great help if he was recruited.

"Alright, your people have arrived, so my mission is complete."

Seeing Yan Qing's attitude, Li Cunxiao simply smiled and didn't offer any further pleasantries. He had already done what he needed to do and didn't want to talk to Yan Qing any further. Although he admired Yan Qing, he didn't want to get too involved with warlords at the moment.

After he finished speaking, without any visible effort from him, his body vanished from the spot like a ghost.

"Da da da!!!"

After he left, the sound of rapid hoofbeats began to reach their ears in the distance.

Yan Qing looked over and saw Wan Xing riding up on horseback, with soldiers holding guns behind her.

"Young Master! Are you alright? It's my fault for not being there with you."

Before the horse had even come to a complete stop, Wanxing had already jumped off its back and came to Yan Qing's side, carefully checking whether Yan Qing was injured.

"Alright, get me into town first! Is my aunt alright?"

Yan Qing doesn't want to stay outside for long now; this was his mistake.

His original intention in leaving the city was to lure out the enemy and test whether they would attempt to assassinate him.

Unexpectedly, instead of being assassinated when leaving the city, they unexpectedly encountered Cao Shaolin.

So he thought he could take this opportunity to wipe out all the martial artists that the Cao family had hidden in the city.

I thought that was it for today, so I relaxed a little and hurried back to the city to continue my cultivation.

Unexpectedly, someone would attempt to assassinate him at this crucial moment.

If it weren't for Steward Cao's prior arrangements, things might have been quite difficult this time.

Although this place is very close to the city, and once gunfire is heard, people from the city will come out to meet them, Yan Qing cannot guarantee that he can escape, let alone Lan Yue and Yan Yanyan.

With Wanxing and soldiers escorting them, the next short stretch of the journey proceeded without incident.

"Lan Yue, take the soldiers and bring your aunt back, along with Wu Hong and Cao Shaolin. Remember, Cao Shaolin must be hidden well and cannot show himself for the time being."

"Wanxing, take my father's order, mobilize soldiers, impose martial law on the entire city, and simultaneously deploy all police forces from surrounding cities to check martial artists. Anyone who resists should be shot on sight. The reason... just say I was attacked while out and about and was seriously injured!"

As soon as Yan Qing returned to the Yan family, he immediately issued the order.

He was just published as a patriot today, and this wave of controversy is expected to subside in a few days. Today, he conveniently used his assassination attempt as an excuse to keep the topic going.

On the one hand, it was to continue buying time for Shanxi Province; on the other hand, it was to take the opportunity to cut off all the spies in the city, which could also be considered as buying time in a roundabout way.

"Now, it all depends on how well you perform."

After arranging everything, Yan Qing stopped paying attention to the subsequent developments and instead went to the training room to begin cultivating his internal strength in front of the iron man statue.

Next, something big is about to happen in the entire Shanxi province, but all he has left to do is one last thing, and all he needs to do is wait quietly.

It just so happens that he fought a battle with that unknown master of internal energy today, which brought him a lot of gains and greatly improved his progress in internal energy cultivation.

Today's duel with this master of internal energy is nothing compared to my sparring with Gong Ruomei.

Today's assassination attempt was so intense that a single misstep could mean death or serious injury, which is why Yan Qing was under immense pressure. It was precisely this life-or-death pressure that deepened his understanding of Baguazhang.

"Clap clap clap~~"

Soon, rhythmic sounds rang out again in the training room, and the words in front of Yan Qing's eyes began to jump continuously again, and he was getting closer and closer to the perfection of Dark Force.

……

Yan Qing was immersed in cultivation, while Yan Fengqi, who had already traveled south, was frowning in deep thought.

His trip south was actually out of necessity.

The flames of war that have spread southward have reached the very doorstep of Shanxi Province, and if they go any further, they will engulf the entire province.

In the past, he wouldn't have needed to take sides; he could simply remain neutral and watch the two sides fight from the sidelines.

But now the situation is somewhat different. The southward war is intensifying, drawing in many warlords from the surrounding areas of Shanxi Province.

This is not a war between one or two forces, but a chaotic war in which everyone is thinking of swallowing up other forces and becoming the biggest warlord.

As a result, many weaker warlords began to unite and rapidly grow stronger. At this point, it was no longer realistic to sit back and watch the tigers fight.

Because the coalition forces are unprecedentedly powerful, once the largest coalition force sweeps away the other warlords, the strength of Shanxi Province will be insufficient.

Therefore, Yan Fengqi had no choice but to unite with other warlords in the surrounding area, partly to strengthen his power and partly to see if he could gain some advantage.

Now, Yan Fengqi is having a headache because the battle situation has taken a new turn.