From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"Why not?"

Zhao Liren's face darkened. "And what about you? I'm asking you to assassinate Jiang Liu. Can you do it?"

A bead of cold sweat broke out on Peng Qianwu's forehead. He knew that if he denied it again, Zhao Liren would take action against the Taiji Sect.

The people do not fight with the officials.

The same applies to extraordinary people.

Helpless, Peng Qianwu could only bite the bullet and say, "Anyone can die. Once they relax, we can kill them with one blow."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

A smile finally appeared on Zhao Liren's face. "Kill Jiang Liu and wipe out Ghost Hand Wang's entire gang. I will then spread the word about Tai Chi Sect throughout the entire city of Hangzhou!"

Watching Zhao Liren's departing figure, Peng Qianwu's face was terribly gloomy.

Zhao Xinchuan advised, "Master, there's really no need to pay attention to Zhao Liren. You and I both know what happened in the city; it must have been Jiang Liu's doing, forcing Zhao Liren to give up the underworld..."

"nonsense!"

Peng Qianwu cursed, "He doesn't dare to accuse the opera troupe of false charges, not because he knows that Wang Yaozu was once a member of Quanxing, but because he saw their 'evil nature' through the actions of Jiang Liu and others. Even if he dares to accuse them, he has to worry that they might secretly take his life!"

At this point, Peng Qianwu yelled "Damn it!" again, and roared, "What kind of world is this? Even though I'm not exactly a good person, just because I follow the rules, I get a gun pointed at me? Fuck!"

Zhao Xinchuan dared not say anything more.

He remained silent, but Peng Qianwu glanced at him and asked, "You stole my Nine Dragons Combined Technique, didn't you?"

"This disciple knows his mistake!"

Zhao Xinchuan immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

The Nine Dragons United is the foundation of Peng Zu Tai Chi. The Peng family lineage only passes it down to direct descendants and not to outsiders. Even the previous Tai Chi sect leader, Kai Ming, who gave the Tai Chi sect's "Ape Strike Technique" to Zhou Xiyu, who had escaped from the Tai Chi sect, did not pass this move on to him.

Looking at Zhao Xinchuan, who was bowing his head, Peng Qianwu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he eventually restrained himself, helped him up, and said, "Disciple has surpassed his master, there is no need to admit his mistake."

But since you've learned my Peng family's Nine Dragons Union technique, then let's solve a problem for the Tai Chi School.

go with!

Eliminate Jiang Liu and his gang!

Zhao Xinchuan's eyes widened!

This is killing him!

But all his skills originated from the Tai Chi School, and now that the Tai Chi School is in trouble, he naturally has to solve it. Thus—

This can be considered repaying my master's kindness.

A strange sense of disappointment arose in Zhao Xinchuan's heart towards Taijimen and Peng Qianwu. He accepted the task of eliminating the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe and walked out of the courtyard gate in disappointment.

A young man dressed in black walked towards us. He had the appearance of a Han Chinese, but his nose was high and straight, indicating that he was born from a combination of Han and Yi people. His eyes were bright and his steps were steady.

Upon seeing Zhao Xinchuan, he immediately controlled his strength, making his steps unsteady, and asked, "Senior Brother, are you going out?"

"Ah."

Zhao Xinchuan nodded slightly, said nothing more, walked past the man in black, and disappeared into the crowd on the street.

The young man was puzzled. After entering the gate and seeing Peng Qianwu, he called out "Father" and asked, "Where is Senior Brother going?"

"Hmph, if you were any good, I wouldn't need to go through all this trouble!" Seeing his son, Peng Qianwu was filled with disappointment. "I have seven sons, and you, the seventh one, are the only good-for-nothing!"

“Father, if my six older brothers were to become successful, you wouldn’t place your hopes on me.”

Peng Qizi chuckled and said, "I heard what you said to Senior Brother Zhao just now... I actually know about this matter. When you taught us seven Nine Dragons Combined Technique, there were also outstanding non-family disciples in the sect watching. Only Senior Brother Zhao learned it. How can you blame him?"

"What do children know?"

Peng Qianwu cursed, "If he goes out and establishes his own sect, will the Nine Dragons Union still belong to my Peng family?"

# Chapter 233 The Seven Sons of the Peng Family are Skilled

After being reprimanded by Peng Qianwu, Peng Qizi remained nonchalant, took some money from home, and went out again.

In the eyes of the other disciples of Tai Chi School, this was a typical example of "a tiger father and a dog son"!

Of Peng Qianwu's seven sons, this seventh son was the most useless. He didn't practice his martial arts diligently, and only knew how to stroll around, play with birds, admire flowers, and frolic with women.

They were truly envious!

But after Peng Qizi went out, he walked into the crowd and disappeared into the alley. His steps instantly changed from frivolous to steady. With the rise and fall of his shoulders and back, he used his feet to touch the ground and his strength to move around his body. He used the walls on the left and right sides of the alley to lightly touch the ground and easily got onto the roof. He looked around and found Zhao Xinchuan's figure, so he immediately followed him.

Once outside the city, he leaped onto a tree branch, his steps light and agile like a monkey, without disturbing a single bird, and followed closely behind Zhao Xinchuan.

Unaware that anyone was following him, Zhao Xinchuan bypassed the woods and found the Ghost Hand Wang Cai opera troupe's location.

Jiang Liu, Lu Jin, Hong Guniang, Sai Huohou, and Dili Chuai had already led the children to the slums to help.

Even children can help move fist-sized stones and search for cigarette butts, rags, and other such items in the ruins.

These materials can be used to make clothing. After cleaning, they can be sold to clothing factories, or sewn at home and sold to villagers in suburban villages, which can also earn money.

As for collecting scrap iron and scrap copper, metals are indeed more valuable, but the competition is also fierce, making them the target of most scavengers. Jiang Liu didn't want the children from the slums to compete with them, so he took a different approach.

Now, in the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe, there is only Wang Yaozu, who is lying on a recliner enjoying the autumn breeze and drinking tea; Chengzhen, who acts as a guard and does odd jobs; and a mad-eyed rooster pecking at insects nearby.

"Halt!"

Chengzhen, who was sitting cross-legged at the door with a broom lying across her knees, opened her eyes from her meditation and stopped Zhao Xinchuan.

"I've come to challenge Jiang Liu to a duel."

Zhao Xinchuan clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "We will determine who is superior and who is inferior, and we will also decide who lives and who dies."

To repay Peng Qianwu for passing on his skills, he had to cause trouble for the opera troupe. However, he was unwilling to do such despicable things as digging pits, flooding, or administering laxatives. He only wished to have a fair duel with Jiang Liu, even if it meant his death, he would have no regrets.

Hearing him say that, Chengzhen's expression turned strange, and he said, "Are you out of your mind?"

Fight against the river, to determine who is superior and to decide life and death—

Isn't Zhao Xinchuan just tired of living?

"excuse me."

Zhao Xinchuan treads on the yin and yang, his body moving like a nimble snake, instantly advancing into Chengzhen.

But Chengzhen activated a new state in the blink of an eye, slapped the broom handle on his knee, and the broom rose up, instantly blocking the punch that Zhao Xinchuan was throwing.

At the same time, she also threw a punch, which landed on the opponent's chest.

Bang!

This punch didn't possess any exquisite power; it was merely the force of a dragon and tiger, heavy and powerful, causing Zhao Xinchuan's internal organs to churn. After flying back several meters, he hurriedly lowered his stance, his feet touching the ground. Just as he was about to unleash the Nine Dragons Combined Technique, he noticed that Chengzhen had somehow stood up and, in the blink of an eye, appeared before him, pressing down with a palm.

There's no escaping it!

Zhao Xinchuan was terrified and wanted to break through his limits, but the palm had already pressed down on his face.

There was a loud "thump".

Zhao Xinchuan landed on the back of his head, interrupting his Qi circulation. He felt dizzy and was unable to stand up for a short time.

"Your Nine Dragons Combined is indeed quite powerful, as it can transform your Qi into force and even have the effect of striking through mountains. But that's all you've got. Your other skills are terrible, and your life cultivation isn't strong either."

Chengzhen slowly stood up and said to Zhao Xinchuan, whose eyes were lifeless, "I'm different from Jiang Liu. He probably wants to see more people's abilities so that he can learn from their strengths and make up for his weaknesses, thus perfecting his theory of cultivation. So he's willing to play around with others more."

However, I do not have his profound cultivation or as much energy as he does, and I cannot be as composed as him. Therefore, when dealing with enemies, I will not give them any chance to display their abilities, and I only seek to kill them with one blow.

"It's only because you have no intention of killing me, otherwise I wouldn't have wasted my breath talking to you!"

After saying that, Chengzhen looked at a maple tree ten meters away and said, "Either come out yourself, or I'll drag you out."

clap clap!

As applause erupted, yellow and red leaves fell from the maple tree. A handsome young man with a high nose bridge leaped down from above. The moment his toes touched the ground, he stepped back, generating power that swept up the maple leaves on both sides, as if gliding along the ground. In an instant, he was in front of Chengzhen, cupped his fists in a bow, and smiled slightly: "Tai Chi Sect, the Seven Sons of the Peng Family greet the heroine."

“You are much better than him.” Chengzhen glanced at Zhao Xinchuan, who had already gotten up and looked surprised, and said thoughtfully to Peng Qizi, “I didn’t see you when the Taiji Sect came to cause trouble last time.”

"I hope you know, heroine, that I am a spoiled brat," Peng Qizi said with a smile.

"I see, so you're the same kind of person as Jiang Liu?"

Chengzhen understood.

Jiang Liu had kept it a secret from his adoptive father, Wang Yaozu, while Peng Qizi had kept it a secret from his biological father; both were good at hiding things!

"I was also very curious about Jiang Liu, so I followed my senior brother, intending to meet him... But after seeing the heroine, I realized that I was weak and had overestimated my abilities."

Peng Qizi was surprised that a janitor could have such skills, but he was certain that she was no ordinary person. "May I ask where this heroine comes from?"

“The Trinity Gate,” Chengzhen said.

"It's actually that kind of mystical sect!"

Peng Qizi had also heard of the Sanyi Sect, and unlike Peng Qianwu who paid no attention to the world of supernatural beings, he was more concerned about it in secret. He even knew that the sect leader of the Sanyi Sect, Zuo Ruotong, had passed away, but he did not know the specific reason.

"You have some knowledge."

Upon hearing the words "Xuanmen," Chengzhen's lips curled up slightly, but he did not lower his guard and asked, "What do you seek here?"

"Senior brother, why don't you tell me?"

Peng Qizi didn't actually hear the entire conversation between Peng Qianwu and Zhao Xinchuan. He only heard the second half and learned that his father was wary of Zhao Xinchuan because he had learned the Nine Dragons Combined Technique. Fearing that the other members of the Peng family would not be convinced, he sent Zhao Xinchuan to target the Ghost Hand Wang Cai Opera Troupe. He was curious and came to investigate.

Zhao Xinchuan remained silent.

"Senior brother, do you know why I'm hiding it?"

Seeing his silence, Peng Qizi asked.

Why?

Zhao Xinchuan asked.

"Because my mother was a barbarian."

Peng Qizi sighed, "Having barbarian blood, I was disliked by my father from a young age, and my six older brothers disliked me even more. Especially after I learned that the true teachings of the Tai Chi School were not passed on to those outside the family, I learned to pretend."

It is true that I am his son, but based on my foreign bloodline, no matter how talented I am, I am not qualified to be the next head of the Tai Chi Sect.

Don't be fooled by the fact that he asked me to learn the Nine Dragons Union Technique along with my six older brothers. If I actually mastered it, he wouldn't be genuinely happy about it.