louisehourcade Chapter 22 I'll give you one more chance, become my disciple.
Chapter 22 I'll give you one more chance, become my disciple.
Wu Yu's thoughts were drawn back to Qingcun decades ago.
Chen Hongfei.
That name was once an exclamation mark for the Bajiquan school of martial arts.
The young boy, with unparalleled talent, practiced his skills with a frenzied, almost obsessive passion.
It is said that he broke all eighty-two trees of varying thicknesses on the back mountain of Qingcun.
However, it was also he who, during a competition within the sect, accidentally killed his master, Wu Yu's grandfather, with a "heart-piercing elbow strike."
Afterwards, he was besieged by several experts from the sect, and seriously injured, he betrayed the sect and disappeared without a trace.
Rumors circulated within the sect that he had already died suddenly.
"Chen Hongfei has been expelled from the Bajiquan School."
Wu Yu snapped out of his daze, his expression turning solemn.
"He is not qualified to teach me the authentic Bajiquan of our sect."
"Now I'm giving you two choices."
"First, join my Qingzhou Qingcun Bajiquan sect and change your allegiance."
Second, abandon your martial arts skills.
Wu Yu's voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable resolve.
"This is a rule in the world of martial arts; internal martial arts secrets cannot be passed on to outsiders."
After hearing this, Ma Cong suddenly laughed.
The laughter grew louder and louder, echoing in the small living room, filled with sarcasm.
"Hahaha……"
"rule?"
"Why don't you take a look and see if what I'm practicing is really the Bajiquan from your Qingcun village!"
He knew this would be the outcome.
Factionalism is more important than anything else.
But what they didn't know was that the martial arts inheritance system gave him the most complete and purest Bajiquan in the world.
Its completeness is more than ten times that of the incomplete inheritance in Qingcun.
Stealing knowledge?
It's a big joke.
Before he finished speaking, Ma Cong made a move.
He didn't want to waste the opportunity to spar with two masters of Chinese martial arts.
Therefore, he did not use the hidden strength he had just broken through to.
He wanted to use the purest Ming Jin (internal energy) to directly confront these two long-established Bajiquan masters!
A powerful punch, aimed straight at Wu Yu's face!
Wu Yu was caught off guard by Ma Cong's sudden attack and hastily raised his arm to block.
"Bang!"
This time, Wu Yu failed to maintain his footing.
He felt as if he had been hit by a speeding truck, and was thrown backward involuntarily.
Boom!
His heavy body slammed against the wall of the stairwell, the entire wall groaning in pain as plaster and enamel peeled off.
Wu felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.
How come this kid's strength has increased again!
"Senior brother!" Zhang Youcai exclaimed in surprise.
"Attack together!"
Wu roared, his face turning pale and then flushed.
"According to the sect's rules, cripple him!"
No matter how great one's talent, if it cannot be used by me, then it can only be destroyed.
This is a strict rule that has been passed down in the Chinese martial arts world for hundreds of years: secret techniques must not be passed on to outsiders, which is the bottom line for all schools.
Without further hesitation, Zhang Youcai stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Wu Yu.
The battle erupted completely.
"Bang!"
"boom!"
"Snap!"
Dull, thudding sounds and the cracking of bones echoed continuously from the room on the third floor.
The entire old residential building was trembling.
The few pedestrians on the street below stopped and looked up.
"Holy crap, what's going on upstairs? Did the demolition office open early?"
"That noise, is someone smashing the wall with a sledgehammer?"
"You can't do renovations like this! It's awful!"
People were talking and pointing at the windows on the third floor.
Just then.
Boom! ...
An unprecedentedly loud explosion was heard.
The wall on the third floor facing the street suddenly bulged outwards and then exploded with a loud bang!
Bricks and dust exploded, forming a cloud of smoke.
A figure flew out of the gaping hole, arcing through the air before crashing heavily into the street below.
boom!
Ma Cong landed.
With each step, two shallow pits were created in the solid cement ground, and gravel flew in all directions.
The surrounding pedestrians screamed and scattered in panic, and the scene was quite chaotic.
Ma Cong, however, remained oblivious to the commotion around him.
He dusted himself off, looked up, and stared at the grotesque hole in the wall.
Just now, Wu Yu and Zhang Youcai worked together and used a double Iron Mountain Lean to forcefully knock him out of the house.
The walls of this old-fashioned residential building simply could not withstand a combined blow from two Bajiquan masters.
next second.
Two figures leaped down from the hole on the third floor.
Wu and Zhang landed steadily, kicking up a cloud of dust.
For Master Mingjin, the height of three floors was no different than going down a step.
Ma Cong and Wu Liu followed closely behind.
The two leaped out of the large hole on the third floor, their bodies stretching out in the air like two large birds.
It is more than eight meters high.
When they landed, their feet barely touched the ground, their knees slightly bent, and they absorbed all the impact.
Apart from kicking up a cloud of dust, it made no other noise.
This control over his body caused a low gasp from the crowd that had just dispersed and then gathered again to watch the spectacle.
Is this even a human being capable of?
"Impressive skills."
Wu Yu dusted himself off, looked at Ma Cong, and for the first time, his tone carried a hint of appreciation.
"Good physique, good talent."
"At your age, to have mastered Ming Jin to such a level is extremely rare, even in the hundreds of years of Chinese martial arts history."
He paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts.
"Young man, I truly admire talent."
"I'll give you one more chance to become my disciple."
"With the foundation and connections of my Bajiquan sect, you will surely reach the Transformation Realm within twenty years, becoming a grandmaster and suppressing the region."
Wu's voice was incredibly alluring.
"Your talent is comparable to that of the legendary Zhang Daoling, Wang Chongyang, and Zhang Sanfeng."
"If you're willing to agree, given time, you might be able to reach their level."
Zhang Youcai chimed in, "Senior brother is right, kid, don't ruin your future."
Ma Cong listened, but his face remained expressionless.
He simply flicked his shoulder joint, which had shifted slightly due to the impact, and with a soft "click," it returned to its original position.
"A Grandmaster of Internal Energy?"
Ma Cong countered with a question.
"Suppressing a region?"
He suddenly laughed.
"My ambition is not merely to establish a Bajiquan school."
"My goal is not to become a Grandmaster of Internal Energy."
"What I want to learn is the strength of all schools of thought, all the national martial arts treasures passed down on this land."
"I am going to walk a path that belongs to me."
"Zhang Daoling, Zhang Sanfeng? My goal is to be like them, not below them."
These words stunned both Wu Yu and Zhang Youcai.
arrogant.
This was the first word that popped into their heads.
But looking at Ma Cong's young yet incredibly serious face, they felt that this kid wasn't just talking big.
Wu Yu sighed deeply.
"What a pity."
"In that case, there's nothing more to say."
His expression hardened again.
"Bajiquan has been passed down for hundreds of years, and its rules are its rules."
"Your master, Chen Hongfei, is a traitor to my sect. He has violated the taboo of the Chinese martial arts community by privately passing on the internal Bajiquan style."
"If you refuse to join my sect, then today I will have no choice but to follow the rules."
"I'll cripple your martial arts."
Wu Yu's voice carried a chilling undertone.
"Considering that we live in modern society, this is already a lenient approach. In ancient times, if someone stole another school's secret techniques, they could be killed on the spot and no one would care."