"What the hell?" The man tilted his head. The back of his head had just bumped into the wall. Suddenly he blacked out. When he opened his eyes again, he saw stars and birds in front of him, as well as heard strange noises.
He looked at the young man standing in front of him with a weird look on his face.
Chen Ying's eyes brightened. He released his Qi, which is like a gust of strong wind! What the hell? Was it just because I touched him?
No wise person would try anything stupid in front of Wang Yao to make him embarrass himself. The man was ill-tempered but not stupid. He cleverly went around Wang Yao in front of everyone.
"You guys wait," the man said. It was like a classic line from the movies.
"Wait, you need to pay for the meal," the restaurant owner said.
The man threw some cash on the table before leaving. He was still cursing when he walked out of the restaurant.
"I'm sorry for the trouble. I guarantee that the dishes in my restaurant are all of high quality. I'll give everyone a 20 percent discount on today's bill," the owner said.
"Great," a customer said.
"The owner is very good at running a business," another customer said.
The standbys were all very happy. Business went on as usual.
"Thank you very much for your help today." The owner walked Wang Yao out of the restaurant. Thanks to Wang Yao, no real damage was done.
"You are welcome. It's nothing," Wang Yao said.
"You won't need to pay any dishes here from now on," the owner generously said.
"No way! Then, I won't come back again," Wang Yao said with a smile.
"Let's go," he said to Chen Ying.
It was dark by the time they arrived in the village. The only light street was on. A few people were chatting on the street.
"Thank you for the meal," Chen Ying said.
"No worries. It was just a simple meal. I'll leave you two to rest," Wang Yao said.
He entered his house after parking the car. Chen Ying and Chen Zhou went back to their rented house. It was nearly 8 p.m.
"Sis, what did Dr. Wang do in the restaurant?" Chen Zhou asked. He was astonished by Wang Yao's actions.
"Dr. Wang is a master with extraordinary kung fu skills. He just released his Qi in the restaurant," Chen Ying said.
"That is amazing!" Chen Zhou had heard from his sister that Wang Yao's kung fu skills were as impressive as his medical skills. He knew what a good doctor Wang Yao was because he made him sane after suffering from mental illness for so many years. This was the first time he had witnessed Wang Yao's kung fu skills. He was amazed. It had been like he was watching an exciting movie.
"So, kung fu masters really exist in this world," Chen Zhou said.
"He's much better than what you have seen," Chen Ying said.
She witnessed Wang Yao's ability to control wind and rain on the Great Wall on that rainy night. She wouldn't believe it if she hadn't seen it.
"Does Dr. Wang have students?" Chen Zhou asked.
"What?" Chen Ying asked with surprise.
"I want to learn kung fu. You know, I've always wanted to learn it," Chen Zhou said.
She knew her brother's hobby. He had been fascinated by kung fu since he was a little boy. He liked watching kung fu movies, reading kung fu novels, and throwing himself into a kung fu world. He wished he was like those heroes in the movies and novels. He wished he had wonderful kung fu skills. He asked Chen Ying to teach him kung fu when he was a little boy. Chen Zhou learned fast. He was talented in learning kung fu. If he wasn't for his mental illness, he would probably have become a kung fu master.
"I can ask him tomorrow," Chen Ying said. "You need to know that Dr. Wang doesn't take on students easily. I can teach you."
"Great, Sis. I still remember the things you taught me when I was little," Chen Zhou said.
…
Wen Wan was talking to Professor Lu and her son.
"I'm really fine. You two should go to sleep," Wen Wan feebly said.
Professor Lu and her son didn't sleep well the night before because they needed to watch her all the time. She felt better now, truly better. She didn't think the two men needed to continue to watch her at night. However, the two men were not convinced.
"Mom, don't worry about us. Uncle Lu and I will go to sleep soon," her son said.
"Yes, we will," Professor Lu said.
"OK. Good night." She covered herself and slowly fell asleep.
Professor Lu and Wen Wan's son quietly sat next to her bed. They didn't initially speak. After making sure Wen Wan was in a deep sleep, they started to talk in low voices.
"I think your mother looks better than the past two days," Professor Lu said.
"Yes, she looks better. Her voice is louder, and she has eaten more," said Wen Wan's son, Fan Youren.
It wasn't a good sign if a sick person stopped eating. A person couldn't live without food. Once a person stopped eating, he or she would stop getting energy externally. Wen Wan was like that some time ago. She started to eat now, which was a good sign.
"Shall we take her to see Dr. Wang again tomorrow?" Professor Lu asked.
"OK," Fan Youren said.
Nothing happened during the night.
…
Chen Zhou got up early the next morning. He was practicing in a seated position with his sister.
"You are good," Chen Ying said with a smile.
As long as Chen Zhou had the fundamental skills, he would pick up other skills easily. She didn't know that Chen Zhou had never stopped practicing kung fu, even when he was being treated in the mental institution. Of course, Chen Zhou was not aware he was actually practicing kung fu sometimes, especially when he was having a psychotic episode.
After morning exercises, they went to have breakfast before leaving for Wang Yao's clinic. Someone was already waiting there.
The person had a weird condition. Spring had sprung. Although it was still a bit cold in the morning, people didn't normally need to wear down jackets. Apparently, this person was sensitive to coldness.
As soon as the sun came out, Fan Youren came out of the house. He looked toward Nanshan Hill for Wang Yao. As soon as he saw Wang Yao enter the clinic, he and Professor Lu brought Wen Wan to the clinic.
Wang Yao took a look at Wen Wan. She looked much better. She no longer had a strange pulse, and it was stronger. Her damaged organs had started to recover.
"The decoction worked," Wang Yao said. The connection ointment was effective. "You should continue to take the decoction."
He diluted a spoon of connection ointment into a small bottle of decoction.
"Take it orally." Wang Yao wrote down the dosage and how to take the decoction.
After giving her a small cup of it, Wang Yao waited about 30 minutes before providing further treatment.
"Take her jacket off," Wang Yao said.
Fan Youren helped his mother take off the thick down jacket.
"Lay down please," Wang Yao said.
He started an acupuncture session. His hands were very steady, and his movements were slow. Wang Yao tried to avoid the sensitive acupoints. Acupuncture facilitated the absorption of the decoction and improved blood circulation.
"Done. Help her get up," Wang Yao said. "Come back in two days."
"OK," Professor Lu said. He and Fan Youren left with Wen Wan after paying the fee.
"How can I help you?" Wang Yao asked Chen Ying, who had been waiting.
Chen Ying told him the purpose of their visit.
"Do you want to learn kung fu?" Wang Yao asked.
"Yeah, can you teach me?" Chen Zhou asked.
"So, you haven't given up your kung fu dream," Wang Yao said.
He remembered the first time he met Chen Zhou when he was having an episode. Chen Zhou mentioned things like a sword from the West and 42 styles of blades.
"No, never," Chen Zhou said.
"Sorry, I have to disappoint you. I don't have any plans to take on students at the moment," Wang Yao said with a smile.
Chen Zhou looked a bit disappointed, but he was not too surprised by Wang Yao's response. "I see. I shouldn't have asked."
"Never mind. Actually, your sister is very good at kung fu. You can learn from her," Wang Yao said.
"OK," Chen Zhou said.
"Don't be upset," Chen Ying said after they had left the clinic.
"I'm fine, Sis," Chen Zhou said with a smile. "I can learn from you, just like before."
"OK," Chen Ying said.
It was nice and warm in the morning. It was the perfect time to take a walk.
Another patient came at about 10:30 a.m. The patient was from a nearby village. He suffered from a headache. Wang Yao gave him a massage.
As Wang Yao was about to take a break and drink water, someone pushed the door of his clinic open and rushed into the room.
"Hi, Uncle Fengming. Is there anything I can help?" Wang Yao stood up.
"Yao, a person died on Nanshan Hill!" Wang Fengming exclaimed.
"What?" Wang Yao was shocked.


In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

"Why, you could not have possibly heard of this poem?" Ling Chongxiao asked after seeing the expression on Shen Lian’s face.
"I think so, I did. Was it by a Daoist with the surname, Wang?"
"That I am not sure. I recalled the Founding Master mentioned that he saw a tiny row of words at the end of the poem, it says, "my old friend Saffron had left, but his words shall remain, my heart would be like that of Jizi", but the person who left the words signed off as "Li".
The Founding Master thought, the poem was left by someone named "Saffron", but the person who signed off as "Li" was an old friend of Saffron. As for Jizi, the Founding Master had no idea what was it about.
The Founding Master was straightening out his confusion when he picked up a hint of blood from the scent of plum blossoms. When he turned to look, his limbs immediately weakened in fear. A tiger was right behind of him.
The dragons dwell amidst the clouds, whilst the tigers dwell amidst the wind. The corner of the tiger’s big eyes was upturned, and there were white stripes on its forehead.
After staring at the Founding Master, the tiger leaped for him.
The Founding Master took a few steps back in fear. What happened then left him in shock. The tiger did not land on top of him but was held in mid-air by an invisible rope.
"Who are you, and why have you come?" A child with a crisp voice queried.
The Founding Master saw the tiger being lowered onto the other side, and a young female child was sitting on its back. The girl had her hair tied, and was holding onto a jade green flute.
The girl looked around six to seven of age, and her skin was clear. Her exposed wrist could be akin to the frost and the snow, and she looked like the moon shining brightly on a quiet night. The way she spoke was the same as an adult, and she held a flute in her hand.
"Were you the one who was playing the flute?" The Founding Master asked curiously.
"Ah, so you are one of the normal humans who have stumbled into the mountains by mistake. I shall deal with you later."
Out of a sudden, ten red lines started closing in from the northwestern sky.
"Li Qingshui, I must send you back into the karmic cycle today." The person who was amidst the red lines spoke lowly.
The girl was staring at the red lines, and she took a glance at the Founding Master. A black cloud emerged underneath the tiger she was sitting on, and it flew towards the red lines.
Thunders were roaring in the northwestern sky, and rays of five colors crisscrossed with numerous red lines.
It was not until the sun was about to rise that the commotion ceased.
There was a stone house in the plum forest that the Founding Master was in. He waited till sunrise, yet the girl was nowhere to be found. However, he found a scroll of painting, three books of scripture, and a wooden fish in the stone house.
The girl did not return. The Founding Master left the stone house with the items he found. He did not walk towards the north-west, but he walked towards the south-east direction instead. He did not know how big the mountain was, the Founding Master walked for ten over days before he managed to get back to the sea on the south-east. He carefully practiced the martial exercises on the beach. When he had reached a certain level of attainment, he made a wooden raft and went back to the mainland.
"Now you finally know where the Shenzu Scripture came from," Ling Chongxiao said with a smile.
"The Shenzu Scripture was one of the secret texts that he found? And the wooden fish is the one that you are carrying?" Shen Lian queried softly.
"Good guess. Among the three scriptures, one was called Mingyu martial art, and one was called Shenzu Scripture". Both of them have their similarities, but Mingyu martial art was scarier. Both require the cultivator to have great potential. The only difference is that the stronger Mingyu martial art is actually incomplete. The man in green always thought the Master to favor me more, but actually, the Master knew him too well. He was aggressive and extreme. If he were to practice Mingyu martial art, he would do himself more harm than good. This was why the Master passed the perfected and completed Shenzu Scripture to him instead.
In terms of potential, it is undeniable that I have greater potential than him. The Master hoped that I could complete this Kung Fu, and pass it on to the future apprentices.
Throughout these years, I did learn something. With this Kung Fu, I managed to attain what the Daoist called "taming the white tiger", and I could preserve my youth. However, to complete this masterpiece is beyond my capabilities.
I have wasted a lot of my time for this, which is why I do not plan to pass the Mingyu Scripture on to you, for fear of wasting your time.
Also, my experience tells me that although the Mingyu Scripture is profound, it shares a similar origin with the Shenzu Scripture. Both are of authentic Xuanmen.
If you managed to cultivate the Shenzu Scripture to the highest level, you will benefit greatly, and the path of immortality will not be far."
After hearing everything from Ling Chongxiao, Shen Lian remembered the Shenzu Scripture actually appeared in one of Jin Yong’s novels. On the other hand, there was another book titled "The Daoist Drifting in the Wuxia World". The main protagonist created a version of Kung Fu named Shenzu Scripture.
Even though he loved the novel, he only managed to read three volumes of it.
He wanted to read the novel when the completed volumes of the novel were published, but it would seem that he would not have the chance to do so.
He wondered if there was a connection between all these. But how could the plot of a novel reconcile with his current predicament? That would be too hard to believe.
Novels are, after all, works of fiction. His journey to the foreign realm was the reality.
"Could the third scripture be, the Deity Vanquishing Sword Scripture?"
Shen Lian spoke slowly.
"Indeed. The Deity Vanquishing Sword is strong, and it is beyond the likes of martial arts found in Jianghu. If anything, it is more similar to Celestial arts. However, from the Founding Master onwards, everyone who has practiced it died an unnatural death. This is why the apprentices are prohibited from practicing it. When the man in green passed it on to you, he probably did not want this swordcraft masterpiece to be lost. Though he probably was brewing something evil, and did not pass it on out of goodwill."
Ling Chongxiao snickered and thought, in this world, he was the one who knew the man in green best. However, after the incident with the man in green, Ling Chongxiao could not be bothered to restore his sect. Since the meeting with Shen Lian was a fated one, he might as well pass the Kung Fu on to him, just so that the martial arts of his sect would not be lost.
"Destiny does not scare me, traditions do not bind me," Shen Lian replied. Those who practiced Deity Vanquishing Sword died unnaturally due to the deficiency in their spirit. Their over-reliance on the skill, when faced with strong enemies, caused irreversible damages to their spirit. What good would recovery do when they kept dealing damage to their spirit, to the point where they got more and more extreme? In the end, they either destroy the world or destroy themselves.
The reason why the man in green was so extreme was probably due to his character, but the Deity Vanquishing Sword was likely to have something to do with it.
Cultivation must be for the sake of self-protection. He must not indulge in killing and winning. If he were to cultivate, he must first cultivate his heart. If he could not even control his heart and let his heart do whatever it wanted, that would not be the right way of immortality.
For three nights, Ling Chongxiao explained to Shen Lian everything about cultivation.
In the end, he left without bidding farewell to Shen Lian. A letter was all that he left behind, and he did not tell Shen Lian where he could find him.
It was the morning of the reopening of Shen Lian’s inn. There was no grand ceremony.
The name "Tongfu Inn" was changed to "An Inn".
On the right door pillar, it said: "Cultured guests frequent here".
The pillar on the left said, "Unrefined guests are always welcome."


What is a Daoist Master? One that is imageless in ten directions and vanishes in the six paths; unrestrained by the three realms and the five elements.                                                                                                                                           
After a day at the clinic, Dr. Li Feng met with an accident on his way home. When he regained consciousness, Li Feng found himself in the body of a weak teenage boy who was born out of wedlock, Shen Lian. Who was the father? The mother would not tell. A scripture he found among his mother’s remnants was the only thing he knew about his father.                                                                                                    
The mother came from a wealthy and well known family. When Shen Lian was recalled back to the Shen family, he was entitled for part of the grandfather’s inheritance and businesses. Despite the grand value, Shen Lian did not take a cent with him when he decided to leave the family. Why would he leave this comfortable life behind?                                      
His journey with this new identity brought him into this new world as he travelled between realms in search of knowledge to improve his Daoist skills. As he conquered trial after trial, would he become the chosen one? Will he succeed in becoming the Daoist Master? Only time will tell.

According to this calculation, the thunder knife astral should be gathering the will of the thunder.

But there is one thing that Zhong Yihan is very strange.

That is, the inheritance and formation of the thunder knife saint ...

How on earth did it open?

When he first came to this place, he found nothing strange at all.

Of course, now he also knows that this is the function of formation.

However, there must always be a trigger method for this formation.

From what thunder knife saint said earlier, he probably understood that the trigger of this formation was probably that he used "thunder break".

Kung Fu's will contains the will of thunder!

Then the question arises.

What is the relationship between the thunder knife he learned from the system and thunder knife saint?

Although the Kung Fu skill that contains thunder will certainly include more than thunder's knife, Zhong Yihan felt that it was too coincidental.

Zhong Yihan refocused his attention on the items on the three stone platforms.

Although this is the heritage of a saint, in the past so long, will they be like those ruins, they will be damaged at the touch?

Zhong Yihan was really worried for a long time.

He first tried to pick up the jade slips, but the results were not as fragile as he imagined, but rather very strong and complete.

Zhong Yihan was very surprised and finally did not waste his time.

This jade bamboo slip is made by polishing a green jasper, but there is no writing on the top of it. It is extremely smooth.

Zhong Yihan was overwhelmed in an instant.

What the hell is this?!

He was holding the jade slips and swinging them around, only to find that there was not even a design on the jade slips.

Is this the inheritance?!

Zhong Yihan has a strong desire to break the jade slips into pieces-because novels have been written, and this inheritance is usually hidden in the jade slips.

However, he immediately dismissed the idea.

Kidding!

What if it isn't?

Who will compensate for the damage?

As Zhong Yihan struggled, the system suddenly made a sound:

[Found jade slips, recycled? The price is 5000 system points.]

Zhong Yihan was stunned and then ecstatic.

The system has admitted that this thing is inherited jade slips, and also offered such a high price for recycling, then this thing must be true.

Moreover, with the system so stingy, spend 5,000 points to recycle?

That means that if it is sold in the system mall, it will need 20,000 system points to buy it!

This is definitely a good thing.

It is how to use ...

Wait a minute.

Zhong Yihan suddenly thought that he had heard of such a thing in the illusion tower, that is, the plot task of "Saving the Eight Gates".

There are a lot of books on formation, but they are only some basis, first and second-level formation books, and all the advanced formation knowledge is not available.

When he asked the old man about the situation, the old man was surprised to say that high-level formation knowledge, including Kung Fu knowledge, is difficult to be introduced through words and word of mouth.

Because it involves a lot of details about mental will, which cannot be expressed in words.

That is to say, it can only be understood, unspeakable.

Therefore, there are such things as "inheriting jade slips".

Inheriting jade slips is a tool that can strip off the mind and record the complete knowledge system. It belongs to the ancient surpass Kung Fu civilization.

This kind of jade slips is very complicated to make, and material is also very rare, but it has a great advantage, that is, it can completely retain all the insights of a kind of method, whether physical or mental.

This has already touched on the fields of spirit and memory, which is beyond the understanding of the modern Earth civilization.

So, in front of the jade slips, should be the "inheritance jade slips".

Zhong Yihan recalled carefully that the old man should have mentioned how to use the jade slips of inheritance as if needed spirit.

The problem is, the spirit is basically not understood until big Kung Fu fighter, and he is only Kung Fu fighter now. Although he has known a little about the spirit, he does not know much about it.

Kung Fu's will is a manifestation of his spirit.

Zhong Yihan frowned, or try?

He tried to concentrate, that is, to use the feeling of thunder break before to mobilize the whole body's momentum and spirit.

Then he will concentrate his attention on this piece of jade.

"boom!"

As if the spirit burst open a door, and then countless information poured into his mind.

"This is ..."

This powerful information flow contains a large number of moves and techniques, as well as other information.

He roughly adjusted, a total of three sets of methods.

And one of them ... impressively very familiar.

thunder knife?!

These three sets of methods, one set of knife method, one set of archery, and one set, cannot be said to be the method, but some knowledge and skills in formation arrangement.

But this set of knife method, Zhong Yihan, is too familiar!

This is the thunder knife he has been practicing!

"System?! What's going on with this thunder knife? ! How come there is one here? !" Zhong Yihan exclaimed in surprise, but the system did not even answer him.

Zhong Yihan's face sank.

This system ... has a problem!

Thunder knife, the knife method he studied before, and the formation... he studied before ...

This knowledge cannot come out of thin air.

Zhong Yihan had doubts before. What is the origin of this system?

And now it seems ...

there is a great chance that the system is related to the civilization of ancient surpass Kung Fu!

But the problem is, this system completely ignores him, which is very embarrassing.

Zhong Yihan is not worried that the system will harm himself.

Before his vitality was 0.8, who will frame him?

Without the system, he could not have reached today's level. With today's position of strength, he is completely at ease with the system.

But obviously, this system has its own small thoughts.

So how to say ...

he is a little unhappy, but just like quarreling with wife, can't get divorced, so as long as it's not too unbearable ...

Just put up with it!

Anyway, he is also used to the system, so he doesn't believe its secret can hide for a lifetime!

he looked at the inheritance of thunder knife saint first.

Zhong Yihan looked at the knife method first.

Yes, it is a thunder knife, but it is much more comprehensive than the system gives. It also contains a small amount of experience and reference of thunder knife saint.

Of course, it's only a small amount, not much, and it's just some key local tricks and so on, and it doesn't have much understanding of thunder knife saint himself.

Perhaps the thunder knife saint felt that he could not leave all the details behind.

Otherwise, the inheritors will not be able to walk out of the master's shadow.

Zhong Yihan thinks that the thunder knife in this inheritance is probably a complement to his own learning.

With these little tricks, if he had mastered them all and turned them into his own knife method ...

A rough estimate shows that the thunder knife's power can be increased by about 30%.

However, this is only a small surprise.

What surprises Zhong Yihan the most is still to come ...

Heaven and Earth Change, Energy Revival
The purple moon is in the sky, the two worlds merge
This is an era when only those who learn Kung Fu can stand on the top
Zhong Yihan obtained the "Supermall System", and with his own hard work, he became stronger step by step in this era.
Finally...
Kung Fu Beyond the World!

As the saying goes "while those involved were clueless, onlookers would often see things with great clarity". Even though the man that had found himself sprawled on the ground had no idea what had just happened, everybody who had been watching the fight, including OS and the other non-martial practitioners, had seen everything very clearly.
However, all they saw was Gu Fei quickly tripping his opponent up, while the martial experts among them could tell the profundity within that one step Gu Fei had taken. It was like he had perfectly calculated where that man would be stepping, so he preemptively placed his own leg over. Doing so made it look as if that one step his opponent had taken was sent right to where Gu Fei's foot was in the first place.
"Your Jade Chain Step is far too precise," Gu Fei calmly told that man on the ground.
That man instantly understood what had happened: Gu Fei could already discern his use of the Jade Chain Step that sequenced into a Yuanyang Kick on just his third step, which only resulted in Gu Fei reading into where his fourth step would land thanks to his obstinate execution of his moves, an exact re-creation of the sequence learnt. It was only natural that the more precise that step of his was, the more deadly it became, allowing Gu Fei to capitalize on this one mistake with ease.
His HP did not drop by much with that fall, but the exchange of blows between the two had already transcended the life or death struggle in the game, and was now a proper kung fu sparring. This man shared the same thought as the person before: -Had this been real life, now that I've been swept down like this with my opponent before me, given the skill he demonstrated, he could easily end my life with a swift stomp to my head. This is my loss.-
That man got up to his feet and stared blankly at Gu Fei, backing off without saying another word.
None of these men would dare call themselves an expert, if they were unable to tell just how powerful and skilled Gu Fei was at this point. The man before them was without a doubt a martial practitioner like themselves; anyone could tell that both parties were no longer in the same realm just from the few kung fu jargon Gu Fei had casually dropped, and the look of confusion the rest showed when they heard him.
The remaining three men exchanged looks with one another for a while, before glancing over to the two others who had been defeated. Just like how OS had nodded to his men, these five all tacitly nodded and the three men walked out as well. But they showed a serious attitude about them, as the three had their fists cupped to salute Gu Fei before saying, "Please advise."
"Please advise," Gu Fei returned the salute with courtesy as the three rushed at him, surrounding him in a triangular formation as they circled around him slowly, searching for a good opportunity to strike.
Although Gu Fei had been surrounded by the three men, he remained as calm and composed as ever, a demeanor that betrayed no emotions.
He was the same kind as those men from the Eternal War mercenary group, and it was clear he was of much higher caliber than them. If these people were considered gangsters, then he was the mobster; if these people were from a Martial Arts Hall, then he must be the Martial Arts Hallmaster; if these people were ex-military, then Gu Fei was essentially the super soldier that thought of retiring, but truly had no desire to.
While everyone was lost in their own thoughts, the three men suddenly roared while they were circling and were now rushing towards Gu Fei, fists raised and kicks out. That Warrior had even thrust out with his claymore.
Gu Fei was smiling with immense confidence, taking two steps diagonally back before turning in that moment. The three suddenly realized their target was no longer in front of them, and that Warrior had used his Charge skill in this initial rush, so he had no choice but to cancel his skill when saw that his claymore was about to plunge into his comrade. In fact, he was worried that it might be too late, so he even did all he could to raise it above his head. The sword ended up brushing inches away from his comrade's eye, causing that man to break out in cold sweat in fright.
Gu Fei slowly commented from behind them, "You there holding the sword, you must be a novice?"
That Warrior's mouth immediately went wide, not knowing what to say, as if he was a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"It's rather complicated to pull off a Flight of the Three Paths with three men in coordination, how would a novice like him be able to pull it off with you guys," Gu Fei turned his head back to lecture the other two men before turning back to the Warrior. "The two over there have a very firm foundation when it comes to kung fu, so much so that they are inflexible in their ways. You're better, but that's essentially because you're all over the place! Did you think you would be more powerful if you used the game's Charge skill? Do you know that you became the flaw that spoiled everything? Do you even know that you made a misstep while you were circling me with Plum Blossom Step? Then you continuously made the mistake for seventeen steps before you used that Charge, how in the world would you even hit me?"
That Warrior was frozen in place hearing Gu Fei berate him, his head drooping lower and lower. When Gu Fei saw that he was finally aware of his mistake, he turned back to the other two and began, "His standard is entirely at a different level from both of you, how was he going to coordinate Flight of the Three Paths? Why didn't you two try the Movement of the Two Paths instead?"
"Movement of the Two Paths… We haven't learned that yet?" the two sheepishly answered.
"You've already begun to practice Flight of the Three Paths before even learning Movement of the Two Paths?" Gu Fei's eyes widened in incredulity.
The two blushed beet red as they replied, "Actually, we haven't really practiced it. We had been looking at the manual and saw that it looked interesting. We tried running through it in private and occasionally tried to use it in game."
"Oh, then it's not easy that you've gotten to this level. Still, it's better if you go back and practice Movement of the Two Paths first, otherwise there's no way you can improve your Flight of the Three Paths," Gu Fei lectured them. "There are some things that must be taken step by step. Skipping a step forcefully like this would just end up like your bro over there, a misstep from his Plum Blossom Step that cascaded into eighteen wrong steps."
That Warrior had just lifted his head when he saw Gu Fei was no longer chastising him, but now that he was unexpectedly mentioned once more, his head drooped down quickly even as he muttered almost inaudibly, "Didn't you say it was seventeen steps just now".
Unexpectedly, Gu Fei had really keen hearing as he instantly picked up his words. He angrily blasted back, "Isn't it eighteen steps if we count the first misstep? Hearing backtalk despite knowing you're in the wrong! I would have slayed you on the spot had it not been for the fact that you guys are just beginners! You better head back and work on your foundations before you come out and use kung fu again!"
That Warrior turned submissive, not daring to make another noise.
Gu Fei looked from one man to another, the five not speaking a word to him. Gu Fei had no choice but to stare at these five together as he asked, "What else do you want to be advised on?"
IT was as if the five were roused from a dream when they heard this, before remembering what they were here for. They had unexpectedly been soundly beaten by Gu Fei and no longer had any doubts about him. Not only was this man abnormally skilled, his knowledge was also far beyond theirs, and was possibly someone of immense background!
The five instantly replied when they realized this, "Not at the moment. We'll come back for more next time."
With that, the five men had already turned to flee, much like those people who were often picked on and slayed. But the fact was that the HP of these five men were still very full; how much damage could Gu Fei's bare-handed attacks do, anyway? Besides, Gu Fei had not even touched the final three players, they were running away after Gu Fei dodged out of their encirclement and lectured them on their poor execution.
This was truly a flight that was satisfying to watch.
"Eh? Where are you guys going? When are you coming back? Remember to bring more experts over!" Gu Fei was still shouting after those five man as they ran! It was uncertain if the men heard his words; they had beaten a retreat very quickly, after all!
Gu Fei turned back to find all the players from Yunduan City staring at him intently.
"They've all run off…" Gu Fei regretfully explained as he sighed.
"Was everything that you did kung fu?" It was obvious that no one was concerned over the issue of them running off, but they were all captivated by the sudden realization that if they really wished to be even more powerful in Parallel World, there was another method beyond just overpowered equipment or grinding levels and skills. Plus, this method was extremely formidable, enough that it could make Gu Fei seem like a peerless superhuman.
"Does that guy really know some b*sh*t kung fu?" Young Master Han muttered to himself. Actually, those most familiar with Gu Fei already knew he was unique, even though Gu Fei had always been saying he was a kung fu expert. It was just that in this time period, kung fu had already been relegated to the point of obscurity, and no one really had the chance to experience what kung fu was in real life. Most of what they understood of martial arts came from all the different literature and movies, or the showy wushu performances. Everybody knew that those movies and novels were fake, and those performance sorts were essentially no better than gymnastics. The average person would find it strange to witness the sort of kung fu that could actually be applied to real combat like this.
Now that they had personally experienced this "miracle", none of them wished to miss this opportunity as in that strange moment of silence, plenty of players suddenly dashed aggressively towards Gu Fei and dove before him, each waving their hands as they yelled, "Miles bro, teach me, teach me!"
Such a scene was originally something that Gu Fei would be extremely happy to see, but he was well aware why these people were showing the sudden enthusiasm. They would be entirely mistaken if they thought any martial practitioner would impart their kung fu without asking for the reason.
After all, this was a skill that could allow people to injure or even kill others, so reasons like self-defense or health would be for self-consolation. Any form of self-defense would be based on attacking your opponent; kung fu was all about aggression, after all!
So even though Gu Fei usually wished everybody practiced kung fu, if there was anyone who sought to learn from him, he actually made sure to fully grasp the potential student's intentions and take note of his conduct.
Take Coward's Savior, for example. Even though he had been mixed around with a bad gang in Yueye City, Gu Fei could easily tell that he was a simple soul and was definitely not a bad person. He was at ease teaching kung fu to such a person, which was why he took care to teach him the Seven Star Mantis Fist style.
Reality proved that Gu Fei was not wrong, either. Coward's Savior was originally someone with a bit of foundation, so with Gu Fei's coaching, the strength he possessed was not something the average player could handle. Nevertheless, that man remained as happy-go-lucky and simple as he always was, never once using what he learned to bully others, not even having the wish to purposely search for unfairness to try out his new-found skills. Not even Gu Fei was at that level himself, for he would not have sought out for Parallel World in the first place if he had reached such a realm of enlightenment.
Presently, each and everyone here was looking to Gu Fei with sincere expressions for his tutelage after discovering the secret to Gu Fei's indomitable strength, but who knew what these people would do if they were to learn it? There was no way Gu Fei would casually teach anyone without finding this out.
But seeing that everybody was so passionate at this moment, Gu Fei could tell in a glance that there might not even be any chance to explain the matter, so all he could do was take a break from all this as he Blinked to extend the distance between him and the rest of the people, turning to flee.


He is a great fighter in real life, but he is mistakenly assigned a "Mage" job class in a virtual reality game! He is someone who uses power to conquer power, so he makes the most out of the mistake and transforms into a fierce Mage, versed in close combat, in the blink of an eye! By perfectly combining strength and spells, he uncovers a new path of gaming!

Fireball? Chain Lightning? Frost Mirror… Wait just a minute; I’ve come to practice kung fu! Spells have nothing to do with me! What’s that? I’m a Mage? Oh, right! I am a Mage indeed. But… Are you certain I’m one? Alright… Feel the might of my saber! My sword! My hidden weapons! What? You’re saying I’m no Mage now? Let me prove it to you if you don’t believe me! But even if you believe me, I will still show you just how unstoppable a Mage who knows kung fu can be!

Gu Ning was a smart girl. She knew the real intention of Gu Man. Gu Xiaoxiao must had bad-mouthed her behind her back.
"Mom, I know Gu Xiaoxiao must have told my eldest aunt something bad about me, but Mom, you need to trust me. I'm not the kind of girl who doesn't have sense of self-esteem."
"Great, I trust you." Though Gu Man was still concerned, she chose to believe Gu Ning.
After a while, Gu Ning hung up. They went into a remote part of the small forest, in case others would see them.
Training of kung fu was a long-term practice. Although Mu Ke had learned several moves, he needed to practice often. Thus Mu Ke and Gu Ning continued to train the way they had done yesterday.
As for Mixi, because she wasn't physically strong enough now, she couldn't directly fight with Gu Ning to train in practice. Gu Ning let her do horse stance first.
When Gu Ning and her friends were focused on training, a post about her raised a fierce discussion in their school forum. Someone had taken a video of what had just happened in the canteen and uploaded it onto the forum.
"Gee, this can't be real! The plate has been perfectly thrown ahead."
"And the table is too heavy to move. How can she easily pull it!"
"The plate as well. How can she hit it broken at once!"
"An ordinary person can never do that. I believe this female student must be a master of kung fu."
"A master of kung fu? I don't believe you. You must have read too many action novels, but I have to say this female student is quiet somebody!"
"Oh my! I've met this female student before, in the small forest yesterday. She was fighting with another tall strong male student. The boy has been beaten down on the ground. I wanted to take a video of them, but the female student has discovered and threatened me away."
"Please, tell us what did she say?"
"Please, please, I'm waiting online."
"Please, please, please."
"She said, 'Do you want to fight with me?' F*ck, I would never risk my life for that, and I ran away in horror."
Everyone laughed and teased.
There were both complementary and acid comments.
"I think she just wants to gain attention."
"Exactly, people nowadays are eager to be famous."
"I agree. If she really do kung fu, she can have a fight with Chu Peihan, and prove to us!"
… 
Seeing those acid remarks, those who admired Gu Ning were displeased. They immediately retorted.
"Are you blind? Try throwing a plate and see if it turns and aims at the target by yourself. And pull the table to move if you can!"
"Exactly, shut your mouth if you can't do it yourself."
"I think they are being jealous. They just can't stand the fact that Gu Ning is better than them."
"Can't agree more. Some girls are so jealous of others. Bros, we need to be clear-sighted, and stay away from those girls to protect ourselves."
"Sure! I prefer to stay single forever rather than be with a pretentious bitch."
"Agree."
… 
"Agree."
Those boys were so evil. They soon conquered the group of girls who had bad-mouthed Gu Ning, but secretly guided those girls' anger to Gu Ning.
Right at that moment, a comment attracted everyone's attention.
"Is she really that powerful? I'm Hao Ran, a senior from the seventh classroom. I now challenge this female student to have a fight with me. Anyone who knows this female student, tell me about her."
Immediately, the discussion became fiercer. 
Hao Ran, the senior student from the seventh classroom, was a well-known figure in their school, but he was notorious for his bad behaviors. 
He had involved himself in fights and riots, behaving even worse than Chu Peihan. If he hadn't had a powerful background as well, he would have been expelled from the school too.
Now, Gu Ning was in trouble.
Those who had criticized Gu Ning just then instantly added fuel to the fire.
Before long, Gu Ning's information was leaked.
Whoever had leaked Gu Ning's information must hate her very much, and wanted to see her in danger.
After Hao Ran had challenged Gu Ning, some felt worried, some looked forward to it, and some just enjoyed building their happiness on others' suffering.
There were many students gathered outside the door of the fourth classroom. Soon, Qin Zheng, Zhang Yiming, Fu Mingliang and Chen Ziyao were included. They all came for Gu Ning. To be exact, they were here for Hao Ran and Gu Ning. 
Among those onlookers, Qin Zheng and his friends along with Shao Feifei and her friends were most excited to see what would happen next.
If Gu Xiaoxiao had known the news, she must feel regret going home so early and missing the drama.
In the passage, three boys who were leaning against the guardrails were most noticeable. They weren't good-looking actually, but because no one dared to stay closer to them, they were noticeable then.
Although the three boys weren't handsome, they weren't ugly at all. They behaved in an arrogant and aggressive way, which showed they were bad boys.
"Hao Ran, Gu Ning probably is too afraid to come," a boy who was standing at the right among those three male students opened his mouth.
There were only a few minutes away from the evening class. Gu Ning was still absent. Probably she was frightened.
"She can't hide forever, unless she drops out of school," the boy in the middle, who was Hao Ran, said with disdain. 
"Shall we wait any longer? The evening class is about to begin in a few minutes," a boy who was standing at the left asked.
"Yes, why not? Probably she intends to come until we're gone when the evening class is about to begin," Hao Ran said.
The minute Gu Ning and her friends went out of the stairs, they saw many people around outside of fourth classroom.
Something must had happened.
No matter what had happened, the evening class was about to begin, and Gu Ning together with Yu Mixi had to walk through.
Mu Ke's classroom wasn't in the same direction of Gu Ning's, but out of curiosity, he followed Gu Ning walking ahead.
Someone immediately found Gu Ning was coming.
Chen Ziyao opened her mouth at once, "Gee! Isn't this Gu Ning? Who said she's scared? She's quite awesome!"
Chen Ziyao did it on purpose to push Gu Ning into the center of trouble. The more she complimented Gu Ning, the unhappier Hao Ran would be.
When Gu Ning showed up, Chen Ziyao directly opened her phone, starting to shoot. She wanted to send the video to Gu Xiaoxiao after it was over.
Hearing that, Gu Ning knew they weren't kind people. However, Gu Ning assumed Chen Ziyao and her friends were those who came here to cause her trouble.


She was once a puppet to her family, a commercial spy and assassin pursued by the police. One day, she falls into the sea after being betrayed. 

When she wakes up again, she is an ordinary third year student in high school. Due to her ignoble past and the ostracization of her relatives, she has always been bullied by her classmates, partly due to her being a loner. 

With her gaining a new lease of life, she undergoes a massive change, returning any bullying she received in the past. With a powerful cheat, a pair of telepathic jade eyes, she is able to easily appraise jade and succeed at gambling.

She starts a business, becoming a legendary businesswoman. There's no need to talk about people who previously mocked her for being poor when they see her billion-yuan net worth. When relatives visit to cozy up with her, they are denied. We are no longer related to one another. Return to whatever foul place you came from!

Days are good, except for an easily jealous man beside her. For no good reason, she ends up aching all over, especially in her nether regions, all thanks to him. 

This is a story whose male and female leads are both strong and untainted.

Captain Sheng knocked off the golden-haired guy’s hand, stood up, and fixed his uniform. He did not have any sympathy for the golden-haired guy. Such people should be punished because they broke society’s law and order. They deserved to be beaten to death. However, as law enforcement, he had to follow the rules.
The golden-haired guy was loud. The crowd laughed out loud after hearing his words. 
"This idiot is stupid, right? He was obviously being beaten by a man, yet he said he was beaten by a cat and he seemed to be proud of it…"
"That’s right. Such garbage should be beaten up and imprisoned for a lifetime.  They are purely plagues!"
Captain Sheng walked over and asked, "Have you seen things through?"
Several young men nodded, "We have not only seen, but also recorded." Aunt Li’s husband also nodded.
"Oh, really? Could you show me?" Captain Sheng asked.
One of the young people handed their phone over.
The video was short. Captain Sheng finished it quickly.
From the video, two points were clear. First, these people well deserved to be beaten up. Second, the owner was trying to defend himself.
The only thing was… what happened when the lights were out? No one knew.  
Uncle Li coughed,"Mr. Policeman, I was the one that reported the case."
Captain Sheng returned the phone and went up to Uncle Li, saying, "Then please talk about it."
Uncle Li went through the whole story, from the morning a few days ago when the seven Rainbow Fighters showed up for money, to tonight’s incident.
Uncle Li's voice was loud. A few young people next to him could hear clearly. Their admiration towards the owner went up even higher. It took patience to get the big shark. The owner pretended he was weak and then he KO’d the whole group. What a master!
Sheng calmly listened and asked, "So you don’t know what happened after the lights went out, correct?"
Uncle Li laughed, "What else could’ve happened? The young master beat them up and threw them out!"
A few young men agreed. 
Wang Qian and Li Kun both tightly closed their mouths. They knew that the protagonists in novels always maintained a low profile so they could surprise people later on. Also, they wished not to talk to people who worked in the government. 
Captain Sheng looked back at Zhang Zian. Could this young kid really be that outstanding at martial arts?
But... the golden-haired guy confirmed it was a cat.
Captain Sheng was puzzled until a young policeman responsible for technical stuff ran over and whispered into his ear, "Drug and alcohol residue was detected in their bodies; the concentration is high."
Captain Sheng nodded, indicating that he understood.
Everything was self-explanatory now.
These people consumed drugs and alcohol before they came. Drugs and alcohol led to their visual and auditory hallucinations. They robbed a pet shop in the dark. Listening to the cat in the dark as they were beaten up created the strange illusion.
On one hand, he had confessions from a suspect whose body contained high concentrations of drug and alcohol residue and was also likely to have a criminal record. On the other hand, he had witnesses from a group of sober people. It didn’t take much to judge which was more trustworthy. 
Captain Sheng was a firm believer in materialism. He did not believe a word about the evil cat. Frankly, if he dared to report it to his boss, he might get demoted immediately…
He told the team, "Take the suspects back to the police station. When they wake up, conduct a mental evaluation. Don’t waste time if they are retards…"
"Yes, sir." The young policeman took the order.
Captain Sheng had decided what he was going to do, so he wandered back to Zhang Zian.
"How should I address you, sir?" He asked politely.
"My name is Zhang Zian; I’m the owner of this pet shop," Zhang Zian replied. He was uneasy because he wasn’t sure how bad the seven Rainbow Fighters got hurt and if he could get in trouble.  
"Mr. Zhang, have you practiced martial arts, boxing or free fighting?" Captain Sheng asked with great interest.
"Hmm..." Zhang Zian didn’t know what to say.
Obviously, he had to say something; otherwise he could put himself in trouble.
He said hesitantly, "Well... I’ve learned some basic Wing Chun Kung Fu..."
With that being said, the young guys were immediately happily surprised.
"Sh*t! Master is a Wing Chun expert!"
"Wing Chun! This will make big money!"
"Don’t stop me! I have to learn from him!"
Wang Qian and Li Kun laughed, "Wing Chun Kung Fu is only a basic means of self-defense for Master. You guys have never seen the real fairy magic!"
Captain Sheng was also very surprised, "Wing Chun?"
Zhang Zian bit the bullet and said, "Yup. Learned a bit from the family."
Captain Sheng didn’t believe him. If he only learned a bit of martial arts, he would not be able to beat up seven criminals with weapons in such a short span.  And in a dark room? Even a well-trained special policeman could not do it.
He felt that Zhang Zian wanted to keep a low profile on purpose, otherwise he would be known by many people. Since it was family martial arts, he was certainly not willing to let outsiders know about it. Captain Sheng read his mind from his hesitation of speaking up. He only felt pity that such a martial arts master hadn’t opened a school to carry forward the fascinating Kung Fu spirit. 
This was none of his business and he could not change anything.
He walked around the shop, looking at Fina, Old Time Tea, and then at the kittens and puppies. Finally, his eyes fell on the top of the cashier where the smashed surveillance camera was located.
"Mr. Zhang, we need to borrow the memory drive of the surveillance monitor. We will return it when we are done." 
Zhang Zian ran up to the second floor, removed the monitoring system’s hard drive, and gave it to the captain.
The surveillance camera only covered the cashier area and the entrance. Giving it to the police didn’t matter. 
"Sir, my case should be a legitimate act of self-defense, right?" he asked carefully.
Captain Sheng thought it should be, but he didn’t dare make a statement, so he said, "We will go back and check the injuries on the suspects. According to my experience, you do not have to worry too much."
Zhang Zian was relieved. "That's great."
"You have to pay attention next time. Those people were injured quite badly," Captain Sheng reminded him with a friendly tone and then laughed, "I guess you don’t have to worry about it. I am sure tonight will make you famous. I don’t think anyone will dare to provoke you."
He looked around as he said this. As the signal shielding device turned off and cell phones resumed signal reception, many young people were taking pictures or videos, and then uploaded them to a variety of social medias.
Zhang Zian was helpless. He wanted to keep a low-profile...
…
Uncle Li cheerfully ran back to Aunt Li.
"How is it?" Aunt Li asked eagerly.
"It is Wing Chun Kung Fu! The young man is just like Ye Wen. He is a great master of Wing Chun!"
Aunt Li was stunned, "He seems to be too young to be a master."
"He has the legendary martial arts talent!" Uncle Li couldn’t stop praising.
Aunt Li pulled at his shirt and whispered, "We shouldn’t charge him in the future when he comes for breakfast!"
Uncle Li nodded, "I understand."
"You know nothing! We should maintain a good relationship with him and in the future, our son can learn Kung Fu from him and get a girlfriend."


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Grandpa's hundredth birthday was the most important event for the Wang Clan.
The majority of guests here were people from the ring of kung fu. Even though this wasn't a big ring of people, the number of martial artists gathered from all across the country was still slightly more than the number of giant pandas left.
Moreover, there were many elderlies among them. There was no choice because the yellow autumn crop does not last until the green spring crop. The inheritance was broken and if it was a problem even in the four great martial arts families in the country, there was nothing to expect of the smaller sects. 
All these elderlies were not some Tom, Dick or Harry. All of them were highly respected seniors and every one of them required the members of the Wang Clan to receive them personally. 
Wang Yu was part of the main family in the Wang Clan and also the next successor of the Wang Clan, therefore, he was naturally not going to run away from this.
From the early morning, Wang Yu, his father and two uncles had started welcoming guests from all across the country. In just a few hours time, Wang Yu's forehead started sweating profusely.
When it was finally about 11am, most of the guests arrived and it was going to be the feast after a series of birthday congratulations. Wang Yu was pulled by Old Wang to the entrance of the premier guest room. 
When Wang Yu saw who was seated at the premier room, he turned awkward…
The people seated inside were all martial artists and those who were able to be seated inside the premier guest room would definitely be a leading figure of his time in terms of martial arts. Not only do they need to be excellent in their kung fu, but they also needed to have a significant background. 
When Wang Yu was 18 years old, the level of his kung fu was already at the standard of a grandmaster. Moreover, he was the young master of the Wang Clan so he was definitely more than worthy to sit there.
Other than the two generations of Wang Clan masters as well as Wang Yu, there were also a few more seniors who were not much younger than Grandpa Wang.
However, Wang Yu was the most uneasy with the few people seated at the end of the table. They were the clan masters of the other three great families.
These three fellas were of the same age as Wang Yu's uncle. The three white-haired elderlies were basically staring at Wang Yu.
After many years of practicing martial arts, Wang Yu was especially sensitive to murderous intent. Even though these three old fellas were not exuding much murderous intent, the pressure they were piling on Wang Yu made him feel really uncomfortable.
"Wang Clan's young master is still as elegant as before ah. I wonder where you have been over the past half a year?" 
At this moment, an old man with great beard stared and asked Wang Yu. This was the current clan master of the Li Clan, Li Wenhao. This fella's temper was the same as his kung fu as they both gave the feeling of a mighty dragon.
Wang Yu replied with a slightly embarrassed look, "I went out to relieve some boredom." 
"Relieve boredom? My poor granddaughter didn't have such great mood to do so… Ai…" Li Wenhao might be sighing but his tone was completely different. He clearly wanted an explanation from Wang Yu.
This was not because Old Li was a narrow-minded man who refused to let Wang Yu off. After all, a practitioner of martial arts knew the importance of showing respect.
To show off, Old Wang made a lot of claims and in the end, they stood someone up. Everyone was in the same martial arts circle and were all people of virtue and prestige. After being stood up like that, sitting there and speaking nicely proved that his self-discipline was indeed admirable. 
"Indeed… My granddaughter got so angry that she left home and hasn't returned in over half a year." Another long eyebrowed old man scratched his beard as he said.
This old fella is Yang Nuo's grandpa, Yang Daoyuan…
"Old Brother Wang, you cannot keep bullying the youngsters just because you're insanely talented… My granddaughter says fortune was in the east of bank 30 years ago but turns to the west when 30 years have passed…" Chen Mingchuan from the Chen Clan spoke.
All these old fellas must have loved reading fantasy novels when they were young.
The three old fellas were sophisticated men with incredible amount of experience. The three of them spoke one after another about an inexperienced child-like Wang Yu such that Wang Yu no longer knew what to say. 
Old Wang hurried to help smooth things over by saying, "Brothers, Little Yu is young and ignorant. If there's any problem, you can come to me… ha…" "Young Brother Tianlong, you are still too young to throw your status around here." Chen Mingchuan glanced at Old Wang and emphasised on the two words 'young brother' to put Old Wang back to his place.
Just when Wang Yu's face turned incredibly red and at a loss for words, Grandpa Wang suddenly said, "Little Yu, go! Go sit with the young people."
"This… Is this appropriate?" Wang Yu was pleasantly surprised.
"How is this not appropriate?! Hurry up and leave!" Grandpa Wang glared at Wang Yu and Wang Yu didn't need a second invitation as he flew towards Wang Fei's seat.
"Grandpa Wang, what is the meaning of this?"
Seeing how Grandpa Wang chased Wang Yu away, the other clan masters were evidently not very pleased with this arrangement. They no longer had anyone to vent their anger on.
Grandpa Wang's temper was easily irritable and violent as he stared deadly at them. "You three b*stards better stop your nonsense! Are you trying to ruin my 100th birthday celebration?"
There weren't many people who could call these three old fellas b*stards.
When they saw Grandpa Wang's rage, the three of them shivered as they lightened up the mood. "You've misunderstood us! We were merely joking with Little Yu."
"Joke your head! I've heard about everything so I cannot blame you guys for this. After the other guests leave, go to my Wang Clan's martial arts depository. See if there is anything you like and see if I can pass this on to you guys," Grandpa Wang replied. 
When they heard the words 'martial arts depository', the eyes of the three old men and even the few other elderlies nearby lit up. When they heard the words 'pass this on', they were even more shocked.
Martial arts depository was where every sect kept their greatest martial arts study. Even though Wang Yu looked like he knew all kinds of martial arts, those were arts that were exchanged and shared among the great families. They were considered external kung fu and nobody would bring out the real essence to show others. One example was the Yang Clan's Seven Star Steps. If Wang Yu hadn't seen Yang Nuo do it, he would never have been able to master it. 
Grandpa Wang said 'pass on' so this meaning was even clearer. From today onwards, they could pass on this martial art to their successor… To become a martial arts of their own clan, Grandpa Wang was indeed generous.
"Really?" The three old men were incomparably dumbfounded.
"Of course, since when have I spouted rubbish? However, the few of you shall not interfere with the kids' matter anymore," Grandpa Wang said with a serious tone.
"We get it, we get it," the three old men answered hurriedly.
Even if Grandpa Wang forced them to keep their mouth shut, all they could do was to be angry in their hearts. However, Grandpa Wang even brought out his inheritance.
Of course, everyone had to be reasonable. Since Grandpa Wang used his inheritance in exchange, why would these three old men still continue to pester the kids over such matters?
However, it was quite miserable to see what Grandpa Wang had to do for his grandchildren. He was already so old but still had to wipe his grandson's butt… A true pity for every parent in the world.
When Old Wang saw that Grandpa Wang stepped in to settle this matter using his inheritance, he heaved a great sigh of relief. He could not help but look at Wang Yu, who wasn't far away and he looked anxious again.


Catching arrows, running up walls, crushing boulders and bending metal, these are but petty parlour tricks in the eyes of a true martial artist. But where can a martial artist stand in an era of material pursuit?

Join Wang Yu, the greatest martial genius the world has ever seen, as he takes on the gaming world of <<REBIRTH>>, where dragons, demons and immortals are more than just legends.

In the hall that Elite-gathering Gang used for discussions, there were six chairs. In each sat Six Fan School's Governor Arrester Wang, the hero Lin Baozhi, the Sha family Elder Sha Wanhao, the city's legend Dou Wutong, a high-ranking master on the Ranking List of Young Masters, Killing Blade Su Meng, and Huanhua Swords Sect disciple Qi Zhengyan.
In front of them stood Elite-gathering Gang's various Elders and disciples who were split into two groups. The ones leading them were Great Senior Xiao Liang and the sect leader's legitimate son Huang Huafeng respectively. They were both glaring furiously at a young man standing in the middle.
The young man seemed strong and good-natured and appeared to be around 17 or 18 years old. His face hid much anger and hatred, and although he raised his head as if declaring that he was unafraid, though hints of anxiety betrayed him. One could tell at a glance that he was a young man with very little experience.
"Your name is Duan Rui, and you were a Shaolin Huntsman?" Meng Qi was the first to speak, inquiring about general matters such as the man's name and his background.
Meng Qi had already been previously introduced by Sha Wanhao and his identity had been confirmed by Arrester Wang as well. The young man emotionally replied, "Master Su, I am Duan Rui indeed, and I was a Shaolin Huntsman. They've wrongly accused me of killing the Master!"
"Wrongly accused?" Huang Huafeng interjected enraged. He then cast his gaze at Meng Qi and huffed, "Young Master Su, my father's study room is an important place in the sect and has always been the location where secretive matters are discussed. That day, I spotted that evil beast Duan Rui inside there alone with the master, and there were a few Elders and Senior Brothers outside preventing anyone else from entering. After that, that evil beast suddenly dashed out of the study room like a madman. Elder Gu sensed something amiss and took a look inside, only to see my father collapsed in his chair with blood spewing from his mouth and his chest caved in! He was already dead!"
"And he dares to say he's been wrongly accused?"
Meng Qi listened with a poker face. He thought to himself, "Duan Rui and Huang Huafeng are both highly emotional. They appear to be very sincere about what they're saying so it seems unlikely that they're lying. Could it be that there was an assassin hiding in the study room? He waited for Duan Rui to draw attention away from him and then calmly escaped?"
His Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth had improved, allowing him to be even more sensitive to others' feelings. Of course, if they were adept at concealing their emotions, he would not be able to determine anything, and could only give a rough judgment.
"It wasn't me! It wasn't me!" Duan Rui hollered quite agitated. "Master asked me about my recent progress in Kung Fu and praised me for being a rare talent in the sect. He said that if I did well in Kung Fu in the future, I could become the next sect leader. I know that I'm not qualified enough for that and dare not hope for it, so I was about to politely refuse when Master suddenly collapsed face-first into a chair. Then his chest caved in and he started spewing blood, and soon he was gone..."
"That's absurd!" Great Senior Xiao Liang cut in once again. He looked outraged as he cried, "Young Master Su, Young Master Qi, and present seniors, have you ever heard of something so ridiculous? Duan Rui, did you see the killer?"
"No..." Duan Rui was angry and frustrated, but he gave his honest answer.
Xiao Liang grit his teeth and continued, "After you escaped from the study room, half of us chased after you while the other half searched the study room. The room has no windows, so no one could enter or leave besides through the front door. But apart from Master's corpse, there was nobody else inside!"
Arrester Wang thought about it for a moment before saying, "Duan Rui, why did you flee back then?"
Duan Rui took a deep breath. "I was born in the countryside and have seen and experienced little. When I saw Master suddenly die and there was no one else in the room, I was horrified and frightened. I couldn't control my fear at that time so I ran off. I was afraid that a ghost would try to kill me, and was worried that the seniors would wrongly accuse me of the murder."
His experience in Elite-gathering Gang had groomed him into someone who would not go so far as to speak in a crude manner.
Meng Qi quietly listened and analyzed various possibilities in his head.
Lin Baozhi, the hero, spoke in a low voice. "Then why have you come back now?"
"I am grateful to Master for giving me a new lease of life. How could I possibly miss the first seven days after his passing? And I've already understood everything that happened!" Duan Rui stubbornly raised his head.
Sha Wanhao seemed to be fuming with all the anger that had been directed at Black Butterfly the day before. "Then why don't you tell us what happened!"
Duan Rui grit his teeth. "Seniors and Young Masters, in my haste, I failed to carefully inspect the room to see if there was anyone hiding in there. But the ones who inspected the place afterward should not have returned empty-handed, unless they are accomplices!"
"Master was partial towards me and wanted to hand the position of sect leader to me, resulting in others' displeasure. That's why they ended up committing such a treacherous crime!"
Huang Huafeng was so livid that his hands were trembling. "That's a pack of lies, a pack of lies! You've been in the sect for less than two years. How could you possibly be qualified enough to become the sect leader? Father merely praised you a little and you lost your head!"
"Been in the sect for less than two years..." Meng Qi seemed to realize something all of a sudden.
Xiao Liang's exasperation at Duan Rui turned into a fit of laughter. "Junior Brother Duan, your words are based on something, the allegation that you are not the murderer."
"Becoming sect leader was your wishful thinking, so you suddenly went mad, killed Master and then escaped. After you calmed down, you came back to slander us. Isn't this a much more logical explanation than that story you cooked up?"
"It wasn't me! It definitely wasn't me!" Duan Rui's eyes were turning bloodshot. "You guys are the greedy, perverse ones!"
Huang Huafeng cooled down a little and looked at Meng Qi and the others. "He might not have done it for the position of sect leader. Father once told me in private that Duan Rui's Kung Fu was very unique and he was afraid that his background might bring us trouble. Perhaps Father discovered some secret about you and tried to talk to you about it, but then you cruelly killed him to silence him!"
Towards the end, he started glaring at Duan Rui again.
"I don't have any strange Kung Fu! It's nothing more than a body-strengthening exercise. It doesn't even have moves!" Duan Rui explained frantically.
Meng Qi appeared to be deep in thought as he gazed at Duan Rui. "You traveled down South from Shaolin Temple about two years ago?"
"Yes, Master Su." Duan Rui was honest to a fault.
Both the timing and location matched. It was right around that time when Zhen Chang had stolen the last set of scriptures... Meng Qi calmly asked, "Why did you travel down South?"
"I lived near Shaolin Temple and hunted in the woods for a living. Because my martial arts were weak, I did not dare go deep into the back mountain. However, one day, a demonic beast from the back mountain suddenly charged out of nowhere! The Shaolin Temple monks failed to rescue the village in time and everything was leveled to the ground. I happened to be out of the village that day talking to my adoptive father, so I was spared."
"After that, I traveled down South with my adoptive father. Just when we entered River East, however, he suddenly went mad and ran off on his own, leaving me behind. I was unfamiliar with the place and thus became a vagrant who ended up being the target of the Beggar Sect's evil exploits. That is, until Master found me and saw my value. He helped me out of my predicament and granted me a new lease of life."
Duan Rui's tone was full of gratitude as he recounted how his Master had saved him.
The Beggar Sect in that world was different from the ones Meng Qi had read about in martial arts novels. They were not on the right side of the law, but in a grey area. The group was comprised of both law-abiding, helpful members, as well as many evildoers. Actually, after giving it some thought, he decided that it made sense, because how many people could sustain their morals and principles after becoming a vagabond? Unless they had become beggars for the sake of some special Kung Fu.
It could be said that two-thirds of the Beggar Sect were capable of performing any and every act of evil apart from major crimes. However, because there were also brave heroes in the group, their sect had fortunately not fallen to the dark side and become a public enemy.
"The day the beast lost control was around that period of time... right?" Meng Qi mentioned a rough time period.
With Shaolin Temple suppressing the back mountain, it was impossible for demonic beasts and poisonous snakes to lose control. Or in any case, Meng Qi had heard that no such event had occurred for a hundred years when he had joined them.
He was from Shaolin Temple, so when it came to matters concerning it, no one else could intervene.
Duan Rui replied without hesitation. "Yes, I would never forget the day my parents perished."
Master Su was indeed a man who had abandoned Shaolin Temple! He understood what was going on!
"The events he spoke of are true." Meng Qi gave a definite judgment.
"Master Su, his background might be real, but his odd Kung Fu is also an undeniable fact! Perhaps he was taught by some Devil during his beggar days?" Huang Huafeng emphasized the holes in Duan Rui's statement.
Meng Qi was contemplating the very same question as well. "In what way is his Kung Fu odd?"
Huang Huafeng was about to answer when the city's legend, Dou Wutong, piped up. "Let's inspect the body before we determine whether he's the murderer or not."
"That makes sense," agreed Arrester Wang.
Hence, the interrogation was put on hold for the moment as several disciples carried the corpse of Elite-gathering Gang's leader in. The fatal blow had been a hit to his chest indeed, breaking his ribcage and bursting open his visceral organs.
Huang Huafeng loosened the collar of his father's robes to reveal his chest hidden underneath. There were deep imprints of fists left on the bruised skin.
"Seniors and Young Masters, we will find out who the murderer is simply by checking the fist imprints."
As he spoke, he placed both his fists against the imprints, proving that they were a clear mismatch.
Meng Qi looked at Duan Rui. "You try."
Duan Rui took a deep breath and marched over to the corpse. He performed three full bows with his head touching the ground each time before clenching his right hand into a fist and placing it over the imprint.
It was a perfect match!
"Impossible, impossible..." Duan Rui's body shook violently. All the color drained from his face as his soulless eyes were fixated on his fist.
Out of the blue, he roared and pointed an accusing finger at Huang Huafeng and Xiao Liang. "Was it you guys? You fabricated the fist mark there!"
Upon seeing such a scene, Meng Qi felt suspicious. All the evidence thus far pointed at Duan Rui, but his feelings appeared to be extremely genuine. Could it be that he was some wild Best Male Actor?
"You're still trying to deny it! All the evidence points towards you! Where the hell would we go to find your fist to make an imprint?" Huang Huafeng retorted, then turned around to address Meng Qi and the others. "Seniors and Young Masters, I'm sure you can see for yourselves who the murderer is. Please allow me to take revenge for my father and kill him!"
Sha Wanhao and the others gently nodded their heads. The truth was already clear to them.
Duan Rui's face was contorted into a furious expression. He bellowed, "You're all wrongly accusing me! You're all wrongly accusing me!"
Meng Qi hesitated before saying, "I have a method that can prove your innocence, but you must let down your guard."
Faced with people who had close to no psychological loopholes and were constantly guarded, Meng Qi's Supernatural Power of Shaking Heaven and Hitting Earth, as of now, was not as effective on them. The reason he wanted to use it was to confirm a certain something.
"Master Su, I knew you were a good man!" Duan Rui cried emotionally. "How should I let down my guard?"
Meng Qi was a renowned Jianghu figure, thus when he said he had a method, no one dared to intervene. They all stared at him with gazes of scrutiny, anticipating how he would teach Duan Rui to cooperate.
All of a sudden, they saw Meng Qi's aura change. It became lofty and towering, vast yet simple. He seemed to have become a god overlooking the changes of life from above.
"Someone with an amazing reputation really does have the ability to back it up..." Sha Wanhao and the others suddenly thought.
Duan Rui was open and relaxed. The tide surged, and specks of gold light began appearing before Meng Qi's "eyes".
"Duan, you are a disciple of my sect. I see you as my own son and would like to hand over Elite-gathering Gang to someone as talented as you. However, there is a question that I hope you will honestly answer. Where did you learn your Kung Fu? Why is it so unusual?"
"Unusual..." The young man, who had his head bowed, muttered those words under his breath. Just then, his right fist punched outward, swift but heavy. It squarely struck the sect leader in the chest.
He lifted his head. Both of his eyes were pitch black and his face was twisted into an awkward expression, almost as if he had gone mad. Then, he looked straight at Meng Qi who was prying into his memories!
Meng Qi took a step back. Although he had not suffered the backlash yet, he could no longer sense Duan Rui's memories.
"Could Duan Rui be suffering from split-personality disorder?"
Why did it seem like he had practiced some kind of demonic art?


I care not of my past and neither of my future.
Conquering all heroes and foes while looking with disdain at the horrors of the Samsara, I yearn only for a life of thrilling wonders!
History will repeat itself after many ages as the menace of the Great Calamity rises once more.
Which will rise with triumph in the face of adversity; the Golden Form of the Great Buddha or the invincible Heavenly Taoist Form?
Which will seize all glory amidst all struggles; The Buddha's Palms or the  Seven Strokes of Heaven's Interception?
From the sanctum of the Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi's adventures and struggles through the Samsara begin as we follow his climb to claim the title of "the Unrivaled and the Invincible One"!


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