Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike

Chapter 33 Strength doesn't strike the fist, and the fist doesn't strike the skill.

"It's about teaching boxing."

Seeing Li Xin hesitate, Cheng Feiyan covered her mouth and coughed lightly before speaking.

"Um?"

Cheng Yuanhua glanced helplessly at his daughter; the show hadn't even started and she was already sabotaging it.

He wanted to scold him, but couldn't bring himself to do so. He could only sigh, turn around and look at Li Xin, "Xin'er, I originally thought you were a mature person, but I never expected you to take such a risk and do something so great."

It seems I misjudged him...

I never imagined my new apprentice would be such a great hero, someone who can't bear to see human suffering.

"Master."

Li Xin offered no explanation.

He could tell from the implication that his master wasn't actually blaming him.

Instead, they were worried about themselves.

The words carried a hint of sarcasm, a way of reminding himself not to underestimate anyone.

Cheng Yuanhua took two steps before continuing, "These cancerous tumors, the Qing and Feng brands, are deeply rooted in the grassroots of Nancheng City, committing all sorts of evil deeds. Anyone with a bit of ability would want to get rid of them as soon as possible."

"Could it be behind me...?"

Li Xin was interrupted as soon as he started to speak.

"Since you've guessed it, you should understand that the Qing brand isn't the first, nor will it be the last."

As long as this world continues as it is, some people will never be completely eradicated.

"Master, I don't quite agree with what you're saying. If weeds grow wildly in the fields, it's because weeds will keep growing; are we just going to stand by and do nothing?"

Li Xin smiled and said, "The weeds are there and affecting the crops. I, your disciple, can't stand them, so I'll remove them."

"What if it grows any longer? Just cut it again... as long as the sickle is sharp enough. This grass won't grow."

"it is good."

Cheng Feiyan, listening nearby, blushed and cheered loudly.

Turning his head and meeting Cheng Yuanhua's gaze, he shrank back slightly, stood aside dejectedly, and remained silent.

"You child, you have quite the murderous intent. Then let me ask you, what if these weeds were also planted by someone?"

"That person deserves to die for planting these harmful weeds. Is he even human? If he's not human, he can only be a corpse."

Li Xin spoke with a firm and resounding tone, without pausing, as casually as brushing dust off his clothes.

"If the landowners don't care, they'll think you're meddling."

Cheng Yuanhua asked again.

He looks like a jerk.

In fact, there was already a hint of bitterness between his brows and at the corners of his mouth.

Li Xin shook his head: "Then why bother planting crops? This kind of person is just not cut out for farming. Why not just take his land and have someone else farm it? Wouldn't that be better?"

This time, Cheng Yuanhua remained silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked deeply at Li Xin before slowly saying, "Your martial arts are still a bit lacking. Your speed is fast enough, but your attack power is slightly insufficient."

Nowadays, one can only rely on foreign guns for protection, but a foreign gun is something that anyone can use, and therefore cannot be relied upon.

"If others don't have it, I have it; if others have it, I have it better. When the enemy advances, I retreat; when the enemy retreats, I pursue."

"That's not enough. With your style of doing things, you're too rigid and easily broken. Sooner or later you'll encounter a formidable enemy you can't afford to offend, and you'll have to resort to force."

Cheng Yuanhua suddenly stood up straight, his clothes moving without any wind.

"Master, are you really going to fight?"

"You think you can hurt me?"

Cheng Yuanhua looked up at the sky.

"I really fired the gun," Li Xin confirmed again.

"Go ahead, let me show you how a real expert dodges bullets."

The two men were seven steps apart when Li Xin slowly raised the revolver in his hand.

Focus your attention and look at your master's left shoulder.

Then, it was discovered that there seemed to be wind moving, or like clothes moving, and an invisible vortex was gathering there.

When my gaze fell on my master's right hand, I saw that every hair on the back of his hand stood up.

At that moment, the skin throbbed like a heart.

"That's a bit unscientific."

Li Xin thought to himself.

It seems even more miraculous than being able to clearly see all the movements around you through [Void Reflection].

The master doesn't even need to look; he can sense it spontaneously.

Those two target points were the places I was thinking of shooting at.

"Then, what about using a feint to the east while attacking in the west, and changing tactics quickly?"

Thinking of this, Li Xin aimed at Master Cheng Yuanhua's right shoulder.

The moment the trigger was pulled, the muzzle suddenly shifted by a tiny angle with lightning speed. The bullet whooshed towards the master's right foot.

puff……

The bullet missed its target, leaving a tiny hole in the stone slab.

The master's right foot had somehow shifted three inches to the side, avoiding the bullet's trajectory.

"It's no use. Whether you do it intentionally or unintentionally, if you threaten me, I can't hit you."

Cheng Yuanhua shook his head.

This time, he simply turned around and faced away from Li Xin.

"Smack..."

He slightly turned his body, and a bullet grazed his arm, missing its target and hitting the courtyard wall, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Master's skills are unparalleled, your disciple admires you immensely. There's no need to try, you can't hit him."

Li Xin spoke sincerely.

He knew that some masters, when they reached a high level of skill, would develop a "crisis sense".

This is an unreasonable ability.

But I never expected that Master Cheng Yuanhua would go so far in responding to emergencies.

Legend has it that a true master of the highest level of internal energy can spontaneously dodge attacks from knives and spears even while asleep.

Leaving aside attack speed and the ability to attack from all directions, even in terms of defense against sneak attacks, it surpasses my own "Three Heads and Six Arms, Void Reflection".

Because that ability is a passive skill.

It even touches on the concept of ability.

Any attack that threatens the body can be dodged, whether you are awake or asleep, whether you can see it or not.

You don't need to use your brain.

"Master, I finally know how you died."

Li Xin muttered to himself.

Throughout history, even the best swimmers have drowned. The more confident a master is in their ability to withstand foreign guns and sneak attacks, the more likely they are to die by foreign guns.

There is a situation where you see it but can't avoid it, you sense the danger but have nowhere to escape.

"If, suppose there's a situation where you, Master, are standing in a place where you can't dodge, facing dozens of guns, with your front, back, left, and right sides blocked, how would you dodge?"

"I'm not dead, why would I put myself in danger?"

Cheng Yuanhua said irritably, "Remember this: if you encounter an enemy you can't hit even with your gun, the only thing you can do is turn around and run, run as far away as possible. As long as you're alive, you can always make a comeback."

Fearing he wouldn't remember it well, I tested the gun and gave him some instructions.

Cheng Yuanhua went to great lengths to make this dish of vinegar and this pot of dumplings.

"I've got it."

This time, Li Xin didn't make any jokes; he simply agreed seriously.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yuanhua's expression softened somewhat. After a moment's thought, he added, "Originally, I wouldn't have taught you about Qi perception so early. I was just afraid your foundation wasn't solid enough and you'd be aiming too high."

But since we've already said this, let's just pass it on all at once.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Feiyan quickly moved a chair over from the side.

Cheng Yuanhua sat down with an air of nonchalance, thoroughly enjoying his daughter's attentiveness.

My mood brightened considerably.

"As the old saying goes: strength doesn't beat fists, and fists don't beat internal skills. Xin'er, what do you think this internal skill is?"

"Could it be skill, cultivation, or technique?"

Li Xin recalled his past life and tentatively asked.

Some things are understood by each individual.

He was unsure what the core of his master's lineage of Bagua cultivation was.

Everyone says that the true teachings can be summarized in a single sentence, and each school and sect has its own true teachings.

Clearly, the master is about to teach the real stuff.

"What you said is all true, but not entirely accurate."

In our internal martial art, Baguazhang, the so-called "gong" refers to the methods of controlling qi and blood and utilizing strength.

In my view, the true skill lies in the [Qian Yuan Fierce Fire Force].

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