From a humble farmer to a great martial arts master

49. Killing Technique

"Master Zhou just told me that you were able to achieve true qi at the age of thirty-five, which shows that your talent is truly remarkable and your future achievements are limitless."

"If you don't mind, you can just call me Brother Zhao."

To Ren Qingshan's slight surprise, this veteran who had lost both legs was not strange in temperament; on the contrary, he was cheerful and sincere.

This is of course a good thing.

After all, they were colleagues.

If you happen to encounter someone with a bad temper, living with them day and night can be quite unpleasant.

Moreover, it seems that the offerings to the Martial Virtue Academy have already been screened by Fang Yanping.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with him, Zhao Qianfeng pointed to a handsome young man in the center of the arena and said with a low laugh, "That's my grandson, Zhao Fuxin. I hope Brother Ren will take good care of him in the future."

Ren Qingshan nodded with a smile: "Of course."

So that's how it is.

Seeing that all the disciples had arrived, Zhao Qianfeng asked with a smile, "Whose turn will you go today, yours or mine?"

"Brother, you go first. I'll observe and learn."

Ren Qingshan was concerned about his inconvenience in traveling, and also wanted to see what he could teach.

"it is good."

Zhao Qianfeng didn't refuse and readily agreed.

Leaning on his iron crutch, he leaped into the middle of a group of disciples, covering nearly three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in a single bound, as light as a swallow.

"Today we continue discussing killing techniques!"

"Last time we talked about the Shattered Jade Finger, but we didn't finish. Let's continue!"

Ren Qingshan, who was observing from the sidelines, was slightly moved when he heard these words.

A killing technique?

Martial arts are all techniques for killing.

However, given his military background, he must be a seasoned veteran with extensive experience and possess other secret techniques.

"The nasal bone is the respiratory passage, connecting the trachea below and the base of the skull above. The bone joints are also thin, making it extremely easy to shatter."

"With a skillful flick of the 'Shattered Jade Finger,' a fragment of nasal bone can be sent either down into the airway or up to the base of the skull, and could very well kill someone."

Even if one is seriously injured, weak, or even collapsed on the ground, one can still achieve great things if the opportunity is seized well.

Zhao Qianfeng described in detail the key to the Shattered Jade Finger technique and how to apply that skillful force.

Some of the disciples had solemn expressions, while others were full of excitement... all of them were extremely focused.

This is the real secret.

True teachings are often conveyed in a single sentence!

Ren Qingshan was equally focused.

The techniques taught by Zhao Qianfeng are not fixed moves, and they are often taken from tricky angles.

But to be fair, its power is indeed considerable.

There are many important parts on the head, such as the eyes, temples, top of the head, and back of the head, which are all key areas for a martial artist to defend during combat.

In contrast, it's rare to hear of someone being killed by a blow to the nose.

Although his idea was unconventional and difficult to implement, it was not impossible.

They'll die the moment they're hit!

They were aiming to kill them!

"If you happen to behead a death row inmate at the execution grounds, if you are so inclined, go ask the constables for a piece of his head, cut it open, and study it day and night."

After speaking for a while, Zhao Qianfeng said this.

Seeing the reluctance on the faces of many disciples, he laughed and said, "Bring me the corpse as well. I will personally dissect it and explain other killing techniques to you."

Ren Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back, watching quietly.

The county magistrate knows how to select people.

A martial arts fanatic, obsessed with techniques.

An old soldier, skilled at killing.

The combination of orthodox and unorthodox methods is a novel approach compared to other martial arts schools.

But what should I teach?

Don't let yourself be mistaken for a counterfeit product.

……

As evening approached, the sky was ablaze with the colors of sunset.

After finishing his lessons for the day, Zhao Qianfeng walked towards Ren Qingshan with a smile, leaning on his cane: "Brother Ren, I've made a fool of myself."

"What you said was insightful, and I've gained some understanding from it."

"Ah...you flatter me. These are all low-level skills, rarely used in ordinary times. Realm is the key. You must not be like those martial arts fanatics who neglect the essentials for the trivial."

Zhao Qianfeng smiled modestly and then jokingly teased Pang Ziqian.

Ren Qingshan nodded and smiled, then casually asked, "Can true qi be used to kill?"

"Yes... we do have that."

Ren Qingshan's eyes flickered slightly, and he cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "May I speak at my leisure? I would like to hear the details."

"It's fine to tell you, but it's not very dignified."

"Normally, true qi can only penetrate three fingers through the bone. Although it is already very powerful, it is not fatal unless it is in a critical area. Moreover, it is easily blocked by weapons. I have a move called Soul Stealing."

"The intestines are narrow and soft. When true qi is poured in, they rupture instantly, and the fighting power is completely lost. Even if one can withstand the true qi, one cannot withstand the full belly of golden juice, and the five internal organs will easily rot and die."

Zhao Qianfeng's voice was extremely low, almost like a mosquito's buzz.

Ren Qingshan was stunned.

Soul stealing?

A moment later, he suddenly realized.

The boxing manual refers to the exit as the "Soul Gate," a fitting name, though... it's certainly not dignified.

"Since it's a killing technique, there's no such thing as being dignified or not. In a life-or-death situation, it's worth using. Thank you for your guidance, brother."

Ren Qingshan cupped his hands in greeting.

This killing technique is truly insidious, exceptionally insidious, and can strike the very soul in one hit.

It made my gluteus maximus tighten involuntarily.

Zhao Qianfeng laughed heartily and praised, "You're quite sensible. For us martial artists, nothing is more important than being alive."

……

"Ren, someone came looking for you just now and left you a letter."

After visiting the county magistrate and finding him still focused on studying medicinal herbs, Ren Qingshan took his leave.

I walked to the main gate.

Old Qin, the gatekeeper, strode over, smiling broadly, and handed over an envelope sealed with sealing wax.

It was a thin layer, nothing valuable, just a letter.

The cover reads: To Brother Qingshan.

Ren Qingshan casually took it and asked, "What kind of person is he?"

"He was a young man, I didn't recognize him, I hadn't seen him before, but he was exceptionally handsome."

After thanking him, Ren Qingshan walked out the door and went to a secluded spot before casually opening the package.

"Brother Ren, this is Lu Qingyi. It's inconvenient for me to come in to find you. I'll be waiting for you in room number three of the Jia section at Qingfeng Teahouse."

Looking at the delicate handwriting, Ren Qingshan chuckled and tossed his hair.

Asking me out?

I guess she arranged it secretly without her mother's knowledge.

And he's dressed as a woman?

This was the first time in his two lifetimes that Ren Qingshan had experienced such a situation, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

Qingfeng Teahouse was not far from here, so Ren Qingshan strode over there immediately, his steps becoming lighter.

……

Qingfeng Tea House has an elegant environment. Outside, the spring chill is still in the air, but inside it is a warm and cozy room with an exquisite design. You can only feel the warmth and not smell the charcoal. In addition, there is a faint fragrance.

Ren Qingshan glanced at the hanging wooden sign; a pot of ordinary tea cost one tael of silver, and his heart ached slightly.

It's lunchtime, why are you drinking tea!

Is someone burning money?

Led upstairs by a beautiful waitress, I headed toward room number three in the Jiazi building and gently knocked on the door.

A deliberately suppressed, hoarse voice came from inside: "Is this Brother Ren? Please come in."

The tea server obediently withdrew.

Ren Qingshan pushed open the door and entered.

Then they saw Lu Qingyi indeed dressed as a woman, wearing a white robe and a bamboo hat, sitting elegantly by the window, with tea, snacks, and a long sword on the table.

Her eyes were slightly shy as she stood up, her face flushed.

He closed the door behind him, and Ren Qingshan looked at her with a smile, a hint of amazement in his eyes.

If a person is good-looking, they will look good even in men's clothing, and may even appear more dashing.

It was a hardship for my grandmother, as she had to be tightly wrapped in strips of cloth.

"What do you want?"

"But have all the land deeds been collected?"

Ren Qingshan asked casually, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere.

Lu Qingyi said in a serious tone, "It'll be done soon. We harvested about a hundred acres today, and there are still some that have reached agreements with us. Tomorrow should be about it. I... I have another important matter to discuss with you!"

She subconsciously emphasized the syllables of the word "serious business".

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