Chapter 3: Heroes in a Chaotic World, Heroes in a Prosperous Era

  "Qin family's young master, the fist technique you used just now is He Ming Tang. Why does it look like a casual move, yet feels not so simple? The slow motion seems to be hiding something different."

  Cheng Yaojin suddenly forgot about the temptation of fine wine and instead became interested in Qin Feng's boxing techniques.

  Qin Feng looked at Cheng Yaojin with a hint of surprise, this guy had earned the nickname "Mixed World Demon King", but he was absolutely a master with roughness and subtlety, that hidden wise gaze, could actually see the killing move hidden in the fist method at a glance, worthy of being one of the top martial generals of the Sui and Tang dynasties.

  "Kung Fu, Tai Chi!"

  "What's that? Sounds interesting. Come on, come on, I'm in a good mood today, Qin Xiaozi, why don't we exchange a couple of moves?"

  Cheng Yaojin has always been a straightforward person. When he encounters something that interests him, he absolutely does not hold back even half a bit.

  In his prime, he had retreated from the front lines and hadn't engaged in a physical fight with anyone for a long time. Those who were roughly on par with him in terms of skill now all held themselves back due to their status and were unwilling to engage in combat again. It was rare to encounter an expert, so how could he not be tempted?

  "Alright, since Brother Cheng has spoken, then please do so." Qin Feng placed one hand behind his back and made a welcoming gesture. Regardless of the angle, the pre-sparring etiquette had to be fulfilled.

  As soon as the words fell, Cheng Yaojin was also not polite, a pair of huge fists, mixed with unmatched momentum, fiercely smashed towards Qin Feng's head.

  To talk about Cheng Yaojin's signature move, it is still his three-board axe.

  But no one has ever dared to mock his fists and feet, which also makes sense. Without a certain foundation, how could he have made a name for himself as the Demon King of Chaos in turbulent times?

  In the midst of opening and closing, it is simply a battlefield tactic for killing enemies.

  Inviting death!

  Facing such a stormy attack, Qin Feng was not panicked at all, his feet constantly circling, each time barely avoiding the golden fist.

  Onlooker Cheng Huai Mo was astonished to discover that his nearly invincible old demon king had not suppressed Qin Feng.

  The most bizarre thing was that with each step of Qin Feng's dodge, his feet seemed to be floating off the ground, and his discordant movements formed a circle full of profound meaning.

  "Qin Xiaozi, bring out your real strength! Always hiding is not a man's style!"

  The fierce attack was like hitting a cotton ball, unable to stir up even half a ripple. Even the state of mind that had been dormant for several years, like Cheng Yaojin's, became somewhat embarrassed and couldn't help but play dumb.

  If you want me to attack, then I'll give you an attack.

  Qin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of fierce aura appeared on his slightly childish face.

  National martial arts are killing techniques, not performance techniques. From the moment Qin Feng decided to start fighting, his fists were already prepared to disable his opponents.

  The master-level strength no longer exists, but the purest consciousness and perfect muscle force method are still firmly remembered in Qin Feng's body.

  "Bang!"

  Even though Jing Zhijin was prepared when Qin Feng's aura changed, he was still forced to take a step back by the explosive punch that seemed to suck the air out of his lungs.

  Tai Chi appears soft and gentle, yet it also possesses unparalleled strength and ferocity. The move Qin Feng just used is the Five Roads Hammer from Chen-style Tai Chi.

  In fact, Qin Fengming's current strength is still in the early stages of his true power. Wanting to defeat a master like Cheng Yaojin who has already reached the middle stage of Dark True Power isn't something that is very likely to happen.

  The reason he can play at this level is purely because Qin Feng's understanding of moves has surpassed Cheng Yaojin for thousands of years, and his victory completely relies on the essence of national masters who have summarized more than a thousand years.

  "Amazing, amazing! I don't know who taught you, Qin Xiaozi, but this move is unusual and I, Old Cheng, have to admit defeat." Cheng Yaojin shook his head with some emotion, thinking that apart from those few old comrades-in-arms, no one else could gain the upper hand over him.

  I didn't expect that today I would actually lose to a young whippersnapper who's not even twenty, the demon king of the mortal world still has to save face, in front of his own son, losing is just losing, admitting it is also very straightforward.

  "Luckily, I won in terms of technique, but in terms of actual strength, Cheng Lao still has a certain gap. As for my master, he's just a wandering Taoist, not famous enough to be mentioned." Qin Feng said with a hint of humility.

  Of course, if it were a day ago, he would absolutely not admit it. With his dark energy already at its peak, he would definitely use Thunderclap to defeat Cheng Yaowen instantly in a head-on confrontation, and wouldn't have been so passive.

  How much strength is there in speaking more than enough words? Qin Feng never liked exaggerating facts and didn't like belittling himself either.

  The two of them chatted and laughed, but Cheng Huai Mo was in a daze for half a day without coming back to his senses.

  "Teacher! Please accept me as your disciple!"

  Just as he came back to his senses, Cheng Hui made a reaction that shocked Qin Feng.

  He was seen kneeling on one knee, his head bowed down, and with both hands clasped in a fist towards Qin Feng's direction, he actually began to perform the ceremony of paying respects to a master.

  No wonder Cheng Huai Mo had such a big reaction, it was completely because he had been suppressed by Old Demon Cheng for many years and he really wanted to find an existence that could suppress Old Demon Cheng as his backing.

  Qin Feng's appearance was like a meteor in the dark night, instantly illuminating his world.

  The most important thing is that Qin Feng has the wine he yearns for, and as long as this little master is satisfied, then at that time it will be a life of enjoying fine wine every day, which is really enviable.

  Qin Feng glanced at Cheng Yaojin beside him and found that this old demon king did not seem to have any objection, and even had a faint smile on his face, as if he had acquiesced in Cheng Huai's seemingly reckless behavior.

  Although he hasn't known Cheng Huai for a long time, Qin Feng can still see that this kid is a straightforward person with not much depth in his heart. Such a kid is quite suitable for learning national arts.

  "Alright, you're my disciple now. However, there are some things that need to be said beforehand. As a Taoist disciple, I don't have many requirements for your lifestyle. Of course, I must say that those who master martial arts are either heroes or villains. As your teacher, I hope you'll become a hero who stands tall and proud, rather than a villain who dominates with force. If I ever find out that you've done anything to harm innocent people in the future, I'll personally take back all the skills I've taught you."

  In times of chaos, a country's heroes are many and strong; in times of prosperity, its heroes become lone eagles.

  Many martial artists become full of energy and blood due to years of practice, and being full of energy and blood makes them most susceptible to stimulation. Suddenly losing their temper and bursting into anger is a very normal thing for those who have not yet reached the highest level of martial arts practice.

  Therefore, those who cultivate national arts are often heroes who fight with passion and blood, and heroes who kill with blood and violence. Qin Feng also did not want to create a bloodthirsty demon for this era due to his own inadequate teachings.

  "Please be at ease, teacher, your apprentice will definitely follow your teachings carefully."

  Cheng Huai Mo finished speaking and stood up from the ground, somewhat excited. Being able to get such a famous master was an unexpected gain in his heart.

  "Qin Xiaozi, from now on you can be considered one of our old Cheng family members. I heard that you are alone in Chang'an with no relatives or friends. Tell me your thoughts and if it's suitable, big brother will help take care of everything for you."

  Until Qin Feng took in Cheng Huai Mo, Cheng Yao Jin regarded him as an important member of the Cheng family's war chariot, putting Qin Feng's interests on the side of the Cheng family.

  Can't help but say that this rough yet refined old devil king has a deep and intricate mind, not much different from those civil officials.