Chapter 55: The Left Heavenly King

  Hua Bu Yi didn't respond, and Zhuo Xin Yi snorted, saying: "You little kid knows nothing. Sword Saint Si Tu Xing's move 'Heavenly Flying Immortal' is extremely sharp and unparalleled, able to instantly kill an enemy from over a hundred meters away, almost reaching the realm of flying sword killing. That's why he's revered as the Sword Saint in the martial world."

  Then she said reluctantly: "Senior brother, you also overestimate this kid, would Si Tu Xing teach his ultimate move for an ancient sword?"

  He owes me a life, and with this sword, it's enough to exchange for the "Tian Wai Fei Xian" technique.

  Zhuo Xinyi only felt at this moment that Zhang Jun's position in Huabu Yi's heart was very solid. The favor owed by the Sword Immortal was casually given out, just to let him learn a sword technique.

  She felt a little anxious in her heart, thinking that this matter could no longer be delayed and she must get him to agree tonight.

  That night, Zhang Jun demonstrated his "explosive" power to Hua Buqi in the room. After watching, the master said: "The power is out, but there are too many accidental factors, you haven't 'understood the power' yet."

  "Master, what is considered as understanding internal energy?" Zhang Jun asked.

  Hua Buqi said: "As the saying goes, 'good kung fu is hard to practice, but understanding strength is even harder to seek.' What is meant by 'understanding strength' is the method of using strength and the method of sensing strength. Those who have mastered their skills only need to touch hands with others to know the depth. As soon as they make a move, they also understand their own strengths and weaknesses."

  "It's like when the enemy throws a punch, you meet it with one of your own. As soon as they collide, you can sense where their center of gravity is, the direction and magnitude of their power, and in an instant, adjust your own strength to launch the most effective counterattack."

  Zhang Jun scratched his head: "Master, I understand what you're saying, but I just can't grasp the core of it."

  "It's fine if you can't touch it. What are you going to do with Master if you touch it?" After finishing speaking, he set up a mixed yuan pole and said, "You come and attack."

  Zhang Junyue was eager to try, he had always wanted to know the master's combat power, so he punched out with one fist. This punch was "Jian Shi" in Taiji Mother Fist, punching out like a sword, striking at one point.

  Hua Bu Yi reached out and touched Zhang Jun's center of gravity, then shook his arm, and the latter was pushed open with a horizontal push. This is because Zhang Jun's foundation is solid, and he has practiced his whole body strength, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been directly overturned to the ground.

  Zhang Jun's face was full of admiration, and he said, "Master, is this what it means to understand inner strength?"

  "This is the power of listening. If you want to understand the power, you must first learn to listen. When others make a move, you will naturally understand and defeat them. You don't understand the power, so as soon as you make a move, I 'listen' to the power, so you must lose." Huabu Yi explained, "These principles, you will slowly realize in actual combat, whether the teacher teaches or not is the same."

  Zhang Jun thought for a moment and said, "Master, let's try again."

  Like this, the master and apprentice practiced for half a night, with Zhang Jun being pushed open every time. With the help of his clairvoyance, he captured the trajectory of Hua Bu's power changes and gradually felt the threshold.

  Just like he used to play billiards in the club, as soon as the ball went out, he could judge its speed and direction, which was also a kind of "listening power".

  Later on, Hua Buqi was shocked to find that Zhang Jun could slowly counterattack him, and this trend became more and more obvious.

  Two people were practicing enthusiastically, and Zhuo Xinyi came in. Behind her was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old. The young man wore a black suit, his hair combed neatly, and with his handsome appearance, he gave a very good impression.

  Huabu Yi looked at the young man and said, "Junior sister, don't you still give up?"

  Zhuo Xinyi said: "Shixiong, this child is really excellent, ten times better than I was when I was young. As long as you are willing to teach him, I guarantee he will have a brighter future than that kid."

  Zhang Jun suddenly understood the situation, and it turned out that Zhuo Xinyi wanted to recommend a disciple to his master, which was why he had been looking at him with disapproval. At this moment, he also heard the other person framing himself, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart, standing aside and watching the scene unfold.

  Hua Buqi said: "I have my own standards for accepting disciples, take him away."

  Zhuo Xinyi furrowed her delicate eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, you really won't accept?"

  "We won't take it." Huabu Yi said firmly.

  At this time, a hint of killing intent flashed in the young man's eyes. He took one step forward and stood in front of Zhang Jun, saying coldly: "I want to know, what makes you better than me that Mr. Hua looks at you with such favor."

  Zhang Jun said coldly: "Go play on your own, dead kid."

  The young man struck with a loud slap, and the wind was born. Zhang Jun instantly pulled out the Tai Chi frame, his left hand opening up the opponent's palm, and his right fist shot out like a bullet.

  The other party's body leaned back and kicked Zhang Jun's groin area with great viciousness.

  Zhang Jun's feet flashed, and he launched a Dragon Step, dodging to one side before unleashing a fierce Taiji Cannon. This move was derived from the Golden Strength Form and Hammer Form of the Nine Forms of Taiji, and was a deadly finishing blow.

  Tai Chi Nine Forms can be transformed into many Tai Chi killing moves, and this Tai Chi Cannon is one of the more powerful ones.

  Zhuo Xinyi's face changed, and she said: "Stop!" Her figure flashed and she came to block Zhang Jun. But was blocked by Hua Bu Yi waving his sleeve, forcing her to stop halfway.

  "Boom!"

  Zhang Junyi's fist slammed onto the young man's shoulder, and he let out a muffled groan as he flew sideways, his shoulder joint dislocated, his face deathly pale.

  "Master, do you know who this child's father is?" Zhuo Xinyi asked angrily.

  "He made the first move, so he should bear some consequences."

  The young man scowled at Hua Buqi, saying, "What's so great about you? I, Wang Zun, don't care!" After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, not even waiting for Zhuo Xinyi.

  Zhuo Xinyi angrily said: "Senior brother, he is the son of Zuo Tianwang. If you don't accept him, you will regret it!" After that, she chased after him.

  Zhang Jun rubbed his nose and said, "Master, it sounds like that Left Tianwang is quite powerful."

  "It's not just cool." Hua Buqi surprisingly also made a joke, "It's extremely cool."

  "What did you say?"

  "To put it bluntly, he has a lot of power and a lot of money, both to the point where they can affect the overall situation." said Hua Bu Yi.

  Zhang Jun was shocked and said, "So powerful?"

  "What did you say?" Hua Bu Yi frowned, "I didn't expect that Zhuo Xin Yi would bring his son."

  Zhang Jun bitterly smiled: "Master, you should take him in. That way, traveling through Jianghu will be much more convenient in the future."

  "A hundred King Zuns are not as good as one Zhang Jun."

  Huawei's praise made Zhang Junxi smile with joy.

  Seven days later, Feng Yulong finished his first course of treatment and took the prescription back to the provincial city.

  Feng Yulong left, and Zhang Jun didn't have much to do in Pingyuan either. He returned to Donghai with Hua Bu Yi on the same day.

  It doesn't take much time to fly from the plain to the East Sea, so it's only three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrive at the East Sea. Zhang Jun finds Lin Xian for the first time and discusses with her the opening of the jewelry store.

  During this time, Lin Xian was relatively free, but looked more worried. When she saw Zhang Jun, she asked: "Younger brother, has Lin Jian already..."

  Zhang Jun looked at her and said: "He's dead, but I didn't kill him. He died at the hands of a hoodlum in Qinghe County."

  Lin Xian let out a sigh, her expression somewhat sorrowful: "It's just as well that you weren't the one who did it."

  Author's words:

  Flowers, collections, I want them all.

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