Martial Arts Master In the City

Chapter 2

"Kid, kid! Cough!" A hoarse and weak voice came into Wang Xiaofeng's ears as he felt an unprecedented fear.

Wang Xiaofeng said, "Erm." Then he turned around in fear and saw a bloody face. Suddenly, he screamed more loudly than before. Wang Xiaofeng struggled a few times and found that he couldn't get rid of it at all. He immediately closed his eyes and knelt down in front of the 'ghost'. He kowtowed and said, "Please don't look for me. I haven't done anything bad in my life. Please let me go."

"Child, don't be afraid! I am a human." In fact, this man was Zhang Liang, who jumped off the cliff. Unfortunately, the moment he fell, he had already used up the Nine Yang Magic Skill, and his body had been completely scrapped, but there was still a life response. It had to be said that the strength of the Nine Yang Magic Skill could support a person to jump from such a high cliff without dying. Unfortunately, even if there was a life response, in almost half an hour, it had reached an incurable level. At the moment when Zhang Liang felt that his life was about to disappear, Wang Xiaofeng came to him as if it were a deliberate arrangement of heaven.

"Ah, don't kill me... Eh? Are you a human? f**k, you damn drunkard. You pretended to be a ghost to scare me. I tell you that I was scared a lot. Even if a ghost saw me, I would let me go! f**k, I think you don't want to live!" Wang Xiaofeng cursed as soon as he was sure that he was really a human being.

Zhang Liang was speechless at first because of Wang Xiaofeng's scolding. He thought in his heart, "Should I give the Buddhist sutra of Jiuyang True Scripture to this kid who is full of nonsense? But do I have any other choice?"

Just as Zhang Liang was hesitating whether he should hand over the Jiuyang Sutra to Wang Xiaofeng, Wang Xiaofeng had already gotten rid of Zhang Liang's bloody hands. Unfortunately, at night without streetlamps, Liu Feng only felt a flurry of moisture. He thought that he was not done with the wine, so he didn't really care about it as he returned to the bicycle place. He scolded, "You can sleep on the streets. I think your family must be very worried about you now. You can drink it every day. I think it's better for you to drink to death." The curse brought back his memories. When he was young, his father always drank. His family got pandemonium, all the while afraid that his father would get mad after drinking the wine. But when his father finished drinking, he didn't beat others. Therefore his family was very happy. Unfortunately, Wang Xiaofeng, at the age of ten, remembered that the winter was very cold that year. Even if he was stuffed whole into the quilt, he could still feel the chill. That night, when his father didn't go home, Wang Xiaofeng and his mother were very worried. The next morning, it was very snowy. When Wang Xiaofeng got up from his bed and was going to school, the village police came to home with an ill-advised news...

As his memory was recalled, Wang Xiaofeng uneasily left his bicycle and went back to Zhang Liang's side. He said with concern, "Although it's not winter now, drunk lying on the street will still get cold into your body. You'll be very happy when you get sick! Forget it, I'll be a good person and take you to my house for a night." At this point, Wang Xiaofeng wanted to pick up Zhang Liang. Unfortunately, the weight of the dying person was heavier than when he was alive. With Wang Xiaofeng's ability to turn black and white, and he didn't have time to train, he might not be able to pick up Zhang Liang's physique in a short time.

"My child, I'm not going to live much longer. Don't waste your effort!" Zhang Liang said weakly.

"Hey, what are you talking about? You only know how to drink every day. You should have a baby at such an old age, right? You slept here for a night and said that, aren't you afraid of your wife and children? What the hell are you talking about? Don't fight back!" Wang Xiaofeng scolded.

"Child, I know you have good intentions, but look at your hands..." After stopping for a while, seeing Wang Xiaofeng staring at his bloody hands, Zhang Liang was lost in thought. He continued, "My name is Zhang Liang. I was hunted down to the edge of the cliff. I know very well that I can't jump down from the cliff alive. At this moment, my life is not allowed to tell me about my past and what happened. Now I want to entrust you with something. I hope that you can promise me before I die."

"Hey, uncle, don't be kidding. Are you going to fall from such a high cliff? You've already become a fool. How can you talk like this?" Wang Xiaofeng said in disbelief.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Speaking of this, Zhang Liang took out a thin and simple thread-bound book from his arms and handed it to Wang Xiaofeng.

Wang Xiaofeng didn't know why, so he took the thread-bound book curiously and looked at its name. Wow, it was the book. "Nine Yang True Scripture." Wang Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows and thought, "Is this drunkard playing with tomato juice on his body?" Wang Xiaofeng said, "Hey, uncle, are you playing with me? Or do you want to pretend to be dead on the street when you have nothing to do? But you have to get something to make people believe? The Nine Yang True Scripture? Do you think you are Jin Yong?"

"Jin Yong? Forget it, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. This book contains the supreme cultivation method. As long as you practice according to it, you can reach the first level of Tai Chi Gathering Qi in less than three years, no matter how dumb you are." At this point, Zhang Liang began to cough violently. Every time he coughed, blood would spurt out and sprayed directly on Wang Xiaofeng's face, leaving him at a loss.

"Child, I only hope that after you have mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, you can help me to find Ma Yunchou in the Jianghu world and avenge my death." Speaking of this, Zhang Liang was at the end of his tether. Before Wang Xiaofeng could say yes, he had stepped on the road to hell.

Wang Xiaofeng was so scared that he quickly ran to the bicycle and kicked home twice as fast as he used to. When he lay on the bed, he found that his whole body had been soaked with sweat, but his hand was still holding the book 'Jiuyang True Scripture' Wang Xiaofeng's. He looked at the ancient thread-bound book with self-mockery and muttered, "Jiuyang Divine Art? Don't make me laugh." At this point, Wang Xiaofeng turned the book around, changed his position, and fell asleep.

###Chapter2,Secret Inquiry from the Church of Health

At noon the next day, Wang Xiaofeng got up from the bed with sleepy eyes as usual and urinated. Then he turned on his second-hand black and white TV. Listening to the news, this morning, he went from the city to the cliff side and found a man dying on the street. His death was extremely miserable. The police had been involved in this matter at present. They suspected that it was a murder caused by a gang fight. According to the identification of the medical examiner, this man had fallen to death from a high place... The reporter had just mentioned it, and Wang Xiaofeng saw a familiar body in disbelief. He was stunned.

When the news ended, Wang Xiaofeng quickly searched the room of less than 20,square meters and found the thread-bound book named "Jiuyang True Script" in a small seal script in less than a moment.

However, Wang Xiaofeng still looked disdainful. He threw the book to the side and laughed, "Peerless kung fu? Zhang Wuji? Zhang Liang? Ma Xiaoyun? I think the uncle should be drunk and fell from the top. It's not a murder case. The policeman must have seen too much Ke Nan!"

Heavenly King Xiaofeng only thought about Zhang Liang's death and what he said when he was dying. He just lived the plain life as usual! At 1:30,in the morning, Wang Xiaofeng still rode his bicycle to the store from his residence. There was no obstacle on his way. It seemed that the police had taken back Zhang Liang's body and cleaned up the bloody streets.

There was no talking that night. Around three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Wang Xiaofeng was the most sleepy time in the class. Suddenly, the door of the store was opened, and more than 30,people came in from outside. Each of them was dressed in a suit and had an extraordinary aura. Everyone seemed to be full of domineering aura, which made people dare not look straight at them.

When Wang Xiaofeng was free, he would stand with several waiters on the first floor. When he was busy, he would go to the private room on the second floor. There were so many customers in the restaurant. Wang Xiaofeng scolded them in a low voice and received them with a smile.

As usual, there was no mistake and the guests enjoyed such enthusiastic hospitality. At this moment, a strong man with a treacherous face, with a mustache, said as he undressed, "It's really a pleasure to live in this city. After last night's search failed, you, Taoist Ma, were so magical that you even had a sect in this city, which helped us to avoid the pain of sleep in the streets. In fact, it's all right. If this matter is spread to the disciples in the sect, I'm afraid that we will lose our faces in the Pacific Ocean."

"Hehe, no no no. Leader Qiu can't say that. I can't bear it. Although looking for the Buddhist sutra of Jiuyang, we don't have to push too hard. After all, it's not easy to find it in a sea of people. So we can only wait at ease and send me to search for the disciples in the mortal world. After all, in this city, his ability to find things is much better than ours!" This person was Ma Yunliang, who forced Zhang Liang, and these 30,people were also the leaders and elites of the various sects in the Jianghu world.

"Let's put it aside. We slept really well last night. The delicious Jiayao was even more fragrant the next day! In the afternoon, your disciple took us to the romantic venue in the city. I wonder how this guy is doing!" A fat man sitting next to Wang Xiaofeng said with a lecherous smile.

"My Ma Yunchou's disciple's store must be extraordinary. I'm sure everyone will be satisfied!" Ma Yunchou said with a lewd smile.

At this moment, when Wang Xiaofeng heard the words "Jiuyang True Scripture", he suddenly became excited in low spirits. He immediately looked at the thirty or so people with shining eyes. At this moment, when he heard Ma Yunchou's self-introduction, he felt so excited and nervous that he was about to burst out. They were so nervous and excited. He thought to himself, "Did they force Zhang Liang to death last night? Judging from their dressing and temperament, they should not be the swindlers. Is Zhang Liang telling the truth? Jiuyang True Scripture?"

Ma Yunchou noticed the disdain shown by these young waiters. She wanted to kick up a fuss, but upon thinking that this was a city, it would be troublesome to kill someone. Her eyes immediately rolled as she thought to herself, "These young waiters are not tight-lipped. If we spread the story about the Pure Yang Scripture to the outside, although it might be a piece of cake, but it can also cause a storm as time goes by. And with the search of my disciples, the whole city will soon become noisy, looking for the Pure Yang Scripture." Shortly after, Ma Yunchou pretended to smile at the crowd and said, "Alas, a day has passed and my disciple hasn't gotten a piece of the Pure Yang Scripture yet. It seems that he has to exert a little bit of power. After we are done playing, I will ask my disciple to give me a million dollars to find the location of the Pure Yang Scripture. There must be a brave man under the expensive money. I am afraid that compared with the fact that the Pure Yang Scripture still exists in this city, it will be hard to escape."