Chuanwu: Going back to the village to show off?I add some martial arts to become a saint

"So, he got the most 'unlucky' lottery."

Doctor Zheng didn't continue talking, and fell into a long silence.

His clenched fists trembled violently, as if it took a lot of courage to say the next words.

Finally, the old man Qi Yi opened his trembling lips, choked with sobs:

"The vendetta was avenged. After receiving the news, my wife put on a phoenix coronet and hung herself."

Zheng Wan's voice was also a little choked, and she squatted in front of Zheng Kefu, holding his hand: "Grandpa, stop talking."

She finally understood why Zheng Kefu avoided talking about it to his family, and said these words like a knife, piercing the bones!

"The killing of the president of the Great East Asia Ching Wu Association was quite a sensation at the time; it was unforgivable for those devils who wanted to stand up."

"Brother Naihe concealed his identity after the murder and left the place of right and wrong; so they vented their anger on my Zheng family."

Zheng Kefu shook his head, looked at Lin Qing, and said word by word:

"Zheng's Baji, 97 people, would rather die than surrender, died in battle in Zhengjiabao, only one survivor."

After that, he tremblingly unbuttoned his jacket.

Looking at the shocking gunshot wound on his chest, Lin Qing's eyelids twitched.

Zheng Kefu grinned, "I'm lucky. I was born with my heart on the left side. I survived. Maybe God couldn't bear it."

"Afterwards, I changed my name and lived on mediocrity. You should have seen the rest in the photo outside the door, right?"

Lin Qing nodded and fell into a long silence.

At this moment, there was an unspeakable emotion in his heart.

Isn't the experience of Zheng's Baji not the experience of passing on martial arts?

In order to preserve the inheritance, people in the same line are willing to suffer death.

And this, is it not a feat made by the Chinese people when they faced the country's collapse?

"Your master is so fucking stubborn, how many letters I wrote to him after I got better, and even wanted to give him the position of head, this guy pretended not to see it, what a stubborn donkey, It's really..."

As Zheng Kefu spoke, his voice became more trembling, and two lines of old tears flowed down his cheeks.

Suddenly Lin Qing thought of the piles of letters in the sandalwood box, maybe because of his heart, Dr. Zheng didn't even open it.

But at the last moment, he still kept these letters.

This should prove that, in Dr. Zheng's heart, he still misses his fellow disciples, right?

"But you finally chose to use Mr. Zheng's body."

After the silence, Lin Qing spoke.

In any case, this is an indisputable fact on the chopping board.

"That's right, what you said is absolutely right!"

Zheng Kefu's body trembled, and he said frantically: "I just want to use his ashes of Zheng Huaigu!"

"Lin Qing, let me tell you, the night before the master died, he ate wontons with me outside, maybe he was a little drunk, and he told me that what I want to see most in this life is that my Zheng's Baji family become famous all over the world! "

Zheng Kefu's emotions were a little out of control, and he shouted word by word:

"Zheng Huaigu, in order to pass on the Zheng family's Baji, broke the solitary way that has been guarded for decades!"

"And I, Zheng Kefu, also want to let Zheng's Baji survive for a few more breaths in this era that does not belong to martial arts!"

He paused, and asked word by word:

"Tell me, did I, Zheng Kefu, do something wrong?!"

Chapter 103 Life and death are fate, each depends on its ability!

Right or wrong, Lin Qing doesn't know, and doesn't want to judge.

Because there is no right or wrong in the adult world, only results.

For the opponent to reach this position step by step, in addition to luck and strength, it is natural that there is an iron fist.

Although Zheng Kefu's move was a shot in the arm, no matter for Zheng's Baji, or for the entire aging martial arts world, it pulled him back from the death line.

But Lin Qing refused.

Different angles and different positions, as he said, no matter what the truth of the matter is, consuming the dead is a sure thing.

This statement must be given today.

Zheng Kefu panted violently and calmed down slowly.

Today he has had several major emotional ups and downs.

"Lin Qing, people who have lived to my age don't bother to put on a show anymore. I am such a person. I can even give everything for Zheng's Baji and for spreading martial arts."

Seeing that Lin Qing didn't speak, he continued:

"Before telling this past story, I also said that I don't want to use this to change the image in your heart, and I don't even expect you to believe it, just listen to it as a story."

"I understand you very well, because if it were me, I might not be as good as you are now. You have already demolished the Zheng family."

Zheng Kefu raised two fingers and said slowly: "So, the second thing is to give you an explanation."

"bring it on."

Lin Qing nodded and looked at Zheng Kefu, waiting for him to continue speaking.

"You and I compete in the arena. In this battle, regardless of life or death, regardless of the method, each depends on his own ability. Do you think this statement is acceptable?"

Zheng Kefu got up slowly, like an old fierce tiger, and said word by word.

"Old man, let us juniors solve this matter."

Zheng Wan's expression changed, and she said anxiously.

"How to deal with it?"

Zheng Kefu sneered: "Which of those incompetent people can stand up and give him justice?"

"Still watching him kick the sign into pieces? Zheng's Baji didn't say anything about avoiding the battle!"

Hearing this, Zheng Wan bit her lip, not knowing what to say for a moment.

As Zheng Kefu said, the Zheng family's eight-pole talents withered, and after Zheng Kefu's death, the only one in the sect who could get their hands on it was Zheng Wan, who was innumerable.

At that time, how can she let

Lin Qing nodded and said in a deep voice, "Okay!"

You must know that what Zheng Kefu said just now is life and death.

In other words, even if Lin Qing beat Zheng Kefu to death in the ring, the other party would not be able to say anything.

Life and death have their own destiny, each depends on its ability.

That being the case, Lin Qing no longer has any worries.

I have to say, this statement is really convincing.

Zheng Kefu's gaze is like a dragon, and he is bold and unrestrained. At this moment, he seems to be no longer an old man, but a soldier fighting to the death on the battlefield!

"Wanwan, get the gun!"

Feeling the chill emanating from this old man, Lin Qing's expression became more serious.

Zheng Kefu, definitely killed someone!

You know, no matter how profound the martial arts skills are, the temperament before and after the murder is completely different.

Just from this murderous aura, Lin Qing was overwhelmed.

"Brother Lin, this battle doesn't matter life or death, and the means are not limited. You can use it as you like."

He took off his Tang suit and changed into a dark exercise suit.

"No, fists and feet are enough."

"it is good!"

Zheng Kefu nodded appreciatively, and then asked in a deep voice: "The Baji lineage, not only Bajiquan, but your master has been immersed in boxing for half his life. Presumably he hasn't taught you anything else?"

Lin Qing nodded.

Doctor Zheng said at that time that apart from Bajiquan, the only thing he can master in his life is medical skills.

"Since then today I will let you see what is Liuhe Daqiang!"

The door was pushed open, and the butler walked in holding a red-tasseled gun that was more than ten feet long and thick.

Lin Qing's pupils shrank.

He heard from Dr. Zheng that Bajiquan was adapted from the movements of ancient warriors who went to battle to kill the enemy.

And this Liuhe gun completely retains the real skill of killing enemies!

"Mister, let's go to the fourth ring, it's more suitable for you to fight."

The housekeeper held the spear and said to Zheng Kefu.

"Go!"

Zheng Kefu nodded, and walked out of the hall.

As expected of a boxing family, the fourth courtyard was designed as a ring specially used for sparring, and there are stands on both sides that can accommodate hundreds of people.

Lin Qing looked around, and saw the old men sitting on the ring just now, and a few middle-aged men, who should be the elders of Zheng's Baji.

In the stands, the old man who practiced the simple Eagle Claw Boxing sighed: "Oh, what's the matter, the senior brother of Shimen came here to kick the gymnasium, and fight to the death with the uncle, God wants to let Zheng Baji is dead."

"I can't see it."

The old man beside him shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "I know Zheng Kefu for decades, and I have never seen him so happy like today."

"Uncle Wang, why is this old man?"

A middle-aged man asked with doubts on his face.

Someone came to smash the signboard, and the battle of life and death, to be so happy, isn't that a masochist?

"Because your disciples are so useless!"

Uncle Wang hit the nail on the head and went straight. The middle-aged man's face changed when he heard it.

"Zheng Kefu has hundreds of disciples, if not more than a thousand. It's useless that none of them can stand up at this time. It's useless to learn the real Zheng's eight poles, but he was learned by a person with a foreign surname."

"So, he is very happy, because Zheng's Baji has finally been inherited, and this Lin Qing's talent far exceeds Zheng Huaigu, and it is very likely that Zheng's Baji will be brought to a new height."

Speaking of this, envy flashed in the eyes of the old man: "Tsk tsk tsk, full body strength in your 20s, even in my master's generation, it is rare. Zheng Huaigu has followed the solo path for decades, it is worth it."

The middle-aged man fell into silence, which finally turned into a sigh.

On the ring, Zheng Kefu wiped his gun, glanced at the crowd watching the battle, and smiled slightly:

"Lin Qing, these people love to join in the fun, don't you mind?"

Lin Qing shook his head.

The other party has lived such an old age, and he doesn't mind getting smashed if he has saved his face all his life, so what does he mind?

Zheng Kefu smiled slightly, and said to the housekeeper, "Give me the keel."

"master……"

The housekeeper hesitated a little, but stopped talking.

"Hurry up, even you, mother-in-law, are you up?"

Seeing that Zheng Kefu's tone could not refuse, the housekeeper took out a small bottle containing powder from his arms with a sad face.

After taking the medicine bottle, Zheng Kefu poured it all into his mouth, and then said:

"Boy, I'll use some medicine. Don't say I'm disrespectful. We said it before we came here. It doesn't matter what the means are."

After taking the medicine powder, Zheng Kefu's complexion turned red visible to the naked eye.

Even if they were two meters away, Lin Qing could feel the boiling blood in his body.

"Of course, if you want to use tonic, that's fine."