Super God: Liang Bing: Please, stop going crazy!

Qin Mu glanced at him and said calmly, "The Jianghu is not just about fighting and killing. First of all, you have to learn to observe and integrate into the environment. In the next few days, you will walk around the city by yourself, watch more, listen more, and learn more. I won't be by your side all the time, you need to learn to deal with it independently."

Cheng Hao's heart trembled. He understood that Qin Mu was letting him go and let him face the complex situation in reality. Although he felt a little uneasy, he was more eager for the challenge. He nodded and said, "I understand. I will seize this opportunity and work hard to learn more."

Soon, the waiter brought the food, and after the two had a simple meal, they went back to their rooms to rest. Qin Mu didn't say anything more, he knew that Cheng Hao was already prepared, and what was coming next needed Cheng Hao to experience and understand it himself.

The next morning, Cheng Hao walked out of the inn alone and began to wander around the town. He noticed that the vendors and pedestrians here were all busy with their own things. The little things in the market seemed insignificant, but under Qin Mu's teaching, he gradually understood the significance of observation. He walked into martial arts halls, medicine shops, and teahouses, listened carefully to the discussions of people in the martial arts world, and exchanged experiences with some martial artists. Although he was sometimes despised, he was not discouraged.

Cheng Hao gradually discovered that the world of martial arts was not as simple as he had imagined. A truly powerful person not only relied on strength, but also wisdom, courage and adaptability. He saw that some people were skilled in swordsmanship but narrow-minded and destined not to go far; he also saw that some people seemed ordinary but knew how to judge the situation and were at ease in complex situations.

Cheng Hao had learned a lot from the trip over the past few days, especially how to stay calm and rational in a complex environment. Although Qin Mu had not taught him anything by words or deeds, he knew that this was exactly what Qin Mu wanted him to understand.

Life in the town is rich and colorful, and the grievances and hatreds of people in the rivers and lakes are played out here, but Cheng Hao gradually understands a truth - the way to be strong is not only about superb skills, but also about how to stick to one's own beliefs and direction in this complicated world.

The sunlight in the sky gradually dimmed, and Cheng Hao walked on the busy streets with a sense of peace and confidence in his heart. He knew that he was still on the road of growth, but as long as he kept going, he would eventually reach the peak of his swordsmanship.

Cheng Hao traveled alone in the town for a few days, and he gradually got used to this new environment. One evening, he strolled in a quiet alley, thinking about what he had seen and heard in the past few days. Just then, he vaguely heard a burst of hurried footsteps behind him. Cheng Hao instinctively felt a little uneasy, and he slightly tilted his head and caught a few sneaky figures out of the corner of his eye.

"How could I run into an enemy here?" Cheng Hao's heart trembled, and his mind quickly recalled the clues he had tracked down over the years. Among these figures, there was one that he would never forget. That was one of the enemies who participated in the massacre of his entire family. The green jade ring worn by the masked strong man appeared in his mind countless times.

Cheng Hao's hatred was immediately aroused, but he quickly forced himself to calm down. He knew that he couldn't let his emotions control him, otherwise he would probably fall into his enemy's trap. He pretended to move forward as if nothing had happened, but he was quietly circulating his Qi in his heart, ready to deal with any sudden attack at any time.

The enemy obviously had no intention of letting him go. Several figures quickly sped up and surrounded Cheng Hao in an instant. The leader was the masked man wearing the green jade ring. His eyes were cold and bloodthirsty. He sneered, "It's you. That kid is still alive and dares to hang around here. It seems that you are not destined to die, but today, don't even think about escaping!"

Cheng Hao's heart was filled with hatred, but he remained calm on the surface. He took a step back, holding the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, his eyes sharp as a knife: "Since you have found me, let's end it all together. I will avenge the blood feud today!"

The masked man snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain: "Boy, don't think that you are capable just because you have survived all these years. Today I will let you know that those who offend us will never survive."

Before he finished speaking, the masked man had already swung the long sword in his hand, slashing directly at Cheng Hao's head with a fierce murderous aura. At the same time, several followers behind him also drew their weapons and attacked from different directions, obviously wanting to make a quick decision and completely eliminate Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao did not flinch. Facing the powerful murderous aura, his eyes were filled with a fiery fighting spirit. He moved his feet and dodged to the side quickly. His long sword came out of its sheath like lightning and instantly slashed at a follower approaching from the left. The sword shone like a rainbow, carrying all the power he had accumulated from years of practice, and the sword pierced the opponent's throat.

The follower only felt a flash before his eyes, and the sword light had already struck him. There was no way to avoid it, so he could only hastily raise his sword to meet it. However, Cheng Hao's sword was extremely powerful, and it instantly shattered the opponent's defense. The sword pierced his throat mercilessly, and blood gushed out. The man fell to the ground and died before he even had time to scream.

At the same time, the masked man's long sword slashed Cheng Hao's back with a strong gust of wind. Cheng Hao felt the strong pressure and quickly turned his sword sideways. The sword light and the knife light intersected in the air, colliding violently, and sparks flew everywhere. Cheng Hao took advantage of the momentum to step back a few steps and cleverly avoided the frontal attack of the blade.

A hint of surprise flashed across the masked man's eyes. He did not expect Cheng Hao's strength to have increased so much. But he did not back down. Instead, he launched a series of attacks more fiercely. The blades poured down on Cheng Hao like a rainstorm, obviously trying to suppress Cheng Hao with absolute strength.

Cheng Hao knew he had to respond calmly. Although his swordsmanship was agile, it was not an advantage in this narrow alley. He quickly adjusted his footwork, using the wall and the narrow space behind him to flexibly avoid the fierce attack of the masked man, while waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

As the battle continued, Cheng Hao gradually adapted to the opponent's offensive. He found that although the masked man's swordsmanship was fierce, it also had many flaws. Cheng Hao calmly looked for opportunities and waited for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

Just as the masked man was about to slash down with his sword, Cheng Hao suddenly ducked, quickly jumped up, and thrust the sword in his hand straight into the man's chest with a strong sword energy. The masked man was horrified and hurriedly dodged sideways, but he was still a step too slow. The sword slashed across his chest, leaving a deep wound, and blood immediately gushed out.

The masked man covered his wound, his eyes full of anger and fear. He knew that he had underestimated Cheng Hao's strength. If he continued like this, he would probably die here. He quickly retreated, trying to distance himself from Cheng Hao.

A trace of determination flashed in Cheng Hao's eyes. He knew that this was the best time to counterattack, and he must not give the other party a chance to breathe. He rushed forward quickly, and the long sword with a sharp sword energy went straight to the masked man's vital point. The masked man dodged awkwardly and was almost injured by the sword energy several times, and his heart became more and more panicked.

At this moment, Cheng Hao suddenly turned around and swung his sword at another follower who was attacking from the side. The follower was caught off guard, and the long sword cut off his weapon in an instant with great force, and the sword edge slashed across his abdomen, blood splattered, and the man fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the masked man became more and more frightened. He knew that he could not defeat Cheng Hao. A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and wanted to escape. However, how could Cheng Hao let him go? He suddenly exerted force, and the long sword turned into a silver lightning, piercing the masked man's back.

The masked man felt a chill on his back, followed by a sharp pain. He looked down and saw that the sword had pierced his chest. Blood gushed out and his life force was rapidly fading. He turned his head unwillingly and wanted to say something, but his throat could not make a sound. His body gradually became weak in the severe pain and he finally fell to the ground with a bang, dying with his eyes open.

Cheng Hao stood there, breathing a little faster, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes. Although his enemies were dead, he did not feel much pleasure in his heart, but instead felt an indescribable heaviness and fatigue. He knew that killing these enemies was just the beginning of his road to revenge, and there would be more challenges waiting for him in the future.

He wiped the sword clean and put it back into the scabbard. Looking at the body lying on the ground, Cheng Hao's eyes gradually regained their calm. He whispered to himself: "Father, mother, I have avenged part of it, but I will not stop. I will continue to look for the mastermind until I have completely avenged you."

Cheng Hao slowly left the alley, his figure looking more determined in the afterglow of the setting sun. The streets were still crowded with people, as if the bloody battle had never happened, but Cheng Hao knew that his state of mind had changed in this battle.

When he returned to the inn, Qin Mu was already waiting for him. Cheng Hao walked into the room, bowed to Qin Mu, and briefly explained what had happened. After Qin Mu heard this, his eyes showed a hint of approval, but his tone remained calm: "You did a good job. You were able to calmly deal with the sudden crisis, which shows that your state of mind has improved."

Cheng Hao nodded, his expression becoming calmer and more resolute: "Thanks to the teachings of my predecessors, I was able to remain calm at the critical moment of life and death. Although my enemy is dead, I know that this is just the beginning."

Qin Mu smiled slightly and said calmly: "Very good, there will be many enemies in the martial arts world. Learning how to deal with various situations is the way of a true strong man. Today's experience is a kind of tempering for you. The road ahead is still long. Remember, don't be blinded by hatred."

After Cheng Hao killed those enemies, one of his followers who was less injured escaped in the chaos. He dragged his broken body, stumbled out of the alley, ran all the way, and finally escaped from the town. With a face full of fear, he knew that this operation had completely failed, and the young master's anger would surely fall on him, but he had no choice but to pass the news back to the family.

The follower walked in the wilderness with difficulty, enduring the pain, and finally rushed back to the family residence on the second night. It was a secret manor located on the top of a steep mountain. The mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and only people within the family knew the way in. The manor was heavily guarded, and every guard was an extraordinary warrior. The whole family exuded a cold and solemn atmosphere.