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Chapter 5: Martial Arts! Martial Arts! (Seeking Collection)
Chapter 5: Martial Arts! Martial Arts! (Seeking Collection)
"Hmm, where am I?" Qin Zheng's first thought upon waking up was to frown at the sight of a crude earthen hut.
But as memories flooded his mind, he quickly became lucid.
He had transmigrated to a place akin to ancient China and had become an executioner.
At the execution ground, he had beheaded the young master of a gang.
Subsequently, the young master's father, the gang leader, struck him with two palm strikes in succession.
Qin Zheng couldn't endure it and passed out.
Recalling this, Qin Zheng ignored the pain throughout his body and abruptly opened his inner robe to examine the skin over his heart.
There, a faint palm print was visible, though not prominent, but discernible.
The palm print had faded!
Qin Zheng's eyes lit up, and the tension in his heart eased slightly.
This palm print, located over his heart, was like a death omen.
His previous life had ended under this very palm print, and upon his transmigration, he could only withstand the oppression it brought.
Initially, the palm print was pitch-black, indicating he only had a day to live, and any sudden movement would surely cause him to die from the excruciating pain.
But at this moment, the palm print had lightened significantly, unlike its initial appearance.
Evidently, the palm strike's force had been diluted and alleviated.
This also meant the crisis had been temporarily postponed, and his time to live had been extended.
However, as long as the palm print remained, he would still be in danger.
Qin Zheng's thoughts turned to the details of the execution ground.
He had perfected the Ghost Head Blade Technique but still couldn't withstand the strike from the Golden Cicada Gang's leader.
After being knocked away for the second time, he thought he would be killed.
But unexpectedly, the captain overseeing the execution, Ji Xiaowei, intervened, blocking the gang leader's attack and saving Qin Zheng's life.
Was the palm print on his heart the work of that person? Or did perfecting the Ghost Head Blade Technique weaken the palm strike's power? Qin Zheng scanned his surroundings, and indeed, this shabby hut was his dwelling after transmigrating.
So, after he fainted, it must have been that person who ordered someone to bring him back here? As he was thinking this, the door suddenly opened.
A tall, dark-skinned man entered.
Seeing Qin Zheng awake, the man was also surprised and asked, "You're awake?"
Qin Zheng looked at the stranger, his expression calm, and nodded slightly before speaking, "Who are you?"
But his body tensed subtly, and his inner strength circulated, ready for any unusual movement from the man.
If the stranger made any suspicious move, he would strike with lightning speed, even without the Ghost Head Blade in hand; his palm strike was just as deadly.
The man smiled and said, "I'm Wang Er, a soldier under Captain Ji. You were heavily injured and unconscious, so I carried you back here."
As he spoke, he placed the medicinal herbs and meat on the stove.
"Stone Clan Chief is a Sinew Forging Realm warrior. To survive two of his strikes without severe injuries is truly impressive."
"You've escaped death, and in the future, you'll surely have great fortune. I see you're in a difficult situation, so consider this a small investment."
He smiled at Qin Zheng, pointing at the herbs and meat on the stove.
Hearing this, Qin Zheng immediately endured the pain and stood up from the bed, bowing to this man named Wang Er.
"I, Qin Zheng, gratefully accept Wang Big Brother's kindness. If I achieve success in the future, I will definitely come to thank you in person!"
Having just transmigrated, he had nothing to his name.
In his previous life, Qin Zheng had given away everything, even his last bit of silver, to obtain talisman paper and refine talisman water.
If this Wang Er didn't provide him with these things, Qin Zheng didn't know how he would earn money to survive.
"No need, you should take care of yourself first."
Wang Er smiled and shook his head.
Finding a spot to sit down, he looked at Qin Zheng and said solemnly, "The Golden Cicada Gang has been annihilated."
Qin Zheng was stunned for a moment, then realized that the young master whose head he had chopped off was the Young Chief of the Golden Cicada Gang.
The old man who had intruded upon the execution ground and fought with him, engaging the Stationed Army Captain, was the Chief of the gang.
"Is that old guy dead?" Qin Zheng asked anxiously.
After all, he had chopped off the old man's son's head, so he was undoubtedly one of the old man's primary revenge targets.
If the Golden Cicada Gang hadn't been destroyed, it would have been better. Bound by his family business, the old man's actions would have been somewhat constrained.
But with the gang annihilated, if the old man wasn't dead, his revenge wouldn't be hindered by any rules!
In response to Qin Zheng's question, Wang Er shook his head with a grave expression.
Qin Zheng's face sank, feeling as if a heavy stone had suddenly weighed down his heart.
This was the worst outcome, the one he dreaded the most.
A beast unbound by restraints was the most terrifying when it turned on people.
Having crossed hands with the old man, Qin Zheng knew that his Ghost Head Blade Technique was no match for the old man's martial arts, which could make his entire body glow with golden light.
If that old guy came looking for him, he wouldn't have the protection of the Stationed Army Captain, and the outcome was foreseeable.
He would undoubtedly face death! The thought made Qin Zheng's mood even heavier.
At this moment, Wang Er offered some consolation, "You don't need to worry too much. Although the Stone Clan Chief isn't dead, he was severely injured by the Captain."
"He had committed many atrocities in Black Goose City and made numerous enemies."
"These people were previously afraid of his strength and dared not act, but now they might not hold back."
"So, in the short term, he won't rush back, at least not before his injuries heal."
Qin Zheng nodded, feeling a bit of relief from the pressure in his heart.
However, he was also aware that this was Wang Er's way of comforting him, and while it was a possibility, it wasn't a certainty.
Who could guarantee that the old man, driven by hatred, wouldn't rush to seek revenge with his severely injured body? Who could say that the old man, who feared others, would still fear Qin Zheng, whom a single palm strike could send flying?
Qin Zheng desperately needed martial arts!
With the Virtue Scroll in hand and his role as an executioner, he could quickly perfect a martial art!
As long as he obtained one or several decent martial arts, he could use the virtue to enhance them!
His strength would undoubtedly increase significantly!
Once his power rose, he wouldn't have to fear the old man coming after him! Moreover, with the old man's numerous atrocities, taking revenge might even earn him a substantial amount of merit!
Qin Zheng's mind raced, pondering where he could obtain martial arts.
But in this world, martial artists held a high status, and martial arts were not something ordinary people could access.
In his previous life, Qin Zheng was alone, without any connections or resources to acquire martial arts.
As he thought about this, Qin Zheng's brows furrowed tightly.
Suddenly, he lifted his head and looked at the dark-faced man before him, a hint of hope in his eyes, "Brother Wang, do you know martial arts?"
(End of Chapter)
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