Chapter 95: Piercing the Heavens
Chapter 95: Piercing the Heavens
Jiang Cheng didn't even get a clear look at his opponent's movements before a hand grabbed his shoulder, pinning him down like a mountain, leaving him unable to move.
"Jiang Cheng, don't be nervous."
Zeng Zhiting spoke up from the side, "Master, he's examining your bone constitution. It might hurt a little, just endure it."
Jiang Cheng nodded.
The elder's hand then reached for the other shoulder, his back, and his leg.
Jiang Cheng's heart began to race.
He had heard that martial arts training required talent, and this so-called talent was probably related to one's bone constitution and insight.
He wondered about the original owner of this body's bone constitution.
It couldn't possibly be some kind of extraordinary genius, could it?
Soon, the old man retracted his hand and shook his head.
In that instant, Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat.
Even Zeng Shixu, standing beside him, had a change in expression.
"His bone constitution is average."
The elder gave a four-word evaluation.
"Master, Jiang Cheng's insight is really good," Zeng Zhiting quickly added.
The elder glanced at him and then looked at Jiang Cheng, saying, "Kid, you can go now."
"Yes, Master."
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, neither pleading nor showing anger. After thanking Zeng Zhiting, he turned around, opened the door, and quietly closed it behind him.
Soon, the sound of footsteps descending the stairs could be heard from outside.
"Master."
Zeng Zhiting was a bit anxious, "Jiang Cheng's bone constitution is average, but his insight is truly exceptional. Didn't you often say that bone constitution determines the lower limit, while insight determines the upper limit? Jiang Cheng's progress is so rapid that even if he cultivates secret martial arts, he'll likely succeed."
"That's exactly why I can't take him as my disciple."
The elder walked to the sofa with his hands behind his back.
"Why?"
"That boy has too much malevolent aura."
"Malevolent aura?"
Zeng Shixu was taken aback.
"With your incomplete skills, it's natural that you can't sense it."
The elder turned and looked at him, "But the moment he entered, I sensed the dense malevolent aura on him!"
"Wh-what do you mean?"
Zeng Shixu's mouth hung open.
"In simpler terms, that boy has killed people, and not just one or two. At the very least, it's in the double digits."
"What?!"
Zeng Shixu's face paled in shock.
Jiang Cheng had killed people?
And at least a dozen? Maybe even several dozen?
"Impossible, Master, are you mistaken?"
The elder looked at him with disdain, "Kid, I've walked more roads than you've crossed bridges. What kind of person haven't I seen? You lot, living in comfort, have forgotten what this place was like back then. People's brains have turned to pig brains."
"Master, I haven't forgotten."
Zeng Zhiting said.
"When the Horn Clan arrived, they soon implemented a martial arts ban, which the Governor's Mansion strongly supported. This eventually led to people's resistance, and both sides fought for decades. In the end, the Horn Clan remained, living better than anyone, while we're just trying to live our own lives. What's more important than that? Let those on the ancestral star think about reclaiming the homeland and restoring glory."
"Forgetting is a good thing."
The elder sighed and lay down on the sofa.
"Those resistance fighters, this alliance, that league, they all talk about ideals, but in their hearts, it's all about business. How many people have they killed over these decades? Is it useful? The Horn Clan is still there, living better than anyone. For us, living our own lives is more important than anything. What's the point of reclaiming the homeland and restoring glory?"
At that time, we might also be implicated, and it's not easy for us old folks to finally have a place to settle down. I, as an old man, don't want to keep running around."
"I'm sorry, Master. It was my fault for not considering everything," Zeng Zhiting quickly bowed.
"This has nothing to do with you."
The elder waved his hand.
"Remember to stay away from that kid in the future. He's not someone to be trifled with. When his premium membership expires this month, don't let him renew it. Find somewhere else, our Flying Eagle Martial Arts Academy doesn't need this one premium member."
"Yes, Master."
Zeng Zhiting nodded, sighing inwardly.
He hadn't expected such an outcome.
But what the master said was indeed true; they opened the martial arts academy just to do business peacefully and didn't want to get into fights.
If what the master said was true, then that Jiang Cheng, was indeed a hidden danger.
"Alright, if there's nothing else, let's go. By the way, don't be foolish and tell that kid what I just said to you."
"I understand, Master."
Zeng Zhiting went downstairs, only to find Jiang Cheng waiting for him at the second-floor staircase.
A complex expression flashed in his eyes.
It seemed that Jiang Cheng was still unwilling to accept the outcome, and he was waiting here on purpose.
That was understandable, a normal human emotion.
However, just thinking about Jiang Cheng, the killer, made him feel uncomfortable, and subconsciously, he wanted to distance himself.
"Senior Brother Zeng."
"Junior Brother Jiang, I'm sorry, I..."
"Senior Brother Zeng, there's no need to apologize to me," Jiang Cheng said with a smile, "Before, when Senior Brother Zeng wanted to take me to meet the master, he said he could only give me one chance, and whether I succeed or not depends on myself. So, although the result this time is not ideal, it has nothing to do with Senior Brother Zeng. On the contrary, I should thank Senior Brother Zeng."
Zeng Zhiting was taken aback, "So, Junior Brother Jiang, you waited here to thank me?"
"Yes."
Jiang Cheng nodded, "Senior Brother Zeng, it's getting late, I'll head back first. See you tomorrow."
"Okay, okay."
Zeng Zhiting watched Jiang Cheng's determined figure leaving, feeling a mix of emotions.
This Jiang Cheng didn't seem like a bad person, did he? Could he really be the killer the master spoke of?
He shook his head.
Forget it, thinking about this was meaningless. The master had already said that he wouldn't collect the membership fee next month.
That's how life is; people come and go, and after seeing enough of it, you get used to it.
...
Jiang Cheng walked back feeling dejected, and his appetite was gone.
He thought he had finally gotten an opportunity, but it turned into a huge disappointment.
What should he do next?
Should he stay and try to move the other party, or should he go elsewhere and look for opportunities, like the other two martial arts academies?
Jiang Cheng felt his mind was in a mess.
"Little Cheng, Little Cheng."
Jiang Cheng snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a voice beside him. He realized he had already reached his doorstep, and there was a man in his thirties standing next to him.
"Little Cheng, are you okay?"
The man spoke.
"I'm fine," Jiang Cheng shook his head. He recognized the man; he lived not far from his home. The last time he came to borrow money, he was naturally refused.
So he took the initiative to speak, "Brother Shi, I really don't have much money. In a few days, I need to pay the membership fee, and I'm still worried about it."
Shi Yan's expression changed, and after glancing around, he gritted his teeth and said, "Little Cheng, I'm not here to borrow money. I want to make a deal with you!"
(End of Chapter)
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