Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

Qiao Rui wanted to use the chalcedony wine to open up the twelve meridians and become one of the top masters, but he got stuck at the last place. He tried twice but failed. Seeing that he could not do anything, he slowly stopped and steadily stayed at the top level.

Qiao Rui opened his eyes and saw only Zhuo Yifei guarding him.

"You took the longest, it looks like you gained a lot?"

"Not bad, it opened up a few meridians, but it didn't cleanse the meridians and damage the marrow." Qiao Rui answered truthfully.

"I feel the same, but all three of them have gone through some training." Zhuo Yifei said with a smile.

He and Qiao Rui were both extremely talented, so the effect of cleansing their meridians and marrow was minimal, and it only increased their skills. The other three not only increased their skills, but also underwent a complete transformation through cleansing their meridians and marrow, which brought them many benefits.

"Where are they?" Qiao Rui asked curiously as he didn't see the other three kings.

"I went to the dark river to clean up!"

"Oh," Qiao Rui nodded, and then asked, "How is your cousin? Can chalcedony help her injuries?"

Talking about Cai Ling'er's injury, Zhuo Yifei shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The cold poison has been suppressed, but it cannot be eradicated. In addition, the increased internal strength has also been partially absorbed by the cold poison, making the cold energy in the body more condensed. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse."

"Ancestor Shuangjue will definitely find a way." Qiao Rui couldn't understand this situation, so he could only place his hopes on Yaowang Valley.

Zhuo Yifei nodded helplessly. He looked around and said, "There's nothing valuable here. Let's go out!"

The two men passed through the secret room of the stone house and met up with several other people in the waterway. Seeing that they had almost finished cleaning, they dived out again.

“Beggars’ Gang, just wait. When I return, I will take revenge.” After taking a last look at the vast Zhongnan Mountain, the Four Heavenly Kings walked down the mountain.

Let’s set off, heading for Yaowang Valley!

Yaowang Valley is located deep in the dense forest south of the Qionglai Mountains north of Fucheng. To get here from Zhongnan Mountain, one needs to take the Baoxiade Road to Hanzhong, and then take the Jinniu Road from Hanzhong to Fucheng.

The starting point of the Baoxiade Road is in Chang'an. There are carriage and horse companies that do business on this route all year round, so travel is relatively convenient. The Four Heavenly Kings had been hunted down by the Five Elements Elders of the Beggar Gang in Zhongnan Mountain for many days, and they were exhausted. Qiao Rui was in a hurry to save the Four Heavenly Kings, so he traveled day and night. Everyone needed to rest, so after leaving Zhongnan Mountain, they headed straight to Chang'an.

Chang'an, with its long-lasting peace and stability, is the ancient capital of 13 dynasties. Although the current dynasty has its capital in Luoyang, which has caused Chang'an to decline a lot, it is still magnificent and majestic, and is known as the Western Capital.

Changxinglou is a medium-sized restaurant. Qiao Rui, Zhuo Yifei and others found a large table, ordered a table full of delicious dishes, and began to devour them.

Several of them were dressed in rags and had unkempt hair, but they ate like whirlwind. Naturally, they attracted the attention of people around them, who looked down on them and secretly criticized them.

"When did the class of this Changxing Tower become so low? Even such slovenly people were allowed in." A young man in brocade clothes speaking with a Guanzhong accent said dissatisfiedly. As a local nobleman in Chang'an, he had a full sense of superiority and naturally looked down on outsiders, especially poor people like Qiao Rui who dressed like beggars.

"Hey, a happy event is coming up at Huashan, and heroes from all over the world are gathering here. Do these country folk also want to go and see the world?" Another young man in fancy clothes also showed sarcasm on his face and replied with a smile.

"Bullshit for seeing the world. I think they just want to go there for free food and drink. Look at them, they look like starving ghosts reincarnated. I don't know which poor mountain village they came from." The young man in brocade clothes curled his lips in disdain, with a look of disgust. Recently, many heroes from all over the world rushed to Huashan, and many of them gathered and settled in Chang'an. Most of these men were bold and vulgar, causing chaos and making the local people in Chang'an very unhappy.

These two young masters came from a local martial arts family in Chang'an and were quite famous. They laughed at Qiao Rui and his companions unscrupulously, which attracted some busybodies to join in and point fingers at and ridicule Qiao Rui and his companions.

Qiao Rui and the others naturally had no time to care about anything else. After eating dry food for so many days, they finally had some meat today. After a hearty meal and a cup of tea to rinse their mouths, they looked around leisurely.

Zhuo Jingwu stood up with a strange laugh and walked towards the table of the young man in brocade clothes, picking his teeth as he walked, and swaying with every step, looking like a lazy and idle scoundrel.

"Little pretty boy, were you the one making the most noise just now?" Zhuo Jingwu had a ruffian look on his face. He took the finger he used to pick his teeth out of his mouth and flicked it casually, and a small piece of meat flew out.

The young man in brocade clothes just happened to look up and noticed something was wrong with his face. He reached out and wiped it, only to feel a foul odor that almost made him nauseous. He hurriedly took out his brocade handkerchief and wiped it frantically, wishing he could brush the skin off with the brush.

Another young master from an aristocratic family suddenly stood up and pointed at Zhuo Jingwu angrily, "You are courting death by touching him."

"I'm looking for you just to cause trouble, right?" Zhuo Jingwu grinned.

The young master of the noble family was stunned for a moment, then he reacted immediately. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He picked up the sword inlaid with gold, silver and jade on the table, drew the sword and stabbed Zhuo Jingwu.

Zhuo Jingwu slightly tilted his body to avoid the sword. He took a half step forward and punched straight out with his right fist, hitting the young master right in the chest.

"Oh!"

The young master of aristocratic family was knocked out by a punch and fell on another wine table.

"You deserve to die!" When the young man in brocade clothes saw his good friend being beaten, he didn't even bother to wipe his face. He kicked his feet and jumped up, at the same time drew out his sword, and chopped down with both hands.

The posture is full of power, mighty and domineering.

"Fancy moves!" Zhuo Jingwu snorted disdainfully, stretched out his foot to hook a bench and lifted it up. The bench flew up and hit the young man in brocade clothes.

"Ouch!" The young man in brocade clothes cried out, unable to keep his balance, and fell from mid-air in panic.

Zhuo Jingwu took another half step forward and threw another straight punch, knocking the young man in brocade clothes flying.

"Where did this expert come from? The young masters of the Proud Sword Sect and the Crazy Blade Sect are considered young heroes. They have already become second-rate at a young age. How come they can't even escape a single move from that guy?"

The diners watching the fun around were all excited. They thought it was a scene of a nobleman bullying a country bumpkin. Although it was boring, it was something to enjoy with the wine. However, they didn't expect the plot to take a turn. The delicate nobleman met a tough guy. It seemed more interesting this way.

The two young masters helped each other up and glared at Zhuo Jingwu fiercely. One of them shouted, "How dare you hurt us? Do you know who we are?"

"No matter who you are, we brothers never care about the consequences when we do things. We just want to have fun!" Zhuo Yifei walked over leisurely with a wine gourd in his hand and said nonchalantly.

"You..." The young sect leader was furious, but he was outnumbered. The two of them couldn't even beat one of them, not to mention that they were outnumbered. He could only say harshly, "Just wait for me if you dare!" After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

Zhuo Yifei's gentle voice made the two brothers stiffen at the same time, not daring to move forward. They slowly turned around and said with grim expressions: "What do you want? My two schools of proud sword and crazy knife..."

"A happy event is approaching at Huashan, what's the situation with all the heroes in the world gathering here?" Zhuo Yifei impatiently interrupted the young master's harsh words and asked directly the question that interested him.