Chapter 130: Chapter 118: Changing Faces
Su Lin was pulled by Su Qi, following behind Zhang Xin into the hall.
After Zhang Xin entered, without waiting for Su Qi to serve him, he unceremoniously sat in the master’s seat.
"Huh?"
Su Lin secretly frowned, that was his grandfather’s seat.
Song Yiyi also cautiously followed in, curiously observing.
"Ah Xin! Co, co!"
Su Qi couldn’t wait to pull Su Lin in front of Zhang Xin, with a hint of imperceptible pride in his tone:
"This is my nephew, Su Lin! He is now in the Tendon Lock Realm, especially talented in the use of Qi and Blood!"
He turned his head to Su Lin and said:
"Quick, greet Uncle Zhang."
Su Lin did as told, respectfully clasped his fists in salute:
"Hello, Uncle Zhang."
Zhang Xin looked at Su Lin’s clasped fist posture, a slightly playful smile on his lips, his tone light:
"Oh? Is this little village of yours going retro now?"
Hearing that, Su Lin’s eyelids twitched slightly.
The condescension in "Uncle Zhang’s" words about small places was completely undisguised.
Su Qi’s smile froze montarily, his brows furrowed slightly, and his tone beca a bit tougher:
"Ah Xin, although we are in a village, Lin’er is my nephew, and of course, I teach him according to the teacher’s teachings."
Zhang Xin smiled and shook his head:
"Brother, don’t misunderstand . I don’t look down on village camps. I just think the ’retro’ the teacher advocated back then is sowhat... unnecessary."
"How can it be unnecessary?"
Su Qi’s voice suddenly rose, with displeasure:
"The teacher said, if you want a big breakthrough in martial arts, returning to basics and personally experiencing ancient culture is the fastest way!"
Zhang Xin sneered and countered:
"Then let
ask you.
"Were the ancients stronger than us?
"The Strength Resolve they yearned for is only the Skin Lock Realm today.
"What use is delving into those I Ching and Tao Te Ching? They couldn’t even reach the sa realm, how could they understand it better than us?
"What ancient martial arts can be stronger than today’s Qi and Blood fundantals? Brother, you are putting the cart before the horse."
Su Qi’s brows furrowed tighter, his voice lowered, with persistence:
"The teacher warned us never to underestimate the history of this world."
"Brother..."
Zhang Xin sighed:
"It’s been almost a year since the teacher disappeared. What he said before might not be gospel truth."
Hearing that, Su Qi took a deep breath, forcing down the surging anger in his chest:
"The Qi and Blood fundantals were pioneered by the teacher!"
Su Lin listened, his heart shaken to the core.
He had never heard his uncle ntion this teacher, let alone that the renowned Qi and Blood thods ca from his uncle’s ntor!
And this junior brother, Zhang Xin’s words clearly showed little respect for the teacher.
"Alas, brother."
Zhang Xin sighed again, his gaze sweeping over the simple hall, with a hint of pity:
"You’ve been stuck in this information-closed village for over a year, so I understand your stubbornness."
"What do you an?" Su Qi asked stiffly.
Zhang Xin’s gaze flickered, his tone carrying so coldness, said:
"Nowadays, any faction promoting ’retro’ is considered a cult nine tis out of ten."
"What?!" Su Qi and Su Lin exclaid in shock simultaneously.
A cult?!
Su Qi could hardly believe his ears: "Who decided that?!"
"Naturally, clear-headed people."
Zhang Xin rubbed the gold watch on his wrist, sneering:
"Do you know what those so-called ’retro’ believers preach?
"They say retro is to get closer to ancient gods, pleading for divine reconstruction of the world, even searching for so divine agent!
"For this, several major forces are slaughtering each other, it’s utterly insane!"
Su Lin listened with twitching eyelids, these words did sound sowhat cult-like.
Su Qi was silent for a while, his face heavy:
"I’m not aware of these matters yet. But there may be misunderstandings or ambitious individuals at work. As for the teacher... I always believe his ideas have profound aning."
"Forget it, let’s discuss the main business, no need to bring up those old matters."
Zhang Xin apparently didn’t want to argue further with his stubborn brother, he changed the subject, his gaze fell back on Su Lin, with a faint smile on his face:
"Su Lin, this kid, is quite clever, creating that practical little invention for the safety house courtyard. The Hunting Group captain of Panshan Town ntioned it to . Thinking it was your nephew, brother, I ca to have a look."
Su Lin’s feeling that sothing was off grew stronger.
"Practical little invention," this offhand comnt, and the reason "thinking it was your nephew" for coming, all carried a sense of condescending charity.
How did he know I was Su Qi’s nephew from the town-level camp?
Did uncle ever ntion my na?
But wouldn’t he think it’s just soone with a similar na?
Zhang Xin didn’t wait for Su Lin to think further, reached out with an unquestionable tone:
"Co, let
feel your bones. Being able to advance to the Tendon Lock Realm in this small place ans your bone structure shouldn’t be bad. If so, it fits our Panshan Town recruitnt criteria."
But Zhang Xin already pulled Su Lin over without giving him a choice.
The power was extraordinarily overbearing, Su Lin’s pupils contracted, with his Tendon Lock level strength, he was completely unable to resist!
Imdiately after, Zhang Xin swiftly extended two fingers, the fingertips gathered Inner Strength, fiercely jabbing at Su Lin’s Da Zhui acupoint on his back!
"Ugh—!"
An intense, bone-piercing pain instantly swept through his body, as if cold steel needles were stabbing into his marrow!
Su Lin let out a muffled grunt, his face turned as white as paper, cold sweat soaking his back in an instant.
His whole body’s Qi and Blood were thrown into chaos by this brutal external force, almost unable to stand.
Song Yiyi, who hadn’t dared to speak, gasped and covered her mouth in shock.
Hearing her, Zhang Xin looked over, his gaze lingered on her face and waist for a mont.
Then, his brows suddenly furrowed.
His other hand pressed down on Su Lin’s shoulder, like an iron vise making Su Lin unable to move, the two fingers in the spine even twisted again!
Su Lin’s body shuddered violently, his vision darkening in waves, the intense pain almost suffocating him.
"Enough! Zhang Xin!"
Su Qi’s voice was filled with rage, stepping forward to intervene.
Only then did Zhang Xin withdraw his fingers, as if touching sothing filthy, he pushed Su Lin away with disdain.
Su Lin’s Qi and Blood were in turmoil, his body weakened, stumbled backwards, luckily caught by the panicked Song Yiyi behind him.
"What did you do to him?!"
Su Qi looked at his shaky nephew, questioning with shock and anger.
"Just bone assessnt. Brother, you really are... too isolated."
Zhang Xin looked at his fingers, his tone filled with undisguised disdain and disappointnt:
"Have you not even understood this basic investigation thod?"
His gaze turned icy cold toward Su Lin, whose face was pale and sweating profusely:
"Also, his cultivation was piled up with Treasure at, wasn’t it? Brother, not only have you fallen, but your mindset has also degenerated to this extent?
"To save face for your nephew, are you willing to fake things?
"Don’t tell , the idea for that safety house courtyard was also soone else’s credit that you stole and gave to him?"
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