Chapter 51 Understanding of Thoughts

Both of them were evenly matched in the fight. As the master, Peng Qianwu should be more skilled in Taiji Kung Fu than his disciple Zhao Xinchuan, considering that he had nearly 20 more years of experience.
可赵心川用出太极们的功夫丝毫不逊色，两人拳脚相对地面的雨水在两人的气劲下都齐整散开。
赵心川一记鞭腿打在了彭乾吾胸口，同样他的脖颈也被撕下一块好肉。
“That's right, if you don't give in to me, I don't have to give in to you either.”
Peng Qianwu rubbed his chest, feeling the force from the earlier fight still lingering, and smiled.
“Listen to your master.”
Zhao Xinchuan worked with both hands, and his body was filled with a strong energy flow that could be felt through his back.
On the other side, Peng Qianwu's face also changed, and there was no longer the mocking look he had before.
The eyes were full of shock and disbelief because this was clearly his Nine Dragon Combination.
His disciple actually dared to steal his unique skill, and did so right under his nose without his knowledge.
The force was immense, and the body was hit by a wooden stake in the distance and flew far away.
As Zhao Xinchuan was about to approach and lift him up, a figure floated down from above.
Originally Peng Qianwu was preparing to capture his target, but he did not expect someone else to be present.
"This is quite an impressive battle."
Observing from the shadows, He Anxia couldn't understand why Master Cui had appeared.
He walked towards the two of them in a gray Taoist robe, his hair tied up in a bun, taking a leisurely walk in the courtyard.
This gave Zhao Xinchuan immense psychological pressure, while Peng Qianwu behind him wanted to stand up and escape.
Because he recognized the target he had assassinated at first glance when the other appeared.
As a result, his second son and eldest disciple died, and the other appeared here to capture him.
Zhao Xinchuan always holds back a bit when sparring with his master, let alone an unknown person.
"May I ask for what purpose you were spying on my master and I as we were sparring in secret?"
His injuries were not serious, just some surface wounds that did not affect his bones or tendons.
However, Peng Qianwu was injured internally during the recent Nine Dragon Formation, and Cui Chong looked at Peng Qianwu behind him.
He said coldly, "You came to assassinate me, so it's only natural that I retaliate and kill you according to the rules of the martial arts world!"
Zhao Xinchuan took the initiative to strike first, infuriating Zhongmai and unleashing a powerful force towards Cuichong's position.
The force was even stronger than before, indicating that Zhao Xinchuan viewed the Taoist in front of him as a deadly enemy.
Only saw the Taoist on the left holding his left hand with his palm facing up, while his right hand with his palm facing down intertwined the index, middle, and ring fingers of his left hand with the index and middle fingers of his right hand. His right index finger pressed against the left index and ring fingers, and his right middle finger pressed against the left index finger.
You could only hear the sound of chanting in Sanskrit: "namo shittaliyede pada canam".
A handprint with the character * struck towards him, and the powerful force of the Nine Dragons Unity was instantly dispersed. Zhao Xinchuan helped his master who was standing behind him and avoided the wall where a handprint of nearly one meter had appeared.
"Buddhist master handprint"
Peng Qianwu exclaimed, feeling that he had offended a formidable person. When he had seen the spell of the fire lotus in the hands of that person before, he had assumed that the person was from the Taoist sect, but he had not expected that he was also proficient in the secret Buddhist technique of the Bodhisattva handprint.
"Tell me who ordered you to assassinate me back then, and I can spare your life!"
Cui Chong looked at Peng Qianwu behind him with a calm tone and no emotional fluctuation.
在此时暗处的何安下站了出来，来到了赵心川的身前与崔崇当面。
"Master said that there is no end to revenge. There is no grudge that cannot be resolved. After avenging Master, I still cannot find peace in my heart. Please do not live in hatred, Cui Daochang."
He Anxia spoke very seriously, and when he sought revenge for his master, he felt that it was not a good deed, but also an evil one.
Cui Chong smiled instead of getting angry: "He Anxia, you can be at ease with good deeds, but avenging my great hatred is also a good deed. If killing is the only way to clear your mind, I will never hesitate! Your mistake is not that you cannot distinguish between good and evil, but that you have done it and still cannot clear your mind!"
"I don't know what is good or evil. If someone says I am doing evil, then they are not a good person in my eyes! So why do you still want to stop me, He Anxia?"
Peng Qianwu weighed the options in his heart. He felt that if he betrayed the governor, he would lose his own honor and wealth. But if he didn't speak up, he would face the danger of losing his life at any time.
"Why don't you go quickly, your martial arts skills are not a match for him. You take my master and leave, I'll stop him."
Peng Qianwu felt that the Taoist in front of him was simply a monster, not only did he excel in martial arts, but he even had magical powers.
When he fired the shot, his bullet didn't actually penetrate the other party's arm. His gaze just sank in a little. Only a master like Lianpi Dacheng could achieve that level of skill.
On the rivers and lakes, there is a widely circulated saying: "Refine your muscles, bones, and skin on the outside, refine your breath on the inside." To achieve mastery in any of these aspects is to become a top expert.
He practiced for so many years before reaching the pinnacle of Qi Cultivation. The Nine Dragons' Unity was the key to his breakthrough, and now his disciple, Zhao Xinchuan, has also reached this realm.
However, he is younger than him, so now the two of them fighting to the death is no longer a match.
Just now, what he had in mind was that he absolutely could not survive, otherwise the young generation of the Peng family would never be convinced, and then the Tai Chi faction would belong to him, Zhao Xinchuan.
It's just that he never thought that a roadblock like Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear, and he would suddenly be in danger.
After Zhao Xinchuan finished speaking, Peng Qianwu immediately raised his qi to leave. As a cultivator who had reached the great completion stage of qi refinement, he had already recovered most of his strength in the short period of time.
He didn't choose to stay and team up with his disciple, but instead chose to leave for two reasons.
If Zhao Xinchuan died in the hands of that Taoist, it would have achieved the purpose of borrowing a knife to kill. If he kept Zhao Xinchuan alive, he worried that his disciple would abandon him at a critical moment.
His suspicious nature meant that he could never completely trust Zhao Xinchuan.
He had never seen such a level of Qi in both Foshan and Hong Kong back then.
Many internal martial arts rely on Qi, but they are far from reaching the level of external release.
The reason why he didn't use the newly learned Nine Dragon Combination is because the level of qi in his body is far from that of the other master and disciple.
He wouldn't do something like attacking the opponent's strength with his own weakness. Seeing that Peng Qianwu was about to escape, he naturally wouldn't let him leave easily.
Zhao Xinchuan threw a straight punch at him, but he just lightly jumped up and kicked him in the jaw with the tip of his shoe. Blood gushed out of his mouth as he lost his balance and flipped over.
Zhao Xinchuan wanted to compete with Cuichong in close combat skills, but the difference between them was too great.
If relying on qi to unload force, borrow force, and strike against force, he can still fight against the opponent. However, he jumps to conclusions that the opponent's magic and hand-to-hand combat skills must be poor.