Chapter 134 Heartache
Jin Zhihuan is really not a simple person. When he saw Li Yi coming to his door, he was not angry at all. Instead, he offered to hand over his martial arts school and wanted Li Yi to be the next owner of the Jin family martial arts school.

Regardless of whether this is true or false, the fact that he dared to say it to his face shows his extraordinary courage.

In fact, in Jin Zhihuan's opinion, the Zhao's Martial Arts School, which had been almost destroyed, was not qualified to have such a martial artist with extraordinary potential and powerful strength. Li Yi would not get any benefit from avenging the Zhao's Martial Arts School. On the contrary, he would offend many, many people and almost go against the entire Sanyang City. If he was willing to change his allegiance, it would be different. Not only could he get a martial arts school without any effort, but he could even join forces with him to destroy the Han family and form a situation where only one family dominated the city.

By then, Li Yi will have everything he wants: money, medicine, treasures, women.
Hearing Jin Zhihuan's words, Rongniang's expression suddenly changed. She could never have imagined that the Jin family, who were obviously at loggerheads with the Zhao family martial arts school and were determined to compromise and bribe them.

And from Li Yi's point of view, it seems that he can agree. After all, being the eldest brother doesn't matter where he lives, so why should he take over the mess of Zhao's martial arts school?

"Big Brother," Rong Niang called out cautiously, trying to persuade him.

However, before she could speak, Li Yi burst into laughter: "Hahahaha"

A series of laughs, accompanied by a burst of energy, echoed in the sky above the Jin family martial arts gym, making people's eardrums hurt and startled a flock of birds in the forest in the backyard to take off.

Everyone was stunned.

I don't understand why Li Yi is laughing.

Were you tempted by the museum owner's words and therefore smiling happily?

But why is there a hint of disdain and contempt in this laughter?
"You actually rejected such a good proposal." Jin Zhihuan's old face was very calm and he said with a little regret.

next moment.

Li Yi's smile faded, and then he immediately said: "So, you are afraid."

"I'm afraid? What am I afraid of?" Jin Zhihuan said coldly.

Li Yi said, "Yes, you are afraid. You are afraid that you can't beat me, and you will lose your martial arts school and your life, so you want to bribe me. At least this way you can save your life. I didn't expect that the so-called master of training is also a coward. I was right to call you an old jerk."

A certain weakness in his heart was ruthlessly revealed. Jin Zhihuan's old face was filled with anger, and a trace of murderous intent burst out from his eyes. He wished he could kill this sharp-tongued boy immediately.

Then, Li Yi stood with his hands behind his back, pointed his finger and said, "You are afraid of death. If you want to live, it's very simple. Kneel down and kowtow to me, call me dad, and I can spare you for the sake of our father-son relationship. After all, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. Since we have this father-son relationship, I can't kill you."

As soon as these words came out, Rong Niang behind him couldn't help but chuckle and almost laughed out loud.

She didn't expect that the eldest brother had such a side. His little mouth was full of honey and he was very talkative. He used to call her a traitor, then he called her an old scoundrel, and then he called her a kowtow and acknowledge her as his father. He really wouldn't stop until he made her angry to death. Any warrior with blood in his veins couldn't bear it. He would definitely fight to the death with him.
But the problem is that those who dare to fight with the eldest brother often die miserably.

"Good, good, good."

Jin Zhihuan laughed angrily at this moment. Even at his age, no one had ever dared to make him kneel down and kowtow to acknowledge him as his father in front of him.

Today he finally saw that people can really be so arrogant and conceited.

"You agree too? Then what are you waiting for? Kowtow and acknowledge me as your father." Li Yi said.

"The verbal advantage is nothing. The one who survives today is the winner. Boy, don't think you can be arrogant just because you defeated several blood-training warriors of my Jin family. Today I will let you know how big the gap in strength is between blood training and acupoint training." Jin Zhihuan said as he drew out the sword from his waist.

The precious sword is not gorgeous, but rather very simple, yet extremely sharp, with flashes of blood on it. I wonder how many people must have been killed to nurture this precious sword. The evil spirit on it can confuse people's minds and kill wronged souls and evil spirits.

However, just as he drew his sword, all the energy in Li Yi's body burst out instantly.

The bricks and stones around him on the ground shattered, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant. In a flash, he had rushed in front of Jin Zhihuan, and at the same time, his muscles, bones and skin moved together, and he punched down. The speed was so fast that it was unbelievable. A martial artist who had trained in martial arts would be killed by this sudden attack without even having time to react.

"court death."

However, Jin Zhihuan, who was practicing swordsmanship, reacted quickly. Although he had not used a sword for a long time, it did not mean that he had slacked off in martial arts. As long as he picked up the sword, he, Jin Zhihuan, would no longer be a swordsman, but a swordsman who had practiced swordsmanship.

The knife was chopped down very quickly, and blood gushed out from the blade. The blood and energy condensed and did not dissipate, and actually turned into knife energy.

The sword is extremely sharp. A warrior below the level of practicing qigong will be injured if he touches it, and will die if he touches it. Only those at the same level are qualified to fight with it.

If it were anyone else, they would surely suffer a great loss if they fought so recklessly with a master of practicing Qi. However, Li Yi was different. Before he came here, his master Zhao Ge had already taught him some tricks and told him how powerful the masters of practicing Qi were. He also knew some techniques to deal with them, especially the masters of the Han and Jin families. Zhao Ge knew them thoroughly.

At this moment, Li Yiling was warned.

The blood and energy gushed out, and the sword that could turn into sword energy was obviously a fatal threat to him. If the sword hit a vital point, he would undoubtedly die.

Even if Li Yi reacted quickly, it was useless because his body was not faster than the opponent's knife, so dodging was not feasible.

Then the only option is to block it.

Li Yi had already made preparations, guarding against the opponent's Tingfeng Knife. He raised his other arm and stretched it out actively, allowing the knife energy to wreak havoc.

"You want to trade your arm for my punch? Dream on. If you want to trade it, you have to give me your life in exchange."

Jin Zhihuan discovered his intention, but he felt that the other party was too naive. The warrior's fist was not as powerful as his sword, so the sword in his hand became even more ferocious.

This man must be split into two.

But the next moment, he found out that he was wrong.

The sword energy shattered, and the sharp sword that could easily split a person in half now fell on Li Yi's arm and could not move forward at all.

"Is that the clothing he's wearing armor?" The experienced Jin Zhihuan immediately realized the problem.

Who would have thought that Li Yi, a seemingly foolish and reckless man, actually put on a leather armor. However, the leather armor was too thin, making people ignore its defensive power. Now, when he chopped it with a knife, it couldn't even break the defense. He knew that he had suffered a great loss.

But it is already late.

Li Yi's punch landed squarely on his chest.

The power of the fist is released, and terrifying force explodes.

At this moment, even the air was shattered, and everyone only felt a terrible roar, which made people wonder whether it was a human punching, or the Thunder God in the sky swinging his hammer and sending out a thunder that shook the sky.

Zhao Ge once named this killing move for Li Yi: Thor's Hammer.

"boom!"

The roar spread completely.

Jin Zhihuan was hit by such a heavy punch. His thin body flew backwards like an arrow, passed through the crowd, and hit a thick pillar at the entrance of the lobby behind him. The residual force of the punch even shook the pillar.

It seemed as if the entire lobby was about to collapse completely due to this impact.

Jin Zhihuan embedded himself into the wooden pillar and was motionless for a while.

In this situation, everyone was quiet, they were all silent.

One punch.

Is it possible that even the owner of a martial arts gym who is a master in martial arts training cannot withstand a punch from the eldest senior brother of Zhao's martial arts gym?
Some people trembled, some were terrified, and their faith in the gym owner was shattered by this punch.

"Did you win?"

Some were sad, some were happy. Seeing this scene, Rong Niang couldn't help but clenched her fists and secretly said, "How beautiful!"

This is the effect that Li Yi wants to achieve.

When the opponent is unable to figure out your true intentions, you can deliver a fatal punch to directly decide the outcome, life or death.

"Old jerk, I heard that the knife in your hand is called the Wind-Listening Knife, which means that as soon as the knife is unsheathed, the opponent's head will fly up, and you can only hear the sound of wind whistling past your ears. It's a pity that although your knife is very fast, it can't break my defense. But don't pretend. The blood and qi of a martial artist who has practiced the acupoints can be transformed into protective qi. That punch just now didn't kill you. Get up and fight again."

Li Yi strode forward with his fists clenched, his eyes, which were once bright and shining, now turned into a pair of vertical pupils.

At this moment, he has transformed into a top hunter, ready to hunt down and kill the martial artist in front of him.

"Wow!"

Jin Zhihuan's body moved, and a mouthful of blood gushed out immediately. His face turned pale in an instant, and his body was almost unconscious due to the shock of this terrifying energy. Even with the protective energy, he still felt uncomfortable, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

But, in the end, I survived.

But his arms were shaking and he could no longer hold the Tingfeng Knife.

This is fatal to a swordsman.

"What a cruel boy! You have been plotting against me for a long time. You showed weakness to the enemy and used this trick to destroy my Wind Listening Blade. That old bastard Zhao Ge must have taught you this. He is the only one who likes to play like this."

Jin Zhihuan gritted his teeth, his mouth full of blood. It was obvious that not only could he not hold the knife, but he also had completely lost control of his energy and blood.

The result was that I was injured and the other party lost his life, but who would have thought that a piece of clothing on the other party blocked my knife, and now I am seriously injured, while the other party is intact.

"Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. I know your background, but you know nothing about me. It's not unfair that you lost to me today."

Li Yi paused, and then said again: "If you still want to fight, use your heart blood, otherwise you will have no chance."

"You want to force me to use my heart blood? Fine, then it will be as you wish."

Jin Zhihuan suddenly let out a long roar, knowing that there was no other way out in this situation. Instead of being beaten to death by Li Yi's punches, it would be better to gather up his last breath of blood and fight the opponent again.

If we can win, things will still be able to turn around.

After a long roar, the blood hidden in Jin Zhihuan's heart was stimulated and instantly surged throughout his body.

His pale face immediately turned rosy, and his trembling body immediately recovered to its peak state. The Tingfeng Knife in his hand was clenched again.

"kill!"

Jin Zhihuan roared and charged forward with a knife in hand. His blood boiled and transformed into protective energy, making him seem like he was wearing a heavy armor that made him indestructible.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he had a breakthrough to the level of training.

I am already a master of Qigong. Who in Xingzhou can kill me? Who dares to kill me?
(End of this chapter)