Zeng Guoquan staggered back three steps before steadying his body. He took a deep breath, then adjusted his breath, and remained silent, with a somewhat regretful expression on his face. Zeng Yi followed his grandfather, feeling a little confused and very anxious. He looked up at Zhang Yongsheng, who smiled and said nothing.
"You kid, you usually look quite honest, but you can actually cheat. It's really surprising." Zeng Guoquan shook his head and sighed.
Zhang Yongsheng said with a smile: "There is no way, your Xingyi Bagua Hunyuan Palm is too overbearing. You won't be able to take it down in a while without using some tricks."
Zeng Guoquan nodded, turned around and asked Zeng Yi: "Ayi, do you understand?"
Zeng Yi looked confused, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You two are moving too fast, my eyesight can't keep up."
Zeng Guoquan chuckled and said: "Haha, I was negligent, your skills are not yet up to par. If you can't keep up, forget it. I will tell you when you have enough skills."
Zhang Yongsheng praised: "In just one year, you have been able to combine three unique skills into one. It is really not easy. It seems that I have underestimated the heroes of the world. This is really an era where talents are emerging in large numbers."
Zeng Guoquan said modestly: "I am not a hero, just an old man from Shangougou. In fact, it is thanks to your teaching, otherwise I would not be able to feel the mystery of martial arts. I realize that my life was in vain before, but since I met you , only then do you know what real martial arts is like.”
Zhang Yongsheng said with some curiosity: "Is the martial arts you practiced before really so bad? There are a lot of good things in the books left by my grandfather. It shouldn't be as bad as you said."
Zeng Guoquan shook his head and said: "A hundred years ago, there was a catastrophe in the world and wars everywhere. Many of the secrets were lost. In addition, each sect has a tradition of cherishing their own secrets. They all hide their own secrets and do not pass them on. As a result, less and less secrets are passed on. What’s left behind becomes scraps.”
Zhang Yongsheng said with some regret: "If this is the case, there probably won't be many decent masters in the world. Maybe the officials still have some, but they won't take action easily."
Zeng Guoquan nodded and said: "If you want to find real masters, you can only go to the official. The official should have collected many martial arts secrets from more than a hundred years ago. It is not a big problem to train a few masters. As for how far they have reached, only they themselves know , it’s hard for people outside to know.”
After the sparring session, the three of them walked slowly down the mountain. Although the light was not good at night, the three of them still walked on level ground. Their deep inner strength gives them extremely strong night vision, and they can see the rugged paths on the mountains very clearly without affecting them at all.
Basically, Zhang Yongsheng and Zeng Guoquan were chatting. Zeng Yi listened carefully and occasionally said a word or two. Zhang Yongsheng mentioned the matter of King Li, but Zeng Guoquan did not do much research on it. Innate talent is a low-probability thing. Zeng Guoquan has lived in seclusion for many years and has never met such a person.
King Li's innate strength seemed very powerful to outsiders, but among the three of them, he was like a toddler. Even Zeng Yi, who had the lowest martial arts skills, faced off against King Li very easily. Because Li Wang is so famous, it just became Zhang Yongsheng's first stepping stone.
When Zhang Yongsheng returned to the courtyard, it was almost eleven o'clock. What surprised him was that Wu Qiuyue was waiting for him in the living room. People in the town had no nightlife and usually went to bed early. At this time, Wu Qiuyue came to see him, which surprised him.
"It's so late, why are you here? What's the matter?" Zhang Yongsheng asked.
A forced smile appeared on Wu Qiuyue's face: "A Sheng, I have something to trouble you with. I wonder if you can help me?"
"What's the matter? Just tell me directly. Why are you so polite to me?" Zhang Yongsheng said generously.
Wu Qiuyue hesitated and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I didn't want to take care of my parents' affairs. But your brother agreed, so I can only ask you for help."
Zhang Yongsheng said in confusion: "What's going on with your mother's family? Is it a big deal? Are you short of money, or are you being bullied?"
Wu Qiuyue shook her head and said: "It's not about money. The one million you gave me hasn't been spent yet. It's my brother's child who was bullied in Yunshan. He didn't dare to go to school. Can you help me deal with it? For a moment. Xuewen said that you are also studying in No. 2 Middle School and you can help take care of it."
According to Wu Qiuyue, her eldest brother and sister-in-law Wu Chunlei and his wife set up a stall in the county town to sell fruits. They were reluctant to leave their son in Zizhu Town, so they kept their son with them. Wu Chunlei's son, Wu Xilin, is 14 years old. He is in the second grade of Yunshan No. 3 Middle School and is often bullied by students from the same school.
Zhang Yongsheng knew this school. It was not much better than No. 2 Middle School and was notoriously chaotic. Wang Ping is the little bully of No. 3 Middle School, and many of his gangsters are students of No. 3 Middle School. The situation in the school where senior students bully the lower grades is quite serious, and multiple principal changes have not been able to solve it.
In fact, this was also the case in the first few years of No. 2 Middle School. After the new principal arrived, he rectified the academic style and the situation improved a lot. Later, Liu Yaqiang and several other senior students came forward to stop the gangsters from other grades from messing around in the school. The situation in No. 2 Middle School was much better than that in No. 3 Middle School.
There is no new principal in No. 3 Middle School, and there is no senior student with a sense of justice like Liu Yaqiang. The school's atmosphere is still chaotic. Gangsters like Wang Ping and Wu Daming are prevalent, and each class has its own bully. Many students live a very miserable life.
The teachers turned a blind eye to this kind of thing. They didn't dare to provoke these gangsters, so the weak students had no one to protect them. This is especially true for people like Wu Xilin whose family is not in the county. He has no local people to rely on and is often the target of gangsters for extortion.
Zhang Yongsheng lived this kind of life in elementary school, and he knew it very well. At that time, his parents were away driving sports cars all year round and could not take care of him at all, so he could only fend for himself. Fortunately, Zhao Yunfei was loyal and fought with Wang Ping for six years, which made Zhang Yongsheng's life much easier.
Zhang Yongsheng thought for a while and said: "What is my brother's opinion and how do you want me to control it?"
Wu Qiuyue replied: "Xuewen has a classmate in the county education bureau. He can pay some money and use connections to transfer to No. 2 Middle School. You are familiar with him in No. 2 Middle School. You can take care of him by the way. As long as he is not bullied."
Zhang Yongsheng nodded and said, "That's no problem. When the time comes, you can help me identify him. The third middle school may be a little more troublesome, but no one in the second middle school can bully him. I'll take care of that."
Wu Qiuyue's face was filled with joy: "That's great. I was worried that he would cause trouble to you. Just now my brother and sister-in-law came over with their children, bursting with runny noses and tears. Xuewen was also soft-hearted, so he opened his mouth I agreed, and I winked at him for a long time, but he pretended not to see it."
Zhang Yongsheng waved his hand and said: "Actually, you don't have to be like this. We are all a family and we should help each other. How can there be any trouble?"
