Chapter 1 The Vivid Picture

The scene flowed like water, instantly becoming vivid.

An Qisheng was immersed in it. Although he had entered it more than a hundred times, his heart was still deeply touched.

In his perception, everything seemed real, as if he had truly traveled through time and space.

Whoosh~

In a single thought, he merged into Wang Honglin's body once more.

His state at this moment was extremely strange, seemingly there and not there, seemingly illusory and yet real, able to sense every subtle change within the Grandmaster's powerful body that far surpassed his own by ten times.

He 'watched' as the courtyard gate slowly opened, and truly saw the face of this number one person from three hundred years ago.

He wore a grey-black garment, neither a xuanfu nor a suit, but a four-pocketed garment with a stand-up collar and pocket flaps that combined the advantages of both.

It was extremely similar to the Zhongshan suit of his previous life.

He was slender, not particularly tall, but his muscles were very well-proportioned, his features chiseled, not stunning, but full of heroic spirit.

His long eyebrows reached into the clouds, and his brow hinted at both gentleness and sharpness.

"The Six Harmonies Great Spear technique, I learned it from my teacher, Li Shuwen..."

Wang Honglin's eyes dimmed as he gently stroked the gun barrel:

"Unfortunately, there will be no more opportunities to receive guidance from Teacher Li."

"Li Shuwen..."

Gu Changfeng pondered slightly, shaking his head:

"I have not heard of this master's name, but to be able to teach a Grandmaster like you, old sir, he must be extraordinary! It is a pity that I cannot meet him."

"With my spear in hand, my killing power increases tenfold, not inferior to my teacher Li Shuwen."

Wang Honglin planted his spear on the ground, each word like the friction of metal, the air instantly filled with gunpowder:

"Even if you are a 'Seeing the Divine' expert, I may still be able to kill you!"

"Such baleful aura."

Gu Changfeng tilted his ear slightly, as if hearing the sounds of metal clashing and horses neighing, he could not help but exclaim:

"Hearing his voice, one can imagine his appearance! Old sir's spear technique is the best in the world."

"What if I'm number one in the world? Just a stray dog, whimpering and moaning, both sad and laughable."

Wang Honglin stared at the spear, as if a thousand thoughts were surfacing.

Gu Changfeng let his hands hang at his sides, listening quietly.

"Having reached this realm in fist techniques, you are already a Zhang Sanfeng, a Bodhidharma, no less than any Grandmaster of the past."

Wang Honglin's gaze shifted, landing on Gu Changfeng:

"You want me to sit in charge of the Martial Arts Association, yet you are willing to tread on deadly ground. What a pity for your superb skills."

"My fist, my path, my heart, my person, are already inseparable from everything on this land. Life and death are of little concern."

Gu Changfeng sighed softly, saying.

"Living, you are more useful than dead. Why not preserve this useful body and dedicate it to the future?"

Wang Honglin lowered his eyes.

"If we are afraid of danger today, cherish our lives tomorrow, and save ourselves for the future. If everyone in the world thinks like this, then when will my Great Xuan be able to stand up again?"

Gu Changfeng raised his hand, unbuttoning his coat:

"Since I was a child, I have been weak and sickly, and my family was destitute to cure my illness. I grew up eating food from a hundred families. That city is not only my fellow countrymen, but also my parents..."

"Enough."

Wang Honglin slowly closed his eyes, the hand holding the spear loosened and tightened, finally clenching:

"If you can withstand three strikes from my spear without retreating, then I will go with you!"

Gu Changfeng bowed deeply:

"Thank you, old sir."

It begins!

An Qisheng, who was closely watching this scene, felt a tightening in his heart, his spirit highly tense.

Whoosh!

The moon hung directly overhead. Beneath the old tree, Wang Honglin took a deep breath, his half-closed eyes suddenly widening:

"Good!"

Boom!

Exhaling like thunder, the courtyard rumbled.

The sound of his voice was slower than the spear!

The moment Wang Honglin exhaled, his feet suddenly exploded, the tendons throughout his body emitting a 'twang' sound.

In that instant, the small courtyard shook.

As the leaves of the old tree fluttered down like snow, a spear rose like a dragon, scattering light in a hundred directions.

A cold light flickered, sweeping over everything!

A single spear, yet it created a vast momentum as if hundreds of archers were firing in unison!

Behind the spear, Wang Honglin moved with the spear, shifting like a mountain, colliding with the wind, creating a surge of air!

What kind of physical strength is this?!

What kind of explosion?!

At that moment, An Qisheng felt as if he had fallen into the sea, his mind filled with the sound of blood flowing like endless waves!

"So strong!"

An Qisheng's heart was shaken. If he hadn't been prepared, he might have forgotten to comprehend at this moment.

In his perception, Wang Honglin's spear erupted, the strength of his whole body surging like a sea, rising with the tremor of his feet, passing through his waist, back, and abdomen, into his elbows, palms, and fingertips.

Wielding the spear with one hand, in fact, his whole body exploded with force.

With just this one spear, let alone a mortal body, even an iron man made of steel would be pierced through!

Buzz~

Amidst the overwhelming shadows of the spear, Gu Changfeng's clothes suddenly tightened, and the sound of the tendons in his body snapping was like the sound of a bronze bell struck in a temple at dawn.

The shadows of the spears pierced through the sky, and the flying leaves of the old tree were shattered into powder in an instant.

Whoosh~

Gu Changfeng raised both hands simultaneously, his five fingers seemingly joined and separated, slowly tracing a circle in front of him.

This stroke had no sharpness, no overbearing force, like a bird flying into the forest, like a fish swimming in water, natural and unforced, as if he had grasped the pulse of this world.

As his palms moved, the air in the courtyard seemed to really turn into water, ripples gradually appearing, then becoming more and more viscous.

By the time the shadows of the spears came overwhelmingly, the surrounding air seemed to have turned into mercury!

Visible to the naked eye, countless spear shadows gradually stagnated, like a bound dragon, still baring its fangs and claws, but without any follow-up strength!

"Taiji force?"

Wang Honglin's aura was boiling, but he didn't care about this move.

Taiji force is not Taiji boxing, but a most supple fist force that can be unleashed after any boxing technique has reached its peak.

Bang!

The spear still stabbed out, the countless shadows of the spear were just feints, the killing move was just a straight thrust!

There was a 'hissing' sound in the air, and under the violent friction between the spear shaft and the air, the flying debris of the leaves actually 'boom' ignited.

Boom!

Wang Honglin's arms trembled, shaking the spear. Amidst the raging flames, the spear was like a dragon, a point of cold light tearing through the air, carrying the 'wuwu' sound of death.

Stabbing straight towards Gu Changfeng's brow!

The straight thrust is the king of spears, the most difficult to block!

The cold light pointed directly at his brow, and even the pores on Gu Changfeng's brow trembled slightly, but there was no other expression on his face.

Neither retreating nor advancing.

The two hands that had been drawing in the void suddenly retracted, as if embracing a sparrow, as if catching a fish in hand, his ten fingers flicking continuously, transforming into dozens of hand seals.

Suddenly, they combined!

The vast power was unleashed!

Bang!

A strong wind suddenly rose in the courtyard, the blue brick floor cracked inch by inch, and the earthen walls collapsed and shattered.

The old tree, which took two people to encircle, snapped with a "crack" and crashed heavily onto the roof.

Rumble

And An Qisheng, who witnessed this scene, felt a shock in his heart.

In an instant, two pictures exploded in his mind at the same time.

One was on the battlefield with banners flying, a famous general straddling a horse, holding a spear, galloping through thousands of troops, unstoppable with a single strike.

The other was on a tragic battlefield filled with endless smoke, thousands of miles of red earth, ten thousand miles of corpses, among the countless prostrate corpses, one person's severed head was raised to the sky, and they did not fall even after their blood was exhausted!

Swish!

In the bedroom of the ship cabin, An Qisheng suddenly sat up.