Iron Mountain FistIron Leg KickWind-Chasing Spear
Inside a room at Wang Family Manor, three secret manuals lay on a solid wooden table. Li Chengfeng, Wang Wusheng, and Zhao Lie sat around it, looking at the manuals with smiles on their faces.
"These Iron Mountain Fist and Iron Leg Kick techniques are both martial arts passed down by martial academies—nothing remarkable. But this Wind-Chasing Spear is quite exquisite. It clearly bears the hand of Thirteen Linked Docks."
Wang Wusheng stroked his long beard and looked at the three manuals with a smile. "Those two obtained such exquisite martial techniques, yet failed to master them before dying by our hands. Truly, heaven has punished them!"
"Hahaha! Elder Hero Wang has eradicated an enemy, earned three merit rewards from the Martial Hall, and now gained these three techniques as well. This is truly cause for celebration!"
Zhao Lie, seated to one side, spoke with a beaming smile. Once he finished, his gaze fixed brightly on Wang Wusheng. "I think we should quickly make complete copies of these three manuals, each take one set, then promptly head to the Martial Hall to claim the rewards. It would be best to put this matter to rest."
"I wonder what Elder Hero Wang thinks?"
There was a probing note in Zhao Lie's voice.
Li Chengfeng also looked over with a smile.
Now that the matter was done, it was hard to say whether Wang Wusheng would honestly abide by their prior agreement or try to stir up further trouble.
Thus, both men wanted to settle the matter as soon as possible.
Compared to his share of the exotic beasts raised in Wang Wusheng's two hundred mu of mountain forest, this True Qi martial technique, though exquisite, no longer held such powerful appeal.
"Of course. Put off