Let's See Who Kills Whom!

"Why did Li Chengfeng look so much sturdier?"

As Liu Yong's heart hardened, he thought of the aura he had just seen around Li Chengfeng, and a trace of puzzlement surfaced between his brows.

Li Chengfeng was still the one he had arranged for Liu Hong to ambush with a cudgel. One blow had put him in bed for two or three days before he recovered, and when Liu Yong had seen him a few days ago, he had still looked timid and shrinking. How had he become so full of vigor today?

"Looks like he ate his fill of meat and toughened himself up running around in the mountains."

When Liu Yong thought of how he had actually been pressured by that strong frame of his just now, to the point that he had not dared to fall out with him for a moment, shame and anger filled his heart. With an ugly expression, he strode into Master Zheng's home.

"Hmph, you like hunting in the mountains and forests for meat, do you? I'd like to see whether you'll still have that air about you when death is staring you in the face..."

"..."

Walking on the road home, Li Chengfeng thought of the scene where he had spoken with Liu Yong just now, and a smile could not help but appear on his face.

He clenched his firm, powerful fist, lowered his head to look at the solid muscles on his arm, and felt how much stronger his body was compared to when he had first transmigrated. He chuckled inwardly.

"Good thing I trained my body up. Otherwise, Liu Yong absolutely wouldn't have loosened his tongue so easily."

Li Chengfeng thought to himself, the smile on his face growing more satisfied. "With this, if Liu Yong wants to stir up trouble again, at the very least it'll be after I finish eating the pork and enter the mountains and forests."

He thought of the ruthless look Liu Yong had worn when he gave that final warning, and a sharp gleam flashed through his eyes.

"You want to kill me? Hmph! Let's see who ends up killing who!"

Li Chengfeng sneered inwardly. His Taiji Fist had only just risen by one level, yet he already possessed such a wondrous power as Whole-Body Power, enough to make Liu Yong wary.

Once he raised Taiji Fist to an even higher level, trained out an even stronger body, and added the Archery he planned to break through to mastery at home over these next few days...

At that time, in the mountains and forests, who killed who would still be hard to say!

"Forget it. Since that's the case, I'll first train my Archery to great success at home."

Thoughts flickered through Li Chengfeng's mind. He settled himself, then strode toward home.

Before long, he returned home and knocked on the courtyard gate. Liu Yuniang hurried over to open it for him.

"Chengfeng, nothing happened, right?"

Seeing that Li Chengfeng had gone out to handle business and come back so quickly, Liu Yuniang asked with concern.

"It's nothing. Set your heart at ease."

Li Chengfeng spoke with a smile on his face. As he talked, he raised his brows at her. "It's just that I'll have to trouble Yuniang to weave me a target out of straw. I want to practice my archery."

"A straw target? All right!"

When Liu Yuniang heard that Li Chengfeng wanted her help, she immediately spoke happily. But after saying that, she thought for a moment and could not help looking at him as she asked, "What should the target be woven like?"

"About the same as a seat cushion, round and as thick as a palm. It doesn't need to be too big, about the size of a washbasin is fine."

Only then did Li Chengfeng remember that Liu Yuniang, as a simple woman of the lower classes, had never seen these things before, so he immediately explained with a smile.

"Mm, all right. I'll go weave it for you now."

As soon as Liu Yuniang heard that, she had a sense of what to do. While speaking, she set off, ran over to the firewood stack to pull out straw, and began weaving swiftly.

Li Chengfeng watched Liu Yuniang's movements, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Having an understanding woman at home really was good.

With that thought in his heart, Li Chengfeng did not stay idle while Liu Yuniang wove the arrow target. Instead, he took out the Laminated Bamboo Bow and his old bamboo arrows, tidied them up, and only after ensuring they could be used did he place them aside in satisfaction.

To train Archery, he did not plan to use the strong bow he had just acquired, because that brand-new, hard-drawing bow was too powerful. Practicing with it would both be tiring and easily damage the arrow shafts, so it was better to use this Laminated Bamboo Bow for practice.

"Panel practice only requires going all out and concentrating fully. There's no need to use the most powerful bow to train."

Thoughts flickered through Li Chengfeng's mind. Then he steadied himself and stood up. Knowing that Liu Yuniang would still need some time to finish weaving the arrow target, he was not in a hurry to practice archery right now. Instead, under the cover of the bamboo grove, he first cultivated Taiji Fist.

As soon as he unfolded the forms, Li Chengfeng quickly began cultivating.

"Whoosh~"

Whole-Body Power surged through his body. Every move and every form of Li Chengfeng's was filled with a sense of virile strength. His body's movements were coordinated to the utmost, carrying a smoothness that was relaxed and natural.

He devoted himself entirely to the cultivation of Taiji Fist. Each time he practiced it through, he rested for a few minutes, comprehended it for a moment, then rose and practiced again. Before he knew it, he had trained for the entire morning.

Only when hunger made him stop did he discover that Liu Yuniang had already finished making the arrow target he needed.

"Chengfeng, do you think this target will work?"

Liu Yuniang had already made lunch. Seeing Li Chengfeng look over, she quickly brought the straw target she had woven, as thick as a fist, over for Li Chengfeng to see, and asked him about it.

"Not bad at all. Yuniang really has a clever heart and skillful hands. This target looks useful just from looking at it!"

Li Chengfeng took one look and, greatly satisfied, smiled.

As the daughter of a lower-class family, Liu Yuniang was quite deft with her hands and clever-hearted. Although this was only her first time making a target, the one she had woven was extremely tight and sturdy, simply perfect for use as an arrow target.

"It's good as long as I can help you."

Hearing Li Chengfeng's words, Liu Yuniang showed a happy smile on her face and spoke in a soft, gentle voice.

As she spoke, she brought a large basin of already cooked pork and vegetables to the table, then served a basin and a bowl of rice. She handed the basin of rice to Li Chengfeng and kept the bowl for herself, smiling as she sat down with him on the stone slab at home and began to eat.

During the morning while Li Chengfeng had been practicing martial arts, she had not only woven the target, but also made the food.

"Just sitting on a stone slab won't do. When I have the leisure later, I'll have to make a table and a few chairs."

Li Chengfeng swept a glance around the room, taking in the newly built stove, the iron pot propped on stones, the stone slab table he sat at, the stone stools, and the broken window beside them. Then he looked around at the rest of the house, thoughts flickering through his mind.

Furniture had to be bought too. Tables and chairs, beds, cabinets—they all had to be made sturdy, tidied up properly.

Even the courtyard and the house itself would need a good fixing-up once the matter before him was completely settled.

Only once everything was put in order would it feel like a home, a place where people could live well.

Thoughts surged through Li Chengfeng's mind, but those were matters for later, so he did not mention them much. He only let the ideas flash through his heart, then turned his attention to eating.

"You should eat more of this fatty meat."

While they ate, Liu Yuniang could not help but place pieces of fatty meat into Li Chengfeng's bowl.

In this era, for ordinary commoners, fatty meat was better than lean meat. It was good stuff that could both render oil and still be eaten as meat.

The reason Li Chengfeng's household now had so much lard was precisely because, after more than two months into spring, that wild boar had put on fat, and the oil had come from rendering its fatty meat. So in Liu Yuniang's heart, fatty meat was something very good.

"You should eat more too."

Li Chengfeng knew his current body lacked energy, so he accepted everything that came his way, eating both fatty and lean meat. But while eating, he did not forget to pick up a chopstickful for Liu Yuniang as well.

Seeing how Li Chengfeng cared for her, Liu Yuniang felt moved. She nodded hard, parted her rosy lips, picked up a piece of fatty meat that had already had its oil rendered, put it in her mouth, and chewed with satisfaction.