Jia Qingshan's Conditions

"Xingyi Quan?"

Wu Ming was slightly taken aback. This style of martial arts had indeed been part of his cultivation plan, and it ranked rather high on his list of priorities.

However, his original plan had been to cooperate with the government.

Over the past few days, the creatures beneath the Jinjiang River, where the RR Virus was especially concentrated, had already begun displaying obvious physical mutations.

Wu Ming had planned to hunt a few of them as samples, using them to warn the government to prepare for animal mutations in advance. He could then naturally bring up his desire to practice martial arts and rely on the government's powerful intelligence network to find suitable Internal Martial Arts masters for him.

With the dual merits of the epidemic prevention handbook and the Beast Tide warning, he believed the higher-ups would not refuse such a small request.

But now, things seemed to have changed. Before he could contact Zhao Minghui, Zhu Huazhi had proactively recommended a Xingyi Quan master to him—the owner of Kyoto's Xingyi Martial Arts Hall.

But the question now was just how skilled that hall owner was, and whether he could meet Wu Ming's requirements.

"Could you tell me about this Xingyi hall owner, Master?" Wu Ming asked. "To be honest, I've searched online for information on various martial arts schools these past few days, but I don't seem to have seen any information about this one."

"It's normal that you couldn't find it." Zhu Huazhi remained calm. "That's because Kyoto's Xingyi Martial Arts Hall isn't open to the public. It is a family inheritance, and everyone learning martial arts there is a member of the Jia Family."

"As for their family's Xingyi inheritance, it can be traced back to the period of the War of Resistance."

"Back then, the Jia Family's old master, Jia Yunlong, known as 'Dragon Fist,' even participated in the War of Resistance and the war to aid Korea. His Dragon Form Fist was said to make gods and ghosts flee. He was a truly formidable man."

"Later, after the nation was established and life became stable, Old Master Jia married and had children, passing down all his skills. It has now been passed down for three generations."

"The current hall owner, Jia Qingshan, is the third-generation inheritor of Jia-style Xingyi and Old Master Jia's grandson."

"His martial arts are among the very best in the entire Internal Martial Arts circle. He even has a nickname: Jia Invincible!"

"If you can become his disciple, you will certainly learn the finest inheritance and bring your strength to its fullest potential."

By this point, Wu Ming was already somewhat tempted.

He trusted Zhu Huazhi's judgment. For this proud and stubborn old man to praise someone so highly, that person must possess genuine skill.

At that moment, an idea struck him. Smiling, he said, "Master, I am deeply grateful that you are willing to recommend a martial arts hall. However, there is still one thing I do not understand."

"Since Jia-style Xingyi is a family inheritance and does not accept outsiders as disciples, why did you mention this martial arts hall, Master? Could there be some hidden reason?"

"Not at all." Zhu Huazhi shook his head. "I won't hide it from you, young friend. Jia Qingshan and I have been friends for many years. We met when I was studying in Kyoto."

"Later, after I returned to my hometown to teach, I still kept in contact with Kyoto."

He paused, his tone becoming slightly heavy. "Eight days ago, Hongyu was infected by the virus and fell into a coma. I nearly begged every connection I had. Fortunately, the special medicine you sent allowed me to get through that crisis."

"Then, two days ago, Jia Qingshan suddenly contacted me and asked about the source of that special medicine."

Wu Ming raised an eyebrow. "Does he need special medicine too?"

"Not him. His nephew needs it." Zhu Huazhi sighed. "I know his nephew. He has been frail since childhood and has spent years recuperating at the martial arts hall. I never expected him to contract the virus and remain unconscious to this day."

"Although the Jia Family has connections in the military, the country's control over special medicine is extremely strict now. The medicine allocated to officers and soldiers may only be taken by the recipients themselves and is strictly forbidden from being taken elsewhere."

"Therefore, after Jia Qingshan heard about Hongyu, he immediately contacted me. He wanted me to act as an intermediary for a deal. He said he was willing to pay any price for it."

"So that's how it is. No wonder you suddenly brought this up, Master." Wu Ming understood, then smiled. "What a coincidence. I'm lacking in everything right now except special medicine."

"Besides, as time passes, this medicine will become less and less valuable. It would be better to use it in a trade and put it to good use."

"Master, please tell Hall Master Jia that I am willing to trade with him, with the price being that he teaches Xingyi Quan."

As he spoke, he caught sight of Ruan Qingzhu from the corner of his eye. After a brief thought, he added, "Oh, and please ask him one more thing for me. Can there be one more spot for learning martial arts?"

"All right, I'll contact him now." Zhu Huazhi did not ask further questions and directly took out his phone to make the call.

A moment later.

"Oh, really? Then I won't stand on ceremony."

After hanging up, Zhu Huazhi smiled. "Jia Qingshan agreed. Two spots for learning martial arts, but he needs you to go to Kyoto as soon as possible. He will reimburse your airfare."

Wu Ming knew that a life was at stake, so he nodded. "No problem. I'll book the tickets right away."

Then he looked at Ruan Qingzhu. "Qingzhu, you're coming with me."

"Ah, I'm going too?" Ruan Qingzhu pointed at herself.

"Of course." Wu Ming smiled faintly. "If you want to awaken Spiritual Force, you must first develop your body to a certain degree. Internal Martial Arts are an excellent choice and far faster than training at home."

"Really?" The moment she heard Spiritual Force, Ruan Qingzhu could no longer sit still. She said eagerly, "Then I want to go!"

"Mm, we'll book the same flight later."

As Wu Ming spoke, he looked at Zhu Huazhi. "What about you, Master?"

"I'll go as well."

Zhu Huazhi looked at his daughter. "Hongyu, you should go with the two of them too."

"Ah! I have to go too?" Zhu Hongyu was stunned, not expecting this to involve her.

"Yes."

Zhu Huazhi explained, "Jia Qingshan told me that the RR Virus is like a key that unlocks the human Gene Lock. Those who have been infected by the virus not only experience a significant increase in physical fitness, but even their genetic limits are raised by a great deal."

"When such people practice Internal Martial Arts, their efficiency will be several times that of ordinary people. They may even easily break through the body's limits and gain unimaginably terrifying power."

"You've seen Young Friend Wu's strength, haven't you? If you seriously practice Xingyi Quan, you will absolutely have a chance of reaching his level in the future."

"But what about school..." Zhu Hongyu still hesitated.

Zhu Huazhi decisively said, "You don't need to worry about that. I'll handle the procedures for you to take a leave of absence. You only need to go with Young Friend Wu and the others."

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Ming. "Sorry, young friend. Jia Qingshan was the one who brought this up. He asked me to send Hongyu along as well."

"Don't worry. Hongyu won't affect your two spots."

"It's fine." Wu Ming smiled. With his spiritual perception, he had naturally heard their conversation.

Whether Jia Qingshan was doing it out of consideration for an old friend, or because he felt that since the family inheritance was already being taught to outsiders, one more or one fewer made no difference—

In any case, not only had the other party agreed to Wu Ming's request for two spots, he had also given Zhu Huazhi an additional spot and specifically named Zhu Hongyu to go along. He would teach them all.

And that was how the scene just now had come about.