What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 31 Liuhe Spear
Xia Qing couldn't help but feel anxious as she waited for Grandpa Zhang for a long time.

If he were just a stranger, he wouldn't be so sentimental and blame everything on himself.

However, Zhang Hai and Grandpa Zhang had received money and he had promised to go and resolve the matter.

If someone dies because of one's absence, then one cannot escape blame, both morally and logically.

"Excuse me, does anyone know where Grandpa Zhang lives? He's the one who used to practice Tai Chi here."

After a moment's thought, Xia Qing decided to take the initiative.

He will feel uneasy if he doesn't address this issue.

Moreover, whether it's stimulating the awakening of martial arts skills or hunting nightmares to obtain the origin, this matter is beneficial and harmless.

"Old Zhang? We're usually familiar with each other, but I've never actually asked where he lives..."

"It seems like he doesn't live here. I always see him being picked up and dropped off by car..."

With Xia Qing's 'master' level reputation here, he naturally has no shortage of responses.

Unfortunately, I was unable to get their contact information in the end.

Most of the elderly people who frequent this area know Old Zhang, but he doesn't live nearby.

His relationship with everyone was like that of a professional friend. Although they were familiar with each other during their daily morning exercise, few people actually bothered to find out his background. If asked for his name and address, no one could answer.

"There's nothing I can do about it."

Thus, Xia Qing sighed and could only tell Grandpa Zhang and the others to pray for their own good fortune.

Regardless, life must go on.

After instructing Xu Dashan for a while, Xia Qing sent him away. He then focused his mind and cleared his thoughts, and together with Old Li, they practiced Iron Head Kung Fu by crashing into trees.

But when it comes to this skill, even Old Li doesn't seem to have a method. He's just been hitting trees, and over time, he's gradually become tough and resilient.

However, these hard skills are basically all like this, relying on the slow and steady process of physical injury and self-healing.

After practicing for a while, Xia Qing felt she couldn't take it anymore and had to stop.

But instead of resting, he sought out an old man who practiced wielding a large spear.

Unlike Iron Head Kung Fu, which relies purely on adaptation, this spear technique has many intricacies and cannot be mastered without a teacher's guidance.

The old man practicing his spear-shaking technique clearly possesses considerable skill. His spear, over three meters long, is so powerful that even a normal person couldn't lift it horizontally due to the leverage principle.

This old man could hold the pole by the end with one hand, raise it horizontally, block and strike, and swing it with great force.

It's hard to judge his performance in actual combat, but his skill level is definitely not lacking; it's clear he's been immersed in the field for many years.

Hero Park is home to quite a few hidden talents like this.

"Sir, what's the secret to your marksmanship? Does it have a name?"

Xia Qing watched from the sidelines for a while, then tried to approach her to strike up a conversation and ask for her advice.

"The Eight Extremes Spear, also known as the Eight Extremes Six Harmonies Spear."

Although the old man who practiced shooting had been practicing on his own and hadn't learned boxing from Xia Qing like the others, the place was so small that he naturally recognized Xia Qing.

The voice wasn't particularly enthusiastic, but it wasn't cold either.

"Oh? The old man is actually a successor of Bajiquan?"

Xia Qing's eyes lit up.

Since his own abilities were inextricably linked to martial arts, he naturally did some research on the relevant information.

Wen has Taiji to stabilize the world, and Wu has Baji to stabilize the world.

Although this statement is mostly a misinterpretation, its original meaning actually refers to terms related to the I Ching rather than two martial arts styles.

However, this did not prevent Tai Chi and Bajiquan from being compared by enthusiasts and gaining widespread fame.

But when it comes to actual combat, Bajiquan is far more famous than Tai Chi.

The Baji Liuhe Spear is a spear technique that is part of Bajiquan (Eight Extremities Fist).

This is very common in Xia Kingdom martial arts, where the vast majority of boxing techniques are accompanied by weapon usage techniques that are inherited from the same lineage.

After all, when it comes to fighting, fists are no match for sharp blades, and those who practiced martial arts in the past weren't stupid.

"What's this talk about passing on skills to others? These days, if you want to learn, you can pay tuition and learn anywhere." Grandpa Baji maintained his indifferent attitude.

"Then... is there a way to avoid paying?"

Xia Qing coughed lightly.

Everything else is negotiable.

I don't have any money...

Although not much of the 18,000 yuan in the account was actually used, the extravagant spending had damaged his fortune, and it was only a matter of time before he lost it all.

Debts at this causal level will only trigger a stronger chain reaction, and absolutely cannot be touched.

All he has left to use are a few hundred yuan.

"You want to learn?"

Grandpa Baji glanced at Xia Qing, finally finished his set of moves, and stood still with his spear.

"I want to learn, but I don't have the money."

Xia Qing confessed sincerely.

"If you want to learn, here, hold the butt of the gun and lift it up with one hand."

Grandpa Baji threw over a spear that was more than three meters long.

Xia Qing reached out and caught it, and tried as instructed.

It was quite difficult when I first tried it.

The entire spear was already quite heavy, and holding only one end due to the leverage principle made it feel even heavier.

Fortunately, after undergoing dual physical enhancement through Tai Chi Chuan and Money Dart techniques, his current physical condition is definitely outstanding among ordinary people, and he also has a solid foundation in generating power.

"rise!"

Xia Qing gripped the butt of the gun, spun it around, and held it horizontally, where it remained motionless in mid-air.

"Good! I didn't realize this young man actually had some skill!"

When the Eight Great Elders saw Xia Qing's move, their eyes lit up, and they were no longer the indifferent people they had been before.

He usually just did morning exercises here, so he never saw Xia Qing practice his boxing for real that first time.

Hearing that the exercise was Tai Chi, and that everyone was calling him "Master," he naturally assumed they were just fake masters who were ruining the reputation of traditional Chinese martial arts.

Unexpectedly, this casual display of skill revealed his true mastery.

Everything else can be faked, but pure power and the exertion of force cannot be faked.

"The most essential technique in marksmanship is simply thrusting. If you can thrust accurately, quickly, and fiercely, then you've achieved a minor level of proficiency in marksmanship."

Grandpa Baji got excited and pointed to a small bottle cap hanging not far ahead, saying, "Come on, puncture that bottle cap."

"Row."

For Xia Qing, this was child's play.

The essence of the Money Dart technique lies in its combination of power and accuracy.

He directly regarded the spear as a special long spear, pretended to throw it, and then transformed the throw into a thrust.

laugh!
A single shot, like a dragon emerging from the sea, easily pierced the bottle cap.

You should know that this bottle cap is so small and wobbly that it doesn't bear any force when suspended in the air.

As for that three-meter-long spear, even if an ordinary person could barely lift it, their hands would tremble uncontrollably.

Xia Qing's casual shot was so skillful, a perfect combination of power and technique, truly exquisite.

"You little punk, you've got training, huh? Trying to make fun of me."

The Eight Extremes Grandfather blew his beard and glared.

"No, really. I've just practiced some other martial arts, so I guess you could say I've learned a bit from other styles."

Xia Qing sighed and explained, then looked at him again: "Grandpa, what should we do next?"

(End of this chapter)