The Villain's Counterattack

Time is the most valuable and the least valuable thing. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed. The eight-year-old Lin Pingzhi has become much stronger than before. The pretty boy has turned into a heroic young man. He still seems a little young, so let's call him a heroic young boy.

During this year, Lin Pingzhi insisted on practicing martial arts every day. He only dealt with the Exorcism Sword Technique in a perfunctory manner, but worked hard on the basic sword techniques. With the help of his mother, he learned all 108 "Heaven-Flipping Palm" moves and 18 "Silver Feather Arrows".

This 108-style "Turning Sky Palm" is actually a unique skill similar to Huashan Hunyuan Gong, which can generate pure internal strength from the outside. However, it is not easy to reach this level. Because it looks like an external kung fu, my father gave up on it early.

Silver Feather Arrow is a very sophisticated acupuncture skill. It looks good when used without internal force, but it cannot break the defense of a master of internal force. It seems to be very effective against villains.

Lin Pingzhi's morning jogs were replaced with martial arts training, with the addition of plum blossom piles and balance beam exercises, which amazed many escorts and porters, but few could complete them. Lin Pingzhi, however, argued that this was something he had seen at Southern Shaolin Temple, and that as their basic skills, there must be a reason for it.

Lin Zhennan smiled wryly and shook his head. Most Shaolin disciples practiced clumsy external skills, but his precious son treated them as secrets and kept them secret, acting like he'd discovered a great secret and taken advantage of it. His son's progress was indeed rapid, but the only downside was that he wasn't paying much attention to the family's inherited sword technique.

"It took only a year to eliminate 3.2% of the resentment. Can the remaining 90% or so be completely eliminated within 15 years? This stuff won't accumulate in the next world, right?" After using a little trick to deal with Master Chen, Lin Pingzhi clapped his hands and went back to prepare medicinal food.

At the young age of eight, he made the porters and escorts complain bitterly. It was not only because of the mission or his identity, but also because this kid's brains and skills were really good.

He studied literature and practiced martial arts, visited people around him who had special skills, and obtained three medicinal recipes from an old gourmet. Thanks to the strong financial support of the Fuwei Escort Agency, Lin Pingzhi was able to make his not-so-strong body become far superior to that of his peers.

Looking at Escort Chen with a big red paper stuck on his butt, Lin Zhennan sighed that his son's Flipping Sky Palm was becoming more and more successful, but at the same time he was secretly laughing and crying. For some reason, his son had become more mischievous in the past year, often doing some ridiculous pranks, making the whole escort agency a mess.

Fortunately, he had no ill intentions and would make some compensation every time he played a prank on someone, so everyone would just laugh it off in the end. At such a young age, his kung fu skills were almost as good as when he was thirteen or fourteen years old.

Lin Zhennan was overjoyed, yet at the same time, he wondered if he was getting old. Yesterday, while practicing the Sky-Flipping Palm with his son, he had been robbed by this brat, leaving a red palm print on his butt. It was a huge embarrassment. If it weren't for that woman who always protected him, he would have taught him the true meaning of a father's authority.

A look of worry appeared on her face. It seemed that her son had some health problems. One day, she found that her son did not show up on time, so she secretly went to his bedroom. She found that her son was gritting his teeth and clenching his hands. His whole body was shaking violently. Although it was a short time, he was sweating profusely and even had blood at the corners of his mouth.

When I asked him indirectly, he said he had been too eager to practice and had gone astray, and that a profound inner cultivation technique would cure him. He then urged me and my wife to work harder, saying he was bored and wanted a sibling to play with. Finally, after being slapped by my wife, he finally calmed down, but it gave me a few days of rare tenderness.

Then, my wife actually became pregnant, and it has been more than three months now.

"Father, I want to go to a famous sect in the world to become a disciple. Please agree." Lin Pingzhi has some understanding of the so-called resentment mission. It is not as simple as completing the daily optional tasks. The optional tasks are the key to whether you need to suffer the torture of life and death talismans the next day. The resentment points brought to you are not much.

Taking the initiative to commit suicide, even if it is not part of the mission, can also eliminate resentment points as long as you get likes, such as running away from the escort car and being caught, or burning the beard of the old scholar who taught you the Analects, etc.

"But, there is only one premise, you can't leave FJ Province." Lin Zhennan would never believe that this kid wanted to travel around the world. He was just a kid who liked to play pranks. He had one idea after another every day and was always restless. You couldn't take his words seriously.

Just yesterday he asked me to take him hunting, and I had prepared everything, but I found out that this kid had already gone to the Master's College to learn from him. I waited for an hour in vain, and when I came back I still couldn't say anything to him.

The boy then confidently said, "I was planning to indulge in hunting, but suddenly I had a thought: 'You won't know until you learn. I should study hard while I have such a good time.' So I hurried off to the academy. In my eagerness to learn, I forgot my father was still waiting. It's my fault."

The wife, with her pregnant belly, called out in her ear: "Master."

Then Lin Zhennan's anger disappeared. These two women were really his nemesis.

"Deal! It's Southern Shaolin. I heard their Luohan Fist is quite authentic and more suitable for Bai Er to learn. I plan to ask them to promote it in our escort agency. There's also the Luohan Breaking Discipline Knife. Wow, that power..."

"No matter how powerful it is, can it compare to our family's Exorcism Sword? You are picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons, you..." Lin Zhennan didn't know what to say, but this kid's basic swordsmanship had improved a lot. The speed and strength of the sword had increased significantly, and a sudden blow could make him shiver.

His son's study of the Heaven-Flipping Palm had inspired him to study the same technique. While it wasn't as profound as the Exorcism Sword Technique, it was still a unique martial art, wasn't it? He didn't know why his son, who had inherited his wife's good looks, was so drawn to this hand technique. Although he was only eight years old, three or five ordinary men couldn't defeat him.

This kid looks like a good kid, but he is actually very shady. He has trained the silver-feather arrows into invisible darts. When fighting, he can hit me with one blow. I have even been hit by his blows before. However, his style is really not fair at all. I beat him up badly. I feel like I have beaten him more times in the past year than in the previous seven years.

"Okay, I'll let Escort Master Bai and Escort Master Chen take ten porters to accompany you, and by the way, ask for a consecrated magic tool for your mother to nourish the fetus." Lin Zhennan waved his hand and let him do as he pleased. As long as he didn't leave Fujian, there would be no problem.

"Father, please prepare a whole pig for me. I want to hold a pig banquet at Southern Shaolin Temple."

"It's okay to do stupid things at home, but you better behave yourself when you go out. No one will spoil you like your father would." Lin Zhennan glanced at him sideways. This time he wanted to let him hit a wall, so that he wouldn't do something stupid in the future and bring trouble to his family.

Who can be more suicidal than you, father? You cling to the meaningless ancestral teachings, have no real strength but hide the hidden dangers of peerless martial arts. Your son is saving you.

Lin Pingzhi: Oh, it's so hard to have such a conservative father! Fortunately, my younger brothers and sisters were born soon to help share the burden.

Lin Zhennan: Oh, it's so hard to have such a suicidal son! Fortunately, a younger brother was born soon to share the risk, so that this kid wouldn't really ruin the family business.