Chapter 515: It’s never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years—no, even a hundred years!
Wang Ping'an looked at Zhang Chengyong lying on the ground, feeling a little distressed. His murderous intent towards Ji Nian and even Yuan Ziming increased a little bit, and he secretly said:

'Ji Nian, Ji Nian, please don't let me down. I was merciful and spared your life, but not only did I fail to avenge my uncle, I didn't even gain any merit by letting you escape with your life.

You must not let Yuan Ziming, who harmed you, go. If you fail to kill him, I will tear you into pieces to vent my hatred!'

With his current abilities, and the accumulation of a large number of talents, skills, techniques... and so on, let alone the fact that Yuan Ziming is protected by Luo Lekang, even if Luo Lekang provides 24-hour personal protection, he still has a chance to kill Yuan Ziming. But who can blame Yuan Ziming for being the son of the prefect of Fengyin County?

He did not take action, not because he was afraid of the Fengyin County Magistrate, but because he cared about Da Xia, which was behind the Fengyin County Magistrate.

of course.

Or was it because he was too kind after all? Although Yuan Ziming, this beast, did things like forced buying and selling, he did not commit murder or robbery after all.

Even if his cousin was injured, it was Ji Nian's own initiative. Even if he took his anger out on Yuan Ziming, there was no way he would look for an opportunity to kill Yuan Ziming 24 hours a day just because of this small issue.

but.

If Ji Nian had the opportunity to kill Yuan Ziming, not only would he not stop him, but if there was a chance, he would also create opportunities for Ji Nian.

After all, when it comes to dog-eat-dog stuff, I'm afraid anyone, let alone him, would like to watch the fun.

Skills: Healing!
Wang Ping'an's mind moved, and the spiritual energy wandering between heaven and earth subconsciously, as if received an inexplicable call, swarmed towards Zhang Chengyong from all directions.

At his current position, there appeared a paper man next to Zhang Chengyong. The man had many skills that he could use, but he had no way to mobilize the magic power in his body.

It can only rely on the spiritual energy wandering between heaven and earth. The effect may not be as good as magic power plus spiritual energy, but relying solely on spiritual energy can at least exert about 80% of the effect.

"What's going on here?"

Zhang Chengyong collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, gasping for breath and struggling to recover his injured body. Suddenly, he noticed.

Waves of unknown energy swarmed in from all directions, enveloped him as he stared in astonishment, and seeped into his body through his pores.

"Is this spiritual energy?"

Zhang Chengyong could clearly feel that as this unknown energy penetrated into his body, the pain in his body, like a knife twisting, was relieved and even repaired. Suddenly, he remembered what his master had said. His eyes suddenly lit up and he asked in confusion:
"How can there be spiritual energy?"

next moment.

Zhang Chengyong did not bother to guess why the spiritual energy surrounding his body came. He endured the burning pain all over his body, sat cross-legged, and practiced a technique that his master had once taught him.

Time passed by unknowingly. It was unknown how much time had passed. The spiritual energy surrounding Zhang Chengyong was completely absorbed into his body. Apart from a part of it being used to repair the damage to his body, the rest of the spiritual energy, under the operation of the exercises, turned into a stream of pure true qi, which circulated in the meridians and opened up the sea of ​​​​qi.

Not long after.

Zhang Chengyong opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in them, his face and eyes were filled with unconcealable joy, he said excitedly:

"Opening up the sea of ​​​​qi, is this what the master often talks about as the training of a warrior?" When he was young, his father used his connections to send him to a martial arts school in the county to learn martial arts. He showed excellent talent for martial arts very early and was noticed by the owner of the martial arts school, who accepted him as a disciple and taught him hand-in-hand. After so many years of hard training, his training level gradually broke through from a martial artist to a warrior, but he failed to cross the threshold of a warrior.

There is no other way. One has to absorb the spiritual energy into the body, transform it into true qi through the exercises, circulate it through the meridians in the body, open up the qi sea, and store the true qi.

According to his master, he is one of the best among his peers in terms of both talent and cultivation. Even his master in his time could not compare to him.

He failed to break through to the warrior level. It was not his fault, but because the warrior level was a big threshold for martial arts practice.

Many martial artists can only be called true martial artists when their cultivation breaks through to that of a warrior. Only with true qi can they display martial arts that only other martial artists have.

With his level of cultivation, he only needed to practice hard for a few more years, relying on the method of water dripping through a stone, to store drop after drop of true Qi in his body, and eventually rely on these drop after drop of true Qi to gather it into a sea.

Finally, he used a large amount of true Qi to open up the Qi Sea in his body, breaking through to the level of a warrior and becoming a true martial artist.

How to know.

He was surprisingly lucky today, he didn't know what happened, but a surge of spiritual energy suddenly appeared, allowing him to break through to the warrior level.

“So, after being beaten up by Ji Nian and losing half my life, it was actually a good thing for me. If I hadn’t been beaten up by him, I might not have been able to break through to the level of a warrior and would have had to practice hard for several more years!”

Although he said this, if one looked closely, the hatred in Zhang Chengyong's eyes was difficult to conceal. He said:
"But don't think, Ji Nian, that I will thank you. Don't worry, the next time I see you, I will make you pay the price!"

He is not a petty person, but he is not a magnanimous person either. He is just a person who will repay kindness and avenge hatred.

Just now.

He thought he had not done anything extreme, but Ji Nian knocked him out without saying a word, causing him to lose half his life. At that time, he had already hated Ji Nian, and he swore that he would take revenge when he found the opportunity.

Never thought...

The opportunity came so quickly!

A fierce look flashed across Zhang Chengyong's eyes, and the next moment, the scene of Ji Nian slapping him away appeared in his mind again. He sighed slightly and said in disappointment:
“Unfortunately, although I have broken through to the level of a warrior, judging from the ability Ji Nian just displayed, he must be at least a martial artist.

At least in front of my master, I don’t feel as powerless as I do in front of him. His cultivation must be stronger than my master’s. If I want to seek revenge on him, I have to continue practicing!"

Although he said this, Zhang Chengyong did not show any frustration on his face. He knew one thing very well:
A gentleman's revenge is never too late!
Even though his cultivation and talent may not be as good as Ji Nian's, he believed that he would be able to live for a few more years. Even if he would never be Ji Nian's opponent in his entire life, he was sure that Ji Nian would be old and dying. At that time, he would be able to vent the hatred in his heart by taking revenge.

Not afraid of being laughed at!

That's right.

He is the kind of person who will remember hatred for the rest of his life!

(End of this chapter)