Kill Me More Times, I'll Become Invincible-Chapter 381:

To advance his martial arts further, he needed to seek other opportunities, such as…

"This opportunity, as the townsfolk say, is not to be missed. Regret would last a lifetime." Xue Changhe couldn’t help but clench his fists with excitement he couldn’t contain.

Having seen a member of the Qiao family achieve immortality with a sword, hearing that the Qiao family’s master was publicly teaching martial arts left him joyfully speechless.

"Maybe…"

"Perhaps my Xue family’s thousand-year-old aspiration can be fulfilled, and today is the turning point."

Xue Changhe gobbled down the food on the table, stood up, and left. As a newcomer to Heyang City, he wanted to learn more.

About half a cup of tea later.

Qiao Mu walked into the inn’s lobby.

At that moment, people in the lobby were still eagerly discussing the Qiao family master teaching martial arts. Qiao Mu listened attentively, looked surprised, but did not stop, and went upstairs to a private room.

As soon as he entered, bandit Zhang Kui was already waiting inside.

A table of dishes had been served, Zhang Kui hadn’t touched his chopsticks, but there was a faint smell of alcohol on him, and his face showed signs of being slightly drunk.

"Drinking so early in the morning?" Qiao Mu casually asked.

"Senior Qiao, please don’t be angry, it’s just that I couldn’t resist…" Bandit Zhang Kui tugged at the corner of his mouth, as if trying to smile, but the smile seemed somewhat forced.

During these days.

Since arriving in Heyang City, Qiao Mu hadn’t seen Wang Songhe at all.

He even doubted that the matter of Wang Songhe in Heyang City was just a rumor.

After all, in the city, Qiao Jinyin was very successful, he became a respected guest of South King, while also getting along well with Lord Lou, laughing and joking, and proudly supporting the Qiao family to join the Southern Army uprising.

If Wang Songhe were here, he would definitely not be unaware of this matter.

But…

"Senior Qiao, I have met Brother Wang Songhe." Bandit Zhang Kui raised his glass, his eyes slightly drunk, and said:

"Recently, he has been busy with leading the uprising in Nan Province and dealing with Immortal Gate Xuantian Sect. He is overwhelmed. Due to the sensitivity of his identity, he cannot meet privately with Senior Qiao to discuss the immortal-slaying cause. Please understand."

Qiao Mu’s eyes shifted slightly.

This bandit Zhang Kui, who emerged from the mountains in Southwest Province, is not used to speaking politely. Looking at Zhang Kui’s slightly drunken state, these words were likely a relay…

"Sensitive identity, not suitable for face-to-face talks, reasonable." Qiao Mu nodded, but then asked:

"Why did Qiao Jinyin become a guest of honor at South King’s place all of a sudden?"

The bandit named Zhang Kui hesitated visibly.

He mumbled for a moment, then awkwardly said:

"Senior Qiao, please don’t be mad. I was in a hurry to talk to our big brother, so I didn’t remember about this."

"Or maybe I’ll go see big brother again tomorrow, and ask him carefully if there is some strategic plan involved in this?"

Zhang Kui, the typical mountain man, rough and tough in nature, forgetting about this for a moment actually fits his character, making it reasonable.

Qiao Mu glanced at Zhang Kui, who already seemed a bit drunk, but didn’t say much more.

After having their fill, Qiao Mu made up an excuse to go see Qiao Jinyin, and Zhang Kui didn’t stop him, letting Qiao Mu leave.

However, once Qiao Mu had left, Zhang Kui sat alone in the elegant private room, the forced smile that was on his face before disappeared.

Rough doesn’t mean uncaring, Zhang Kui met with South King privately before, but didn’t forget to mention Qiao Jinyin.

Only the response from his elder brother made him shamefully unable to face Qiao Mu, but he still voiced the words…

"Never mind…" Bandit Zhang Kui was alone in the elegant room, not bothering with a glass, instead tipping the jug into his mouth directly.

Gulp, gulp.

The murky liquid trickled down his chin, making Bandit Zhang Kui even more intoxicated.

The conversation from that day’s meeting replayed in his mind.

South King at the time said:

The Qiao family member is now a symbol for the entire Jiu Province, a flag against the Immortal Gate, gaining momentum.

He also said:

In extraordinary times, extraordinary things naturally happen.

By having Qiao Jinyin act this way, he utilized the Qiao family’s long-standing reputation, while Wang Songhe used Qiao Jinyin to call for brave warriors to rise up, which is a great deed.

Despite this, Wang Songhe felt ashamed to face the true members of the Qiao family for doing such a thing.

The bandit Zhang Kui sat alone in a elegant room, continuing to drink and muttering to himself:

"Brother Wang Songhe, could it be that by pretending, you have truly become the Southern King Songhe and been recruited by the Immortal Gate…."

………………………………..

In a large courtyard in the north of the city.

The martial arts master Qiao Jinyin, just like any other day, was teaching martial arts to the newly recruited disciples in the courtyard.

Sheriff Qian’s young daughter was also among this group of disciples.

Qian was still young and just starting to learn martial arts, practicing punches with the other disciples energetically.

Although she looked strange, Qian’s appearance could have definitely amused Sheriff.

However, Sheriff Qian was preoccupied and not paying attention to his daughter, but rather focusing on Qiao Jinyin.

"It doesn’t really seem like…" Sheriff Qian thought to himself.

Seeing 4th ranked martial artist Lord Lou endorsing Qiao Jinyin made Sheriff Qian doubt his judgment as a 9th ranked martial artist.

But there was one thing that Sheriff Qian had and Lord Lou didn’t.

That was experience dealing with Qiao family members.

Sheriff Qian may have exaggerated how close he was to Qiao Pifu, but they did work together for a period of time and he was impressed by the Qiao family members.

People often spoke of the Qiao family members’ incredible martial arts skills, especially the Long Life Fist and Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method.

But in this world, there is more than one Qiao family who knows the Long Life Fist. And there is more than one Qiao family who knows the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method.

You can learn martial arts.

But the way Qiao family members behave and their style are not easy to learn.

The Qiao Jinyin in front of me, who used to work closely with Sheriff Qian, Qiao Pifu, does have some differences…

While lost in thought.

Suddenly, a shout came from the courtyard:

"Old Deng, give back the money!"

"If you have real skills, come down and spar with me yourself, do you dare?"

Sheriff Qian looked up.

In the crowd, there was a big man in black robes looking angry. He pushed through the people and walked straight towards Qiao Jinyin.

Sheriff Qian realized that this angry man with the last name Zheng was not from Nan Province, but a martial artist from out of town.

Even though he wasn’t a local, he had some connection with Sheriff Qian and his father. Sheriff Qian’s father used to be a famous thief and had connections in the Jianghu world of Jiu Province.

However, by the time it reached Qian Qian’s generation, they didn’t excel in lightness skill and didn’t learn the ancestral Shadow Step, instead focusing on training the Golden Bell Shield.

Sheriff Qian felt a spark in his mind seeing that the man had been practicing boxing in the yard these past few days.

Qiao Jinyin remained calm, standing still and watching calmly.

"If you want to challenge the Qiao family, you’ll have to go through our disciples first." Several strong men stepped forward, blocking the man and challenging him.

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"All martial artists grow old and weaken eventually, that’s why there’s a saying that fists fear the young."

"Master Qiao is getting old, why do you want to fight him? What are your intentions?"

"Huh? Are you saying that Qiao Jinyin, this old thief, can’t fight? What martial artist can’t he be?" The man in the black cloak glared.

"Are you asking me if I can fight?" Qiao Jinyin looked around and seemed somewhat amused.

"When I was young, I was as young as you, strong and hot-blooded too."

Qiao Jinyin said lightly,

"Is fighting and killing all there is to it? Are you good at fighting when you’re strong and young?"

"Today, I, Qiao Jinyin, can teach boxing here, not just techniques for killing, but also ways to stay healthy, and can even rally volunteers to join the army in Nan Province."

Qiao Jinyin paused slightly and said coldly,

"Can you?"

"I can beat your old face into a pulp," the angry man in the black robe exclaimed.

Before long, they were already exchanging punches and kicks.

Surprising everyone.

The man in the black robe was quite fierce, with powerful punches and kicks, knocking down several burly men after a few rounds of fighting.

People around them started to step back.

No one stood up for Qiao Jinyin… or rather, no one even thought of it, and some were secretly hoping for the moment when the martial arts master, Hua, would take action.

In their minds, this Qiao Jinyin was naturally the master of the Qiao family, his martial arts had reached a level that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

That’s why only the master of the Qiao family would stand up for others, and it was unthinkable for anyone else to do so for the master.

"It seems like Lao Hei’s martial arts are at a level around the 7th rank," Sheriff Qian pondered.

He glanced at the burly men beside him, then looked towards the crowd where the son of Governor Lou was standing, feeling a sense of unease.

"Lao Hei, please don’t do anything silly." Sheriff Qian stepped over the crowd and walked up to the black-clothed man, speaking softly and respectfully:

"The water here is very deep…"