Zheng Daotong was too busy with work and missed the best age to teach Zheng Ya martial arts. He learned from Zheng Xiaoya's experience and taught her martial arts for three years.
After being taken in by Tian Juan and left to fend for herself, Zheng Xiaoya completely let loose. Her academic performance was at the bottom, but her martial arts skills improved rapidly.
Zheng Xiaoya beat up people who said she was an unwanted child without a mother or a father, and that this crossed her bottom line. She risked her life to fight them, and that's how she developed her martial arts skills.
He rebelled for five or six years and fought for five or six years.
Tian Juan rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on. Just as she was about to speak to stop Zheng Xiaoya from challenging Wu Wei, she saw Lao Yuan shake his head, indicating that she should leave it alone.
Wu Wei could tell; this rebellious girl, having seen it all, was no longer impressed by anything else. Amused, she stood up and said, "Little girl, you've gotten too big for your britches, huh?"
"I don't know if you've become arrogant or not, but I've beaten you enough. Come on, let's fight!" Zheng Xiaoya wanted to give her a warning and show some people that the Zheng family didn't need any charity.
In fact, she wanted to fight for the Zheng family and stand up for what was right.
In her view, whether it was Wu Wei's deep guilt towards the Zheng family or the harm and sacrifice that Lao Yuan brought to the Zheng family, a mistake is a mistake, and it is not something that you can make up for. The Zheng family does not care!
Zheng Xiaoya remembered a saying her father, Zheng Daotong, often taught her: "Only the weak need charity!"
The Zheng family are not weak, nor do they care about anyone's charity!
As Wu Wei took her stance to begin the fight, she noticed the stubbornness and determination in Wu Wei's eyes, and shook her head, saying, "Little girl, there's a big age gap between us."
I'd rather have a match with your brother Zheng Ya!
"Hmph, who do you think you are?" Zheng Xiaoya flipped her right hand down with a Tai Chi-like gesture, pointing her little finger downwards to show her contempt for her weakness and to provoke her.
Meanwhile, Zheng Yayuan, a thousand meters away in a guesthouse, sensed her fighting spirit and was deeply moved. Was this her younger sister from her previous life?
Despite being a rebellious young girl, she has not lost the teachings of her father, Zheng Daotong, and possesses the will of a martial artist. She challenges the strong and her courage is commendable!
The key point is that this little girl is fighting for the Zheng family, which is of extraordinary significance!
Zheng Ya was also angry. He secretly despised Wu Wei and Lao Yuan's conversation and their plan to make amends. He believed that the ability to plan for others should be based on one's own skills, and that no one should give it to them.
If you, Old Yuan, have the guts, then don't teach Wu Wei martial arts.
He taught Wu Wei martial arts so that she could withstand the attacks; only then would he truly be his.
If you can't even stand up to your own abilities, what's the point of talking about making up for it? Don't you find that ridiculous?
Zheng Ya was furious about this. He admitted to himself that he couldn't control the abilities within Lao Yuan's body, but if he were to fight Lao Yuan, it would be hard to say who would win.
At this moment, Wu Wei laughed in exasperation: "Little girl, don't be so angry. You're making it very difficult for me, your older sister..."
“My surname is Zheng. If you’re not Wu, then you should be Yuan. Do you understand what I mean?” Zheng Xiaoya challenged her again. Wu Wei was moved. So the little girl wanted to stand up for the Zheng family. She said awkwardly, “You, you must have misunderstood something.”
"Hmph, the Zheng family's spine will never bend to anyone until death. You and I will stand still and rely entirely on our hand skills to exchange blows."
Whoever moves their feet first loses.
"Fang Xin, if we really damage your things, the Zheng family will compensate you for the damages. Please?" Zheng Xiaoya insisted on fighting, determined to prove the Zheng family right regardless of the outcome.
Who told you to be so uncivilized and treat me like I'm invisible?
Wu Wei understood that she couldn't avoid this fight. If she tried to avoid it, she would lose her sisterly bond. After all, she had previously overlooked Zheng Xiaoya, a member of the Zheng family.
Having no other choice, Wu Wei stepped forward and said, "Alright, then I'll spar with you. Get ready, let's begin!"
With a series of "slap slap crack slap" strikes, the two exchanged four blows in quick succession. In an instant, they were like small boats in a storm, their lower bodies stable, their upper bodies moving like willow waists, deflecting and gathering force to unleash their attacks.
The two exchanged blows, their palms striking each other to a standstill.
Naturally, Wu Wei held back, while Zheng Xiaoya went all out, resulting in a stalemate.
Tai Chi push hands, Bagua deflection, they fought back and forth with great enthusiasm.
Seeing that she had let her win for a while, Wu Wei prepared to unleash her full power to defeat her and end the fight. Zheng Xiaoya gritted her teeth and persevered, unwilling to accept defeat as she faced Wu Wei's Bagua Palm.
Upon entering Zheng Ya's perception, he immediately used his planning ability to send out the Eight Extremes to bring peace to the world.
Zheng Xiaoya was suddenly jolted, instantly grasping the secrets of Bajiquan and Bajijin. Accompanied by hearing her surroundings, she met Wu Wei's powerful Bagua Palm strike with a Baji Wind and Thunder Movement: "Boom!"
Their fists and palms collided, generating a burst of energy that deflected the tea set on the coffee table. Old Yuan then swung his hand, releasing a gentle force that stabilized the tea set before it fell off the edge of the coffee table.
"Shh!" Wu Wei took three big steps back, turned her palm over to look at her sore and red palm, and then looked at Zheng Xiaoya who hadn't moved. She said in surprise, "No, this is impossible?"
"You have no sportsmanship, you can't accept defeat!" Zheng Xiaoya retorted breathlessly, wondering how she had suddenly learned Bajiquan and the operation of Bajijin.
That doesn't make sense!
Old Yuan noticed: "Ahem, Xiaoya, did you suddenly learn Bajiquan and the way Bajijin works?"
"Hmph, is this your doing? We, the Zheng family, don't accept anyone's charity!" Zheng Xiaoya angrily rebuked, completely at a loss for how to accept the person who had worked her father to death.
Old Yuan sighed, "Ah, is Zheng Ya really that capable? It's my fault, Zheng Ya, I'm sorry!"
"You brat, you just got back and your brother exposed you already. I'll deal with you when we meet, you little idiot." Zheng Ya transmitted his voice from afar, the echo reverberating throughout Wu Wei's house, which served as a reply to Old Yuan.
Tian Juan, filled with remorse, shed two hot tears, stood up, and said, "Zheng Ya, I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
"Times have passed, things have changed, and those who are alive must look forward."
Life is all about mindset. Why worry so much, carry so much burden, and make the living suffer and the deceased uneasy?
"May we all be well, that is the best way and mindset to comfort the deceased. Let us all strive for this!" Zheng Ya was not the previous incarnation, so he naturally took it in stride.
She just couldn't accept her adoptive mother.
Tian Juan felt much better and, with Lao Yuan's support, tearfully said, "Thank you, thank you for your understanding, but I still have to say, I'm sorry!"
"Okay, I accept your debt. You can rest assured now."
"Silly girl, you're supposed to take good care of the guests on behalf of the Zheng family, right? I don't need to teach you, do I?" Zheng Ya found it novel and quite fun to try telepathy for the first time.
It's like the secret communication technique in martial arts novels.
Zheng Ya uses spatial abilities, and then uses planning abilities to condense speech into a language, which is then transmitted through space. It requires precise control and is also a way to train one's abilities.
Zheng Xiaoya jumped up in surprise and said, "Brother, I want to learn your skill of transmitting sound secretly!"
Where are you? Send it to me quickly...
"It's late, go wash up and go to bed!" Zheng Ya scolded her irritably. "You little girl who has no martial ethics, you can find her in your dreams, go find her yourself."
Zheng Xiaoya, oblivious to his implication, said, "No, you old geezer, you have to teach me how to use telepathy first..."
"Hehehe, he lets you dream, he can have anything..."
"Oh, you're done for, you jerk, I told you..."
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