After the New Year, the festive atmosphere still lingered for several days, but most people had already left their homes to work. The shops on the streets were mostly open as well.

"Life..."

An Qisheng strolled along the roadside, watching the traffic on the avenue and the hurried figures on the path, feeling a sense of emotion.

It was rare to live freely in this world. Most people worked from nine to five, six days a week, and were busy all day long just to make a living.

Even he, who had lived two lives, had to struggle in it.

The Bamboo Dragon Society incident, in the final analysis, didn't it start because he was attracted to Wang Zhixuan's reward?

Everything that followed was just a matter of course.

In all walks of life, how many people risked their lives for a living, yet their gains might not be more than what he got that time.

He didn't feel he had lost anything, but he was still somewhat awakened in his heart.

"Daoist Qingyuan said I have Daoist nature, but if people have no desires, their character will naturally be noble. Since I have desires, I am just a mortal after all."

An Qisheng smiled in his heart.

People seek wealth when poor, power when wealthy, fame when powerful, peace when sick, life when dying, love when moved, and reunion when separated...

Who has no desires in their heart?

Who isn't a mortal?

With many thoughts flashing through his mind, An Qisheng's feet didn't stop at all. Before long, he had arrived in the suburbs.

In the distance, hills rose and fell, and trees grew along the roadside. A straight avenue ran through east and west, stretching endlessly.

As the population gradually thinned out and the traffic became less dense, An Qisheng stopped and shifted his gaze to a banyan tree not far away:

"Now that you're here, come out."

Clap clap clap~

Amidst the applause, a tall middle-aged man slowly walked out from behind the tree.

The New Year had just passed, and the weather was still very cold, but the man was wearing a close-fitting short outfit, his thick arms exposed to the cold wind.

His expression was cold, his body filled with killing intent, and his eyes were cold, as if without a trace of warmth. A glance at him made people feel intimidated.

"No wonder you dared to follow Dr. Wang abroad to ambush the Bamboo Dragon Society. You're quite vigilant."

The middle-aged man crossed his arms in front of his chest, with a cold smile:

"You took the initiative to leave the city, which saved me a lot of trouble."

"Miao Quan, thirty-seven years old this year, from Yun City. Sixteen years ago, he killed thirty-seven people for no reason and fled to Myanmar, then to Thailand. He has been on the run for many years. He entered the country through the Yun-Myanmar border a month ago, and his *jinli* (internal force) had already entered *huajin* (transformation realm) before the New Year..."

An Qisheng slowly turned around, looked at the middle-aged man, and said calmly:

"Am I right?"

Miao Quan's information was passed to him by Wang Anfeng as soon as he entered the Xuan realm.

This Miao Quan originally learned Tiger Fist. More than ten years ago, he had already entered the *anjing* (hidden force) realm. In a fit of rage, he killed more than thirty of his neighbors.

During his escape for more than ten years, he also learned Thai boxing, which actually allowed him to unite internal and external forces and enter the *huajin* (transformation realm).

He was an utterly ferocious character.

"Heh..."

Miao Quan's face darkened, and he looked around vigilantly, a trace of uneasiness rising in his heart:

"You knew I was coming?"

"You can get my information through the dark web, so how can the authorities not have your information?"

An Qisheng said calmly.

In recent decades, Da Xuan has become more and more stable, not only because of the strong execution of the Da Xuan government, but also because of the surveillance cameras that Da Xuan has deeply penetrated into various villages and even the wilderness.

The huge surveillance network spread throughout the country makes it impossible to avoid this 'sky net' once you enter the country, as long as you still live among people.

"You know, so what?"

Miao Quan took a deep breath, and the muscles all over his body trembled slightly.

"I'm very curious, why did you kill those neighbors? Or are you naturally cold-blooded and just want to kill people for no reason?"

An Qisheng's body was loose, as if he didn't see Miao Quan's movements, and he was still asking curiously.

"Killing people for no reason, hahaha..."

Miao Quan lowered his eyelids to cover his eyes, and his body trembled with laughter.

Whoosh!

The laughter stopped instantly, Miao Quan stepped forward and punched out, his elbow following his arm, his shoulder following his elbow, his body squeezed and rushed out nearly twenty meters.

The momentum was like thunder and lightning, extremely fast.

Whoosh whoosh~

His arms, claws, and elbows flew together, like a rampaging lion and tiger, launching a violent attack on An Qisheng:

"If you want to know, go down and ask them yourself!"

"Thai boxing..."

An Qisheng seemed to be loose, but in fact, he was already prepared.

Seeing Miao Quan's fierce fists, he lowered his shoulder, bounced, and raised his fist as well, hitting out flatly, like a spear thrust straight out.

These days, he had been recuperating, and his energy had already reached its peak.

This eruption, the strength of winter dormancy, was like summer flowers blooming.

The moment the fist came out, the airflow was torn apart, making a whistling sound like a whistle!

Bang!

The fists and palms collided.

An Qisheng's body shook as if he had been electrocuted. He only felt stinging pain in his arms, elbows, and fists, as if he had been hit hard by a solid iron rod, and his blood was about to be shaken out of his body.

"What hard fists."

An Qisheng's heart jumped.

Thai boxing is known for its strict, ruthless, and destructive training of the body. Its style is fierce, its practicality is extremely high, and its lethality is known throughout the world. It is a killing method that truly squeezes the potential of the human body for fighting.

Even Da Xuan martial arts, even external martial arts, have nourishing methods and will not squeeze the human body so extremely.

The initial stage of Thai boxing training requires the body to collide with wooden stakes, stones, and even steel. Miao Quan has been practicing Thai boxing for more than ten years, and his fists and feet are too hard.

Whether it's a fight or a competition, it's a fierce boxing method that goes straight for killing!

"The moves are well-practiced, but the fists are too soft!"

Miao Quan's body also trembled, but he just smiled grimly, and his shots were accompanied by howling wind.

His fists, legs, knees, and elbows flew one after another. His limbs and body were all killing weapons, like a steel hedgehog.

Bang bang bang~

The two fought quickly, fighting and wandering on the edge of the road, and the sound of fists and palms colliding was like a car tire bursting.

Occasionally, vehicles passed by and immediately slammed on the brakes, thinking their tires had blown out.

Screech~~~

On the avenue, cars braked sharply, and their tires rubbed against the ground, emitting billowing white smoke.

Fortunately, it was just after the New Year, and there were few vehicles on the road, otherwise there would have been a chain reaction of car accidents.

"You're braking suddenly, do you want to die!"

"You stinky idiot, I'll fuck your ancestors!"

"If you want to die, go die yourself, don't drag us along!"

Immediately, the drivers in the back who didn't know what was going on cursed loudly, their bodies covered in cold sweat and their limbs weak.

"Experts! Kung fu masters!"

The people in the cars parked in the front saw the two people fighting on the side of the road, and their eyes lit up.

Although their hands and feet were weak, they immediately shouted.

Some people even took out their phones to record.

The martial spirit of Da Xuan is extremely strong, but ordinary people cannot see the duel between masters.

A *huajin* (transformation realm) great martial artist and a *anjing* (hidden force) peak martial artist, ordinary people can't see such a battle.

Bang!

An Qisheng raised his arm horizontally, blocking Miao Quan's elbow in front of his chest.

Bajiquan is famous for its elbows, and this was the first time he had encountered an opponent whose elbow techniques were fiercer than his.

If he hadn't been dreaming every day, and his mastery of Bajiquan had already exceeded the scope of an *anjing* (hidden force) martial artist, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

At this time, the stinging pain all over his body also aroused the baleful aura in his heart.

Whoosh!

He turned his body, dodged Miao Quan's two elbows, and raised his knee, colliding with Miao Quan's fierce elbow strike.

Bang!

The airflow surged, and the wind howled.

Their clothes rustled.

"Again!"

An Qisheng's eyes turned red. After being shaken back, he stomped his foot again and swung his arm like a steel whip, which was the *xiangxingquan* (imitating-animals boxing) method of emitting force.

"This kid!"

Seeing more and more vehicles on the roadside, Miao Quan became ruthless in his heart.

His identity couldn't be exposed. If he fought for a long time, even if he killed An Qisheng, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to escape.

Bang!

After another collision, An Qisheng stepped back and adjusted his breath.

"Kill!"

Miao Quan's eyes widened, he exhaled and shouted, and suddenly burst out.

He advanced, flicked his shoulder, swung his fists away from An Qisheng's fists, and his two elbows closed at the same time, like two iron doors closing, about to crush An Qisheng's head!

*Shuangfeng Guan'er* (Double Peaks Pierce the Ears)!

The skin exposed on his body was a dark green, and the large tendons under the skin were tightened. Visibly, his whole person had grown a size!

The large tendons on his temples bulged, throbbing like a heart.

Ferocious, terrifying!