Chapter 38

As he kneaded, mixed, rolled, and cut the dough in one fluid motion.

Even though Xiao Bing had done this countless times, Li Hong and the others couldn't help but be captivated, finding it almost artistic.

Xiao Xiao's father's noodle-making skills were no less impressive than Xiao Bing's, but when he made them, they lacked the same artistic feel. What they didn't know was that Xiao Bing had incorporated Tai Chi into his noodle-making.

Peng, Lu, Ji, An, Cai, Lie, Zhou, Kao.

Softness overcomes hardness, stillness awaits movement, circles transform straight lines, the small overcomes the large, hardness and softness are combined, the weak overcomes the strong.

Xiao Bing's Tai Chi had long delved deep into its essence. After finishing the noodles and putting them all in the pot, two identical men in their thirties sitting in the hall cheered simultaneously.

These two looked exactly the same, with sharp faces and monkey-like features, and they had a pair of black mustaches. When they cheered, their voices were high and shrill, like eunuchs from an ancient palace, making people's scalps tingle.

Everyone's attention was drawn to these two strange men, but Xiao Bing only glanced at them and remained silent.

Ye Zi walked over with a towel and wiped the sweat from Xiao Bing's forehead.

"Hey, your Tai Chi is pretty good. I have plenty of money. Come over and show us a couple of sets to entertain us."

One of the men with a sharp face and monkey-like features pulled out several hundred-dollar bills and threw them on the table, his voice shrill.

Xiao Bing looked at him for a moment, seemingly unsurprised that he could see through his Tai Chi. He said calmly, "You can tell that I incorporated Tai Chi into my movements, which is not bad. But if you think my Tai Chi is just good, it shows that your discernment is not much better."

"Hey." This man, wearing old cloth shoes, squatted on the chair, looked at Xiao Bing, and laughed, "You're quite arrogant, young man. I'm called Bao Erdun, and the one next to me is your Second Uncle Bao Er Tai. After hearing you, I want to see your unique Tai Chi."

Xiao Bing laughed loudly, "Hong, bring me some noodles."

Li Hong, not knowing what Xiao Bing was going to do, still obediently went to the kitchen to get water and noodles. Wang Guifang also came out from the back door, clearly having heard that there was trouble in the shop.

In recent days, the shop had been anything but peaceful, with one trouble after another. These two creepy twins looked like they were looking for trouble, and Xiao Bing didn't know how he would handle it.

After the water and noodles were placed in front of Xiao Bing, he began to pour the water evenly into the dough, looking at Bao Erdun and Bao Er Tai while smiling. "If you want to see my Tai Chi, that's fine, but you can't do it alone. Both of you need to come at me together."

Bao Erdun slammed the table, furious. "Boy, you're underestimating your Grandpa Bao Erdun?"

Xiao Bing laughed, "I don't mean to underestimate you. My Tai Chi has a characteristic: it becomes strong when faced with strength and weak when faced with weakness. If I fight you alone, my Tai Chi skills might not even be able to knock down a primary school student, which wouldn't be satisfying."

Bao Erdun said, "That's more like it."

Ye Zi chuckled, and the others burst into laughter. He then realized that this was still a roundabout way of saying he was too weak.

Bao Erdun's face changed, his eyes flashing with malice, and he laughed sharply, "Since you put it that way, we'll both come at you. But remember, weapons have no eyes, and you might lose your life."

The twin brothers each drew a sharp knife, and many customers began to scream and scatter, but no one left the noodle shop, clearly wanting to watch the show.

Ye Zi frowned slightly, "Bing, they came prepared, deliberately looking for trouble."

"I know." Xiao Bing smiled confidently and began to knead the dough. The two twins looked at each other, screamed simultaneously, and their knives lunged at Xiao Bing.

Killing Xiao Bing would earn them a sum of money, allowing them to temporarily hide out and return in no time.

Their purpose today was simple: to kill!

The first step of the Peony Fairy's plan was already in place: to pretend to have a conflict, then accidentally kill Xiao Bing, causing a bloody incident. If successful, it would be the fault of the Bao brothers, and no one else would be involved. The Northern King would arrange for them to run away. If they failed, they would at least gauge Xiao Bing's strength.

The Bao brothers were Bone-Forging experts under the Peony Fairy, just one step away from the Ming Jing stage. As identical twins, they had a默契 (close coordination) that was better than ordinary people, and even against a typical Ming Jing expert, they wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

The two brothers attacked Xiao Bing from both sides, coordinating perfectly, leaving him no room to retreat. But Xiao Bing had no intention of retreating; Ye Zi was right beside him, and he didn't need to retreat.

Xiao Bing inserted his hands into the dry flour that hadn't been poured into the bowl, grabbed a handful, and threw it out. The flour, like a projectile, whistled through the air, and the Bao brothers waved their sleeves and retreated. After the flour was swept to the ground, Xiao Bing had already kneaded a long string of noodles.

The Bao brothers cursed, feeling humiliated, and charged again, but this time they couldn't even get close. Xiao Bing grabbed the end of the noodles he had kneaded, and with a flick of his wrist, the noodles flew out like a net, lashing at the Bao brothers.

Bao Erdun laughed and cursed, "Boy, a bunch of noodles can hit people?"

His brother Bao Er Tai, while lunging at Xiao Bing, laughed, "He's just a brainless fool... ."

Slap, slap, two noodles bypassed his dagger and struck his face.

Bao Er Tai's eyes widened, and he cursed, "Damn... ."

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap... countless noodles lashed at his face, chest, thighs, shoulders, and forehead, leaving him dazed. Bao Erdun didn't fare much better; the noodles in Xiao Bing's hands turned into whips, tearing their clothes and leaving bloodstains all over their bodies. They tried to dodge but couldn't, jumping around like monkeys in the rain of noodles.

When they were exhausted and couldn't jump anymore, they fell to the ground, covered in wounds. Xiao Bing gathered the noodles back into the bowl, looked at the bloodstains on them, and sighed, "The noodles are stained with dirty blood and can't be eaten. Aunt Wang, please take them to the kitchen and throw them away, and wash the bowl thoroughly."

"Ah... okay... okay." Wang Guifang was completely mesmerized, having never seen such incredible skills in real life, only on TV.

Ye Zi's eyes sparkled with excitement, "Using noodles as a medium to transmit force through the wrist to injure people, this should be the pinnacle of Hidden Strength, right?"

Bao Erdun's eyes widened, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and he stood up shakily, his face full of disbelief, "Hidden Strength, it's actually the legendary Hidden Strength."

Cultivating Qi, Bone-Forging, Ming Jing, Hidden Strength, and Transforming Strength are the five major realms of legendary experts.

Cultivating Qi is the first realm, aimed at enhancing human endurance and resilience. Once a certain level is reached, one can walk dozens of miles a day without changing their complexion.

Bone-Forging is the second realm, where the body becomes as hard as a brick, and the hands can break red bricks.

Ming Jing is the third realm, a combination of the first two, marking the true mastery of hard Qi Gong. While it doesn't make one invulnerable to weapons, ordinary punches and kicks are unlikely to cause any harm.

As for Hidden Strength... if Ming Jing is hard Qi Gong, Hidden Strength is internal Qi Gong, capable of hitting a cow from a distance, where the surface of the body is unharmed, but the internal organs are damaged. This is a realm that sounds shocking in modern society.

Transforming Strength is the true integration of internal and external Qi Gong, capable of taking a head in a thousand soldiers and killing without a trace.

Ming Jing is hard, Hidden Strength is soft, and Transforming Strength is the integration of both, with immense power.

The Bao brothers never imagined that this unassuming noodle shop boy was a Hidden Strength expert. They were terrified, standing up shakily and staggering out of the shop.

Ye Zi said, "Letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Xiao Bing laughed, "If I don't let them go, what evidence do I have to prove