My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 135 I Might Be a Genius!

"You’re asking to die!"

Struck where it hurt, Tan Lao flew into a rage out of embarrassment and charged at Yang Qi again.

By this time, Yang Qi was at a serious disadvantage, and the joy of battle was long gone. He had no choice but to use Spirit Talismans and Mystical Skills to compensate for his weakness.

In truth, he was quite upset. He wanted to defeat his opponent fair and square, not like this.

"Mr. Yang, stand down."

Just then, a middle-aged man appeared, a long case strapped to his back. He stepped in front of Yang Qi.

"And you are?" Yang Qi asked. He recognized the man as Uncle Jian, who had appeared on Kangshan before, along with several others.

"Mr. Yang, this is how a Martial Artist fights. Watch closely!" Uncle Jian said, paying Yang Qi no mind. He then fixed his gaze on Tan Lao. "It’s not too late for you to stop now!"

"Kid, you don’t look that old. How dare you speak to an old man like me that way? I am affiliated with the Liang Family of Kang City! If you don’t want trouble, get out of my way!" Tan Lao said coldly. "Today, I will kill him."

"You can’t kill him," Uncle Jian replied, shaking his head.

"HAHAHA!" Tan Lao roared with laughter. "This is just bizarre! Nowadays, any nobody dares to challenge Old Tan! Fine. Since you wish to die, I’ll send you on your way. Young Master, is it a problem if I kill this man?"

"Kill him! Kill anyone who gets in our way!" the Second Young Master of the Liang Family snarled. One after another, people were challenging him, showing him no respect. He was already seething with rage.

"Understood!" Tan Lao sneered. "Then I’ll start with you. It won’t be too late to kill him after I’ve butchered you."

"Fool," Uncle Jian said, shaking his head. He turned to Yang Qi. "Your strength isn’t bad, but you know nothing about combat. Watch carefully. I will only demonstrate this once."

"Understood," Yang Qi nodded.

Although Yang Qi didn’t know who Uncle Jian truly was, he could sense the man’s unfathomable depth.

If he could learn a move or two from this man, perhaps he could become even stronger in the future.

Although he was confident he could defeat the old man after reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage, it was true that he didn’t know how to fight.

He was a Cultivator, not a Martial Artist, and was unpracticed in close-quarters combat. For this reason, he wanted to pursue the Dual Cultivation of martial and immortal arts. He couldn’t reveal his status as a Cultivator lightly, lest he invite unnecessary trouble.

"Kid, I didn’t realize you fancy yourself a teacher," Tan Lao jeered. "Too bad for you, that dream ends today!"

"Cut the nonsense. Today, you either leave, or you die," Uncle Jian stated coldly.

His words thoroughly enraged Tan Lao, who wasted no more time on words. Unleashing the Fierce Tiger Palm, he threw a strike at Uncle Jian.

"When faced with such a ferocious technique," Uncle Jian explained, "if your strength is sufficient, you strike back! Just like this!"

He threw a direct punch. The fist collided with the palm’s force, generating a powerful whirlwind of air. Tan Lao was actually knocked back. His right arm trembled uncontrollably, and the web of his hand between his thumb and forefinger was bleeding.

"If your strength is insufficient, the best method is to evade the attack and look for an opportunity to strike a weak point. Like this!"

Uncle Jian moved again. Before Tan Lao could regain his footing, Uncle Jian suddenly dropped low and executed a sweep kick, knocking Tan Lao to the ground. Then, he planted a foot on Tan Lao’s chest.

"I said, if you don’t leave, you die!"

With a surge of force from his leg, Tan Lao died instantly.

Uncle Jian stooped down and searched Tan Lao’s body for a moment, finding a book. He casually tossed it to Yang Qi. "Fierce Tiger Palm. It’s quite simple. As long as you don’t leave Jingnan Prefecture, this palm technique will be enough for you."

"Thank you!" Yang Qi accepted the book, thrilled.

Cultivators weren’t necessarily incapable of using Martial Arts; most simply look down on it. However, Yang Qi was worried that exposing his identity as a Cultivator would lead to a fatal disaster. Thus, he planned to use Martial Arts as a Blinding Technique. This Fierce Tiger Palm would be good to practice.

"So, what do you think? Uncle Jian’s strength is impressive, isn’t it?" At some point, Lin Qingxuan had appeared by Yang Qi’s side, speaking with a smile. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"He’s your bodyguard, isn’t he?" Yang Qi asked with a grin.

"You already knew, didn’t you?" Lin Qingxuan chuckled. "By the way, how about having Uncle Jian stay in Kang City to protect you from now on?"

"No, absolutely not!" Yang Qi shook his head. "I’m more concerned about your safety. It’s better if Uncle Jian stays with you."

"You silly man, I’m going to the Heavenly God Sect. Uncle Jian can’t go there, so how could he protect me? It’s better for him to stay by your side. I’d feel more at ease," Lin Qingxuan said.

"That’s still no good. You won’t be at the Heavenly God Sect forever. Let Uncle Jian stay with you." Yang Qi was insistent.

While the two were arguing, Uncle Jian had already walked over to the Second Young Master of the Liang Family.

"Great hero, spare my life! I was wrong!" the Second Young Master cried, so terrified he knelt on the ground and lost control of his bladder.

"Relax, I’m not going to kill you," Uncle Jian said indifferently. "A piece of trash like you isn’t worth my time. However, you shouldn’t have set your sights on our young miss. Today, I’ll take an arm as a lesson!"

With that, he struck out with a hand chop, cleanly severing the Second Young Master’s right arm.

"Get lost!"

Clutching his severed arm, the Second Young Master scrambled away in agony, not even sparing a glance for Tan Lao’s corpse.

After watching him leave, Uncle Jian walked back to Yang Qi. "For now, he won’t dare to touch you. But after our young miss leaves, he will certainly come for revenge. Since you don’t want me to stay, then let Jian Er and Jian San stay with you. While they are not as strong as I am, they aren’t pushovers that any common thug can defeat. However, I hope you won’t become too reliant on them. If you truly wish to marry our young miss, you must rely on your own strength to rise. Understand?"

"I understand," Yang Qi nodded. "I will!"

"Alright, go back now."

Uncle Jian leaped into the air and vanished in an instant.

Yang Qi let out a long sigh of relief. After seeing Uncle Jian, he realized he had underestimated Martial Artists. Although Cultivators were superior, at his current level of Cultivation, he was no match for a Great Grandmaster. The gap was far too wide.

Back at the Lin Family estate, Yang Qi immediately opened the Fierce Tiger Palm manual and began to study it.

He quickly discovered something. Perhaps because of his Immortal Cultivation, both his memory and his comprehension were now exceptionally sharp. Furthermore, Spiritual Power was a more advanced energy than a Martial Artist’s Inner Strength. When he channeled it to execute the Fierce Tiger Palm, the results were completely different.

The power was greater! The effects were more spectacular! It was at least a tenfold increase. In his hands, the ordinary Fierce Tiger Palm was nearly as powerful as a Mystical Skill. And if he were to fuse the Fierce Tiger Palm with the Hand Palm Thunder, the resulting effect would be even more terrifying.

Tan Lao had spent a lifetime cultivating the Fierce Tiger Palm to the Ninth Level. Yet, Yang Qi mastered all thirty-six forms in just one hour and reached the Ninth Level directly. It was simply unimaginable. To say he could master it in one go was no exaggeration at all.

I might just be a super genius! Yang Qi mused.