From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a high-level martial arts demon god!

Chapter 72: Three Moves of the Cruel Ape
Wuan Bureau of Yuquan District.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the conference room was a little depressing.

Jiang Yunliang, Duan Zhenyu, and more than a dozen other Wu'an Bureau team leaders gathered here.

Jiang Yunliang's face was gloomy, and the other Wu'an Bureau team leaders' expressions were not much better.

News has come from the two Wu'an Bureau team leaders who were sent to the hospital this afternoon.

Pan Hongxuan, leader of the third group of the second detachment, had both legs broken below the knees and the wounds were infected with neurotoxins. His broken legs could not be reattached, and he would be disabled for life.

Zhang Lesong, leader of the fourth group of the second detachment, had multiple organs pierced by Xueyu Mo Sanniang's hidden weapon "Blood Drop". He is now in emergency treatment and is undergoing surgery.

According to the doctor, the success rate of the operation is not high and the risk of death is very high.

Among the other injured members of the two Wuan groups, two were shot head-on by the "blood drops" and died, and the condition of the remaining few was also very bad.

They had just started the action and had suffered such a huge loss, which had somewhat undermined everyone's confidence.

"Director, why don't we just fight these idiots and stop cleaning up bit by bit..."

A young team leader couldn't help but say.

Jiang Yunliang shook his head: "Can you find where they are?"

The Hongmen have been rooted in Yuquan District for decades, and there are so many strongholds that it is difficult to find the location of their core members.

The young team leader was still a little unwilling and asked again:

"Then is it possible to set up a few traps to lure these third-level warriors from Hongmen over and kill them? Even if we can only catch one, it would still be a huge profit."

There are only four level three warriors in Hongmen. If one of them can be killed, the current situation will be greatly eased, so that the several level three warriors in the Wu'an Bureau will not be too overwhelmed.

He had just finished speaking when a middle-aged team leader with considerable experience spoke up:
"It's difficult. We've set traps before, but considering their cunning, I'm afraid they won't be fooled so easily."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the conference room fell silent again.

At this time, a liaison officer quickly ran to the door of the conference room and knocked on it hurriedly.

A team leader immediately went over to open the door to the conference room and asked, "What's going on?"

The liaison officer quickly said, "Captain Jiang encountered a Level 3 physical warrior from Hongmen!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Jiang Yunliang suddenly stood up from his seat.

His originally gentle and elegant temperament suddenly became extremely majestic and cold.

No matter how gentle he appears on a daily basis, he is ultimately a peak-level third-level warrior.

Once he gets angry, the pressure from all around him can almost make it hard to breathe.

"Where are the people?!"

Jiang Yunliang asked coldly.

Jiang Heng had just entered the third level of physical body and had just learned the breathing method.

And no matter which level three warrior in Hongmen, Jiang Heng couldn't deal with it...

If we go and save them now, maybe we can still make it in time!

The liaison officer was so frightened by Jiang Yunliang's aura that his face turned pale for a moment. It took him a while to react and realize that he had not explained himself clearly.

He quickly explained: "No, Captain Jiang encountered a Hongmen Level 3 Red Stick and has killed him now."

Jiang Yunliang's expression froze, and the terrifying pressure on him dissipated instantly. He asked in astonishment, "Killed? Who?"

The liaison officer shook his head. "Team Leader Jiang didn't elaborate, but a team member has already gone to Chongming Street to help move the bodies. They should be back soon."

The cold atmosphere in the conference room dissipated, and the leaders of the Wu'an Bureau present looked at each other in confusion.

"Is it true? A level three warrior from Hongmen is so easy to kill? Could this be a mistake?"

"Who knows? We'll find out when we wait and see..."

“I hope I’m not mistaken… Hehe, if I really killed a level three warrior, Pang Long would probably vomit blood.

Our subsequent pressure will also be relieved a lot..."

……

A moment later, a car stopped in front of the gate of Wu'an Bureau.

Jiang Heng had just opened the car door when he saw that the steps in front of the Wu'an Bureau's gate were already filled with senior executives from the Yuquan District Wu'an Bureau.

Among them were Director Jiang Yunliang and Detachment Leader Duan Zhenyu.

Jiang Heng was slightly stunned: "This is..."

Jiang Yunliang stepped forward, coughed lightly, and asked gently, "Xiao Jiang, I heard that you killed a third-level warrior from Hongmen..."

Jiang Heng nodded. "Yes, this guy ambushed me outside the guardhouse on Chongming Street, and I killed him."

At this time, the back door of the car opened and two members of the Wu'an Bureau came down carrying a heavy body bag.

The two noticed the figure standing on the steps and quickly greeted him, "Director."

Jiang Yunliang nodded: "Well, put the body down for me to see."

"Yes."

Two members of the Wu'an Bureau opened the zipper of the body bag, revealing a bruised face.

Duan Zhenyu and other Wu'an Bureau team leaders who were standing on the steps also came forward.

Although his entire face was beaten to pieces, his identity could still be recognized.

"This is...Iron Ghost Zhao Shan, right?"

"Really? Tsk tsk, he's almost been beaten into a puddle of mud..."

Everyone quickly recognized that the body in the body bag was indeed the Southern Red Stick from Hongmen in Yuquan District, a third-level physical warrior, Iron Ghost Zhao Shan!

Jiang Yunliang couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face, and patted Jiang Heng's shoulder hard.

"Good boy, you are really capable!"

With the death of the Iron Ghost Zhao Shan, the top combat force of Hongmen in Yuquan District has been reduced by one, and the chances of Wuan Bureau winning this battle have greatly increased!
Jiang Heng didn't feel much about this.

He was more concerned about how many merit points he could gain by killing the Iron Ghost Zhao Shan.

After all, this concerns whether he can purchase the professional-level martial arts "Three Styles of the Crippled Ape".

After tonight's battle with Iron Ghost Zhao Shan, Jiang Heng truly felt the difference in power between advanced martial arts and professional-level martial arts.

Iron Ghost Zhao Shan had only mastered the professional-level martial arts "Ghost Iron Body" to a small degree, but he was able to block dozens of his advanced martial arts moves at the perfect level.

Among all professional martial arts, "Ghost Iron Body" can only be considered as upper-middle level.

This exaggerated gap made Jiang Heng extremely eager to learn the "Three Styles of the Crippled Ape"...

Jiang Heng thought for a moment and then asked, "Director, how many merit points will the bureau reward me for killing this Iron Ghost Zhao Shan?"

Jiang Yunliang was slightly stunned, then reacted and said with a smile:

"About 20,000 to 30,000. You want it now, right? Then I'll ask the interrogation department to calculate it for you."

"Okay, thank you, Chief."

"What are you thanking me for? This is what you deserve. You've really helped the bureau vent its anger this time."

……

That night, all members of the Wu'an Bureau were relocated from various locations in Yuquan District to the Wu'an Bureau and the sixteen guardhouses within five kilometers of the Wu'an Bureau.

The family members were arranged to live in the family building.

Within a radius of ten kilometers, large and small cameras are installed in every street and alley, and there are people watching at all times to ensure that no accidents happen to the members of the Wu'an Bureau living there.

The next day, news spread throughout the Wu'an Bureau that the newly appointed captain of the Fourth Detachment, Jiang Heng, had killed Zhao Shan, the Iron Ghost, a Level 3 Red Stick of Hongmen's Flesh Body, the previous night.

This was a huge shot in the arm for the morale of the Wu'an Bureau, which had been somewhat low.

……

Early in the morning, Jiang Heng walked out of the Internal Affairs Department office.

Under Jiang Yunliang's instructions, the interrogation department worked overtime all night to collect evidence of Zhao Shan's crime, calculate the merit points for killing Iron Ghost Zhao Shan, and finally hand over the results to the Internal Affairs Department.

This is why he was able to obtain merit points so quickly.

Jiang Heng took out a brand new mobile phone from his pocket.

Yesterday, his mobile phone had its screen damaged in the battle, so he spent 500 contributions to buy a military mobile phone with a special alloy shell from the Wu'an Bureau Mall, which is generally unlikely to be damaged again.

Jiang Heng looked down at the merit value amount on the screen.

[Merit Points: 40500]
[Cumulative Merit Points: 114200]
After killing Iron Ghost Zhao Shan, he obtained 24,000 merit points. Adding the remaining 16,500 points, the total amount was over 40,000 merit points.

It’s enough to buy the professional-level martial arts of the King Kong series, “Three Styles of the Broken Ape”…

Jiang Heng switched the interface, opened the Wu'an Bureau's internal mall, searched for "Three Styles of the Crippled Ape", and then clicked to buy.

[I have purchased the professional-level martial arts skill "Three Styles of the Crippled Ape." Please go to the Nanjiang City Wu'an General Bureau to learn within three days.]
Seeing this line of words, Jiang Heng smiled and then glanced at the merit points in his account.

At this time, the merit points in the account had been deducted by 36,000 points, leaving only a little over 4,000 points.

"It's really not worth the money..."

Jiang Heng shook his head, walked out of the Wu'an Bureau gate, and drove to the Wu'an General Bureau in the city center.

……

after an hour.

Jiang Heng stepped into the Wu'an General Administration of Nanjiang City, passed through a metal passage, and came to Professor Li Minglang's laboratory.

"Hmm...it's indeed the third level of physical body."

As soon as Jiang Hengyi walked into the laboratory, Li Minglang stared at him and nodded after a while.

"When the system told me you were the detachment leader, I was stunned for a moment. I almost suspected we had the same name..."

Li Minglang stood up with a sigh, "I never thought that it would be so short a time and you're already practicing the professional-level Three Styles of the Crippled Ape..."

He shook his head, turned and walked towards a metal secret room at the back of the laboratory.

"Come on, follow me."

"Yes."

Jiang Heng then followed Li Minglang into the secret room.

As Li Minglang operated on the display screen directly opposite him, the projection equipment on the four walls projected a human figure practicing martial arts.

The practice of each move, including the mobilization of muscles and the flow of qi, can be clearly seen on the human figure.

Even as this move was performed, corresponding roars and sounds of breaking wind were heard in the secret room, which seemed extremely powerful.

On the display screen at the rear, a text tutorial of "Three Styles of the Crippled Ape" also appeared.

Li Minglang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the humanoid projection in the center of the secret room, and asked casually:
"Do you know why Senior Yuan Jingang's 'Three Styles of the Crippled Ape' has become the most advanced professional martial art?"

Jiang Heng looked at Li Minglang in confusion, then shook his head.

Li Minglang explained: "Because of the hundred-year war, no one knows whether the war will be won or whether they can survive.

Therefore, every time a warrior practiced and fought, he was desperately pushing his physical limits, only caring about the present and not the future.

Perhaps any tiny improvement will be the final straw that makes you the winner in the next fight."

Li Minglang watched the figure in front of him perform three moves repeatedly and said with emotion:

"The Three Styles of the Crippled Ape were created by Senior Yuan Jingang under such circumstances. Even if he was sick all over, even if he could only exert 50% of his combat power, he would desperately squeeze out every last bit of his strength from this broken body."

After saying that, Li Minglang smiled and turned to look at Jiang Heng: "It's normal for such a martial art to become the top professional martial art."

Jiang Heng nodded slightly.

Listening to Li Minglang's narration, he seemed to be able to see the cruelty of the war a hundred years ago and the strong will of those warriors at that time.

"However, in order to squeeze every inch of strength out of the body, this martial art has become extremely complex through the repeated revisions and iterations of Senior Yuan Jingang."

Li Minglang gently nodded his chin at the human-shaped projection in front of him.

Jiang Heng looked at the human-shaped projection in front of him, and red lines gradually appeared on his body, like an endless stream of carriages and horses.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

These red lines, like a big net, are actually all the routes for the flow of Qi!

Generally speaking, the Qi flow route in basic martial arts is the simplest, consisting of only a single line.

Advanced martial arts are slightly more complicated, extending several more Qi pathways to different parts of the body.

Only when multiple lines run to the designated position and explode at the same time can the maximum power of martial arts be exerted.

As far as Jiang Heng knows, professional-level martial arts require more Qi circulation routes.

But generally speaking, there will be no more than fifteen lines, and usually only seven or eight lines will run at the same time.

If there are more, the difficulty of training will increase significantly, and it will be difficult for ordinary warriors with ordinary talents to learn.

But at this moment.

The figure in front of Jiang Heng who was practicing the "Three Styles of the Crippled Ape" had more than fifty lines appearing on his body every time he practiced a move.

Dense red lines covered the entire projection like a big net!
The corner of Jiang Heng's mouth twitched slightly.

No wonder the martial arts in the "King Kong Series" are said to be difficult to learn, and "Three Styles of the Broken Ape" is so outrageous.

Then how difficult would the last top-level martial art in this series be...

Li Minglang smiled and asked, "How about it? Do you still want to learn? It's still not too late to change now."

In fact, you don’t have to learn the entire series of martial arts. The bureau still has other very good professional-level martial arts.”

Jiang Heng shook his head: "Learn."

It was nothing more than spending more time. He believed that with his current memory and understanding of martial arts, he would be able to learn this martial art.

If even he couldn't learn it, then no one else in Nanjiang City who was a level three physical warrior would be able to learn it.

Li Minglang nodded slightly, and was not surprised by Jiang Heng’s choice: “Well, given the extremely high difficulty of this martial art.

You can study in this secret room for as long as you want. If you can’t learn it in one go, you can come back a second or third time.

Until you can completely memorize the Qi flow path of this martial art, then enter the incubator and truly experience it."

Jiang Heng nodded slightly.

Li Minglang then left the metal secret room and helped him close the door.

Jiang Heng stood beside the projection in the middle of the secret room and began to study this extremely difficult professional martial art...

(End of this chapter)