Marvel Superheroes in China

In the dark martial arts gym, only two people sat there.

Natasha had no idea who had done it; she just stared blankly at the two old men.

The two old men sat facing each other, not even glancing at Natasha, engrossed in playing Go...

The old man playing white has one less piece in his chess bowl.

hiss--

Natasha gasped, staring in horror at the two old men. Then she looked down at her Widow's Sting, only to see that it was dented, with a white chess piece stuck inside!

My God. What kind of power is this!

Natasha was astonished and uncertain.

So... so strong!

Who hit me?

At this moment, Qin Wu turned around and looked at Natasha with concern: "Sister, are you alright?"

Natasha dusted herself off and stood up: "It's nothing. I'm not that easily hurt. I was just caught off guard and ambushed..."

Qin Wu shook his head: "Sister, hide behind me..."

Natasha laughed nonchalantly, "No need, I'm prepared now, I won't get hurt."

'Ha ha ha ha'

At this moment, a loud laugh came from inside the house, and the old man holding the black chess piece smiled helplessly:

"Old Wang, they said they won't be easily hurt by you."

The old man holding the white pieces flashed a murderous glint and coldness in his eyes. He picked up another piece, not even glancing at Natasha: "You ignorant fool."

After saying that, he threw it away.

Another sharp whooshing sound came through the air.

Natasha suddenly found herself locked in place by an aura, unable to move an inch. Her pupils contracted; she remembered—wasn't this the same power emanating from her brother's body when he fought Colossus?

Momentum!

She was trapped by the power of the situation!

Oh no, I'm going to die!

Natasha's pupils contracted, regretting her arrogance. That old man really didn't intend to hurt her...

It’s over.

'call out'

The sound of something cutting through the air was right before my eyes.

Just when Natasha thought she was dead, and while the two old men continued playing chess with smiles on their faces.

Suddenly, Qin Wu took a small step forward with his left foot and squatted down slightly.

There was a loud bang.

The white chess piece that flew past Qin Wu suddenly exploded in mid-air the instant it passed him.

The explosion turned it into a cloud of powder, which bloomed in the sky before gently falling to the ground.

At this moment, Qin Wu slightly raised his head, slowly placed his left hand on his abdomen, and reached forward with his right hand.

A loud 'hum' followed.

A powerful, resonant sound, the kind that only true martial artists could hear, rolled in.

The three-body stance is complete.

The two old men's expressions changed drastically; they suddenly stood up, staring at Qin Wu in horror...

Silent.

After a long, long silence, the old man holding the white pieces took a deep breath, a look of shock flashing in his eyes, and whispered:

"May I ask... who are you?"

Qin Wu's expression remained indifferent, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Had he finally encountered a true martial artist?

In the silence, a sound drifted out:

"Qin Wu, a successor of Xingyi Quan."

"I have come here specifically to seek your guidance and to meet the strongest in the world. Please, enlighten me."

"..."

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Chapter 9: Overthinking

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The two old men's eyes instantly turned icy cold. Recalling how Black Widow had shouted "Challenge us!" as soon as she entered, they were filled with rage.

Since we've been out of the public eye for so long, does that mean everyone can bully my Gu Hong Quan lineage?

You're just a young kid, not even fully grown yet, and you want to challenge the older generation of strongmen?

Although he shattered the flag just now by relying on momentum, he's still far from that level. How strong can someone so young be? In the ancient martial arts tradition, one grows stronger with each battle, and even killing opponents of higher levels is commonplace.

He's reached the "Muscles and Bones Resonate" realm at such a young age, but does that really mean he'll be that powerful? How much combat experience does he have?

The two old men pondered for a moment, and then felt relieved.

Although both of them were only at the Innate Realm, while Qin Wu was at the Meridian and Bone Resonance Realm, they were still not afraid of him, and even felt that they could kill him in one move.

Because, in the ancient martial arts tradition, and even in the internal martial arts tradition, there has never been a saying that practicing routines and developing great skill can truly make one powerful.

That requires progress through battle after battle, and it takes life-or-death struggle to discover the essence of martial arts.

Martial arts, invented by our ancestors, was never intended for you to improve your health.

Martial arts were invented so that you could kill people!

How can we make progress without killing?

The two men felt that Qin Wu's ability to reach the "Meridian Resonance" realm at such a young age must mean he had devoted all his time to improving his cultivation level and honing his skills. Otherwise, how could he have such a high level?

Ironically, he spent all his time improving his martial arts skills, which meant he neglected the tactics and practical experience of martial arts.

Otherwise... unless he started cultivating in the womb, he's not strong.

After thinking for a moment, the old man holding the white pieces sneered: "You want to spar with me?"

Qin Wu stood in the Three-Body Stance, motionless, his feet firmly planted in the earth like the roots of an old tree, unshakable.

He simply said in a low voice, "I, Qin, do not engage in sparring. I only know how to kill."

The two of them held their breath.

The old man holding the black pieces, however, had a sudden flash of inspiration and looked at Qin Wu with the gaze of an elder: "You're a promising talent. If you weren't so arrogant, I might take you as my apprentice."

Qin Wu turned to look at him: "How should I address you?"

"Hong Jiadong".

As he spoke, he pointed to the old man holding the white pieces: "My younger brother, Hong Jialiang."

Qin Wu was silent for a moment: "You want me to become your disciple?"

Hong Jiadong smiled and said, "It depends on whether you are qualified. Muscles and bones resonate together... Heh, if it's just fancy moves, it's useless."

Qin Wu shook his head: "Senior, you're overthinking it. I hope the two of you can come together."

hiss--

Hong Jiadong took a deep breath, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes, his heart filled with rage: "What arrogance!"

Qin Wu remained unmoved: "If either of you comes at me together and can last five moves, I will become a disciple of Hung Kuen."

"furious!"

Hong Jiadong roared and immediately tensed up.

With a loud 'bang', the muscles hidden within that old, withered body suddenly exploded.

His whole body was bulging, and his muscles were even more terrifying than those of bodybuilders.

The clothes on his upper body were instantly shredded.

A look of despair flashed in Natasha's eyes, and she was extremely anxious: Why is he so arrogant wherever he goes?

Either of these two would be far stronger than Colossus, and could easily beat him up.

Little brother, you actually want to fight two at once!

Are you crazy?

One at a time.