Master of Chinese Martial Arts: I Can Steal the Skills of a Grandmaster from the Republic of China E

Chapter 100 Fighting with Water

Zhou Xing had already reached the alley entrance, where a wide riverbank lay before him. He turned his head slightly and glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye; Hans was following closely behind.

Although the Green Gang members didn't directly take action, it was still a good excuse.

"Lieutenant Hans,"

He suddenly stopped and pointed to a deserted small dock in front of him. "Look there, the terrain is complicated, suitable for hiding. The Green Gang's reaction just now was strange. I suspect they're not just occupying territory, they might be covering something up."

"Take Chen Qi and the others and quietly go back. Keep an eye on those two groups of Green Gang members, especially the one surnamed Wu and the one with the dark face. See who they contact afterwards."

He said decisively, "I'm a good swimmer. I'll go into the water from here and quickly explore the underwater and waterfront areas of that abandoned dock to see if there's anything unusual. Let's split up; that's the most efficient way."

The reasoning was closely tied to the recent conflict, directly defining the Green Gang's obstruction as a cover-up of evidence, and assigning them the task of monitoring suspicious leaders, which was indeed Hans's responsibility.

"Yes."

Hans hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded. "Detective Zhou, be careful. If you spot anything, retreat immediately and send a signal."

"Meet here in half an hour."

Zhou Xingdao.

Hans nodded in agreement. In half an hour, there wasn't much they could do besides checking the river area.

He didn't really understand Renault's order to monitor Zhou Xing.

In his view, Zhou Xing wouldn't abandon such a bright future to pursue his own selfish interests. However, as an adjutant, carrying out orders from superiors was also his duty.

Zhou Xing said no more, turned around and walked quickly towards the water's edge.

As Hans turned back into the alley, he lowered his body, his joints shifting, and like a boneless water snake, silently slid into the murky river, barely making a splash.

Remove the highest score and the lowest score to get the final score, out of a maximum of ten.

Zhou Xing silently gave himself a score for his entry into the water.

The water was icy cold.

He held his breath, and the "Fish-Catching Strength" circulated within his body, sustaining his oxygen consumption.

Underwater light is dim, but the direction and force of the water flow become clearly perceptible.

He could discern the suction-like undercurrent emanating from the backwater pool.

With time pressing, his fascia naturally stretched, and his waist twisted, like a real big fish breaking through the resistance and diving towards the core of the three-way intersection.

The icy river water enveloped my entire body, the water pressure squeezing in from all directions, and all I could hear was the muffled sound of the flowing water and my own slow, drum-like heartbeat.

Half an hour on the Haihe River might not seem like much to others, but for Zhou Xing, it was enough.

The reason for choosing the three-way intersection is because it's close.

The map in his mind was clear.

The Huishuituo River is right outside the wall of the Tianhou Temple, the shortest and fastest route by line.

The remaining three locations are: Laolongtou Wanzi, which is three or four miles upstream; the British Concession Reed Marsh, which is four or five miles downstream; and Xiaxihe Sluice, which is the furthest, at least ten miles away.

On land, it would take an hour to complete the journey, but in the water, relying on the flexible and flowing lines of the River Demon and the long, drawn-out breath of the Toad-Catching Strength, he can take advantage of this time difference.

Explore first, then don't take any action. These locations are more than enough time to turn back.

The body adjusts slightly with the water flow, as if merging into the veins of the river.

The water ahead grew increasingly dark, and an invisible suction force began to pull at my body; I had arrived at the backwater pool.

Here, the water doesn't flow straight like elsewhere; instead, it swirls, forming eddies of varying sizes that stir up silt from the riverbed, making visibility even more obscured.

Zhou Xing relaxed his muscles, letting a slightly weaker eddy carry him as he spun and sank, sensing the changes in the water's flow.

The hidden energy flowed within the body like mercury, resisting the pressure and tearing exerted by the water from different angles.

The skin shimmered slightly under the pressure of the water and the friction of the undercurrent, revealing a fish-scale-like texture. The body hairs seemed forced to move more flexibly under the pressure, sensing the direction and change of every bit of force.

The breathing technique of "Fish-toad Strength" transforms into an internal circulation underwater. With each inhale and exhale, the internal organs circulate, squeezing out the meager air in the water.

He felt the fascia in his lungs and lower abdomen being repeatedly hammered, tightened, and then relaxed under this special internal and external pressure.

The eddy carried him to the bottom of the water.

Suddenly, a horizontal undercurrent, without warning, slapped him hard to the side like a giant hand!

Immediately afterwards, the swirling force from the riverbed began to pull at his legs, trying to drag him into a deeper, more turbulent eddy.

Zhou Xing twisted his waist and abdomen violently, unleashing a burst of hidden strength, and forcefully broke free half a foot from the grip of the horizontal water flow.

But the suction of the vortex below intensifies, like countless cold hands grabbing your ankles and dragging you down.

He swung his legs repeatedly, activating the [River Spirit Appearance], stretching his fascia to its limit, every inch of his muscle resisting the force that was about to tear him apart.

The "Toad-Catching Force" was surging wildly within his body.

With each breath, the internal organs feel as if they are being squeezed and kneaded by an invisible hand, extracting the last bit of oxygen and energy.

The breath grew longer and deeper, and all the mind and strength were gathered in the chest and abdomen. This was the central axis of the body, the source of power, and the core that was bearing the water pressure and pulling at this moment. It was the most intense and the place that needed to be connected the most.

The hidden energy instinctively gathers in the chest and abdomen area, forming a tough inner armor that resists the immense pressure from the outside world.

But that's not enough.

Pressure is pervasive, seeping from the skin into the muscles, compressing the bones, and shaking the internal organs.

He felt a tightness in his chest, his breathing became labored, and his inner armor was fluctuating violently under the continuous high pressure, as if it would shatter at any moment.

When a crisis suddenly strikes, it's no longer swimming, but fighting.

Fighting against this river that has lived for countless years, knowing how to use its gentle surface to conceal its fangs beneath.

There is no way to retreat.

He no longer tried to completely resist the current, but instead focused his mind on the most turbulent part of his chest and abdomen.

Guide with intention, perceive with pain.

The hidden force is no longer evenly distributed, but flows with the changes in water pressure.

The newly grasped soft power began to exert its force, circulating throughout the body.

The pressure comes from the left, and the hidden force gathers to the left; the vortex pulls down the lower body, and the force sinks and takes root.

Transform rigid defense into flexible response.

The water flow is unpredictable, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes pressing, sometimes pulling.

His internal energy also changed accordingly, rapidly shifting, converging, and dissipating in his chest and abdomen.

At first, I couldn't keep up, my internal organs were shaken and felt a dull pain, and my breathing almost became disordered several times.

But gradually, under extreme pressure and the focus on life and death, the originally independent and separate energy channels in the chest and abdomen began to loosen and connect.

It was as if tiny, scorching streams, under the pressure of the high-pressure hammer, were forcibly breaking through the last barriers between the fascia.

The boundary between the chest and abdomen becomes blurred, and the strength no longer needs to be deliberately guided. It can be used as easily as an arm or finger, and the strength is delivered as soon as the mind is focused.

Every impact of the water flow becomes the best forging.

At one moment, a fierce and violent undercurrent crashed into him head-on. Zhou Xing neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead tucked in his chest and abdomen, concentrating all his mind and strength on one point.

"Thump!"

The muffled sound echoed underwater.

The force of the impact made his vision go black, but his blood and qi did not dissipate.

Between the chest and abdomen, a more powerful, richer, and more harmonious heat flowed up from the dantian, instantly breaking through the previously stagnant barrier and filling the entire center of the torso without any hindrance!

pass!

The hidden energy flows through the chest and abdomen!