Chinese martial arts: From human punching bags to martial arts mastery

"Clang!"

The crisp sound of a machine gun being cocked pierced the deathly silence of the firing range.

"Click—!"

The moment Chen Feng pressed the trigger, a gunshot rang out!

"Da da da—!!"

The Maxim machine gun roared like thunder, its flames spitting out like a crimson dragon, and the dense bullets tore through the air, blasting countless bullet holes into the target paper.

"Ding ding ding—!"

The spent cartridge cases rained down on the ground, creating a crisp metallic sound that made people's eardrums buzz.

The barrel of the Maxim machine gun heated up rapidly, causing the surrounding light and shadows to distort slightly.

"Um!?"

Nassau glanced sideways at Chen Feng's almost frenzied shooting rhythm, a contemptuous smile curving his lips.

He slowly and methodically chambered the bullet, each trigger pull as precise as a machine, his rhythm incredibly steady.

"Fool!" Nassau sneered inwardly.

He was immersed in firearms construction and shooting techniques from a young age, and the maintenance and control of heavy machine guns were ingrained in his very being.

In his eyes, Chen Feng's reckless shooting was nothing more than an amateur humiliating himself!

"Pfft—!"

Nie Huanxi, standing beside him, sneered and shouted at the group of Jewish youths, "Let's see how long this novice can last! At this rate, before the second box of ammunition is even used up, the gun barrels will be blown to bits!"

"This kid is wasting a good gun!"

The Jewish youths burst into laughter, their disdainful gazes piercing Chen Feng like needles: "A yellow-skinned good-for-nothing! Such a treasure falling into his hands is a complete waste!"

Behind Chen Feng.

Hu Tao clenched her fists, her fingertips turning white, her beautiful eyes fixed on the rapidly reddening gun barrel, her heart pounding in her throat.

Tang Tang clung tightly to Tang Zhen's arm, her little face filled with anxiety: "Dad, this is too dangerous for him!"

Tang Zhen frowned, his eyes filled with confusion, yet also revealing a hint of expectation: "Chen Feng isn't a reckless person; he must have his reasons for doing this!"

Mother Cow nodded, a feeling creeping into her heart that this matter was far from simple.

She stared intently at Chen Feng's fierce and resolute gaze, a flicker of surprise crossing her eyes—"This boy's eyes are too ruthless!"

Time flew by amidst the deafening gunfire.

"despair!"

The first box of ammunition belts was completely emptied!

A line of dazzling golden light suddenly flashed on Chen Feng's retina: [Sharpshooter Xiao Cheng (260/1000)]

His breathing remained perfectly steady. His left hand swiftly pulled the second ammunition belt, and with a "click," it was precisely chambered. His right hand then tightened the trigger once more!

"Da da da—!!"

The gunfire intensified!

The red glow of the gun barrel spread at a visible speed, and a scorching wave of heat rushed towards him, blowing the stray hairs on Chen Feng's forehead wildly. Sweat slid down his angular jawline and dripped onto the scalding gun barrel, instantly evaporating into a wisp of white mist!

"Um!?"

Nassau's firing rate had barely surpassed two hundred rounds when, looking at Chen Feng's gleaming red barrel, his brows furrowed sharply, a sense of unease creeping into his heart: "This brat couldn't possibly be unaware of the risk of a barrel explosion! What on earth is he planning?"

Seeing this, Nie Huanxi became even more smug, patting his chest and flattering Nassau, "Don't worry, brother! Once his gun barrel explodes, let's see how he gets out of this mess! We'll not only win the bet, but we'll also make him lose everything!"

"Da da da—!!"

The gunfire continued unabated!

When the last bullet of the second ammunition belt whistled out, the entire barrel was glowing red, as if it would melt into molten iron in the next second!

If the fighting continues, it will definitely explode!

Everyone thought Chen Feng would stop there!

Suddenly.

Chen Feng suddenly stood up!

"Whoosh—!"

With a lithe and agile physique like a cheetah, his steps were so fast that they left afterimages, instantly covering a distance of several meters.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he suddenly lunged at another brand-new Maxim heavy machine gun!

"Click!"

The crisp sound of the belt being cocked rang out again!

"Da da da—!!"

A new round of gunfire suddenly erupted!

This moment.

Nassau's face instantly turned ashen, and his finger on the trigger trembled violently, causing the bullet to miss its target!

He had only fired a little over 300 rounds, and his arm was already sore and numb, while Chen Feng switched guns and continued fighting, instantly creating a fatal gap in progress!

"A trick! This is a scam!"

Nie Huanxi instantly bristled, jumping up and down and yelling, "He's being a scoundrel!"

"Oh no!"

The Jewish youths turned pale, their shouts losing their strength: "Brother, we admit defeat this round! We won't let him succeed in the next two!"

Hu Tao and Hu Mingxuan burst into cheers, clapping and shouting, "Good! Well done! The rules only say who fires a thousand rounds first, not that you can't switch guns!"

Tang Zhen slapped his thigh, his eyes gleaming: "Good lad! Such quick wit!"

Tang Tang breathed a sigh of relief, her beautiful eyes shining with admiration: "I knew he was smart! And so ambitious!"

"Let's give it our all!"

Nassau gritted his teeth, blood seeping from his gums, and forced himself to pull the trigger, firing wildly.

But with this operation, the recoil pounded on his arms like a heavy hammer, making his bones feel like they were about to shatter. The gun shook violently, and the bullet accuracy plummeted!

In contrast, Chen Feng's arms were as steady as a mountain, and his muscular lines showed a powerful and beautiful look!

Moreover, the hidden energy was quietly activated, dissipating all the recoil. The flames were still raging, and the bullets accurately hit the very center of the bullseye, with bullet holes so dense that they almost formed a continuous line!

Looking at the scene before her, Mother Cow declared with certainty, "The outcome is decided!"

Before the words had even finished,

[Sharpshooter Xiao Cheng (760/1000)]

The small golden characters indicating that the third box of ammunition belts was empty suddenly appeared!

"breathe--"

Chen Feng took a deep breath, easily loaded the last box of ammunition belts into the chamber, and the moment his fingertip pulled the trigger, his eyes were sharp as knives, pointing straight to victory!

The final sprint!

however.

On the other side in Nassau, his arms were already trembling uncontrollably, and the flames were flickering intermittently.

"Tap—tap—"

The gunshots were like a death throes.

Chen Feng's arms remained as steady as iron, and the gunfire continued to be dense and violent. Amidst the spitting of fire, the bullets accurately struck the very center of the bullseye, demonstrating overwhelming power!

"What a powerful physical body! What domineering control over internal energy!"

An extreme shock flashed in Niu Ma's eyes. This level of physical strength far surpassed that of martial artists of the same realm!

Tang Zhen, a seasoned firearms expert, was utterly astonished. He turned to Tang Tang and said in a trembling voice, "This...this young man's arm strength and steadiness are stronger than anyone I've ever seen. He's practically a born marksman!"

Hu Mingxuan's gaze pierced Chen Feng's taut, bow-like back as he exclaimed, "Only someone with Chen Feng's physique would dare to do something like that!"

Hu Tao stared at the ever-shortening ammunition belt, her heart pounding in her throat, barely daring to breathe!

Just as everyone was discussing it.

Nassau abruptly released the machine gun, his arms hanging limply at his sides, his knuckles white and trembling violently. He gritted his teeth and growled, his heart filled with resentment and despair: "I surrender!"

Nie Huanxi immediately stepped forward, massaging Nassau's numb shoulders while stubbornly urging, "Brother! He was lucky this round! The next two rounds are about accuracy and marksmanship; brute force won't work!"

The Jewish youths chimed in, trying to save face: "Yes! Big Brother is a recognized sharpshooter! We'll definitely win the next round!"

The words fell.

"Bang—!!!"

A deafening explosion suddenly erupted!

The machine gun in Chen Feng's hand suddenly exploded, and metal fragments flew everywhere like shrapnel, but they were instantly shaken off by his hard qigong, leaving him completely unharmed!

The shattered gun barrel tore open his clothes, revealing his sharply defined, chiseled eight-pack abs, which, illuminated by the firelight, exuded masculine power and dominance!

Chen Feng remained expressionless, bent down to pick up the last few dozen scattered bullets, turned around and walked towards the machine gun from before, his steps firm and his eyes terrifyingly determined!

"Chen Feng, we won! We don't need to fight anymore!" Tang Tang shouted hurriedly, her eyes full of worry.

"Yes! Stop firing! We've already won!" Hu Tao hurriedly tried to dissuade them, fearing that the machine gun would explode again.

Chen Feng nodded slightly without turning around. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the bullet clicked into the chamber.

Looking at the relentless determination in his eyes, Niu Ma was certain: "This boy doesn't want a simple victory!"

"Damn it! He's definitely trying to blow up the tank and extort money from us!"

Nie Huanxi shouted angrily, then immediately realized she had misspoke and quickly changed her tune: "Pah! Let him blow it up! If it gets damaged, it's his own loss!"

The Jewish youths around him chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes! The Tang family will have no choice but to suffer in silence!"

"Da da da—!!!"

Gunfire erupted across the firing range once more, more ferocious than ever before!

On Chen Feng's retina, golden light suddenly surged, dazzling like the blazing sun, and lines of golden text frantically filled the screen, shaking his mind and soul.

Heaven rewards diligence; success is inevitable!

[Sharpshooter's Skill Level: From Beginner to Advanced!]

[Master Sharpshooter (10/5000)!]

[Shooting Mastery: Arm like a rifle butt, internal force to deflect bullets! At 300 meters, every shot hits its mark! Hitting targets even around corners and through gaps!]

His internal energy cultivation and marksmanship were completely integrated. His arms were as steady as a rock, like the butt of a gun. With the vibration of internal energy, the bullets carried the force of breaking the wind. Combined with his amazing prediction and perception, he could kill with a single shot even in corners, gaps, or behind cover!