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

"Dare to block the waterway! You're asking for death!"

The waves on the river surged like thunder, dozens of sampans blocked the road across the river, and the Qingbang cargo boats were like ferocious beasts entrenched in the middle of the river.

Chen Feng's anger exploded from the top of his head, and his hard qi surged through his entire body. His dark blue clothes fluttered in the wind, and he looked like a wrathful Vajra about to descend into the world!

"Whoosh—!"

Chen Feng pushed off the ship's side with his feet, and his body soared three zhang into the air!

Like an eagle skimming the river, like an arrow piercing the wind, his foot slammed down hard on the bow of the nearest sampan with a "smack"!

"Bang--!!"

The wooden boat suddenly sank, splashing water half a meter high, and the planks groaned under the weight.

"Those who stand in my way—die!"

Without pausing, Chen Feng leaped and bounded across one, two, three boats... his figure flashed across the wildly rocking sampans like a "white streak in the waves," heading straight for the central cargo ship!

"Rebellion! Rebellion! Stop him! Kill him!"

The boat captain's beard and hair stood on end, and his fierce bark was like thunder, shaking the surface of the river.

In an instant.

The boatmen on the sampan suddenly jumped up!

Each and every one of them is a ruthless character who fights for their lives on the water; every move they make is a killing blow!

The boatman on the left bent his knees and lowered his waist, unleashing a [Wave-Treading Knee] like an iron cone aimed at Chen Feng's lower back, intending to break his spine with a single knee strike; the boatman on the right twisted his body and turned his elbow, unleashing a [Water-Splitting Elbow] that brought a sharp whistling sound as it cleaved across Chen Feng's carotid artery; the boatman in front of him had his five fingers like hooks, lowered his shoulders and dropped his elbows, unleashing a [Sinking Hand] that struck straight at his chest, about to knock him into the water with a single palm strike!

Three moves unleashed simultaneously, sealing off all directions! A killing formation on the water is formed in an instant!

The sampan was tossed about wildly by the waves, and Chen Feng's steps swayed slightly. He was indeed uncomfortable on a boat for the first time, and if he lost his balance, he would be hit!

But his hard qigong had already swelled up his limbs and bones, his muscles taut as if cast from refined iron; no matter how the killing move came, there was no fear in his eyes, only a chillingly fierce killing intent!

"Bang!"

The [Wave-Treading Knee] slammed hard into the side of the waist, producing only a dull thud, as if hitting iron and stone!

"Ouch--!"

The boatman was in excruciating pain in his knees, and his face was deathly pale and contorted!

"Um!?"

Chen Feng's body swayed violently, but in that moment of violent shaking and life-or-death struggle, his mind suddenly cleared up!

The dead stakes that were originally planted in the ground have now become living stakes that move with the waves!

The boat rocks, but he doesn't; the waves sway, but he doesn't!

His body was like a pine tree in the water, its roots firmly planted in the waves, and its strength flowing through his limbs!

The powerful and unparalleled strength of Tongbei Quan came alive for the first time on the water!

In that instant, Chen Feng had a sudden realization—fixed stakes are dead, moving stakes are alive!

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"die!"

Chen Feng roared and roared, unleashing a fierce counterattack from Tongbei Quan!

With a swift, iron-whip-like strike, the left hand parried the "Water-Splitting Elbow" directly, and with a crisp "crack," the boatman's elbow twisted and deformed on the spot!

With his right fist flying like a cannonball, [Tongbei Pao] blasted his skull apart with a single punch, killing him instantly.

Then, his fist instantly transformed into a palm blade, slashing horizontally at the throat of the [Sinking Hand]!

"Snap!"

The sound of his throat bones shattering was ear-piercing and terrifying. The boatman didn't even utter a sound before he was sent flying backward like a puppet with its strings cut, and with a "plop," he plunged into the river!

The boatman, still screaming in agony from the left knee strike, was struck hard in the chest by Chen Feng's toe!

"Bang!"

Bones shattered and the man flew through the air, kicking him directly into the river!

One move breaks through three kills!

Chen Feng moved again, gliding effortlessly across the wildly rocking sampan, heading straight for the central cargo ship.

"Kill him!"

The boatmen rushed forward like madmen, brandishing knives and clubs, and striking with knees and elbows!

But every time he got close, Chen Feng easily deflected his force with his water-based slalom technique, followed by a devastating and fatal blow!

The fist landed—the person flew—and fell into the water!

The fist lands again—the person flies again—the person falls into the water again!

Water splashed wildly on the river surface, and screams rose and fell!

Any scum who dares to block the way won't even last one move!

On the small steamer, everyone's blood was boiling with excitement!

Hu Sanzhen's gaze was piercing, fixed on Chen Feng's figure as he suddenly attained enlightenment on the water. He slowly nodded, his words as firm as iron: "Excellent comprehension! Ruthless enough!"

Hu Mingxuan licked his burning lips, his eyes filled with fanaticism, and said fiercely, "What a lone wolf! Anyone who dares to touch him is dead!"

Hu Tao clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would explode. She was filled with shock, fear, and anticipation. She whispered in a trembling voice, "Perfect... getting familiar with the water battles beforehand will give me a better chance of facing the two bandit leaders..."

Tang Tang covered her mouth, her eyes wide, and couldn't help but think of those eight-pack abs. A slight smile involuntarily crept onto her lips: "So fierce..."

Wang Xiao'er jumped up and down, shouting "Well done, Brother Chen Feng! Well done!" until his voice was hoarse.

The ship's crew went into a frenzy, pulling out silver dollars to place bets and yelling that Chen Feng could fight his way through: "Hurry, hurry, place your bets now..."

In less than ten breaths!

The boatmen blocking the way on the river have been completely cleared out.

As the waves surged, corpses floated and sank with the current, turning the river surface a dark red!

"Whoosh—"

Chen Feng, his clothes stained with blood, leaped and landed steadily on the deck of the Green Gang's cargo ship!

"You! Don't come any closer!"

The boat captain, who had painstakingly cultivated for ten years and finally reached the level of Ming Jin, had only been swaggering around for a few days when Chen Feng's imposing aura terrified him so much that his legs trembled. Yet, he still roared fiercely, his voice trembling with fear: "Kid! This is Huang Heshang's cargo boat from the Green Gang! If you dare touch me, Huang Heshang will skin you alive!"

"So noisy—"

Chen Feng lifted his foot and stepped forward, each step causing the deck to tremble, as if he were stepping on that guy's heart!

"Charge! Charge now! All of you, charge! Kill him!"

The boat captain was terrified and waved his hands frantically.

"kill!"

Dozens of Green Gang thugs, wielding knives and clubs, roared and surrounded them!

With blades flashing and clubs sweeping heads, fists and feet were unleashed simultaneously, and the deck instantly transformed into a deathmatch battlefield!

Chen Feng unleashed his Tongbei Fist in full force, unleashing a torrent of deadly moves!

A man swung his knife down, but Chen Feng dodged to the side and struck him hard in the armpit with his elbow, shattering his shoulder bone on the spot.

One man swept a stick across Chen Feng's knee, and Chen Feng lightly touched the boat plank with his toes, then landed and stomped on the man's skull with all his might.

Three or five men surrounded and pounced on him, but Chen Feng twisted his waist and hips and unleashed a series of rapid punches, his Tongbei Lianhuanquan (a type of punch) as fast as lightning. Several men's chests collapsed at the same time, and they flew backward, smashing the ship's side.

Blood splattered on his face and body.

Chen Feng's eyes were icy cold, showing no evasion, no flinching, and no mercy!

In a short while, the Green Gang thugs who rushed up fell down in rows like mowing grass, screaming, breaking bones, vomiting blood, and dying. The deck was instantly stained red with blood!

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At this point, the only living person left on the boat was the captain.

"Don't be so arrogant, kid! I... I'll fight you to the death!"

He completely broke down, roared madly, pulled out the bloodstained broken knife from his waist, and slashed viciously, aiming straight for Chen Feng's face.

"Green Gang scum!"

Chen Feng neither dodged, evaded, nor retreated, but met the blade head-on with a fierce Tongbei Fist [Supporting Hammer].

"die--!"

All the anger, murderous intent, and pent-up frustration were concentrated into a single punch at this moment!

"clang--!!"

The sound of metal clashing was deafening!

The short sword that came slashing down shattered under his fist! Metal fragments flew everywhere!

The force of the punch remained undiminished, slamming into the boat captain's face like a heavy cannon!

"Snap—!!"

A sickeningly loud cracking sound, like bones breaking, exploded out!

The boat captain's cheek collapsed instantly, his nose shattered, his jaw broke, his teeth gushed out mixed with blood, and his eyeballs exploded!

Heaven rewards diligence; success is inevitable.

[Tongbei Quan Minor Mastery: 0/1000]

Chen Feng slowly clenched his right hand, which was hanging by his side. The scabs on his knuckles were soaked by the newly gushing blood. The originally surging Tongbei Hard Qigong did not dissipate, but instead slowly settled along the meridians, completely merging with the flesh and blood of his limbs and bones.

In that instant, he clearly perceived the dramatic changes in his physical body.

In the past, when Tongbei Quan (a style of Chinese martial arts) was used to fight, the muscles were taut and deliberate. Every time force was exerted, the waist and back had to be mobilized, like a hard bow being fully drawn. Although it had strength, it always carried a bit of sluggishness, as if the body was a piece of unsharpened iron that could split everything, but would also wear itself down.

But now, things are different.

The internal energy of Tongbei Quan, which has reached a minor level, moves like a serpent, no longer an external force that he deliberately "draws" out, but has become part of his flesh and blood.

He could clearly feel that the muscles on both sides of his back were rooted to the ground, and with each breath, the muscles were connected to his waist, hips, shoulders and arms in one breath, without any gaps.

He looked down at his palms, and the heart in his chest, which had once pounded with the turbulence of the river waves, was now as steady as a rock at the bottom of the river.

The anger and rage previously stirred up by the storm and the killing intent have all transformed into a calm and focused force within the fist.

He understood that this was not an improvement in ruthlessness, but a leap in realm—from "hitting people with force" to "controlling the body with strength," the fierceness of Tongbei Quan had finally been completely integrated into his bones and blood.

"This...this is..."

Hu Mingxuan suddenly stood up straight from the ship's side, his eyes wide open, his finger pointing firmly in Chen Feng's direction, his voice filled with unbelievable fervor.

"He's changed... his fists have completely changed!"

Hu Mingxuan's Adam's apple bobbed violently. He staggered forward two steps, bracing himself against the ship's railing, his voice trembling: "Before, his punches were fierce! Ruthless! Just a burst of energy! But now... his punches have roots! They have bone!"

Hu Sanzhen stood beside him, his cloudy old eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze fixed on Chen Feng's blood-stained yet upright figure, without saying a word.

"Click!"

Sparks flew, tobacco leaves ignited, and pale blue smoke slowly rose, blurring his beard, hair, and eyebrows.

Amidst the swirling smoke.

"With the initial success of Tongbei (a traditional Chinese medicine technique), the bones are connected and the strength is unified!"

Hu Sanzhen took a gentle inhale, then slowly exhaled. A faint hint of approval flashed in his cloudy eyes, finally settling into an almost inaudible sigh: "From now on, this kid's fist has come alive!"

at the same time.

Chen Feng didn't stop!

One punch.

Another punch.

With each punch, the three bloody words "ballast" roared out.

The ferocious punches were like iron hammers smashing melons, each strike hitting the same spot! Blood, broken bones, and flesh splattered wildly!

Chen Feng didn't deliberately exert any force; he simply twisted his waist and hips, causing his back muscles to tremble naturally. The force of his punch then traveled straight through the tendons and bones of his shoulders and back—it wasn't "struck" out, but rather "spit out" from his body.

"Bang—"

With the final punch, that arrogant and domineering head was completely shattered!

The headless corpse fell to the ground in a pool of blood with a "thud," completely dead!

The deck reeked of blood.

Beneath the deck, countless wronged souls finally found peace.

The river, the boats, and the shore were all deathly silent.

Hu Tao and Tang Tang were so frightened that they backed away, covering their eyes tightly with their hands, but they couldn't help but peek out through their fingers.

Tangtang screamed in a trembling voice, "So rude! So violent!"

Wang Xiaoer and all the crew members on the steamer froze on the spot, too shocked to breathe, their bodies covered in cold sweat!

The initial mockery, amusement, and resentment in their hearts were now crushed, leaving only a deep-seated fear and awe. They all lowered their heads, not daring to meet Chen Feng's gaze even for a moment, for fear of being targeted by this god of death!

The river was deathly still, with only the sound of waves lapping against the boat.

In that deathly, suffocating moment—a furious, familiar, and murderous shout swept across the river!

"You brat! Stop it right now!"

Chen Feng slowly withdrew his blood-stained fist, raised his cold, bloodthirsty eyes, and looked at the speedboat that was breaking through the waves.

On the bow of the ship stood an old acquaintance, leading a large group of men, looking fierce and menacing, charging towards them.

A chillingly murderous intent curled at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth.

Each word was deliberate and succinct, each word like a knife.