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

"collapse--!"

A powerful and unparalleled force exploded from Chen Feng's arm bone, and the coiling silk force that Shui Haozi relied on to make a name for himself was instantly shattered by this domineering and incomparable hard qigong!

"How is this possible! My silk-reeling technique—"

The water rat's grip on his fingers snapped instantly, his arms went numb and went limp from the shock, and his entire arm trembled violently and uncontrollably.

He was so terrified that he almost jumped out of his skin and tried to back away.

"Hey--"

Chen Feng was already following closely, taking a half step forward, his shoulder propelling his elbow, and his elbow propelling his hand. His right arm swept across like an iron whip, delivering a powerful back-cutting palm strike that slammed into the outside of Shui Haozi's right knee!

"Snap—!"

A crisp, piercing sound of bones cracking suddenly rang out.

"ah--!"

Water Rat screamed as his right knee was instantly twisted and deformed inward by the blow, the broken bone piercing through his flesh and blood gushing out!

Then he suddenly lost his balance and fell heavily to one knee, the excruciating pain contorting his facial features.

Chen Feng's eyes were as cold as ice, giving the other party no chance to breathe.

His left hand suddenly shot out like an iron hook, grabbing the water rat's left shoulder and collarbone. His finger strength penetrated the bone, and he squeezed and twisted hard!

"ah--!!"

His collarbone was crushed and dented, and Shuihaozi's entire left arm went limp and fell down instantly, with no strength left to lift it.

His life-saving silk-reeling technique has completely failed; one arm is crippled and one leg is broken, leaving him utterly helpless and at the mercy of others.

"Is that all you've got in terms of your silk-reeling technique?"

Chen Feng's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.

Water Rat collapsed to the ground, his severed arms and legs bleeding profusely, leaving only desperate howls, all traces of the arrogance of the dock manager gone.

"Pfft!"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, knowing he was doomed, and his voice suddenly became shrill and piercing: "Chen Feng! Did you kill Big Gold Tooth? Chen Feng! Tell me now!"

Chen Feng suddenly kicked out, striking Shui Haozi's left ribs with a sharp "crack," and the ribs broke, causing Shui Haozi to tremble violently in pain.

He said calmly, "I slashed right here!"

The water rat screamed and roared in agony, "I knew it! I knew it! I regret it so much..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"The final strike should be made here!"

Chen Feng kicked again, slamming Shui Haozi hard into his groin. With a cracking sound, Shui Haozi was in so much pain that he almost fainted, his body convulsing uncontrollably.

"Want to sleep? Did I say yes?"

Chen Feng kicked a basin of bloody water hard in his face. The cold water instantly sobered Shui Haozi up again: "The money, I took it too!"

next second.

【Supporting Hammer】

Chen Feng's blood and qi surged suddenly, and he unleashed a deadly move from the Tongbei Fist!

His shoulders, waist, hips, and legs instantly became one, his spine sprang up like a steel whip, and all the power in his body flowed from the soles of his feet all the way to his fist, carrying the unique penetrating, supporting, collapsing, and exploding power of Tongbei Quan, and he blasted it out!

One punch can shatter the sky and split the earth; one hammer can shatter rivers and seas!

"This is what you call a hammer?!"

Water Rat's pupils suddenly dilated, reflecting the lightning-fast attack that was about to strike.

But just as he was about to die...

Suddenly, a blurry figure appeared in the clouds, and the Water Rat roared with its last ounce of strength, "Mishima-kun... save me!"

Then, its survival instinct suddenly kicked in, and it rolled wildly on the ground, screaming for help like a madman. Just as its hoarse scream escaped its throat, a thick, pale fog suddenly rose from the outside of the millstone!

"Whoosh—"

A shadow flashed, and a figure dressed in white ninja clothes darted out like a ghost, a cold blade in his palm aimed straight at Chen Feng's lower back!

"Whoosh—"

Seeing this, Chen Feng dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding this insidious attack.

next second.

A short, fierce figure slowly emerged from the fog: "Baka!"

This man was none other than "Mishima Chisha," a ronin assassin from the Hongkou Dojo in Japan.

He possesses mastery of Japanese ninjutsu and is at the Ming Jin level. He is most skilled at using poisoned gear darts. By using the fog to obscure his vision, every move is a deadly sneak attack. His movements are unpredictable, making him impossible to track down.

"Chen Feng! I'll handle this Japanese bastard! You just kill that Green Gang scum!"

Hu Mingxuan roared and leaped forward, his arms swinging wildly to entangle the Japanese ninja. Fists and kicks clashed violently with ninjutsu, and the battle instantly became extremely dangerous.

Chen Feng glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Er Gou had also been spotted by the Green Gang's henchmen, who pounced on him like madmen. The situation was becoming increasingly precarious. If they delayed any longer, Er Gou would surely be in danger!

"To catch the thief, first catch the king! To kill the enemy, first behead him!"

Chen Feng no longer held back. He fully activated his minor mastery of hard qigong, and his muscles suddenly tensed up like cast iron. He did not dodge or avoid the ninja's hidden weapon as it grazed his flesh, but charged forward fiercely!

"You traitor who betrays your master and ancestors, you villain who brings disaster to the country and its people, die!"

Chen Feng kicked the water rat high into the air!

Immediately afterwards, he poured all the power of his mid-stage Ming Jin into his right arm, and the Tongbei Fist's ultimate killing move—[Supporting Hammer]—was unleashed once again!

This punch, driven by the shoulder to the hip, the hip to the waist, the waist to the elbow, and the elbow to the hand, caused the muscles and bones of the whole body to resonate, and the power to flow through the limbs and bones. The fist was like a giant pillar supporting the sky and splitting the heavens, and the force was like a heavy hammer smashing down on the earth. It was fierce and unparalleled, and domineering. It hit the water rat in the chest!

"Snap—!"

The ear-piercing sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the venue.

"No--"

Water Rat was blasted away like a tattered sack, his body crashing out of control into a creaking, spinning rice hulling machine. The massive rollers and gears instantly slammed him in!

"Ah—Chen Feng—I hate it so much—I hate that I didn't just kill you back then!!"

A heart-wrenching scream tore through the millstone, and flesh and bones were crushed by the machine with a chilling crushing sound.

The Japanese ninja was shocked to see this and knew that the situation was hopeless. He immediately crushed the smoke pellet, and the thick fog swelled up. His figure flashed in the fog and disappeared without a trace.

On the distant river, the Japanese ships had already noticed the fighting on the shore. Taking advantage of the chaos, they turned around and fled rapidly towards the center of the river, becoming nothing more than blurry black dots in the blink of an eye.

As Chen Feng watched the departing Japanese ships, the killing intent between his fists lingered. For the first time, a strong obsession arose in his heart—if he had a naval force, he would surely be able to encircle and annihilate them all today, and none of them would be able to escape!

Inside the rice huller, the water rat's body was about to be completely swallowed up and crushed.

"snort--"

Chen Feng's eyes turned cold. He leaped forward, his hand like an iron hook. In a flash, he grabbed the other man's hair and ripped his head out!

"Tick-tock! Tick-tock!"

Blood splattered on the dust, staining the human skin ledgers scattered on the ground.

"Stop it, all of you!"

Holding the water rat's bloodied head, Chen Feng turned and climbed to a high point, shouting across the dock, "The water rat is dead! Surrender now!"

"We surrender!"

"We surrender!"

"Master Chen! Hero Chen! Please, please don't kill us..."

On the rice mill and live skinning platform, all the Green Gang thugs and executioners were terrified when they saw the bloody, mangled head. Their legs went weak, and they all knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly and wailing in unison, begging for their lives.

Taking advantage of the situation, Er Gou and Hu Mingxuan rushed forward, wielding their iron axes with a cracking sound, and cut off all the iron shackles on the hundreds of laborers.

The rescued laborers collapsed to the ground, their gasps for relief rising and falling.

After doing all this.

The two men quickly returned to Chen Feng's side, looked at the Green Gang henchmen kneeling on the ground, and asked in a deep voice, "What should we do with these hundred or so people?"

Holding the severed head, Chen Feng's gaze swept over the kneeling disciples and thugs like a cold blade. He suddenly roared, causing everyone to tremble: "Those who believe they are innocent, all of you, stand beside me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

next second.

The kneeling Green Gang henchmen looked at each other, scrambling to their feet and scrambling to get behind Chen Feng, afraid that if they were a step too slow, they would end up like the rats.

In front of the huge millstone, there was only one person, still kneeling alone in the same spot, motionless.