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

"What! Money is easy to make?"

Ah Si and Zhu Luo looked up abruptly, their eyes filled with disbelief and ecstatic joy, their voices trembling: "Brother Chen! You...you really have a way?!"

Hu Tao and Hu Mingxuan, standing nearby, were both taken aback upon hearing this. They quickly exchanged a glance and simultaneously lowered their voices, saying, "He wouldn't be planning to send these people to rob other businesses, would he?"

Wang Xiaoer, Er Gou, and the others were completely dumbfounded, scratching the back of their heads and muttering to themselves, their faces full of confusion: "Making money is easy? I've lived for twenty years, and I've only ever heard the saying 'it's hard to eat shit and hard to make money,' I've never seen money that's easy to make..."

Just then.

The river wind suddenly became fierce, howling and sweeping over the roof of the dock, making the straw on top rustle.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if a bloody storm was brewing in the shadows.

"Kidnapping!"

Chen Feng uttered two words calmly, as if he were talking about something completely ordinary.

immediately.

He slowly raised his eyes, his sharp gaze sweeping over the crowd, and explained in a deep voice, "Ninety percent of the people in Shanghai are poor, but the concessions are full of wealthy people, especially the foreigners!"

"Whether they're Japanese or Westerners, they're all incredibly wealthy, always asking for the moon..."

"And tying them up is a genuine act of patriotism!"

The moment those words were spoken, the room fell into a deathly silence.

next second.

"suck--!"

Everyone gasped in unison, their bodies stiffening with shock and horror on their faces.

Ah Si and Zhu Luo exchanged a glance, their eyes instantly igniting with fervent light. They abruptly stood up, solemnly clasped their hands in a fist salute to Chen Feng, their voices trembling with excitement: "Brother, you've truly shown us the way!"

Having spent years at the docks, they knew all too well that foreigners relied entirely on waterways to reach Suzhou and other inland areas. This method was simply flawless and an excellent way to make money!

Just as the two were overjoyed and rubbing their hands together, preparing to disperse and make preparations...

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

A series of dense, sharp whistling sounds suddenly came, as fast as lightning, leaving no time to react.

"Be careful!"

Chen Feng, Hu Mingxuan, A Si, and Zhu Luo were all masters of Ming Jin, with five senses far exceeding those of ordinary people. They sensed the deadly danger almost the instant the sound rang out and shouted warnings.

"Aaaaaah—!"

A series of piercing screams followed, and many people had no time to dodge. They were instantly struck by the poisoned gear darts and various hidden weapons, staggering to the ground, their wounds turning black and swelling instantly.

Chen Feng reacted the fastest, flipping off his outer garment and rapidly twisting his arms. The wide garment transformed into an impenetrable shield in front of him, steadily catching all the hidden weapons and firmly protecting everyone around him.

Ah Si acted decisively, flipping his hand to draw a folding fan from his waist. With a "whoosh," the fan unfolded, its surface fluttering like an ink-wash shield, deflecting all the incoming hidden weapons with a series of clanging sounds. His movements were both elegant and swift.

The pig, though rough, was actually quite shrewd. He drew his butcher knife from his waist with both hands, the blade flashing swiftly and viciously, cutting down the flying projectiles one by one with incredible speed.

"ah--!"

A sharp cry rang out unexpectedly. Hu Tao, who knew no martial arts, hurriedly hid behind Hu Mingxuan, but she still couldn't avoid it. Her shoulder suddenly went numb as a poisoned dart pierced her flesh, causing her face to turn deathly pale in pain.

"Oh no!"

Hu Mingxuan's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he hurriedly reached out to support the swaying walnut.

But because of this momentary distraction, a vicious poison dart came flying through the air and pierced his body, very close to his heart meridian.

Hu Mingxuan groaned, his clothes instantly soaked with blood. He dared not make any sudden movements, knowing that if he moved rashly, the poison would accelerate its attack on his heart, killing him on the spot.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he immediately recognized the origin of the poisoned dart. His eyes blazed with fury: "This is a poisoned gear dart from those Japanese bastards at the Rice Market Ferry Terminal!"

Before he could finish speaking...

His sharp eyes instantly locked onto the direction from which the poisoned dart had been fired—a dense thicket of bushes.

"Hey--!"

Without saying a word, Chen Feng suddenly kicked out, sending the heavy wooden stool beside him flying. The stool, carrying immense force, flew through the air and crashed straight into the bushes!

"Bang--!"

With a loud bang, the wooden stool shattered into pieces instantly.

"Baka—!"

A dark figure suddenly sprang up from the bushes, leaping up the treetops like a ghost, and disappearing into the dense foliage in the blink of an eye.

"The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light! We cannot linger here!"

Chen Feng made a decisive move, turning to Er Gou and Wang Xiaoer and urging them in a deep voice, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "You two protect Hu Tao, Hu Mingxuan, and the others and retreat back to the ship immediately. I'll cover the rear!"

at the same time.

Ah Si and Zhu Luo, relying on their Ming Jin cultivation, quickly kicked away stones, wooden tables, pottery jars, and other debris on the ground, sending them crashing down on the location where the hidden weapons were launched from the bushes.

Suddenly, several screams came from the bushes, and the grass and trees trembled violently, clearly indicating that the Japanese ninja hiding there had been hit.

"Quickly! Take the wounded back to the ship immediately, don't delay!"

Ah Si and the pig shouted in unison, urging everyone to evacuate quickly.

But just then, another unexpected event occurred!

Beneath the once calm river surface, countless heads suddenly surfaced, and one by one, masked Japanese ninjas struggled to climb toward the moored boats. A chaotic battle instantly erupted on the river, with shouts of battle and the clash of weapons rising and falling.

After being fiercely attacked by the people on the ship, some Japanese ninjas abandoned their attempt to board the ship and instead took out sharp weapons to frantically chisel at the bottom of the ship, trying to trap everyone in the river.

Left with no other option, except for the small steamships, all the ships were forced to quickly leave the dock.

finally.

The large group of ninjas in the water climbed onto the dock and completely cut off everyone's escape route.

Seeing this scene.

Japanese ninjas emerged from the bushes, charging out menacingly. With their combined attack from both sides, they quickly surrounded everyone in the middle of the dock.

"Baka! Baka!"

With a furious roar, Mishima Chigura, the leader, led a group of ninjas who unleashed a barrage of hidden weapons and charged forward wielding sharp katanas. They displayed ruthless Japanese swordsmanship and bizarre ninjutsu, hacking and slashing at the crowd like madmen.

Chaos erupted instantly on the dock, with screams, wails, and angry curses filling the air.

Chen Feng, with his keen observation skills, made a decisive decision.

Knowing full well that he couldn't afford to be attacked from all sides, he immediately shouted, "Retreat to the foot of the cliff! With our backs against the cliff, we can only be attacked from one side!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately followed Chen Feng and retreated towards the cliff face. With their backs against the cold stone wall, they finally regained their footing.

Mishima Chigure, accompanied by numerous Japanese ninjas, surrounded the group, a cruel smile on his face, shouting in broken Chinese, "You Chinese pigs, you're all going to die today!"

Chen Feng glanced behind him and saw that, apart from Ah Si and Zhu Luo who were relatively unharmed, almost everyone else was injured to some extent. Hu Mingxuan, Hu Tao, and others were even poisoned and were in critical condition.

He immediately made tactical arrangements, saying in a deep voice, "A-Si, Pig, you two take the rest of the able-bodied men and protect the wounded and the elderly and children. I'll face Mishima Gearhead directly!"

To catch the thief, first catch the king!

Chen Feng understood this principle all too well: only by killing this Japanese scumbag leader could everyone have a chance to turn the tide.

Despite the excruciating pain in his chest, Hu Mingxuan gritted his teeth, pulled out a hidden weapon, and cut open his wound to release the poisoned blood. His voice trembled as he warned, "Chen Feng, don't underestimate him! Last time I fought Mishima Chiche, I was in grave danger after just a few rounds. This Japanese bastard has many cunning and insidious methods!"

Pig and Ah Si's expressions changed drastically, and they rushed forward to stop him, loudly opposing Chen Feng's solo fight against the opponent.

"Brother Chen, you absolutely mustn't!"

"The real strength of Mishima Gearbox lies in its knife skills!"

The two blurted out crucial information: "Although he's only at the mid-stage of the Ming Jin realm, his Iaijutsu sword technique is already at a high level. Once the sword is drawn, it's as fast as a ghost, and its power is terrifying! The two of us fought desperately together, and we almost died by his blade!"

Upon hearing this news...

Chen Feng was also taken aback—to be able to master swordsmanship with the cultivation of Ming Jin was an absolutely terrifying level of martial arts skill, enough to kill enemies of higher levels.

But now they were in dire straits!

He had no way out and dared not hesitate for a moment.

"Whoosh—"

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his aura surged, and he pounced on Mishima Gear like an arrow released from a bow!