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

The white mist, like a curtain, enveloped the entire Suzhou Creek completely.

"Let's go!"

At Chen Feng's command, Er Gou suddenly turned the rudder to full speed, and the small steamer barely managed to come to the side.

"Whoosh—!"

Chen Feng and his sixth senior brother leaped out of the air like hawks, landing steadily on the riverbank, and instantly disappeared into the thick fog.

Seeing the two disappear, Er Gou, his eyes red, rushed back to the steering wheel and pushed the steam valve all the way down!

"boom--!"

The small steam engine roared violently, its chimney spewing thick black smoke, like a crazed steel beast, as it crashed at full speed into the Wuzhen Road Bridge!

He used the corpse to firmly jam the rudder, then leaped into the icy river.

at the same time.

Under the cover of the thick fog, Chen Feng and his sixth senior brother moved silently like two ghosts, flanking the ambush from the side.

On the bridge surface.

Smiling Tiger and Vulture each gathered about a hundred men, with more than ten armed with rifles and cannons, and the rest holding knives and clubs, staring intently at the river, waiting for the small steamer to enter the trap before unleashing a hail of bullets.

"They're here!"

The smiling tiger growled, "Turn that brat into a sieve!"

The vulture's face twisted in a ferocious grin: "Kill him, and my kingdom will be secure!"

next moment.

From within the white mist, a dark figure burst forth violently—not by driving in, but by crashing into!

"Something's wrong! Get out of the way!"

The vulture's expression changed drastically, and it roared fiercely.

But it was too late.

"Boom—!"

The small steamer crashed violently into the Wuzhen Bridge!

"Bang—!!"

The ship's boiler suddenly exploded!

A burst of flames instantly tore through the thick fog, and wood chips, iron scraps, and waves of fire swept wildly through the area!

The entire wooden Wuzhen Road Bridge snapped and collapsed with a crash!

The bandits lying in ambush on the bridge didn't even have time to scream before they were engulfed by the flames, smashed into a pulp by the wooden beams, and plunged into the icy river. The dead and wounded were numerous, and the wails of agony were deafening!

In the chaos, the two groups of bandits were forcibly separated by the shockwave of the explosion.

The smiling tiger was thrown to the French Concession side.

The vulture crashed onto the side of the International Settlement, its gun and the two sickles on its back falling into the Suzhou River in the explosion!

The place where he landed was precisely where Chen Feng and his sixth senior brother were lying in ambush.

Seeing that the bandits were all dazed and confused from the explosion,

"Let's do it!"

Chen Feng let out a low shout and shot out like an arrow!

In the thick fog.

One of the henchmen had barely regained his footing when he raised his gun to fire indiscriminately!

"die!"

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he raised his right arm with lightning speed, the muzzle of the Mauser pistol firmly locking onto the opponent's chest.

A light flick of the trigger!

"Bang!"

A crisp gunshot pierced the thick fog!

The 7.63mm Mauser bullet shot out of the muzzle at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, carrying explosive force, and slammed into the bandit's chest!

The bullet wound was only the size of a peanut.

The massive cavity effect shattered his ribcage, and when the bullet pierced through, it exploded into a dazzling spray of blood, leaving a grotesque hole the size of a bowl behind him!

Without uttering a sound, the man's body suddenly stiffened, and he fell heavily to the ground like a puppet with broken strings. His limbs twitched twice, and then he remained motionless.

The blood slowly spread across the muddy ground, congealing into a strange and bloody mark.

Chen Feng's hand holding the gun remained motionless. He felt no discomfort whatsoever, only a chilling clarity and an exhilarating sense of exhilaration!

This is the power of firearms!

This is the confidence that allows one to truly establish oneself in Shanghai!

With a spear in hand, all those below the Ming Jin level are nothing but ants!

All the pent-up frustrations of being bullied, schemed against, and having their territory eroded at the banquet were released the moment the gun went off!

Cool!

It was incredibly exhilarating!

Chen Feng sheathed his gun and charged forward, his movements fluid and without the slightest hesitation.

Get close and use your fists!

Tongbei Quan's power penetrates deep into muscles and bones, with a whistling wind from the punches. With each strike—a slam, a drill, a chop, a horizontal strike—a person's neck will inevitably break!

Use a gun if it's far away!

"Bang bang bang—"

Gunshots rang out one after another, and with each pull of the trigger, an enemy fell to the ground.

Chen Feng's heroic spirit soared to the sky, and his long-suppressed anger and fighting spirit completely erupted!

In this chaotic world, only power and strength have the final say!

Only through bloodshed and slaughter can authority be established!

"boom--"

Every bullet fired represents Chen Feng's tearing apart and trampling of the old order!

"I'll help you!"

The sixth senior brother followed closely behind, keeping his gun hidden from beginning to end, and only using his fists and feet to fight his enemies, each move ruthless and deadly.

The two were like tigers among sheep, reaping the spoils with madness!

Gunshots, punches, screams, cracking bones, and the sound of falling into water mingled together.

Those henchmen had no power to resist and were slaughtered one by one, leaving no one alive!

The vulture was terrified and turned to flee, screaming wildly as it pleaded for help from the smiling tiger on the opposite bank.

Just now.

Across the river in the direction of the French Concession, Smiling Tiger, enduring his concussion, used a CD player to disperse a cloud of mist. With a sinister glance, he raised his hand to fire a cold shot!

"Junior brother, be careful!"

The sixth senior brother's face hardened, and he suddenly pulled out a long-hidden revolver from his sleeve!

With a flick of his wrist, he pulled the trigger!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three bullets were fired in quick succession, aimed straight at the smiling tiger's brow and heart!

In his desperate moment, Smiling Tiger reacted with lightning speed, suddenly tumbling to one side and rolling on the ground. All three bullets grazed his back and ears before slamming into the brickwork behind him, sending shards of stone flying!

It was a close call, a near miss, a fatal shot!

Just as the smiling tiger was about to push himself up, he raised his gun again!

Chen Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he raised his hand and flicked his wrist.

"Bang--!"

The last bullet pierced the air!

"puff!"

The bullet was incredibly accurate, piercing through the smiling tiger's heel!

"Ughh ...

The smiling tiger let out a miserable scream, terrified out of his wits. He dared not linger any longer and, dragging his bleeding leg, fled into the mist in a sorry state.

Just as Chen Feng fired his last shot!

"A great opportunity—!"

The vulture's eyes flashed with ferocity, and it suddenly raised its hand, sending a dart flying out from its sleeve!

"Junior brother! Watch out for poisoned darts!"

The sixth senior brother's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in shock!

Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and his reaction was as fast as lightning. Without hesitation, he threw the empty gun in his hand as a hidden weapon!

"call out--!"

The sound of metal slicing through the air was extremely piercing!

next second!

The Mauser pistol and the poisoned dart collided with a deafening roar in mid-air!

"clang!"

With a deafening crack, the dart and pistol shattered into pieces, sparks flying everywhere!

This sudden change was abruptly resolved, but Chen Feng managed to defuse it with his absolute reaction speed!

Having dealt with the hidden guns and darts, Chen Feng had no more worries.

He stared intently at his opponent, his eyes turning cold, and his fist suddenly erupted with power!

Mid-stage Ming Jin! Minor mastery of Tongbei Quan and Hard Qigong!

Battle against the Vulture - Mid-stage of Ming Jin!

A true head-on clash! Every punch lands squarely!

The vulture roared and pounced, its fists raining down like a storm.

Chen Feng neither dodged nor evaded, his body protected by hard qigong. When their fists and feet collided, the muffled "bang bang bang" sounds were deafening!

Fist against fist, tendon against tendon, breaths colliding, and powerful winds shooting out!

The vulture's every move is deadly, and Chen Feng's every strike is a fatal blow!

In just a few breaths.

The two had already exchanged more than a dozen moves. The more Vulture fought, the more alarmed he became. His opponent's toughness and the ferocity of his punches far exceeded his expectations!

Chen Feng's eyes turned cold, and his aura surged!

"Tongbei - Piercing Heart Fist!"

A punch was thrown, and the energy exploded!

The vulture hurriedly raised its arms to block!

"Snap—!"

Both arm joints snapped instantly, and his chest caved in deeply!

"puff--"

The vulture coughed up blood, flew backward, and crashed heavily to the ground, barely alive.

He stared intently at Chen Feng, his eyes filled with resentment and horror, and roared with all his might:

"If I wield two scythes... you are no match for me!"

Then, he roared hoarsely:

"You...you blew up the ship...aren't you afraid the Public Works Bureau will investigate?!"

Chen Feng approached step by step, looking down at him with a cold gaze devoid of any warmth.

"What I fear is never the investigation!"

The words fell.

He raised his hand and delivered a powerful back-slamming blow to the vulture's skull!

"Snap!"

One strike, one kill!

His skull collapsed instantly, and he stopped breathing completely.

Just then.

"Beep beep—beep beep—!!"

The sirens wailed loudly, approaching from afar.

The sixth senior brother tensed up instantly, and with a flick of his wrist, the revolver vanished without a trace.

next second.

A large number of fully armed police officers from the International Settlement swarmed in, their dark gun barrels all pointed at Chen Feng!

"Don't move!"

"Put down your weapons! Hands up in surrender!"

Chen Feng remained calm and slowly straightened up.

He carried the vulture's carcass in one hand and pulled out the river section chief's identification from his pocket with the other, raising it high. His voice was cold and clear, echoing throughout the entire area.

"Concession police, listen up!"

"I am Chen Feng, the river chief of the lower section of the Suzhou River! My name means 'sharp' or 'critical'!"

He shook the dead vulture in his hand, his tone indifferent yet carrying an undeniable authority.

"This person is the mastermind behind the bombing of the ship, the destruction of the bridge, and the acts of violence and chaos!"