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

On the arena, the wind was as sharp as a knife.

Chen Feng firmly held the upper hand, his Tongbei Fist was wide and powerful, his fist shadows as dense as a storm, which had already made Qian Hu unable to advance or retreat, and the victory was almost a foregone conclusion.

"You brat! I'll fight you to the death!"

Seeing that he was no match for him, Qian Hu's face suddenly twisted, and he pulled out a syringe with a cold, eerie green light from his pocket. Without the slightest hesitation, he plunged it into his own neck!

"laugh--!"

The moment the medicine was fully injected into the body, a piercing sound of bones exploding suddenly rang out!

Qian Hu's muscles swelled and knotted wildly at a visible speed, his tendons coiled around his body like venomous snakes, and his bones snapped and deformed.

His clothes were torn apart, his muscles and bones bulged out menacingly, and every inch of his skin and flesh was taut, making him appear half a head taller, looking as terrifying as a demon.

Although his cultivation level was still at the half-step Dark Force stage, his body, which had been forcibly tempered by the Type III laser bone injection, was as hard as refined steel, and his defense was no less than that of Chen Feng!

Teng Heijiu, who was presiding over the duel, suddenly narrowed his eyes, his horror almost overflowing. He roared in a hoarse voice, "Radium Bone Injection! This is a forbidden drug that the Japanese army inhumanely developed!"

These words caused an uproar in the audience!

"suck--!!"

The onlookers gasped in shock, their exclamations, curses, and condemnations mingling together.

"Utterly shameless! They've even abandoned basic human decency for the sake of winning!"

"Traditional Chinese martial arts cultivates spirit, energy, and vitality, not relies on drugs to mutate the physical body. He's cutting himself off from the true path of martial arts!"

The martial arts practitioners' faces turned ashen, their fists clenched, their eyes filled with contempt and rage.

"Go Chen Feng!"

"We absolutely have to win!"

"The future of Chinese martial arts rests on your shoulders!"

In their eyes, Chen Feng is a true successor of Chinese martial arts, with upright and honorable skills, and should never be defeated by such underhanded and insidious methods.

"Neither human nor ghost! Is that supposed to be a martial arts duel?"

"Winning by using banned substances is utterly shameless!"

The Yan brothers were even more anxious. Although Chen Feng had a strong physical body, the monster he was facing was enhanced by laser bones. Once he was exhausted, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Among the crowd, Xiao Aqiao and the others were pale-faced, their fingers clenched tightly, their knuckles turning slightly white, their beautiful eyes fixed on the arena, their hearts in their throats.

In contrast, gang leaders like Du Yuesheng and Zhang Xiaolin remained indifferent, with a dismissive smile playing on their lips.

"The means don't matter as long as Chen Feng is killed!"

"Qian Hu made the right move!"

They don't care about the spirit of traditional Chinese martial arts; they only care whether the survivors can be used by them.

"When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave shall prevail!"

Chen Feng's eyes were cold and deep. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his feet firmly planted on the Tongbei Stake. His figure shot out like an arrow, heading straight for Qian Hu!

"Well done!"

Qian Hu roared to the sky, his mutated body unleashing a violent power, and he met the attack head-on with the Tongbei Fist!

"Bang--!"

A powerful, earth-shattering impact!

"Hey--!"

Chen Feng unleashed the Tongbei Fist technique, "Iron Mountain Lean," with his shoulders and back moving as one, his entire body charging out like an iron mountain, the force flowing through his back and permeating his entire body.

"snort--!"

Qian Hu neither dodged nor evaded, but instead unleashed his Tongbei Bengquan (Crushing Fist), his fist imbued with half a step of hidden force, and clashed head-on!

"Bang--!"

The fists and shoulders collided, producing a dull, loud thud that made one's eardrums ache!

"boom--!"

The moment the two clashed in close combat, a strong wind arose, and dust flew everywhere.

The battle resumed in the next instant!

"Hey--!"

Chen Feng's punch was like a meteor piercing the sun, his right arm straight as an iron staff, the fist carrying all his strength, smashing straight towards Qian Hu's face.

"hateful--!"

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Qian Hu immediately blocked with a horizontal punch, his arm, as thick as a calf, striking hard.

With a loud "bang".

The shockwave swept wildly around the two of them, causing the wooden planks of the arena to crack and splinter, sending dust and debris flying into the sky!

The collision caused both of them to stagger back half a step, demonstrating that their physical strength was evenly matched!

"Again!"

Chen Feng stepped forward, unleashing a wide-open Tongbei Fist style, his shoulder propelling his elbow, and his elbow propelling his fist. His entire arm moved like a dancing iron whip, the wind from his punch whistling through the air as it struck Qian Hu's chest.

"You brat!"

Instead of retreating, Qian Hu advanced, unleashing a half-step burst of hidden power. His fist was heavy and fierce, carrying the force to shatter mountains and split rocks, and he met Chen Feng's attack head-on.

The first attack failed.

"Hey--!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly and mustered his strength, launching another attack!

The fists swept across like iron whips, the Tongbei [Continuous Whip Fist] was continuous, the left arm snapped, the right arm smashed, the elbows struck and the knees bumped, every move aimed at Qian Hu's vital points.

"Damn it! You brat, don't be so arrogant!"

Qian Hu's eyes were bloodshot, and the effects of the laser bone medicine were fully unleashed. His body felt no pain, and his Tongbei [Crushing Mountain Fist] punches were heavier and heavier than the last. Layers of half-step dark energy seeped out, and each strike carried the brute force to shatter metal and stone!

"Bang bang bang—!"

Their fists clashed, the sounds as dense as popping beans!

The two engaged in a brutal, hard-fought battle, devoid of any fancy moves. Every collision sent shivers down the spines of the audience, eliciting gasps of alarm.

However, as time went on...

Qian Hu relied on his continuous, half-step internal force, layering his strength layer by layer, and gradually gained the upper hand over Chen Feng in the struggle. His punches became increasingly fierce and violent.

Chen Feng remained completely calm. He had inherited Yan Tieqiao's true teachings and was well-versed in the principles of Tongbei Boxing. He did not engage in brute force with his opponent, but instead used skillful techniques to neutralize and deflect force, achieving a level of subtlety that was exquisite!

Suddenly.

Qian Hu struck first, delivering a powerful [Crushing Fist] straight to Chen Feng's chest, its hidden force surging wildly!

Chen Feng spun around, his Tongbei stance rooted to the ground, his body swaying like a willow in the wind. His left hand, like a nimble snake coiling around Qian Hu's wrist, precisely grabbed Qian Hu's fist and wrist, and with a smooth pull and deflection, he deflected the fierce and hidden force.

In the instant of using minimal force to deflect a great weight, his right fist shot out like a meteor, aiming straight for Qian Hu's left eye!

Qian Hu hurriedly turned his head, and Chen Feng's fist grazed his brow bone. Then, with a swift movement, Chen Feng's elbow struck Qian Hu's right ribs with pinpoint accuracy.

"Ugh—!"

Qian Hu groaned. Although his ribs were protected by bulging muscles, that area was precisely where the muscles connected. Chen Feng's elbow, using the force of the punch, neutralized most of the force of Qian Hu's punch and precisely struck his vital point, causing him to pause in his arm attack due to the pain.

A single successful strike grants the first-mover advantage.

Chen Feng raised his arm, changing his fist into a claw, and grabbed at Qian Hu's ear. His elbow then thrust towards the nose. Every move targeted the vulnerable areas that the muscles could not cover, such as the seven orifices, the side of the neck, and the ribs.

"Ugh—!"

Qian Hu was beaten and suffered repeated pains. No matter how strong his mutated body's defense was, his seven orifices were still his fatal weakness.

"Bang bang bang—!"

In a lightning-fast exchange, they launched several more attacks, and Chen Feng's boxing style became increasingly cunning.

With a single punch, the force is divided into three layers: the obvious force breaks through the defense, the hidden force penetrates the bone, and the skillful force hits the key point—this is the true essence of Tongbei Quan that Yan Tieqiao privately taught!

"What a fine closed-door disciple!"

Qian Hu gritted his teeth and endured the pain. Each time he was hit in a vital spot, although it was not fatal, it was still excruciatingly painful.

He saw through Chen Feng's style at a glance and was even more convinced that this was the true essence of Tongbei Quan that Yan Tieqiao had privately taught him—the wonder of Chinese martial arts lies not in brute force, but in principles and methods!

Jealousy erupted into the sky with a "boom"!

Why is it that after years of hard training, Qian Hu could only rely on the Japanese army's laser bone injection to forcibly improve his physical body?

Why is it that Chen Feng, a mere novice who has only recently begun learning, is able to obtain such profound secrets and even use his Ming Jin (manifest strength) to directly confront his half-step An Jin (hidden strength)?

Overwhelming jealousy transformed into a violent killing intent!

"I'm not reconciled!!"

"I kill you!!"

Qian Hu roared deafeningly, unleashing his full power as he reached the half-step Dark Force realm, his laser-bone body going completely berserk.

His fists became frenzied, no longer adhering to the principles of boxing, relying solely on brute force to crush his opponent. He unleashed the Tongbei Fist with the ferocity of a mad tiger, smashing his fists toward Chen Feng's head and chest, as if he were ready to perish together with him!

Chen Feng gritted his teeth and persevered, his will as firm as steel, the principles of Tongbei Quan rapidly circulating in his mind.

He still accurately struck Qian Hu's seven orifices, skillfully deflecting the opponent's violent force. However, Qian Hu's brute force and hidden strength were too fierce. Each punch was heavier than the last, causing his blood and qi to surge and his arms to go numb. He gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, and the situation became precarious once again!

"Oh no—!"

The disciples of the Yan family below the stage were all on tenterhooks.

"don't want--!"

Xiao Aqiao and the others turned pale, covered their mouths tightly, and dared not utter another sound.

Just now.

"boom--!!"

The two simultaneously unleashed the strongest killing move of Tongbei Fist, a head-on attack!

The shockwave propelled the aircraft several meters upwards, and the explosion soared straight into the sky!

"Ta-da!"

Qian Hu's body trembled violently, and he staggered back three steps before regaining his footing.

"Pfft—!"

Chen Feng was struck as if by a heavy hammer, and he flew backward more than ten steps away. His feet plowed two deep furrows in the wooden board of the arena, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Chen Feng!"

Xiao Aqiao and the others gasped in shock, their hearts leaping into their throats.

"Did they ultimately lose?"

The disciples of the Yan family turned pale, their hearts sinking to the bottom.

"call--"

Chen Feng struggled to his feet, his body swaying precariously. Without a moment's hesitation, he flicked his finger, and a bright red emergency pill melted instantly in his mouth, its medicinal power stabilizing his collapsing blood and qi.

His gaze sharpened, and two pale blue light screens appeared on his retina:

[Tongbei Quan Minor Mastery: 990/1000]

[Tongbeiquan*Standing Posture Training: 900/1000]

In an instant, a realization dawned on me—Tongbei Quan and Tongbei Zhuang Gong are not separate entities, but rather two sides of the same coin, with the fist and stance combined into one!

The window paper that has troubled him for so long is about to be broken!

But it was at this critical juncture of sudden enlightenment, a moment of life and death!

"not good--!"

The ferocious Qian Hu saw through Chen Feng's state of martial arts enlightenment at a glance, his eyes revealing a fierce killing intent, and he pounced on Chen Feng like a hungry tiger.

"die--!!"

He wanted to take advantage of Chen Feng's momentary lapse in concentration and kill him with a single punch, eliminating any future trouble!