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

"ah--!"

Ma Laosan bent down and peered into the shed. The moment he saw the figure inside, his face turned ashen!

A terrified scream was still stuck in his throat, yet to be uttered.

"Whoosh—!"

A green shadow suddenly shot out from the low entrance of the shack!

fast!

It was so fast that only a blurry afterimage remained!

It happened so fast that Ma Laosan didn't even have time to blink!

"Bang!"

A dull, teeth-grinding bang exploded!

Chen Feng casually placed one hand on Ma Laosan's chest, seemingly light and powerless, but when it landed, it was like a mountain crashing down!

Ma Laosan was instantly lifted off the ground and flew into the air, crashing heavily onto the manure cart behind him like a tattered sack!

"Clang—!"

The wooden manure cart shattered on the spot, filth splattered everywhere, and dust flew everywhere.

The entire room fell silent!

All the poor people huddled in their shacks stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, their minds blank, forgetting even to breathe.

"What... what kind of terrifying power is this?!"

"Just a light press... and Ma Laosan was sent flying?!"

"Ma Laosan was a local tyrant in Zhabei, and supposedly a master of Ming Jin (a type of martial arts) – how could he be defeated so easily?!"

The thugs that Ma Laosan brought were so frightened that they froze on the spot, unable to move, and didn't even dare to breathe.

"Cough cough cough—"

Ma Laosan struggled to his feet from the broken wood fragments, his chest throbbing with excruciating pain, and a mouthful of fishy-sweet taste shot straight into his throat.

He stared at Chen Feng with a face full of fear, his voice trembling uncontrollably, and hurriedly knelt down, begging for mercy: "Section Chief Chen! Hero Chen! Spare my life! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness..."

"So noisy!"

Chen Feng uttered two words indifferently, his tone utterly cold.

With a light step, he leaped forward once more!

No fancy moves, no unnecessary actions!

Only pure force, pure ruthlessness!

"Snapped!"

A slap across the face!

This slap was ten times heavier and a hundred times more vicious than the one Ma Laosan had just given that weak woman!

Ma Laosan spun around wildly three times on the spot, half of his cheek swollen like a pig's head, and several teeth mixed with blood and foam flew out!

"Do you still remember that punch?"

Chen Feng's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to deliver a powerful and domineering "Supporting Hammer" that instantly slammed into Ma Laosan's chest!

"No--!"

A desperate scream abruptly ended.

"Bang—!"

The violent, hidden force instantly penetrated his body, blasting a hole the size of a bowl into Ma Laosan's chest cavity!

"suck--!"

Everyone huddled in the shack gasped in shock, speechless with astonishment.

"Whoosh—!"

Chen Feng's figure flashed again, moving like thunder, his fists like cannonballs!

"Bang bang bang—!"

Wherever the fist passed, the thugs who usually bullied the poor were all blown to pieces, without even having time to scream.

When he stood up again, many of the thugs in the field had already fallen.

Chen Feng's gaze slowly swept across the scene, finally landing on the last thug who was trembling and had snatched the copper coin.

"Snapped!"

Another slap!

"ah----!!"

The man didn't even have a chance to react before half his head was smashed open. His piercing scream shattered the sky above Tanzi Bay, and he died instantly.

Chen Feng bent down and quickly searched the corpses, finding about forty silver dollars.

Finally, he picked up the copper coin that had fallen into the mud and was covered in dust, and with a gentle wipe of his fingertips, he removed all the dirt.

He walked slowly to the woman who was lying on the ground, shivering and holding her child, and carefully placed the coin back into her frostbitten hands.

His voice was calm, yet carried an incredibly reassuring strength: "No one can take the money I'm giving you away. Take this money and get out of here!"

The woman trembled all over, tears welled up instantly, and she finally burst into loud sobs.

"Bang bang bang—!"

She kowtowed deeply to Chen Feng several times, then, holding the child, disappeared into the end of the road without looking back.

Chen Feng did not linger.

He walked steadily, then turned and headed towards the boxing gym.

The sunlight finally pierced through the clouds, casting a sliver of light that gently fell upon his tall and straight back.

The poor people in the shantytown emerged from their shacks, first looking fearfully at the dozens of corpses of the villains on the ground, then bowing deeply as they watched the departing figure in blue robes.

After a while.

Chen Feng walked through the Tanziwan shantytown and stepped into the familiar Fangua Lane.

His body still carried a faint trace of dust and a lingering, chilling aura of blood.

Not long after.

A building under renovation came into view—it was a branch of Hu Qing Yu Tang.

He glanced at it quickly and understood that it would take no more than half a month for them to officially move here.

"Creak!"

Chen Feng pushed open the door of the boxing gym.

The group of fellow disciples inside the hall immediately stopped what they were doing and all looked over.

Everyone was taken aback, as if they sensed the lingering sharp aura emanating from him.

next second.

A thunderous roar of cheers erupted!

The eldest disciple rushed to the front, grabbed Chen Feng's arm, and exclaimed excitedly, "Junior brother! You've finally arrived!"

Sixth Senior Brother and Second Dog quickly came forward, with Second Dog saying in a particularly boisterous tone, "We've missed you so much! If Master hadn't told us not to disturb you, we would have gone to Hu Qing Yu Tang to find you long ago!"

Yan Xiaomei also quickly emerged from behind the crescent-shaped gate, her face beaming with joy as she greeted Chen Feng warmly, informing him, "Father has to go out temporarily!"

Chen Feng exchanged pleasantries with his fellow disciples for a while, leaving his eldest disciple to keep order in the hall.

He then entered the inner courtyard with Er Gou, Sixth Senior Brother, and Yan Xiaomei.

After taking their seats.

The sixth senior brother spoke first, reporting to Chen Feng on the current situation of the river section—the weekly revenue of the lower section of the Suzhou River, after deducting all the boatmen's wages, still had more than a thousand silver dollars left, and he guaranteed that this was the net income after reducing taxes and fees for the poor!

"Yeah yeah!"

Er Gou quickly added, "Because shipping costs have dropped significantly, countless ships are choosing to dock and load/unload at the lower reaches of the Suzhou Creek. The docks are now bustling with activity every day!"

At first, many Green Gang thugs came to cause trouble, but ever since Chen Fenglong made a name for himself in the battle, the Green Gang members no longer dared to act recklessly, and there was still no news from Smiling Tiger.

Chen Feng nodded slightly upon hearing this and praised the two for doing an excellent job.

He then proposed that the thousand silver dollars be divided into four equal parts, with one part left for the master and the remaining three parts to be divided among the three of them.

Yan Xiaomei immediately waved her hands hastily and spoke first: "No, no, no! This is the territory you risked your life to secure, and the money you earned with great difficulty. My father will absolutely not take these silver dollars!"

Chen Feng smiled faintly and joked, "Without my master, I wouldn't have this wonderful job today!"

Seeing that Yan Xiaomei was still determined to refuse, he said in a deep voice, "From now on, you can also come to the docks to help out. That way, you can legitimately take a share, right?"

Yan Xiaomei was taken aback at first, then nodded happily in agreement—what she cared about was not the money, but being able to stay by Chen Feng's side and share his burden!

Next.

The three chatted casually, talking about the new disciples the boxing gym had taken in and the strange and unusual things that had happened at the dock. The atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful.

"Wow! It's so lively here!"

The eldest disciple walked into the inner courtyard with a smile. As soon as he sat down, Chen Feng looked up at him, his tone straightforward and sincere, getting straight to the point: "Where are you currently serving as an adjunct senior disciple? What are your benefits like?"

The eldest brother remained calm, showing neither embarrassment nor boastfulness, and replied casually, "At Yongli Chemical in Zhabei, I do odd jobs and security, earning a little over twenty silver dollars a month, enough to make ends meet... but the factory has been facing difficulties lately, and everything is proving challenging!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng immediately spoke up, his eyes resolute, displaying both the decisiveness of a leader and the camaraderie of fellow disciples: "The Suzhou River section is in dire need of reliable manpower. You are skilled and dependable, so why don't you quit your job there and come work with us? You'll get a share of the profits, which is far better than toiling away at the chemical plant!"

The eldest brother gently shook his head, his tone steady yet unwavering: "I appreciate your kindness, junior brother. When I was desperate, it was the owner of Yongli who took me in. Now that he's in trouble, I can't just walk away. A person must have a conscience; no matter how tough this job is, I must stay and support him until he gets through this difficult time!"

A hint of approval flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. He didn't press the matter further, but said in a deep voice, "Good! Senior Brother is very righteous! If you ever encounter any difficulties at the factory or in the future, feel free to come to me!"

The eldest brother laughed heartily: "Junior brother, feel free to come over and have a chat sometime. The factory is right by the Suzhou River, and its name is easy to remember: Yongli Chemicals!"

Chen Feng's gaze suddenly sharpened, a strange chill settling in his heart. The name exploded in his mind like a thunderclap. He spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice cold:

"Yongli Chemicals?"

(Read the chapter that will be updated at midnight tonight. If you read it later, don't ask about the logic. How much is cut is up to fate.)