Body Refinement for Longevity: From Health Cultivation Exercises to Overcoming All Techniques

During this period of seclusion, Chen Han unsurprisingly mastered the Tai Chi Health Preservation Exercise by relying on the proficiency panel, and finally fully recovered his body.

Breaking Mountain Fist is his main martial art, while Tai Chi Health Preservation Exercise is practiced to restore his body.

Now, this Tai Chi health cultivation exercise has brought him even greater strength, making him sharp-witted and as solid as a rock, far surpassing his peak state as a martial artist with hidden strength.

He may appear to others as a mere beginner in the Dark Force realm, but his actual combat strength has far surpassed that level, reaching the peak of the Dark Force realm, or even stronger!

Black Blade and Death Blade looked at this demon, who seemed to have emerged from the depths of darkness, with an unprecedentedly solemn expression.

Black Knife's eyes darted around, and after a moment he spoke, "Chen Han, is that you? Would you like to join my Black Mountain Gang?"

"If you join my gang, whatever you want—women, money, power—the Black Mountain Gang can give you."

Chen Han's gaze was icy as he looked at the two of them. "Enough with the nonsense, either you do it yourselves or I'll do it..."

Wang Dao drew his long sword from his waist, his eyes flashing with a cold light. "No matter what martial arts you've practiced, since you're not behaving properly, my brother and I will send you on your way..."

Since we can't reach an agreement, then let's go to hell!

The night was as dark as ink, and the three of them gazed at each other from afar.

Chen Han was shirtless, covered in blood, and radiating heat. His arms hung naturally at his sides, and his well-proportioned muscles were quite perfect.

He walked towards the two of them step by step, expressionless, exuding an imposing aura without anger!

At this moment, even Black Blade and Death Blade, who had experienced countless bloody battles, felt immense pressure.

At a certain moment, Chen Han's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly exerted his strength, causing the stone slab beneath his feet to explode open. In an instant, he was in front of the two men, raising a powerful punch high and striking the black knife without any fancy moves.

The incredible speed made Black Knife's heart tremble. His hand speed was also extremely fast, and he hurriedly tried to block with his sword.

However, Chen Han was faster, and his powerful punch slammed down.

Black Knife took the hit squarely, and he was sent flying backward like a cannonball.

Without hesitation, Chen Han pressed forward relentlessly, giving his opponent no chance whatsoever. His figure remained constantly in front of the black knife, unleashing a barrage of ruthless attacks.

In the blink of an eye, several punches rained down, each one ruthless and deadly.

Black Mountain slammed hard against the wall, barely managing to stop, but his face was unrecognizable, his flesh mangled, and he was now a corpse.

Just then, a blade flashed like a shadow, its cold light disappearing in an instant, and a lightning-fast slash aimed straight at Chen Han's neck.

Chen Han reacted very quickly, dodging the attack with a sudden sidestep.

The latter was greatly shocked, for his sword was a famously fast blade, and apart from a few top experts in Black Lion City, no one could dodge it so easily.

Who exactly is this person...?

Wang Dao was filled with righteous indignation; he knew perfectly well that today either he would kill this man, or he would be killed by him.

Immediately, he cast aside all distractions and focused all his willpower on the knife in his hand. In an instant, his knife swung out at a speed he himself could not have imagined, delivering dozens of blows in the blink of an eye.

But Chen Han... he's even faster!

He dodged repeatedly, his astonishing reflexes sending a chill down Wang Dao's spine.

Wang Dao clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and swung his knife like a madman.

For a time, the phrase "swords flashing and shadows swirling" seemed to come alive.

His crazy actions, however, were laughable to Chen Han. "Too slow, too slow..."

slow???

These words felt like sharp arrows piercing his heart.

His self-esteem was severely damaged.

"You! You're asking for it!"

Wang Dao bit his tongue hard, the intense pain making his mind incredibly clear. A bloody gash appeared on the tiger's mouth where he gripped the knife, and his knife-wielding speed could even reach a new level.

"You're asking for it, kid! You...you're asking for it!"

"I'm going to chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

Wang Dao had fallen into a reckless madness! He had completely lost the stern demeanor he usually displayed in front of his subordinates.

At a certain moment, his knife stopped, and his expression froze.

Wang Dao looked ahead in disbelief, and the scene before him made his heart skip a beat.

The knife aimed straight for the opponent's neck was actually blocked!

Chen Han remained expressionless, his right hand catching the blade steadily with two fingers without even a scratch. A cold, emotionless smile played on his lips. "Too slow..."

After speaking, he clenched his left fist tightly, and the sound of his bones cracking and twisting rang out. He raised his fist high, just like the giant god himself.

Wang Dao seemed to be terrified, his pupils trembling uncontrollably, but his body remained motionless.

puff!

A powerful punch slammed into his chest, causing his entire chest to cave in, his ribs and internal organs reduced to a pulp of flesh and bone.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Chen Han smiled coldly, "Black Mountain Gang, I'm back. Martial arts, I'm back..."

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Shen family.

"If you don't open the door, believe me, I'll burn your whole family down!"

A burly, fat man pounded viciously on the doors and windows of Shen Yue's family, his features contorted and grotesque, his fat bulging out of his face.

The wooden wall of Shen Yue's house was soaking wet, covered in spilled liquor. The middle-aged, dark-skinned, fat man held a match and threatened her with a wicked smile.

Shen Wan'er hugged Shen Yue and hid in the corner of the room, curled up in fear. Shen Yue cried her heart out, while Madam Lu pleaded earnestly behind the door.

"Sir, we've given you all the money our family has. What more do you want? Are you trying to force us to our deaths?"

"You think you can fool me with this little bit of silver? My wife has run errands for you so many times, and twenty taels isn't even enough..."

The fat man snorted coldly, "Open the door and let me in. I want to see what valuable things are here."

Madam Lu would rather die than open the door. There was nothing of value in the house; this fat man only wanted to get in because he had his eye on the two sisters and harbored evil intentions...

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, Chen Han returned to the courtyard and saw the fat neighbor making threats in front of the house.

The fat man was stunned. He had thought that the Shen family's son had either run away or died since he hadn't returned home for many days. Who knew that he would come back today?

Before he could even try to explain, Chen Han had already taken two steps in front of him, and at the same time, a large hand firmly gripped his fat neck.

The fat man immediately couldn't breathe, and his face turned a deep liver color.

"Wait, it's the Marquis..."

"It's him again!"

Chen Han's expression instantly darkened, and the air seemed to freeze.

Looking at the fat man, Chen Han's eyes hardened, and without hesitation, he punched him to death!

Arriving at his door, Chen Han knocked. "It's me, Chen Han."

"Big brother."

Shen Yue's nose was twitching, and snot was almost flowing into her mouth. Hearing a familiar voice, she hesitated before calling out.

"It's big brother, big brother... I'm back."