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

Shen Wuren joined the battle, putting Xiong Ye under immense pressure as the two-on-one situation became more intense. However, having been a member of the Black Lion organization for many years, Xiong Ye's success was built on sheer ruthlessness, making him far from a coward.

He roared, his muscles bulging out of his raincoat, making him look like a mad, ferocious humanoid beast!

The offensive intensified, forcing the two to retreat repeatedly.

Although Chen Han's pressure lessened after his father-in-law joined the battle, he became somewhat constrained. The reason for this was that Shen Wuren and he had no cooperation whatsoever.

Moreover, the father-in-law's punches were too mindless. His attacks seemed fierce, but they were random, chaotic, and lacked any real killing intent.

The bald man was now fighting desperately, and the two of them were being overpowered. If this continued, they would die, and their whole family would die too!

"Father, get out of my way!"

Chen Han shouted and took over the attacking position to face the humanoid beast alone.

Shen Wuren took two steps back, somewhat surprised and uncertain. He had naturally noticed the unease that had just occurred, but with Chen Han alone...

Of course, Chen Han was confident!

He seized the opportunity and exposed a weakness, which delighted the latter, who then threw a punch!

This blow was enough to smash most of Chen Han's head, and he guaranteed that Chen Han would have no way to avoid it!

"Go to hell!"

At that moment, Chen Han advanced instead of retreating, taking a step forward. With quick eyes and hands, his right fist struck Xiong Ye's chest in front of his heart with lightning speed.

This seemingly ordinary punch could never have injured Master Xiong, but in fact, Master Xiong was frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

puff~

The humanoid beast collapsed, its heart severely injured, and it died.

The second breakthrough of the Mountain-Breaking Fist – Hidden Strength!

Hidden strength! Overt strength is transformed into hidden strength. The power of bones and the power of energy are concealed within form. It is powerful when it is tangible, and powerful when it is intangible!

When you do nothing, you're good; when you do, you're amazing!

Ming Jin martial artists cannot comprehend or utilize An Jin (hidden strength) without first passing the second test.

But Chen Han is different. He was originally a martial artist with internal strength, but now he is in poor health and cannot use his skills at will. The price he pays is that his entire arm is now numb as if it were broken.

I don't know if it will still be usable in the future.

Chen Han was very annoyed, but he did not regret it. The situation forced him to do it.

"Kung Fu is a killing technique!"

"Dad, your punches aren't fast enough, and they're not hard enough!"

Shen Wuren was taken aback upon hearing this. He looked at his son-in-law with a complicated expression, his mood shifting between light and dark.

Only about 30% of martial arts practitioners with sufficient Qi and blood can reach the Ming Jin (明劲) level, and even fewer Ming Jin martial artists can reach the An Jin (暗劲) level.

In his view, Chen Han was now a master of internal energy, a true expert. In the Black Mountain Gang, he would be considered a big boss, someone he couldn't possibly be worthy of.

But how did he recover to this status in just half a year? Could it be some kind of health-preserving exercise?

He also felt that an ordinary health-preserving martial art could not possibly have such an effect.

"Good son-in-law, what happened? Are you feeling better?"

Shen Wuren clearly couldn't discern Chen Han's true nature, but he no longer dared to call him "Young Master Chen," instead addressing him as "Good Son-in-Law," and his gaze became much more eager.

"Father, go back to your room. Leave this to me. You don't need to worry about it anymore, and don't ask any more questions. The more you know, the less good it will do you."

Shen Wuren is nearly forty years old, and his qi and blood have not improved for a long time. He is old and weak and cannot help him. It is best not to get involved.

"But, but I..."

Shen Wuren wanted to say something more, but Chen Han raised his hand to stop him. In the end, he didn't say anything more, glanced at the courtyard, silently closed the gate, and went back to his room.

The last Black Mountain Gang thug was about to make his escape, but seeing the closed door, he fell into despair. At that moment, he huddled in the corner, his face ashen.

He was timid by nature and only dared to follow Xiong Ye around in the open. When he saw that Chen Han was actually a martial artist, he naturally dared not do anything reckless.

Moreover, he had never even tried knocking on the gate, and he wasn't even a martial arts apprentice. If he made a rash move, he would probably be slaughtered like a chicken.

Among those lowly people, he was a veritable tyrant, backed by Master Xiong, who bullied men and women and committed all sorts of evil deeds, but in front of a warrior, he was nothing.

"Grandpa, sir, let's talk this over. Please spare my life! I have an elderly mother and a young child to support; I can't die!"

He knelt down directly in front of Chen Han, kowtowing repeatedly until his head bled profusely.

Tell me, who else knows that you have come here?

Chen Han spoke as he touched the corpse.

Upon hearing this, the thug felt a deep sense of despair, but he still forced himself to say, "Grandpa, as long as you promise not to kill me, I'll tell you anything you want to know."

"Hehe, okay, I promise you."

"Grandpa, you...you swear, you swear to God!"

Chen Han gave a cold laugh, "Fine, I swear..."

Seeing that Chen Han agreed, he was overjoyed. He had already planned to report to the young gang leader when he got back, and then kill the whole family to avenge himself.

"And there's Bald Head, he's waiting for us in a small alley in the west of the city."

Why have you come here?

"Chasing after a little brat!"

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, "His father offended my Black Mountain Gang. Tonight, Xiong Ye and I were ordered to kill his whole family. Only this little brat escaped. When my brothers caught up with him, we saw him sneaking into the young lady's boudoir."

"Oh?"

Chen Han's gaze swept over Shen Yue's room, a look of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"What is the use of this?"

Chen Han took out a small wooden token that he had just taken from Xiong Ye's body.

Master Xiong didn't have much on him. Besides a silver note worth a hundred taels, a few taels of loose silver, and this small wooden token, he only had these items.

"This item is Master Xiong's token on the black market. He buys the meat and medicinal soup he uses for his daily martial arts training here."

nice one!

A smile appeared on Chen Han's lips.

Where is the black market?

"Yes, yes..."

He thought for a moment before finally remembering, "The old locust tree! Under the old locust tree by Black Swamp Lake in the outer city, black market brokers would wait there every night at midnight."

"Sir, can you let me go now?"

"Leave? Fine, then let me see you off!"

As he spoke, Chen Han grabbed the other man's neck under his terrified gaze, his eyes icy cold, and with a sudden burst of strength, snap!

The Black Mountain Gang thug's head lolled to the side, and he was lifeless.

swear?

God?

He's nothing! He doesn't care about gangsters bullying men and women in chaotic times, or how many civilians he exploits and kills. Now, I'm going to make a stupid oath and he'll actually care?

There are no gods or ghosts in this world. Instead of believing in these things, you should believe in your own fists. That's the only true principle!

Chen Han then went to Shen Yue's boudoir, pushed open the door, and saw two young men and women.

A fair-skinned, bright-eyed girl was his younger sister, and the other, a soaking wet boy, was the son of a martial artist whom he had met a few days earlier; his nickname was Yi'er.

Chen Han's gaze remained cold, and before he could speak, Bai Yi knelt down with a thud.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor, for saving my life! Thank you so much, my benefactor, for saving my life!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed repeatedly, while Shen Yue, like a child who had made a mistake, lowered her head and waited for a lesson.

If she hadn't been so soft-hearted as to keep this classmate, or if she had told Xiong Ye and his group when they came to her door, things wouldn't have escalated to this extent.

But what occupied her thoughts at the moment was her brother-in-law, who usually seemed easygoing and even somewhat weak.

He actually killed that bald guy!

You must know, this is a notorious villain from the outer city who has driven countless families to ruin and death!

Let alone ordinary people, even warriors dare not provoke them.

Bai Yi, who kept kowtowing, also felt incredulous. You see, his father was a Ming Jin martial artist, but he was still killed by Xiong Ye, who was like a black bear, after only a few moves!

"Big brother, I was wrong."

The little girl apologized to Chen Han, but Chen Han ignored her and instead looked at Bai Yi, his hands clenching and unclenching as he pondered something.