Gao Wuming: From Dockworker to Physical Achievement

Chen Yi nodded: "I know some of it, but I'm not sure if there are any mistakes or omissions. Mr. Yu, why don't you tell me more?"

Yu Mingdao said: "The rule here in Tianhai is that establishing a martial arts school requires someone to endorse it. If there is no one, then you have to fight against all the martial arts masters who do not support the establishment of the school."

However, now that Tianhai has become a concession, there are not many people who follow the rules anymore. Generally speaking, only a few old-fashioned martial arts schools will send people.

Mr. Chen, you killed two Bone Forging Martial Masters, and many martial artists in the Tianhai martial arts world are unhappy with you, but they have no reason to take action.

If you then announce your intention to establish a martial arts school, you'll likely be challenging the entire Tianhai martial arts community.

The mere thought of waging war against the entire Tianhai martial arts world fills one with despair.

Chen Yi's enthusiasm didn't change much; in fact, it became even more intense: "So it really is going to be a fight against the entire Tianhai martial arts world, just what I wanted."

That was the original plan, but I didn't expect the rules in the martial arts world to be so relaxed.

But the result remained the same: one person still fought against the entire Tianhai martial arts world.

Of course, this statement is an exaggeration; each martial arts school can only send one martial arts instructor at most.

When everyone came at once, Chen Yi had no choice but to turn and run.

"Mr. Chen really is..."

Yu Ming's lips twitched slightly. He really didn't know if Chen Yi was arrogant or if he was truly confident.

He suddenly thought of Liu Shan and Tian Xiong's "cause of death" and wondered if Chen Yi, who seemed unafraid, was planning to organize gunmen to kill his master who was coming to test his skills.

The thought of that possibility sent chills down Yu Ming's spine, and he quickly said, "Mr. Chen, there's something I need to say. This is just a friendly spar; we can't let anyone die, and we can't use any external forces."

Chen Yi understood Yu Ming's underlying meaning.

He also knew that his strength had increased abnormally.

Therefore, outsiders will seek other reasonable guesses regarding the cause of Liu Shan and Tian Xiong's deaths.

The newly formed pistol squad was the prime suspect.

It must be because he used a gunman to kill two Bone Forging Martial Arts Masters.

However, Chen Yi did not intend to explain.

He reached into his holster and the Mauser pistol was in his hand. After playing with it for a moment, he sighed, "It seems my little darling can't fight alongside me anymore. What a pity."

You're really planning to bring a gun?

Yu Ming felt utterly exhausted.

However, as a specialist in the office, he had a strong ability to adjust and quickly recovered, saying:

"If Mr. Chen no longer intends to build the museum, he can withdraw at any time."

Chen Yi put his pistol back into its holster and said, "Withdraw. Why withdraw? I'm determined to build the martial arts school."

"Mr. Chen, you can't use external objects in a martial arts duel."

"Of course I don't need it."

"Mr. Chen, I must remind you that many martial arts masters dislike you, and even bone-forging martial arts masters might want to take action against you."

"Go ahead and do it. Do you think I'm afraid to use my hands?"

"May I ask, Mr. Chen, what is your level of martial arts mastery?"

"Skin smoothing, but I feel like bone forging is coming soon too."

Chen Yi and Yu Ming engaged in a question-and-answer session.

After asking a few questions, Yu Mingxin was even more tired.

What does it mean to say that I'm currently undergoing skin resurfacing, but it feels like bone forging is coming soon?

Doesn't he know that bone forging breakthroughs are achieved in units of years?

Treat it like a dream, then suddenly you can do whatever you want.

"Since you insist, Mr. Chen, the usual trial match is held a month later, but you can also set your own time, up to a year," Yu Ming said.

"A month is too long, how about half a month?" Chen Yi said.

He estimated that at his current pace, with half a month of arduous training, he would be able to truly enter the Bone Forging Realm.

"Okay, half a month it will be."

Yu Ming now does whatever Chen Yi says.

Because he discovered something: Chen Yi was living in his own world, and no matter what others said, he was always right.

Since that's the case, let reality teach him a lesson.

Anyway, you can't kill anyone in a sparring match.

Of course, if someone suffers a broken bone or muscle fracture, you can't blame them.

"We'll need Mr. Chen to come to the Tianhai Martial Arts Association in two weeks," Yu Ming said.

In fact, the choice of venue is usually made by the founder of the martial arts school.

Having it in your own martial arts school gives you a psychological home-field advantage when you're fighting, which can be considered a small privilege.

But Chen Yi and Yu Ming were genuinely afraid that the other side would have dozens of gunmen lying in ambush and would kill all the martial arts masters in the future.

It was then set directly within the Martial Arts Association.

"No problem, Mr. Yu is very efficient. Someone, give him a reward." Chen Yi shouted outside.

One of the henchmen quickly ran over with a simple box.

Chen Yi took it and placed it in Yu Ming's hands: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Yu. This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope you won't find it too much."

Yu Ming looked at the simple box, reluctantly took it, and held it in his hand.

These martial arts association staff members have opportunities to receive gifts everywhere.

He was certainly not an honest man; he had accepted quite a few bribes.

But this was the first time he had ever encountered a gang leader like Chen Yi.

He didn't think the contents of the box would be anything of value.

After all, these gangsters' usual hobbies are extortion and blackmail, so they're unlikely to give anything of value.

"Now that everything has been explained, Mr. Chen, I'll take my leave," Yu Ming said.

"Mr. Yu, please," Chen Yi said.

After watching Yu Ming leave Warehouse Street, Chen Yi turned his gaze to Qin Tianqi.

"Four-Eyes, the matter at the martial arts school is settled. Go collect your reward of one thousand silver dollars. I'll give you two days off to have some fun. After that, you'll go to the docks and keep an eye on things for me."

Although Li Cheng is intelligent, he lacks your experience.

Chen Yi patted Qin Tianqi on the shoulder and sighed.

"Thank you, Master Yi. I will definitely keep a close eye on things," Qin Tianqi said.

Despite having experienced the life of the upper class, he constantly reminded himself of who brought him all of that.

"Whatever you say goes, that's why I like you," Chen Yi said with a smile.

Then, he went into the warehouse and began to practice diligently.

The dockside market.

Yu Ming, who had just stepped out of the warehouse area, took out the box and felt its heavy weight in his hand, which piqued his curiosity.

What exactly is inside?

It can't be oceans, that would take so much space.

Yu Ming shook his head, but still opened the box.

Then his eyes lit up.

Inside the box were neatly stacked silver dollars, roughly estimated to be over a hundred.

Yu Ming quickly closed the box and hid it in his clothes.

My impression of Chen Yi changed from someone who was difficult to communicate with to someone who was a great benefactor.

Of course, whatever the big spender says is right.

Training warehouse.

Chen Yi sat cross-legged on the ground, his strength continuously damaging the bones in his body. With the added 2 points to his Qi and Blood, he would recover in a short time.

As a result, his progress was incredibly rapid; what ordinary martial artists took years to achieve, he accomplished in just ten days.

The reason I told Yu Ming about half a month earlier was simply to avoid rushing things.