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I practice martial arts by adding skill points in modern city-Chapter 62: [058] Enemy
Chapter 62: [058] Enemy
Under the deep pool, a silhouette stood as heavy as a thousand-pound lead, firmly rooted on the sloped concrete embankment.
No matter how the water surged, this person remained motionless, like a stubborn stone rooted in the earth.
Suddenly, Wang Longhu opened his eyes and swung his fist forward by instinct.
Immediately, five or six streams of thin energy erupted from Wang Longhu’s fingertips, shooting out three to four inches before dissipating into the water, leaving no trace.
Wang Longhu’s eyes widened in amazement, unable to contain his excitement, he swam to the surface. As his head emerged from the water, he couldn’t help but raise his arms and shout in joy, "I’ve succeeded! I’ve done it!"
The technique of expelling energy underwater was about directing energy through acupoints out of the body, symbolizing an entry into the realm of Dark Force.
Although this power couldn’t yet be applied in real combat, Wang Longhu had truly stepped onto the path of training Dark Force.
If a Martial Artist could easily and freely release Dark Force with each punch, they would definitely be considered top-tier experts in the world today.
An ordinary person struck by a punch infused with Dark Force would either die or become disabled.
Death meant dying on the spot, while disability meant being crippled for life.
[Name: Wang Longhu]
[Strength: 1.51(+)]
[Constitution: 2.00(Limit)]
[Spirit: 0.97(+)]
[Skills: Basic Fitness Lv3 (75/300), Three-Body Pose Lv4 (0/400), Xingyi Boxing Lv3 (30/300), Lightweight Skill Lv3 (70/300)]
[Potential Points: 0.1]
After standing in the reservoir for two days, Wang Longhu had made significant gains, finally raising the Three-Body Pose to Lv4.
This upgrade provided a considerable 0.1 point potential, which was quite generous.
Wang Longhu could feel a noticeable improvement in his body compared to previous days, with every move brimming with considerable strength.
Moreover, after days of underwater stance training combined with fitness workouts, his figure had finally developed a muscular appearance, with defined muscles on his arms, shoulders, and sides of his abdomen.
As he adapted to standing underwater for several days, Wang Longhu gradually realized the relative safety of such training in the reservoir.
The reservoir’s water was stationary; sinking into it was no different, frankly speaking, from holding one’s breath in a swimming pool.
However, if one were in a place with rapid water flow, it would be significantly harder to maintain footing, undoubtedly increasing the difficulty and danger of martial arts training.
Wang Longhu walked ashore, brushed off the water droplets on his body, and observed that after reaching Lv4, the skill proficiency of the Three-Body Pose didn’t increase as quickly underwater as it did at Lv3, likely due to an insufficiently challenging environment.
In his mind, Wang Longhu thus conceived a novel martial arts training location.
That location was the sea.
Dong County, being an island surrounded by sea, offered no place more dangerous than the ocean. freёnovelkiss-com
Since the dawn of humanity, countless people have met their end at sea; the ocean is arguably the most formidable force on this planet, unmatched by humanity.
If one could train in martial arts within the sea, it would likely better challenge the limits of the human body.
Climbing up a tree to retrieve his clothes hung before diving in, Wang Longhu leapt continuously and returned home in just a few minutes.
With Typhoon Coral approaching, Dong County faced daily wind and rainstorms.
At times, Wang Longhu even doubted whether the wooden doors and windows of his grandmother’s house could withstand the typhoon’s assault. If the old house sprung leaks or allowed rain in, he would be in serious trouble.
Pushing open the backdoor, Wang Longhu had just stepped inside, ready to grab a towel and dry off, when he suddenly felt a chill on his brow, as if witnessing something repulsive, causing an inexplicable aversion to wash over him.
In a sudden, unthinking movement, Wang Longhu instinctively dodged to the side. The next moment, a silver flash grazed past his cheek, leaving a trail of blood.
Bam!
The silver flash struck the wall heavily, embedding itself in the cement, vibrating wildly. It turned out to be a stainless steel knitting needle.
"Quick reaction." A sinister voice followed, and Wang Longhu looked to see an elderly woman, at least in her fifties or sixties, bending as she descended from the second-floor staircase.
She wore traditional Chinese clothing, old Beijing cloth shoes, and had grey-white hair, appearing entirely like a friendly neighborhood elder.
Yet, who would have thought that this seemingly harmless old lady had just forcibly embedded a knitting needle into a cement wall?
Such hand strength was certainly beyond that of an ordinary Martial Artist.
"Who are you?" Wang Longhu frowned and asked.
A stranger intruding without permission into one’s home is, for any Martial Artist, an act of provocation and likely signifies an enemy seeking revenge.
Yet for Wang Longhu, having trained for less than a month and without prior contact with the martial arts world, nor having made any enemies, the question lingered — how did this old lady find him?
Several thoughts quickly flashed through Wang Longhu’s mind.
First, the online gambling bookie responsible for abducting Ye Yuanpei.
Second, the Martial Artists hiding in Dong County to vie for the Marrow Cleansing Scripture, as mentioned by the monk.
Third, enemies of Zheng Dongliang’s father.
"I heard there’s suddenly a Ming Jin expert in Dong County, but the Tides Gang claim you’re unrelated to them, and the Martial Arts Association can’t trace you,
someone so young mastering Ming Jin. Could it be you’re from the military, perhaps drawn by the longstanding rumors regarding the Southern Shaolin Buddha statue?"
The old lady stopped four or five steps from Wang Longhu, stood still, squinted her eyes, and asked with a sardonic smile.
Her tone was like a senior who had watched him grow up, yet at this moment, Wang Longhu only felt a chill.
If his senses weren’t deceiving him, this old lady wasn’t here for a chat; beneath her smile lay an unmistakable intent to kill.
"What military? Not sure, I’m just a..." Wang Longhu replied calmly, but before finishing, he suddenly swung a punch at the old lady’s face.
This move had Wang Longhu’s body move as if riding the clouds and mist, delivering a thunderous strike with lethal potential, embodying the essence of the Dragon-Shaped Cannon Fist—vigorous and fierce, yet resilient and flexible.
The old lady appeared slightly surprised and smoothly parried with both hands, wrapping around Wang Longhu’s punching wrist, pressing down, and deflecting effortlessly.
"Tai Chi’s Push Hands?" Wang Longhu exclaimed in surprise, quickly changing moves, shaking off the old lady’s grip, his arms surging like a dragon emerging from the sea, fists launching straight out.
Bam! Bam!
Two crisp echoes exploded, quick as wind, fierce as thunder.
Forcing the old lady’s expression to change drastically.
"Such sophisticated Inch-Step Beng Fists!"
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