Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 99: Southern Martial Arts Conference, Bloody Poison Hand
[Bronze Statue Skill: Entry (65%)+]

In the quiet room, two hours later.

The heat flow in the body gradually disappeared, and Chen Feng looked at the progress of the bronze statue in front of him, a little surprised.

It doesn't feel slow.

On the contrary, it is a bit fast.

After all, the Bronze Statue Technique is the core skill of the Flame Tiger Style.

To a certain extent, its power is stronger than the Giant Tiger Skill, and naturally it is more difficult.

One pill of Tiger Bone Strengthening Pill allowed him to complete two-thirds of the learning process. The effectiveness of the secret medicine is evident.

"Perhaps, it is also because I have the foundation of Giant Tiger Kung Fu."

"Although the effects of the two hard skills are different, they are essentially strengthening the body..."

Chen Feng had some guesses and finally looked at his own limit-breaking and skills.

[Break limit: 2]

[Explosive Punch: Mastery (61%)+]

[Red Tiger Power: Beginner (56%)+]

[Bronze Statue Skill: Entry (65%)+]

Three skills, looking up and down.

Chen Feng looked more at Chi Hu Jin.

You cannot use secret medicine before entering the state of power, so breaking the limit becomes the only way to improve this skill.

As for Explosive Fist and Bronze Statue Skill, there are other ways to break through them.

"promote!"

Immediately, without any hesitation, Chen Feng silently recited the two words.

[Red Tiger Power: Beginner (72%)+]

"There are still four more to break the limit."

Chen Feng roughly came up with the answer and felt that the strength in his body had become a little stronger.

With a thought, a light red force appeared in his hand, covering most of his palm.

Different from the white color of others, this is the characteristic of Red Tiger Power. Once you get started with cultivation, it will become the color of flames.

The higher the realm, the darker the color.

"Kindness has its own matching moves, which can be used to unleash a force stronger than the basic physical strength."

Chen Feng recalled Li Tong's words, pondered for a moment, and decided to choose one or two moves from the Red Tiger Force to practice.

Because the other party only taught him the mantras for the first two levels, he currently only knows five moves.

[Tiger Roar Style: One of the shock techniques, the power covers and gathers in both palms, which can injure the internal organs of others, which can be said to be hitting a bull from a distance]

[Steel Claw Style: One of the claw techniques. The strength is concentrated in the knuckles. When attacking the enemy, the power can be extended and transformed into tiger claws, tearing the flesh and bones of others.]

[Pyroblast Style: One of the explosive methods, the power is concentrated and compressed between the fists and palms, and the attack is instantly released, breaking the enemy with a single point.]

[Tiger Leap: One of the body techniques, it can cover the strength of the legs and be more flexible.]

After thinking for a moment, Chen Feng felt that the Tiger Roar Style and the Fire Explosion Style were similar to his own fighting style.

After making the decision, he quickly tried to practice in the martial arts gym.

Gradually, time passed.

However, due to lack of strength, the effect of practicing the moves is weak.

But after all, something is better than nothing.

"Big Brother!"

"Hello, senior brother!"

At noon, Chen Feng went to the cafeteria to have lunch.

Respectful titles kept ringing out on the road. Wu Tian wanted to find a place to hide, but unfortunately he was a beat too slow.

"Big Senior Brother."

He shouted with an embarrassed look on his face, while Pei Yue beside him was much more natural and seemed to be showing off.

"Well, practice hard."

Chen Feng passed by him with a calm mind.

Lin Hao on the side tried to hold back his laughter but failed, causing Wu Tian's face to turn red, but he was helpless.

Finally, the day's martial arts training came to an end.

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Feng changed his clothes, walked out of the martial arts gym, and got into Lin Hao's car.

hum!
The engine started and headed straight for the club.

People were coming and going in the mall. After parking the car, the two took the elevator straight to the second floor.

"Ok?"

Chen Feng looked closely and saw that Dongling Boxing Gym was closed down.

"Hey, I heard he ran away. He didn't show up yesterday."

"It seems like he opened a boxing gym somewhere else."

Lin Hao explained on the side, and Chen Feng nodded in understanding.

It's embarrassing to fail to challenge someone and get kicked out instead.

In addition, there were so many people who witnessed the incident that day that the other party's boxing teaching business plummeted.

Naturally, the best way to survive is to cut off the tail and develop in another place.

Soon, without stopping, the two walked towards the club.

During this time, a man and a woman came over and passed each other.

"Ok?"

The woman, who was wearing a black leather miniskirt and a windbreaker, suddenly stopped and looked back in confusion.

The tall and burly figure walked into the club and disappeared. She always felt that he looked familiar.

"What's wrong, Xiaoyue?"

The man next to him asked, and Han Yue shook his head.

"Nothing, I just thought the guy who just went in looked familiar."

"Oh." Hearing this, the man looked towards the club and quickly asked with a smile, "How about going in and taking a look?"

"Although the Haofeng Club has only been open for a short time, it is quite famous. I heard that there is a professional level 7 head coach who is very powerful."

"In addition to boxing, you can also do fitness and so on."

"never mind."

Han Yue had no interest in these things, and even if they looked familiar, it didn't matter.

Just a supermarket cashier, not worth much.

In contrast
"Didn't we agree to go take a look at that new Sky Blue brand handbag? I heard it's on sale today for only 50,000 or 60,000. Why don't we go now?"

"Okay, let's go then."

"what happened?"

"nothing."

In the club, facing Lin Hao's question, Chen Feng calmly shook his head.

He took a step forward and walked into the practice room in the members' area.

"Coach Chen!"

"Coach, you're finally back!"

Enthusiastic shouts rang out one after another, and Li Chengdong and Zhuang Xiaoqing stood up one after another, with smiles on their faces.

Beside them, there were three or five other young men and women.

Although they were wearing loose sportswear, they all had obvious temperaments.

According to Lin Hao's explanation, most of them are friends from Li Chengdong and Zhuang Xiaoqing's circle.

They have a good family background, or have elders or relatives working in official departments such as the Parliament and the Security Agency, or their family owns a company of a certain scale.

Because they had witnessed him beating the Dongling Boxing Gym that day, Li Chengdong and the other man boasted about it in the circle, attracting these people to follow.

"Hello, Coach Chen."

"My name is Luo Yue."

A young man spoke directly and stretched out his hand.

With her sharp short hair and tan skin, you can tell at a glance that she exercises regularly.

With a slight perception, Chen Feng could tell that the other party's level was higher than Li Chengdong's and was already at the professional level.

"Practice?"

Chen Feng asked, looking at each other calmly.

During the handshake, he could already feel the other party exerting force, as if trying to test him.

"My family hired several coaches for me and I trained for five or six years," Luo Yue said truthfully.

The expression on his face became more and more serious, and in the end, he groaned, his face flushed slightly, and he felt his palm was grasped by a vise, which was extremely painful.

"How does it feel?" Chen Feng asked calmly, then let go.

"Coach Chen is really strong, stronger than any coach I've ever seen!"

Luo Yue nodded quickly, his tone much more respectful than at the beginning.

Most of the people around didn't understand what was going on, but Li Chengdong could see the clue.

Shaking his head secretly, he didn't interrupt.

Chen Feng didn't care about it. After all, he had received money from the other party, so it was understandable to test them once. Then, he asked the newcomers what they thought. He quickly arranged a training plan accordingly, and then pointed out and corrected some movements.

"Don't swing your hands too far, and keep your center of gravity stable when exerting force."

Standing next to Zhuang Xiaoqing, he nodded twice, and the other party nodded repeatedly with bright eyes.

"Coach, I."

She opened her mouth slightly and wanted to speak, but soon saw Chen Feng turn his head to look at the door of the practice room.

Wang Cheng came hurriedly and said with a serious face: "Brother Chen, someone is looking for you!"

The address changed quietly, and Chen Feng's perception was amplified, and he could see clearly who the person was.

"Lead the way."

With a calm tone, he turned and left the practice room.

Many students looked around curiously, and finally, when they reached the door of the club, they saw two figures standing there.

The person on the left had a pale face, weak breath, and a thin body.

There was a bandage on his chest, and it was obviously the young man who came to cause trouble that day.

The person on the right is a thin old man with gray hair, wearing a green gown and a goatee.

Looking closely, the other person had extremely long arms hanging down on both sides, like a monkey, with very thick joints on his palms, and he had a calm aura.

despair!
After taking a steady step, Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

The thin young man avoided his gaze and lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at him.

The thin old man next to him looked at him calmly.

Chen Feng was a little surprised that he didn't sense any malicious intent.

Aren't you here to seek revenge?

Then, within sight.

The thin old man suddenly clasped his fists and bowed, lowering his posture, and introduced himself: "Xinyuanliu, Liu Fangming."

Oh?
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows.

He heard Cao Tong talk about this person yesterday. He is one of the only two masters in the Xinyuan School who have reached the level of Jin, and an elder of the school.

"Traitor, why don't you apologize?"

As if he noticed Chen Feng's surprise, he slapped the thin young man next to him.

The other party's face flushed red, but in the end he still clasped his fists and saluted obediently, "Xinxin Yuanliu, Sun Fei, hello to Yanhu's personal disciple."

Snapped!
"Look, you can't even apologize properly. Did you practice boxing to the point of getting into a dog's stomach?"

After scolding, the thin old man Liu Fangming slapped the other person on the back of the head.

The latter's face turned red and he dared not refute, while the former turned his head to look at Chen Feng.

"I, a traitor, was bewitched by others, not knowing that you were Yanhu's personal disciple."

"I offended you rashly two days ago. Thanks to your mercy, I was able to save my kung fu and my life."

At the end, Liu Fangming clasped his fists and bowed again.

His attitude is so sincere that there is nothing to fault with him.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and roughly guessed that the other party might have learned about his apprenticeship from somewhere.

Seeing her attitude, his expression softened.

He nodded slightly to indicate that he had revealed it.

"As expected of the Flame Tiger Master, he really has a broad mind."

"Traitor, why don't you thank me now!"

Liu Fangming scolded, and the thin man named Sun Fei had no choice but to do as he was told.

"Thank you very much, Yanhu, for your instruction."

"Ah."

Chen Feng nodded, while Wang Cheng on the side was already stunned.

The atmosphere thus eased a lot, but Liu Fangming had no intention of leaving. Instead, he smiled and cupped his hands, indicating that he wanted a glass of water.

"Oh?"

With a flash of his eyes, Chen Feng felt that the other party seemed to have something to say.

"Come with me."

He nodded, turned around and led him into the club's lounge.

Soon, Zhou Xiaoli at the front desk tactfully brought three cups of tea. Chen Feng sat on the wooden chair at the tea table and made a simple gesture.

"Thank you."

Liu Fangming thanked him and took a sip.

"Good tea."

He nodded, ignoring Chen Feng's expression, and pretended to recall: "Back then, the last time I drank such good tea was when I attended the Southern Martial Arts Conference with your master."

"At that time, your teacher's demeanor was so great that people really admired him."

After some reminiscence, Chen Feng understood the hidden meaning.

"Senior Liu knows my master?"

"I wouldn't say I know you, we've just met a few times." Liu Fangming smiled and waved his hand, lowering his posture and looking at Sun Fei who was standing beside him with a bitter look.

This is the difference in power between schools.

It was only later that he found out that the other party was from the Tianyan Chihu School. If he had known the other party's background earlier, he would never have dared to challenge him.

"Really? Then what is the Southern Martial Arts Conference that you mentioned?"

Chen Feng asked curiously, this was the first time he heard of it.

"Oh? Your master didn't tell you?"

Liu Fangming was stunned at first, and Chen Feng nodded slightly.

"That's right, Mr. Chen said that you have only been a member of the core sect for a short time."

"The Southern Martial Arts Conference is a major event in the southern martial arts world of our Red Country. It takes place every five years, and many schools will participate."

"From the juniors who are training their bones and organs to the sect leaders who have reached the realm of strength or even higher, they will all compete with each other and then decide the sphere of influence of their respective sects."

After some explanation, Chen Feng roughly understood the meaning.

In ancient times, many schools would make mortal enemies in order to snatch disciples and develop their own schools.

Later, in order to change this situation, some powerful sects established rules to bring these competitions to the surface in order to reduce private conflicts.

The Southern Martial Arts Conference is the product of this kind of rules. This is the reason why their Yanhu Clan was able to dominate Nanjiang City and open a martial arts school here.

"The last Southern Martial Arts Conference was four years ago. According to previous rules, this one should be held next month."

Seeing that Chen Feng didn't know much about this matter, Liu Fangming was willing to say a few more words to establish good relations with him.

The two sides talked about this for more than ten minutes.

At the end, Liu Fangming changed his tone and lowered his voice, "There is one thing I have to trouble Chen to personally tell your master."

"What's the matter?" Chen Feng's face was calm, but he actually guessed that this was what the other party had been wanting to say after laying the groundwork for so long.

"The Blood Poison Hand is back, please be careful, Master."

Blood Poison Palm?

Chen Feng was puzzled again, who is this?

"?"

Looking at his expression, Liu Fangming was puzzled.

"Master, didn't you tell me this?"

Chen Feng nodded.

Liu Fangming was silent.

A few seconds later, through his explanation, Chen Feng learned that this was a master of the internal force who had been severely injured and nearly disabled by his master Li Tong, and who did things in a rather evil way.

He once escaped from Nanjiang, but was accidentally seen in the urban area by another elder of the Xinyuan Clan two days ago.

"I will inform Master." Chen Feng nodded and thanked him.

"That's good."

Liu Fangming breathed a sigh of relief and waited for a few more words before he stood up and left.

The door closed slowly.

Chen Feng's eyes flashed as he perceived the two people leaving. He probably guessed that this was the goodwill released by the Xinyuanliu, hoping to completely eliminate the conflicts and gaps between the two sides.

With a calm expression, he immediately took out his cell phone, ready to inform his master Li Tong about the matter.

Fingers tapped the on-screen keyboard, and a tapping sound echoed.

But soon, the movement stopped.

He suddenly felt an extremely strong malice coming towards him.

One hundred meters, ninety-nine meters, ninety-eight meters.
His eyes turned cold, and Chen Feng immediately magnified his perception, covering the surroundings.

The mall is bustling with people and lights, creating a lively and peaceful atmosphere.

Outside the left window, cars were constantly flowing and passers-by were talking to each other.

It seems like a normal scene, but
A hole in a sewer cover near the shopping mall.

A small brown patterned snake was seen suddenly entering the 100-meter perception range, hissing and spitting out its tongue, heading straight for the mall.

Behind this, one could vaguely see strong black-clad figures with bulging waists, crisscrossing with each other.

There were even swarms of drones that quietly appeared and hovered near the shopping mall.

(End of this chapter)