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Chapter 231 Bacterial Cholera and Plague!

Liang Xing had been watching Chen Zhan closely when, after Chen Zhan left his spot, he keenly noticed something amiss and quickly took two steps forward.

"Hi!~"

He saw two footprints inside the circle Chen Zhan had just drawn, with tiny, pinhole-like holes beneath them.

Liang Xing then realized why Chen Zhan could remain motionless despite the force of several people. No matter how high one's Tai Chi skills are, one must deflect the force; it's impossible to dissipate the force out of thin air.

It turned out that Chen Zhan had transferred his strength to his feet, and had even refined it into a fine and dense energy, which he then channeled into his feet.

It can do things quietly, or it can crush territory.

Otherwise, even though the grounds of this Golden Pavilion are made of solid wood, they wouldn't be able to withstand the full force of several masters of internal strength.

Liang Xing looked at the tiny pores and couldn't help but marvel. He reached out to touch them, but then heard Chen Zhan say, "Be careful."

He nodded and carefully touched it. The moment his finger touched it, the wood in the small pores felt as soft as sawdust, crumbling at the slightest touch and seeping into the floor below.

The three-inch-thick floorboards where Chen Zhan had just stepped were hollowed out by the force of the energy!

Several disciples, seeing that Liang Xing remained in a daze for a long time, also rushed over to check on him.

They were not charlatans; they all possessed genuine skills, and naturally, they could see the terrifying nature of Chen Zhan's abilities.

Internal force must be applied to acupoints. The reason for this is that striking other places is too weak, and martial artists have thick muscles, bones, and skin, so internal force cannot be effective.

Chen Zhan's method of deflecting force was still within everyone's comprehension, but transforming that force into such a fine and subtle energy, and then dispersing it outwards...
Converting the opponent's force is comparable to using a "hidden weapon".

The disciples exchanged glances, filled with fear. If that kick were to land on them, they knew they couldn't withstand it; perhaps only a master of external martial arts would survive.
Chen Zhan had already taken his seat in the main seat again.

"If everyone has no further questions, let's continue."

The disciple who had just made a move not only had no objections, but was even somewhat impressed. From now on, Chen Zhan would be one of their own, a grandmaster indeed!

Even a few pointers would be incredibly helpful, let alone with a powerful backer like him!
Over the years, although Jinlou has gained a foothold in the south, various forces in the southern martial arts world have suppressed and provoked it without reservation.

I play several matches almost every month.

Northern boxers may not face extreme difficulties in the South, but they still carve out their own niche by constantly fighting their way into a new arena.

Fortunately, with the presence of Li Guangpu, a master of internal energy transformation, and with his connections in the government, they were able to gain a foothold. However, there were also experts in the south, and as Li Guangpu grew older, everyone was worried.

Now that we have Chen Zhan, a grandmaster who is not yet thirty, we have a different kind of confidence.

"Thank you for instructing the younger generation in martial arts, Alliance Leader. All of you, come and thank the Alliance Leader," Li Guangpu said.

The dozen or so disciples bowed deeply, completely convinced of their superiority.

Chen Zhan waved his hand dismissively, "Let's continue. But there's still one person who hasn't arrived at the Golden Pavilion."

Li Guangpu knew who Chen Zhan was talking about, but shook his head: "If Senior Brother Ding refuses to come, I will invite him."

Chen Zhan said, "Ningzhen, go and invite Elder Ding. Tell him I invited him."

Ye Ningzhen stood up and was about to go downstairs when Chen Zhan said again, "No need, he's here."

As the words fall.

Footsteps echoed on the stairs, and Ding Lianshan took the initiative to walk up.

He lived in seclusion in the Jinlou in Foshan. The girls in the Jinlou all thought he was just Old Ding from the kitchen, but Li Guangpu and the others knew his true identity.

After Chen Zhan drove Ding Lianshan away from Tianjin, Ye Ningzhen sent a message to Li Guangpu.

Li Guangpu's attitude towards Ding Lianshan was complicated.

From the perspective of their master's generation, the two sides were enemies. Yin Fu and Cheng Tinghua were from the same school, but they turned against each other. Yin Fu served as an official in the Qing court, while Cheng Tinghua wanted to destroy the Qing court's lifeline.

If that were all, the two sects would simply remain strangers to each other until death.

However, after the Eight-Nation Alliance invasion and the fall of the Qing Dynasty, Gong Baotian and Ding Lianshan followed Li Cunyi and killed many foreign devils.

With foreign enemies at hand, we share the same stance and do not dwell on ancestral grievances.

Driven by a shared hatred of the enemy, they all became members of the martial arts community.

Ding Lianshan killed a Japanese ronin in Fengtian and was wanted by the authorities. He wandered the world and could not ignore the situation when it came to his territory.

Therefore, Ding Lianshan is just Old Ding in the kitchen on the surface.

Ding Lianshan came up, saw Chen Zhan, and then looked at the people in the room. He sighed.

He said to Chen Zhan, "Back when we fought in Tianjin, you hadn't yet reached the Transformation Realm. At that time, I thought your future achievements were limitless, but I never expected that you would grow to this level in less than a year. It's truly unimaginable."

Chen Zhan cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Ding Lianshan. The feud between Yin Fu and Cheng Tinghua couldn't really be attributed to their descendants. Ding Lianshan hadn't really done anything wrong in his life.

The reason he was sent away from Tianjin was as a precaution, but judging by his actions rather than his intentions, Ding Lianshan's snake soup and the Great Stele-Smashing Hand technique were of great benefit to him.

"Please sit down, Elder Ding. You should already know about the events in Fengtian. Gong Er has opened a martial arts school in Jinling. Aren't you going to lend your support?"

Ding Lianshan didn't stand on ceremony. He found a place to sit down, shook his head, and said, "I'm old and don't plan to move around anymore. It's nice to enjoy my retirement in the kitchen."

"What if the Japanese repeat their mistakes and start another massacre?"

"Um???"

Chen Zhan's words caused a stir among the people present. Li Guangpu and Li Wenbiao, along with three others, stood up abruptly.

"What does the Alliance Leader mean by that?"

"What news has the alliance leader received?"

Is this really true?

This incident caused quite a stir, with the elderly people present, including Li Guangpu and Cheng Yougong, being the most excited.

Having experienced that massacre, it's impossible not to be moved.

Chen Zhan pressed his hands down, "No need to rush. I do know some things in Fengtian. It's good to tell you all now so that we can be prepared for the future."

He had only intended to test the waters and see who wouldn't be useful in the end. But things hadn't gotten to this point, so he could only reveal a little more.

Ding Lianshan hurriedly asked, "Alliance Leader, tell me quickly, what have you discovered in Fengtian?"

Chen Zhan then kept everyone in suspense for a moment before saying directly, "I intercepted the Japanese train from Lushun to Fengtian and witnessed a shocking scene."

"arms?"

"Supplies?"

"Could it be a person?"

"The Japanese Kwantung Army already has tens of thousands of men, and they still don't have enough?"

Chen Zhan shook his head. "Bacterial weapons."

"what?"

"what is that?"

What are bacteria?

Most of these people were uneducated and had no idea what bacteria were, let alone how to make them into weapons.

Chen Zhan shook his head blankly: "You can understand it as the plague, chaos, and bacterial weapons that can artificially create epidemics and kill soldiers and civilians on a large scale."

I understood that sentence.

Medicine and martial arts are inseparable. Most people present knew medicine. Cholera and plague were epidemics, and what did plagues represent? They were quite terrifying.

Then a long silence fell over them.

"Man-made plague?! Alliance Leader, you're not joking, are you?"

These elderly people, who came from the Qing Dynasty, have no idea what "bacterial warfare" is, but they all understand what plagues are.

"Is this impossible? This thing can be manufactured by humans?" Li Guangpu asked incredulously.

Li Wenbiao and the others shook their heads repeatedly: "How could a plague be created artificially? Impossible! Impossible!"

"Uncle Li is an expert in cold-related diseases, right? If you use rotting rats as a medium to raise fleas, put the rats in cages into oil drums, sprinkle wheat bran, blood meal feed, soybean cake, etc. inside, and then put fleas in them so that they can suck the rat blood and thus reproduce a large number of fleas."

"What will be the consequences if these fleas, and even the corpses of numerous snakes, insects, and rodents, are released into towns and villages?"

Chen Zhan recounted the entire production process in such detail that it sent chills down everyone's spines, and even in the spring and summer, they developed goosebumps.

"This"

"If true, tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians will be infected with the plague, which is more terrifying than any natural disaster."

"Japanese"

"They want to exterminate our race!!!" Li Guangpu said in a deep voice.

After Li Guangpu finished speaking, everyone remained silent for a long time.

Ding Lianshan's expression kept changing.

He had just sat down, but immediately stood up again.

He's different from others; he's lived in Northeast China for decades, and many of his friends and relatives are still there.

"Did the Alliance Leader witness this with his own eyes?"

"Of course, there was also a group of bandits at the time, who were probably from the Northeast Army."

"And then? What happened to that batch of 'bacteria'?"

"Burn it, burn it down."

Ye Ningzhen spoke up.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and then inquired about the specific details.

Then Ye Ningzhen stopped hiding things and told the whole story of how the train was blown up, how Chen Zhan and the bandits cooperated to kill the Japanese soldiers on the train, and even how she was later chased by a large force and bombarded by artillery.

Ye Ningzhen described the scene as if she were there herself. The bombardment was like the end of the world, with birds and beasts scattering and fleeing. Moreover, she was seriously injured, and Chen Zhan risked his life to protect her, being blown away by a shell.

Chen Zhan's back was covered in shrapnel, making him look like a hedgehog.

The crowd listened intently, yet were also horrified.

Ruan Zhi and Li Qingsu were hearing this for the first time; Ye Ningzhen had never mentioned it before.

Those present understood why Ye Ningzhen was so devoted to Chen Zhan and going through such things together; it was hard for her not to be completely devoted.

Moreover, if Ye Ningzhen wasn't making this up, then Chen Zhan is practically a god, an immortal warrior, definitely not human.

"Great Sect Leader, are you alright?" Xiong Hanshan was terrified.

Many of the people present had never seen artillery shells before. There had been no large-scale battles near Foshan for a long time, let alone the intense bombardment of the mountains.
Chen Zhan shook his head and said, "That time was indeed very dangerous. The Japanese firepower was very strong, much stronger than that of the Kwantung Army, and they were trying to take extreme measures."

"That's why I would say the Japanese will never be content with half of Northeast China; they have much bigger ambitions!"

"Old Ding, you should understand what I mean, right?"

Ding Lianshan had been pondering Chen Zhan's words for a long time, and now that Chen Zhan had asked, he had made up his mind.

"Alliance Leader, I will set off tomorrow for Jinling, and then head north to Fengtian. If war breaks out again, I will not return."

Chen Zhan didn't say anything to stop him.

Ding Lianshan spent the first half of his life on the black soil of Northeast China. He could let go of everything else, but the Japanese were the only obstacle he could never overcome.

He was forced to leave Fengtian and go into exile because he killed Japanese soldiers.

If the Japanese were to start another massacre, he would definitely go back and fight to the death.

(End of this chapter)