Fanatic!

Chapter 108 Running Headfirst into an Iron Plate
After killing the three men, Chen Wujun glanced at his master Zhou Qing, only to find that his master had already disappeared.

No wonder all these people are coming after me.

However, with his master behind him, he felt confident.

The master wouldn't just watch himself get hacked to death.

Then he turned his gaze to Ruan Wenshan and grinned maliciously:

"Luo Yue people? If my senior sister hadn't told me not to cause trouble lately, I would have come knocking on your door and beaten you to death long ago!"

With a deep-seated hatred, Ruan Wenshan said, "I'll let you die knowing the truth. I am Ruan Wenshan, and you killed my men in the hospital!"

As they spoke, the remaining Luo Yue people surrounded Chen Wujun. Several of them who were close by slashed and hacked at him, forming a large net.

Chen Wujun slipped and slid out, his sickle hooking, slashing, and slicing with incredible speed.

They dart past people, first hooking their knives, then using their sickles to either slit their throats or stab them in the waist from behind.

Despite his large size, he was not clumsy at all; on the contrary, he was quite agile.

He has long arms and great strength.

In a short while, three more Luo Yue people fell down. Chen Wujun darted out of the encirclement, thinking to himself, "These Luo Yue people's blades have a rounded and supple strength. As soon as they come into contact with my blade, they try to neutralize my strength."

"However, both sides are too strong. Even without using my Dragon Force, I have a punching force of nearly 1500 jin, while their punching force is at most 600 or 700 jin. When they meet me, it's like a child encountering an adult, it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

Chen Wujun dashed several meters forward, then jumped directly over the sandpit, using it as an obstacle to avoid being surrounded from several directions simultaneously.

He sneered at Ruan Wenshan: "You sent someone to assassinate me, and you're so agitated after being killed? You killed your mistress, didn't you? I should have sent her to a brothel!"

These words struck a nerve with Ruan Wenshan, making his fingers tremble slightly with anger. His gaze was so intense he wanted to tear Chen Wujun apart. He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you all stupid? Go get those long weapons over there!"

He immediately noticed a number of long weapons on the weapon rack over there.

They have long spears, broadswords, hooks, and sickles.

As the saying goes, "an inch longer, an inch stronger," if these people all had long weapons, even if they were just randomly stabbing with long spears, Chen Wujun would be caught off guard.

Several of the Luo Yue people stared at Chen Wujun, while the others quickly ran to grab long weapons.

Then, with a whoosh, those people watched helplessly as the weapon rack flew into the sky.

Everyone was startled and looked up.

The warehouse is six or seven meters high, with exposed steel beams on top. A man in his fifties or sixties is standing on one of the beams.

The other party reached out and grabbed, and the weapon rack fell directly onto the crossbeam.

Ruan Wenshan suddenly felt a chill run through his body, and he was so frightened that his soul almost flew away.

Although he was staring at Chen Wujun when he came in, his eyes swept across the entire warehouse, not even missing the top.

Moreover, he was a master of Qi cultivation and had been in the gang for so long, having fought life-or-death battles more than once or twice. His five senses were sharp, yet he didn't notice that there was someone else upstairs.

And what kind of skill is it that the opponent can grab and send the weapon rack flying up?
This isn't kung fu at all.

Ruan Wenshan suddenly realized that he had kicked a hornet's nest.

We've been tricked by Li Dong's men; this is a damn trap!

The other Luo Yue people were also stunned, standing there not knowing what to do.

Zhou Qing reached out and grabbed, and everyone suddenly felt a great force in their hands, making it impossible to hold the knife, which slipped out of their grasp.

Ruan Wenshan turned around abruptly to pull the door, but it wouldn't budge, as if it were welded shut.

He could pull open even a welded-on door, but this door remained completely unmoved.

He had originally closed the gate to prevent Chen Wujun from running away, but now he had locked himself and the others inside.

Ruan Wenshan felt even colder and his knees thudded to the ground: "Senior, I swear to God, I will never bother him again."

"If you can kill him, then you can leave," Zhou Qing said expressionlessly from the beam.

"If we can't kill him, he'll die here."

Chen Wujun, having lost his sickle, twisted his body and grinned, revealing a sinister smile.

It feels great to have a mentor backing you up.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Wenshan knew there was no room for negotiation. His eyes flashed with cruelty and malice, and he jumped up from the ground.

"With a master like you around, I must have been blind. But to think he'd use us as practice targets is a pipe dream. I'd rather kill myself!"

"I told you, you can leave if you can kill him. I won't help him; I wouldn't lie to you," Zhou Qing said calmly.

They don't care about human lives at all.

Ruan Wenshan sneered, "Taking away their weapons, isn't that helping him?"
However, they have nowhere else to go, and he is unwilling to let himself die by crashing into a car.

Knowing he wouldn't survive, he only thought of taking Chen Wujun with him.

Ruan Wenshan gritted his teeth and roared at his henchmen, "Go! Kill him, or we'll all die here."

Those henchmen were his elite troops, and bloodshed wasn't a one-off occurrence. Faced with such a sudden turn of events, they finally came to their senses, glancing at Zhou Qing on the beam, then at Chen Wujun.

They all crowded around Chen Wujun.

Chen Wujun's heart stirred, and he circulated his qi and blood throughout his body, causing his body to swell a few more times. His muscles were like giant pythons coiled around his body, and the two fleshy bulges on his back, like folded wings, bulged high. Then he adopted the posture of Confucius's three bows, with his hands clasped in front of him and his shoulders and elbows lowered.

A Luo Yue man leaped forward and pounced on Chen Wujun, his index fingers like hooks, striking repeatedly at Chen Wujun.

This move, "The Cushion Pierces Through the Clouds," is precisely the mantis shape found in the Qi Observation Method.

Hundreds of years ago, the Luo Yue people learned the Five Plum Fist from Zen Master Hua Yan, and combined it with their own Qi Observation techniques, eventually forming the Qi Observation School, one of the most important martial arts schools in Luo Yue. Chen Wujun watched as his opponent made a series of feints with both hands, completely ignoring them, his mind turning to his teacher's words.

You do your thing, I'll do mine.

His right foot, which was originally behind, suddenly stepped forward with lightning speed, and his hands shot out in an arc like cannons.

When both hands are thrown out, they draw an upward arc, blocking the opponent's offensive path and seizing the center line. It's just like a cannon firing, incredibly fierce.

He ripped open the opponent's arms and slammed the blow squarely into the opponent's chest.

Click!
With a cracking sound, the Luo Yue man was sent flying backward, landing on the ground, his fate unknown.

Almost at the same moment Chen Wujun sent the man flying with a clasped-hand gesture, a tiger claw grabbed at Chen Wujun's waist from behind. The five fingers were like five steel drill bits, easily tearing through a person's skin and muscles.

Chen Wujun killed Li Zhijun like that, grabbing him from behind and crushing his kidneys.

After Chen Wujun sent the man flying with his hammer, he took several quick steps forward, leaping forward a short distance. The tiger's claws behind him grazed his waist, and the Luo Yue man felt as if Chen Wujun's waist was made of steel, incredibly hard.

This claw, capable of tearing flesh, only left a few white marks on Chen Wujun's waist.

As Chen Wujun stepped forward, he turned and lashed out with a whip, striking down from above like a steel whip whistling as it struck the head of the person behind him.

The man raised his hands, his tiger claws gripping Chen Wujun's arms, trying to restrain him.

However, what was locked was an iron whip, whose five fingers scratched white marks on Chen Wujun's arm, making a grating squeaking sound.

Chen Wujun twisted his arm muscles, instantly snapping the other person's hands apart, even knocking off two of their fingernails.

The whip-wielder was only slightly obstructed before it struck him on the forehead.

boom!
The Luo Yue man bled from all seven orifices and collapsed to the ground.

Chen Wujun glanced around and saw people surrounding him from both sides of the sandpit. He stomped his feet out as if walking on sand, and clasped his hands together again, adopting the posture of Confucius's three bows.

Ahead, a man from the Luoyue region had hands like tiger claws. Upon seeing Chen Wujun with his hands clasped in a fist, he immediately became wary.

As soon as Chen Wujun stepped forward, his hands shot out like cannons. The opponent immediately slapped Chen Wujun's fists with his tiger claws, pressing Chen Wujun's hands down. The opponent was stunned for a moment.

Even a normal person could see that Chen Wujun was incredibly strong, and his three-bow gesture was smooth and integrated. He originally wanted to use the momentum to retreat, but he didn't expect to suppress the opponent's attack so easily.

However, Chen Wujun drew an arc with both hands below and then used the momentum to unleash a faster and more powerful punch.

The opponent barely had time to dodge before being struck in the chest by a hammer blow, breaking countless bones.

The other Luo Yue people felt a chill in their hearts when they saw this scene.

This Chen Wujun possessed extraordinary strength and was skilled in external martial arts. His attacks were incredibly fierce, capable of killing someone with a single punch.

Previously, with weapons, they were able to injure Chen Wujun.

Now that their weapons are gone, they have almost no way to deal with Chen Wujun.

Many people subconsciously turned to look at Nguyen Van Son.

"If we don't kill him, we'll all die! Attack!" Ruan Wenshan gritted his teeth, while keeping a close eye on Chen Wujun's movements.

This time, they've hit a brick wall. A great master is right there, probably this kid's teacher.

The other party clearly wanted them to practice on him.

But now they have nowhere to run and are at their wits' end.

All I can do is keep an eye on Chen Wujun's movements and figure out his background. Even if I die, I'll drag him down with me.

Seeing this, the other Luo Yue people could only surround Chen Wujun. However, Chen Wujun kept changing his position, always facing only one person, and using only one move, which was the newly learned Master's Three Bows.

The more I use it, the more ingenious I find this trick.

His own dragon energy is inherently powerful and explosive. When facing an opponent, he can block the opponent's attack route while attacking. The cannon hammer's power is also fierce.

No one can hit him, and no one can stop him from getting a single blow.

Even if you manage to block it, you can't stop your own second, even faster and more powerful blow.

Even if he encounters someone with excellent movement skills, his movement skills are not bad either.

The warehouse was filled with the sounds of flesh colliding and bones cracking.

In a short while, the remaining Luo Yue people also fell to the ground.

Chen Wujun only had some sweat on his forehead and some white marks on his body, especially on his arms and fists.

"Are you women? Why do you like to squirm people so much?" Chen Wujun swung his arm, turned around and looked at Ruan Wenshan, who had been standing there the whole time, and sneered.

Ruan Wenshan looked up at Zhou Qing with a face full of resentment. If it weren't for this old guy, things would have been very different today.

"What kind of kung fu was that just now?" Ruan Wenshan asked, unwilling to give up.

"If you can reach the magnetic field level, you'll naturally know how," Zhou Qing said casually...

“Magnetic field level… magnetic field level…” Ruan Wenshan muttered a few words and then gave a bitter laugh.

Shark Nine and this kid's master are actually magnetic field level experts!

That's enough to wipe out all the gangs in Beigang.

Moreover, he and his men had charged headlong into it.

“I’ve really messed up today…” Ruan Wenshan pulled off his clothes, revealing a muscular physique, and stared at Chen Wujun with malice in his eyes.

"Even if I die, I'll take you with me."

(End of this chapter)