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Chapter 134 Dragon and Tiger Combined Strength
The Tongzhou Street and Qinzhou Street, where the Luo Yue people were stationed, were located in Shenshuibu, or Shenshui Port District, less than 5 kilometers away from the city walled city.

A day later, at a teahouse located on Waterloo Road between Sham Shui Po and the Walled City.

"We'll deal with those Luo Yue people sooner or later..." Huo Long said fiercely to Wen Long as they walked into the teahouse.

Upon going upstairs, I saw a dozen or so Luo Yue people sitting around three round tables.

There were only two people at one of the tables: a bald, burly man in a floral shirt and a woman with a scarred face, dark skin, and somewhat ugly appearance.

These were the two hall masters, one named Wu Yiyong and the other named Poli.

The other Luo Yue people were sitting at the round table next to them. When they saw Huo Long and his group enter, they all stood up and their eyes turned fierce.

Poli gestured for them to sit down, and they all sat down.

Huo Long and Wen Long casually sat down opposite the two men, gesturing for their henchmen to sit at the table next to them as well.

"Are you Luo Yue people out of your minds? You're not strong enough, you failed to kill anyone, and you even got your hall master killed. Instead of finding the killer, you come to me for money? Do you think we Li Dong are easy to bully?" Huo Long said with an unfriendly expression as soon as he sat down.

“If we weren’t strong enough, you wouldn’t have come to us. This was clearly due to the wrong information you provided, which led to the deaths of our people. It is only right that you compensate us,” Poli said.

"Bullshit!" Fire Dragon slammed his hand on the table, smashing a piece of it to pieces.

Wenlong reached out to stop Huolong from continuing.

The two of them were playing good cop and bad cop, respectively.

“Po Le, nobody wants things to go wrong. The intelligence we provided is definitely accurate. Ruan Wenshan had so many men; there's no way he couldn't have taken down Chen Wuquan. So there's only one possibility: someone killed Ruan Wenshan. As for who did it, you all know the answer.” Wenlong said calmly.

"Everyone knows that Chen Wujun and Shark Nine are from the same sect. Why aren't you causing trouble for Shark Nine? Are you afraid of him?"

"Your leader was beaten to death and you didn't dare to retaliate. If word gets out, you all will be out of business and might as well eat shit!"

"Wenlong, Huolong, is this all you came here to say?" Wu Yiyong sneered, a fierce glint in his eyes.

“Wu Yiyong, you don’t need to scare us. If we really fight, we will certainly suffer losses, but you won’t come out on top either. However, Shark Nine would be laughing his head off. We’re here today because we have the same enemy,” Wenlong said, looking at the other party.

“One thing at a time. We don’t know yet whether Shark Nine did it or not, and we will investigate that matter. But you also need to give us an explanation for what happened before!” Poli poked at the table with his finger, making a hole with each poke.

Wenlong and Huolong's pupils both contracted slightly, and they couldn't help but look at her hands and the table.

Her fingers looked ordinary, yet they were as sharp and dagger-like.

This is the art of observing qi; only a master of the mantis-like form could train their fingers to look like this.

“It’s impossible for him to confess. The information we provided is definitely accurate,” Wenlong said. “However, that kid is indeed harder to kill than expected. Also, a batch of my goods was robbed before, and I suspect that kid was responsible. So we can give you more money. You must take him out as soon as possible.”

Wu Yiyong and Poli exchanged a glance, and Wu Yiyong sneered.

The fire dragon and the blue dragon were clearly afraid, yet they still made up an excuse.

However, they only care about their own interests; it's not that they can't compromise on this.

"Add another ten million!" Poli held up one finger.

"Why don't you just rob him? That kid's worth ten million!" Fire Dragon slammed his hand on the table, smashing a piece of it.

"You said it yourself, he and Shark Nine are from the same sect. Currently, within the Hetu sect, Shark Nine has the highest prestige and is very likely to become the leader. If Shark Nine becomes the leader, then he will be the next hall master!"

"It's not unreasonable for you to add ten million for a Hetu Hall Master, is it?" Poli said slowly.

“Even if Shark Nine takes over, he’s not strong enough to become a hall master. Besides, when we came to you, he was just an unknown nobody. You’re the ones who failed to handle things properly,” Wenlong said coldly.

"Ten million is impossible, we can only add three million at most! Adding the previous three million, that's six million."

“We’ll pay you as long as you kill them,” Wenlong said.

"If you don't agree, then call your men and start fighting. Let's see if your people can get into the stronghold!" Fire Dragon said fiercely from the side, his temper flaring.

“Shark Nine will be the happiest one then,” Wenlong added.

The two sides then engaged in some haggling.

In the end, both sides compromised, with Wenlong and Huolong adding 500 million.

"Damn, it cost 800 million to take down that kid. Is he worth 800 million?" Fire Dragon was still cursing as he left the teahouse.

“He’s Shark Nine’s top lieutenant. If the people of Sheng Sha take him down, Shark Nine definitely won’t let it go. 800 million can make Sheng Sha and He Tu fight each other, so we won’t lose out,” Wenlong reassured him.

After all, he sells No. 4 drugs and wolf medicine; he's rich and powerful.

The batch of goods that were stolen earlier alone was worth 800 million.

……

"Your Dragon Force is well-practiced, and your Cannon Hammer technique is almost perfect. Next, I will teach you how to use weapons."

"Practice boxing first, then weapons, because the way weapons are used is similar to that of boxing. Once you are familiar with boxing techniques, you will easily understand weapons, and learning weapons will also help you better understand how to generate power with your fists!"

"For example, you can practice the chopping power with a broadsword, just like your chopping fist and smashing fist. It emphasizes power and weight. With one strike, men and horses are shattered."

"The spear can be used to train long-range strength, explosive force, and silk-reeling force, which also matches the characteristics of the cannon hammer, which is good at releasing force and explosive force suddenly."

Zhou Qing walked to the weapon rack, reached out and lifted up a large spear. This spear was 4.5 meters long, dark blue-black in color, with a wooden core inside and a layer of metal braided wire on the outside. The spearhead was also much wider and thicker than that of ordinary spears.

Chen Wujun had mentioned before that this spear weighed about 60 jin (approximately 30 kg). Zhou Qing held the spear butt and shook his arms. With a hum, the tip of the heavy spear instantly emitted a cold light the size of a bowl. The sound of it cutting through the air was deep and resonant, like the roar of a dragon.

"Watch closely!" Zhou Qing said, taking a step forward and twisting his waist and hips like a millstone.

The gun seemed to come alive in his hands, no longer an inanimate object, but a swimming dragon.

A straight thrust of the spear shot out, so fast that it left only a bluish-black afterimage. The spearhead tore through the air with a muffled "thud," as if it could pierce through everything in front of it!

"This is thrusting! It trains the long-range and penetrating power! It's about unleashing the unstoppable force of the cannon from the tip of the spear..."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qing subtly flipped and turned his wrist, and the spearhead swirled inward with incredible lightness.

"This is how you take control! You're practicing the power of a cannon to drill and flip, the sinking and crushing power of a cannon to split a mountain, to bite the opponent's weapon so that it can't get in or be pulled away."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qing flicked his wrist again, and the heavy spearhead drew an arc and snapped outward.

"This is a block! It uses the explosive force of a chain cannon! It's not a direct block, but a combination of parrying and striking, ready to be unleashed at any moment!"

……

A moment later, Zhou Qing threw the spear to Chen Wujun.

"The Three Emperors Cannon Hammer's spear was originally called the Zilu Spear. Later, through evolution, someone merged the Zilu Spear, the Six Harmonies Spear, and the Eight Methods Spear into the Thirty-Six Styles of Mountain-Crushing Spear, combining spear and fist into one." As Zhou Qing said this, he seemed to remember something, and a rare smile appeared in his eyes.

"Back then, Li Muyu dominated the region with her Thirty-Six Styles of Mountain-Crushing Spear. No one could break her spear, so they could only get close and fight. Then they experienced her combined spear and fist techniques... Her fist techniques were faster and more powerful than her spear techniques... More masters died by her fists than by her spear..."

"Li Muyu?" Chen Wujun felt a mixture of curiosity and longing.

I also heard about a master from my master, but I don't know what kind of person he is.

Zhuang Huai's Wolf Fist, Yin Zhou's Spirit Ape Hanging Beam Stake, Yang Dianqing's Old Bear Embracing a Tree Stump, Cheng Lin's Swimming Dragon Palm, Deng Yuan's Tiger Roar Golden Bell Cover and Master's Three Bows...

Each of these skills represents a master of traditional techniques who was once a dominant force in the region.

These various martial arts techniques, and the names behind them, filled Chen Wujun with a sense of grandeur.

I wonder what they were like back then.

But why did so many top masters die?

“Yes… Li Muyu… Her name is Li Muyu, but she’s a blockhead. She has nothing in her mind except kung fu. She can’t even take care of herself, so everyone calls her Li Muyu…” Zhou Qing said a few words, then lost interest in talking.

"You should first master the basics of the spear, and then I will teach you the Thirty-Six Forms of the Mountain-Crushing Spear."

Chen Wujun nodded, gripping the end of the spear with both hands. Even with his strength, he felt the spear was incredibly heavy, as if a thousand-pound boulder was weighing down on the spearhead.

This is the simplest lever principle.

Let alone performing a flourish like Zhou Qing, even holding the gun horizontally felt strenuous, and shaking the gun was completely beyond his control.

"Punch practice cultivates the internal energy. Weapon practice cultivates the external world. The more powerful the weapon you can wield, the stronger the momentum you can unleash," Zhou Qing said with a smile.

"Think about how you practice your boxing."

Zhou Qing didn't say much. Although Chen Wujun's boxing skills were still far from being divine, it wouldn't be wrong to say that they were already at a high level.

His understanding of kung fu is also quite profound.

With his talent and comprehension, he can figure it out in a little time.

Chen Wujun gripped the ground with his toes, generating power from the ground, which flowed through his knees, hips, and waist, while his back muscles undulated like waves as he thrust out his spear.

laugh!
The air seemed to be pierced, but Chen Wujun felt that the spear in his hand was completely out of his control.

Chen Wujun sheathed the gun and tried a few more times, then abruptly stopped the surge of power in his arm, twisting his waist and hips violently.

hum!
The gun emitted an extremely dull sound, trembled a few times, and finally the tip was no longer an inanimate object, but instead drew several tiny arcs with great difficulty!
Although it was far less smooth and effortless than Zhou Qing's, it was a nascent form with a hint of explosive potential.

Zhou Qing stood to one side, his eyes filled with admiration.

This disciple never needed him to teach him much.

After Chen Wujun fired that shot, he froze for a moment, standing there for two minutes before his mouth began to stretch into a wide grin that almost reached his ears.

"Dragon and Tiger Combined Strength... Dragon and Tiger Combined Strength! So this is how you practice Dragon and Tiger Combined Strength!"

He possesses the "tiger's strength," which is the power of the waist and hips.

It also has dragon energy... but the combined strength of dragon and tiger is not simply the power of the waist and hips plus dragon energy, nor is it simply the transmission of power. Rather, it requires a strong control over the body, with tiger energy and dragon energy forming a whole, hence the name "combined strength".

He has never been able to master the combined strength of Dragon and Tiger.

At that moment, with a sudden twist of his spear, he realized the power of the combined strength of dragon and tiger.

"The combined power of the dragon and tiger is not something that is passed down, but something that is unleashed! A twist of the waist and hips is like an earthquake, a tremor of the spine is like a shock to the heavens!"

Zhou Qing was also somewhat surprised, as he thought it would take Chen Wujun longer to understand the combined power of the dragon and tiger.

Compared to Xiao Shiliu, Li Yaozu is a blockhead.

(End of this chapter)