The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

Soon, after the group had walked nearly a hundred meters further, Fang Yun could hear the sound of flowing water. Looking into the distance, he saw a stone platform not far ahead.

Below the stone platform lies a river whose color is indistinct. Only when one stands on the stone platform and looks down can one vaguely discern the river's inky color.

The current was quite rapid, and when it hit the nearby rocks, it would often splash water droplets that shot towards Fang Yun and his companions.

"I never imagined that this tomb would contain such a hidden world."

Fang Yun suddenly remembered why there was a thin ditch there before; it was for the purpose of diverting water.

This further confirms the historical rumor that this place was once a hidden military cave.

Chapter 450 Underground River

"Brother Fang, what do we do now? This river seems to be blocking our way. If we don't go this way, we'll have to turn back the way we came."

Huang Ying and Xiao Ye were now in a dilemma. Crossing the river would be difficult, but returning the way they came would mean all their efforts would be in vain.

This is a difficult choice.

“Brother Fang, we will listen to you. If you say we should go back, we will go back. If we need to cross the river, we trust you. Let’s make preparations now.”

The two reached a consensus: if Fang Yun felt that even this river was difficult to cross, then they naturally had no reason to think about it further.

Fang Yun gave a "wait a moment" look, then walked to the riverbank and carefully looked at the constantly flowing underground river.

"I once heard that someone had discovered a palm technique by the water, which could flow continuously like the water while its power gradually increased. I wonder what kind of palm technique it was."

Fang Yun suddenly became curious about this, something that happened when he was very young.

Fang Yun still vividly remembers that past event.

"Brother Fang, how is it? Is the river easy to cross? If it's not, why don't we leave? I'm sure others can't cross it either."

Huang Ying and the other woman thought that Fang Yun was in a difficult position, so they took the initiative to speak.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "That's not the reason. I was thinking that someone once figured out a martial arts technique from this water. If I could also understand the changes in this water, it might help us cross this river."

Huang Ying covered her mouth in surprise and asked, "Brother Fang, is it really that amazing?"

Fang Yun didn't speak, but simply nodded, his thoughts drifting back to many years ago.

That was when Fang Yun was a child. After school, he liked to go to a martial arts school near his home.

The owner of this martial arts school is an old man who always wears a white vest and doesn't look particularly strong. But I've heard that his kung fu skills are extremely impressive.

Moreover, at that time, the atmosphere of learning martial arts was very strong in the area where Fang Yun lived. Although the old man only had a small martial arts school, he had a lot of students and made a fortune.

Therefore, that martial arts school was the best-decorated building in the vicinity, and the old man would often have people buy peanuts, melon seeds, and desserts to put on the coffee table.

So, someone like Fang Yun, who might have gone in to secretly learn a couple of moves, could later take a bite to eat.

But on that day, the martial arts school owner, an old man surnamed Chen, was sitting in the hall watching his disciples practice their boxing when suddenly a group of people walked in from outside.

The leader, dressed in black training clothes, was about fifty years old. He walked with a powerful and imposing gait, and there seemed to be a glint of shrewdness in his eyes.

When the old man surnamed Chen saw this person, he suddenly jumped up from his seat and exclaimed, "Isn't this Master Wang? What brings you to our little place today?"

At that moment, not only Fang Yun, but also many of the disciples who were practicing martial arts stopped what they were doing out of curiosity and looked over in this direction.

You should know that this old man Chen is a well-known figure in the area. Ordinary people would only bow to him, and would never have seen him like this before.

Later, Fang Yun overheard people talking and learned that Master Chen's feng shui skills were roughly at the half-step stage of the Bigu (abstinence from grains) period, while Master Wang was at the true Bigu stage. The difference between the two was incomparable.

"You must be Chen Mu, right? You don't look very fleshy. Are you sick and don't have much time left?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Wang accepted the tea that Chen Mu offered him without any politeness, and then sat down in the master chef's seat where Chen Mu had just been sitting.

All of this had already caused some discussion among Chen Mu's apprentices, but his next sentence immediately enraged many people.

It's not wrong to be respectful to him, but that doesn't mean he can insult everyone at will.

"Oh right, I remember slapping you about five years ago. Could that slap have turned you into this?"

Master Wang's words immediately made many people's eyes widen.

In their eyes, Chen Mu was already an extremely formidable figure. Normally, he could easily take on several burly men single-handedly, but this man surnamed Wang claimed that he had slapped Chen Mu into such a state.

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Fang Yun overheard many people discussing that martial artists in the Bigu stage could freely control their entire body's power to any part of their body, and when it was all gathered in their fists, it was more than ten times more powerful than a normal punch.

Fang Yun didn't believe it at first, but then someone else said that they had seen a martial artist who could punch through a wall with a single punch, and that this strength was definitely not an exaggeration.

Fang Yun was about to question him, but Master Wang suddenly showed off his skills, as if to demonstrate his sincerity in silencing everyone. He suddenly stretched out his right leg and stomped heavily on the ground.

The stomp made a loud noise, but no one noticed anything unusual.

Chapter 451 Internal Strength

But when Mr. Wang moved his thigh away, he found a footprint about half an inch deep on the ground.

You should know that the ground is paved with hard stones, and to be able to leave a footprint with just one step means that internal energy must be released.

Since Master Wang didn't make any big movements, it couldn't have been due to physical strength.

Immediately, the disciples who had just wanted to teach Master Wang a lesson broke out in a cold sweat. With Master Wang's methods, wouldn't he be able to leave a hole in their bodies with just a casual slap?

At this moment, Chen Mu remained silent, then instructed someone to fetch a small iron box from his room and hand it to Master Wang.

"Master Wang, this money represents all the income my martial arts school has earned in the past six months. Besides that, I don't have any more money on me. Please take this money, and let's call it even?"

Those listening were all utterly astonished. After all, the martial arts school's annual income was enough to build such a magnificent manor; their income over the past six months was clearly substantial.

Everyone was wondering what grudge Chen Mu had against the other party that made him willing to cut off such a large piece of flesh.

Many disciples were also casting eager glances at Master Wang.

In front of Master Wang, Chen Mu didn't dare utter a single word, which clearly demonstrated the master's strength. Only by following a master like this could one have a promising future.

"Not enough! You're trying to fob me off with this little bit of money." Master Wang's arrogant attitude made Chen Mu feel extremely embarrassed in front of everyone.

"Master Wang, please be flexible with the amount. I'll sell my house to pay you back, no matter what," Chen Mu said with a sigh.

"Master, what are you afraid of him for? Even if he (BJBD) is powerful, we still have so many people here. We can't let an outsider like him bully us!"

Finally, some indignant people stood up and looked at Master Wang, cursing, "What kind of skill is it to bully our master because he is old? If you're so capable, come down and compete with us fellow apprentices."

Upon hearing this, Master Wang clapped and laughed, "Interesting, you have guts. But let me make this clear beforehand: if you fight me and get hurt, you'll have only yourself to blame."

Chen Mu tried to mediate and tell everyone not to be impulsive, but there was no turning back now. Master Wang jumped into the fray, stretched out his palm and said, "All of you come at me at once, I don't have that much patience."

"Too deceiving!"

A tall, strong young man stepped out from the crowd. He was the eldest disciple here, named Lin Qing. His Bajiquan skills were already quite proficient. It was said that he had once encountered a cheetah, and the two fought to a standstill.

If anyone is to inherit Chen Mu's mantle, then this is the one.

"Young man, I see you have good potential. Given time, you might be able to master a great kung fu. But unfortunately, today you're going to meet the King of Hell."

"Insanity!"

Lin Qing raised his fist and punched towards Master Wang, but how could Master Wang let him hit him? He dodged the punch with a quick movement.

At the same time, Lin Qing, having exerted too much force, failed to stop in time and his entire body tilted forward.

"Oh no!" Chen Mu felt a chill run down his spine, but it was too late to intervene.

With a loud bang, Master Wang's fist struck Lin Qing in the back of the heart, and Lin Qing spat out a mouthful of blood.

And in this pool of blood, one could also see some fragments of vomited internal organs.

The courtyard fell silent; no one dared to utter a sound. Fearing that Master Wang would notice them, they all shrank back.

"Master Wang, I've already been very tolerant today, just to avoid this happening. This child has been with me for so many years, we're like father and son, yet you've been so cruel to me today. What am I supposed to do?"

Anyone with eyes could see that Lin Qing was so badly injured that it was questionable whether he could even survive, let alone continue practicing martial arts.

If I could have tolerated the previous insults, I would have let it go, but if my loved ones are humiliated like this in front of me, I must avenge them.

As Chen Mu rolled up his sleeves, ready to make a move, many of his apprentices cried out anxiously, "Master, don't fall for this man's trick! He's just trying to force you to take action!"

"Yes, Master, today we should focus on getting Senior Brother Lin to the hospital. We can settle this score with this person later."

Many people stepped forward and grabbed their master's sleeves, because if their master died under this man's fist, their martial arts school could declare bankruptcy today.

Although their master's skills were inferior, he was still the one who had taught them. If they didn't step forward now, they would be too inhuman.

"Do you want to follow in that kid's footsteps? If you want to end up like him, then come on up."

A hint of amusement flashed in Master Wang's eyes, his expression one of watching a show, as if he were observing whether these people dared to make their move.

Chapter 452 Unbelievable

"Then what happened?"

Huang Ying listened to Fang Yun's story with bated breath, wondering what happened to the old master afterward.

After hearing what Fang Yun had said before, he knew that this master craftsman's skills were limited and far inferior to the person who came to cause trouble.

No one wants to see someone get injured or suffer more serious consequences in the end.

"What happened next is the main topic I'm going to talk about today," Fang Yun said with a mysterious smile.

"Don't let Chen Mu's age and lack of dexterity fool you; he's no match for Master Wang in terms of strength."

"However, the special feature of Chen Mu's technique is that it can form 'layered force,' piling up power layer by layer. As long as he persists until the end, the final force will be beyond the opponent's ability to resist."

"And this old man Chen Mu's kung fu was something he comprehended by the water. He saw the waves one after another and used them to gain insight."