Chinese Martial Arts: My Super Beast Clone

"A master of Ming Jin (internal energy) has appeared! Everyone be careful!"

The Jingwu Association disciple pushed himself up from the ground, his face grim.

But the narrow-faced middle-aged man had no intention of lingering in the fight. He flipped onto the roof and disappeared into the night in a few leaps.

Some of the Jingwu Association disciples tried to chase after them, but were stopped by the leader.

"Stop chasing! Saving lives is the priority!"

He had figured it out; this wasn't some Japanese hideout, but a gang of kidnappers. But whoever it was, daring to do such a despicable thing under the very nose of the Jingwu Association, they wouldn't get away with it today.

As for that Japanese devil who just smashed the window...

He searched the entire car dealership, but apart from a short jacket lying on the ground, he couldn't find anyone at all.

Before long, more than a dozen Jingwu Association disciples arrived after hearing the news, completely surrounding the Fuxing Car Dealership.

The dozen or so thugs in the car dealership were beaten until their bones were broken and they were dragged to the center of the yard like dead dogs.

The Jingwu Association disciples rushed into the hut and hurriedly untied the female students' ropes.

The girls were still in shock; some hugged each other and cried uncontrollably, while others stared blankly around with empty eyes.

Lin Hai, hiding in the distance, saw everything clearly.

He let out a long breath.

It became.

Although one of the leaders escaped, the person was at least saved.

In the east, the sky was already beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

The faint morning light from the CD player dispelled the heavy night, casting a faint warmth over the cold city of Yangcheng.

……

Dawn was approaching.

Zhang Yuanshan's eyes were bloodshot, and he carried a gleaming short-handled axe in his hand, his steps as fast as the wind.

Behind him followed four burly men, also armed with weapons.

"Old Zhang, are you sure this is the place? Fuxing Auto Shop?" a man with a scar on his face asked in a deep voice.

"That's right!" Zhang Yuanshan's voice was hoarse, like a broken gong. "This is it! Those sons of bitches locked my daughter up here!"

His eyes held a madness akin to that of a wild beast.

From last night until now, he feels like his heart has been repeatedly tormented in a frying pan.

The thought of the torture his daughter might suffer filled him with a burning rage; he wished he could tear those thugs to pieces!

"Damn it, daring to kidnap my niece, they're tired of living!" another man spat. "Don't leave any survivors!"

Five men, exuding murderous intent, turned a street corner.

Just then, a figure appeared around the corner.

"Uncle Zhang! Uncle Zhang!"

Zhang Yuanshan looked closely and saw that it was indeed Lin Hai.

He rushed forward, grabbed Lin Hai's arm, and asked anxiously, "Xiao Hai! How is it? Where's Xiao Wan?"

Lin Hai pointed in the direction of Fuxing Auto Shop.

"Uncle Zhang! We...we were lucky! I just got to this area and saw the Jingwu Association members rush into that car dealership!"

"The Jingwu Association?"

"Yes!" Lin Hai nodded vigorously. "I don't know what happened either. It seems that the gang of kidnappers offended the Jingwu Association, and the two groups started fighting! Later... later the Jingwu Association members wiped out all the kidnappers! Xiao Wan and the others were rescued!"

"real?"

Zhang Yuanshan was overjoyed and strode towards Fuxing Auto Shop.

The men behind him exchanged glances and immediately followed.

When they rushed to the entrance of Fuxing Auto Shop, they found the courtyard in a mess, with more than a dozen thugs beaten half to death and tied to the ground, groaning.

A group of Jingwu Association disciples wearing short jackets were being watched over by some, while others were comforting the female students who had just been rescued and were crying their eyes out.

"father!"

A weak voice rang out.

Zhang Yuanshan turned around abruptly and saw a pale-faced girl with disheveled hair standing up in the crowd, tears silently streaming down her face.

It was Zhang Xiaowan.

"Xiao Wan!"

The moment Zhang Yuanshan saw his daughter, tears welled up in his eyes. He rushed over, hugged her tightly, and burst into tears.

Seeing the father and daughter embracing and weeping, Lin Hai did not step forward.

He quietly retreated, turning and disappearing into the morning light and the shadows of the alley, leaving this reunion after surviving the ordeal to themselves.

When I got home, it was already broad daylight.

"Brother! You're back!" Lin An was the first to spot him and rushed over in one stride.

Lin Wan quickly stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and looked him up and down. "Xiao Hai, are you alright? You didn't come back all night, you scared me to death."

"Sister, I'm alright." Feeling the genuine concern from his family, Lin Hai felt a warmth in his heart and gently comforted them, "The matter is resolved, Xiao Wan... has been rescued."

He didn't go into details about the thrilling events, but attributed everything to the Jingwu Association, which happened to be passing by.

After listening, Lin Wan murmured "God bless me" several times before finally feeling relieved.

……

The days that followed seemed to return to their usual tranquility.

This major case of trafficking female students caused quite a stir in Yangcheng, and the newspapers reported on it for several days in a row.

But for Lin Hai, the instigator, all of this seemed to have nothing to do with him.

The dragon lizard quietly returned to the wilderness outside the city that very night to continue its hunting and evolution.

Lin Hai's life returned to a routine of going back and forth between home and the martial arts school.

Every morning, he would arrive at the Fuhu Martial Arts School on time, where he and Sun Datou would continue to hone their skills and learn boxing techniques under the personal instruction of Lu Zhengchuan.

The Tiger-Taming Martial Arts School was bathed in the soft light of dawn.

"Sink your shoulders and drop your elbows, let your breath sink to your dantian! Unite your waist and hips, and let your power originate from the ground!"

When Lu Zhengchuan was teaching boxing, he had a brass pipe in his mouth, and his eyes were sharp despite the swirling smoke.

"Big Head, the power in your Beng Quan comes from your waist, not from your shoulder! If you keep fighting like that, you won't develop full power even after ten years."

Sun Datou scratched the back of his head, chuckled, and rearranged himself before starting again.

"Lin Hai, you've got a good stance, but don't hesitate when you throw a punch." Lu Zhengchuan walked up to Lin Hai and slapped him on the back. "Your punch comes from your heart. Throw wherever you want to, don't overthink it."

"Yes, Master."

Lin Hai nodded, stood still, lowered his shoulders and elbows, and threw a punch.

This punch was much smoother than before. It started from the ground, went through the waist and hips, and was transmitted to the fist. The whole process was coherent and smooth.

"Hmm, this is getting interesting." Lu Zhengchuan nodded, then looked at Sun Datou on the other side.

Sun Datou possessed superhuman strength; when he threw a punch, the force was far greater than Lin Hai's, and the wooden stakes vibrated as they were struck.

"You're a natural-born martial arts prodigy, but unfortunately you rely too much on brute force," Lu Zhengchuan commented bluntly. "Do you even use half of that brute force?"

"Practicing boxing isn't just about having strength. You need to learn how to focus your strength, how to make your body obey your commands! Let's try again!"

Sun Datou scratched his head sheepishly, offering no explanation, but just chuckled and resumed his stance, continuing to hurl punches one after another.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

That morning, after finishing the last round of the Tiger-Taming Fist, Lin Hai slowly withdrew his fist and stood up.

He felt as if all the muscles and bones in his body had been stretched, his blood and qi were surging through his veins, and his limbs and bones were full of power.

"good."

Lu Zhengchuan, who had been watching from the sidelines, spat out the pipe from his mouth, a satisfied look on his face.

"I have taught you all twelve forms of the Tiger-Taming Fist. The rest is up to you to hone your skills. Practice day after day until the form is ingrained in your bones. When you can transform brute force into integrated power, you will have completed the first stage of the three foundation-building stages."

"Thank you, Master!" Lin Hai and Sun Datou bowed in unison.

With a thought, Lin Hai summoned the attribute panel.

Name: Lin Hai

Physical Strength: 4.5

【Spirit: 5.2】

Strength: 550 jin (approximately 84,000 catties)

Martial Arts: Tiger-Taming Stance (Beginner), Tiger-Taming Fist (Beginner)

【Soul Clone: ​​Dragon-Snake Lizard (Evolution Level 21/100)】

After a week of hard training, coupled with the energy shared by the dragon, snake, and lizard, his physique grew again, and his strength skyrocketed to 550 jin!

The martial arts skills on the panel have also been expanded to include the newly learned Tiger Subduing Fist.

"Alright, that's enough for today." Lu Zhengchuan waved his hand. "Go back and soak in some hot water to relax. Tomorrow you can go to the backyard to practice with your senior brothers."

"Yes, Master."

Lin Hai and Sun Datou responded.