Chinese Martial Arts: My Super Beast Clone

Chapter 87, "Subduing the Tiger and Refining the Dirty"

Arimurabei's face turned ashen, and he swayed as he stepped forward to stop him.

However, another figure was faster than him.

Sixth Senior Brother Zhao Xing had been watching him closely for a while. The moment Arimurabei made a move, Zhao Xing blocked his path.

Zhao Xing crossed his hands, making a simple cross-hand gesture, and took the blow from Arimura Heibei.

The two parted ways immediately upon touching.

"Get out of here!" Arimura Heibei exclaimed, both shocked and furious. Harano Munehide was the prized disciple of Yagyu, the master of the Hokushin Dojo; if he died here, he would be implicated as well.

Arimurabei spread his arms wide, unleashing a barrage of Aikido techniques in an attempt to force Zhao Xing back. But Zhao Xing unleashed his full power, tightly binding him and giving him no chance to cross the line.

In the short time that was delayed, the battle on the field had already come to an end.

Under Lin Hai's heavy punch, Yuan Ye Zongxiu's life force rapidly ebbed away, and finally his legs gave way, causing him to fall backward.

There was no pity in Lin Hai's eyes.

He lunged forward, and the instant Yuan Ye Zongxiu fell to the ground, he stomped hard on his chest, pinning him firmly to the cold rain.

He raised his right fist high.

"No! If you dare kill him, Lord Yagyu will never let you get away with it!" Murahori roared, his eyes bloodshot.

Lin Hai turned a deaf ear.

"Today, let's collect some interest for the 20,000 compatriots in Shuncheng."

He said it word by word.

Then, the fist slammed down!

"Bang!"

It sounded like a watermelon being smashed on a bluestone slab.

The rain intensified, washing over the ground and quickly diluting and carrying away the red and white substances.

Haruno Munehide's head, like a smashed watermelon, fell completely silent.

Arimura Heiji's body stiffened, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

died.

The most valued disciple of Master Yagyu of the Hokushin Dojo had his head smashed in right in front of him!

He looked at Lin Hai, who was standing beside the corpse, exuding an astonishing murderous aura, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He knew that things could no longer be resolved peacefully.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Arimura Heibei took two steps back with a ferocious expression.

He swept his gaze venomously over Lin Hai, then glanced at everyone present.

"Having killed Lord Yagyu's disciple, you can expect to bear the wrath of a Grandmaster of Internal Energy!"

Having said that, he didn't linger. He tapped his toes on the wall several times, and like a large bird, he leaped over the high wall and disappeared into the rain.

The courtyard returned to silence, with only the sound of the rain pouring down.

Lei Zhen, Guo Fei, and the others looked at Lin Hai in the center of the courtyard and at the corpse at his feet, their expressions complex.

They were all shocked by Lin Hai's decisive and ruthless methods, as well as the earth-shattering triple thunderous sound.

Lin Hai slowly withdrew his foot, and the overwhelming killing intent in his chest was finally released with this punch.

He didn't look at the reactions of those around him, but silently felt the changes in his own body.

An unprecedented sense of power filled my limbs and bones.

With a thought, a panel that only he could see appeared before his eyes.

Strength: 3490 jin (approximately 84,000 catties)

Upon seeing this number, Lin Hai took a deep breath.

Breaking through to the Ming Jin level directly brought him a huge increase in strength of one thousand jin.

The courtyard was deathly silent, save for the sound of the pouring rain.

Lei Zhen, Guo Fei, and their fellow disciples all looked at Lin Hai with extremely complex expressions. There was shock, worry, and a hint of suppressed pleasure.

While everyone was overwhelmed by the news of the "Martial Saint's massacre of the city," their junior brother gave the Japanese a bloody response in the most direct and violent way.

Although this response will come at an unimaginable cost.

Lu Zhengchuan's voice carried a calmness born of someone accustomed to life and death. "This debt is now settled. Now is not the time to stand there in a daze."

He turned his head and looked at Chang Yun, who was standing under the pillar.

"Chang Yun!"

"Yes, Master." Chang Yun quickly stepped forward.

"Chang Yun, go to the street corner right now and call over every rickshaw you can find," Lu Zhengchuan said rapidly. "Don't skimp on the price. The more the better, and the bigger the commotion, the better."

Chang Yun, who ran a bodyguard agency, was quick-witted and immediately understood his master's intention. He wiped the rain off his face, responded, and turned to rush into the heavy rain outside.

Lu Zhengchuan turned his gaze back to Lin Hai.

"Xiao Hai, come to the study with me."

Lin Hai nodded and followed his master through the front yard.

Inside the study.

Lu Zhengchuan lit the kerosene lamp on the table, and the dim light dispelled the slight chill in the room.

Instead of sitting down, he walked to a desk and took out a cloth bag and an old, thread-bound booklet from a drawer.

He placed the two items on the table, then turned around and quietly looked at Lin Hai.

"Xiao Hai." Lu Zhengchuan's voice was gentler and more weary than it had been outside. "Don't you regret what you did today?"

Lin Hai shook his head: "This disciple has no regrets."

His voice was soft, but unusually firm.

If you have national or personal grievances, what's the point of practicing martial arts if you don't even have the courage to throw a punch?

"What a fine example of no regrets." A complex smile appeared on Lu Zhengchuan's face, a smile that held both relief and bitterness. He picked up the old booklet on the table and handed it to Lin Hai.

"This is the fundamental method of our Fuhu Martial Arts School, called the 'Fuhu Refining the Dirty Chapter'."

Lu Zhengchuan continued, "Manifest strength trains the external, while hidden strength trains the internal. The key to progressing from manifest strength to hidden strength lies in 'refining the internal organs.' The five internal organs are the source of qi and blood, and also the most vulnerable parts. This manual on refining the internal organs teaches you how to use strength to nourish and strengthen your internal organs, ensuring a continuous flow of vitality."

"When the five internal organs are fully developed and the internal strength is perfectly integrated, one can naturally develop internal strength, cross the threshold, and enter the realm of hidden strength."

Lin Hai held the booklet, feeling as if it weighed a ton.

This is the true core of the Fuhu Martial Arts School's heritage. Today, Master has passed it on to me.

"Your foundation is far more solid than I imagined. To have already reached the third level of Thunder Sound upon entering the Ming Jin realm is beyond my wildest imagination. Even your second senior brother, with his extraordinary talent, is no match for you." Lu Zhengchuan's eyes were filled with amazement. "The road ahead is long, so remember, never be impatient for quick success. By tempering your five internal organs using this method, you may be able to perfect the nine-sound realm of Ming Jin. Your future is limitless."

After saying that, he picked up the cloth bag again and stuffed it into Lin Hai's arms.

"Here are five hundred silver dollars. A poor family needs to be frugal on the road; you can't get anywhere without money. Use it sparingly."

Lin Hai clutched the heavy cloth bag, his nose tingled, and his eyes instantly reddened. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word. Instead, he knelt heavily before Lu Zhengchuan and kowtowed three times.

"Master's great kindness, your disciple will never forget!"

Lu Zhengchuan didn't help him up; he simply accepted the three beatings calmly.

He sighed: "Get up. Your senior brother has already gone to pick up your family. They will be living at the martial arts school from now on. As long as I am here, no one will be able to harm a hair on their heads."

"As for you—you can't stay in Yangcheng anymore. That old devil Liu Sheng is vengeful; he'll find out soon enough. I can't protect you from a Grandmaster of Internal Energy chasing you."

"Leaving the foreign city and entering the wilderness, the world is vast, and he can't do anything to you. Remember, survive. Whether it's a national feud or a personal grudge, as long as you live, there is always hope."

Lin Hai stood up, carefully put the booklet and money pouch away from his body, and nodded emphatically: "Disciple understands!"