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Chapter 337 Huang Feihong's Disappointment

Fang Yi's gaze left Soul Society.

If Aizen were a player, he would probably immediately climb to the top five of the power rankings.

Looking across the entire Bleach world, Aizen is also a top-tier fighter, the strongest genius nurtured over countless years. If he hadn't met Ichigo Kurosaki, who was favored by fate, he probably would have truly achieved his goal.

Even so,

However, the players of One Piece and Naruto are not people who can be easily manipulated; they are not lacking in geniuses who are limited by the world.

Like Orochimaru, who, according to his original destiny, would eventually lose his faith and become Sasuke Uchiha's mentor, but now he has deviated from his original fate.

Instead of losing faith, they became even more determined to pursue all techniques.

"According to the power ranking, the four-dimensional attributes, equipment, and skills are the standards that determine the strength of a player."

Even without becoming a player, Aizen already possessed a combat power of nearly [2000] points.

Orochimaru, who currently holds the top spot, has a combat power of [2900], but he has advantages in equipment, various gems, enhancements, and forging.

Once Aizen becomes a player, these gaps can be quickly bridged.

By the time,

A fierce battle for the top spot might erupt, but it's unclear who will emerge victorious.

the other side,

In the low-lying Wuqing Kingdom, large steamships were moored at the docks, with foreign flags flying.

"Master Huang, thanks to your generosity in spreading the [Foundation Building and Body Tempering Method], we are able to have food to eat!"

"That's right, Master Huang is like a second parent to us!"

"From now on, all my disciples must bow and pay their respects when they see Master Huang."

A group of martial arts practitioners dressed in tight-fitting clothes sat around a round table, constantly praising Wong Fei-hung.

Some time ago,

Huang Feihong suddenly summoned all the leaders of the gangs in Guangzhou and publicly claimed that it was a new martial art he had developed.

At present, no matter how strong a martial arts master is, they are all limited to external skills.

Golden Bell Cover, Iron Shirt, Shadowless Kick, Five Tigers Severing the Gate Saber...

All of them are solid, hard-earned skills that can strengthen the body, allowing one to break thick wooden boards with their fists and leave dents in steel plates.

But that's the limit.

The cultivation method that Huang Feihong presented was like a divine intervention, a miraculous awakening, a work of divine inspiration that could turn the world upside down.

Directly breaking through the hard and external skills passed down for hundreds of years in martial arts.

Internal energy cultivation method!

It's like something out of a fairy tale, capable of gathering the essence of flesh and blood, condensing it into energy within the body like a stream of air.

Just like the kerosene and coal that powered the Western devils' powerful ships and cannons.

It can greatly enhance external martial arts strength, like installing a coal furnace inside the body, like a raging fire.

One of the hall masters had already tested the foreign guns.

From several meters away, as long as a master who has cultivated internal energy techniques is on guard, they can easily dodge the bullet, or even catch it with their bare hands.

The shadow cast over these martial arts masters by the presence of Western firearms instantly dissipated.

These compliments,

Huang Feihong ignored him and simply clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Grandmasters, you must all know the authenticity of the internal energy cultivation method. Although it requires good physique and comprehension, it is a powerful weapon to fight against Westerners."

The internal energy cultivation techniques he disseminated

It's already the easiest cultivation method. I've tried teaching my own [Nine Yang Divine Skill] to my disciples, but they just can't learn it at all.

This is the downside of a low-level martial arts world: the source is too weak, so the probability of producing top-level cultivation talent is also lower.

Huang Feihong wanted to drive out the Western invaders and revitalize the Chinese people.

Naturally, they wouldn't spread those advanced internal cultivation techniques that are too difficult to master and cannot be popularized.

"That's right."

The leader of the Five Tigers Hall was a middle-aged man with a gray beard. He chuckled and said, "I showed off my skills to those Westerners who had their noses practically pointing to the sky, and I completely intimidated them. They were even willing to give me a 20% discount. I've never heard of anything like it."

Normally, those Westerners, relying on their powerful ships and cannons, didn't take them, the hall masters, seriously at all.

Finally, I could finally hold my head high and vent my anger.

"Me too."

"That felt so good..."

The other hall masters all joined in and burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Huang Feihong smiled. Spreading low-level internal skills was indeed effective; at least it would stop the foreigners from bullying the Qing people.

then,

Taking advantage of the lively atmosphere, he spoke up: "In the past, we tolerated foreigners trampling on this land because Qingguo was corrupt and incompetent, and its people were apathetic!"

"We lack the means to fight against foreigners, but now, internal martial arts techniques can help us fight against them!"

Huang Feihong's words carried an immense weight.

The entire venue fell silent as soon as they landed.

Those who had just been flattering and fawning with smiles, the local rulers of several coastal towns, all stopped smiling.

The leader of the Five Tigers Gang, smoking his pipe, stared at Wong Fei-hung with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

He didn't say a word.

Huang Feihong frowned, sensing that the atmosphere was tense, but still spoke up: "Therefore, I implore you all to end our enslavement by foreigners."

"Sweep away those opium dens, those ferries that smuggle people to the West, and those thugs who rob and plunder..."

"Restore a bright and clear world to Qinghai."

It remained silent.

The entire private room in the restaurant was enveloped as if by the power of the Silence Fruit; even the sound of breathing was barely audible.

After exchanging glances, the Five Tigers Hall Master raised his head and tentatively said, "Master Huang, although we now have internal strength to rely on, the foreigners are not to be trifled with. If things really get out of hand, many people will die."

"Yes, Master Huang, the fact that we've managed to arouse the foreigners' suspicion is already a huge step forward."

"If we drive away the foreigners and shut down the opium dens and gambling houses, our hundreds of disciples will have no livelihood and will starve to death."

The hall master, who spoke last, had already made his point very bluntly.

But Wong Fei-hung remained calm and said, "Without opium dens and gambling houses, I will find a suitable place to set up factories, find a way to completely break free from the shackles of foreigners, develop industry, and then I will have plenty of ways to support my family."

His words, however, did not elicit a response from the others.

There were even cryptic snickers coming from the corner.

They routinely bully and plunder the people of Qing, run opium dens and casinos, and then claim to the outside world that they are being coerced by foreigners.

But in reality, they were just complaining that foreigners were taking too much profit. Now that they had internal martial arts techniques, they were no longer afraid of foreigners, who could amass wealth without any scruples.

How could they possibly listen to Wong Fei-hung and go to work as slaves in a factory?

"Master Huang, we'll make money together, of course."

The Five Tigers Hall Master cupped his hands and said with righteous indignation, "Master Huang is so generous in passing on his divine skills to us, we will naturally not let you down."

"From now on, a portion of all the silver dollars earned in my Five Tigers Hall territory will be sent to Baozhilin's table."

He looked at the other hall masters.

The hall masters immediately realized what was going on and understood, and they all bowed and agreed to pay tribute to Wong Fei-hung.

Some people sneered, thinking to themselves, "They just want money, why make it sound so noble?"

Anyway, with the internal energy cultivation method, we've already taken enough from the foreigners, so it doesn't matter if we share some with Wong Fei-hung.

They didn't want to break ties with Wong Fei-hung.

The main reason was to be wary of the other party, wondering if they had any other hidden tricks up their sleeve.

"you……"

Huang Feihong's face turned ashen.

The nine hall masters present control the local power in seven coastal towns. They usually raise the banner of saving the Qing Kingdom, open halls, and gather countless disciples.

They would shout slogans to save the country from time to time.

But now they're showing such an ugly side.

It's like having a heavy, blunt instrument.

It hit Wong Fei-hung in the chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

(End of this chapter)