From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a powerful martial arts demon god!

Chapter 72 The Three Forms of the Crippled Ape

Wu'an Bureau, Yuquan District.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was somewhat somber at that moment.

Jiang Yunliang, Duan Zhenyu, and more than a dozen other team leaders from the Wu'an Bureau gathered here.

Jiang Yunliang's face was gloomy, and the other team leaders from the Wu'an Bureau didn't look much better.

News has come from the two security bureau team leaders who were sent to the hospital this afternoon.

Pan Hongxuan, the leader of the third group of the second detachment, suffered severed legs below the knees, and his wounds were infected with neurotoxins. His severed legs could not be reattached, leaving him with a lifelong disability.

Zhang Lesong, the leader of the fourth group of the second detachment, suffered multiple organ piercings from Mo Sanniang's hidden weapon "Blood Drops" and is currently in emergency care and undergoing surgery.

According to the doctor, the success rate of the surgery is low, and the risk of death is very high.

Among the other injured members of the two Wu'an teams, two members were hit head-on by the "blood droplets" and died. The remaining members are also in very bad condition.

The fact that they suffered such a great loss so soon after taking action has somewhat dampened everyone's confidence.

"Chief, why don't we just fight these bastards and stop cleaning it up bit by bit—"

One of the young team leaders couldn't help but say.

Jiang Yunliang shook his head: "Can you find them?"

Hongmen has been rooted in Yuquan District for decades, with too many strongholds, making it difficult to locate the core members.

The young team leader was still somewhat unwilling and asked again, "Is it possible to set a few traps to lure these level three martial artists from Hongmen here and kill them? Even if we can only catch one, it would still be a huge profit."

There are only four level-three martial artists in Hongmen. If they can kill even one of them, it will greatly alleviate the current situation and prevent the level-three martial artists in the Martial Security Bureau from being overwhelmed.

He had barely finished speaking when a senior, middle-aged team leader quickly spoke up:

"It's difficult. We've set traps before, but given their cunning, they probably won't fall for them easily."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the conference room fell silent again.

At this moment, a liaison officer quickly ran to the conference room door and knocked urgently.

A team leader immediately went over, opened the conference room door, and asked, "What's going on?"

The liaison officer quickly reported, "Captain Jiang has encountered a level three martial artist from the Hongmen!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Jiang Yunliang suddenly stood up from his seat.

His originally gentle and refined demeanor suddenly became incredibly dignified and cold.

Even if he is gentle on ordinary days, he is still a martial artist at the peak of level three.

Once angered, the oppressive aura emanating from the surroundings is almost suffocating.

"Where is he?!"

Jiang Yunliang asked in a cold voice.

Jiang Heng has only just entered the third level of physical body cultivation, and he has only just learned the breathing technique.

None of the level-three martial artists in Hongmen were people Jiang Heng could handle.

Go now and try to save them; it might still be in time!

The liaison officer was so frightened by Jiang Yunliang's imposing manner that his face turned pale for a moment. It took him a while to realize that he had not explained himself clearly.

He quickly explained, "No, it was Captain Jiang who encountered a high-ranking Red Stick from the Hongmen Sect, and he has already killed him."

Jiang Yunliang's expression froze, and the terrifying pressure emanating from him instantly dissipated. He asked in a daze, "Already killed? Who was killed?"

The liaison officer shook his head: "Team Leader Jiang didn't go into details, but some team members have already gone to Chongming Street to help with the relocation of the household registrations. They should be back soon."

The cold atmosphere in the meeting room dissipated, and the group of security bureau team leaders present looked at each other.

"Really? Are level three martial artists from Hongmen really that easy to kill? There must be some mistake—"

"Who knows? We'll find out soon enough—"

"I hope I haven't made a mistake — hehe, if he really killed a level three martial artist, Pang Long would probably vomit blood."

Our pressure will be greatly reduced in the future.

A moment later, a car stopped in front of the Wu'an Bureau gate.

As soon as Jiang Heng opened the car door, he saw that the steps in front of the Wu'an Bureau were already filled with the high-ranking officials of the entire Yuquan District Wu'an Bureau.

This includes Director Jiang Yunliang and Branch Captain Duan Zhenyu.

Jiang Heng was slightly taken aback: "This is—"

Jiang Yunliang stepped forward, coughed lightly, and asked gently, "Little Jiang, I heard you killed a level three martial artist from Hongmen—"

Jiang Heng nodded: "Yes, this guy was lying in wait for me outside the guard post on Chongming Street, and then I killed him instead."

At this moment, the back door of the car opened, and two members of the Armed Police Force got out carrying a heavy sack.

The two noticed the figure standing on the steps and quickly greeted him, "Director."

Jiang Yunliang nodded: "Okay, put the body down so I can take a look."

"Yes."

Two members of the Wu'an Bureau unzipped the body bag, revealing a mutilated face.

Duan Zhenyu, who was standing on the steps, and the other team leaders from the Wu'an Bureau also stepped forward.

Although his face was completely smashed, his identity was still recognizable.

"This must be—Iron Demon Zhao Shan, right?"

"It really is true, wow, it's almost been turned into a puddle of mud—"

The crowd quickly recognized the body in the body bag as none other than Zhao Shan, the Iron Ghost, a Level 3 martial artist from the Southern Red Stick of the Hongmen in Yuquan District!

A look of joy appeared on Jiang Yunliang's face as he patted Jiang Heng's shoulder forcefully.

"Good lad, you're really something!"

With the death of Iron Ghost Zhao Shan, the top combat force of Hongmen in Yuquan District is one person less, greatly increasing the chances of the Wu'an Bureau winning this battle!

Jiang Heng didn't seem to have much of a reaction to this.

He was more concerned about how many merit points he could gain by killing this Iron Ghost Zhao Shan.

After all, this is related to whether he can purchase the professional-grade martial arts manual "The Three Styles of the Broken Ape".

After tonight's battle with Iron Ghost Zhao Shan, Jiang Heng truly felt the power difference between advanced martial arts and professional-level martial arts.

Iron Ghost Zhao Shan had only mastered the professional-level martial art "Ghost Iron Body" to a minor level, yet he was able to block dozens of his advanced martial arts moves at the perfect level.

Even among professional-level martial arts, "Ghost Iron Body" can only be considered as above average.

This stark difference has made Jiang Heng incredibly eager to learn the "Three Styles of the Crippled Ape".

Jiang Heng thought for a moment and then asked, "Chief, how many merit points will the bureau award me for killing this Iron Ghost Zhao Shan?"

Jiang Yunliang was slightly taken aback, then realized what he meant and said with a smile:

"Around twenty to thirty thousand, you want it now, right? Then I'll have the interrogation department calculate it for you."

"Okay, thank you, Director."

"What are you thanking me for? You deserve it. You really gave the bureau a good dressing down this time."

That night.

All members of the Wu'an Bureau were relocated from various locations in Yuquan District to the Wu'an Bureau and sixteen guard posts within a five-kilometer radius of the Wu'an Bureau.

Their families were arranged to live in family housing.

Within a ten-kilometer radius, cameras of all sizes are installed in every street and alley, with people watching at all times to ensure that no accidents happen to the Wu'an Bureau members living there.

The next day, news spread throughout the entire Wu'an Bureau that Jiang Heng, the newly appointed captain of the Fourth Detachment, had killed Zhao Shan, a level three Red Staff member of Hongmen, the previous night.

This gave the previously somewhat low morale of the Wu'an Bureau a strong boost.

Early in the morning, Jiang Heng walked out of the Internal Affairs Department office.

Under Jiang Yunliang's orders, the interrogation department worked overtime through the night to gather evidence of Zhao Shan's crimes, calculate the merit points for killing Iron Ghost Zhao Shan, and finally hand over the results to the internal affairs department.

This is why he was able to collect merit points so quickly.

Jiang Heng took out a brand new cell phone from his pocket.

His phone screen was damaged in the battle yesterday, so he spent 500 contribution points from the Martial Security Bureau's shop.

Having purchased a military-grade mobile phone with a special alloy casing, it is generally difficult for it to be damaged.

Jiang Heng looked down at the amount of merit points on the screen.

[Merit Points: 40500]

[Cumulative Merit Points: 114200]

Killing Iron Ghost Zhao Shan earned 24,000 merit points, which, combined with the remaining 16,500 points, brings the total to over 40,000 merit points.

That's enough to buy the professional-grade martial arts manual "The Three Forms of the Broken Ape" from the King Kong series.

Jiang Heng switched interfaces, opened the Wu'an Bureau's internal store, searched for "The Three Styles of the Crippled Ape," and then clicked to purchase.

[I have purchased the professional-grade martial arts manual "The Three Styles of the Crippled Ape". Please go to the Wu'an General Bureau in Nanjiang City to learn it within three days.]

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Upon seeing these words, Jiang Heng smiled and then glanced at the merit points in his account.

At this point, 36,000 merit points had been deducted from the account, leaving only a little over 4,000 points.

"They really don't last long—"

Jiang Heng shook his head, walked out of the Wu'an Bureau gate, and drove to the Wu'an General Bureau in the city center.

An hour later.

Jiang Heng stepped into the Wu'an General Bureau of Nanjiang City, passed through a metal passage, and arrived at Professor Li Minglang's laboratory.

"Hmm—it really is level three physical strength."

As soon as Jiang Heng entered the laboratory, Li Minglang stared intently at him, and after a long while, he nodded.

"When the system notified me that you were the squad leader, I was momentarily disgusted, almost wondering if it was just a case of people with the same name—...."

Li Minglang stood up with a hint of emotion, "I really didn't expect that in such a short time, you would already be practicing the professional-level Crippled Ape Three Forms."

He shook his head and turned to walk into a metal chamber at the back of the laboratory.

"Come on, come with me."

"Yes."

Jiang Heng then followed Li Minglang into the secret room.

As Li Minglang operated the display screen directly opposite him, the projection equipment on the four walls projected a human figure practicing martial arts.

Every move, from its execution to the movement of muscles and the flow of energy, is clearly visible in the figure.

The execution of this move was accompanied by a corresponding booming sound and the sound of wind breaking in the secret chamber, making it seem extremely powerful.

On the display screen behind, a textual tutorial of "The Three Styles of the Crippled Ape" also appeared.

Li Minglang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the humanoid projection in the center of the secret room, and casually asked:

"Do you know why the 'Three Forms of the Crippled Ape,' created by Senior Yuan Jingang, is considered a top-tier professional martial art?"

Jiang Heng looked at Li Minglang with a puzzled expression, then shook his head.

Li Minglang explained, "Because of the century-long war, no one knew whether the war would be won or whether they would survive."

Therefore, at that time, every time a martial artist practiced or fought, they were desperately pushing their physical limits, focusing only on the present and not on the future.

Even the smallest improvement could be the final straw that makes them the winner in the next battle.

Li Minglang watched as the figure in front of him repeatedly unleashed the three moves, and sighed:

"The Three Styles of the Crippled Ape were created by Senior Yuan Jingang under such circumstances. Even if he was covered in pain and could not exert half of his combat power, he still tried his best to squeeze out the last bit of his limit from his crippled body."

After saying that, Li Minglang smiled and turned to look at Jiang Heng: "It's normal for such martial arts to become a top-tier professional-level martial art."

Jiang Heng nodded slightly.

Listening to Li Minglang's story, he seemed to be able to see the cruelty of the war a hundred years ago, as well as the strong will of those martial artists back then.

"However, in order to squeeze out every inch of the body's strength, this martial art has become extremely complex through repeated modifications and iterations by Senior Yuan Jingang."

Li Minglang gently tapped the humanoid projection in front of him with his chin.

Jiang Heng looked at the humanoid projection in front of him, and red lines gradually appeared on his body, resembling a continuous flow of carriages and horses.

He emerged from the light with a hint of composure.

These red lines, resembling a large net, are actually all pathways for the flow of Qi!

Generally speaking, the flow of Qi in basic martial arts is the simplest, consisting of only a single line.

Advanced martial arts are slightly more complex, involving the extension of several energy pathways in different parts of the body.

Only when multiple lines operate simultaneously to the designated location and erupt can the maximum power of martial arts be unleashed.

According to Jiang Heng, professional-level martial arts require even more complex qi circulation routes.

However, generally speaking, there will be no more than fifteen lines, and usually only seven or eight lines will be running at the same time.

If there are too many, the difficulty of cultivation will increase significantly, and it will be very difficult for ordinary martial artists with average talent to learn them.

However, at this moment...

The figure in front of Jiang Heng practicing the "Three Forms of the Broken Ape" had more than fifty lines appear on his body with each move he practiced.

The dense red lines, like a large net, enveloped the entire projected image!

Jiang Heng's lips twitched slightly.

No wonder people say the martial arts in the "King Kong Series" are so hard to learn; even the "Three Styles of the Crippled Ape" are so outrageous.

"Just how difficult will the last top-tier martial art in this series be?" Li Minglang smiled and asked, "How about it? Do you still want to learn it? It's not too late to switch now."

Actually, you don't necessarily need to learn the entire series of martial arts. The bureau still has other very good professional-level martial arts.

Jiang Heng shook his head: "Learn."

It would just take a little more time. He believed that with his current memory and understanding of martial arts, he would definitely be able to learn this martial art. If even he couldn't learn it, then no one in Nanjiang City at the third level of physical strength would be able to learn it either.

Li Minglang nodded slightly, not surprised by Jiang Heng's choice: "Well, given the extremely high difficulty of this martial art."

You can study in this secret room for as long as you like, or if you don't learn it the first time, you can come back a second or third time.

"Only after you have completely memorized the flow of Qi in this martial art should you enter the training chamber and experience it firsthand."

Jiang Heng nodded slightly.

Li Minglang then left the metal chamber, closing the door behind him.

Jiang Heng stood beside the projection in the center of the secret chamber, beginning to study this extremely difficult, professional-level martial art—