The Ancestral Legacy Begins in the Wild West

"Current head of the family: Zhang Chang'an."

"Position: Variegated (15.98%)".

"Time-space fragments: 200".

"Skills: [Hunting Senses] (Good) [Slightly Disabled - Hongmen Body Nourishing Technique] (Good) [Martial Arts Self-Defense Technique] (Good) [Basic Archery] (Good) [Cowboy Basic Skills] (Common)."

Zhang Chang'an's stats didn't change much. The improvement in his position was mainly due to the enhancement of his lower body from the Cowboy Basics, as well as the Tiger Crane Essence and Iron Wire Fist that he had recently learned.

The changes in traditional Chinese martial arts have greatly enhanced the efficiency of body-strengthening exercises, and the process of replenishing his body has directly led to a significant improvement in his physical fitness.

"Clang..." Zhang Chang'an continued to change his moves according to the Iron Wire Fist technique, his left and right hands rubbing against each other.

The heavy mechanical exoskeleton produced a dull sound unique to metal and machinery.

Each of these two exoskeletons weighs more than four or five kilograms, and even with Zhang Chang'an's current physical strength, it would still be somewhat difficult for him to swing them.

But that's the advantage of the body-nourishing exercise. The Hung family's iron rings have a training method of using heavy iron rings with gloves since ancient times, and later it was even extended into a weapon in Hong Kong martial arts films.

The heavy gloves were not a burden to him; on the contrary, he was wearing them while boxing to temper his body.

He fought his way in from outside, his skills gradually improving, and he was slowly getting used to the feeling of using this thing in combat.

Now he's as agile as if he's just holding two boxing dumbbells, and his physical abilities have naturally undergone a transformation.

"Clang clang!" Zhang Chang'an changed his stance from horse stance to palm, and quickly swept his hands to both sides.

The powerful punch snapped the steel bars and metal sheets beside him, and he instantly caught the falling piece in his hand.

This was to clear the surrounding obstacles to make it easier for him to move around, and also to collect weapons.

"Roar!" As a fighting dog, the fierce and persistent nature of the bulldog is a very important trait.

It discovered that the seemingly not-so-tall human in front of it possessed astonishing strength and was not easy to deal with, but it would never back down; it would only become more ferocious.

The scene flashed before my eyes, and the ferocious beast, which had been slowly retreating, pounced out in the blink of an eye.

The enormous mouth, its tongue and gums bright red and covered in bits of flesh and blood, instantly appeared before Zhang Chang'an, and almost the next second, its massive upper and lower jaws snapped shut.

"Crack!" The long iron bar that Zhang Chang'an had just grabbed was instantly bitten into pieces by the row of long teeth in the vicious dog's mouth.

This was only because he dodged quickly enough, turning to the side and pulling his hand back.

"That's pretty fierce..."

"Bang!" After the bullfighting dog closed its mouth, it didn't stop at all. In the blink of an eye, it crashed into the concrete pit wall in front of it again.

The wall instantly developed numerous cracks, and bits of cement began to slide down the wall with a clatter.

The vicious dog, however, was just shaking its head. It clearly didn't seem to be hurt from the impact, but rather thought it had just grabbed something, so it was frantically shaking and biting.

Jacob, who was above the pit, could see it clearly. Having run an underground dogfighting ring in the Whitechapel district, he was very familiar with this kind of fighting.

Their trained fighting dogs always attack in this way, simultaneously pouncing and biting, and once they bite, they never let go.

"Chinaman, die!" He had been using fighting dogs to deal with obstacles for a long time, and even though he was raising vicious dogs that had been enhanced by secret techniques, their purpose had not changed.

Just as he said, he was a vicious man, like a vicious dog.

But then Zhang Chang'an turned sideways to the side of Dou Niu and decisively swung the piece of broken iron in his hand.

"Crack..." The powerful grip of his exoskeleton squeezed the damaged metal piece slightly, and the tip protruding from his palm was able to perfectly transmit the power of his arm.

"Pfft..." The dog's fur, which was covered with fine down on the side of the bulldog's face, was immediately slashed with a long gash, and blood gushed out.

However, it took a direct hit from Zhang Chang'an's whale oil bullet from the start, suffering large burns on its front, yet it remained lively and energetic, demonstrating that it was never afraid of such superficial injuries.

But Zhang Chang'an remained calm at all. Once the iron piece in his hand was completely destroyed, he turned around and swung his other arm out.

Iron wire, outer hand.

"Pfft..." The steel bar in his hand, infused with the force of his fist, instantly pierced through the flesh of the bullfighting bull's jaw, penetrating deep into the bone.

"Roar!" After Zhang Chang'an finished his attack, the scene before his eyes flashed again. The bullfighting leopard's reaction after being attacked was to turn around on the spot in the face of the attack.

Its massive body, as large as a car, directly pushed against the steel bars and pipes on the wall and the ground, turned towards him, and opened its mouth to bite, the movement so fast that ordinary people could not see it clearly.

Fortunately, Zhang Chang'an's eagle-eye vision was still sufficient, and his physical fitness had long since reached a level that could basically keep up with his eyesight.

"Bang!" The bulldog's long teeth slammed shut like a guillotine, but only managed to bite Zhang Chang'an's clothes. He had already moved back, easily dodging the bite in front of him while dodging the iron blade behind him in this small space.

After the enormous head of the bullfighting beast took that bite, before it could even begin to swing its head violently, Zhang Chang'an dodged the attack, pressed himself against the pit wall, and simultaneously grabbed a steel pipe diagonally above him.

"Hoo... Hah!" Zhang Chang'an shouted, twisting his stance and exerting force. In an instant, he pulled the steel pipe out of the cement wall, creating a deep pit.

He forcefully pulled the steel pipe out of the wall and then stuck it into the hem of his clothes.

"Rip..." The vicious dog finally reacted, shaking its head, but only managed to tear off the piece of cloth.

Instead, Zhang Chang'an seized the opportunity and directly poked and slapped him on the side of his face with one hand.

"Pfft!" The steel pipe pierced right through its upper jaw.

Yes, Zhang Chang'an's current skills in acupressure and hand-to-hand combat are not enough to deal with this dog directly.

Given his bone strength, it would be futile to draw a knife at him or use an impact drill that requires burning a large amount of whale oil.

But the surrounding environment just happened to be perfect for Zhang Chang'an to deal with this vicious dog.

Jacob knew that this kind of place was unlikely to hurt his dog, but it was easy for him to accidentally hurt a human.

Little did he expect that the opponent he had recruited could use the steel bars and pipes on the wall as stepping stones, or easily break them off and use them as weapons.

Zhang Chang'an had seen the vicious dog's back being pierced by a steel pipe and immediately thought of this, and now he was putting it into action.

"Crack!" After being injured once again, the bullfighting beast became extremely ferocious, disregarding everything else and turning to bite.

Its large teeth pierced the hole that Zhang Chang'an had pried open by breaking the steel pipe, and with a snap of its jaws, it instantly bit off a large chunk of cement from the wall.

But Zhang Chang'an was still not bitten. With a large section of his clothes missing, he became even more agile.

"Gah gah..." The vicious dog shook its head, using its hard skull to instantly bend a piece of steel pipe and iron sheet, and completely flatten this side of the pit.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chang'an's horse stance was almost touching the ground, and he slid directly from under his neck to the other side of the vicious dog's body.

He casually picked up a broken steel bar from the ground, as if it were a long stick reaching his eyebrows, and stabbed it into the vicious dog's lower abdomen.

He then immediately turned and slid back to the side of the vicious dog's head. As he straightened up, he immediately threw a punch.

"Clang!" It slammed directly onto the steel pipe from before, pushing it in another third.