From a tuberculosis patient to a martial arts master

"What do you want?"

Zhu Hong's eyes suddenly narrowed, his cold gaze fixed on Ma Pan:

"I want you to get out!"

Before the words were even finished, he was already like an arrow released from a bow.

He clenched his right fist, took a step forward, and his fist whistled as it struck Ma Pan's incessantly foul mouth.

This move was so swift and decisive that it caught everyone off guard.

Ma Pan felt a gust of wind rush towards him, and a fist the size of a bucket rapidly enlarged before his eyes. Terrified, he screamed and fled in panic, covering his head.

"Li Hang!"

wrong……

"Uncle Hang, save me!"

Li Hangwan never expected that this young man would be such a ruthless and decisive character.

He reacted quickly, shouting, "Insolence!" He immediately lowered his shoulders and sat down, throwing a punch straight at Zhu Hong's wrist.

They wanted to confront them head-on and force them to retreat.

Zhu Hong sneered inwardly, and suddenly changed the direction of his punch midway, turning the straight strike into a slanted slash, aiming for Li Hang's face.

"?"

Li Hang's pupils contracted, and his heart trembled:

"Has he always been targeting me?"

His punches were fluid and powerful, showing no sign of diminishing force. It was clear that he had anticipated the attack and was able to change his moves so smoothly.

In a hurry:

Li Hang only had time to quickly raise both arms to block the attack.

"Snapped!"

As their fists clashed, he took the force of the blow, staggering back several steps before finally managing to leave several dents in the mud and regain his footing.

Zhu Hong remained silent, but once again took the initiative, his toes touching the ground as his fists pounded down in rapid succession like drums.

"You little rascal, do you really think I'm made of clay?"

Li Hang was furious but laughed instead. He was utterly humiliated by being attacked so aggressively by a young man. He steadied himself with a series of rapid steps, his muscles bulging.

"The Stone Cracker—Splitter of Stone!"

With a low growl, he neither dodged nor evaded, meeting fire with fire and directly confronting its edge.

The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle, tumbling and rolling around in the cramped room.

Li Hang proved to be a seasoned veteran, each strike powerful and heavy, hitting vital points and forcing him to dodge repeatedly.

"As expected, experience matters..."

After several hard-fought battles, Zhu Hong's brows furrowed.

Li Hang's vigorous energy and blood were indeed superior to mine when I first entered the martial arts world.

Although his opponent did not possess any martial arts skills, his "Stone-Splitting Hand" technique, honed over many years, had acquired some of the true essence of "heavy, clumsy, and grand," making him feel extremely pressured. His attacks were repeatedly thwarted, and he turned to proceed cautiously and defend step by step.

"Bang!"

For a moment's distraction, a sharp punch struck his shoulder, leaving a burning, tingling sensation.

"I haven't fully mastered the first move of the Tiger Crouching Fist yet..." A glint flashed in Zhu Hong's eyes as he focused his mind to the extreme.

"We must seize the opportunity and strike decisively!"

One punch,

Ten punches,

The punches never stop...

Like a torrential downpour, he dodged and weaved through the relentless onslaught, his flesh throbbing painfully from the impact.

"Kid, where do you think you're going to hide!"

Seeing that he was struggling to defend himself, Li Hang became more and more pleased with himself as he fought. He took advantage of the situation and took a half step closer, changing his fist into a claw, and "Lock Mountain Lock -" he quickly locked his shoulder and neck.

This move is precisely the finishing move of the Stone-Splitting Hand.

Would Zhu Hong simply sit idly by and wait for his doom?

At the critical moment, he caught a glimpse of the earthen wall beside him that had been cracked by Li Hang's earlier punch.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate."

His mind raced, and he slammed his heel backward, striking the crack in the earthen wall. "Boom—" the bricks and stones shattered, and dust erupted.

"mean!"

Li Hang's men stopped abruptly as a cloud of dust and sand rushed towards them, stinging their eyes and noses and blurring their vision.

His anger flared up instantly, and he gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath:

"You actually resorted to such despicable means!"

Before the cursing had even stopped, fearing a sneak attack, he quickly lowered his shoulders and shrank his neck to protect his vital points. Relying on his years of fighting experience, he threw a few punches haphazardly, but they all missed.

"Now is the time!"

Hong Yi coldly observed its flaws and no longer held firm.

Lie down,

Fascia taut,

With a twist of the waist and hips, the spine connects segment by segment like a dragon raising its head, from the tailbone to the cervical spine...

Gather your strength, then pounce again.

"roar--!"

It sounded like a tiger's roar.

Li Hang's expression changed drastically. His experience of over a decade of tackling dangerous situations served as a frantic warning—retreat, danger!

However, it moved with the force of a swift wind.

Zhu Hong's body, which had been accumulating power for a long time, suddenly released like a spring compressed to its limit, and his whole body transformed into a black rainbow, rushing straight towards Li Hang's open goal in the middle.

The first form of "Tiger Crouching on the Mountain":

"Tiger Leaps Over the Ravine!"

Li Hang turned around in shock and crossed his arms to protect his chest.

"Crack," the sound of bone breaking rang out.

Li Hang's burly body was sent flying backward like a cannonball after being struck by a giant beast. He smashed through the door and landed in the snow in the courtyard, creating a human-shaped crater.

"Glug—"

Witnessing this astonishing reversal, Ma Pan's Adam's apple bobbed violently, his legs went weak, and he slid to the ground, his back pressed against the broken door frame, his mind blank.

"Uncle Hang, he lost? He got sent flying by this...this kid with a single punch?!"

At this moment, Zhu Hong slowly took a breath, barely managing to steady his swaying body. A bitter feeling welled up in his heart: "When two tigers fight, one will surely be injured. Perhaps," he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, giving a self-deprecating smile:

"The best way to be a gentleman is to use words without resorting to violence."

That powerful punch had almost drained his remaining strength, leaving him with a weak and powerless shoulder.

"However," his gaze suddenly turned cold as he moved step by step toward the slumped horse pan by the door.

"This matter is not over yet."

Ma Pan's strong legs had already gone limp, and he could barely move. Seeing the "King of Hell" coming to claim his life, he hurriedly crawled backward on all fours, pleading, "I was wrong, I was wrong, that...that contract is null and void, wiped clean!" He begged for mercy, tears streaming down his face, his words incoherent.

"Please, have mercy and just ignore me."

Zhu Hong paused, "Remember what you said today." With that, he walked straight past him.

The charitable organization is, after all, a local power. Since they are still inexperienced, if they were to cripple Li Hang, this "spoiled brat," then a host of troubles would inevitably follow.

This is not what he wanted.

The methods I just displayed were only to let them know how powerful I am and to make them wary.

Outside the courtyard wall, many nearby residents and passersby had already peered out, watching the spectacle from the sidelines.

"My goodness... the charity's men were actually beaten up by a young man?"

"yes!"

"I saw people fly straight out of there."

"Hey, wait a minute..."

"That must be Liu Gengfu's family, right? I've never heard of them having such a powerful relative!"

"..."

Zhu Hong seemed oblivious to the surrounding chatter, and within a few steps, he stopped in front of Li Hang.

"Heroes emerge from among the young," Li Hang struggled to sit up, using his elbows to prop himself up. "I, Li, am convinced today." He paused, then looked up at the young man, a hint of awe and inquiry flashing in his eyes.

"That punch just now, was it... a martial arts technique?"

"Whether it is or not," Zhu Hong said calmly, his expression unchanged, "haven't you already experienced it yourself?"

Although not directly admitted, the implication of these words is self-evident.

"really……"

Li Hang sighed deeply, his expression complex, a mixture of bitterness and relief: "I, Li Hang, admit defeat today. Do with me as you please."

"I will settle the debts."

Zhu Hong seemed not to have heard him. "This is the principal of two taels. The remaining interest will be settled in seven days at the charity hall." After saying this, he reached into his robe, took out a silver ingot, and threw it onto the snow in front of Li Hang.

The silver ingot jingled as it rolled down. Li Hang stared blankly at it for a long while before snapping out of his daze and stammering, "..."

"You...you're not going to kill me?"

"Why did I kill you?" Zhu Hong glanced at him and continued:

"However, if we settle this matter according to the rules, and your esteemed institution is still dissatisfied..." He paused slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:

"Go to the yamen's police station and confront me."

yamen?

Catching squad?

Li Hang was jolted awake, his pupils shrinking sharply as he looked up.

"You're a government official!"