Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Understood,” Su Chen nodded calmly.
“You’ve got balls.” Admiration gleamed in the man’s eyes. He suggested, “Here’s the deal: you cooperate with me, I won’t use too much force on you. Then, we’ll go to the hospital and let the doctor treat you. This way, my job is done, and you won’t get too badly hurt. What do you think?”
“Sorry, I’ll have to say no.” Su Chen rejected him without hesitation.
“What a pity!” The man shrugged and walked slowly toward Su Chen. “I’m Luo Shan if you want revenge at any time.”
“You are confident, aren’t you?” A smile appeared on Su Chen’s lips. He activated one of the active skills in his system, Fast Pace, and stepped forth.
Luo Shan was startled; he did not expect Su Chen to rise to the challenge.
He figured Su Chen was just a normal student. How was it possible that a normal student would still be smiling after witnessing his martial arts skills?
When he was lost in his thoughts, Su Chen had already come very close. Luo Shan saw Su Chen’s fist coming at him in a flash.
Before he had time to react, he already had been punched heavily in the chest.
The force of that punch was beyond his expectation, and he stumbled backward.
Su Chen was also surprised. It felt like his fist landed on a rock.
Luo Shan was indeed a Forced Kungfu master. His body was rock-hard.
“You also practice kungfu?” Astounded, Luo Shan gazed at Su Chen.
If he did not practice kungfu, his punch would not be this powerful.
Zhan Zhuang (Standing Stake) training was a core exercise for basic kungfu training. It was even more important for those who practiced Forced Kungfu.
He practiced Zhan Zhuang for two hours every day for decades. A person who did not know kungfu could never cause him to lose balance with just a punch.
Su Chen replied with a storm of fists that rained down on Luo Shan.
Even though he was equipped with Hundred Style Fist and Super Strength, which was a passive function that multiplied his force by several times, he was not totally confident that he could overpower Luo Shan.
A kungfu master who practiced Forced Kungfu for decades must have an extremely sturdy physique. Su Chen bet that he had rich fighting experience, too.
He did not want Luo Shan to break his leg and be sent to the hospital, so he instinctively struck first to gain the upper hand.
Relying on his tough Forced Kungfu, Luo Shan seldom dodged his opponent’s attacks. Those who did not have a foundation in kungfu could hardly hurt him.
Therefore, he did not dodge Su Chen’s punches but, instead, only tensed his muscles.
Thump thump thump! When Su Chen’s fists landed on Luo Shan, they sounded like they landed on a steel plate, making dull, thudding noises.
Nevertheless, Luo Shan underestimated the harm done by Su Chen’s fists.
The Super Strength function could cause damage three to five times more devastating. Su Chen’s fists were already more powerful than the world boxing champion. Moreover, Su Chen was punching at a speed so high that his moves could not be seen with the naked eye.
Luo Shan fought for a while until he noticed that the Qi and blood circulation in his body had become chaotic, and he could not pretend to be fine any longer.
He became obsessed with kungfu from the fictional world of heroes ever since he was a kid, but real kungfu was too rare in this day and age.
He went to a Shaolin Temple with his parents on a vacation and saw an old monk whose body was impenetrable to knives and bullets. He immediately honored the old monk as his teacher. The old monk’s level of Forced Kungfu was his ultimate goal.
He was a very determined person; once he made a decision, he would never look back. He spent most of his life training and strengthening his body. He believed that as long as his body was strengthened to its limit, he would be invincible.
That was why he did not cultivate many fighting techniques. The only fighting technique he mastered was the Shaolin Luohan fist that was more of a tool to improve health than to win fights.
At that very moment, Luo Shan was forced to counterattack, so he performed the Shaolin Luohan fist.
However, Su Chen’s Hundred Style Fist gave him knowledge about Luohan fist, and the Fast Pace function increased his speed significantly, so he could dodge Luo Shan’s attack easily.
Suddenly, they found themselves in a very peculiar situation.
If they were comparing martial arts skills, Luo Shan was, of course, better than Su Chen. But the tricky part was that Su Chen knew a lot about combat techniques and could simply dodge his attacks. Luo Shan could not even get close to Su Chen, so he could only take the beating.
If Luo Shan had acquired more fighting techniques, Su Chen would be no match for him.
Although Luo Shan had enormous strength and a body solid as a rock, he could not even get close to Su Chen, and that was extremely frustrating.
“Argh!” he yelled all of a sudden and threw his fist in Su Chen’s face.
Su Chen tilted his head and evaded the strike. He then punched Luo Shan in the chest with the Fist of Ruin–one of the Baji fist skills.
As the saying goes: “The graceful Tai Chi fist could calm the world, the martial Baji fist could rule the universe.”
Baji fist’s principle was ferocity and brutality. Su Chen released all his power in that single punch, making it an upgraded version of the traditional Fist of Ruin–more sophisticated, more powerful. It was the highest level of the Super Strength function, which supplied five times more energy to the punch.
He hauled off like a stretched bow and struck like a thunderbolt.
Luo Shan could hardly bear with the pain from Su Chen’s Fist of Ruin, even though he had acquired the first few levels of the Iron Skin technique that built his rock-hard body.
Luo Shan stumbled backward. He could feel blood welling up in his throat, but he swallowed it back before it came spurting out of his mouth.
“Which boxing style did you use? I have never seen anything like that before.” Luo Shan looked at Su Chen. He could not believe what he had gone through.
“I invented it, Hundred Style Fist,” Su Chen grinned and said with confidence. “You can’t get me with normal boxing techniques.”
“Hundred Style Fist, Hundred Style… no wonder I saw techniques from many fist styles, but they were not entirely the same. They seemed more intricate and more powerful.” Luo Shan could not be more shocked. He gazed at Su Chen and asked, “Which master did you learn from?”
“Told ya–I invented it,” Su Chen laughed and said.
“No, that’s not possible. I don’t believe you,” Luo Shan yelped in astonishment. How could a young man like Su Chen invent such a boxing style that was exquisite beyond compare?
“Well, there’s nothing I can do.” Su Chen shrugged. He, then, came close to Luo Shan once again and was ready to strike.
“Stop, stop, stop. I surrender… surrender…” Luo Shan held his hand up, gesturing Su Chen to stop.
“Oh… you’re giving up?” Su Chen looked strangely at him.
“Why the f*ck would I continue? You know Shaolin Luohan fist too. I can’t even get close to you and could only take the beating. I’m not stupid.” Luo Shan’s face clouded.
“Are you a real Shaolin disciple?” Su Chen looked at him curiously.
“I used to be, but, one day, I saw someone harassing a girl. I attacked him with too much force, and he was badly injured, so I was kicked out,” Luo Shan said in a muffled voice.
“Because of that? You were just trying to do the right thing. They wouldn’t have gone so far!” Su Chen was puzzled.
Luo Shan blushed and said embarrassedly, “The girl said she wanted to thank me by marrying me, and we…. you know?”
“Pfft!” Su Chen couldn’t help but laugh, then asked, “What happened afterward?”
“After that, I resumed secular life. We were together for two years, but she thought that I was too boring and not romantic enough, so she left me for some other guy,” Luo Shan lamented.
Su Chen burst into laughter. He could not stop at all. He laughed until his belly hurt.
“Stop it! You’ve gone too far!” Luo Shan said, his face crumpled.
“Okay, okay! I’ll stop. I’ll stop.” Su Chen curbed his urge to laugh and said, “You are a fun person. Well, from an exchange of blows, friendship grows. Are you gonna finish the job?”
“I can’t defeat you, so… nope! They have given me the money. I’m not gonna give it back.” Luo Shan said stately.
“All right then.” Su Chen gave him the thumb, and invited him, “You didn’t eat properly just now, so let’s go grab a beer?”
“Sure, let’s go!” Luo Shan smiled and nodded.