Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from depriving the mantis shrimp of its talent

Chapter 40 Feilong Boxing Gym
After a duel with Tie Zhigang, although he easily suppressed him, Chen Cheng was not complacent.

After chatting with the senior brothers and sisters who gathered around him for a while, after accepting the compliment, he found an excuse and left the boxing gym.

"What did Master say about the recent unrest?"

Chen Cheng always went out of the city directly and didn't pay much attention to the situation around the boxing gym. But this time, after Old Man Ma reminded him, he took a closer look and found some clues.

After becoming Mr. Ma's personal descendant, the surrounding merchants all knew that he existed. Every time he entered the store, someone would call him Mr. Chen as soon as he entered, with faces full of flattery.

Although it was still the same this time, there was obviously more worry on the merchant's face.

Chen Cheng was thoughtful.

Just coming out of a store, Chen Chengcheng saw a tall and strong figure that looked like a wall walking towards the outside of the city carrying a package.

"Isn't that Tie Zhigang?"

In this era of insufficient food per capita, there were very few people so tall and strong. Chen Cheng recognized him immediately.

Chen Cheng called out to Tie Zhigang who was about to leave the city.

Tie Zhigang stopped when he heard the sound and saw Chen Cheng catching up.

"Zhigang, what are you doing here?"

Tie Zhi just tightened the huge wrapping around his body, his delicate face full of determination.

"I thought I had worked hard enough during this period, but I didn't expect that the gap with you not only did not narrow, but actually got wider."

"So I'm going to increase the intensity of my training, but as the intensity of my training increases, I'll need more nutrients. I'm going to take on a few tasks and prepare to earn more money and buy some medicinal materials to strengthen my body."

"Where did you get the mission?"

Tie Zhigang said doubtfully
"If you want to take over a task, just talk to the force that is temporarily assigned to it, and they will naturally assign it."

"Those who signed the contract with us just want us to do a few things for them every year. If you take the initiative to take on more tasks, it's too late for them to be happy."

"I heard that you signed with the Huang family, haven't they assigned you a task yet?"

Chen Cheng shook his head.

Speaking of which, it has been four months since he signed a temporary martial arts contract with the Huang family, but until now, except for the colorful snake meat and 100 taels of wages that will be sent to him at the beginning of every month, the Huang family has never disturbed him at other times.

Tie Zhigang's face was full of envy.

Chen Cheng asked about the doubts in his heart
"Master told me that things haven't been peaceful recently and asked me to pay more attention. Do you know what's going on?"

Speaking of this, Tie Zhigang frowned, a little angry.
"Those who are not members of the Feilong Fist have recently seen Master taking less and less action, so they have started to cause trouble."

"I think it won't be long before the people from Feilong Fist will apply to the Jiangwu Association to initiate a boxing match."

Boxing matches are a means of determining conflicts of interest between martial arts schools. One party sends three disciples to compete in the ring.

Two out of three games are won, and the loser gives up the disputed plot.

Chen Cheng frowned when he heard this.

If Gravel Boxing loses the boxing match and loses confidence, there will be countless covetous forces below that will pounce on them one after another, wanting to take a bite of the Fat Gravel Boxing Gym.

When Lan Qiang's father was still the prefect of Wangjiang, he remembered the favor he received from Old Man Ma when he came out to subdue the water monster, so no one dared to cause trouble at the gravel boxing gym.

When Lan Qiang was still there, no one dared to take action.

But a few days ago, after Lan Qiang and her daughter were picked up, Li Mei stopped coming to the boxing gym, and other forces began to make moves.

Feilong Boxing Gym is the first, but it will not be the last.

After leaving the city gate, Chen Cheng watched Tie Zhigang join a caravan that had been waiting for a long time on the roadside, then turned around and walked onto another road.
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"Elder brother, please find out more."

In a courtyard full of shirtless men with shiny muscles, a bald man about 1.9 meters tall was watching a group of people practicing martial arts below with his hands behind his back.This person's shoulders and back are as broad as a double-door refrigerator. His trapezius muscles are extremely developed, extending from his shoulders to the back of his head. From the front, he seems to have no neck. He wears a pair of dark gold wristbands depicting a flying dragon on his arms. This person is a flying dragon. Wu Bolong, the senior brother of the boxing gym.

A young man with sly eyebrows walked through the martial arts crowd and came to the side, nodding and bowing to report.

"Say"

Wu Bolong's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.

The sinister-looking young man immediately talked about the news he had received.

"The owner of the Gravel Boxing Gym has rarely taken action in recent years, but from the outside, his energy and blood have become increasingly declining."

"There are only three direct disciples and fourteen inner disciples in the boxing gym now."

"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me the strongest one!"

Wu Bolong frowned and said impatiently.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The young man trembled all over and immediately got into the topic

"The strongest among the younger generation of Gravel Fist right now is Senior Brother Ma De. He has already practiced Gravel Fist to the bronze stage, and also practiced a leg technique, which is at the second-blood level."

"My second disciple Fang Yi, the third son of the Fuyuan Escort Agency in the east of the city, recently escorted the escort out. He is not in Wangjiang, and he is also a second blood."

"There is also an inner disciple named Tie Zhigang. He is an orphan adopted by Old Man Ma since he was a child. Although his gravel fist is only at the level of cowhide, he is born with divine power. I heard he can beat three stone-skinned one-blood warriors."

"In addition, there is another person who is the third direct descendant of Old Man Ma, Chen Cheng. He is a refugee who fled the famine a few years ago. Less than a year after starting, he has already practiced gravel fist to the level of stone skin. I heard that he is a A genius, he can overwhelm Tie Zhigang with just one blood blow."

"Well, so the Stone Fist is currently the strongest among Ma De, Tie Zhigang, and the one named Chen Cheng."

"In that case, leave the opponent's senior brother Ma De to me. I want to see whether their gravel fist is stronger or my flying dragon fist is stronger!"

Wu Bolong thoughtfully clenched his fist, and energy burst out from his palm.

"Then Tie Zhigang will let the third and fourth brothers go. They are twins, and both have second blood. If they join forces, even third blood warriors can not fall behind."

"As for that Chen Cheng."

Speaking of Chen Cheng, Wu Bolong thought for a while, suddenly thought of something, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Let the sixth, seventh, and eighth go. The three of them hang out together all day long. What they like most is playing with these geniuses. I believe they will definitely bring unforgettable memories to the gravel boxing genius."

Hearing Wu Bolong's arrangements for Chen Cheng, several Feilongquan disciples around him got goosebumps, and then they laughed as they thought of something.

The people Wu Bolong mentioned are all second-blood descendants of Feilong Fist.

The situation of Feilong Fist is somewhat different from that of Gravel Fist. Feilong Fist has three levels of disciples: outer sect, inner sect and direct disciple. No matter how old the disciples of the former level are, they must call the latter senior brother.

As for Stone Fist, there are too few personal transmissions, so there are no such rules.

There are a total of eleven direct descendants of Feilong Fist. Except for the senior brother Wu Bolong who has reached third blood, the next seven are all second blood, and the remaining three only have first blood.

Lao Liu, Lao Qi and Lao Ba mentioned by Wu Bolong were once the gang leader and deputy gang leader of a local gang. Generally speaking, martial arts schools would not accept leaders of other gangs as disciples, but these three people once had a large territory. He threatened to give up his territory as long as he accepted them.

Faced with such conditions, Feilong Boxing Gym couldn't help but accept the fat that was offered to them.

After taking the three people into the sect, these three people became extremely enthusiastic towards other disciples and often invited them to eat meat and drink wine.

Some disciples were too innocent and were confused by the appearance of the three people. They drank under the influence of the three people and fell into unconsciousness. When they woke up again, they found that they were in severe pain all over their bodies. However, they did not dare to speak out due to pressure, so they could only grind their teeth. Swallow it into your stomach.

Later, a disciple took the initiative to reveal it.

With Wu Bolong's arrangement like this, everyone else thought of the possible scene and couldn't help but mourn for the genius of the Gravel Fist.

(End of this chapter)