Chapter 147: The Capital! A Hundred Years Ago, Yang the Invincible! A Hundred Years Later, Wang the Undefeated! (Seventh) (1/2)
Chapter 147: The Capital! A Hundred Years Ago, Yang the Invincible! A Hundred Years Later, Wang the Undefeated! (Seventh)
“Boss Ma!”
“Chief Ma!”
Many startled cries could be heard from the door. In the moment when Ma Huajun had been grabbed onto by the clothes and thrown up onto the rooftops, many of the members of the 18th bureau had coincidentally come running in.
All 30-40 members of the 18th Bureau of the Ministry of State Security had filled up the courtyard so tightly that even water wouldn’t be able to get past them, but not a single one of them had made a step forward past the doors into the inner yard.
“Instructor Yin!” At the same time, several people had noticed the fainted Yin Manchuan off to the side as well as the blue-clothed Wudang instructor Xu Benliang.
“Instructor Bai, Instructor Wang, you’re all here!” Someone from the crowd had recognized the practitioner of the Wudang Pure Yang Sect, Bai Xianyong of the Central Safeguard Regiment, as well as the Yiquan military instructor of the 1034 Regiment, Wang Lianyun.
In ordinary times, these men were all said to be legendary figures that were as rare as seeing the tail of a dragon. Some of these members had only seen them once or twice, but they’ve all heard that “Men like them are unparalleled in skill. A single fist could kill an elephant, and they are capable of flight almost. Even amongst the central government they work as military instructors.”
To see them all here was unfathomable, let alone see them fight. All in all, for those members of the Ministry of State Security who rushed on over, they were both excited and nervous.
They were excited to be able to see these legendary military instructors partake in a competition. But they were nervous because of the unstoppable might of a war machine Wang Chao had with him. Even these legendary figures in front of him were having difficulty maintaining their advantage as being called unequaled.
Ma Huajun had the bone in his arm fractured, and while the injury was something he could handle, he had been thrown up onto the rooftop. This was an utter disgrace–death was not as bad as this humiliation. With all his might, Ma Huajun clenched his teeth in pain before using an arm to prop up his broken one. Kicking off the roof, he landed back down onto the ground with an ashen face and eyes that looked quite similar to the oily eyes of an evil wolf.
When Wang Chao saw Ma Huajun leap down with eyes that contained no fear in them, his own eyes stared back. With a slight tremble of his arms, numerous dark green veins began to protrude up his skin in a grotesque manner
Ma Huajun had instantly read the look of Wang Chao’s expression and the meaning behind it, “If you still wish to fight, be prepared to follow the same path Duan Guochao did.”
“Xuuuu!” Ma Huajun felt his heart skip a step. His eyes lost the earlier glow to it, and with a long sigh, he knew that his courage was gone. Even uninjured, he was no match for Wang Chao. Regaining the color in his face, he spat out some words, “The man of the Military Commissioner is quite indeed an expert.”
“You let me win, chief Ma.” Wang Chao’s expression didn’t change, but he had uttered a sentence without sustenance behind it.
“Lieutenant colonel Wang has already arrived at the realm of Transforming with his Xingyiquan. Your Taichi is refined beyond measure as well with your Pounding Hammer that is so easily capable of shocking the earth. Even I, a man whose skill in Taichi is superb, am your inferior. You are truly a young hero, akin to Gan Luo who becomes prime minister at 12. I am but an empty age to you.”
After Ma Huajun had finished speaking, another middle-aged master had suddenly come forward. This practitioner wore a white top with black trousers. His face was quite pale, and his beard was nice and tidy, illustrating a neat, relaxed and cool appearance.
Most particularly to him, whenever his eyes blinked, there would be a sparkle in his eyes that had given the feeling of being looked at from far away.
“Master Chen Tianlei, did you wish to exchange fists as well?” At a glance, Wang Chao saw the Taichi master of Chen Village, Chen Tianlei.
“Your footwork is inconceivably nimble, and your robustness is uncomparable. You are in your prime peak in life while I am already 45 years old. An age far past the prime, thus, my martial arts has already been eaten away by my body. If we were to fight, then I doubt I would be an opponent for you. But I have seen the profound abyss that is your martial arts. The strength of your Taichi. The incredible pureness of it. I wish to test my five hammer fists against your own, what say you?”
Chen Tianlei smiled as he walked forward.
“Very well!” Came Wang Chao’s reply. He welcomed all with fairness without a change in his expression or emotions.
Chen Tianlei’s meaning had been as so, “I’ve grown old. If we fought, my footwork would be less than yours. My breath is not as long as yours. I would not win. Let us forego any other moves and use our five hammers to see which side’s fist is harder.”
Chen Tianlei came to a stop two steps away from Wang Chao with his hands at the ready.
Wang Chao had adopted the same posture as well.
Chen Tianlei’s eyes closed suddenly with his clothes moving up and down like a wave. His muscles began to move and expand everywhere before a long breath could be heard like a bolt of lightning.
Wang Chao could only see that with each time Chen Tianlei’s abdomen let loose a thunderous sound, the bricks under his feet had let out a loud breaking sound before cracking up into powder. At the same time, his body seem to slightly sink into the ground as if the quagmire under his feet could not support his weight.
He could see that with each breath Chen Tianlei took, his toes would curl inwards before flattening out over and over again with the force of five hundred kilograms. An outside observer wouldn’t be able to detect this slight movement of his. They would only think that the bricks underneath had cracked for no reason.
This was a clear sign of the highest levels of moving the muscles and tendons without moving. Where was the old body unable to fight that Chen Tianlei said he had?
At his reveal of Jin, Wang Chao instantly realized that this man was a wolf wearing the skin of a lamb. In action, he was far more amazing than Ma Huajun, Xu Benliang, and Yin Manchuan on a completely different level.
This man’s skill was not inferior to Cheng Shanming. He was truly deserving to be called a master from Chen Village.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
After 9 cracks, Chen Tianlei’s feet had already been completely submerged into the ground, his might and power completely off the scales.
At the ninth burst of Chen Tianlei’s Jin, Wang Chao abruptly closed his eyes and moved his legs into a stance forming the character ‘八’. Emptying his mind for that moment, he formed a fist with both hands so dense, it was even harder than the mercury-filled ball.
From the outside, Wang Chao’s dark green skin colored arms had suddenly lost its dark green tint and regained the original white with a red hue.
Boom! The entire courtyard let loose a rumbling sound as Chen Tianlei’s feet scattered the stones, cement and dirt everywhere. The pillars to the courtyard began to creak as if it was on the verge of collapsing.
With a “Forward Blocking Blow”, Chen Tianlei’s burst of Jin had made him seem like an immemorial giant that wielded an equally giant hammer to strike at Wang Chao.
Within the courtyard, a strong gust of wind began to echo and streak across clothes like an arrow. With the might of a hammer, it had a fierce ripping effect!
Originally, within any other match, even if Chen Tianlei were to be even stronger, he wouldn’t be able of such a fist like this.