Chapter 176: Hidden Jin of the Iron Finger (2/2)

After he had carved out one of the tendons, Tan Wendong slapped the man on the face, “Thunder. Fire, escort boss Hong to the hospital. Wind, Cloud, let’s return to the school. We’ve a birthday party we can’t afford to be late to.”

“Yes, brother Dong.”

The four men behind Tan Wendong were clearly all very capable men. Upon receiving their orders, they had immediately carried boss Hong out.

“Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Fire. Four generals and a single boss, and yet they are still students. How unbelievable is this? Are we in some sort of drama or novel?”

In the span of several minutes in which this series of events had happened, Huo Ling’er had seen and heard plenty of things. Not only were these gangsters still students studying in school, but the names Wind, Cloud, Thunder, and Fire, it was a right mess and nearly cringeworthy.

“Brother Dong! This girl’s mocking us! Is she…” One of the four had clearly heard what Huo Ling’er said and glared at her.

“Don’t cause trouble. The rules of The Path is what it is. These people aren’t of The Path. Look at their clothes, they’re clearly from the Southwest Infantry School. Let’s go.”

Giving another glance at Wang Chao and the others, Tan Wendong took his leave.

“One moment.” Wang Chao stopped them.

“What do you want? What! What!” Feng and Yun had immediately spoke out at the same time as the youngster with a howl.

“Oy.” Tan Wendong waved his hand to symbolize that they shouldn’t be causing trouble. Fiddling with the chain whip, the youngster spoke, “Brother, we have nothing to do with each other. The People’s Army is for external affairs only. If you want to arrest me, then you’ll need the armed police or public security.”

“Eh!” Wang Chao gave two steps forward. “We indeed have no relationship with one another. While I am of the army, arresting a gangster or two is not my responsibility, so you wouldn’t need to worry. When you used your chain whip just now, I could see that your legwork resembles the movements from Tantui. Which school might you be from? I too am a practitioner, that’s all.”

“If we have nothing to do with each other, then there’s no point to asking.” Tan Wendong studied Wang Chao briefly. Looking at his temples, he hadn’t sensed any traces of his temples being drummed up. On another look, Tan Wendong hadn’t seen any calluses or any extraordinary muscles on his hands–especially in between the web of his forefinger and thumb. This was unlike what one would have as a martial artist. But the people behind him, Huo Ling’er, Gao Jun, Zhang Kai and Fang Wei, they were all quite noticeably robust.

“Six people. One female, three males. They’re experts. The girl’s slightly weaker, but the other males look like they know some martial arts, but not much; they should still be adept at fighting. But this one right in front of me, he doesn’t look outstanding at all. He’s probably learned one or two things; or else he wouldn’t have spoke out to begin with.”

In an instant, Tan Wendong had made his judgement and determined Wang Chao to be a person that didn’t know martial arts.

Wang Chao was a practitioner that would look like a civilian in times of peace. Without the eye of a grandmaster, it was impossible to differentiate him.

Until Guan Yu opened his eyes, he would not kill. Until the most crucial moment, the final boss would not show its final form.

“You can walk your uptight and moral path, I will walk my narrow path. We are gangsters, you are soldiers, neither of us two should be connected. It’d best if we don’t fight either.” Tan Wendong spoke after making his judgement.

“No contact with one another…” Wang Chao had felt that this Tan Wendong had quite the character to him. Wang Chao had seen plenty of strong youths, but this was the very first one with such a character. And with this skill, he was at the very least of the same level of strength as Ye Xuan. If Ye Xuan was a genius of the Japanese martial arts world, then it went without question that this Tan Wendong was a genius of the Chinese martial arts world.

“How noisy you are, and bothersome too!” Tan Wendong’s eyes narrowed. With a shake of his hand, the chain whip transformed into a silver snake and shot towards Wang Chao’s leg.

He had originally planned on having the chain whip stab in front of Wang Chao’s leg to scare him so that they would leave him alone and avoid any trouble.

Just as the tip of the whip was about to embed itself an inch away from his foot, Wang Chao’s foot slid inwards as if readying himself to do a somersault. Then with the inwards kick seen oftenly in soccer, he kicked away the chain whip.

“What strong legs, I misjudged him.” Tan Wendong’s eyes immediately lit up brightly when he saw that. Looking at his chain whip, he immediately yanked it back. As it arced backwards, he shook his hand so that as if it was a silver spear, it came flying towards Wang Chao’s shoulder.

With a lean of his shoulder, Wang Chao dodged the tip.

Controlling the chain whip from far away, Tan Wendong would constantly shake his hand whenever his whip failed to hit. His white sportswear would crackle along with his chain as it moved with the ferocity of a viper. With each fail, it would scuttle backwards and eventually find its way coiled around Wang Chao’s leg.

This youth’s hand with the chain whip had truly been amazing.

However, there would be no way that Wang Chao would let him coil the whip around his leg. Lifting up his leg, he made use of the “Rooster Lifting Leg” and the “Cross Turn” to bring the chain whip upwards. Then with a forward extension of his leg like a fish being fished up, he hooked up the chain.

At this, it seemed as if Wang Chao had kicked up the part of the area where the heart was.

Startled, Tan Wendong yanked the chain back to him. There had been people that grabbed hold of his chain once. But in the moment after, Tan Wendong would yank the chain so that the other person would be pulled forward as well before the chain whip sliced through them and then he would continue to send it piercing through his enemy’s body.

This chain whip of was his was made of steel and was thus several times stronger than iron as a result. It would not be broken easily.

But he did not expect to see that in the moment he yanked it back, Wang Chao had held out two fingers as if they were scissors. Then as if cutting a piece of string, the steel chain had snapped in half.

“Iron Finger Hidden Jin!” The youth cried out.