Chapter 19: The Frightening God Fist

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Chen Chuan suddenly felt an extreme danger approaching, his pupils dilated abruptly, and a sensation like an electric current ran down his spine. Everything around him seemed to slow down. Before his body could react, Yu Gang's fist stopped just short of touching his skin. Yu Gang slowly said, "Remember this feeling, remember the body's reaction just now. Later, you can try to use breathing techniques to mobilize your qi and blood to reach this level. Once you're familiar with it, you can deliver a strike that surpasses your usual strength." Chen Chuan gradually calmed his breathing and heartbeat, then realized his back was slightly sticky, as if he had broken into a sweat. Even though he knew he could use Second Self to transfer the damage, and Yu Gang wouldn't actually hit him, he still instinctively had a stress reaction. Moreover, Yu Gang's fist was too fast, so fast that even with Second Self overlapping, he couldn't dodge it. He slowly exhaled and said, "I remember." Then he looked up and asked, "Mr. Yu, what is this move called?" Yu Gang said, "In old martial arts, this move is called the "Frightening God Fist', frightening the god within oneself and others. In new martial arts, it's called the "Limit-breaking Strike'. This move is not limited to a straight punch; it can be delivered in any form. But remember, when practicing, each exertion must not be in vain; there must be a target in front of you to avoid dislocating yourself. Whether you can master this move depends entirely on the individual. I'm only responsible for telling you the trick. Alright, go out and practice by yourself, and remember to close the door." Chen Chuan said yes. As he went out and closed the door, Yu Gang inside said one more thing, "Also, the cost of the sandbag you break will be on your account." Chen Chuan paused for a moment and said, "Okay, Mr. Yu." He didn't feel it was a loss to exchange money for a powerful technique; instead, he felt he had gained. He went downstairs to the first floor, walked directly to a target dummy, and stood still, quietly experiencing the feeling from earlier. This move was not trained from shallow to deep, from weak to strong, but was suddenly burst out by startling oneself. He had just experienced this move, and it was the most memorable moment, perfect for trying it out. However, just remembering the feeling was useless; he had to use breathing techniques to forcefully circulate his qi and blood, thus delivering this strike at all costs. He stared at the target dummy for a while, then suddenly kicked it, causing the dummy to shake violently. He slowly put his foot down. Although he had found the right feeling earlier, it was very difficult to use breathing techniques to mobilize his qi and blood, as if encountering a layer of resistance.Because this move is triggered in a life-or-death situation, and since he's not actually in danger now, his body's instincts are rejecting his attempts. He couldn't help but recall that night when Mr. Wen had the patrol officers try standing on one leg. Just like then, what he needed to overcome now was himself. He decided to try once more. seaʀᴄh thё Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. First, he stood still quietly. After a while, a flush suddenly rose to his face and neck. He stepped forward heavily, his front hand executing a Coiling Palm, and with a dull thud, the heavy target dummy actually jumped up from the impact, even startling Lu Ke who was not far away. He stepped back, took a deep breath, and felt that there was still a slight gap. However, as long as the breathing technique is practiced enough and combined with intention, he believed he could break through that barrier. Just as he was about to try again, Yu Gang's voice came over, "Don't practice this move too much every day. Not only will it put a burden on your body in various ways, but it could also disrupt your normal strikes. So stop for now. It's better not to master it than to rush it." Chen Chuan couldn't say that he wasn't afraid of getting hurt, but since Yu Gang had spoken, he had to put it aside for now, deciding to find another opportunity to try again later. Lu Ke, on the other hand, felt that Chen Chuan's strike seemed more powerful than ever before. He ran up to check the target dummy and looked up to say, "It's okay." Yu Gang said expressionlessly, "If it's broken, he'll pay for it." Lu Ke scratched his head. Chen Chuan didn't dwell on it either and decided to proceed with his normal training. However, after just a short while, he felt a dull pain in various parts of his body, and his condition seemed worse than usual. This was probably due to muscle strain and the burden on his internal organs. Even with Second Self overlapping, the internal damage caused by himself wouldn't be actively transferred by Second Self. This is because his will is unique, and everything internal must be led by himself. Now, upon realizing this, as his intention shifted, his body quickly returned to ease. After completing all the afternoon's training, he tidied up a bit, bid farewell to Yu Gang and Lu Ke, and left The House of Fists. On his way back, while running, he kept trying to gather his breath. In fact, he had been trying repeatedly during breaks in the afternoon training. Now, after a while, he suddenly felt as if he had touched something, feeling that he was just a punch away from delivering that strike.But at this moment, he needed a suitable target, and perhaps to take advantage of his current state to try a few more times. Should he turn back now? It wasn't appropriate; Yu Gang wouldn't agree. Suddenly, he thought of a boxing gym not far ahead, although it wasn't the one that handed out flyers that day, it should be quite similar, and it wasn't too far to go. He thought of it and did it, quickly running towards it. In just five or six minutes, he found the boxing gym, located in the middle of the only commercial street in the west of the city, with a large advertisement board hanging in front of the door with the words "Xiu Jiang' and neon lights flashing around, making it very eye-catching. But after all, this was the old district in the west of the city, with old roads, pedestrians and vehicles usually crowded together, and noise from bells and horns everywhere. He entered through the main door of the boxing gym, and immediately there was a staircase leading up. After reaching the second floor and passing a lightbox screen, there was an open training venue behind it, with bright industrial and mining lights hanging from the ceiling, walls that looked like they were unfinished, the venue was cleanly swept, with large posters of various handsome fighting moves. At the moment, more than a dozen people were doing fitness training, and some were wearing uniform training clothes, holding protective gear and practicing with each other. A young man in his twenties was sitting on a tire, eating a chicken leg. Seeing a new face, he hurriedly swallowed the chicken in his mouth, wiped his hands, looked up and asked, "Young man, here to learn boxing?" Chen Chuan said, "I saw your Xiu Jiang boxing gym flyer, heard that you can have a trial experience first, so I came to take a look." The young man said, "Sure, you can take a look around by yourself. I'm Liang Fang, everyone here calls me Xiao Liang, but if you want to use the equipment, you have to call me, don't misunderstand, I'm afraid you might get hurt using it by yourself, someone needs to watch over you." Chen Chuan looked around, pointed to a sandbag on the side, and asked, "Can I use this?" Xiao Liang generously said, "You can use it as you like." As Chen Chuan was about to walk over, he paused and said, "By the way, if I accidentally break it, I will compensate for it." Xiao Liang looked at him as if he was joking, widened his eyes and said, "Young man, we are a serious boxing gym, not the kind of place that cheats or scams people. Let me put it this way, you can hit the sandbag as much as you like, our boxing gym is open for business to satisfy customers, as long as you're not here to cause trouble on purpose, we'll take responsibility even if you really break it." Chen Chuan nodded, "Then thank you." With that, he walked to a corner and tried a few punches on an empty sandbag.Xiao Liang glanced a few times and didn't take it seriously. Their Xiujiang Boxing gym's business was quite good, with many company employees and students from nearby coming to practice boxing. In the evening, there were also people watching the internal sparring matches. For someone like Chen Chuan, who obviously came to see the novelty and join in the excitement, even if they didn't practice, they weren't excluded. It could somewhat boost the atmosphere, and if they came often, they might become actual customers. Since there would be more customers coming soon, he needed to fill his stomach first, so he went back to munching on a chicken leg. Chen Chuan stood in front of the sandbag, breathing repeatedly, closing his eyes to experience that feeling. When he felt that state appearing again, he suddenly opened his eyes and punched forward! Half an hour later. "Damn it, someone must have poked it with something, don't let me catch them!" Xiao Liang was cursing and grumbling. There was a small damaged spot on the sandbag in front of him, which didn't look very noticeable from the outside. If it weren't for someone later seeing sand leaking out while punching, it wouldn't have been easily discovered. At that moment, a coach from the boxing gym happened to pass by and heard it. He looked over curiously. Such a small matter didn't usually concern him, but when his gaze swept over the sand under the sandbag, he suddenly felt something was off and walked over. Xiao Liang saw him and quickly greeted, "Coach Gu." Coach Gu stepped forward, reached out, and pulled the other side of the sandbag over, only to see a fist-sized hole in the back of the sandbag, shattered in appearance, from which the sand was leaking. "This, I..." Xiao Liang was somewhat surprised. It was clear that the force had exploded from the inside, and he realized it couldn't have been poked through by something. Coach Gu looked at the hole, his expression becoming more serious. Generally, only someone who had developed internal force could strike such a blow, but why would they do that? It didn't seem like a provocation. He asked, "Who used this sandbag?" Xiao Liang thought for a moment, slapped his head, and said, "I remember it was a handsome young man who looked like a student. He even asked me if the sandbag could be broken? Right, it must have been him!" Coach Gu thought to himself, "A student... Could it be from Wuda[-]?" He said, "If that person comes again, remember to notify me." He added, "Be polite to him." Xiao Liang agreed with an "Aye," and said, "Coach Gu, don't you know me? I'm polite to everyone, aren't I?"At this moment, Chen Chuan had already returned home, his mood still slightly excited because he had finally succeeded in trying out that Limit-breaking Strike. He also realized that the reason he mastered it so quickly was precisely because in his perception, using Second Self almost came at no cost. This was not a hypnotic deception but a real fact, and coupled with the continuous practice throughout the afternoon, his will was finally implemented in his body. However, it was a pity that he couldn't break the sandbag at the boxing gym like Yu Gang did. It must be because the quality of the sandbags there was good, and his strength was also somewhat insufficient. It seems that he still needs to intensify his training. …… ……

Chapter 19: The Frightening God Fist

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