pjbooks Chapter 10: The National Suppressing Technique - Reward: Golden Martial Soul!
Chapter 10: The National Suppressing Technique - Reward: Golden Martial Soul!
The entire training ground was deathly silent.
Only Kenno's suppressed spasms and groans, born of excruciating pain, echoed through the empty stadium.
His men, lying scattered on the ground, had even forgotten to wail in pain.
They huddled on the ground, wishing they could shrink into a crack in the earth, staring at the young man holding half a plaque, their eyes filled with nothing but primal fear.
That's not looking at a person.
It is looking up at a deity walking among humans.
Chen Xue and her fellow disciples were all frozen in place, their mouths slightly agape, their hearts shattered.
What exactly did they just see?
Kenno, who was so arrogant and powerful that he made them despair, just like that... lost?
Such a clean and thorough defeat!
From beginning to end, the young man didn't even move more than a few steps.
Just like that, without a second thought, they turned what they saw as a nightmare into a piece of trash rolling on the ground.
Especially that last kick.
How can you use the soles of your feet to take a full-force whip kick from a genetically enhanced expert?
What terrifying strength and physical resilience would that require?
This has completely shattered their entire understanding of the word "martial arts"!
Lin Fan, holding the plaque, slowly walked up to Chen Xue, who was completely dazed.
"Your father's kung fu has a good foundation, and his stance is very proper."
He handed over the plaque in a calm tone.
"Unfortunately, they practiced too rigidly and didn't know how to adapt."
"A fist is inanimate, but a person is alive. Tell him to heal his injury, read more books, and stop dwelling on trivial matters."
Chen Xue subconsciously took the half of the heavy plaque.
The cool touch jolted her awake from her daze.
She looked at Lin Fan, her lips moved, her throat was dry, but she couldn't utter a single word.
"This place is yours now."
After Lin Fan finished speaking, he turned around and glanced at the group of trembling burly men on the ground.
His gaze remained calm, but that calmness was more chilling than any fierce look.
"roll."
He only said one word.
The group of burly men, as if granted a pardon, scrambled to their feet and fled out the door, not even bothering to help their leader, Kenno.
Kenno was both shocked and furious. He pointed at Lin Fan and was about to say something harsh.
"You...you wait! We, the 'Black Bears,' will never let you get away with this!"
Lin Fan paused, turned around and glanced at him.
Just one glance.
Kenno instantly felt as if his soul was being gripped by an invisible hand, and the blood in his body stopped flowing.
The fear, stemming from his very survival instinct, made him swallow the rest of his words and, using both hands and feet, dragging his twisted, broken leg, flee the martial arts gym in a disheveled state.
Watching the group of people flee in terror, Lin Fan slowly spoke.
His voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear and resounded throughout the entire street.
"Go back and tell the people behind you."
"This is China."
"From today onwards, the days of bullying Chinese martial arts through crooked and evil means are over."
Every word of those words struck Chen Xue and her fellow apprentices like a heavy blow.
Looking at Lin Fan's not-so-tall back, their eyes instantly reddened, and tears welled up uncontrollably.
These days, they have endured too much humiliation and resentment.
Their master's leg was broken, and their century-old business was trampled underfoot, yet they were powerless to do anything but watch helplessly as their ancestors' legacy was seized.
They once thought that traditional martial arts had really declined, and that, just as Kenno said, it should be swept into the dustbin of history.
But today, this young man told them in the most direct and shocking way—
No!
It's not that martial arts are bad, it's that they haven't mastered them yet!
"senior!"
Chen Xue could no longer hold back and bowed deeply to Lin Fan's back, her voice choked with emotion.
"Thank you so much, senior, for upholding the reputation of my Bafang Martial Arts School and for giving due recognition to Chinese martial arts! May I ask your honorable name, senior? I, Chen Xue, will surely repay your great kindness in the future!"
Her fellow disciples also reacted, bowing to Lin Fan in unison, their expressions filled with excitement and reverence.
Lin Fan didn't turn around, he just waved his hand casually.
"I'm not some senior, just a neighbor who lives nearby."
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back, took a lazy step, walked out of the Eight Directions Martial Arts Hall, and disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun.
All that remains is a legend, and a silhouette that will soon shake the entire martial arts world of Beijing.
……
Not far away, on a street corner, in an inconspicuous black sedan.
Fang Qingxue put down the high-powered binoculars and sat quietly.
Her heart is still pounding wildly.
She originally thought she had overestimated Lin Fan's strength.
But seeing it with her own eyes today, she realized how barren her imagination was.
If Lin Fan displayed unpredictable and deadly "techniques" in the courtyard, then...
So at the Eight Directions Martial Arts Academy, what he demonstrated was a kind of "Tao" that returned to simplicity and mastered everything.
He didn't even use those mysterious methods to destroy the superpower cores; he simply used his bare hands and feet to manipulate a group of genetically enhanced humans with considerable strength.
That composure, that ease, that absolute control over power...
Fang Qingxue's eyes sparkled with an unprecedented brilliance.
"The days of bullying Chinese martial arts are over."
These words deeply touched a part of her heart.
She suddenly realized how insignificant her previous ideas of investigating rare treasures and completing family missions were.
Isn't the real "treasure" right before our eyes?
……
Meanwhile, at the top-floor office of the Beijing Martial Arts Association.
Li Zhenguo put down the phone and listened to his subordinate's excited, incoherent report. He let out a long, long sigh of relief.
That breath carried the relief and excitement of having a heavy burden lifted.
He made the right bet!
His biggest worry was that Lin Fan, a peerless master, would have an eccentric personality, disregard the rules, and become an uncontrollable and huge variable.
But now it seems that this "senior" may have said he was afraid of trouble, but deep down he had the most passionate blood and spirit of a Chinese martial artist!
He doesn't act unless he's absolutely certain, but once he does, he's determined to seek justice for the entire Chinese martial arts tradition!
"A national treasure! A true national treasure!"
Li Zhenguo paced back and forth in his office excitedly. Finally, he slammed his hand on the table and gave an order to his secretary.
"Immediately! Create a top-secret file for Mr. Lin Fan with the highest authority!"
"The file code... will be 'Courtyard'!"
"Raise the security level of the 'Courtyard' to the highest level! Any attempt to investigate, contact, or harass the 'Courtyard' will be considered a top threat to national security!"
"From this day forward, he will be the pillar of our Chinese martial arts world...!"
……
Lin Fan was unaware of the enormous uproar that his actions had caused in the outside world.
He felt much better after stretching his muscles.
When he strolled back to his courtyard house, it was already getting dark.
At the entrance of the courtyard, several experienced workers in overalls were putting the finishing touches on his dilapidated gate.
A brand-new, vermilion gate, entirely crafted from rosewood and using traditional mortise and tenon joinery, has been installed.
The brass door knocker on the door was polished to a high shine, gleaming with a warm golden light in the setting sun, making it more than ten times more impressive than the previous one.
Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction; that old man Li Zhenguo was quite reliable.
He pushed open the new door and walked into the courtyard.
The moment he stepped into the courtyard.
The world fell into absolute silence once again.
That cold, mechanical voice echoed clearly in his mind.
【Ding! 】
[The system detected that the host used overwhelming force to demonstrate the might of Chinese martial arts, deterring villains and consolidating the martial arts fortune of the capital!]
[The Qi Yun Courtyard has received feedback from Qi Yun, and its repair progress has increased!]
[Special sign-in reward triggered!]
[Congratulations, host! You have obtained the "Martial Soul Golden Body" (Beginner)!]
The voice just fell.
A warm and powerful golden energy surged up from the depths of the courtyard house!
The energy was not a beam of light, but a purer, more textured flow of energy that traveled down his feet, into his limbs and bones, and enveloped and permeated his entire being!