Cao Tong was planning to tell him about this anyway, and he conveyed truthfully, "It started with an argunt, then they ca to blows, under the noble pretense of wanting to spar with the Sect Leader. However, Little Master Uncle learned of the news and returned to the Mountain Gate last night."
"Seems like so kind of agreent was reached; anyway, those three True Inheritors of the Songhe Style were taken away."
"Moreover, I heard that sothing else happened..."
Cao Tong deliberately held back, piquing Chen Feng’s interest.
"What happened?"
"That guy who was pointed out that day, Jiang Yuan...suddenly died inexplicably at the Songhe Style’s Mountain Gate the night before."
Frowning upon hearing this, Chen Feng was sowhat surprised.
"Because it was so strange, there’s been so disagreent within the Songhe Style. So said that it was our foul play, and others speculated there might be a third party causing trouble."
"Anyway, there’s sothing odd about this situation..."
Cao Tong scratched his head, unable to figure it out, while Chen Feng pondered, feeling there might be so kind of conspiracy targeting the Fla Tiger Sect.
Several guesses arose in his mind, but soon there was a knock at the door, interrupting his thoughts.
"Big senior brother, soone’s looking for you."
Chen Feng raised an eyebrow, and imdiately expanded his Perception.
He quickly identified the person’s identity.
"Wang Hanwen?"
Sowhat surprised, he followed his Perception and saw a young girl with thick glasses sitting in the guest area on the first floor of the Martial Arts Hall.
Wearing a gray woolen coat, jeans, and flat shoes.
Beside her were several bags of nutritional supplents, including a large box of Superman brand Energy Bars.
Guessing the reason for her visit, Chen Feng checked his phone.
As expected, because he had set Wang Hanwen’s social dia ssages to ’Do Not Disturb’.
He hadn’t noticed her ssages at all.
Several inquiries, all expressing gratitude, asking where he was and if she could invite him for a al.
After pondering for a mont, he finally opened the chat box and asked Lin Hao.
[Lin Hao: Hehe, how did you know it was who told her?]
[I had no choice, this person ca directly to the club, asking for several days now, she seems quite sincere...]
Shaking his head, Chen Feng had a better understanding of Wang Hanwen’s character.
Sowhat stubborn, if he didn’t et her, she would probably keep visiting.
"Let her in."
He put away his phone and instructed the disciple who had co to inquire.
"Yes, big senior brother."
The disciple at the door quickly went downstairs, and in a short while, with the tap-tap of footsteps, Wang Hanwen, wearing a gray woolen coat, appeared.
Carrying a box of gifts, she seed a bit strained.
But her expression was more awkward and anxious.
"Chen, Chen Feng."
She had heard the term ’big senior brother’ used at the Martial Arts Hall and wasn’t sure how to address him.
"Have a seat."
Chen Feng instructed soone to serve tea and stood up to take the gifts, "Thank you."
"No, no, I should be the one thanking you... You’ve saved twice now."
Wang Hanwen accepted the tea with a constrained manner, continuing to express her gratitude.
Chen Feng nodded in acknowledgnt, answering with brief politeness. Cao Tong left the room with a suppressed laugh, feeling that it was rare to see Chen in such a situation.
"You’re really amazing, I’ve heard they’re now calling you the big senior brother."
"But don’t worry, I definitely won’t blab in the classmates’ group, you’re so low-key after all..."
Wang Hanwen rambled on with topics of her own, getting quieter as she went on, realizing that Chen Feng wasn’t too interested in a deep conversation.
"I’ll be leaving now, thank you, Chen Feng."
"Mhm."
Chen Feng stood up, escorting her to the door.
"Good luck, you’re going to be even more amazing."
The girl in the gray coat suddenly turned back and said, then her face blushed as she quickly left.
Silent for a mont.
Chen Feng finally glanced up at the blue sky.
A flock of birds flying southward.
Yet a single black bird left the flock, soaring higher and higher, crossing the horizon.
...
Bang!!
Two days later.
In the Martial Arts Training room of the Martial Arts Hall, the dull sound of sticks hitting flesh echoed.
Continuing incessantly for over an hour.
Until at last, more than a dozen Core Students, their arms and legs sore and throbbing with pain, left one after another.
Chen Feng thanked them for their hard work and ended the training session.
[Copper Statue Technique: Copper Bone (89%) ]
He glanced at the Skill section of his panel, his half-naked, muscular body slightly moved, his skin as hard as copper and iron.
His gaze shifted downwards as Chen Feng looked at the progress of other True Skills.
[Red Tiger Strength: Burning Mountain (41%) ]
[Ten Thousand Refining Gang: Hundred Refinents (46%) ]
The fourfold decomposition of Extre Martial only increased the progress of Burning Mountain by 40%.
As for the Ten Thousand Refinents, its speed had also slowed down.
[Extre Martial: 2]
[Breakthrough: 4]
The dream realm sweeping gains were average over the past two days; after exhausting the boost from the Ten Thousand Refinents Gang, only four portions of the Breakthrough Light Group remained.
"Breaking through to True Intent is my current top priority; these two Extre Martial should be reserved for boosting the Red Tiger Strength."
"As for the breakthrough..."
After a mont of contemplation, Chen Feng’s gaze returned to the Copper Statue Technique.
He had originally planned to make a breakthrough by relying on hitting training combined with the secret dicine.
But unfortunately, perhaps due to a resistance issue, the progress of the Copper Statue Technique gradually slowed down.
Moreover, the Martial Arts Tournant was about to start, and he was soon to set forth, needing to handle related matters in advance.
So...
"There’s nothing to hesitate about."
Upgrade!
Hum!
The last four portions of the breakthrough disappeared, and countless perceptions flooded in.
It was the pain and tornt of being struck by the steel rod over and over again, the profuse sweating in the chilly autumn wind.
All the strength coursed in, secretly transforming muscle, bone, and flesh.
Until the very end.
[Copper Statue Technique: Copper Statue!]
Crack crack crack!
At the mont of successful breakthrough, bones within the body suddenly made an odd noise.
There weren’t any changes in physique, as if so force continually compressed the bones, making them more solid and firm.
In an instant, four-dinsional attributes automatically appeared, with each value rapidly increasing.
[Strength: 22.7→24.5]
[Agility: 20.8→22.0]
[Constitution: 28.8→31.3]
[Will: 24.1→25.6]
"7 point increase in attributes."
Chen Feng clenched his fists tightly, his muscles and bones emitting a cracking sound.
He could clearly feel that his constitution had beco much stronger.
Even in a normal state, he was now comparable to silver steel, not inferior to Transford People at all.
Thanks to this, as well as the enhancent from the Steel Bone Talent.
Even if the Copper Statue Technique wasn’t good at increasing strength, it had still added another five hundred kilograms to his Qi.
One punch, two and a half tons.
If he were to activate the Giant Tiger Form, or even use the Blast Punch,
It would approach ten tons!!
This was the extre limit for most practitioners at the True Intent Level.
"There’s also... the Rebound Force."
With closed eyes, Chen Feng could sense a mysterious feeling had been added to his body.
His bones took on an ancient bronze hue, with a hint of dark gold.
For a general perfect Copper Statue Technique, a thirty percent rebound would be the limit.
But because of the Steel Bone Talent’s enhancent, he possessed a full forty percent!
Chen Feng felt an inexplicable strong confidence.
If an ordinary practitioner at the Entry-level First and Second Layers were to confront him,
Even without fighting back, he could injure them with the rebound, exhaust them to death!
Crack!
He moved around to get used to the changes in his muscles and bones.
Continuous crisp sounds arose, and Chen Feng had never felt such self-confidence and strength as in this mont.
Buzz buzz!
Just then, the phone vibrated, a ssage notification appeared.
With clear perception, he looked towards the outside of the Martial Arts Hall.
A black Feichi brand business car was quietly parked at the road side, his master Li Tong sat in the back seat, resting with eyes closed.
Zhao Tingxiao, who was also returning to the Mountain Gate, was in the car as well, occasionally looking towards the Martial Arts Hall.
The Fourth True Inheritor Lin Xiaoyun and the Fifth True Inheritor Zhao Jushan got out of the car together; one plump dressed in a cheongsam long skirt, the other wearing a gray sleeveless hoodie, tall and burly.
Many of the Martial Arts Hall students were puzzled but still approached respectfully.
The sound of talking entered his ears, Chen Feng understood and didn’t delay further.
He put on a well-fitting black short-sleeve and an overcoat.
Step!
He stepped out of the Quiet Room, and amid respectful greetings, he walked towards the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall.
"This journey won’t be so peaceful."
"The Fla Tiger Sect’s reputation... is in your hands now."
The Third Uncle appeared at an unknown ti, wearing a gray ancient-style long robe, standing at the entrance.
His slender face and murky eyes.
Eyes eting, seeing the Red Tiger Illusion coiled behind him, he looked into those vertical pupils with a hint of expectation.
Chen Feng paused his steps and nodded in silence.
"Alright."
As his words fell, they passed by each other.
Greeted by the respectful calls of the two True Inheritors, he stepped into the car, sitting next to his master Li Tong.
"Are you ready?"
"Leave it to ."
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