Chapter 34

Don't think that just because you're from a martial arts family, I have to indulge you! I'm not your parents; I won't tolerate your rebellion!

Wang Ge wasn't worried about Iron Fish seeking revenge. Although his kick was heavy, he used his strength very skillfully, breaking a few of Iron Fish's ribs but not killing him.

A little injury like this could be treated with some money, and Wang Ge didn't believe Iron Fish would cry to his parents about it.

For a descendant of a martial arts family to go to an underground boxing ring and get beaten half to death, this wasn't even embarrassing enough.

Otherwise, Iron Fish wouldn't have worn an eye mask like Wang Ge, just to avoid being recognized.

Although the Twelve Routes Tan Leg was a unique martial technique of the Tan family, it wasn't exclusive to them. As long as he covered his face, who would know who he was?

This was one of the reasons why Wang Ge and Curly Hair speculated that he was from the Tan family.

"Great King! Great King! Great King..." When Wang Ge kicked Iron Fish away, the entire venue erupted. Previously, when they saw him and Iron Fish stop fighting and start chatting, the spectators were all furious, but when they saw Iron Fish crash into the wall like a cannonball, they all went wild.

They instantly forgave Wang Ge for his earlier hesitation and chatting, but Wang Ge didn't forgive them. He still walked back to the boxer's lounge with a poker face after the referee announced the winner.

Iron Fish, with a twisted face, got up and slunk away like a stray dog, hugging the wall.

No one knew who he was, and no one cared. At this moment, he was a forgotten nobody, only remembered as a foil to Wang Ge.

Great King is usually very calm, why was he so impulsive today! While everyone was cheering, Curly Hair frowned, worried about Wang Ge.

He decided to have a good talk with Wang Ge when he saw him. But just as he was about to leave, he was surrounded by a few underlings.

"Too cool, Boss!" White Hair and Little Braid, who had won money, hugged Curly Hair tightly: "Brother Great King is invincible! Boss is wise and valiant!"

These idiots, haven't they ever won money before... Curly Hair was speechless, but then suddenly remembered—no! I bet on it too!

He had been too nervous about Wang Ge during the match and had forgotten about it.

"Hey—hey—" Curly Hair, overjoyed, jumped up in the crowd and waved at the service lady: "Mine, mine... I bet ten thousand..."

"Great King? Great King, you—really are here!" Curly Hair burst into Wang Ge's lounge. The lounge for C-level boxers was much simpler than that for B-level boxers, but it still had a small training room.

Curly Hair, who knew the password, came in directly. Although he didn't see Wang Ge, he heard the sound of training coming from the training room.

"Great King, you were really impulsive today, which isn't like you..." Curly Hair said as he pushed the door open, then was stunned. He saw Wang Ge kicking the hanging sandbag in the training room, each kick faster than the last. The leather sandbag, though hit with great force, remained motionless, making a "thud" sound.

This isn't scientific!

Curly Hair's mouth dropped open. The "thud" sound indicated great force, but such a powerful strike should have sent the sandbag flying. Why was it motionless?

He was stunned for a moment, then realized. It was because Wang Ge's kicking speed was so fast. After his first kick, the sandbag should have flown backward, but Wang Ge quickly kicked the back of the sandbag, making it bounce forward. Then, as Wang Ge flipped, he kicked the sandbag again...

So it wasn't that the sandbag was motionless, but that Wang Ge's control of force, timing, and angle was perfect, maintaining the balance of the leather sandbag.

Suddenly, Wang Ge kicked the sandbag into the air, and it hit the ceiling with a "boom."

A mistake? No, a misstep? Just as this thought crossed Curly Hair's mind, he saw Wang Ge do a handstand, head down, feet up.

With a powerful push from his hands, he applied a spinning force, and his body rapidly spun upward!

One foot curled, the other straightened, pointing upward like an arrow!

Due to his rapid spin, the straightened foot looked like a drill. Curly Hair was stunned, feeling a sense of familiarity.

The leather sandbag, after hitting the ceiling, rebounded with greater force, and just as Wang Ge shot upward, his arrow-like foot pierced through the leather sandbag!

"Boom..."

Curly Hair was stunned, watching the sandbag be completely drilled through vertically, with a large amount of filler material flying out like confetti. The sandbags for boxers were specially made, not like the ones in gyms that fooled white-collar workers.

The leather of the sandbag was made from mutant animal skin, filled with wood shavings and iron sand, weighing 200 kilograms!

Regardless of the weight, the mutant animal skin was extremely tough. It was almost impossible to break it under normal circumstances, and Curly Hair had never done so.

But he never expected Wang Ge to burst it, what a tremendous force! Curly Hair was stunned, then suddenly realized that Wang Ge's current move was very similar to the Twelve Routes Tan Leg he used against Iron Fish!

The only difference was that Iron Fish had drilled through the silver sandstone floor from above, while Wang Ge drilled through the sandbag from below!

But this was very misleading. If Curly Hair hadn't just seen the fight between Iron Fish and Wang Ge, he wouldn't have thought it was a slight modification of the Twelve Routes Tan Leg.

Curly Hair estimated the leather sandbag and silently gave Wang Ge a thumbs up.

"What's up?" Wang Ge flipped and jumped up, shaking his head, with wood shavings falling out of his hair.

"This must be at least the strength of a Level 10 life form, Great King. I didn't expect your compatibility with the Twelve Routes Tan Leg to be so high!" Curly Hair said admiringly. The lounge was soundproof and had no surveillance, so he dared to speak directly.

"Compatibility is just so-so, and I only learned the form." Wang Ge shook his head, unsatisfied: "It's because I'm already strong. You forgot that my strength is at Level 8?"

"That's still impressive!" Curly Hair pushed Wang Ge's head, angry: "To learn it secretly to this level, how are we supposed to live?"

Wang Ge laughed: "Right, what were you going to say?"

"I said you were too impulsive!" Curly Hair remembered why he came, angry: "You've learned it to this level, don't tell me you didn't know that guy's background. He's definitely from the Tan family, maybe even a direct descendant. You injured him, aren't you asking for trouble?"

"If I injured him, it's trouble for me." Wang Ge raised an eyebrow: "But if he killed me, wouldn't I have died in vain?"

Curly Hair was speechless, his mouth twitching, but he couldn't say anything.

He wasn't indifferent to Wang Ge's life, but his small-time mentality still prevailed. Although he was a thug, he had an instinctive fear of those from prestigious families, thinking they were superior and he was inferior...

Wang Ge also came from a humble background, but he was not inferior in spirit and had his own ideas. So, even though Curly Hair was stronger, he always followed Wang Ge.

"It's fine, didn't you see him wearing an eye mask?" Wang Ge patted Curly Hair's shoulder, smiling: "He definitely doesn't want his identity exposed, so he can only take the loss silently. Those martial arts families are proud and can't tolerate their descendants fighting in underground rings. If he tells anyone about today, he might be the first to suffer."

"That's true..." Curly Hair blinked: "I haven't seen any family descendants fight in underground rings, either they don't or they hide their identities. So, it's fine to injure that guy?"

"It should be fine, do you have anything else?" Wang Ge chuckled: "Go help me notify someone to clean up and replace the sandbag?"

"Why don't you go?" Curly Hair rolled his eyes.

Wang Ge patted his head, and wood shavings fell: "I need to take a shower first. You're not going to let me go out like this, are you?"

Curly Hair was speechless. It seemed that since childhood, he had always been at Wang Ge's beck and call, rebelling countless times but always being suppressed.

The next day, there was no boxing match. Wang Ge planned to go to South Mountain to hunt insect beasts, but he changed his mind after casually checking the bounty tasks.

Near the Mountain City base, one "Fei Peng Grass."

Reward: 50,000 Solar Coins.

Wow! An astronomical number! Wang Ge couldn't believe his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, one zero, two zeros, three zeros, four zeros, really 50,000 Solar Coins!

Who would offer such a high price? Wang Ge couldn't help but exclaim, checking the task poster, which wasn't anonymous but showed "Mountain City Ye Family."

No wonder—Wang Ge immediately felt it was reasonable. The Mountain City Ye Family was the top family in the Mountain City base.

It was said, just said, that the Ye Family could even influence the decisions of the Mountain City base governor!

If it was the Ye Family, it wasn't surprising.

Songla Mountain had no insect beasts or demon insects, much safer than Sifeng Mountain, so the herbs Wang Ge dug before were not expensive.

Of course, this was also related to the herbs Wang Ge dug before being relatively common. The Fei Peng Grass sounded very unfamiliar.

Due to the nuclear war, herbs had mutated, changing significantly from ancient times.

So, the Federation collected and reorganized the mutated herbs, compiling a new "Compendium of Materia Medica," abbreviated as "Herb Encyclopedia."

Wang Ge, who had long been secretly digging herbs, was familiar with various mutated herbs, but he was unfamiliar with the name Fei Peng Grass.

So, Wang Ge immediately searched online with his communication watch, but found very little information about Fei Peng Grass, and the few words available seemed unreliable...

[Because of a toothache, my face is swollen like Guo Degang, Wang Pao tearfully requests recommendations~]

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