Chapter 3

Update Time: 2012-10-11

Zhang Dong spent three days in a daze at the classroom door.

The surveillance footage of Jiang Shan's entire life had already been transmitted to the memory cells in Zhang Dong's brain, but Zhang Dong did not wake up. His facial expressions were very rich, far beyond what a person of his age should have.

Gradually, his face returned to calmness, and his eyes suddenly opened, shooting out two beams of sharp light. He said joyfully, "Very good, I haven't lost myself. I am still Zhang Dong, but I am now a different Zhang Dong, one who understands the deepest martial arts, a truly fresh-out-of-the-oven martial arts expert!"

He quickly closed his eyes again and continued to experience Jiang Shan's entire life...

After a period of reflection, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he not only understood all of Jiang Shan's martial arts but also the Sun Swallowing Divine Skill and the Maple Leaf Talisman.

The Sun Swallowing Divine Skill, in addition to a set of internal cultivation techniques and methods for absorbing others' internal energy, also included countless martial arts, hand-to-hand combat techniques, various weapon attack methods, graceful body movements, and steps, all of which were incredibly powerful.

Zhang Dong now deeply understood that most cultivation methods were from the outside to the inside, requiring several years or even decades of boxing or standing桩 (桩 means "stake" or "post," but in this context, it refers to a standing meditation posture) to cultivate internal energy, and then forming a circulation within the body to gradually deepen the internal energy.

However, the cultivation of the Sun Swallowing Divine Skill was different. It directly absorbed the energy from the universe, incorporated it into the body, and then circulated and refined it in the meridians, storing it in the dantian.

The cultivation time was also very short, only two hours every night from 11 PM to 1 AM, but the internal energy could grow rapidly.

Zhang Dong did not leave his seclusion. Apart from the fixed two hours of cultivating the Sun Swallowing Divine Skill, the rest of the time was mostly spent recalling all the martial arts Jiang Shan knew.

Twenty-eight days passed.

Zhang Dong had already cultivated some internal energy, which flowed through his meridians like warm water, making him feel incredibly comfortable and wonderful.

His martial power had already reached 51, and such a significant improvement in less than a month could not be called anything but a miracle.

Of course, this was mainly due to his rapid improvement from understanding all of Jiang Shan's martial arts. In the future, it would be much harder to increase his martial power. Although the Sun Swallowing Divine Skill was incredibly powerful, it could only increase his martial power by ten points in a month. To reach Jiang Shan's terrifying 3800 points, it would take several decades of effort.

But, can't he also absorb others' internal energy?

Zhang Dong stopped his cultivation, walked out of the secret room, and a faint smile appeared on his face. A strong sense of confidence was revealed in this faint smile, greatly enhancing his masculine charm.

When he arrived at Jiang Shan's office, he found it empty, but a noisy sound came from the training hall.

Zhang Dong followed the sound to the training hall and, at a glance, his eyes shot out a sharp light, like a sword, like lightning, but it quickly disappeared.

In the training hall, two groups of people were facing off, the air filled with a tense and deadly atmosphere.

One group was led by Chen Shanhe, surrounded by a dozen disciples and nearly a hundred students.

The other group was led by a tall, thirty-something Korean martial artist, dressed in a Taekwondo uniform, exuding a powerful aura.

Behind him stood a dozen Korean martial artists and several dozen Taekwondo students, most of whom were Chinese, with a few from other countries.

"My name is Li Chengzong, from Korea. I practice Taekwondo. I have heard that Master Chen is highly skilled and is the top expert in Chun City. I have come today to learn a few moves. Please grant me your guidance," the leader said, bowing coldly.

"Hmph, Mr. Li, is the Taekwondo school opposite my martial arts school the one you founded?" Chen Shanhe's eyes shot out a fierce light.

"Indeed. Taekwondo is one of the most powerful martial arts in the world, containing boundless mysteries. It can not only defeat enemies but also strengthen the body and improve women's figures. I welcome everyone to come and learn and practice," Li Chengzong said, looking at the more than a hundred students behind Chen Shanhe.

"Damn, he not only wants to challenge our school but also to take away our students. His intentions are truly malicious," Chen Shanhe was furious, sizing up the man to assess his strength.

"Master, let me teach him a lesson."

A thirty-something man jumped out from behind Chen Shanhe.

His name was Xue Yuan, Chen Shanhe's eldest disciple, who had practiced Chen-style Tai Chi for over twenty years, with deep cultivation and strong combat ability, not much weaker than Chen Shanhe.

"Be careful," Chen Shanhe nodded.

Everyone stepped back, revealing a large open space.

Zhang Dong, however, shook his head secretly. He had already checked the martial power of the two men and Chen Shanhe. Li Chengzong's martial power was 38 points, Xue Yuan's was 27 points, and Chen Shanhe's was 37 points.

Clearly, Xue Yuan was not a match for Li Chengzong. Only Chen Shanhe could fight him, but winning would be very difficult, as Li Chengzong's martial power was slightly higher, and he was also a decade younger with better stamina.

However, through this check, Zhang Dong made a significant discovery: all three had internal energy, otherwise their martial power would not be about thirty times higher than that of ordinary people.

Zhang Dong was about to rush over to stop Xue Yuan from fighting, but it was too late.

"Ah~"

Xue Yuan was incredibly brave, roaring as he launched the first attack. He clenched his fists, forming a Tai Chi hammer, and struck with two black shadows, the wind whistling as he aimed for the opponent's chest.

Li Chengzong sneered, took a deep breath, and met the attack with two fists.

A loud boom echoed as the four fists collided, like thunder. Xue Yuan stumbled back, trying to steady himself, but he fell and spat out a mouthful of blood, passing out.

Li Chengzong's body shook, and he took three steps back. A flush appeared on his face but quickly disappeared. He laughed, "Is this your Tai Chi school's top expert?"

Chen Shanhe was greatly alarmed, rushing over to check Xue Yuan's pulse. After a moment, he found that Xue Yuan was only injured and not in serious danger, and he was slightly relieved.

He stood up, his face filled with a fierce killing intent, but he was secretly regretful. He had not taught his disciples the most powerful techniques before, and he had no way to deplete the opponent's energy. Even if he fought now, he would likely lose, with a more than 90% chance of defeat. And if he lost, the consequences would be...

He shuddered, not daring to think further.

If life could be restarted, he would break the rule of passing on skills only to sons and not to daughters, and only partially to disciples, allowing his disciples to grow and deal with situations like this.

"Only a fight to the death, a fight where both sides are injured," Chen Shanhe made up his mind, suddenly pulling out a Tai Chi secret manual from his pocket and handing it to his eager second disciple, Wang Wangyuan. He looked at him deeply and said softly, "Study the secret techniques well with your fellow disciples. Take revenge for me in the future."

"Master~"

Wang Wangyuan knew this was his master's last words, his heart stirred, tears streaming down his face, and he called out in reluctance.

"Come on, Li Chengzong." Chen Shanhe strode forward, saying coldly.

"Chen Shanhe, I suggest you admit defeat and dissolve your martial arts school. Otherwise, you will surely suffer a crushing defeat and even lose your life," Li Chengzong sneered, continuing to undermine the morale of the other side.

"Ha ha~"

Suddenly, a thunderous laugh echoed from the entrance of the training hall, drawing everyone's attention.

The one who laughed was naturally Zhang Dong, who walked over, looking at Chen Shanhe and said, "Master, such a minor troublemaker, I can take care of him in a minute. Why should you do it?"

Chen Shanhe was taken aback and said softly, "Nonsense, step back. This is no time for jokes."

"Master, step back." Zhang Dong's right hand shot out, ghost-like, grabbing Chen Shanhe's hand. Chen Shanhe felt a powerful force, and he was forced to step back, his heart suddenly filled with fear. Heaven, he, he is actually a far superior expert to me? How is this possible?

"Who are you? Are you really Chen Shanhe's disciple?" Li Chengzong looked at Zhang Dong with apprehension and shouted.

"My name is Zhang Dong, Chen Shanhe's last disciple," Zhang Dong said coldly.

"Master must have taken him as a disciple long ago, even as his last disciple, clearly grooming him as his true successor. No wonder he never announced it," all of Chen Shanhe's disciples thought, their eyes filled with hopeful gazes.

The students were all trembling with excitement. They had already seen that the situation was dire, and no one in the Tai Chi school could match Li Chengzong. If the school was challenged and humiliated, it would inevitably have to close, which would be a huge blow to them. They were extremely hopeful for a miracle, and now, a miracle had appeared. It turned out that Chen Shanhe had kept a secret, secretly cultivating a last disciple!

"Last disciple, I think you will be the one to witness the closure of the Tai Chi school," Li Chengzong looked at Zhang Dong from all angles, finding nothing special about him, and said mockingly.

"I only need one punch, and you won't be able to get out of bed for three months, and your cultivation will drop by half," Zhang Dong said with an evil smile.

"Bullshit." Li Chengzong was furious.

"Ha ha~"

Everyone on the Tai Chi school's side burst into laughter, even Chen Shanhe straightened his chest, feeling a sense of vindication.

"Ugh~"

Zhang Dong threw a punch, the same Tai Chi hammer, striking like lightning, gracefully dodging Li Chengzong's blocking arm, and hitting his chest.

"Ah~"

Li Chengzong let out a piercing scream, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and flying back over ten meters, crashing into the martial artists and students he had brought, causing them to fly and roll on the ground.

This was the true Tai Chi hammer. One strike sent a wave of force rippling outward, and anyone or anything it touched was thrown away.

"Heaven~"

Everyone stared in shock at the dozens of people lying on the ground in pain, their mouths uttering unconscious cries of surprise.

Zhang Dong flashed forward, stepping on Li Chengzong's dantian, who was already unconscious, and secretly used the Sun Swallowing Divine Skill to absorb his internal energy. Although this person's internal energy was not deep, even a small amount was valuable, and Zhang Dong could not let it go.

"Don't kill him." Chen Shanhe was both delighted and surprised, flashing over.

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