Chapter 48

Losing the rooftop martial arts school, the disciples of the Wing Chun school could only gather in a nearby park to practice their skills every day. However, this incident seemed to have matured Huang Liang, Xu Shichang, and others significantly.

Seeing this scene, when Jiang Chen was practicing with Yip Man, he clearly saw a smile of satisfaction on his master's face.

A martial arts school is very important to every master who establishes a school and teaches martial arts. However, compared to the school, Yip Man valued the growth of his disciples more, not just in martial arts, but also in spirit and cultivation. Only by advancing both internally and externally can one truly follow the path of martial arts.

Jiang Chen admitted that in terms of martial prowess, he could easily defeat Yip Man. However, in terms of martial virtue and cultivation, he still had a significant gap compared to his master. If Yip Man were a noble with a long lineage, then he would be like a nouveau riche who suddenly acquired great wealth.

Fortunately, after the battle in Xiangyang, the baptism of war and blood had made his character very resilient. Moreover, he had already grasped the truth of "I am the demon, the demon is me," so he could calmly absorb everything from the outside world, enhancing his abilities and cultivation.

"Master..." After finishing his practice with his senior disciple Jiang Chen, Yip Man turned to Huang Liang to guide his practice. Suddenly, Huang Liang, who was practicing, called out softly, gesturing for Yip Man to look to the side. Yip Man turned his head in confusion and saw that Hong Zhenan was sitting on a nearby stone bench, watching everyone practice Wing Chun with great interest!

Martial artists are supposed to be observant and alert, but since this was a park, it was naturally a place where people came and went. Moreover, everyone was focused on their practice, so no one noticed Hong Zhenan's arrival. Yip Man's expression changed slightly, and he patted Huang Liang's shoulder, saying solemnly, "Continue practicing." Then he walked directly toward Hong Zhenan.

"What a coincidence?" Yip Man did not immediately confront him but greeted him with a smile. However, he was also prepared to deal with any sudden attack from Hong Zhenan.

However, to his surprise, Hong Zhenan had no intention of fighting. Instead, he spoke as if chatting with a neighbor, saying, "I was just passing by."

What a good reason! Jiang Chen couldn't help but think sarcastically. After all, who would just happen to pass by their enemy's territory for no reason?

"What do you really want, Master Hong?" Yip Man put on a serious face and decided to be straightforward with Hong Zhenan.

Hong Zhenan knew he was not welcome, so he didn't beat around the bush. He took out a few tickets from his pocket and handed them to Yip Man, saying, "I have a few extra tickets. Are you interested? It's a Western boxing match."

Not only Yip Man but also Huang Liang and the others were stunned. No one expected Hong Zhenan to make such a friendly gesture. It was no wonder they were so surprised, as Hong Zhenan had been constantly opposing Yip Man and his disciples from the beginning!

Of course, the only one who was not surprised was Jiang Chen. When he entered this world, he had already received all the plot information and knew that Yip Man and Hong Zhenan would eventually become friends after several confrontations, understanding and respecting each other as heroes.

Yip Man, regaining his composure, smiled and immediately reached out to take the tickets from Hong Zhenan, accepting his goodwill.

"Goodbye!" Seeing that Yip Man had accepted the tickets, Hong Zhenan's purpose was achieved, and he immediately got up to leave. After all, he knew that the conflict between him and Yip Man's disciples was still significant. Young people have short tempers, and he didn't want any further disputes to occur.

"Master Hong, your eyes are red. Is everything okay?" Having accepted Hong Zhenan's goodwill, Yip Man naturally had to respond. However, he had no tickets to offer, so he could only show his concern in this way.

"I don't know why, but I woke up like this today. Maybe it's just liver heat. A cup of cooling tea will do the trick." Hearing Yip Man's words, Hong Zhenan felt relieved. He looked around, his gaze lingering on Jiang Chen for a moment, and said, "This place is good for teaching boxing!" With that, he turned and left without further delay.

"Master Hong has a keen eye." Watching Hong Zhenan leave, Jiang Chen couldn't help but exclaim, "I only revealed a bit of my qi and blood during my breathing, and he noticed it."

Yip Man smiled and said, "That's because you just recently achieved the transformation of strength. Once you advance further and fully master the transformation of strength, you won't have to worry about being easily seen through." He paused for a moment and then added with a sigh, "To be honest, your powerful qi and blood are something even I, as your master, envy. I'm afraid I'm no longer your match."

"Ha ha, in terms of martial prowess, you've never been my match, right?" Jiang Chen thought to himself, but he responded humbly, "Master, you're too kind. I just have the advantage of innate talent."

Indeed, although Jiang Chen had learned the true teachings of Baguazhang and Wing Chun, combining the strengths of both, his cultivation time was still too short. Compared to a national martial arts master like Yip Man, he still had some gaps. Although he was confident in his strength, he never let it lead to arrogance.

Yip Man smiled and said, "Between master and disciple, there's no need for formalities. It's a joy to see you surpass me. Go and practice. When the time comes, we'll go to the boxing match together. Although Western boxing is lacking in health preservation, it is commendable in practical combat."

"Understood, Master." Jiang Chen responded and immediately continued his practice. Unlike ancient martial arts, which have reached a bottleneck, national martial arts emphasize diligent practice, step by step, constantly refining one's strength to transform it into blood, achieving a transformation of the body and spirit, and pursuing the ultimate realm of breaking through the void and becoming immortal.

After transforming his strength into blood, Jiang Chen could clearly feel his qi and blood boiling. His Iron Palm technique had already reached its peak, and the Sakyamuni Elephant Throwing technique had also advanced to the tenth level due to the influence of his qi and blood. The Dragon Elephant Prajna technique naturally broke through its original limits, reaching the eleventh level, a realm that the Golden Wheel Dharma King had never reached.

However, for Jiang Chen, whether it was the tenth level of the Sakyamuni Elephant Throwing technique or the eleventh level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna technique, they were far from the limits of his current martial arts cultivation. On the one hand, he had only recently inherited these ancient martial arts techniques, and on the other hand, the rules of this world made ancient martial arts cultivation much more difficult. Therefore, it was already a significant achievement for him to break through using the vibration of his qi and blood.

The breakthrough in ancient martial arts increased Jiang Chen's qi and blood, which in turn enhanced his strength, making the newly formed transformation of strength even more powerful and substantial, and his combat power steadily increased.

External martial arts refine the body, transforming blood into essence; national martial arts refine strength, transforming strength into qi; ancient martial arts refine qi, transforming qi into spirit. Although they seem unrelated, they complement each other, forming a harmonious unity. Unconsciously, Jiang Chen's cultivation was undergoing a wondrous transformation through diligent practice.

To adapt to his strength, Jiang Chen practiced martial arts during the day and transformed into a black-robed Asura at night, patrolling the streets and alleys. Whether it was foreign bullies or Chinese criminals, if they encountered Jiang Chen, they were out of luck. Although he didn't kill everyone, a considerable number of people died at his hands.

Although the Hong Kong police frequently mobilized and were on high alert, they couldn't catch even a glimpse of Jiang Chen, let alone deal with him. As the name of the black-robed Asura spread, the large Hong Kong island saw a significant improvement in corruption and crime, as if it had suddenly entered an era of absolute peace.

It must be said that the deterrent power of the black-robed Asura was too strong. After all, Jiang Chen was not a police officer. He didn't care about evidence, human relationships, or background. If he found out about a crime, he wouldn't spare anyone, whether they were high-ranking officials, business tycoons, or common laborers. Among them, foreigners were the most numerous. As one crime after another was exposed, the resistance of the Chinese people against foreigners grew stronger.

The British government, of course, did not want to see this situation, so they accelerated and expanded the Sino-Western boxing matches, hoping to ease the tensions between the Chinese and foreigners through such large-scale events and consolidate their rule. However, they did not know that the foreign police inspector David, who was in charge of this match, was already on Jiang Chen's list of people to be eliminated...