Chapter 56: Anyone Who Dares to Defy Will Be Confronted

"Strike with seven parts feet, three parts fists! A leg's attack is fiercer than a fist's!"

"Your 'artistic conception' has already entered the realm of 'meditative contemplation', which is truly unexpected. It proves that your spiritual willpower is stronger than that of ordinary people!"

"Practicing martial arts is not difficult; the hard part is combat application. The execution of every single movement requires thousands of repetitions!"

"Remember, the core of martial arts lies in using your brain. You must ponder the various scenarios of explosive force. Watch me demonstrate the explosive force of the poking kick first!"

With that, Thirteenth Aunt suddenly stamped her foot and lashed out with a forward kick.

At that moment, her waist instantly twisted, her leg rising like a blade, attacking diagonally with the tip of her foot as the striking point.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out.

The wooden post was instantly split open by Thirteenth Aunt's kick, and the powerful shockwave stirred up the surrounding dust in a breathtaking display.

The wooden post had been soaked in tung oil, and its surface was wrapped with a thick layer of cotton batting to cushion the impact of explosive force.

Under normal circumstances, even hacking at it with an axe would make it very difficult to break.

However, Chen Jie did not look surprised when he saw this.

Thirteenth Aunt was a master who had reached the pinnacle of the Bronze Skin and Explicit Strength realm. If she couldn't even kick a wooden post until it split, it would severely underestimate the strength of a master at the pinnacle of Explicit Strength.

"This is the stabbing kick's point-strike application. It's neither quite a crushing blow nor a breaking blow, arriving as swiftly as an arrow leaving the string—like a blade, like a spear, like an axe, shifting unpredictably!"

Thirteenth Aunt explained the key points of legwork force generation in detail.

"Next, pay attention to the explosive force of my stamping kick."

As her voice trailed off, Thirteenth Aunt dashed forward.

Her entire body seemed to become light, agile, and fluid.

With one leg thrusting forward like a bullet leaving the barrel, she slammed heavily into another wooden post.

Boom—!

Unlike the splitting effect of the previous point-strike, this wooden post was thoroughly blown apart as if struck by a bomb, shattering instantly.

That's right, it shattered, the force manifesting as an outward shockwave.

Hiss—!

At this moment, Chen Jie couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.

Too fierce!

If that kick landed on an opponent's body, their internal organs would be completely pulverized.

For the rest of the time, Thirteenth Aunt detailed the various combat applications of the poking kick technique.

At the same time, she had Chen Jie practice and execute the moves one by one.

From then on, Chen Jie's daily training added a new item: 'combat application training'!

During the day, he practiced basic skills to enhance his explosive power.

At night, after taking medicinal supplements, he began training in 'combat applications,' delivering fierce strikes against the wooden posts while simultaneously working on his footwork.

However, completely unlike Chen Jie's training while wearing roller skates, Thirteenth Aunt had him practice his footwork by stepping on inverted porcelain bowls.

Thirty-six bowls were arranged in the pattern of a plum blossom pile.

When lifting his leg and generating force, he had to ensure the supporting foot did not exert too much pressure, or else the bowl beneath it would be shattered.

Consequently, his footing had to be light, but his leg lift had to be fierce, leaving opponents unable to anticipate the direction of his attack.

Three days later, Chen Jie felt his muscles become more toned, and his breathing transitions, in particular, became smooth and continuous in a single breath.

The ligaments in his legs grew more flexible, yet his strength became even more formidable. His strikes carried immense power, and with a casual kick, he could display the momentum of a leg rising to split the heavens!

Of course, the rapid progress in his legwork training was still thanks to Thirteenth Aunt's 'tendon-manipulating and bone-resetting' techniques, along with the 'medicinal supplements and herbal baths'!

He found that his bones were gradually growing thicker and denser than before. Although his overall body weight hadn't increased much, he had become much sturdier and brimming with strength.

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Around four o'clock in the afternoon on this day, Chen Jie finished his training and walked down West Gate Street.

He was thinking of checking on the stall owner who had sold him jade and emeralds last time to see if there was any more stock.

Having already confirmed that those jade pieces and emeralds were genuine treasures that had flowed out of the imperial palace, Chen Jie naturally didn't want to miss out.

Suddenly, a flash crossed his eyes, and he caught sight of a familiar figure walking past him, only to vanish down another alleyway.

"Eh? Liu Qi?! What is this kid up to lately? He goes out early every morning and doesn't come home until night!"

Pondering this, Chen Jie hesitated for a moment and stealthily followed behind.

A few minutes later, he drew close to a dilapidated house where more than twenty people had gathered.

In terms of age, there were youths in their twenties as well as spirited teenagers in their teens.

They were clustered together, with a few sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Judging by their expressions at the moment, they looked extremely excited, and some even gazed at Liu Qi with reverence.

Liu Qi was wearing a brand-new martial arts tunic, and on his feet were the 'anti-smash labor protection shoes' Chen Jie had given him, looking full of vigor and spirit.

Though he wasn't tall, after acquiring wealth, his overall aura had changed significantly, giving him the vibe of a 'Jianghu boss'.

At this moment, Liu Qi was heard telling the people around him:

"Brothers, this time the guys from the 'Flying Eagle Transport Agency' want to start a war with us. You just need to follow my orders!"

"Remember, this isn't a single duel; this is a gang war!"

"The moment I give the order, all of you beat them hard! If we don't kill a few of them, they'll really think our 'West Gate Transport Agency' is gutless!"

"Here are the steel sabers, iron rods, and other weapons I just bought. Everyone pick one out and see what feels comfortable!"

Clatter—!

With that, Liu Qi opened a bundle, revealing a large package of steel sabers, iron rods, axes, and other sharp weapons.

The people around him suddenly grew extremely excited.

Everyone stepped forward to pick their weapons, looking somewhat apprehensive yet immensely thrilled.

Liu Qi took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone don't be afraid. I, 'Ghost Foot Qi', have never lost a fight. Forget about the 'Flying Eagle Transport Agency'; even Fatty Dragon, the third chieftain of the Azure Garment Sect, was beaten to death by me!"

At this moment, an overbearing aura radiated from Liu Qi's entire body.

It had to be said that the imposing manner of a Bronze Skin and Explicit Strength master could indeed exert a powerful influence on those around him.

"This time we aren't fighting the 'Flying Eagle Transport Agency' for fun; we are going to completely cripple them!"

"Once we win, the 'Flying Eagle Transport Agency' will belong to our 'West Gate Transport Agency', and all their territory will be ours."

"With the Flying Eagle Agency's territory, our West Gate Agency can expand its scale once more. Not only must we gain a firm foothold on West Gate Street, but we will also dominate it!"

"As we continue to develop in the future, we won't just become the largest force in the capital; just like the Green Gang and the Hong League, we'll have branch altars all over the country!"

"When that time comes, we'll have silver as we want silver, women as we want women, territory as we want territory, and prestige as we want prestige!"

"Whoever dares to defy us, we crush them!"

Listening to Liu Qi's overwhelmingly domineering words, these spirited young men felt like they had been injected with chicken blood, soaring with excitement.

A hint of ferocity, ruthlessness, and greed flashed in their eyes, making them look like beasts transformed.

Eavesdropping from a street corner a dozen meters away, Chen Jie was dumbfounded with shock.

Damn it—!

This fellow Liu Qi is quite the wild card!

The people gathered inside the dilapidated house wore ragged clothes and clearly weren't children from wealthy families.

A few even wore clothes as blackened and grimy as beggars.

Several fellows looked like seasoned martial artists; although their kung fu couldn't compare to Liu Qi's, their strength should have broken through to the Meridian-Washing entry level.

Most of them, however, had never practiced martial arts.

Even so, one must never underestimate these impoverished folks who had never practiced martial arts.

They were people who dared to risk their lives!

Hunger could cause a person to unleash manifold strength without a single inner reservation, leaving nothing they wouldn't dare to do.

As long as someone took the lead, they would absolutely dare to raid a bank.

Whether their fighting skills were strong or not didn't matter; what mattered was the willingness to gamble their lives!

Once spirited youths found a leader, they undeniably formed a force that no one dared to take lightly.