I practice martial arts by adding skill points in modern city
Chapter 32: [029] The First Pot of Gold_2

Chapter 32: [029] The First Pot of Gold_2

After spending so many days hanging out with the big monk, Wang Longhu’s knowledge has actually increased quite a bit. He can tell at a glance whether someone is a practitioner.

A master of Internal Boxing must have restrained energy and spirit, skin like jade, and temples that bulge over an inch.

While a master of External Boxing would have muscles and bones as hard as iron, thick calluses on the hands, smoothed knuckles, and prominent cheek muscles.

Looking at Teng Qing’s extraordinarily strong arms and fat hands with calluses and slightly purple skin, it’s clear he’s been a practitioner for quite some years.

Seeing Teng Qing’s smug expression, Wang Longhu became interested.

He could even punch a two-hundred-pound sandbag into the air and has touched the threshold of achieving full Ming Jin. So if he tried brick breaking, could he manage it?

Internal Boxing refines essence into qi, and all physical strength is based on this refined energy. According to the big monk, when Ming Jin is fully achieved, a single punch can have a force of six hundred pounds—truly unimaginable.

The countryside isn’t short of bricks and stones. Using the Murong technique of turning one’s own tricks against them, Wang Longhu directly found two old bricks left over from building his grandma’s house, pulled over an old table, and set the old bricks upright in front of the screen.

"Ladies and gentlemen, though my skills are limited, today I will perform a hand brick-breaking trick for you, so everyone knows that I, Longhu, have never been weaker than anyone!"

Staring at the old bricks on the table, Wang Longhu earnestly assumed the Santi stance.

Seeing Wang Longhu actually attempt to learn breaking bricks from him, Teng Qing couldn’t help but laugh.

This wasn’t intentional ridicule but genuine laughter, considering he had practiced Iron Sand Palm for years, training regardless of weather, using medicinal wine in hot iron sand.

This is the foundation of his true brick-breaking skill; it’s not something an ordinary person can imitate.

Teng Qing, having practiced martial arts for years, has arm bones far harder than an ordinary person, comparable to iron arms without exaggeration.

Looking at Wang Longhu’s white, tender hands without any calluses, attempting to copy his brick-breaking would only result in hand bone fractures.

Pak!

At that moment, Wang Longhu struck.

Wearing newly arrived weighted gear, his punching speed was affected and not as swift as usual.

Yet, a crisp sound resounded in everyone’s ears as Wang Longhu’s Beng Fist hit the first brick, instantly severing the two upright, adjacent old bricks at the waist.

The lower half stood still on the table, while the upper half flew horizontally, landing on the ground with a thud.

Teng Qing was dumbfounded.

The 80-plus people in Wang Longhu’s live stream were also dumbfounded.

Though they didn’t understand martial arts, it was clear that Wang Longhu’s brick-breaking difficulty was far greater than Teng Qing’s.

[Ordinary Man: Good! Great punch. Mr. Longhu’s Beng Fist has truly achieved full Ming Jin. His control of inner energy has reached perfection, a master in modern times!]

[Received Douyin No. 1 x10]

[Even if I don’t understand it, the main board is certainly awesome]

[Rich Brother approves, it must be great. Well done deserves reward]

[Received Beer x1]

Yu Yongyi, holding his phone with excitement, hadn’t even napped for hours during Wang Longhu’s live stream, just kept watching.

Witnessing Wang Longhu’s intense prisoner workout shocked him immensely.

This Mr. Longhu seemed to have endless stamina, never appearing tired, not resting even once in hours.

Now, after witnessing Wang Longhu display Ming Jin, Yu Yongyi’s admiration reached its peak.

Ming Jin is rare, Dark Force is rare, Huajin may already be extinct.

In this context, seeing a Ming Jin master showcasing skills is more unlikely than seeing the richest man eating street food.

The viewers in the live stream didn’t know what they were watching, but in Yu Yongyi’s heart, it was as refreshing as eating ice cream on a summer day.

Breaking two bricks while still standing is definitely several levels harder than Teng Qing’s Iron Sand Palm axe-style brick breaking.

"Hiss, it hurts a bit." Wang Longhu looked at his reddened fingers, grimacing under the mask.

Though he had channeled his energy to his palms, in the end, he was still flesh and blood, without trained muscles, bones, or skin. Force is reciprocal, so hard smashing bricks inevitably injured him.

Quickly upgrading his basic fitness and adding potential points to his constitution, Wang Longhu felt his finger pain decrease significantly.

Seeing the live stream health bar, one Douyin No. 1 is 1000 yuan. With the 10 Douyin No. 1 gifts from Yu Yongyi, Wang Longhu’s health bar skyrocketed to 100,000 points, crushing Teng Qing’s side without resistance.

[That streamer’s room only had over 100 people. Where did he get a benefactor to give a 10,000-yuan gift? A monster this is]

[Give it up Ah Qing, you hit the iron plate this time, this PK is unwinnable]

[That opponent is level 51, dear me, that’s the highest level account I’ve seen, probably has a mine at home]

...

Facing his own stream’s comments, Teng Qing’s face turned blue, not expecting the small streamer he casually invited to be such a hard nut to crack.

Still, he pretended to be excitedly yelling, "Are there any brothers and sisters in the live stream to help? Help the little brother fill the health bar. Though the other side has a big brother, we have more people. Now there are 3,231 people in the live stream, if everyone sends a pair of sunglasses, we can overtake."

Just as he finished speaking, Wang Longhu’s health bar increased by another 100,000 points, as Yu Yongyi felt unsatisfied and gifted Wang Longhu two more carnivals.

With that, seeing the health bar, Teng Qing realized there was no chance for a comeback.

He knew well the capability of his fans, and squeezing 1,000 yuan from a PK was already quite good.

Without hesitation, he swiftly ended the stream, disappearing from Wang Longhu’s live broadcast.

Losing needs 5,000 handstands? Only a fool would waste their time doing that, I’m out of here.

Seeing Teng Qing’s quick stream exit, Wang Longhu was initially taken aback, then shook his head speechlessly.

This kind of scoundrel behavior is prevalent on Douyin live streams, some small streamers end streams when losing PKs, feeling embarrassed, not willing to accept penalties, as no one knows their identity anyway.

Unexpectedly, such a runaway act happened to him today.

However, Wang Longhu didn’t care. He didn’t intend to punish anyone, as the money was already in his account.

"PK battles are certainly profitable. Earning ten to twenty thousand yuan in a few minutes during this PK, it’s faster than a money-printing machine, who can resist this? No wonder more and more unemployed people prefer live streaming on Douyin instead of working, if it were me, I wouldn’t want to work either." Checking the withdrawable earnings from his account backend, Wang Longhu almost burst out laughing.

[Wallet withdrawable balance: 13,590]

One day! Earning thirteen thousand in one day.

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