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Chapter 98 - 0088 Blood Head Bodhisattva

Chapter 98: 0088 Blood Head Bodhisattva

Su District.

Beautiful Life Cosmetic Surgery Hospital.

A young male doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking refined and handsome in a white lab coat, was checking a female patient’s technologically crafted prosthetic breast. The female patient shyly said,

"Dr. Chen, are we all done?"

Dr. Chen withdrew his hand, standing with his hands in his pockets.

"Mm, it looks like the surgery was very successful."

"That’s wonderful, thank you so much, Dr. Chen."

"You’re welcome, just doing my job."

Dr. Chen took off his mask, revealing a sunny and charming scholarly smile.

"Madam, I can see into your heart, and your spirit is truly beautiful."

"Really?"

"More beautiful than the face you’ve spent millions on."

"Stop it."

"I’m not lying to you, your heart possesses the most beautiful... visage in the world."

The female patient felt as if she were floating on air, and in a daze, her thoughts traversed mountains and rivers, through ages, until she finally envisioned the ultimate visage she sought.

This visage belonged to a god!

It was breathtakingly beautiful, dreamlike and surreal, with a solemn yet seductive countenance. The deity sat smiling by the edge of a rainbow pond that seemed like a scene from paradise, surrounded by seven naked beauties, as beautiful as heavenly immortals, coquettishly lying at the deity’s feet, softly chanting an ancient tongue:

"Forget Sorrow Mother, the homeland of bliss!"

...

"Goodbye, Dr. Chen."

"Goodbye, Madam. Have faith in your beauty, treat it as a belief, and you will receive a miraculous spiritual power... Enjoy the beauty."

The female patient left happily.

Dr. Chen was left alone in his office.

He murmured to himself, as if chanting some mysterious spell, and then his hand began to virtualize, and he violently thrust it into his right chest.

His expression showed no sign of pain, as if this were an everyday occurrence. He drew out a lifelike beauty’s head, the female face was exquisitely beautiful, eyes tightly closed, with mysterious runes flashing on the surface, like some bizarre and malevolent artifact.

A voice emanated from the beauty’s head:

"Squad Leader Chen, have you exposed yourself recently?"

"I have not."

"But I’ve come across reports of suspected meddling by our organization’s Void Things."

"I’m aware, but I’m certain I haven’t exposed us... It’s all because the Blood Head Bodhisattva embryo that’s incubating went out of control and was exterminated by someone."

"You’ve been careless."

"What does catching a Void Thing have to do with Chen Yongjing, a gold-medal doctor?"

"Better safe than sorry."

"Don’t worry, I’m well hidden."

...

In the lobby of the cosmetic surgery hospital, Chen Zhen, dressed in casual clothes and wearing sunglasses, watched the beauty who came out of Dr. Chen’s office, muttering to himself in annoyance,

"Why do all these cosmetic surgeries end up looking so similar? Can’t they find more templates? This isn’t a cosmetic surgery hospital; it’s clearly a cloning base."

He followed her discreetly.

"Excuse me, miss, can I have a word with you?"

...

October 10th, training ground.

Two figures stood steadily on wooden posts, their presences clashing. One had hands pressed together, softly glowing with golden light, while the other assumed the opening stance of Swallow Return Fist.

It was none other than Wang Gang and Lu Chenzhou.

The two not only sparred and cross-trained, but also occasionally competed in martial arts. Wang Gang specialized in the "Returning Peak Fist." Inside Galaxy Martial University, a hundred schools contended, and no one form, such as Elephant Form Fist, dominated. Eight Trigrams, Tai Chi, Wudang, Shaolin, Yong Chun... everything was available.

"Returning Peak Fist" originated from the Eight Trigrams school.

This fist style involved broad and powerful movements, with continuous and flowing fist moves, like overlapping mountain ranges.

"I’m at the Sixth Rank in cultivation, Chenzhou, be careful."

Wang Gang bellowed and charged toward the wooden stake with great strides, moving like a mountain shifting across the earth!

"Bring it on!"

Lu Chenzhou was now at the peak of the Fifth Rank, just waiting to break through with the "Tiger Supreme Fist" and step into the Sixth Rank. Facing Wang Gang, he used the "Flying Swallow Sea Sweeping" routine.

Bang bang bang...

In just one second, Wang Gang threw ten punches left and right, one move following another without pause, like the ten-mile gallery of Mount Laojun - dark willows and bright flowers leading to another summit.

Returning Peak Ten Forms - Laojun’s Painting Screen.

Lu Chenzhou moved skillfully, his footsteps side-stepping three spaces on the wooden stake, then using Snake Form Body Technique to circle to Wang Gang’s side, each step solid and grounded, like a tiger digging its claws into the earth!

"Not bad footwork, let’s see how long you can last?"

Wang Gang laughed heartily and suddenly sped up.

"Mountains return and roads twist!"

He predicted Lu Chenzhou’s movement, cutting off his landing spot in advance. Sweeping his right leg, enhanced by the Iron Leg Skill, this one kick could break an oil-soaked wooden stake!

Lu Chenzhou, like a flying swallow suspended in the air, managed to stall his fall for a moment by bracing his arms against Wang Gang’s right leg and using it to leap up, flipping to his back.

"Flying Swallow Returning!"

Bang! A fierce straight punch hit Wang Gang in the back, nearly causing him to fall off the wooden stake. He slapped the column with one hand, bouncing back up. Then came Lu Chenzhou’s storm-like Black Tiger Killing Fist. Routines were not fixed; one had to adjust to the situation and switch fluidly... provided both routines were well-practiced.

"Good body technique, you’ve mastered both Swallow Form and Tiger Form."

Wang Gang took a deep breath, his palm gleaming with golden light as he struck towards Lu Chenzhou.

"I’m using the Vajra Palm now!"

A visible arc of golden light flashed, a residual image formed by the ultra-fast punch. Lu Chenzhou’s fist had just met it when he felt like he’d been struck by a heavy hammer. Wang Gang’s Qi-Blood was robust, and his cross-training was at a small success level. Lu Chenzhou was at a disadvantage in sheer strength.

Bang!

Lu Chenzhou quickly retreated, taking advantage of the momentum as Wang Gang spun like an excavator, impossible to approach within a three-foot radius without using evasive techniques. Their sparring session went on for quite a while, attracting many fellow trainees to gather around.

"Chenzhou can actually exchange blows with Wang Gang."

"His body technique is too clever. Wang Gang is unbeatable head-on, but he can’t even touch Lu Chenzhou. But wait, isn’t that Swallow Form Fist... not Tiger Form Fist?"

An instructor who taught Swallow Form Fist praised:

"Chenzhou’s Swallow Form Body Technique seems to have reached Great Success. A Swallow Form genius indeed."

Hong Fu quickly interjected:

"What Swallow Form genius? Clearly, he’s a Tiger Form genius! Chenzhou perfected the Black Tiger Fist long ago, that’s the proof... Mr. Li, don’t steal my student."

The teachers chatted and joked among themselves.

Eventually, Lu Chenzhou, unable to match the endurance of Sixth Rank, jumped off the wooden stake and admitted defeat after half an hour of gripping fight. Wang Gang was also gasping for breath. He said in a heavy voice:

"You’ve improved too fast."

Just last month, Lu Chenzhou could only withstand a few hundred moves under his hand.

"Let’s spar again when I reach Sixth Rank; we’ll continue cross-training."

Wang Gang said:

"By the way, I found a teacher for ’Iron Crotch Skill’ from our Galaxy Martial University graduates. His skill is at Great Success, so he’s more than capable of teaching us."

Lu Chenzhou asked:

"How much is the fee? I’ll transfer it to you."

"It’s not much money, don’t worry about it."

"No, let’s split it."

"Hey, how about this? Wait until I’ve practiced a bit more before I teach you. Aren’t you focusing on sprinting to Sixth Rank right now? You probably won’t have time to learn new Hard Qi Gong either."

"That works."

Wang Gang knew Lu Chenzhou’s financial situation was average and tried every way to help him save money. After all, even the external application of medicine for Hard Qi Gong cost a lot each month. He didn’t want to lose the cross-training partner he’d finally found because of money issues.

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