Martial Fist: Adding Points in Dreamland

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Inside the Flame Tiger Martial Arts Hall.

On the second floor corridor, Third Elder stood beside Chen Feng.

Looking at the massive, several-meter tall manifestation of the Crimson Tiger's true intent, it hovered in the air, coldly overseeing and assuming a menacing position.

The modified human beside Xiang Jianjun wore a serious expression, with cold sweat already sliding down his face.

In this era, martial arts had declined and was gradually replaced by modification technologies and weaponry.

However, there were still some martial arts masters who existed.

Their flesh and blood strength was comparable to steel, their power like the ocean, fearless of ordinary firearms.

Under the cloak of true intent, they were unstoppable, and even a modified human at the Bronze-level would be no match, even if they had armed modules installed.

"Third Master Uncle," Chen Feng's expression was complex.

To be honest, perhaps it was because he had just entered the core of the sect not long ago.

He really hadn’t expected the Heavenly Flame Tiger Sect to do this much for him.

"We’re not dead yet," Third Elder patted his shoulder and said calmly, "If they want to touch our direct disciples, let’s see if they dare."

Roar!!!

The tiger’s roar erupted, causing the windows of the entire martial arts hall to shake.

A massive sound wave reverberated, and the Crimson Tiger’s true intent stood up, roaring in anger.

A bloodthirsty, wide-open mouth appeared in front of them, and Xiang Jianjun and the others were covered in cold sweat.

At the critical moment, a voice suddenly came from the communication module.

"Director Zhang has ordered, retreat!"

When the words landed, Xiang Jianjun felt like he had been pardoned.

"Sorry to interrupt."

"Let’s go!"

The hurried footsteps sounded, and the people from the Safety Bureau left in a disheveled state.

Looking through the window, flying cars outside slowly ascended, and drones followed suit, leaving the area.

"What’s going on?" Chen Feng asked in confusion.

Although Third Master Uncle was very strong, being above the strength of some Silver-level modified humans, the massive array from the Safety Bureau shouldn’t have withdrawn so easily.

"Heh," Third Elder gave a faint smile, as though he knew something.

"No wonder Senior Brother told me he was coming down the mountain today."

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"Old Chu, thanks," he added.

Inside a black, fast-moving sedan entering the city.

Li Tong, dressed in a red-patterned white robe, sat in the back seat, holding the phone to his ear, smiling as he spoke.

"Thanks for what? Now tell me, how are you going to thank me?"

"This time coming down the mountain, I brought that twenty-year-old Tiger Whip health wine. How about a sip tonight?" Li Tong replied with a laugh.

"Wow, you’re finally willing to part with it."

"It looks like you really care about your disciple."

Li Tong chuckled, but the voice on the other end of the phone turned serious.

"Make sure your disciple and his friends behave. I can protect him once, but I can’t do it a second time."

"Got it, got it," Li Tong smiled and nodded, saying a couple more words.

The call finally ended, and he glanced out the window.

Tall buildings receded as a flying car from the Safety Bureau passed through the sky.

"Li Shi, are we there yet?"

"Almost, Sect Leader."

Minutes later.

Inside the quiet room of the Flame Tiger Martial Arts Hall.

Looking at the slightly plump old man in a red-patterned white robe with his hands behind his back, Chen Feng's doubts were completely cleared.

"This is nothing, why worry?" Li Tong said lightly as he sat by the tea table.

Cao Tong, quick and sharp, poured him a cup of tea, while Third Elder sat nearby with his eyes closed.

"The new special representative, Chu Shihong, is an old friend of mine from when I was young."

"He’s doing well at the Provincial Federation in Yun Port now. With his involvement, you don’t need to worry about the rest," Li Tong waved his hand, taking a sip of tea.

Chen Feng listened quietly, both surprised by the man’s connections and feeling a sense of gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren’t for Li Tong’s intervention and protection, he would likely have had to flee to Nanjiang, or even be targeted by the higher-level Sky Eye for capture.

"Being a Sect Leader for so many years, who doesn’t have some connections?" Li Tong smiled.

"Focus on your martial arts. Once you enter the realm of strength, some people will come to see you."

"Also, your friend is causing quite a stir, making trouble. Try to distance yourself from him."

Li Tong gave some more serious instructions, and Chen Feng nodded in acknowledgment.

He’d have to avoid activating his Azure Armor state in the city from now on.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

"By the way, Master."

"Yesterday, people from the Heart Ape Sect contacted me, mentioning the Blood Poison Hand."

Chen Feng recounted what had happened at the club yesterday, also mentioning his connection with the Heart Ape Sect.

The atmosphere immediately became tense. Third Elder, who had been calm, opened his eyes.

"This old bastard, he dares to come back?"

His tone was cold, laced with murderous intent.

Li Tong’s smile faded slightly as he squinted his eyes.

Sensing Chen Feng’s confusion, he briefly explained the backstory.

The Blood Poison Hand, named Feng Li, had killed a true disciple of the Heavenly Flame Tiger Sect over ten years ago.

Afterward, Li Tong and Third Elder pursued him. Just as they had nearly crippled his martial arts and were about to kill him, someone suddenly appeared and saved him. Since then, his whereabouts had remained unknown.

"This guy was lucky to have survived, and his martial arts were personally crippled by me," Li Tong said, frowning. "For him to dare return now, he must have something up his sleeve."

"Hmm, Senior Brother, I think we should handle it like this," Third Elder suggested.

The two of them began discussing the matter in front of Chen Feng, while Cao Tong discreetly left the room.

The conversation continued in the room, mostly about sending people to search, with each martial arts branch stationing a true disciple to guard against any retaliation.

"Your suggestion makes sense," Li Tong said, then turned his gaze to Chen Feng.

"Heh, good disciple."

"For this matter, I’m afraid you’ll have to help out as well."

That day, Chen Feng walked out of the martial arts hall with a strange expression on his face.

Li Tong’s plan was straightforward.

The Blood Poison Hand always held grudges, and since he had enmity with him, he would surely come back for revenge.

Although they didn’t know his exact strength, the fact that he hadn’t shown up yet meant that he wouldn’t exceed the strength of Li Tong and Third Elder.

Thus, Li Tong’s plan was to lure him out.

He would fake serious injuries and make sure everyone knew about it.

That way, they could see if they could draw him out.

"These old folks," Chen Feng thought as he shook his head.

Whether it was Liu Fangming from the Heart Ape Sect, or Third Elder and Master Li Tong, he could feel some qualities in them that ordinary people didn’t have.

Suppressing his thoughts, he walked toward the parking lot.

"How did you resolve it?" Lin Hao stood next to a blue car, looking curious.

"I heard that Chu Shihong directly intervened and dismissed your suspicion, shifting the blame onto Utopia," he said.

"You’re not his illegitimate child, are you?"

With an exaggerated tone, Chen Feng gave him another deep look.

Lin Hao was quick to get this information, so his connections must be quite powerful.

"Drive," Chen Feng didn’t explain and simply got into the passenger seat.

"Tsk tsk, having a good master really makes a difference."

Lin Hao clicked his tongue enviously, then opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. He took the initiative to explain, "Chu Shihong is no ordinary special representative."

"He's quite a figure in the provincial association headquarters in Yun Port. Recently, he's gained quite a bit of favor from the provincial association president."

"Getting on this relationship, your master is no ordinary person either."

In just a few words, Chen Feng sat in the car, deep in thought.

Li Tong hadn't explained it to him this thoroughly, and his tone had been very casual.

Now, it seemed clear that getting help from such a person obviously cost quite a bit of favor.

His gaze flickered, and Chen Feng kept all this in his mind.

The vehicle continued driving, eventually arriving at the mall. After parking, they got out and headed straight to the club.

Clack, clack!

They walked into the mall and made their way toward the club. Inside, dozens of trainees were practicing punches, including Wang Cheng and five other coaches, all sweating, actively guiding the training.

"Ever since the Dongling Boxing Gym moved out, our teaching business has been doing better and better," Lin Hao said with a smile. "Now, we have nearly a hundred trainees, plus another seven or eight members like Li Chengdong and the others."

"Taking all expenses into account, we're estimated to make nearly a hundred thousand this month."

As he spoke, he mentioned the bonus distribution.

"Just exchange it all for high-grade metal for me," Chen Feng shook his head. He wasn't lacking money for now.

As a direct disciple, he could receive a regular amount from the sect, averaging around fifty or sixty thousand a month, not to mention the annual dividends from the company and other perks like special elixirs.

Li Shi had told him all this.

So, the money earned from the club would be used to exchange for high-grade metals to strengthen his Steel Bone talent.

In the future, he even planned to withdraw part of the money from the sect to use for this purpose.

"I knew you'd say that," Lin Hao grinned. "Come with me."

Chen Feng was a bit surprised, but followed him. They walked into an office in the club.

The door closed, the blinds were drawn.

With swift actions, Lin Hao went to the corner of the office, stood in front of a half-meter-sized grey-green safe, scanned his fingerprint, and opened it.

Chen Feng's eyes sharpened. Despite having sensed it in advance, he was still a little surprised.

A large oval piece of brown metal, about the size of a human head, clearly of the Bronze-grade.

"Here, this was sent last night, but you left early, so it was kept overnight."

Lin Hao grinned. Chen Feng remembered the call he received from Lin Hao last night.

He had just mentioned it in the daytime, and Lin Hao managed to get it that evening?

"And such a large piece must not be cheap, right?"

It looked ordinary, but Bronze-grade metal had a very high density and strength far beyond any ordinary steel.

Plus, it was a special material that could carry various modification modules, replacing flesh, bones, and conducting nerve unit reactions.

Conservatively speaking, this large piece was worth at least two hundred thousand.

"Tsk, it's nothing, just consider it a gift for you, my friend."

Lin Hao wanted to establish a good relationship and make a friend.

Chen Feng didn't want him to suffer any loss, so he said, "I'll make up for the difference. If it's not enough, I can deduct it from the club's next bonus."

Seeing Lin Hao's insistence, he couldn't refuse.

"Alright, then. Make sure to take it with you later."

"Okay."

Chen Feng nodded, suppressing the impulse to immediately use his Steel Bone talent.

After chatting for a while, they left the office and walked toward the club's membership area.

Clack, clack.

In the practice room, Li Chengdong and others were training according to the plan Chen Feng had given them. Some were running on treadmills for endurance, others were using dumbbells, kettlebells, and other small equipment to train their arms and legs.

Among them, Li Chengdong and Luo Yue were the most diligent, with the highest training intensity.

"You guys say, who exactly is this Blue Demon? He's terrifying, even daring to kill Zhao Jianlong?"

"Didn't the results come out already? He's from Utopia."

"Li Chengdong, Luo Yue, your families are in the association. What did they say?"

Chen Feng paused for a moment as he overheard the conversation.

Blue Demon?

Was that the title the Safety Department had given him?

"It's all Utopia's doing, don't ask anymore."

Li Chengdong's eyes flashed as he shook his head.

Luo Yue, standing next to him, had a similar expression. The two exchanged a silent understanding, as if they knew some hidden truth.

The others didn't suspect anything, until they heard footsteps.

Clack!

"Coach!"

Zhuang Xiaoqing's eyes lit up. The others, hearing her call out, looked over and greeted him one by one.

Chen Feng nodded in response. Soon, he noticed that Li Chengdong and Luo Yue were looking at him with more respect.

He didn't mention anything about it, instead checking everyone's progress and correcting their actions.

Soon, when he reached Li Chengdong's side, he lowered his voice and asked, "Coach, are you really a direct disciple of the Flame Tiger Sect?"

His tone was full of admiration. If it hadn't been for his elders mentioning it after the Safety Department's meeting, he wouldn't have realized his coach's identity was so high.

Luo Yue, standing next to him, seemed to sense something and also leaned in with an envious expression.

After all, the Flame Tiger Sect was the largest martial arts sect in Nanjiang City. They had both admired it in the past, but due to their own talent and family background, they couldn't join.

"They found out too?" Chen Feng asked in a low voice, feeling relieved.

"No, we didn't say anything," Luo Yue quickly replied.

Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction. It wasn't that he was deliberately hiding his identity, but he wanted to keep the club pure. He didn't want other members to be attracted just because of his status as a direct disciple.

This would involve the reputation of the Flame Tiger Sect, and if it were to get out, it might negatively affect the martial arts school.

Seeing that they understood, he gave them some individual guidance.

He also gave a lesson on sanda and judo to these young men and women of notable backgrounds.

By evening, after eating dinner at the club, he bid farewell to everyone, took the box with the Bronze-grade metal, and left the mall, walking to the roadside.

Under the night sky, traffic lights flashed in red and green, cars and pedestrians moved along the street.

Street lamps cast a dim yellow light. Chen Feng walked along the grayish-white pavement, passing rows of shared bicycles parked on the side.

"Coach, can I give you a ride?"

Zhuang Xiaoqing hadn't left yet. She lowered the car window and waved from inside the luxurious business car.

"No need."

Chen Feng politely refused, shaking his head.

They parted ways, and he walked along the road he had taken yesterday.

Zhao Jianlong was dead, and the Hong Guang Group had been taken over by other forces.

The destruction from the killing scene yesterday was being assessed by the Safety Department, and the new Hong Guang Group would take care of compensation.

However...

As he walked through the crowd and came to a small roadside stall, standing under a streetlamp, a plain-looking middle-aged woman was sitting on a small stool, eating lunch.

On the ground lay mats, with various hats hanging on a nearby wooden frame.

Knitted caps, hip-hop hats, and tourist hats...

"How much?"

Chen Feng picked up a duckbill cap and asked.

"Handsome guy, take whatever you want, ten yuan each."

"Alright."

He paid twenty yuan via QR code.

Ignoring the calls behind him, he put on the duckbill cap and slowly walked toward home.

The surrounding crowd brushed past, and the smell of fried food from nearby stalls filled the air.

This feeling... was finally peaceful.

(End of the Chapter)

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