Martial Fist: Adding Points in Dreamland

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Boom!!

On the roadside, in the woods.

The sound of fists meeting palms, followed by a muffled explosion.

The surrounding trees rustled, and the ground sank as if a strong wind had passed through.

"Tsk tsk, what great strength."

"Born with divine power, no wonder that old man Li Tong took you as his disciple."

Blood Poison Hand, Feng Li, still stood in place, using a single palm to block Chen Feng's punch.

As their eyes met, he sneered, and his blood-red energy suddenly burst, covering his entire body.

The faint smell of blood wafted through the air, signaling the impending danger. Behind them, Wu Shuang's face tightened in disbelief.

"Inner and Outer Unity!?"

Hadn’t he been crippled by the sect leader ten years ago?

How could he have recovered his strength?

As the thought flashed, Feng Li's left palm, stained with an eerie blood color, suddenly slammed towards Chen Feng's chest.

Wu Shuang inwardly cursed and gritted her teeth, charging forward while urgently shouting, "Junior Brother Chen, dodge!"

Boom!!

Flames erupted.

A deep crimson covered Chen Feng's arms in an instant.

His pupils shrank, and a deep murmur echoed.

"Flame Blast Style."

Boom!!

The fists collided, and their energies exploded.

The powerful impact shattered the soil and leaves, and Feng Li’s left arm attack was momentarily blocked. His brows furrowed, surprised.

"Inner Strength?"

Hadn’t this kid only just started training?

With the sound of hurried footsteps, Wu Shuang, who had rushed forward, was equally stunned.

But she knew there was no time for shock. The priority was to send for reinforcements from the sect and stall Feng Li.

"Sister Wu, just guard the flank."

A deep voice rang out, and a tall, muscular figure suddenly trembled.

Boom! Bang!!

The powerful force sent Feng Li stumbling backward.

Wu Shuang had yet to fully react when she saw the tall figure’s energy shift. The rosy skin that had been exposed quickly turned a deep bronze.

Swish!!

The figure blurred, moving like an afterimage, with both arms glowing in crimson.

Chen Feng grinned fiercely, stepping forward with lightning speed, his left palm swinging through the air.

Tiger Roar Style!

Boom!!

Palm against palm, a fierce rebound surged.

Feng Li's feet moved, crushing dry leaves, and he suppressed the impact, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"He even practiced the Bronze Statue Technique?"

"Looks like I really found the right person this time. As long as I cripple this kid…"

Snap!!

A whip-like kick exploded in the air.

Chen Feng went all out, his right leg sweeping through the air like a concrete pillar, interrupting Feng Li’s unfinished words.

Boom!

Energy collided, hands and legs crashing together.

The blood-red energy burst out, and Feng Li’s eyes grew dark with irritation as he took the powerful whip kick with a single palm.

"These young ones are really hot-headed," he thought. "Not even letting me finish my sentence."

Buzz!!

With the sound of a punch cutting through the air, Feng Li’s thoughts were once again interrupted by a fierce barrage.

Blood surged through his body as Chen Feng suddenly felt a rush of excitement.

Through his senses, he could tell that Feng Li was very strong.

Stronger than Wu Shuang, and all the elite disciples of the Heavenly Flame Tiger Sect.

In fact, he was almost on par with a silver-grade cyborg without weapon modules—just as powerful as the black-faced spider he had killed yesterday.

And such a formidable opponent...

Chen Feng's right arm gathered a deep crimson energy as the Flame Blast Style flared once more.

Chen Feng was thoroughly satisfied!

Boom!!

The energy exploded, and Feng Li’s eyes darkened further.

Blood Poison Hand Feng Li once again used a single palm to block Chen Feng’s lethal strike, showing annoyance and mockery.

"Ten years without walking the martial world, and a mere first level of Inner Strength dares to challenge me?"

His voice turned cold, and the next moment, he thrust his palm forward, ripping through the air with such speed that it left behind an afterimage. It slammed into Chen Feng’s chest.

Boom!!

The shockwave exploded, the ground beneath them sinking several inches.

His grey robe ripped apart, revealing ragged cloth fluttering in the wind.

Behind them, Wu Shuang's face turned pale, seeing the blood-red energy gathering on Chen Feng's chest, so thick it looked like fresh blood.

"Kid, remember this."

"This palm…"

Crack, crack, crack!

Bones grew, muscles expanded.

The grey robe tore apart inch by inch, and a two-meter-tall giant blocked all the light in the forest.

"Are you trying to scratch an itch for me?"

Chen Feng said coldly, suddenly charging forward with a headbutt.

Boom!!

A white streak appeared on Feng Li’s forehead as he stumbled backward, a cracking sound following the impact.

Chen Feng stepped forward, hands covered in flames, launching a powerful punch.

Buzz!!

The veins on his fists bulged as they stirred up a fierce wind, causing the temperature around them to rise rapidly.

It felt as if flames had erupted, burning intensely.

But surprisingly, Feng Li, who had been stumbling backward, suddenly steadied himself, unleashing another palm strike.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!

The two exchanged punches and palms, the forest around them turning into a blur of blood-red and deep crimson shadows.

Wu Shuang, who had been guarding the flank, was petrified.

Breaking through the first level of Inner Strength in such a short time was already impressive.

But to be able to fight evenly with Feng Li, who had reached the third level of Inner and Outer Unity?

Boom!

Another clash of fists.

The ground cracked and Chen Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Something’s not right."

He carefully studied Feng Li’s head.

He had clearly landed a hard blow on his skull, hearing a crack, but now it appeared there were no injuries?

There was no sign of any drop in his energy either.

However, Feng Li was the one who was truly alarmed.

"This kid's head is so hard."

Feng Li’s gaze darkened as he stared closely at Chen Feng.

The white mark had disappeared as if everything that had just happened was a mere illusion.

Something felt off, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was.

Buzz!

In an instant, Chen Feng’s next punch came at him.

His face darkened, and a murderous intent surged, his voice cold.

"Get lost!!"

He pushed both palms forward, unleashing a tidal wave of blood-red energy from his hands, forming a column of air that surged forward without stopping.

Boom!

The violent force exploded, ripping through the air faster than a bullet and slamming into Chen Feng’s chest.

The powerful shockwave felt like a dragon serpent entering his body.

Whoosh!! Whoosh!!

Chen Feng's legs slid back, carving a seven or eight-meter-long mark in the earth, the surrounding grass twisting and breaking as it mixed with the dirt.

Behind him, the massive trees crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

"Breaking through the air with energy—this is what Inner and Outer Unity is?"

Chen Feng sank several inches into the ground but quickly stabilized himself.

Looking down, he saw a blood-red palm print on his chest.

Tiny blood vessels had ruptured, and a few droplets of blood seeped out.

It felt as if he had been hit by a sniper bullet—too fast for him to activate his Steel Bones defense in time.

"Just a scratch?"

Feng Li narrowed his triangular eyes, frowning slightly. He hadn’t expected the opponent's physique to be this strong.

After all, this attack could shatter bronze-grade metal, and even with the Bronze Statue Technique, it shouldn’t have been like this.

Something felt off. Feng Li's eyes flickered.

Suddenly, he recalled the hardness of Chen Feng’s skull and the immense strength.

"Born with an invincible physique?"

A thought suddenly struck him. His face froze, followed by a sinister look of vengeance.

"Hahahahaha! Li Tong!!"

"What a born invincible physique! Even if I die today, I’ll cripple your disciple!"

As his words fell, his energy shifted.

With a whoosh, Feng Li stomped the ground and shot forward, the earth beneath him exploding.

He appeared in front of Chen Feng in an instant, immediately unleashing palm strike after palm strike.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Each palm was near four tons of force, quick and overwhelming, like a serpent attacking.

Chen Feng’s speed slightly lagged, and he could only barely keep up.

Dust filled the air, and trees around them were shredded by the force of the palm strikes, splinters flying everywhere!

Wu Shuang, recovering from her shock, hesitated before charging to help.

But the next second.

"Don't interfere!"

Chen Feng’s low, almost scolding voice rang out.

He had no intention of ganging up on someone, and he didn’t think Feng Li required him to break his principles!

Boom!!

Another palm struck Chen Feng’s chest, the bronze-colored skin flashing.

The shockwaves surged through him, but Feng Li’s eyes became even more vicious, pushing back the discomfort with his thick energy and fully unleashing his power.

"Congratulations. You've successfully angered me."

Chen Feng's gaze was cold, his tone low.

Feng Li frowned slightly, suddenly feeling an additional cold and hard sensation beneath the blood-colored force in his palm.

Immediately after, a hum sounded.

The air vibrated, and the muscular arm suddenly grew even thicker.

It was like waves surging, or like rocks rolling.

With a swish!

At the moment of his force explosion, Chen Feng remained still and launched an explosive punch!

Boom!!

The form of a giant tiger overlapped with the explosive punch!

A punch with over five tons of force.

Charging from his waist, it struck directly at Feng Li’s abdomen. Feng Li's eyes widened, blood vessels bulging.

His body curled up like a shrimp, and the next second, he flew backward with a whoosh, smashing through one tree after another.

Tch tch tch tch tch!

The rapid footsteps rang out as Chen Feng, bare-chested, moved like a fierce tiger, leaving afterimages, chasing after the retreating Feng Li.

Crack!

A one-meter-thick green tree was smashed apart. Chen Feng reached Feng Li’s side, and the two appeared as if crossing each other like a cross.

The steel bones in his chest quietly vanished again, and his right arm’s muscles swelled.

Boom!

It was like a steel rod smashing down, followed by the cracking sound of bones.

The momentum of Feng Li’s backward flight was forcefully interrupted. He fell from mid-air, landing on his back and crashing into the ground.

Boom!!

The ground shook, and the soil churned, creating a massive pit.

Chen Feng’s legs dug into the earth like plows, forcing him to stop. His arms were as thick as concrete pillars, his fingers tightly clenched as he delivered continuous punches!

Boom boom boom boom boom!

One punch after another landed, each strike sinking deeply.

Blood splattered, clothes ripped apart.

Feng Li’s chest, like mush, tumbled as his spine cracked.

Shock! Astonishment!

He never imagined the opponent’s strength would reach this level.

Over five tons?

And this was just the first stage of the Inner Strength?

“No, I’ll die like this!”

A shocking thought flashed through his mind. He could no longer care about anything else and hurriedly used his last trump card.

"Hmm?"

Chen Feng’s gaze sharpened as he detected an unusual fluctuation from within Feng Li’s body.

Somewhat familiar?

Boom!

He punched again, crushing Feng Li’s breastbone completely.

But the next second.

A wave of black power erupted from within Feng Li, like thin serpents connecting all his flesh and bones, forcibly healing his injuries.

In an instant, the familiar fluctuation appeared.

"Serpent Spirit Power!"

Chen Feng's eyes lit up. He had finally noticed what was wrong.

Looking further, Feng Li’s pupils rapidly changed, resembling snake-like vertical slits.

The skin on his body began to form dense black dots, like scales growing from beneath his flesh.

“Kid, I’m not only going to cripple you!”

“I’ll also cut off your head and use it as a trophy tonight...”

A cold voice rang out. Feng Li glared at Chen Feng, ready to strike.

Boom!!

The fist descended once again, but this time, there was something different.

Small white dots, like sharp spikes, appeared at the knuckles of Chen Feng’s fist, wrapped in force, and extremely hidden.

Whoosh!

Flesh was torn, and bones cracked.

Feng Li’s eyes widened. Chen Feng again coldly hurled his fist.

Heal your injuries?

Then I’ll keep hitting until you run out of power!!

Boom boom boom boom boom!!

The dull sounds of fists landing echoed as blood exploded everywhere.

Wu Shuang, who had always maintained a calm demeanor, opened her mouth in shock but could not make a sound.

Tch tch!

Until the sound of footsteps quietly rang out.

A figure in a gray-white robe appeared from the forest behind, and Wu Shuang finally snapped back to reality.

"Little Master Uncle?"

She was somewhat surprised; had the mountain gate’s support arrived so quickly?

"I’ve been here the whole time."

Li Chenye had a cool temperament, his eyes narrow like phoenixes.

"Now it seems, Junior Brother Chen can handle it himself."

"Impressive, a born tyrant’s bone, to reach this level."

He stood quietly, his gaze subtly shifting.

Looking at the black power healing Feng Li, his eyes deepened.

Wu Shuang felt something in her heart, perhaps the mountain gate had anticipated the Blood Poison Hand's assassination attempt.

Boom!

Finally, the sound of fists landing echoed again.

Suppressing her thoughts, Wu Shuang glanced at the fallen Feng Li, his breath weakening, and the black snake-like power rapidly dissipating.

Finally, with a crack.

Feng Li's head was brutally smashed open, blood spilling out, staining the dirt and grass.

[Fear +1!]

[Fear +1!]

[Fear +1!]

"Blood Poison Hand?"

"Nothing special."

Ignoring the terrified look in Feng Li’s bloodshot eyes, Chen Feng stomped on his head.

With a burst of brute strength, his bones shook.

Boom!!

White bones and blood exploded, scattering everywhere.

An invisible force was drawn from Feng Li’s body and quickly merged into the black lines in Chen Feng’s right palm.

[Serpent Spirit Power: 25/100]

The prompt appeared, and Chen Feng’s perception showed that Feng Li's breath had completely dissipated.

Blood stained the ground, his torn clothes and sunglasses covered by the churned dirt.

Upon further inspection.

He saw a small, black object the size of a fingernail where Feng Li’s heart should have been, looking like some kind of power crystal.

Crack!

As if all power had been drained.

In less than half a second, the crystal shattered into dust.

"So, it's a Divine Power Crystal."

Li Chenye had somehow appeared beside him. Chen Feng, however, was not surprised.

His plan to go up and down the mountain had always been part of the plan.

Rather than the appearance of Li Chenye, he was more curious about the term used earlier.

"Divine Power Crystal?"

"Yes."

Li Chenye nodded lightly and waved his hand, causing the crystal dust on the ground to automatically gather into his hand.

The phantom of the red tiger appeared behind him. Chen Feng knew this was some force forcibly merging, not true recovery.

"Something from the Cult of the Evil God. It’s rumored to be a power crystal left by some evil gods."

"This one should be from the Serpent Spirit Sect."

As he finished speaking, the crystal quickly turned into dust again and slipped from his fingers.

Chen Feng was puzzled.

"So, the Blood Poison Hand joined the Serpent Spirit Sect?"

"Not necessarily."

Shaking his head, Li Chenye seemed to remember something.

(End of the Chapter)

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