Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Tiger’s Finger _1
Chen Youtie, once firmly on his feet, did not rush to launch a second strike.
In order to hide his embarrassment, he mocked with a contemptuous chuckle.
"Heh! Not bad, kid! Those last two punches, although I only put forth a tenth of my strength, you actually managed to catch them? At your age, that’s quite impressive. I cherish talent, which is why after we exchanged blows, I immediately withdrew my power and voluntarily took a few steps back, to avoid hurting you.
If you kneel down and admit your mistake now, I can consider giving you a chance to become a disciple of Tiezhong Martial Arts Hall. As for your wife, once my son is bored with her, I can ask him to give her back to you. A woman, hmph, letting another man play with her won’t break her! Besides, you can’t guarantee that your wife hasn’t already sneaked off with some other men behind your back, can you?"
Chen Youtie’s words revived Chen Weijie, who had been as deflated as frost-stricken eggplants. So Dad didn’t lose to this idiot. He was only holding back because he cherished talent.
Chen Weijie pointed at Qin Feng’s nose with arrogance, "You moron! Not only do you have to kneel and admit your mistake to my dad, but you also have to kneel to me! Even if we let you into Tiezhong Martial Arts Hall, you don’t deserve to call my dad your master.
However, if your wife behaves well later, I might consider taking you as my disciple. Once a master, always a father! As long as she calls me daddy nicely while I enjoy her, and if it pleases me, you’ll have the right to call me master!"
As soon as Chen Weijie finished speaking, Qin Feng had already approached him.
"What? You can’t wait to kneel before me? Can’t wait to have your wife call me daddy?"
Qin Feng swung his hand widely.
"Slap!"
A powerful slap sent Chen Weijie flying.
"Thud!"
After hitting the ground hard, Chen Weijie clutched his face, which had swelled before and now swelled even more, and cried to Chen Youtie.
"Dad, that moron slapped me again! He dares to slap me right in front of you; he’s not giving you any face at all! He’s not just slapping my face, he’s slapping the face of Tiezhong Martial Arts Hall, your face, and the face of Loyal Sect!"
"Useless!"
Chen Youtie scolded his son irritably, then glared at Qin Feng, coldly warning him.
"I cherish talent, yes, but my patience has its limits! I’ll count to three, and if you don’t kneel by then, don’t blame me for being inhospitable!"
Chen Youtie took out a pair of knuckledusters and slipped them onto his hands.
This pair was the Chen family’s heirloom, made of Millennium Mysterious Iron, harder than diamonds, extremely sharp. Worn on the fingers, a light punch could easily penetrate a five-centimeter-thick steel plate.
Previously, in the fist exchange with Qin Feng, it had been flesh against flesh. Sensing the tide turning against him, Chen Youtie had voluntarily moderated his force.
Now, with the knuckledusters on, even if Qin Feng’s fists were made of steel, they would still be smashed to a pulp.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
Having finished counting with knuckledusters ready, Chen Youtie found that Qin Feng had not knelt.
Qin Feng glanced indifferently at Chen Youtie’s equipped knuckledusters and reminded, "Those knuckledusters of yours, they should be made from three-hundred-year-old Mysterious Iron, almost as hard as diamonds. They’re also an antique, your family’s heirloom, right?
If they break into pieces later, you’re going to be letting down your ancestors. So, you better put them away! I came here today to ask for money, not your life. Therefore, I will at most beat you into submission, make you cry!"
"I don’t want your life either! I want to make you wish you were dead! I want you to watch with your own eyes how my son plays with your wife? I also want your wife to excitedly call him daddy!"
Chen Youtie charged forward, bending low with the move Fierce Tiger Heart Dig, his fist with the knuckleduster smashing towards Qin Feng’s chest at a thirty-degree angle.
This punch was ferocious, with Chen Youtie’s Grandmaster strength combined with the enhancement from the knuckledusters, forcing Qin Feng to take it seriously.
Qin Feng summoned his Xuanhuang Qi from the Dantian, concentrating it in his hand. Instantly, his fist emitted vapors, glowing orange and yellow.
Currently, Qin Feng was only a Healer, and his Xuanhuang Qi was even yellower than a ripe orange.
When he becomes a Physician, the orange-yellow will turn to a pale yellow, the color of a lemon. Once he becomes an Honor Doctor, the Xuanhuang Qi will turn white. If he enters the ranks of Divine Doctor, the white will become pale white. And once he achieves the ultimate and becomes an Immortal Doctor, the Xuanhuang Qi will be colorless, invisible to the naked eye!
Upon witnessing the smoke rising from Qin Feng’s fists, Chen Youtie instantly realized the truth.
No wonder this youngster could exchange blows with him! Turned out he’s so young yet already a martial master!
What a pity, such a shame!
All he had to do was kneel and admit his mistake, let his son have a go with his wife, and he could have preserved a brilliant future as a martial prodigy.
But youthful arrogance and ignorance of the current affairs would now lead to broken limbs, an inability to practice martial arts ever again, becoming a complete waste!
The Martial Tao is divided into five ranks: Martial Student, Martial Artist, Samurai, martial master, and Grandmaster.
Each rank has nine grades.
Martial Students and Martial Artists rely on their physical techniques. After becoming a Samurai, a faint True Qi forms in the Dantian.
Upon reaching martial master, one can release True Qi, which is internal strength. But the True Qi released by a martial master is particularly turbid, just like the energy Qin Feng released!
Only upon reaching Grandmaster does the color of True Qi turn white. The higher the grade, the paler the white.
A ninth-grade Grandmaster’s True Qi can be so faint it’s like mist, almost invisible to the naked eye!
