BSI Chapter 2: A First Glimpse of Brilliance Shakes the Hearts of the Underworld; A True Dragon Hides De
Chapter 2: A First Glimpse of Brilliance Shakes the Hearts of the Underworld; A True Dragon Hides De
Life in the courtyard was as peaceful as an autumn pond.
Before we knew it, half a month had passed.
[Ding! Sign-in successful for today. Congratulations, host, you have obtained the "Nine Powers Secret Method of Xingyi Quan"!]
[Ding! Sign-in successful. Congratulations, host, you have received one tael of "Enlightenment Tea"!]
[Ding! Sign-in successful. Congratulations, host, you have obtained one "Marrow Cleansing Pill"!]
The system's daily notification sounds, more punctual than an alarm clock, became Lin Fan's only companion in this world.
He pinched the pill, about the size of a longan and emitting a faint medicinal fragrance, and without hesitation, threw it directly into his mouth.
The Marrow Cleansing Pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth. The next moment, a scorching warm current exploded out, like boiling magma, frantically washing over the limbs, bones, and internal organs.
"Well……"
Lin Fan grunted, veins bulging on his forehead.
On the skin's surface, a fine layer of black, greasy substance mixed with blood vessels seeped continuously from the pores, carrying a nauseating, fishy stench.
Inside the body, the muscles and bones were creaking, and the flesh and blood seemed to be forged and tempered. An unprecedented sense of clarity and power arose from the depths of every cell.
This process lasted a full half hour.
When everything calmed down, Lin Fan took a shower and came out feeling so light that he could float, and his strength was several times greater than before.
He brewed a pot of the newly acquired Enlightenment Tea. The tea was clear and had a wonderfully fragrant aroma.
After taking a sip, a refreshing sensation rushed straight to the top of my head, and my mind instantly became incredibly clear.
My previous understanding of Chinese martial arts and the obscurity of the "Nine Secrets of Xingyi Quan" were suddenly cleared up as if a key had unlocked all the locks.
Overt strength is like steel, covert strength is like a whip, and neutral strength is like silk.
Even beyond the level of Transformation Realm, that mysterious and profound barrier seems to be faintly visible.
He walked into the courtyard and casually assumed the Three-Body Stance.
One breath in, one breath out.
His breath was long and deep, and a few fallen leaves in the courtyard swayed slightly with his breathing rhythm, swirling around without falling.
These days are comfortable.
Unfortunately, there are always some blind flies that like to flock to quiet places.
"Bang!"
With a loud crash, the already rickety wooden courtyard gate was kicked apart from the outside, shattering into pieces. Wood chips flew everywhere, crashing heavily to the ground and breaking into a pile of fragments.
Seven or eight muscular men wearing black tank tops, revealing tattoos, blocked the doorway, each looking menacing.
The leader was bald, with a gold chain around his neck that could restrain a Tibetan mastiff, and he held his chin high, looking down at people with his nostrils.
"Kid, our Iron Tiger Martial Arts School has our eye on this courtyard." The bald, burly man's voice boomed, his tone leaving no room for negotiation, only command. "You have one day to pack your things and get out, or don't blame us for being ruthless."
Lin Fan put down his teacup.
He frowned slightly.
It wasn't out of fear, but rather because the loud bang had nearly made him drop his newly replaced purple clay teapot, spilling a few drops of tea.
This is enlightenment tea; it would be a shame to waste even a single drop.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at the bald man: "It's been passed down from my ancestors, not for sale."
"Heh, you're asking for it, aren't you?" The bald man sneered, waving his hand behind him, spitting everywhere. "Brothers, loosen his muscles and let him know just how deep the waters run in the capital!"
A burly man who was closest to him grinned and pounced on him, his fist, as big as a casserole dish, whistling through the air as it aimed straight for Lin Fan's face.
Lin Fan remained seated, but the moment the fist struck his body, his body swayed slightly backward like a roly-poly toy.
The burly man missed his punch, and the immense momentum caused him to lose his footing, staggering forward.
Lin Fan stretched out his foot and casually hooked it.
"Thump!"
The burly man fell flat on his face, his front teeth hitting the bluestone slab and drawing blood immediately.
The courtyard fell silent instantly.
The remaining burly men exchanged bewildered glances. What was going on? A sudden fall on flat ground? Were they playing a trick on us?
"Useless trash!" The bald, burly man, losing face, cursed and personally stepped in, "All of you, get him! Throw him out of the yard!"
Several people rushed forward.
Lin Fan finally stood up, and with a swift movement, he moved like a weightless wisp of smoke, effortlessly weaving among the group. He neither threw punches nor kicked, but merely pushed lightly with his palms, sometimes pushing and sometimes deflecting at an angle, his movements light and casual.
"Ouch!"
"Damn it, why did you hit me?!"
"My back!"
All that could be heard in the courtyard was a commotion of people falling over and horses tumbling. Several burly men, as if drunk, bumped into each other, staggered and rolled into a heap, groans filling the air.
Throughout the entire process, Lin Fan's clothes remained perfectly in place.
The bald, burly man's expression completely changed. He had practiced martial arts for over a decade and had a keen eye; he had truly stumbled upon a formidable opponent.
"You've got some skill, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant." He took a deep breath, shifted his feet, and assumed a fierce stance. "Take my Black Tiger Claws to the Heart!"
Before the words were even finished, he had already descended the mountain like a tiger, his five fingers forming claws, bringing a fierce gust of wind as he aimed straight for Lin Fan's vital chest. He had honed this move over many years, and ordinary people could not even get close to him; he was confident that he could defeat his enemy in one move.
However, Lin Fan neither dodged nor evaded this fierce attack.
Just as the claw wind touched his chest clothing, his chest muscles twitched slightly, and his whole body was like a bowstring that had been drawn taut in an instant.
The bald man's fierce force, when it landed on him, vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.
The bald, burly man was terrified. He had exhausted all his strength, his old power was depleted and no new power had been generated, and his chest was wide open, which was the most painful moment for him.
"His strength is alright, but it's too scattered," Lin Fan commented casually.
He raised his hand, his fingers forming a sword shape, and gently touched the bald man's chest at the Tanzhong acupoint.
The movements were so gentle, as if they were dusting off clothes.
"Bang!"
A muffled thud.
The bald, burly man's fierce expression froze, and his eyes bulged out. He felt as if he hadn't been touched by a finger, but rather struck hard by an invisible battering sledgehammer. His feet left the ground, and he flew seven or eight meters backward, crashing into the courtyard wall with a loud thud before slid limply down.
He clutched his chest, feeling as if his internal organs were being churned together, a breath stuck in his throat, unable to come up or go down, unable to even speak, and the color drained from his face instantly.
The burly men who had just gotten up were completely dumbfounded.
The owner... the owner just flew away like that?
Is this even human? This is a monster!
"roll."
Lin Fan uttered a single word, sat back down on the stone bench, and leisurely picked up the still-warm cup of tea.
With the help of his men, the bald, burly man struggled to his feet. The arrogance in his eyes as he looked at Lin Fan was gone, replaced by an overwhelming fear.
He pointed at Lin Fan, trembling, wanting to say something harsh to save face, but found his throat burning with pain and couldn't squeeze out a single word.
"You...you just wait..."
In the end, he could only manage to utter this meaningless threat before scrambling out of the courtyard house, surrounded by his men, looking utterly pathetic.
Lin Fan blew on the tea leaves and took a sip.
This turbulent world has finally become somewhat interesting.
……
Meanwhile, the Capital Martial Arts Association.
In a spacious, antique-style office, a sprightly old man dressed in a Tang suit was staring intently at the screen in front of him. The screen displayed footage captured by a hidden surveillance camera at the entrance of Lin Fan's courtyard.
The image is somewhat blurry, but the entire process is crystal clear.
The old man's name was Li Zhenguo, the president of the Beijing Martial Arts Association, and a true master of internal energy transformation.
He watched as Zhao Tiehu, the master of the Iron Tiger Martial Arts School, a genuine master of the peak of Ming Jin, was sent flying by a mere flick of his wrist. A terrifying glint flashed in his usually calm eyes.
"Slow down, slow it down ten times!" he ordered in a hoarse voice.
The staff on the side were frantically operating the equipment.
The scene was replayed again and again, but no matter how you looked at it, the young man's movements were so simple that they were completely contrary to the laws of physics.
"Chest in, back straight, pull the force into the ground, this is the 'discharge' technique of neutralizing force... No!" Li Zhenguo muttered to himself. He suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the office. The expression on his face slowly changed from shock to uncontrollable ecstasy.
"He didn't deflect the force, he 'swallowed' it! He completely absorbed Zhao Tiehu's strength, then released it from his fingertips as a hidden force! This is... this is the manifestation of hidden force, a return to simplicity! How old is this kid?!"
Li Zhenguo's breathing became rapid, and he slammed his hand on the table.
"Quickly! Investigate! I need all the information on this young man! From birth to now, not a single hair can be missed! Immediately! Right now!"