Cao Lei, panting like a bull, got up, his eyes blazing with fury, glaring at the crowd, “Lin Feng, your kung fu is not bad! You’ve got some real skills, let’s go again!” Everyone knew Cao Lei was now furious, and they were even more curious about what kind of martial art this young man practiced. Seeing the two of them glaring at each other, they knew there was more to come, so they quieted down. Cao Lei, with a stable stance, fists near his face, advanced toward Lin Feng with measured steps. He was now serious, using textbook boxing techniques, closing in on Lin Feng, intent on limiting his opponent’s movement in the confined space of the ring. Bam bam bam bam… Cao Lei unleashed a flurry of punches, like a rain of blows, aiming at Lin Feng, each one seemingly hitting its target, every strike seemingly successful. However, Lin Feng appeared dazed, still standing in place. Strangely, although Cao Lei’s punches clearly connected, there was no feeling of impact, as if he was punching through air. “Are you a human or a ghost?” Cao Lei, seeing his punches seemingly pass through Lin Feng, was utterly shocked and stopped attacking, rubbing his eyes in disbelief. Just as he stopped, he got another knock on the head from Lin Feng! “You’re the ghost!” Lin Feng, whose face was still swollen from earlier hits, knew his weakness was his physical frailty and couldn’t afford to take hits directly, relying instead on his swift movements to dodge. His agility had improved significantly since two days ago, to the point where his movements were too fast for the eye to follow, creating the illusion that punches were passing through him.
“You’ve gone too far!” Cao Lei yelled, abandoning all technique, charging at Lin Feng like a street thug, determined to wrestle him down. “I don’t believe I can’t hit you in a brawl! So what if you can fly around?!” Cao Lei, aware of Lin Feng’s elusive movements, relied on his years of professional experience to make a quick decision. He pounced like a mountain collapsing, catching Lin Feng in a bear hug. Anyone seeing this would worry for the smaller Lin Feng. However, the moment of contact was fleeting. No one saw what happened in that brief instant, but when they separated, Lin Feng stood there, still mysterious, while Cao Lei’s fate was quite different. First, his shirt buttons had somehow come undone, exposing his chest like a drunken street brawler. Then, his belt was yanked out, his zipper undone, and his pants… Cao Lei stood there in his bright red boxing shorts, looking utterly ridiculous, seemingly unaware of his state, lifting a foot to kick at Lin Feng. The pants caught on his leg, tearing apart, and Cao Lei tripped over, falling face-first into the ring. “Oh my, what is Officer Cao doing? Get up, get up, I dare not accept such a grand gesture!” Lin Feng feigned panic, rushing over to help Cao Lei up, pulling at his shirt, which promptly came off. In the blink of an eye, the anticipated exciting fight ended in this comical fashion. The onlookers were all shocked, their eyes wide, staring at Lin Feng—this kid was truly uncanny, even making a three-time champion like Cao Lei look like a monkey. How did he do it? The crowd exchanged puzzled looks, trying to find answers in each other’s eyes, but all they could do was shake their heads. No one had seen how Lin Feng made his moves! It was like watching a magician at work, truly a display of otherworldly skill.
Could it be that all those boasts this kid made, like starting martial arts training at three, mastering the meridians at seven… and so on, were actually true? Are there really such masters in this world? A new week is about to begin, and I’m counting on all of you for the new book list. After midnight tonight, I’ll strive to write another chapter. 56 Pig Head Face is asking for votes and collections, aiming to make it onto the new book list!
After toying with Cao Lei, Lin Feng clapped his hands and shrugged very innocently, as if to tell everyone that none of this was his doing. That look was as punchable as it could get. Lin Feng squatted to the side and teased, “Officer Cao, you’ve done your courtesy, warmed up, and stripped down as much as possible, but there doesn’t seem to be such a rule in Sanda sparring, right? So, are we going to continue our match or not? You said it yourself, a quick fight so we can each go about our business! Ah… hehehe…”
Cao Lei lay motionless on the ground. Officer Zhang and the other two sensed something was wrong and hurriedly climbed onto the ring, quickly covering Cao Lei with a jacket. Officer Zhang said resentfully, “Lin Feng, Lin Feng, you can’t play with people like this. Alright, alright, we can’t handle you, just leave quickly!”
“What?” Lin Feng exclaimed exaggeratedly, “Did I hear that right? You’re letting me go just like that? Wasn’t Officer Cao suspecting me… Oh, I remember now, that… thing… I think I casually threw it into the roadside bushes last night…” Lin Feng mimicked shooting a gun and then casually tossed the ‘gun’ in his hand aside. “Hey, go home and ask your good brother, maybe he picked it up later…””Hahaha, some fools can even lose a cop’s gear, uh… I didn’t say anything, don’t all look at me with those big eyes, hahaha, I’m just rambling, just rambling…”
Lin Feng laughed and pushed aside the obstructing officers, muttering some gibberish, not caring whether others understood, and walked out with frequent backward glances. Just then, a figure suddenly appeared at the door. It was none other than Lin Feng’s newly recognized cousin, Wang Xiaoyun. Her appearance touched Lin Feng, and he instinctively wanted to rush forward, but then he heard her scream, “What happened to your face?” Lin Feng quickly covered his face, but Wang Xiaoyun screamed again, pointing behind him, too anxious to speak.
As Wang Xiaoyun screamed, the wind behind him picked up. “Lie down for me…” Cao Lei, holding an electric baton, suddenly attacked from behind. Lin Feng, naturally unafraid of such a sneak attack, dodged to the side with ease. He wanted to show off his skills in front of Wang Xiaoyun, so after dodging Cao Lei’s attack, he grabbed the other’s joint and applied the Hundred Flowers Dislocation Technique, easily dislocating Cao Lei’s elbow. Cao Lei’s wrist was caught, and his elbow went numb, losing all sensation, but the electric baton in his hand still emitted an eerie blue light. His desperate move was now out of his control, the high-voltage baton’s front end flickered with blue arcs, firmly pressing into his own chest. A wisp of blue smoke rose, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air. Cao Lei’s body convulsed uncontrollably, then collapsed like a pile of mud.
In his moment of triumph, Lin Feng, too, did not escape the taste of the electric baton. Overwhelmed by Wang Xiaoyun’s sudden appearance, he was too busy showing off his skills to remember he was still holding Cao Lei’s wrist. As Cao Lei was struck by the baton, Lin Feng was also affected, screaming and collapsing on the ground, twitching like a dead fish.
Wang Xiaoyun quickly approached, and other officers also rushed over, stowing away the troublesome electric baton and hastily covering Cao Lei, who was only wearing a pair of red underwear. Cao Lei, filled with shame and anger, lay on the ground too embarrassed to get up, but hearing this kid who had just played him, now smug and about to expose his gun mishap, lost his mind, grabbed a high-voltage baton from a colleague, and charged. However, fate had other plans; the baton hit him instead, and Lin Feng, in his carelessness, was also electrocuted, resulting in a mutual defeat.
