NOVPUB"Strength must align with the waist, the fist must match the intention, and the body must conform to the form—this is the essence of the Trinity Fist,"
"When these three become one, using the waist to drive the hips, and the hips to guide the arms, one can be overwhelmingly powerful, unstoppable in any endeavor!"
In Wu Bin’s mind, Han Yuanliang had gone from practicing the fist alone to sparring with two fierce strangers whose origins he could not fathom.
These two unexpected opponents were ferocious, each of their moves aimed at lethal spots, one of them even wielded a dagger.
Yet Han Yuanliang was a notch above in skill, easily neutralizing the two men’s aggression, and even knocking them down with ease as if he were an adult bullying a child.
In reality, the Zheng brothers had been beaten to a pulp, their faces swollen and minds dazed.
Zheng Sheng’s nose had even been broken, fresh blood streaming steadily from his nostrils, presenting a sorry and ragged sight.
The two stood shoulder to shoulder, subconsciously keeping a distance from Wu Bin.
"Bro, something is off with this kid, wasn’t it said that he doesn’t know martial arts? He’s beating me to death, and this is called not knowing?"
Zheng Qiang fell silent.
Martial Artists are divided into ten levels at the primary stage, and both he and Zheng Sheng were at the fifth level. However, the strength Wu Bin displayed was at least that of an eighth level!
Zheng Qiang said in a deep voice, "His moves are formidable, but they lack Inner Strength, indeed he hasn’t been trained."
"This is really bizarre, how did he manage to do that, is he possessed by a ghost?"
Zheng Qiang glanced at his watch and said sternly, "We can’t wait any longer, there’s not enough time, use the secret technique."
With gritted teeth, the brothers took out two pills from their pockets and swallowed them.
As the pills went down, their muscles bulged out one by one.
Their veins popped up on the skin like earthworms, twisted together, exuding a sense of power!
The secret elixir they had ingested was capable of boosting their strength tremendously in a very short period of time.
You think you’re good at adapting to moves, Wu Bin?
I won’t play techniques with you now, I’ll just use brute force to break through!
"Move!"
After consuming the pills, the two brothers charged at Wu Bin again.
Zheng Sheng threw a punch, and Wu Bin raised his hand to block.
Even though the punch seemed blocked, Zheng Sheng roared and exerted more force, his fist instantly penetrating Wu Bin’s defense and striking him hard in the chest.
Dammit, why does my chest hurt so much!
In the Illusory Realm, Han Yuanliang took a fierce punch, and as a result, Wu Bin, lying in bed, actually felt intense pain in his chest.
Wu Bin realized something was wrong.
Because the pain felt too real.
Seeing the other person coming at him with a dagger, Wu Bin turned pale with fear.
If Han Yuanliang failed to dodge, would the stab wound on Han Yuanliang cause him to die in agony?
That won’t do, even in a dream, I cannot let Han Yuanliang get stabbed!
Just then, Tang Hongguang, who was standing to the side, made his move.
"To unleash the true power of the Trinity Fist, one needs to coordinate with Inner Strength,"
"You are not a Martial Artist, and moreover, you have never trained before, so expecting you to defeat these two dummies in a short time is indeed asking too much of you,"
"Since you can’t fully utilize the Trinity Fist, why not try my Raiding Fist."
As Tang Hongguang spoke, he began to engage with the two men.
Unlike Han Yuanliang’s Trinity Fist, Tang Hongguang’s demonstrated technique emphasized seizing advantages and avoiding disadvantages, playing to strengths and eschewing weaknesses.
He would evade the opponents’ attacks when possible, and if not, he would deflect the force.
And at the moment an opponent’s attack reached its zenith—that was when they were at their most vulnerable.
It was then that Tang Hongguang would counterattack, specifically targeting the opponents’ weak spots, inflicting severe damage on them.
Wu Bin only felt that a flood of knowledge related to martial arts was pouring into his mind.
As Tang Hongguang continued to exchange blows with the two individuals, Wu Bin’s understanding of this knowledge deepened.
Wu Bin indeed comprehended the essence of martial arts, but the Zheng brothers outside were in deep trouble.
"What the hell is going on! Has this kid started cheating?"
Zheng Sheng’s boxing style was open and straightforward, without any concealment.
Originally, he thought he could overpower anything with sheer force, but Wu Bin simply countered with the technique of using the opponent’s own force against them.
Not only did his punches feel like they were hitting cotton, but Wu Bin’s counterattacks also always targeted his ribs precisely.
Once or twice wasn’t too bad, after all, Wu Bin lacked inner strength and couldn’t inflict serious damage.
But when Wu Bin repeatedly hit the same spot, Zheng Sheng eventually reached his limit and couldn’t defend himself anymore.
Crack!
The crisp sound of bone breaking echoed, and Zheng Sheng could clearly feel his rib had been broken.
The most lethal part was that ribs are particularly sharp and sturdy, and the broken rib could easily puncture internal organs, posing a fatal threat to him!
Even though Zheng Sheng took a secret medicine, at this moment, he dared not move violently anymore.
"Brother, save me!"
Zheng Sheng, now terrified to the extreme, quickly retreated a couple of steps and sat on the bed, not daring to move.
Seeing Zheng Sheng seriously injured, Zheng Qiang was immediately enraged.
His dagger, like a butterfly, fluttered up and down, continuously thrusting towards Wu Bin.
As Wu Bin was unarmed, he could only be pushed back for the moment.
Taking advantage of this, Zheng Qiang urged Zheng Sheng to quickly leave and stop tangling with Wu Bin.
Clutching his belly, Zheng Sheng hurriedly retreated.
Seeing that Zheng Sheng had safely withdrawn, Zheng Qiang then broke away and quickly maintained a distance from Wu Bin, also retreating.
Fortunately, Wu Bin stayed in the ward and did not chase after them, allowing the Zheng brothers to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Damn it, what’s the deal with this Wu Bin? Isn’t he just a college student? How come he’s so fierce!"
Zheng Qiang said with a dark face, "The intelligence was wrong. We must have been set up by that Wang guy."
"This Wang guy is trying to use us as a scapegoat!"
Just as the two were preparing to retreat the way they came, at that moment, the iron gate in front of them suddenly shut automatically.
The security guards of the psychiatric hospital started running over from a distance.
Realizing that something was wrong, the brothers didn’t hesitate and immediately ran towards the back yard.
The fence in the psychiatric hospital’s backyard was topped with high-voltage wires, and it was now live; touching it meant death.
Just as the brothers were at a dead end, they saw a dog hole in the corner of the wall.
"Go through!"
The brothers gritted their teeth and crawled out through the dog hole.
A girl squatted not far away, watching the two escape and pouted.
"Nightingale sis, is it really okay to let them go like this? Why didn’t we just catch them?"
Nightingale said indifferently, "If we caught them, others would come to bother Wu Bin."
"But if we let them go, the ones coming to trouble Wu Bin next time will still be them."
"A familiar enemy is easier to deal with than an unfamiliar one."
After hearing this, the girl had a sudden realization and gave Nightingale a thumbs up.
"That’s brilliant, Nightingale sis. You even applied military strategy. What about the other two then?"
Nightingale said indifferently, "There are people specially assigned to deal with the other two. We don’t need to worry about them."
