Chapter 47: Borrowing People For Punching Practice
Chen Wujun’s gaze withdrew from the arena and swept around the field, spotting several people sitting on a row of chairs by the wall.
Cun Bao was sitting there, hands resting on the chair back, watching the combat in the arena.
A towel was draped over his shoulders.
Chen Wujun walked up to Cun Bao, and several people looked up, seeing it was him, one henchman making space.
“A Jun, how come you’re here?” Cun Bao asked with interest.
Chen Wujun sat next to Cun Bao, crossing his legs and saying, “Borrowing two people from you to practice punching.”
“Oh?” Cun Bao became even more interested.
“What’s your punching power?”
“Never measured it!”
“Want to test it?”
“Sure!” Chen Wujun also got interested.
He really didn’t know his own punching power; the martial arts school didn’t have this equipment.
“Follow me!” Cun Bao stood up, leading Chen Wujun to the side, his several henchmen also gathering around.
Two machines stood in the corner, with a punch target in the center.
Cun Bao stood in front of a punch target, first assuming a stance, his body twisting slightly, then stomping his foot hard, force rising from his feet along his waist, delivering a rear straight punch.
Boom!
The electronic screen above the punch target showed blue numbers jumping rapidly, breaking through 1000 directly, finally stopping at 1280.
“Brother Cun Bao, not in good form! Even dozens of pounds less than last time.” A nearby henchman laughed.
“So much bullshit!” Cun Bao laughed and cursed.
“A Jun, want to try?” Cun Bao raised an eyebrow.
He also wanted to see Chen Wujun’s level.
An ordinary person punches around 100-plus pounds.
A tall and sturdy henchman with long-term training can punch 300-400 pounds.
A new technique martial artist with reinforced reconstruction magnetic field at 25% can punch 500-1000 pounds.
A new technique martial artist with reinforced reconstruction magnetic field over 40% can punch over 1000 pounds; if reinforced reconstruction magnetic field exceeds nearly 60%, punching power can even reach 2000 pounds.
Chen Wujun walked to the punch target, knowing clearly in his heart that his strength was definitely not as good as Cun Bao’s.
Old technique doesn’t improve physical quality through reinforced reconstruction magnetic field like new technique, and he’d only practiced for half a year.
But he couldn’t make it look too bad, or people would look down on him.
Chen Wujun had now grown accustomed to these jianghu people’s way of thinking.
The other henchmen’s gazes all fell on Chen Wujun, filled with scrutiny.
After all, practicing old technique was rare, and Chen Wujun was young; many new technique henchmen were unconvinced in their hearts.
Though they didn’t say it outright, if Chen Wujun’s punching power was too low, those henchmen would definitely have ideas.
‘Spine as bow, waist and hips as string!’ Chen Wujun took a deep breath, slightly hunching his chest with a stooped back.
Though just standing there, he used some of the newly learned Tiger Descends Mountain accumulate power method, twisting his whole body’s strength into one force, body muscles tightening like a spring.
Then he stomped his foot hard, unleashing his whole body’s strength explosively.
Boom!
Chen Wujun watched the numbers on the electronic screen above the punch target jump continuously, soon exceeding 800, slowing at 900, finally creeping past 980……990……1000……
Stopping at 1026.
“A Jun, not bad! No wonder Sister Sha Jiu values you so much!” Cun Bao gave a thumbs up with a surprised look.
After all, Chen Wujun practiced old technique and had only learned for half a year, yet his punching power reached 1000, which was quite shocking.
“I was a bit worried before; you’ve only practiced half a year to reach 1000 pounds punching power, in another four months you might not lose to Yu Wei. I’ll definitely bet on you to win then!”
“Betting on me is right; I’m gifted!” Chen Wujun laughed, secretly clenching his fist behind his back twice; after this punch, his palm was numb, he definitely couldn’t let anyone see.
He knew clearly in his heart that Cun Bao had used leg and waist power, while he had used whole-body strength as one unit, plus a bit of accumulate power technique to reach this punching power.
In terms of physical quality, he was far inferior to a new technique martial artist like Cun Bao with reinforced reconstruction magnetic field over 40%, reaching resonance stage.
In combat, he could at most punch seven or eight hundred pounds.
But in merely half a year, going from an ordinary person to now whole-body unified force with seven or eight hundred pounds strength was also astonishing.
Master said this Tiger Descends Mountain grows strength the most. He still had four months; what the situation would be after four months was unknown.
“You want people to practice punching, right? Go to the room inside!” Cun Bao led Chen Wujun to another room, where there was also an arena, sturdier than the outside one.
“Tang Mi Zai! Spar with A Jun!” Cun Bao turned his head and pointed at someone.
A tall youth over 1.85 meters, muscles bulging all over, weighing over 260 pounds, stepped out.
Tang Mi Zai was the strongest under Cun Bao; though magnetic field reinforcement was only 30%, his punching power exceeded 900 pounds, and his height and arm span were both stronger than Chen Wujun’s.
Chen Wujun took off his shirt and outer pants, revealing athletic shorts inside and a body of muscle.
Though not as knotted as those new technique martial artists, his thighs and waist were very thick, and his back broader than ordinary people.
When Chen Wujun first started practicing martial arts, he was 1.7 meters tall, 140 pounds.
In less than half a year, now 1.73 meters tall, nearly 190 pounds.
“Brother Jun, gloves!”
Chen Wujun caught the gloves tossed by a nearby henchman, pulled the ropes, and vaulted his body into the arena.
He slowly put on the gloves; these were open-finger gloves, wrapping only the knuckles and finger bases.
He clapped his fists together twice, looking toward Tang Mi Zai ahead.
“Brother Jun, be careful!” Tang Mi Zai’s eyes flashed.
If he beat Chen Wujun…… he might have a chance to rise, at least greater fame.
“Come!” Chen Wujun grinned, beckoning Tang Mi Zai.
His mind was now full of hitting people.
Tang Mi Zai assumed a combat stance, using his height and arm length advantage, feet steadily pressing forward.
At the same time, his left hand kept jabbing forward to press.
‘Similar to Cold Steel Combat Technique, using footwork and offense to pressure the opponent, seeking opportunity for a finishing blow.’
Chen Wujun’s feet moved like treading mud, extremely steady circling the opponent, upper body light and agile, dodging the opponent’s fists.
Earlier outside, he’d scanned around and noticed these new technique martial artists’ combat techniques were very similar in style to Cold Steel Combat Technique, just simpler.
He didn’t know if this was simplified Cold Steel Combat Technique, or if Cold Steel Combat Technique developed from this modern combat base.
These days, Chen Wujun had reviewed Cold Steel Combat Technique twice, gaining some understanding of this modern fighting style.
The reason he didn’t close in was to guard against the opponent’s grappling and throwing technique.
Wolf Fist originally had a set of Four Gates Eight Locks, a grappling and throwing technique, but he hadn’t learned it for various reasons.
Tang Mi Zai watched Chen Wujun constantly shifting position, calculating in his heart.
When Chen Wujun circled underfoot to the side, he suddenly stomped, fist accelerating, left hand changing from jab to straight punch, fiercely smashing toward Chen Wujun’s face.
This punch looked simple, but carried three or four hundred pounds force, like a hammer.
If it hit an ordinary person, it would knock them out directly.
Chen Wujun’s feet still used triangle step, turning once to Tang Mi Zai’s side, but Tang Mi Zai’s eyes flashed, foot moving, body turning half-circle, right rear straight punch like a heavy cannon smashing toward Chen Wujun.
His strength was great to begin with, this punch using waist and leg power, fast and fierce; few could block it.
Previously, a new technique martial artist in a clash had his guard smashed open by this punch, knocked out with concussion.
The punch instantly reached Chen Wujun’s face; just from the momentum, it was clear Tang Mi Zai had used nearly full strength, wanting to end the fight with this.
Chen Wujun had been waiting for this opportunity; front foot unmoving, body suddenly shrinking back like a spring instantly tightened, at the moment the opponent’s punch missed and he prepared to kick, Chen Wujun shot back like a fully compressed strong crossbow.
Tang Mi Zai was startled, left hand hurriedly sweeping horizontally.
Bang!
Chen Wujun poured whole-body force into the elbow tip, a center-topping elbow like a big hammer smashing open the opponent’s blocking arm, heavily striking the chest.
This elbow directly sent Tang Mi Zai flying, crashing on the arena mat, clutching his chest and unable to get up for half a moment.
Though Chen Wujun could only punch seven or eight hundred pounds, the elbow’s moment arm was shorter, making this elbow fiercer and heavier.
Clap clap clap!
Cun Bao clapped nonstop from the side, other henchmen showing shocked expressions.
They all knew Tang Mi Zai’s strength, second only to Cun Bao.
Everyone had been guessing who would win or lose.
Even if Tang Mi Zai lost, no one expected him not to withstand even one elbow.
Chen Wujun knocked down Tang Mi Zai with one elbow, feeling greatly refreshed, but then thought he hadn’t brought out the oppressive feeling of “Invincible”.
First time on the arena, he was still somewhat restrained.
“Two more!” Chen Wujun said to Cun Bao below the arena.
“Kou Shui, Shen Deng, you two go up!” Cun Bao pointed out two henchmen from the side; weaker than Tang Mi Zai, but with 700 pounds punching power and very good at fighting.
“Tang Mi Zai didn’t withstand one elbow; sending us up to get beat, boss!” Kou Shui grumbled while climbing onto the arena, with Shen Deng flanking Chen Wujun front and back.
The other two henchmen dragged Tang Mi Zai off the arena.
“Brother Jun, go easy!”
As soon as he spoke, Chen Wujun stomped, pouncing toward Kou Shui, suddenly switching to triangle step two steps later, cutting to Kou Shui’s side.
Kou Shui saw Chen Wujun pounce fiercely and was startled.
He whipped out a hard kick, like a whip toward Chen Wujun’s thigh.
Chen Wujun suddenly switched to golden rooster stance, lifting his leg to block; Kou Shui felt like kicking a stone pillar, his own shin numbing from the shock.
Chen Wujun’s body only retreated half a step, turning it into a forward rush, Immortal Points the Way with right hand toward Kou Shui’s head.
Kou Shui hurriedly guarded, but Chen Wujun’s feet didn’t stop, hands suddenly crossing to grab Kou Shui’s arms, Southern Snake Coils Body, right knee smashing out, silently clashing with Kou Shui’s rising knee strike.
Though Kou Shui talked a lot, his skill was good; as his hands were grabbed, his right leg silently kneed toward Chen Wujun’s abdomen.
As long as he stalled a bit, he and Shen Deng could pinch Chen Wujun.
But Chen Wujun’s knee was rock-hard, with immense strength; Kou Shui felt excruciating knee pain like being hammered, face instantly contorted in agony, body staggering back.
Shen Deng meanwhile chased to Chen Wujun’s back, whipping a kick toward his head.
As Chen Wujun repelled Kou Shui, his right arm suddenly lifted to protect his head.
Bang!
High kick directly struck Chen Wujun’s arm; he felt like hit by a car, arm numbing.
A huge force pushed him back several steps before he turned to face Shen Deng.
Shen Deng’s leg fell, body turning, other leg like a windmill sweeping toward Chen Wujun again.
Chen Wujun stepped forward fiercely, dodging the opponent’s strongest shin momentum, nearly sticking to his back, one hand hooking the leg, waist and hips twisting, other hand horizontally whipping the temple.
Shen Deng’s head buzzed, nearly blacking out.
Chen Wujun hit and retreated to the side; Shen Deng staggered to the ropes, then slowly sat down.
Kou Shui was still clutching his knee, gasping.
Unlike the caution against Tang Mi Zai before, this time Chen Wujun fully took the initiative, momentum oppressive, pressing Kou Shui and Shen Deng both.
Since starting martial arts practice, Chen Wujun first counter-killed when ambushed, then led support in a bloody fight.
Now on the arena, he directly built up aura.
His gaze sharpened with flashing light.
His brows gained a fierce edge.
