Chapter 337: Huang Feihong's Disappointment

Fang Yi's gaze moved away from the Soul Society.

If Aizen were to become a player, he would likely ascend directly into the top five of the Combat Power Ranking.

Looking across the entire Bleach world, Aizen is also a top-tier combatant, the strongest genius nurtured over countless years; if not for encountering Kurosaki Ichigo, who is favored by fate, he might truly have been able to achieve his goal.

Even so, the players from the Pirate and Hokage worlds are not people to be trifled with either, and they are not lacking in geniuses constrained by their worlds.

Take Orochimaru, for instance; according to his original fate, he would eventually lose his conviction and become a guide for Sasuke Uchiha, but now he has broken away from his original trajectory of fate, and not only has he not lost his conviction, but he is instead walking even more firmly on the path of pursuing all techniques.

"According to the Combat Power Ranking's criteria, the four-dimensional attributes, equipment, and skills are the standards that determine a player's strength."

Aizen, without having become a player, already had nearly 【2000】 points of combat power.

Orochimaru, who currently occupies the top of the ranking, has 【2900】 combat power, but he has the advantages of equipment, various gems, Reinforcement, and Forging.

Once Aizen becomes a player, these gaps will be quickly bridged.

By then, perhaps a fierce battle for the top spot will erupt; it is just unclear who will be the final victor.

On the other side, in the low-martial Qing Guo, large steamships were docked at the pier, flying the flags of Westerners.

"Master Huang, thanks to your generosity in spreading the 【Foundation Establishment Body Refining Method】, we are finally able to earn a living!"

"That's right, Master Huang is our second parent!"

"From now on, whenever my disciples see Master Huang, they must bow and pay their respects."

A group of martial artists dressed in tight-fitting outfits sat around a round table, continuously showering Huang Feihong with compliments.

Some time ago,

Huang Feihong suddenly called all the leaders of the halls in Guangzhou together to publicly share what was said to be a newly researched cultivation method.

At the current stage, no matter how strong a martial arts master is, they remain within the scope of External Kung Fu.

Golden Bell Shield, Iron Cloth Shirt, Shadowless Kick, Five Tigers Severing Gate Saber...

These are all steady and solid Hard Kung Fu, capable of strengthening the physique, allowing one to smash through thick wooden boards with a fist or leave dents in steel plates.

But this is the limit.

Yet the cultivation method Huang Feihong brought out was like a divine revelation in a dream, an earth-shattering feat of a god.

It directly broke through the centuries-old heritage of Hard Kung Fu, External Kung Fu, and Internal Energy Heart Method!

Like something out of a fantasy, it can gather the essence of flesh and blood to condense energy resembling an airflow within the body.

It is like the kerosene and coal that drive the sturdy ships and powerful cannons of the Western devils,

capable of greatly enhancing External Kung Fu strength, as if installing a coal furnace inside the body, burning like a raging flame.

Some hall masters had already conducted tests with Western guns;

from several zhang away, as long as an expert who had cultivated the Internal Energy Heart Method was prepared, they could easily dodge, or even catch bullets with their bare hands.

The shadow of Western firearms that had loomed over these martial arts masters instantly dissipated. Huang Feihong turned a blind eye to these compliments and simply cupped his hands, saying: "Fellow masters, I trust you all understand the authenticity of the Internal Energy Heart Method. Although it has requirements for aptitude and comprehension, it is a sharp weapon for resisting the Westerners."

The Internal Energy Heart Method he spread

was already the easiest to cultivate. He had also tried teaching the 【Nine Suns Divine Art】 he practiced himself to his disciples, but they could not learn it at all.

This is the disadvantage of a low-martial world; the origin is too weak, so the probability of top-tier cultivation aptitude appearing is lower.

What Huang Feihong wants is to drive away the Western foreign enemies and let the people of the country stand tall again, so naturally, he would not spread those high-level Internal Kung Fu methods that are difficult to cultivate and impossible to popularize.

"That's right."

The master of the Five Tigers Hall, a middle-aged man with graying whiskers, chuckled: "I showed those Westerners, who hold their noses so high they almost touch the sky, a trick or two, and it stunned them so much they were actually willing to concede twenty percent of the profits to me. It's simply unheard of."

In the past, those Westerners, relying on their sturdy ships and powerful cannons, didn't take these hall masters seriously at all.

Finally, they could hold their heads high.

"Me too." "It's truly satisfying..."

The other hall masters echoed him, laughing heartily.

Seeing this, Huang Feihong's lips curled into a smile; spreading low-level Internal Kung Fu was indeed useful, at least it could stop the Westerners from bullying the people of Qing Guo.

Therefore,

taking advantage of the lively atmosphere, he spoke: "In the past, we tolerated the Westerners trampling on this land because Qing Guo was corrupt and dim-witted, and the citizens were numb and indifferent!"

"We had no means to resist the Westerners, but now, the Internal Energy Heart Method can help us resist them!"

Huang Feihong's words seemed to carry the weight of a thousand jun; as soon as they landed, the whole room fell silent.

Those hall masters who had just been flattering him with fawning smiles, the civilian rulers of several coastal towns, all simultaneously withdrew their smiles.

The leader of the Five Tigers Hall puffed on his pipe, staring at Huang Feihong with an unreadable expression, saying nothing.

Huang Feihong frowned; he sensed that the atmosphere was off, but he still spoke: "Therefore, Huang implores you all to sever the state of being enslaved by the Westerners."

"Clear out those opium dens, the ferries that sell our people to the West, the thugs who rob houses..."

"And return a bright and clear sky to Qing Guo."

It remained silent.

The entire restaurant private room felt as if it were shrouded in the ability of the Jingji Guoshi, with even the sound of breathing being very faint.

After the hall masters looked at each other, the master of the Five Tigers Hall raised his head and probed: "Master Huang, although we now have Internal Kung Fu to rely on, the Westerners are not pushovers. If we really make a scene, a great many people will die."

"That's right, Master Huang, it is already a huge improvement that we can make the Westerners wary of us."

"If we drive away the Westerners and close the opium dens and gambling houses, the hundreds of disciples in our halls will lose their livelihoods and starve to death."

The last hall master to speak had already made his point very bluntly.

But Huang Feihong's expression did not change as he said: "Without opium dens and gambling houses, I will find suitable places to start factories and find ways to completely shake off the shackles of the Westerners and develop industry. By then, there will be plenty of ways to support a family."

His words, however, did not elicit any response from the others.

There was even an inexplicable sneer from a corner.

Usually, they bullied the market, plundered the people of Qing Guo, and ran opium dens and casinos, complaining to outsiders that they were coerced by Westerners, but in reality, they were just complaining that the Westerners took too much of the profit. Now that they have the Internal Energy Heart Method and have no fear of the Westerners, they can hoard wealth without any scruples; how could they possibly listen to Huang Feihong and go into a factory to work like cattle and horses? "Master Huang, if there is money to be made, we naturally make it together."

The master of the Five Tigers Hall cupped his hands and said righteously: "Since Master Huang is not stingy with the divine art and teaches it to us, we naturally will not let down your good intentions."

"From now on, a portion of the profits from all the Ginkaku earned within the territory of our Five Tigers Hall will be delivered to the table at Baozhilin."

He looked at the other hall masters, who immediately realized what was happening and, understanding the implication, all cupped their hands to express their willingness to pay tribute to Huang Feihong.

Some sneered, thinking to themselves: "Isn't it just money they want? Why bother making it sound so high-minded?"

In any case, the share they had snatched from the foreigners after obtaining the Internal Energy Heart Method was large enough that sparing some for Huang Feihong was of no consequence.

They were unwilling to have a falling out with Huang Feihong,

mainly because they feared whether he still possessed other trump-card God-tier arts.

"You all..."

Huang Feihong's face turned livid; the nine hall masters present controlled the civilian forces of seven coastal towns, usually holding high the banner of saving Qing Guo, opening halls, and gathering countless disciples.

They would shout slogans about saving the nation from time to time,

yet now they displayed such ugly faces.

It was as if a heavy, blunt object had smashed into Huang Feihong's chest, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

(End of this chapter)