Chapter 312: Martial Artist

"Only by mastering 'External Force' can one stand out among ordinary martial artists and register as a true martial artist!"

Through his memories, Fang Xing knew that many apprentices in the martial arts gym came from wealthy families, eating highly nourishing ingredients every day and training bitterly for many years, yet they had never grasped the knack to cultivate External Force.

However, for him, controlling his body and being precise to the finest detail was as simple and natural as breathing.

Even within his limbs and bones, Internal Force lay dormant, yet it could never break through the shell to emerge.

"My physical fitness can't keep up... I can't unleash the Internal Force."

Fang Xing sighed; he possessed the potential of a Martial Saint, only to be dragged down by this body.

The next second.

Electric sparks suddenly burst from the appliances in the room.

Then, the door was violently struck, actually beginning to deform and twist...

"Prohibiting technological weapons... how is this somewhat similar to the Secret Realm?"

"Wait... could it be that this world is also encountering an invasion by an Evil Deity?"

Just as Fang Xing was pondering, the door was smashed open with a boom, and a fierce beast with two heads, resembling a giant two-headed dog, charged directly into the room.

It sniffed with its thick nose, and the scarlet eyes looking at Fang Xing were filled with greed.

"It doesn't seem to be an Evil Deity's kin; it lacks that kind of corruptive nature..."

Fang Xing was a bit confused.

Then, the two-headed dog pounced directly at him.

It was as tall as a person, and its pounce carried a foul wind.

Fang Xing could even smell the stench of a beast on it.

He turned slightly, his right hand forming a claw, five fingers spread, and struck down.

Pfft!

The giant two-headed dog in mid-air fell to the ground, and on one of its canine heads, five blood holes had actually appeared!

"Woo-woo..."

It let out a strange cry and climbed back up; the injured head hung limp, while the other head controlled its body and leaped down from mid-air!

With the physique of such a fierce beast, it certainly wouldn't die from jumping off a five-story building.

Furthermore, with that even more formidable Saber-Toothed Xun Xun Heihu present, this was definitely a path to survival!

But just as the two-headed dog jumped off the building to escape, a human figure actually followed and leaped down as well.

Fang Xing was in mid-air, his arms stretched out like a goshawk pouncing on a rabbit, his eagle claws striking out, three fingers landing on the two-headed dog's uninjured head.

Bang!

With a loud crash, the two-headed dog's corpse slammed heavily onto a sedan, crushing the roof.

Fang Xing, utilizing the beast's soft body and abdomen to dissipate a large amount of impact force, shifted horizontally and rolled, standing up completely unscathed.

"Awoo!"

Just then, that Saber-Toothed Xun Xun Heihu raised its head and let out a tiger's roar.

Its fangs were covered in scarlet, mixed with bits of flesh and bone, looking exceptionally terrifying.

"Quite fierce; it seems that apart from a Transformation Force martial artist... almost no one can stop it."

Fang Xing curled his lip.

With his current strength, trying to fight a Third Realm opponent while in the First Realm was still a bit of a stretch.

Whoosh!

A foul wind rushed over.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger!

The moment it saw Fang Xing, the Saber-Toothed Xun Xun Heihu pounced, its momentum incredibly fierce.

Fang Xing clenched his right fist and smashed it hard against the tiger's head!

Clearly, in a normal state, he would only be delivering himself into the tiger's mouth, becoming the Saber-Toothed Xun Xun Heihu's rations.

But he was never a normal person to begin with!

As he threw the punch, Fang Xing's will surged out, transforming into the 'Strange Beast Diagram' of his Martial Way will!

In the void, a mysterious beast appeared and submerged into the Saber-Toothed Xun Xun Heihu's head.

This powerful fierce beast instantly lost all signs of life in mid-air, turning into a corpse.

Then...

Bang!

Fang Xing's punch, with several tons of force, landed on the tiger's head, knocking the Saber-Toothed Xun Xun Heihu directly into a nearby supermarket; countless bricks and debris fell, almost burying the tiger's corpse halfway...

"Such a fierce beast; its meat is highly nourishing. Eating a few more pieces will make up for the deficiency in my body's origin... at least breaking through to Internal Force and Transformation Force will be no problem."

He walked into the now-empty supermarket, found an iron pot and a kitchen knife on a shelf, and began to gut and dissect the Saber-Toothed Xun Xun Heihu.

A moment later, the aroma of roasted meat wafted everywhere.

Fang Xing found a packet of five-spice seasoning on the ground and sprinkled it directly on.

"Hmm, the pieces of meat with the most concentrated essence of blood and Qi from this tiger are all here..."

He took a bite and frowned.

He had to admit that his own culinary skills were average, and his palate had been spoiled by the star-level chefs of the main universe.

Roasting meat himself now, lacking several soul-stirring seasonings, it was barely edible.

After eating his fill, Fang Xing's stomach rumbled as he circulated his force, churning his stomach and intestines to absorb this blood and Qi better and faster.

Suddenly!

A sound of footsteps rang out.

He looked up and saw a middle-aged man in plain clothes walking in.

His features were regular, his eyes sharp like a falcon's, and after scanning the area, his gaze landed on Fang Xing: "Li Ying?"

Fang Xing thought for a moment and realized it was actually an acquaintance, the master of the Eagle Soaring Martial Arts Gym—Ji Zhengliang!

In his memory, this gym master was a famous Internal Force expert.

"Gym Master, did you come to hunt fierce beasts this time too?"

Fang Xing held up a piece of meat: "Let's eat roasted meat together!"

After all, Ji Zhengliang had helped Li Ying before, and Fang Xing had to repay the favor.

"Hmm, I heard there was a Transformation Force-level fierce beast here... don't roast meat here; if you happen to attract the other party, we'll be in big trouble."

Ji Zhengliang was serious, then his throat moved, and he took the roasted meat and bit into it hard: "So fragrant... eh? This surge of blood and Qi power? Third Rank? Could it be that the Transformation Force fierce beast is this one! What is going on?"

Fang Xing shook his head: "I don't know how it died either..."

Anyway, he had already checked; there were no cameras nearby, and even if there were, they had been destroyed by the rules of the Boundary Land.

And there were no eyewitnesses, so he could naturally make up whatever he wanted.

"A Third Rank Transformation Force fierce beast corpse, and you actually found it?"

Ji Zhengliang widened his eyes: "Do you know how much a catty of Third Rank fierce beast meat sells for? And this pair of saber teeth, tiger skin, tiger bones, tiger blood, tiger whip..."

"Exactly, could you trouble the Gym Master to help me sell it, and we split the profits fifty-fifty, how about that?"

Fang Xing stood up and threw a casual punch.

Slap!

In the void, a sudden explosion rang out.

"External Force? You've mastered External Force?"

Ji Zhengliang was shocked again.

"I had a bit of a breakthrough."

Fang Xing nodded and walked out on his own.

He had already eaten the most valuable flesh and blood of the Saber-Toothed Xun Xun Heihu, so he should find a place to digest it properly and then take the opportunity to break into Internal Force.

As for the remaining materials, letting Ji Zhengliang sell them would be fine.

According to his memory, this person was an upright man, and giving him half was just enough to repay the kindness of teaching him martial arts before.

"This Li Ying, why does he feel a bit off?"

Ji Zhengliang scratched his head: "Acting like he's possessed by a ghost..."

He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and looked at the Saber-Toothed Xun Xun Heihu's corpse, his breathing becoming heavy.

The complete corpse of a Third Rank fierce beast was valuable enough to move even him.

How could a mere Li Ying, even if he broke through to External Force, be so indifferent about it?

Could it be... that he killed this fierce beast?

But Ji Zhengliang quickly patted his own head, knowing he was overthinking.

A mere External Force martial artist, how could he kill a Third Rank fierce beast alone?

Several days later.

Fang Xing stretched his muscles and bones, pressing his palm against the wall in front of him.

Clatter!

Bricks and cement flew, revealing a clear palm print.

"Internal Force projection... I suppose that counts as entry."

Fang Xing nodded and shook his head: "Next, it's to spread Internal Force throughout the body, force into transformation... that is Transformation Force! Placed in the current era, that counts as a first-class expert."

The place he was in was his own room.

These past few days, with the search and rescue work ending and confirming no fierce beasts remained, the relocation work had begun. Outside the gate, a middle-aged couple with a gum-chewing girl were looking at the messy living room.

"Damn it... this fierce beast made such a mess of the house..."

Wang Wending glanced at the devastation and sighed.

It was now the New Calendar, and major insurance companies had mostly gone bankrupt, so naturally, there was nowhere to claim compensation.

"Did that jinx, that broom star, die yet?"

Aunt Zhao Chunhua snorted.

"Third Rank fierce beasts were roaming here, and I locked his door on the way out, he must be dead..."

Wang Xiner, chewing gum, spoke as if talking about something irrelevant: "Just right to free up a room to use as my walk-in closet..."

Just then, Fang Xing walked out of the room, calmly watching this scene.

"You... you..."

Wang Wending looked as if he had seen a ghost, his fingers trembling.

"Seeing that I'm not dead, are you disappointed?"

Fang Xing was speechless and amused, but these were just Li Ying's relatives, not his, so his mindset was very peaceful.

"I'm asking what's wrong with you? You jinx, you lone star of ill omen!"

Zhao Chunhua looked disgusted, even having the feeling of wanting to throw a tantrum.

This was a case of the villain filing the suit first, also the other party's specialty.

Seeing that she was in the wrong, she would just make a scene, and then both sides would be blamed equally...

Regarding this kind of provocation, Fang Xing was always too lazy to respond, lest he be dragged down to the level of an idiot and then disgusted by the other party's rich experience.

"Make way."

He said with a calm expression, walking toward the door.

Bang bang bang!

Three figures flew out directly, as if they were bounced away by a strange force the moment they touched his body.

"This... this is... Martial Way force?"

Wang Wending grimaced, taking a long time to crawl up from the ground, looking at the direction Fang Xing left: "He... became a martial artist?"

At this moment, he felt a bit of regret in his heart.

"Pah... he's hitting people, he's killing... look, that kid really has the nature of a vulture... actually daring to hit his aunt, I'm going to call the police to arrest him!"

Zhao Chunhua looked ferocious, even carrying lingering fear.

If this Li Ying wasn't dead, what if he told people about the matter, and there was also that pension and inheritance from his parents...

"Sigh..."

Wang Wending looked at his wife, once again feeling that she lowered his IQ: "Hurry up and find someone... this matter won't end like this, isn't your older brother at the Public Security Bureau? Go find him immediately!"

He spoke sternly, something Wang Xiner beside him had never seen before, and she was stunned.

Martial Artist Center.

Fang Xing looked up at the gold-plated characters and walked straight in.

"Hello, sir, what business do you need to handle?"

A girl in professional attire came to greet him.

"Register for a martial artist certificate."

Fang Xing said.

"What? You're actually a martial artist?"

"He looks so young, did he already master External Force?"

For a moment, many gazes landed on Fang Xing.

"Of course, please perform a blood and Qi measurement first."

The waitress brought Fang Xing to an instrument that looked like a blood pressure checker and asked him to extend his arm.

Beep beep!

The instrument flashed and began to print a report.

"According to the latest Great Xia standards, a quasi-martial artist's blood and Qi is below 5 units; for an External Force martial artist, blood and Qi must reach at least 5 units!"

The waitress took the report and suddenly exclaimed: "Blood and Qi... 20 units? You... sir, are you an Internal Force martial artist?"

In the Pan Pan Gu Wu era, Internal Force meant being an expert on one side.

Even in the Great Xia New Calendar, an Internal Force martial artist could open a martial arts gym, make a fortune daily, or go to a martial arts school to be a teacher.

It could be said that they were true upper-class figures.

"Sir... you actually haven't registered before?"

The waitress looked at the other information and couldn't help but be surprised.

"With my situation, can I get a martial artist certificate?"

Fang Xing just asked.

"Of course."

The waitress went down immediately, and not long after, she came up with a small booklet stamped with a steel seal: "Mr. Li Ying, this is your martial artist proof; with this, you can enjoy accommodation and dining services at the Martial Artist Center... and you can also go to the Martial Artist Hall to accept missions, and the points you earn can be exchanged for treasures and various martial arts..."

"Martial artists protect the home and defend the country, contributing to Great Xia, so enjoying privileges is only right."

Fang Xing took the martial artist certificate, looked at Li Ying's big headshot on it, and suddenly smiled: "If someone embezzles a martial artist's parents' inheritance and also harms the martial artist himself, how should it be handled?"

"That, they will definitely be punished," the waitress said.

She felt a bit suspicious in her heart; who would be so blind as to offend an Internal Force martial artist.

Could it be... some internal strife within a major power or a noble family?

"That's good, I'm reporting my uncle Wang Wending; could you trouble yourself to report it to the Public Security Bureau for me."

Fang Xing handed over his martial artist certificate again.

An ordinary person reporting a case and a martial artist reporting a case were naturally completely different in nature.

He did this on purpose, just too lazy to deal with that family himself, finding it dirtying his hands.

Ten minutes later.

Martial Artist Hall.

Dining area.

Fang Xing was drinking coffee in his seat when he saw a middle-aged man walk over: "Li Ying, let's talk..."

"I recognize you, you're that woman's brother. Zhao Chuntai!"

Fang Xing watched this middle-aged man and sighed.

"Strictly speaking, we are all relatives, why go to this step? My sister is willing to compensate ten times... as for harming a martial artist, that's simply impossible."

Zhao Chuntai sat down, his expression becoming gentle: "They are just ordinary people, what qualifications do they have to harm an Internal Force expert!"

Internal Force expert!

This was the reason he was willing to sit down and talk.

If it were just External Force, although he could be considered a small genius, his future would be just so-so.

But such a young Internal Force martial artist, if it were publicized that he was treated unfairly, even he couldn't cover it up, so he had to bow his head!

"I came to report the case, but I'm giving you a chance..."

Fang Xing drank his beverage unhurriedly: "Either you do it yourselves, or I do it myself! Once I do it myself, you will be very passive."

Heroes use martial arts to violate prohibitions!

At this moment, Zhao Chuntai almost thought that the person sitting in front of him was not some youth, but a major criminal with a long list of crimes and who killed without blinking!

An uncomfortable feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

If it were a few decades earlier, who would dare to be so arrogant in front of an official like him?

Even those ancient martial artists wouldn't!

But now, the times had changed.

However, a surge of anger in his heart rushed to his crown: "Good, very good... I'd like to see, what can you do?"

This person was actually very smart, knowing that 'Li Ying' couldn't be easily dealt with, and was deliberately provoking the other party to do something irrational.

Even if order had somewhat collapsed now, Great Xia was still the strongest side.

A mere Internal Force expert could be suppressed with a flick of a finger.

(End of chapter)