strictlysupreme Chapter 5 Meat Soup
Chapter 5 Meat Soup
The fist technique training is over.
Chen Hongzhi looked at his fists, which were dark red.
He felt as if he hadn't hit Lu Lin's body, but rather... an iron pillar.
"Lu Lin, you..."
Lu Lin smiled. He understood what Chen Hongzhi meant, neither confirming nor denying.
However, Lu Lin found the subsequent palm technique practice utterly boring.
Chen Hongzhi's strength was still too weak; when he hit Xiao Cheng's Golden Bell Shield, it was like tickling him.
During his break, Lu Lin glanced at the data.
[Golden Bell Shield: 17/5000]
Progress is too slow.
Originally, Chen Hongzhi's palm strike would have provided him with at least two to three points of increased proficiency.
But now there are almost none.
Before, taking a punch would improve one's proficiency by at least five points, and sometimes even seven or eight, or even ten.
Now, a punch only hits three points.
Lu Lin pinched the skin on his arm.
tough.
tight.
It had a metallic sheen.
The subsequent footwork training was of little help to Lu Lin.
He knew it was time for a change.
"ah--"
Just as Lu Lin was pondering, a scream suddenly rang out.
Not far away.
Third Young Master Chen Hongjie punched a sparring boy flying.
The boy's body was deteriorating rapidly.
He struggled to get up.
But after several attempts, he still couldn't stand up.
"waste!"
Chen Hongjie said coldly and beckoned for the next sparring partner to come forward.
"Third, Third Young Master, I, I..."
The sparring partner's voice trembled; he wanted to back away.
Knowing that Chen Mingjie was tyrannical, he felt as if his feet were rooted to the ground and dared not move.
"Enough with the nonsense. My Chen family invited you here to be a sparring partner, not for you to enjoy yourself."
"Come on up!"
Chen Hongjie shouted, and the boy had no choice but to step forward, before he could even stand still.
Chen Hongjie's fist came flying.
boom.
The punch landed directly on the boy's face.
Blood splattered.
The boy fell straight to the ground.
Lu Lin is not one to meddle in other people's business.
This has happened more than once in the past few days.
But today...
Lu Lin walked over quickly.
Chen Hongjie curled his lip in disdain, just about to call the next sparring partner forward.
But he noticed that all the sparring partners were looking behind him.
Chen Hongjie turned around instinctively.
"Third Young Master, let me train with you."
"you?"
Chen Hongjie looked down at Lu Lin.
Despite being only sixteen years old, he was a head taller than Lu Lin.
"OK."
Chen Hongjie grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, like a fierce tiger ready to devour its prey.
Once Lu Lin stood still in front of him, Chen Hongjie gave a low shout, pushed off the ground with his right foot, and swung his thick arm like an iron whip towards Lu Lin.
Carrying the sound of the wind.
He smashed Lu Lin's left ear.
Lu Lin quickly raised his arm to block.
boom.
Lu Lin's body jolted, and he almost lost his balance.
"Um?"
Chen Hongjie was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting that Lu Lin could actually catch his punch.
A hint of excitement appeared on his face.
"it is good."
Chen Hongjie pressed forward and punched Lu Lin in the chest.
Like a tiger descending the mountain.
Lu Lin turned to the side, made a fist with his right hand, and slammed it towards Chen Hongjie's forearm.
Chen Hongjie's offensive stalled.
"You dare hit me?!"
Chen Hongjie stared wide-eyed at Lu Lin.
"Third Young Master, I'm not a punching bag, I will naturally fight back."
"You're just a sparring partner! If you dare fight back, I'll kill you!"
Lu Lin just smiled.
"There's no time like the present! I'll just wait for the Third Young Master to beat me to death!"
Lu Lin took a moment to check his progress with the Golden Bell Shield. That punch had actually increased his proficiency by ten points.
If Chen Hongjie could maintain this power with every punch...
Then it won't take him more than a few days to master the Golden Bell Shield technique.
"I'll beat you to death? Hahaha, fine."
Chen Hongjie roared and attacked Lu Lin.
boom.
bang bang.
Every punch lands squarely.
Every sound entered my ears.
Driven by rage, Chen Hongjie attacked without holding back.
However, his footwork was somewhat lacking.
Lu Lin dodged left and right, each time using only his chest and back to receive Chen Hongjie's punches.
Time passed little by little.
Chen Hongjie was so engrossed in the fight that his blood was boiling, and his whole body felt like a steamer, radiating heat.
The many sparring partners standing nearby were completely dumbfounded.
They had all experienced Chen Hongjie's fists firsthand.
If it's just normal boxing practice, then it's fine.
When enraged, a blow from him could be fatal.
Lu Lin, who had only joined the sect a few days earlier than them, had unexpectedly withstood Chen Hongjie's punches one after another.
bang bang.
bang bang.
Chen Hongjie was panting heavily.
Suddenly, Chen Hongjie stumbled, his legs went weak, and he was about to fall, but luckily he managed to brace himself on the ground.
Lu Lin was also feeling bad at this time.
Chen Hongjie's fist was like a hammer.
If it weren't for deliberately provoking Chen Hongjie to keep the attack going, Lu Lin would have been wincing in pain long ago.
"Third Young Master, if you're tired, why don't you rest for a while?"
"I can still handle it."
Chen Hongjie was so exhausted he could barely breathe, let alone argue with Lu Lin.
He could only glare fiercely at Lu Lin.
"Third Young Master, you rest first, I'll go practice with Fourth Young Master for a while."
Lu Lin turned around and opened the panel.
When he saw the proficiency level on the panel, he almost exclaimed in surprise.
[Golden Bell Shield: 174/5000]
In such a short time, he actually increased his proficiency by almost 150 points. Chen Hongjie's fists are indeed extraordinary.
"Third brother, come here quickly."
"Grandpa brought us meat soup today."
Outside the moon gate, the voice of the second young master, Chen Hongming, rang out.
He walked in carrying a wooden tray with two ceramic jars on it, dragging it in one hand.
"Mother told me to drink it first, but I said I'd rather drink it with you at the training ground, and then use the medicine to practice my boxing... Hmm?"
As Chen Hongming approached, he saw Chen Hongjie kneeling on the ground.
"Third brother, what happened!"
Chen Hongming inquired.
Lu Lin couldn't help but sniff the aroma of the meat soup, then returned to Chen Hongzhi's side and gulped down his tea.
"Lu Lin, you... have you really broken through the Golden Bell Shield barrier?"
Chen Hongzhi had a gossipy look on his face.
He knew exactly how hard Chen Hongjie's fists were.
Before they had sparring partners, the brothers trained together.
"It's not perfect yet."
"Not yet perfect? You always say the same thing. I'm asking you, are you even at the minor stage of success? Otherwise, how could you withstand the third brother's punch?"
"Fourth Young Master, what kind of meat soup is the Second Young Master serving? It smells so good!"
Having been at the Chen residence for over half a month, Lu Lin, while not eating meat at every meal, was not so hungry as to crave the aroma of meat.
But the two bowls of meat soup that Chen Hongming had just brought over stirred a longing in Lu Lin's heart.
"Who knows, but it's definitely the meat of a monster lurking in the mist."
"The maternal grandfather of the second and third sons is the big boss of Zheng's Butcher Shop. Getting some monster meat is a piece of cake for him."
"Ah, if only it were my grandfather, I'd want to eat monster meat too."
Chen Hongzhi started muttering to himself.
Lu Lin was deeply shocked.
A fog?
Monster?