I practice martial arts by adding skill points in modern city-Chapter 63: 【059】Killing

In the late Qing dynasty, the martial arts fanatic Guo Yunshen created the Half-step Boxing while in prison and traveled northward, defeating opponents everywhere without meeting his match.

This technique was also known as ’Half-step Beng Fist Dominating the World’.

Originally, there was only the Beng Fist among the Five Elements Fist, but after Guo Yunshen was imprisoned, he developed the Half-step Beng Fist based on the Beng Fist.

Faster and more ferocious than the Beng Fist, it was said that Guo Yunshen’s full-force Half-step Beng Fist could crack the ground with a single punch, truly earning the title of ’Unstoppable Punch’.

Wang Longhu had been practicing the Three-Body Posture under the reservoir for many days, all the while undergoing high-intensity training with a 90-pound weight. With this Beng Fist, even a wall brick would shatter instantly, let alone the mortal body of a martial artist.

The elderly woman, seeing Wang Longhu change his move, had already become cautious, kicking her heel against the ground and retreating rapidly backward.

In actual combat, Xingyi Boxing emphasizes ’close-range strikes and quick attacks’, with a rich variety of techniques combining the Five Elements Fist and Twelve Forms Fist, making it a representative and practical type of martial art. Thus, in 2011, it was included in Huaxia’s intangible cultural heritage.

If one can skillfully master the practical techniques of Xingyi Boxing, one can swiftly adapt and defeat the enemy in combat.

The Splitting Fist is categorized under metal; its execution is like wielding an axe to cut, being a powerful striking technique. It not only has the downward splitting force but also the forward cutting force and backward pulling force. It is aggressive and swift in combat, with a momentum akin to splitting bamboo, capable of overwhelming opponents.

The Drilling Fist belongs to water, with quick and rapid execution. In combat, it focuses on winning with skill, attacking wherever there is an opening, requiring close proximity to the opponent, drilling in to attack, breaking through the opponent’s defense, thereby launching a fierce assault.

The Cannon Fist is fire, the most ferocious fist technique among the Five Elements Fist. Its execution is like cannon fire, fiercely powerful, hitting with a life-and-death consequence, capable of disabling the opponent in an unexpected moment.

The Crossing Fist belongs to earth, with a shape akin to a bounce, usually an open stance. The Crossing Fist gathers energy throughout the body, possessing both forward thrusting force and lateral pulling force, known for combining hardness with softness. Its execution typically bursts like a swift rebound.

The Beng Fist belongs to wood, the body akin to a large bow, with the fist flying like an arrow from the string, emphasizing the synchronization of the martial artist’s movements, force, and body limbs, coordinating hand, eye, body, method, and step in unison. The execution is balanced and stable in rise and fall, advancing and retreating in a quick, powerful rhythm.

Once the Beng Fist is executed, it initiates like a fierce wind sweeping across the flat ground, and the fist execution is like twisting a rope, quick, fierce, and vigorous, with a sudden explosive force capable of toppling the opponent in an instant. As the Xingyi Boxing master Guo Yunshen once said, the Beng Fist conquers all.

Even a martial artist with seven or eight years of Xingyi Boxing training cannot withstand a Beng Fist, let alone in the elderly woman’s perception, Wang Longhu was still a Ming Jin expert.

If hit, the result is either death or serious injury.

But what the elderly woman did not expect was that although she thought she had retreated in time, in the blink of an eye, Wang Longhu was already before her.

Both fists struck out horizontally, directly hitting the elderly woman’s chest.

Crack!

In an instant, the sound of bones fracturing rang clearly from within the elderly woman’s body. She spewed a mouthful of blood froth uncontrollably, slamming headfirst into the cement wall of the kitchen.

"You!"

Blood gushed continuously from her mouth, her eyes widened like copper bells, staring at Wang Longhu with disbelief as her lips quivered and her voice choked.

She was shocked; more accurately, she had miscalculated.

The moment Wang Longhu punched, the elderly woman had already anticipated it, retreating in advance to evade Wang Longhu’s Half-step Beng Fist.

Though the Half-step Beng Fist is very powerful, it has a short range, and maintaining a one-meter distance would suffice to dodge it.

But what the elderly woman hadn’t foreseen was that, despite having preemptively opened the distance, Wang Longhu still managed to hit her.

Fast, incredibly fast, Wang Longhu appeared to the elderly woman as if he teleported right in front of her.

"This is troublesome." Seeing the elderly woman crash into the wall and slide to the ground, continually coughing up blood, Wang Longhu instantly felt his scalp tingle.

The Beng Fist is known for causing internal injuries more than external ones, attacking the internal organs through the force, making it easy to inflict internal damage.

Moreover, Wang Longhu had already trained to the level of Ming Jin, and that punch was executed with full force, with at least a thousand pounds of force, something a regular martial artist couldn’t possibly endure.

Not to mention the elderly woman, being quite aged, certainly had a far weaker physique than her younger years. Taking those two punches from him, it’s likely that all her ribs were broken, her heart wounded, and her life was near its end.

"Who... who exactly are you..." the elderly woman asked tremulously, not waiting for Wang Longhu to respond.

In the next moment, her head tilted to the left, and she passed away on the spot.

From childhood to now, never having killed even a chicken, Wang Longhu, at this moment, felt an overwhelming sense of unease and panic reaching its pinnacle.

Being a person who obeyed the law from a young age, never having fought, mixed with society, or quarreled with anyone, Wang Longhu had never witnessed such a scene.

For a moment, his mind was inundated with countless thoughts, leaving him agitated and restless.

Should I call the police?

Will I be arrested and sent to prison?

If I end up in prison, would this count as self-defense, and how many years would the sentence be?

At this moment, Wang Longhu truly understood why martial arts had declined in today’s society and Huaxia, being eliminated by the times.

When one cannot control their strength in a martial contest and accidentally kills someone, who could bear such a consequence?

Martial arts are not a defense art; a punch can result in either sixteen thousand in compensation or sixteen years in prison, winning sends you to jail, losing sends you to the hospital.

At this moment, Wang Longhu seemed to envision his dark future in prison, with his parents visiting him occasionally.

Looking at the lifeless elderly woman on the ground, Wang Longhu fell into deep thought. After over ten minutes of standing in place, his trembling body finally began to calm down.

A hint of determination and ferocity flashed through Wang Longhu’s eyes as he clenched his fists, having reached a decision.

The area around the Long Pit top is deserted, with no signs of life within ten miles. As long as no one reports it, no one would think a crime could occur in such a place for a century.

The artificial cave discovered last time while rescuing Zhou Juanjie would be perfect for hiding this elderly woman.

Coincidentally, this was near the time when Typhoon Coral was about to make landfall, enough to wash away any trace of the elderly woman’s presence at the Long Pit top.

Furthermore, because Wang Longhu was retaliating against someone who came looking for trouble, he felt no guilt or unease for his actions, even if he had killed the elderly woman.

"Inadequate skills and intruding into another’s residence led to your own demise. It’s your own doing, you have only yourself to blame, not me."

Wang Longhu took a deep breath and immediately put on dishwashing gloves, retrieved an old bed sheet from the storage room, and wrapped the elderly woman’s corpse tightly.

After sitting in the kitchen and waiting for nightfall, Wang Longhu lifted the elderly woman, sneaked into the back mountain under cover of darkness.

Following the route in his memory, he descended the slope to the cave hidden along the slope, and concealed the elderly woman’s body in the deepest part of the tunnel.

After everything was set, Wang Longhu cautiously rebuilt the entrance of the cave he had originally kicked open with wall bricks, erased the footprints outside the cave, and returned to his grandmother’s house the way he came.

Rumble!

A thunderclap roared across the night sky as the wind howled ferociously.

Pitter-patter, raindrops splattered onto the ground, soaking the soil and bending the branches and leaves.

It started to rain.

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