The saying goes, "One force can overcome ten techniques."
In all combat sports, whether it's Sanda, Judo, Chinese martial arts, or wrestling, rigorous training is certainly key, but a strong physique is a natural advantage.
Manjing is the person with the best physical fitness among all the people I know.
Although he has not undergone professional strength and combat training, he is naturally incredibly strong, and even those who have received professional training would find it difficult to be his match.
In all the fights I've witnessed Manjing engage in, he has almost never been at a disadvantage. In one-on-one combat, he is virtually unbeatable.
That's why I dared to attack the bodyguards of Fengmen Village.
But when it actually started, I realized that I had seriously underestimated the bodyguard's abilities.
The other person was strangled by a rope and was also restrained by Manjing.
Even so, he still had the strength to fight back after falling to the ground. A heavy punch to my abdomen instantly rendered me powerless to resist.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that I had been hit, Xue Dong rushed up and smashed the man's cheek with his elbow, trying to knock him unconscious.
Just when I thought the bodyguard was doomed, the other party suddenly bent his arm and blocked Xue Dong's fist.
Seeing his actions, I frowned.
This guy has practiced breath-holding exercises and is a master of hard qigong!
Normally, when a person has difficulty breathing, they will experience sluggish thinking and rapid loss of physical strength due to lack of oxygen.
But even with a strongman like Manjing holding his neck, this guy's movements weren't affected at all. Apart from not being able to shout, it didn't hinder his fighting at all.
Xue Dong also paid the price for his underestimation of his opponent. His opponent parried his arm and then bent two fingers to thrust them into his chest.
After the blow, Xue Dong seemed to have been electrocuted, his body convulsing as he collapsed to the ground.
This is acupressure, a technique used in traditional Chinese martial arts.
Acupressure isn't as mystical as it's portrayed in martial arts movies, and it doesn't require injecting any internal energy.
Masters of acupressure have undergone years of rigorous training, honing their fingers to an almost terrifying level, capable of easily breaking a brick.
The terrifying force of such a finger strike on the human body is unimaginable, especially when it hits those extremely painful acupoints; a fatal blow is not impossible.
After the bodyguard took me and Xue Dong down in the shortest amount of time, he grabbed Manjing's wrist with one hand and dug hard into his bones.
"Well!"
In just a short moment, Manjing's face turned bright red, clearly indicating that he was in great pain, but he still pulled on the rope with all his might.
I saw that Manjing was about to give up, so he gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and rushed towards the bodyguard without regard for anything else.
The bodyguard was about to escape when he saw me rushing towards him. He instantly clenched his fist and attacked, but the punch he threw felt weak and powerless.
I was secretly pleased to feel the bodyguard's strength weaken.
When I made the move, I stabbed him in the leg.
Although the stab wasn't deep, my blade was coated with the anesthetic Wang Qing had given me.
It now appears that the medication has been effective.
As the drug took effect, the bodyguard was no longer able to resist using his breath-holding technique. As Manjing exerted his strength, his face turned purple.
"Bang!"
I seized the opportunity, channeling all my strength into my fist, and punched the bodyguard in the side of the face.
Our fight lasted less than thirty seconds in total, but it was extremely dangerous.
With the help of Xue Dong, the professional bodyguard, and Man Jing, the strongman, the three of us were almost wiped out.
If my knife hadn't been poisoned, this guy would probably have killed us in that fight.
"call!"
I saw that the bodyguard had been knocked unconscious by my punch, and I waved to Manjing: "That's enough, take him to my room."
Soon, Wang Qing, who had been keeping watch outside, changed into bodyguard clothes and took the other person's place. I took a deep breath, took the Tianya Tiger Armor from Wang Qing, and led everyone into the depths of the corridor.
At the far end of this corridor, there are six rooms, and each room door is far apart.
The tiger-like creature crawled along the corridor until it finally stopped at the door of the room at the very end of the corridor, and tried to squeeze through the crack in the door.
Manjing saw that he had found the spot and was about to kick down the door: "Big brother, I'll do it!"
"Don't make any rash moves!"
I had just learned my lesson from the bodyguards, and fearing that making a fuss would attract other people, I turned the doorknob, only to find that the door wasn't locked.
I peeked into the room through the crack in the door and found that the private room inside was different from the one with only a bed that I had before; it was a suite.
I drew the knife from my waist and was the first to enter the room.
The view was empty and desolate.
In front of me is a spacious living room decorated in a Chinese style, which looks particularly luxurious.
Before I could even begin searching, I heard voices from the left.
Hearing the commotion inside, Xue Dong lowered his voice and said to me, "Why do I hear two men's voices coming from inside? Could it be that Number Four has some kind of weird fetish?"
Listening to the commotion inside, I also felt something was off. I gripped my knife and moved closer: "Even if he's just having sex with a camel in here today, we have to hold him down. Whether we can rescue the monkey depends on this!"
As we approached the inner corridor, the conversation became clearer, and one of the voices was that of Number Four, whom I was looking for: "Please tell Mr. Leopard that we will not go back on our promise. The money has been transferred to his family's account, and he can check it at any time."
A deep voice rebuked, "This is no longer about money. Your actions are disregarding the rules of Fengmen Village! You know how much the higher-ups value the rules. Once this gets to their ears, not only you, but even Mr. Leopard will suffer. Do you understand?"
"Rest assured, we all know we are Mr. Leopard's men and will act with discretion. This matter is just too important for us, so we had no choice but to take this risk! We will definitely not do it again!"
Number Four spoke in a very humble tone: "Besides, this matter won't be a waste of your time. We've prepared your share... Everyone in Fengmen Village is trying to make a living, isn't it all for the sake of giving their families a better future? Don't you think so?"
The other party sighed, his tone softening slightly: "What you're doing is playing with fire, and once that fire starts, you'll be the first to be ignited! This is the first time you've broken the rules, but it must be the last!"
Hearing their conversation, I suddenly realized that the man talking to Number Four was not a villager, but rather a member of the management of Fengmen Village.
And that so-called "Mr. Leopard" is the backer of Number Four's group.
Just as I was about to approach the corridor, a figure suddenly appeared in front of us: "Gentlemen, this is not a place for you!"
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