Skill Light Orb

[You have picked up a (Limit Breaking Light Orb)!]

[Limit Breaking Light Orb: Residual will of a Martial Artist]

[Quality: Basic]

[Effect: Can improve martial skill proficiency to a certain extent]

Inside the Martial Arts Hall, Chen Feng touched the three pale red light orbs in sequence, and the relevant information quickly appeared on the panel.

He paid them no further attention and did not use them immediately.

All of Chen Feng's focus was on that single light blue orb.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a fist-shaped phantom wrapped inside it.

"What kind of light orb is this?"

Curious, Chen Feng reached out and tried to touch it.

Hum!

In an instant, light flashed, and the blue glow flowed into his body!

[You have picked up a (Skill Light Orb)!]

[Skill Light Orb: Skill inheritance of a Martial Artist]

[Skill: Exploding Fist]

[Effect: Can condense strength to amplify punching power!]

[You have comprehended the basics!]

[Exploding Fist: Basic (1%)+]

A flood of insights poured into his mind, and Chen Feng gained a new segment of memory.

It was the sweat and effort of training punches day and night, until one day, he suddenly achieved enlightenment!

"Exploding Fist?"

His heart stirred, and Chen Feng couldn't resist wanting to try it out.

Following the special method in his memory, he quickly guided his strength, gradually gathering it in his arm.

Veins bulged, and his already somewhat muscular right arm now seemed a full twenty percent thicker.

Muscles stacked, blood vessels coiled like tree roots.

Finally, with a heavy fist imprint, Chen Feng locked onto a sandbag in the Martial Arts Hall and suddenly thrust his right fist forward!

Boom!

A fierce roar reached his ears, as if he had torn through the air itself.

Until finally, thud!!

The floor-standing leather sandbag, its surface dented, had its solid base ripped from the ground.

The Martial Arts Hall floor rumbled, and by rough estimate, it flew back a full two meters.

"This punch... at least 140 kilograms!"

A sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, and Chen Feng was astonished in his heart.

He did not expect the Exploding Fist to be this powerful.

It had directly increased his explosive strength by forty percent!

Close to the full-force strike of an Amateur Ninth Dan fighter.

"Still, it's not without its flaws."

Looking down at his right fist, Chen Feng could feel some pain from the recoil, transmitted through his skin and flesh.

He knew this was likely because his physique hadn't kept up.

A person's explosive power is closely tied to their physical condition.

Muscles, fascia, bones—these are all key factors affecting force output.

If the body isn't strong enough, even with formidable strength, it's easy to injure oneself.

Besides that—

"The cost of this move is also not low."

Sensing his own condition silently, Chen Feng could tell that the punch just now had probably consumed at least a fifth of his stamina.

In other words, he could only use it at most five times in a short period of time.

Otherwise, his stamina would be exhausted, and he'd be at anyone's mercy.

"But that's enough."

"It can definitely serve as my killer move."

Satisfied, Chen Feng nodded, then turned his gaze to the three Limit Breaking points on the panel.

A mere entry-level could increase explosive power by 40%.

What about proficiency, then?

As if possessed, staring at the '+' sign behind the Exploding Fist skill, he couldn't help but silently mutter an upgrade.

Wum!

More insights into Exploding Fist flooded in, and immediately, the skill progress abruptly changed.

[Exploding Fist: Entry (11%)+]

"One Limit Break point for only 10%?"

His pupils contracted, and Chen Feng immediately abandoned the idea of continuing to add points.

This consumed even more than upgrading Sanshou to the proficient level.

He only had two Limit Break points left, so naturally, he had to maximize their effect.

"Sanshou progress is currently at 39%. Even if I use all the Limit Break points, it'll be hard to break through to Mastery."

"Judo is at 41%. Two Limit Break points will definitely push it to the proficient level. That way, my Strength and Physique attributes can also increase."

Having made a decision, Chen Feng immediately looked at the '+' sign behind the Judo skill.

"Upgrade!"

Wum!

A flood of insights into Judo poured into his mind.

All techniques—Standing Techniques, Ground Techniques, Self-Defense Techniques—turned into instinctive memory.

In an instant, the panel information changed again.

[Judo: Proficient (8%)]

[Strength: 9.2→9.5]

[Agility: 8.8→9.0]

[Physique: 8.9→9.2]

[Willpower: 9.4→9.6]

"Just as I thought, Judo is proficient now."

Looking at the panel prompt, Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction.

With this upgrade, his physical attributes, especially Strength and Physique, saw the most noticeable improvement.

The former would make his punches fiercer and increase the power of Exploding Fist.

The latter would give him more stamina and better support and relief from the strain of massive bursts.

"This martial arts hall really is my treasure."

His eyes bright, Chen Feng looked at the interior of the hall.

He was currently in the outermost practice field near the main entrance.

Brown wooden floorboards were laid out, and the interior lights weren't on.

The dim yellow light from the street lamps outside spilled in through the windows. Glancing inward, he could see several separate training rooms distributed along both sides of the corridor.

Beyond that, there was also a stairway leading to the second floor.

"Keep going."

His anticipation growing, relying on his Perception Talent, Chen Feng could sense that both the training rooms and the second floor had light clusters.

He took a step forward and immediately moved ahead.

But then, the next second.

Click.

The wooden door of the training room closest to the outer area suddenly opened.

Chen Feng's heart tightened, and he immediately stopped in his tracks, watching warily.

It was a figure.

Wearing a form-fitting White Martial Arts Uniform, with a black-threaded character 'Ji' embroidered on the left chest.

Barefoot, tall, about 1.85 meters.

Thick limbs, with large knuckles on the hands hanging at his waist—clearly no slouch in combat.

But when he looked up, Chen Feng's pupils contracted.

Beneath the disheveled long hair was a mask with a white base and black patterns.

Most of the facial features were covered, and the only exposed eyes were pitch black, with no white visible at all.

It looked like they had been soaked in ink, just like the mist outside.

In an instant, their eyes met.

Chen Feng's hairs stood on end, as if targeted by a wild beast, a chill suddenly rising in his heart.

Danger!!!

"Bang!"

The floor of the Martial Arts Hall shook.

The Masked Man in the White Martial Arts Uniform stomped the ground and rushed out, his body turning into a blur of afterimages.

In less than a second, he crossed several meters and arrived before Chen Feng.

Hum!

Suddenly, the world stood still.

Only the howling fist wind came head-on, streaks of white vapor tearing and rising along his right arm.

"I'm going to die!!!"

A desperate thought flashed through Chen Feng's mind, and he felt his entire body go stiff.

Move!

Move, damn it!

Move!!!

A roar in his heart, the fist hurtling toward him like a cannonball grew closer and closer.

Just as he was about to be punched to pieces, Chen Feng finally felt his body respond and hurriedly stepped back to dodge.

Boom!

!!

The fist struck empty air, but Chen Feng felt a sharp pain in his chest.

As if the fierce wind alone, even tens of centimeters away, could lacerate his body.

Thud!

The next second.

The Masked Man's form paused, his feet planted firmly, the wooden floor letting out a dull sound.

Then, his left shoulder moved.

A fierce left fist suddenly blasted from his waist.

Seeing this, the chill in Chen Feng's heart grew even thicker.

He let out a furious shout and immediately executed Exploding Fist, striving for a sliver of survival.

Bang!!

Fists collided, and the crack of breaking bones rang out.

Pain tore through him. The entire person of Chen Feng flew backward, a trace of blood silently seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Then, seeing the Masked Man charging again, He, Without Hesitation, used the momentum of his retreat, clutched his right arm, and ran straight out the door of the Martial Arts Hall!