Surging Vitality and Blood

By the time everything had been settled, the sky had gradually darkened.

Having vented the anger in his heart, Chen Fan walked home with light steps!

Naturally, it was his new home.

"Little Dad, Little Dad!"

Dressed in new clothes, little Chen Xi happily ran up to Chen Fan and hugged her leg.

"Uncle Bao bought me these new clothes!"

The little girl excitedly showed off her new outfit.

Bao Tianyou had not only given Chen Fan a new house.

He had also personally sponsored quite a bit of furniture and bought various daily necessities, including clothes and toiletries for Chen Fan and the other two.

There was even a dedicated gym in the new house for Chen Fan to exercise and train in!

The room had everything from punching bags to other fitness equipment.

Bao Tianyou had even introduced Sister-in-law to an easy job with the Bao Clan. She could bring little Chen Xi along, and it was both safe and relaxing.

"Bao Tianyou may not be particularly gifted, but his family background is among the very best in Flying Spirit County. Even the He Clan is no match for them..."

After what had happened today, Chen Fan could increasingly appreciate the benefits of having a powerful family background!

Sister-in-law had long prepared dinner. Although Chen Fan had already eaten outside, he did not refuse. Instead, he carried Chen Xi and sat down at the table again.

As they ate, Sister-in-law suddenly began to cry.

Chen Fan was rather helpless, with a headache and no idea what to do.

Sister-in-law wiped her eyes.

"I'm happy, Xiaofan. You've made something of yourself through martial arts now. If your brother knew, he wouldn't have abandoned us back then..."

Hearing this, Chen Fan shook his head.

He sighed inwardly.

"Big Brother was full of bad habits. Gambling ruined him, and he let Sister-in-law down. Sigh..."

Sister-in-law still did not know of Chen the Elder's death. His corpse had long since been sunk in the Qingling River. How could he possibly come back?

In this world, human lives were as cheap as grass. Among the lower classes, a person or two going missing or dying was hardly anything worth mentioning.

And the more so it was, the more resolute Chen Fan became in his pursuit of martial arts.

Since the matter involved his secret killing of Pi Liu, Chen Fan did not say much. After offering a few words of comfort, he turned and entered his private training room.

Training room.

After hitting the punching bag for a while and warming up, Chen Fan took out the small porcelain bottle Li Linliu had given him!

When he removed the stopper, a fragrant scent mixed with a fishy odor wafted out.

Inside was a pill the size of a thumb!

There was only one.

It was covered in blood-red patterns, like veins.

Chen Fan raised his brows. He Hongshan had only said to take it orally and mentioned no other precautions, which meant it probably had no side effects!

Without hesitation, he immediately swallowed it.

He Hongshan had said that this pill seemed quite valuable. Keeping it would only draw the covetous eyes of others. The key was to eat it now and quickly strengthen his vitality, blood, and power!

The moment the pill entered his stomach, a warm current quickly spread from his lower abdomen in all directions. His vitality and blood churned and surged.

Before long, his breathing grew rapid.

He could clearly feel his heart beating faster, while the blood throughout his body also began to flow more quickly.

His entire body turned red, like a boiled shrimp, while wisps of white vapor continuously rose from his skin!

He could distinctly feel his body undergoing a transformation.

This transformation lasted for nearly half an hour before Chen Fan felt his heartbeat slowly return to normal.

At the same time, he sensed the warm current in his body gradually drawing inward, finally gathering at his lower abdomen.

Clearly, he had not yet fully absorbed the pill's medicinal power!

Chen Fan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. As he straightened up, his entire body crackled like beans popping in a wok.

He repeatedly clenched his hands in the air, feeling the swelling power within his body, and was thrilled.

He glanced at the several lines of text before him.

Unfortunately, the martial arts techniques he had left on auto-training had not made any breakthroughs because of it.

However, Chen Fan was not disappointed.

After swallowing this pill, the surging vitality and blood caused by his several moments of enlightenment from advancing in martial arts these past few days had been boosted in one go!

It had saved Chen Fan who knew how many meals and how much time!

"One month of stuffing myself might not compare to the effect of this single pill. Things casually taken out by martial arts experts can have effects like this... Tsk..."

He walked up to the punching bag and casually threw a punch.

Bang!!

The punching bag gave a dull thud and swung violently away, reaching its limit before rebounding at high speed!

The force behind it was tremendous, and it swung much farther than before.

"That punch must have carried several hundred, maybe even a thousand pounds of force. Too bad a punching bag can't precisely measure my actual strength. I wonder if this world has any equipment specifically for testing strength?"

Chen Fan only knew that he had improved, but he had no real sense of exactly how strong he was.

Simply hitting a punching bag was affected by factors such as technique, angle, and point of impact, making it impossible to quantify!

After some simple training to familiarize himself with his explosively increased strength, Chen Fan finally left the training room.

A night passed.

The martial arts tournament grounds.

The semifinals finally began.

The first match was Chen Fan against Feng Yuancheng!

After attaining enlightenment again during the quarterfinals, Chen Fan had become the legendary contestant of this tournament. His reputation was no less than Yan Lincu's, and his appearance this time drew countless cheers and shouts of encouragement!

As for the disciples of the Four Symbols Sect, none of them could say a word.

The better Chen Fan performed, the more it felt as though they had been slapped in the face.

Thinking back on their previous behavior, it now seemed especially childish!

Yu Xingzheng had been beaten up yesterday, all ten of his fingers broken. He likely would not recover for several months, so he naturally had not come to watch, which spared everyone quite a bit of trouble.

The bronze gong rang.

The two stepped onto the arena.

Once on the stage, Chen Fan clasped his fists toward Feng Yuancheng opposite him.

"Senior Brother Feng!"

Over the past few days, he had watched nearly every one of Feng Yuancheng's matches, so he naturally understood the man's strength.

Feng Yuancheng had mastered two top-tier manuals. He was also from an aristocratic family and possessed vigorous vitality and blood. If it had been Chen Fan from the day before, defeating him would not have been easy!

But yesterday, Chen Fan's White Cloud Pine-Crane Palm had advanced, and after taking the pill Li Linliu had given him, his vitality and blood had surged once more.

In terms of vitality, blood, and strength alone, he was confident that he had completely surpassed Feng Yuancheng and could definitely defeat him!

Both were talented martial artists who had yet to cultivate true martial arts, and both came from the White Cloud Martial Academy, so their match drew even more attention.

Of course, although Chen Fan had attained enlightenment on the stage yesterday and Lin Qingyu had voluntarily conceded, almost no one believed he could win this time!

Feng Yuancheng had already been extremely powerful, no weaker than Lin Qingyu. Moreover, he had broken through during yesterday's match, increasing his strength considerably once again.

On the arena.

Feng Yuancheng looked at Chen Fan with mixed emotions.

At first, he had not taken this junior brother seriously. Even when Chen Fan won again and again, he had still commented on Chen Fan from a position of superiority.

Who would have thought that Chen Fan would fight his way all the way here and meet him in the semifinals!

Looking at Chen Fan's youthful face, Feng Yuancheng could not help feeling somewhat bitter...

Yet after that bitterness came an even greater resolve!

First Yan Lincu, then Chen Fan. In this martial arts tournament, he should have been the most dazzling figure, yet he had almost become a mere supporting character.

He narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at Chen Fan. "Junior Brother Chen Fan, sorry, but I have to win this match!"

Not only did he have to win, he had to win beautifully!

His gaze shifted toward the area below the stage where Yan Lincu was waiting with the other contestants.

His eyes became even sharper.

Then he turned back, cast aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his expression grew colder still.

"Yan Lincu, I hope you don't lose to someone else before I get to you!"

He withdrew his gaze, spread his palms, and charged toward Chen Fan!

The technique he used was none other than the already-mastered White Cloud Pine-Crane Palm!

"Lose!"

He intended to defeat Chen Fan within thirty moves!