The Next Realm of Beast Hunting Fist

Mother Lin said, "Little Wang, why not stay for dinner?"

"No, I've already made dinner." Wang Shanxiong looked at Lin Feng. "I've heard about what's happened in the village these past few days.

"I never expected Little Feng's martial arts to be so formidable.

"Brother Wang really underestimated you."

Lin Feng felt there was something more behind Wang Shanxiong's words.

"Brother Wang, you flatter me. I only know a few crude farming tricks that aren't fit for any grand stage."

Wang Shanxiong said with a smile, "What a coincidence. I know a few farming tricks myself. When we have the time, we brothers can exchange pointers."

"Oh? Then Brother Wang must teach me properly when the chance comes."

"Certainly, certainly. I'm heading back for dinner. You carry on."

Lin Feng kept smiling, pretending he knew nothing.

However, Lin Feng suspected that Wang Shanxiong had definitely gone to inspect the homes of those three robbers and had already become wary of him.

It seemed he could not delay any longer. Tomorrow, he would break through Beast Hunting Fist to its next realm, then find an opportunity to strike.

If he waited any longer, Wang Shanxiong's injuries might heal.

In truth, Wang Shanxiong's injuries were not as easy to recover from as Lin Feng imagined.

Wang Shanxiong had indeed gone out this time to seek doctors and medicine, but the results had been far from obvious.

Wang Shanxiong's external injuries were easy enough to heal.

But for his internal injuries to recover, he needed an excellent furnace.

Zhou Chunlan was the furnace he had set his sights on.

That was why Wang Shanxiong had returned.

That night, Lin Feng did not sleep well at all.

Early the next morning, he got up with a scoop net and headed to the creek.

He planned to first raise the Mad Demon Staff Technique to perfection, then break Beast Hunting Fist through to its next unknown realm.

He would compare the two martial arts and use whichever was stronger against Wang Shanxiong.

For that, he needed a great deal of food.

If he went hunting in the mountains, there was no guarantee of a catch.

It was safer to come to Small River Gully and scoop up prawns.

Lin Feng quickly filled an entire fish basket with large prawns.

He roasted more than a hundred of them on a stone slab.

Then, he spent one Breakthrough Point to raise the Mad Demon Staff Technique to the beginner level.

Only memories of practicing the Mad Demon Staff Technique for one year appeared.

The hunger was not as intense, either.

His vitality attribute did not increase.

Perhaps because he already had martial arts training, practicing other martial arts of the same grade would be faster.

Lin Feng raised the Mad Demon Staff Technique all the way to the perfection level in one go.

His vitality attribute only rose by one point, reaching fifteen.

Moreover, the final breakthrough to the perfection level of the Mad Demon Staff Technique had only consumed one Breakthrough Point. It had not consumed two Breakthrough Points like Beast Hunting Fist.

Lin Feng suspected this was also because he had already practiced a low-grade martial art.

Practicing another low-grade martial art became easier, but its effect in strengthening his body was no longer obvious.

The key was that after the Mad Demon Staff Technique reached the perfection level, there were no further realms. Nor did a new realm appear that required ten Breakthrough Points, as it had for Beast Hunting Fist.

It seemed Beast Hunting Fist was stronger than the Mad Demon Staff Technique.

To deal with Wang Shanxiong, he still had to use Beast Hunting Fist.

The final result of investing points into the Mad Demon Staff Technique was that he had spent four Breakthrough Points for only one point of vitality. It felt like a bit of a loss.

If he had put all four Breakthrough Points into vitality, he could have gained four points of vitality.

Still, it might not truly have been a loss. At the very least, he had learned a staff technique.

The Mad Demon Staff Technique was quite powerful when dealing with group attacks.

Lin Feng still had twelve Breakthrough Points.

The next realm of Beast Hunting Fist required ten Breakthrough Points.

He had more than enough Breakthrough Points.

Lin Feng estimated that breaking Beast Hunting Fist through to its next realm would leave him even hungrier.

Using one Breakthrough Point, he could eat dozens of large prawns. If he used ten Breakthrough Points, would he not have to eat several hundred?

To be safe, Lin Feng roasted five hundred large prawns in one go.

With the food prepared, he could make the breakthrough.

Lin Feng summoned his attribute panel and tapped Beast Hunting Fist.

A vast number of memories of practicing Beast Hunting Fist flooded into his mind.

In those memories, Lin Feng practiced Beast Hunting Fist bitterly for another thirty years.

During that time, he did not know how many great trees requiring two people to encircle he had broken, nor how many fierce beasts he had killed.

For those thirty years, Lin Feng had spent almost all his time in the mountains, gradually gaining the feeling that he had become one with them.

He no longer seemed to be a hunter, but a ferocious beast of the mountains.

He could even communicate with certain spiritually aware small animals.

Across that mountain range, neither black bears nor tigers dared provoke him. He became the king of all beasts in those mountains.

He felt that his heart, too, had become a Heart of the Beast.

That day, he attained enlightenment. Humans were merely one kind of beast after all, and Lin Feng comprehended the Heart of the Beast intent.

The Heart of the Beast intent was similar to berserkification. It could increase combat power, but he did not know how to use the Heart of the Beast.

After breaking Beast Hunting Fist through to the intent level, Lin Feng's vitality attribute rose from fifteen to eighteen.

An even fiercer hunger surged over him.

Lin Feng hurriedly started eating.

Fortunately, he had prepared extra food. Otherwise, it truly would not have been enough.

Even after eating five hundred large prawns, Lin Feng still felt hungry. He immediately roasted and ate another hundred or so.

Only then did the hunger fade.

He ate this much just for a breakthrough now. When he broke through to higher realms in the future, would he have to eat an entire cow?

He had heard that the apothecaries in the city sold highly nourishing pills. Eat one, and you would not feel hungry for an entire day.

In the future, he could use pills in place of food, but he could not afford them yet. That was something to consider later.

After his vitality increased, Lin Feng felt his body had become sturdier. The lines of muscle beneath his clothes grew even more distinct.

Lin Feng tried activating the Heart of the Beast, but unfortunately, there was no response at all.

He possessed the intent but did not know how to use it.

He had spent fourteen Breakthrough Points today, yet it seemed his combat power had not increased by much.

Lin Feng did not dwell on it.

He had gained thirty years of experience practicing Beast Hunting Fist and had thoroughly mastered it.

He had also learned the Mad Demon Staff Technique and gained four points of vitality, so the Breakthrough Points had not been wasted.

Lin Feng washed himself in the creek, then scooped up another full fish basket of large prawns and returned home.

Other than his own family, no one else in Xiaohe Village recognized large prawns as food. Otherwise, they would have long since been scooped clean.

His martial arts had broken through. All that remained was to find an opportunity to eliminate Wang Shanxiong.

His instincts told him that Wang Shanxiong would not be easy to kill.

After returning home, Lin Feng made roasted prawns for the children, then went to Mr. Hong's place and did some work within his means.

Lin Feng kept pondering how he should make his move.

His house and Wang Shanxiong's were separated by only an earthen wall.

If he went directly to Wang Shanxiong's home to fight, his family might be caught up in it.

He had to find a way to lure Wang Shanxiong out before making his move.

Thus, at dinner, Lin Feng had Mother Lin make a pot of braised pork.

Lin Feng said he wanted to send a plate next door for Brother Wang to taste.

Mother Lin found him a large plate and filled it to the brim with braised pork.

Carrying the braised pork, Lin Feng knocked on the courtyard gate of Wang Shanxiong's house next door.

Knock, knock, knock. "Brother Wang, are you home?"

"I am." Wang Shanxiong was sitting in his own courtyard. He walked to the gate and opened it for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng handed over the braised pork and said with a smile, "My mother made a pot of braised pork tonight and had me bring some over for Brother Wang to try.

"Also, I wanted to ask Brother Wang for a favor."

Wang Shanxiong did not take the braised pork. Instead, he asked, "What favor do you want?"

Lin Feng said, "There's not much meat left at home, so I plan to go hunting in the mountains tomorrow.

"My mother is worried about me going alone and wants Brother Wang to accompany me up the mountain."

The moment Wang Shanxiong heard this, the thought of going into the mountains to kill Lin Feng sprang up in his heart.

But he also feared that Lin Feng already knew he had hired those three thugs last time, and knew that he wanted to kill him.

Perhaps Lin Feng had come this time after setting a trap, intending to lure him into the mountains and kill him.

Countless thoughts whirled through Wang Shanxiong's mind, and he could not help mocking himself.

The longer one stayed in the martial world, the smaller one's courage became.

What tricks could a young hunter possibly have?

Wang Shanxiong took the braised pork. "All right. I happen to have nothing to do tomorrow, so I'll accompany you into the mountains."

"Then thank you, Brother Wang. Remember to get up early tomorrow."

With that, Lin Feng left.

Wang Shanxiong shut the courtyard gate and placed the braised pork on the table.

Then he took out a silver needle and pricked every piece of meat several times, even dipping it into a little of the sauce.

The silver needle did not change color, proving that the braised pork was not poisoned.

A smile appeared on Wang Shanxiong's face as he muttered to himself, "It seems the brat next door has not suspected me yet.

"But tomorrow, I'll let him die knowing the truth. Consider it repayment for this plate of braised pork."

With that, Wang Shanxiong began stuffing himself with meat. "This tastes pretty good!"