C176 After Resolving the Conflict Zhang Meng You Guys Get Lost
"I've actually achieved a maximum level Eight Blasts!"
Lin Dong mused internally.
He had anticipated that a successful battle might earn him a tangible company or perhaps a sum of money from the system. To his surprise, it rewarded him with a martial skill instead.
Martial skills differ from regular skills.
Skills enhance one's physical attributes directly through system rewards.
Martial techniques, however, enable the release of power. Even without immense strength, one can execute moves that unleash attacks far more formidable than those of an average person.
Lin Dong had already gained control over his leg muscles thanks to the system's reward.
Now, with the max-level Eight Blasts at his disposal, he could fully channel this power!
The Eight Blasts technique involves shaking the ground with one's legs, engaging the waist, and propelling the arms forward to strike!
For the legs to release such power, precise coordination with the muscle groups is essential.
At this moment, Lin Dong could fully utilize the muscle control ability previously granted by the system.
This would significantly amplify the impact of his Eight Blasts!
Lin Dong's strength was skyrocketing.
If his combat power was previously a two, it had now surged to a ten!
The application method for the Eight Blasts suddenly became clear in his mind, as if it had been etched into his subconscious, ready to be deployed in an instant.
Should he encounter someone like Hsiao Cheng again,
he wouldn't need to rely on brute force. The mere technique of the Eight Blasts would allow him to win with ease!
Unaware of Lin Dong's transformation, the onlookers remained oblivious.
Hsiao Cheng, delighted to have Lin Dong's insights on strength application, asked him, "Lin Dong, what brings you to the Martial Arts Club today?"
Knowing that Lin Dong wasn't one to cause trouble, Hsiao Cheng was genuinely curious.
"I'm here to serve as a sparring partner for Yang Zitan," Lin Dong replied honestly.
"Sparring partner?" Hsiao Cheng was visibly taken aback.
He hadn't expected the formidable Lin Dong to be someone's sparring partner.
In the meantime, Zhang Meng cautiously interjected, "Eldest Brother, since we've already knelt, may we stand up now? My chin is starting to hurt."
Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi chimed in as well.
"My stomach is killing me."
"I have such chest pain!"
After they had all knelt down, Lin Dong had helped Hsiao Cheng to his feet but hadn't extended the same courtesy to them.
Hsiao Cheng, captivated by Lin Dong, was eager to converse and neglected the trio, leaving them kneeling until now.
Upon hearing their complaints, Hsiao Cheng's brow furrowed in annoyance.
He snapped, "Scram! You're no longer welcome at the Martial Arts Club!"
"What?"
"Don't send us away, Eldest Brother!"
"I admit my mistake, Eldest Brother! Please, don't cast us out!"
Zhang Meng and the others pleaded desperately.
They had hoped to simply get past this incident, but Hsiao Cheng was now telling them to leave!
They were extremely worried.
Without the Martial Arts Club, they would lose all their privileges and status, forced to start over from the bottom!
Hsiao Cheng let out a cold huff and declared, "You twist the truth, unable to discern right from wrong. The only reason you're walking away is that you've been somewhat useful over the years. Otherwise, I'd break your legs myself. Now get out before I change my mind!"
His tone was stern.
Zhang Meng and his companions were so terrified that they shook all over.
They didn't dare utter another word and quickly scrambled to their feet to leave.
Right now, seeking medical attention for their injuries was the priority.
Lin Dong watched Zhang Meng and the others depart without offering a word of support.
He wasn't about to play the saint.
Zhang Meng and his group had been a constant challenge to him. Had he failed today, they would have shown him no mercy!
By not asking Hsiao Cheng to mete out further punishment, Lin Dong was already showing a measure of mercy.
