I practice martial arts by adding skill points in modern city-Chapter 71: 【065】Injection, Berserk Mode

Wang Longhu, for the first time, managed to unleash his energy through pressure points during a fight.

Dark Force’s power lies in its needle-like thrust, capable of both attack and defense, making it difficult for opponents to counter.

Once Dark Force penetrates the body, it feels like needles stabbing through the meridians and internal organs, causing excruciating pain.

The masked man did not expect that the young Wang Longhu would be a Dark Force expert, thus he was unprepared and got caught by Wang Longhu’s Striking Force.

This was just the beginning for Wang Longhu, who had recently mastered the Dark Force. If he were more accomplished, his Dark Force could ravage someone’s internal organs mercilessly.

With his arm aching, the masked man executed a 360-degree leg sweep to force Wang Longhu back, and then rolled to a standing position.

With his injured arm hanging down, the masked man glared at Wang Longhu, gritting his teeth and said fiercely, "I had no idea, no idea that stealing this thing would lead me to a Dark Force expert. This is my luck, to exchange blows with a Dark Force expert; it’s worth coming to Dong County even if it means death."

Listening to this guy’s words, Wang Longhu frowned slightly, feeling that there was something odd about what he said, like he was ready to risk his life.

The next second, the masked man pulled out a plastic syringe containing a colorless transparent liquid from his pocket with his uninjured hand. He bit off the needle cap and unhesitatingly jabbed the needle into his neck and injected all the liquid into his vein at once.

In an instant, the masked man’s expression turned euphoric, his eyes ablaze, and thick, worm-like veins bulged on his neck and face, making him appear as if he had been injected with hormones.

"Ha!" The masked man shouted, and the arm that was hurt by Wang Longhu’s Dark Force seemed revitalized. He extended both arms, trampling on the seawater seeping through the deck, rushing towards Wang Longhu, raising his large arm to swing his hand.

Bam!

A crisp sound exploded in the air, his whip-like arm left Wang Longhu no time to dodge; he could only brace with his forearms.

With Ming Jin’s thousand-pound force, Wang Longhu took the masked man’s blow head-on, his legs bending downwards abruptly, causing the fishing boat to sway, and more seawater seeped through its already cracked hull, reaching the duo’s ankles.

The masked man seemed unfazed by the pain, and swiftly swung his other arm repeatedly like a whip. Wang Longhu blocked again, feeling the relentless offensive akin to pouring rain and raging waves.

It resulted in an immense pressure, ceaseless strikes leaving no option but to dodge or block, with no chance for counterattack.

Of course, such a fast-paced assault had its downside. While it could initially suppress opponents through fierce outbursts, prolonged duration would strain his stamina, eventually revealing his vulnerability.

This moment marked the best chance for the suppressed to counterattack.

The masked man realized that after Wang Longhu had developed Dark Force, in a prolonged fight, he was no match for him. Thus, his only path to victory was through swift and fierce attacks.

"Ha!"

After swinging his arm twice, the masked man suddenly switched tactics, stamping both feet on the ground, retracting his arms and elbows, crashing into Wang Longhu’s chest.

Wang Longhu had just managed to block it, then stepped forward, turned sideways, and shoulder-checked Wang Longhu with all his strength.

No matter how stable his stance was, Wang Longhu felt like a truck speeding at 100 mph had just crashed into him.

He flew backward, straightening his limbs as he crashed through the cabin, plunging into the sea outside of the boat.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" The masked man gasped heavily, reaching to unzip his jacket, took it off and threw it to the ground.

His skin was entirely red, like being steamed and emitting heat outside, tendrils of white smoke rising up, extremely odd.

"This time, I have matters to attend to, unable to find out who prevails. Next time, next time when we meet, we’ll fight again. Even if you have Dark Force, in a no-holds-barred match, I might still beat you." The masked man picked up the nearest Tathagata Buddha statue, speaking to the sea through the hole in the cabin, about to turn and leave.

In his current state, he dared not linger and decided to leave behind the other Bodhisattva Guanyin statue on the floor. If Wang Longhu caught up to him, he’d lose even a single statue.

Just as the masked man weakly crawled ashore, preparing to leave, he looked up to see two unfamiliar, smug faces in front of him. In the next moment, two fists came at him from either side, catching him off guard, instantly knocking him out.

"To cause such damage to another’s fishing boat, it’s sinful. I wonder how much compensation this would cost." Hong Wentai looked at the damaged, dilapidated fishing boat and couldn’t resist shaking his head.

Given the current water seepage situation, this fishing boat would sink entirely in less than an hour.

"Bill the Association for reimbursement. After all, we managed to retrieve the Buddha statues for them." The monk took the Buddha statue from the masked man’s hand, weighed it in his hands, and laughed.

He did not expect things to go so smoothly; upon hearing the commotion, he and Hong Wentai rushed over immediately, just in time to see the masked man climbing onto the deck and apprehend him.

Now, with both Buddha statues in their hands, it was good news for the Wen City Martial Arts Association.

"Master, take a quick look at what this guy just injected into himself. I had him beat, but after taking this shot, he became so fierce; I nearly couldn’t hold him down."

At this moment, Wang Longhu climbed up from the shore, drenched, holding a syringe with only a few milligrams left, handing it to the monk. It was precisely what the masked man had injected earlier. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

"Whoa! This thing is... adrenaline, right?" Hong Wentai took the syringe from the monk’s hand, examining it intently: "This stuff is potent; one shot can keep you alive beyond midnight when King Yama wants you dead."

"A martial artist carrying adrenaline feels like the style of Hong Kong and the Australian District. Send him to the police station for investigation, and once his identity is clarified, we’ll summarize this incident," the monk lifted the unconscious masked man onto his shoulder. "Master Hong, please cover the compensation initially, and the Association will reimburse you."

Having retrieved two Buddha statues, the monk’s mood visibly brightened. Not only him, but Wang Longhu and Hong Wentai also felt incredibly excited and jubilant.

Claimed to be the most miraculous Martial Arts Inner Power, now in their hands, any martial artist would be eager to glean insights and learnings from it.

No one noticed the small black dot in the masked man’s left ear, somewhat resembling a miniature earphone.

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