Martial Fist: Adding Points in Dreamland

Translator: Cinder Translations

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"Not long ago when I went down the mountain, I heard that a new martial arts faction had emerged in the Nanjiang Martial Arts World."

In the forest, Li Chenye, dressed in a gray-white robe, slowly explained as he recalled something.

"This faction claims to have discovered a shortcut to achieving master-level accomplishments, or even surpassing them."

"It seems to be related to these Divine Power Crystals."

Beside him, Wu Shuang had remained silent, but was still shaken upon hearing this.

It goes without saying how rare martial arts masters are in the Red Country's martial arts world—there are only a handful.

The road to breaking through is perilous, but now, someone dares to say they've discovered a shortcut?

"Master Uncle, may I ask which faction this is?"

"Divine Martial Alliance."

Li Chenye spoke softly.

Upon hearing the answer, both Chen Feng and Wu Shuang furrowed their brows.

Divine Martial Alliance?

"It is a martial path that integrates Divine Power Crystals, hence the name 'Divine Martial'."

With deep eyes, Li Chenye stood still and slightly raised his head.

His gaze pierced through the gaps between the green tree branches, to the boundless blue sky above.

"In today's age, martial arts are in decline."

"Whether it’s mechanical martial arts or human augmentation, the power of technology grows stronger with time, but pure martial arts, even masters, can eventually run out of strength."

"Perhaps, this is another way to pursue martial arts."

With a tone of lament, Li Chenye’s eyes revealed a trace of melancholy.

Chen Feng, deep in thought, couldn't help but think of the martial arts he saw in the dream world.

[Alliance History, Year 92: King of Fists Luo Chao first discovered the secrets of martial arts, breaking limits successfully, thereby revitalizing martial arts and elevating their status, making them rival the path of extraordinary awakenings.]

A martial path that could stand shoulder to shoulder with the extraordinary—undoubtedly an extremely powerful martial art.

He couldn’t help but feel that perhaps this was related to the martial factions on Earth, and might even represent a possible path forward.

"Master Uncle, what exactly is mechanical martial arts?"

Suddenly, Chen Feng had a question.

He had never heard of this system before.

"Mechanical martial arts, it’s another form of martial path, or rather, it’s no longer truly martial arts."

Li Chenye shook his head, his expression returning to its usual calm.

"The principle is somewhat similar to human augmentation, where special modules are implanted into the body, containing various martial logic."

"However, mechanical martial artists are mostly still human in terms of flesh and blood. They rely on special modules, combined with spiritual power, to control external weapons, use mechanical energy to replace internal energy, and manipulate electromagnetic fields to evolve martial intent, thus achieving tremendous destructive power."

With a simple explanation, Chen Feng recalled the moment when he killed Gao Tianheng.

He had been blocked by a cyborg from Utopia, and then a dark golden flying shuttle had descended from the sky to rescue him, allowing him to escape.

Could this be the mechanical martial arts?

"Does this mean many people will eventually choose the mechanical martial arts path?" Chen Feng asked curiously, as Wu Shuang handed him a coat she had found in the car.

"Not necessarily. Mechanical martial arts also has its shortcomings."

Li Chenye shook his head.

"Because special modules are implanted into the body, some flesh and blood are replaced with machinery. All the martial arts training becomes wasted, and it becomes difficult to apply them. Not every martial artist can tolerate this feeling."

"Moreover, mechanical martial artists rely heavily on external forces. They need to inject large amounts of enhancement drugs to improve their physical and mental strength. Their power is closely tied to the quality of their external weapons, mechanical energy, and electromagnetic fields."

"To enhance strength, you have to spend a lot of resources and money. The costs keep increasing as time goes on."

Chen Feng understood the meaning.

Mechanical martial artists mainly rely on "spending money"—the higher the quality of the equipment, the stronger the power.

While it still sounds like martial arts, it actually follows the same path as human augmentation, focusing on mechanical technology.

He didn't ask more questions and they continued their brief conversation.

Soon, a vehicle from the mountain gate arrived.

Li Tong, dressed in a red-striped white robe, stepped out of the car with a flushed face, showing no signs of weakness at all.

Behind him were several true disciples, including Xu Tingxiao, who was still in the dark about the situation, following along.

"Is he dead?"

Li Tong glanced around the scene.

The corpse of the Blood Poison Hand lay on the ground, surrounded by destruction—trees shattered, the earth overturned, as if bombarded by artillery.

His eyes sought confirmation from Li Chenye.

"Junior Brother Chen did it."

Li Chenye spoke calmly, causing everyone to pause in surprise.

Li Tong was shocked, and the true disciples were even more bewildered.

After all, if they had encountered this Blood Poison Hand, unless they worked together, it would be difficult to kill him.

For a moment, all eyes turned to Chen Feng.

They saw that he had only a small wound on his chest, which had already scabbed over.

With mixed expressions, sighs and praises followed.

He was already this strong after just reaching the first level of Inner Strength. If he breaks through again in the future...

No one dared to imagine.

"Truly my good disciple, you really have the bearing of a master."

Li Tong smiled and patted Chen Feng’s shoulder, his pride and expectations clearly evident.

As for Xu Tingxiao, wearing a red-striped robe behind him, he had finally digested the truth and snapped back to reality.

But just as he had processed it all, he felt an overwhelming discomfort.

"You were right this morning."

"Our gap has indeed widened."

Chen Feng walked past him and deliberately whispered.

Xu Tingxiao’s body shook visibly, his fists clenched in frustration.

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"Li Feng is dead."

In a villa living room, at the same time that the Blood Poison Hand died, a black snake wooden sculpture on a wooden table suddenly cracked.

A woman with wavy hair, wearing a red leather jacket, had a grim expression, and the man beside her, cloaked in black, remained silent.

"Was it the people from the Flame Tiger faction who killed him?"

"How would I know?"

The woman in red snapped back, "I told him not to go, and now look at what happened!"

"A divine power crystal of emissary-level importance... There’s been a lot of debate about this within the alliance. If the elders find out, you and I will definitely be punished."

The man in black remained silent, while a raven flew past the window.

Its cawing continued, and soon, the room was filled with silence.

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That day, the matter was concluded.

Chen Feng, along with Li Tong and others, took the corpse of the Blood Poison Hand back to the mountain, offering a tribute to the true disciples he had killed.

Perhaps because of this event, Chen Feng felt that the true disciples around him began to subtly change their attitude towards him.

"Junior Brother Chen, thank you for avenging Senior Brother Luo."

"If you ever need anything, feel free to find me."

The speaker was Zhang Guiyuan, a second true disciple.

Wearing a white robe, he had reached the integration of internal and external energy long ago.

In his forties, but appearing to be in his early thirties, his short black hair and rosy complexion made him look youthful.

Chen Feng learned that the former grandmaster disciple, Luo Yan, was very close to them, like an older brother.

As they chatted casually, the initial unfamiliarity between Chen Feng and the other disciples began to dissolve.

Watching this scene with a smile, Li Tong stood at the side, silently observing.

Meanwhile, Li Chenye turned and glanced outside, toward the mountain gate.

"It looks like Nephew Xu is practicing again," he said softly.

Li Tong smiled casually, "Young people always have a bit of competitive spirit."

"Yes," Li Chenye nodded, not refuting.

With a clear view of everything at the mountain gate, he spoke again, "The Southern Martial Arts Conference is starting soon."

"Are you planning to take anyone with you, Senior Brother?"

"All of them," Li Tong said, his gaze distant. The smile on his face quietly faded.

"Speaking of which, the tournament will be held in Yun Port."

"I haven't been there in many years."

His tone was long, filled with nostalgia.

Li Chenye, though never having experienced that time himself, had heard Li Tong mention it many times.

The atmosphere became quiet, only the wind from below the mountain breaking the stillness.

The disciples moved around, crossing paths. The goldfish swam in the pond, their movements peaceful.

Li Chenye’s gaze grew deep, and he finally spoke his thoughts.

"Senior Brother, I think I want to go down the mountain."

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That evening, at dusk.

Since his injuries weren’t serious and had already scabbed over, Chen Feng didn't continue with his treatment. After dinner, he went straight back to his courtyard.

He also received a bottle of pills from his master, Li Tong.

"This is the Flame Origin Pill, a secret medicine to assist in the cultivation of the Crimson Tiger Force," Li Tong had said. "Because the inner force focuses on purity, the effect of this pill is limited. The increase won’t be substantial, so be mentally prepared."

"There are four pills in a bottle. Take one a day, and let me know when you run out."

Recalling Li Tong's instructions, Chen Feng stood inside the room and opened the pill bottle, taking out one pill.

It was round, about the size of a fingernail, with a reddish color.

It smelled faintly bitter, but Chen Feng didn’t mind. He popped the pill into his mouth.

Crunch!

The bitter taste hit his throat.

Once the pill entered his stomach, he felt a surge of heat, as though a fire had appeared in his lower abdomen.

Without delay, he quickly began his martial practice and visualized the Crimson Tiger Soaring Through the Sky diagram in his mind.

His internal force flowed quietly, and his organs began refining. The sense of heat was drawn in and transformed.

Time passed, and the night deepened. By the time Chen Feng opened his eyes, a flash of light shone in his gaze.

[Crimson Tiger Force: Blazing Flame (48/100)]

"Not bad, I’ve gained 12% progress."

Satisfied, Chen Feng nodded and guided his intent. Soon, deep red inner force leaked from his pores, covering his feet and climbing up to his heels.

The inner force grew stronger, and it was nearing full-body circulation.

At this rate, if he added the Limit-Breaking Light Orb, it wouldn’t be long before he broke through to the Steel Fire level.

His thoughts flickered, and after a moment of adapting to the growth of his inner force, Chen Feng prepared to rest for the night.

Just then, his phone suddenly vibrated.

Raising an eyebrow, he picked it up to see the message.

[Chen Yun: Picture.]

[The new dormitory is great. Don’t worry.]

[How have you been? Is everything going smoothly at the martial arts hall?]

It was a message from Chen Yun. Chen Feng realized that he had forgotten to reply to her earlier messages.

On the day he arrived in the central city, Chen Yun had sent him messages, but he had been too tired from his battle with Zhao Jianlong and the drain from using the Azure Armor, so he had forgotten to respond.

As he flipped through the chat, he saw several pictures she had sent recently.

One was of a large school made of white jade-like material, resembling some special stone. A white dove, symbolizing peace, perched atop the school hall. In the background, there were single-person flying vehicles landing.

Many of the people walking around had visible mechanical modifications, with half-augmented bodies blending into their everyday life.

Another picture was an aerial view of the city.

Bright and glorious.

Neon lights blazed, and holographic projections covered the sky, with multi-colored rays of light weaving through the air.

Beyond the glowing city, there were large containers stacked up against the outer metal walls, and in the distance, the vast blue ocean stretched out, with countless giant cargo ships docking at the shore. Some gray-white steel warships were also visible.

"Central City, Yun Port."

Chen Feng’s eyes flickered as he typed a response.

He hadn’t come across much information about Central City online, except for pictures like these.

Suddenly, he recalled something Lin Hao had said.

Central City was also known as the New World in some circles.

His thoughts were turbulent, rising in waves.

Eventually, he glanced out the window at the dark sky, shaking his head slowly. He returned to his calm demeanor.

If given the opportunity, he would definitely visit it in the future.

But for now...

Lying down on his bed, he closed his eyes.

He knew that higher strength was the foundation for traveling the world.

(End of the Chapter)

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