Chapter 3, The First Encounter with Laughter and Pride

"Please don't cry! It makes me seem like I'm bullying a little girl. Alright, alright! I will go with you all!"

Qu Feiyan, in a fluster, attempted to pull out the silver needle. However, as soon as her right hand moved, the silver needle trembled slightly, causing both soreness and numbness. She had no ill intentions; having suffered such a significant loss, she felt wronged. Tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string. At only eleven or twelve years of age, she was still a young girl, and this display of tears left Chen Ang somewhat at a loss.

On that day, Chen Ang was correcting the skeletal deviations of a man practicing external martial arts. The man's muscles and bones, knotted together, caused him to frown deeply: "Without the correct method for practicing external skills, one may not notice anything at first, but over time, those without secrets will develop physical deformities. I have obtained several sets of formulas, all of which are incomplete, lacking the core principles of breathing and energy circulation."

What happened? We heard that this Sai Huatuo has the best medical skills. Brother Linghu is so severely injured, unconscious, and we are still waiting for us to bring the doctor back!" A curious little nun, about sixteen or seventeen years old, peeked her head out from behind her.

Chen Ang took a few steps back and assumed a strange posture to stretch his body, instructing the man, "Copy this posture!" The man reluctantly stretched his body, his muscles nearly twisting together. Yet, he still endured the pain, carefully watching Chen Ang.

After practicing the boxing technique for just a while, Chen Ang developed a sense of qi. If those martial artists who have only been training for three to five years were to find out, they would surely stomp their feet and pound their chests, exclaiming how unfair the heavens are. The reason is quite simple; the qi referred to in the sense of qi is essentially the vital energy and blood. The sensations of numbness, tingling, and swelling are merely the stimulation provided to the body by the circulation of this vital energy and blood, ultimately reflecting upon the human body.

He does not insist on the muscles exerting force according to the optimal results, but rather transforms the boxing technique into a form that is most suitable for himself while preserving the essence of the Black Tiger Fist. After a short while, Chen Ang feels a subtle flow of warmth surging throughout his body

Chen Ang looked at her shy and adorable demeanor, and although he knew the place she intended to go, he deliberately asked, "Oh? Which Guangfa Gao Temple is it, a tranquil and sacred place?"

Qu Feiyan found what he said terrifying, and some were so frightened that they hid behind Yi Lin with their bright, sparkling eyes. Poor Chen Ang, who had spent half his life as a single high school student in the real world, had become a bookworm in the world of "Endless" and could only resort to intimidation to interact with girls. This shows that when it comes to flirting, intelligence does not play a role.

Qu Feiyan is still alive, and has already met Yi Lin. Calculating the time, this should be after Linghu Chong and Tian Boguang's duel when he was injured. At this moment, Liu Zhengfeng's family has not yet been exterminated, but it will be a matter of time.

At that moment, a sweet voice came from behind, "Sister Yilin, let's change to another medical clinic!" Chen Ang turned around and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old girl dressed in a red dress, looking at him with a lively expression, her eyes as if she had seen something strange.

Although there are targets available for practice during weekdays, they cannot compare to the satisfaction of using a real flesh target. Chen Ang raised his hand and delivered a strike known as "Black Tiger Prowling the Heart," feeling that the movement of his muscles was somewhat unnatural. After making slight adjustments, he executed another "Black Tiger Prowling the Heart".

From just having grasped the basics of the boxing technique to developing a sense of energy, Chen Ang took merely fifteen minutes. Now, he has fully unleashed his limbs, and each strike carries a subtle yet powerful force. Every time he hits that man, it leaves him feeling weak all over, exhilarated and thoroughly enjoying the experience.

Upon seeing Chen Ang's attire, she clasped her hands together and eagerly said, "Doctor, could you accompany me on a house call?"

"So refreshing! So refreshing!" The man was visibly delighted, no longer holding back, forcefully meeting Chen Ang's fists and kicks, fearing that he was not hitting hard enough. Seeing his cooperation, Chen Ang simply used the punches and kicks he had just learned on the man's body.

Qu Feiyan raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears, and sobbed, "You are just bullying me!" As she spoke, she stamped her foot in frustration, disregarding the silver needles in her hand, and turned to run away. However, after taking just two steps, her body went weak, and she fell to the ground.

Suddenly, Chen Ang struck with lightning speed, delivering a heavy punch to the man. Before the man could react, another powerful blow landed squarely on his abdomen. The man immediately bent his back in pain, crying out, and staggered as if about to fall to the ground. However, Chen Ang did not let up; he stepped forward and landed an elbow strike to the man's neck, causing tears to stream down his face.

Unexpectedly, with a flick of Chen Ang's hand, a flash of silver light passed by. Qu Feiyan's wrist went numb, and a large handful of black blood needles slipped from her grasp, falling to the ground. Yilin clearly saw a silver needle, as fine as a cow's hair, piercing straight into the acupoint on Qu Feiyan's right wrist.

Chen Ang hurriedly approached and removed the silver needle for her, "This technique of inserting the needle is my unique skill. Anyone who has been struck by this needle cannot move without my personal removal; otherwise, they will only feel the silver needle becoming increasingly severe. The moment you move, the needle will burrow deeper. Fortunately, I targeted the 'ma' acupoint; had it been a fatal acupoint, taking just two steps would result in a sudden collapse, leading to immediate death."

This somewhat hurt Chen Ang. He wanted to explain to her, but reason told him that explanations would be futile. He simply turned away with an indifferent expression, pretending to be a detached doctor.

Qu Feiyan took out a cluster of black needles and held them in her hand, "Are we doing it now?"

Chen Ang, with his remarkable learning ability, memorized many widely circulated martial arts techniques from the warriors who came to seek treatment. However, those practitioners were merely amateurs, so how much reference could they provide? Ultimately, he still had to correct the errors in his techniques bit by bit on his own

After Chen Ang arrived in the world of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," he did not rush towards Mount Hua. Instead, dressed as a barefoot doctor, he traveled towards Mount Heng while treating patients along the way, making an effort to interact with the martial artists. Over the course of these two months, he treated countless knife wounds and poison sores, which not only provided him with a wealth of internal energy sample data but also earned him a degree of fame in the martial arts world

No one in the martial world can match Chen Ang's understanding of the human body and his sensory abilities. After just a few punches, Chen Ang's Black Tiger Fist has already transformed into something entirely different

In this regard, no one can compare to Chen Ang in a state of complete immersion

Yilin's face turned as red as her ears upon hearing his question. She was both embarrassed and anxious, unable to utter a word. Beside her, Qu Feiyan rolled her eyes at Chen Ang, took out a silver ingot, and placed it in front of Chen Ang, asking, "Will you take on a business deal worth fifty taels?"

Chen Ang, with malicious intent, took out a larger gold ingot and slapped it back, saying: "I won't do it!"

It was merely an ordinary acupuncture needle, light and soft. Even an ordinary physician, holding the needle in hand, might not be able to pierce Qu Feiyan's wrist. Yet Chen Ang, despite being at a distance, was able to accurately shoot the needle in. This level of eyesight and wrist strength was truly formidable and terrifying. The precision in identifying acupoints and the superb technique in needlework were even more astonishing. It was then that Yilin realized that the person before her, this matchless Hua Tuo, was not just a name without substance.

So exhilarating! So exhilarating! Hit me harder, harder! The burly man was rolling on the ground after being struck by Chen Ang, yet he kept shouting excitedly.

The man was reluctant to comply, struggling to rise. However, as he moved his hands and feet, he was astonished to find that the stiffness and rigidity of his body, which had plagued him in the past, seemed to have vanished without a trace. Before he could fully comprehend this, Chen Ang lifted a foot and struck him in the face. Feeling a slight sense of relief on his face, the man finally realized that Chen Ang's powerful blows had always targeted the knotted areas of his muscles and bones, loosening his previously rigid physique

Due to his exceptional medical skills, particularly in surgery, he gained widespread fame after performing an emergency laparotomy on a child who had been poisoned by a curse just one month ago, earning him the nickname "the second Hua Tuo" in the martial arts community. This left Chen Ang feeling somewhat amused and exasperated.