How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 4 Promotion, Swift Promotion

Docks and warehouses.

"Brother Lin, is this really how it should be?"

Holding the wooden stick, Wu Yong looked at Lin Fan, who had taken off his shirt, revealing his strong upper body, somewhat at a loss. He was patrolling the dock when Lin Fan returned and dragged him into the warehouse, handed him a stick, and told him to use it to whip him.

He was bewildered by this.

"Okay, come on, wait a minute."

Lin Fan seemed to have thought of something, took the stick, ran his hand over it, found it smooth and without any burrs, and then handed the stick back to Wu Yong.

"Harder."

After saying that, he took a deep breath, stretched his arms forward as if he were practicing internal energy, and then looked at Wu Yong without saying a word, his eyes clear: Come on.

Chen Niu's words gave him some inspiration. He thought that if he had grasped the basics of stick fighting by randomly swinging the stick, would he be able to learn a similar external training method to Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Cover by having someone hit him with a stick and using external force?

Since I can't access martial arts right now, I can only rely on the advantages of external cheats to improve myself first.

If it doesn't work out, at most you'll just suffer a little.

But what if it actually works?

Wu Yong had never heard of such a request before, but seeing how serious Brother Lin was, he gripped the stick with both hands and said, "Brother Lin, then I'm really coming. Don't blame me if I get hurt."

"It's not your fault, hurry up."

"Okay, then I'm here."

"Come."

"Then I'm really coming."

Lin Fan turned around anxiously, wanting to ask if they could stop being so wishy-washy, when he saw Wu Yong let out a low roar and forcefully swing his wooden stick at Lin Fan's back.

What the hell!

Startled by the situation, Lin Fan quickly turned around, took a deep breath, and hunched his back.

boom!
The stick struck down, making solid contact with his back. The dull thud echoed through the warehouse, and Lin Fan's face turned red at a visible speed. His cheeks trembled, and he let out a muffled groan of pain.

It hurts, it really hurts.

His entire skeleton seemed to have fallen apart.

"Brother Lin, how are you? Are you alright?" Wu Yong asked with concern.

"No, it's okay."

Lin Fan endured the pain, remaining stubborn.

I never expected being whipped with a stick to hurt so much. No wonder Zhao Er was whipped so hard he cried out for his parents. This pain is real.

"How could he be alright? Look how swollen it is, and there are obvious stick marks." Wu Yong was genuinely afraid that Brother Lin would get angry from being beaten, so he snatched the stick back and beat him instead.

nonsense.

How could it not be swollen?

It's not made of iron.

However, when I looked at the panel, there was no change.

It's useless.

Or is it simply not enough?

After thinking it over, I realized it's definitely not enough; you can't expect to gain enlightenment in one fell swoop.

"Continue, come on." Lin Fan eased his pain and let Wu Yong do it himself. Wu Yong seemed a little hesitant at this request.

"Brother Lin, stop playing around. If something goes wrong, I'll be heartbroken. There's no hurdle in this world that can't be overcome. There's no need to go through this."

Wu Yong tried to comfort him, thinking that Brother Lin must have been hit hard.

The only possibility for a man to punish himself like this is that he was heartbroken, but he doesn't remember Lin Ge getting close to any girl.

"Playing? This isn't playing, this is martial arts training. In our gang, being attacked from behind is a common occurrence. If you want to be fierce, you have to endure hardship. Stop talking nonsense, just do what I tell you to do." Lin Fan urged.

Practice martial arts?

Wu Yong sighed inwardly. He knew that Brother Lin used to talk about martial arts, but those were all things from books. There was no such thing as martial arts; they were just things that some people made up when they had nothing better to do.

Seeing that Brother Lin was so insistent, he didn't say anything more, raised the stick, and lashed at Brother Lin's back again.

boom!
boom!
The dull thud of the sticks echoed through the warehouse.

Hearing the commotion, the gang members followed the sound in confusion. When they saw Wu Yong angrily beating Lin Fan with a stick, their expressions varied, but the only thing they had in common was that Lin Fan must have gone mad.

"What are you doing?"

A majestic voice came.

The gang members turned around, and when they saw the person who had come, they immediately straightened up and respectfully said, "Hall Master."

Wang Changhai frowned and said, "You're not properly patrolling the docks and you're slacking off all day long. What if the Fierce Tiger Gang comes to cause trouble?"

"Master, no, look..." A member of the gang pointed to the situation inside the warehouse. Wang Changhai looked over in confusion, wanting to ask what was going on with the sounds inside, but when he saw what was inside, he was stunned.

No, what are you doing?
In his eyes, Lin Fan, shirtless and red-faced, gritted his teeth as a gang member lashed him with a stick. Watching the force of the blows and hearing the muffled groans as the blows landed, he felt his gums ache.

Wouldn't that hurt terribly?
boom!
Click!

A crisp sound rang out, and the wooden stick, as thick as two fingers, snapped in two.

Wang Changhai was stunned. He had never imagined that anyone would be so ruthless to him. He immediately stepped forward and asked what was wrong.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Changhai was extremely puzzled and just wanted to figure out what was going on.

"Master, Master," Wu Yong greeted respectfully, startled.

At this moment, Lin Fan's breathing became slightly rapid, and he was overjoyed. It was done! It really was done! Just now, the panel changed, and a notification appeared in his mind.

[Complete the initial stage of body refinement]

[Beginner Body Refinement Proficiency +1]

[Beginner Body Refinement (Not Yet a Beginner 1/100)]

"Master, Wu Yong is helping me train." Lin Fan suppressed his joy and was very respectful in response to the master's inquiry.

The leader was a respectable person; when he was out in the world, his reputation was of utmost importance, and he especially cared about the respect shown to his underlings.

"exercise?"

Wang Changhai stared blankly, his eyes wide with disbelief. He had never seen anyone exercise like this before.

Lin Fan said, "Yes, Hall Master. As your subordinate, I hope to have a strong and healthy body to clear away all the villains in your way. When you encounter danger, I hope to use my body to buy you enough time to escape."

Sure enough, when he said those words...

Wang Changhai's gaze towards Lin Fan changed.

"Good, good, good! I never thought I, Wang Changhai, would have a follower like you by my side."

Wang Changhai saw the sincerity in Lin Fan's eyes; there was not a trace of pretense, only genuine affection.

The way the surrounding gang members looked at Lin Fan changed.

what?
Bro, when did you become so eloquent?

The way you're saying it makes us sound like we're useless, doesn't it?

At this moment, Wang Changhai noticed Lin Fan's muscles and couldn't help but step forward and reach out to touch them. "Such strong muscles. Only a body like this can have strength and fighting power."

He then looked at the gang members standing to the side.

"Lift up your clothes."

The underlings lifted their shirts, some revealing small bellies, others as thin as bones.

Wang Changhai shook his head, "Look at you guys, and then look at Lin Fan. How can your bodies handle this?"

Disappointment, utter disappointment.

When he saw Lin Fan's back, which was covered in redness and swelling and even oozing blood, he hissed, "Oh dear, this back, how much pain must it have suffered?"

Lin Fan said firmly, "Only by enduring hardship can one have the ability to ensure the Hall Master's peace of mind. For the Hall Master, I am willing to go through fire and water."

"Ah..." Wang Changhai tilted his head back at a 45-degree angle. Moved by Lin Fan's words, he didn't want to let his tears fall and exclaimed, "Good, well said."

He then seemed to have made some kind of decision, and his expression became serious.

"From now on, you will be the head of Jili Wharf. Everyone here will be under your jurisdiction. You only need to report to me if there is anything."

He must be promoted.

Where can you find a lackey like this, and one who's clearly capable?

It seems that Wang Changhai truly has no one to rely on.

Despite being the head of the Loyalty Hall, he was the weakest, lacking even a single capable subordinate by his side.

As the saying goes, "If you employ someone, don't doubt them; if you doubt someone, don't employ them." He had complete faith in his judgment; this kid was absolutely reliable.

An uproar, shock.

The surrounding gang members stared at Lin Fan in shock, never expecting him to become their leader so easily.

It seems he's become one of the hall master's favorites.

It seems he joined the Loyalty Hall less than two months ago.

This improvement is happening a bit too fast.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with a variety of emotions.

Envy, jealousy, admiration.

(End of this chapter)