Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Becoming a Martial God Starting from the Big Boss in Tangshan

"Master Huang!"

"That move just now wasn't in the Chinese style. It's called 'Thai Boxing,' also known as Siamese Boxing. I learned it from the indigenous people in Southeast Asia back in the day."

"It emphasizes the use of fists, legs, knees, elbows, and all eight limbs as weapons, and is known as the 'Art of the Eight Limbs.' It is barbaric, but also direct and effective."

Chen Wen shook his slightly numb right arm, but a smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, he raised his fists to protect the sides of his head and face, his elbows slightly outward, his knees bent, his center of gravity stable, and his whole body was like a ferocious beast ready to pounce, full of aggression.

"Master Huang, watch out!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Wen made his move!

He stopped probing and instead charged forward like a cheetah hunting its prey!

A fierce sweeping kick aimed straight at Wong Fei-hung's waist, fast, with a low arc, and with great force!

Huang Feihong's expression changed, and he quickly focused his attention to deal with the situation.

With a series of footwork changes, his body moves like a swimming dragon, his hands either blocking, parrying, leading, or guiding, while simultaneously counterattacking with the exquisite power of the Five Elements Fist.

The two immediately engaged in a fierce battle, the heavy thuds of their collisions echoing throughout the courtyard.

The momentum was several times stronger than before!

"They've started fighting! They've really started fighting!"

Lin Shirong clenched his fist excitedly, watching the dazzling and fierce attacks in the arena, feeling his blood boil.

"This, this Muay Thai... so, so fierce!" Toothpick Su was terrified.

"So Boss Chen knows this kind of kung fu? It looks painful!" Liang Kuan grimaced, as if he could feel the force of the punches and kicks.

"Muay Thai? These barbarians from Southeast Asia actually have such exquisite martial arts?"

Yan Zhendong frowned, his eyes following Chen Wen's Muay Thai movements closely, his confusion even greater than that of the others.

He was also unfamiliar with this exotic martial art known as Muay Thai.

But its combat effectiveness and lethality secretly alarmed him.

The other militia members were also thoroughly entertained, as this was exactly what they imagined a duel between masters should look like!

Fierce, intense, and every punch feels real!

However, amidst the excitement, a greater sense of doubt arose in everyone's minds.

"But... Boss Chen is using Muay Thai now, and he was using Xingyi Quan just now..."

A member of the militia scratched his head, puzzled.

"What about his own Jeet Kune Do? Why haven't we seen it yet?"

"Yeah! What happened to Jeet Kune Do? They're fighting like this, why are they still using someone else's style?"

While dodging Huang Feihong's fierce cannon punch, Chen Wen overheard people talking.

His offensive continued, and he responded in a spare moment:

"You still didn't understand what I just said."

Jeet Kune Do is not a specific martial art! It is not bound by any form! It uses whatever is effective and direct!

"It doesn't matter if you use Xingyi, Hung Kuen, Muay Thai, or anything else, as long as the move can most faithfully express yourself and most effectively deal with the opponent in front of you, that's enough!"

He sidestepped to avoid Huang Feihong's follow-up horizontal punch, and at the same time threw a sharp jab at Huang Feihong's face, forcing the opponent to defend himself.

"Therefore, Jeet Kune Do is the 'Way'!"

"It's about the mindset, the philosophy, not just routines or techniques!"

Chen Wen's voice remained clear amidst the sounds of fists and feet cutting through the air.

These words left Lin Shirong, Liang Kuan, and most others still confused, finding them too mysterious.

But Huang Feihong in the arena and Yan Zhendong on the sidelines both had a flash of enlightenment in their eyes!

It's not about specific boxing techniques, but about the underlying philosophy!

It is the way that guides you on how to use all the boxing techniques!

Huang Feihong recalled what Chen Wen had said before: to extract the strengths of all schools of thought and return all methods to one.

Yan Zhendong then thought of using the formless as form and the infinite as finite.

So that's how it is! The vision is indeed grand!

If one could truly use this principle to govern all other martial arts, then all martial arts in the world could indeed be said to belong to this principle!

As if to confirm this idea, or perhaps touched by Chen Wen's words and practical style.

Huang Feihong's next move also subtly changed!

He is no longer confined to the framework of the Five Elements or Twelve Forms of Xingyi Quan.

Just as Chen Wen unleashed a powerful Hung Kuen move, the "Kung Zi Fu Hu Fist," Chen Wen deflected it, and then followed up with a Choy Li Fut "Piercing Heart Kick"!

Before the leg shadows had even faded, the technique changed, transforming into a series of Wing Chun-style Sun-shaped punches!

Although the transitions between these different styles of moves are not as smooth and effortless as those of his own Xingyi Quan, they appear somewhat awkward.

But the intention to break down barriers and prioritize effectiveness is crystal clear!

Chen Wen's eyes lit up. After deflecting the combined attack, he couldn't help but praise:

"Good! Master Huang, you've got it!"

He knew that Wong Fei-hung had not become a Jeet Kune Do disciple from that point on.

Instead, they accepted and began to try to apply this "unconventional" martial arts philosophy.

This is already a huge step forward and a sign of enlightenment.

The so-called "opening up to see the world" is nothing more than learning from the barbarians' superior techniques to control them.

Who cares what kind of martial arts it is, who cares what kind of moves it is, as long as it can help me, then I'll use it!

However, accepting the idea is only the first step.

Jeet Kune Do not only has a philosophy, but also a unique fighting style derived from that philosophy.

Defend and counter-attack; before crossing the river, strike in the middle!

"Master Huang, come and attack me!"

Chen Wen gave a soft shout and stopped attacking, instead adopting a defensive stance.

"A counter-attacking strategy?"

Huang Feihong roughly guessed Chen Wen's meaning and unleashed his full power in punches and kicks.

They can freely combine attacks, effortlessly employing the subtleties of various fist techniques.

Especially in close combat, Xingyiquan's close-range striking techniques, Hung Kuen's heavy bridge and hard stance, and even some grappling and wrestling techniques are used alternately.

Its power was no longer ferocious; instead, it had a demonstrative quality.

Chen Wen easily predicted Huang Feihong's attack route.

To precisely intercept and strike the opponent during their exertion of force, just as their old force is exhausted and their new force is about to be generated!

Sometimes, when Huang Feihong was halfway through his punch, he would counter with an even faster straight punch to his wrist or forearm, disrupting his power.

At times, just as Wong Fei-hung raises his leg, he will launch a low sweeping kick at his supporting leg.

At times, just as Huang Feihong's grappling technique is about to be firmly locked, an elbow strike or shoulder strike breaks his grip, while another punch reaches the opponent's open space!

"Sever your attack before it reaches its limit, strike its weakest point, the one where it has no room for maneuver!"

Chen Wen's movements were precise and efficient.

No matter how varied and varied Huang Feihong's attacks were, they were ineffective.

He felt as if he had been seen through, his offensive was repeatedly thwarted, his rhythm was gradually swayed, and he was falling into a passive position!

Off the field, however, people were increasingly confused about the current situation.

"Master... seems to be at a disadvantage?" Lin Shirong's eyes widened in disbelief.

"How come Boss Chen's punches always manage to land halfway through Master Huang's move?" Liang Kuan also figured it out and was astonished.

"Wow...that's amazing! It seems like Master Huang's moves have been figured out!" The other militia members also tensed up, their palms sweating.

Is Master Huang really going to lose?

This idea shocked and unsettled them.

Chen Wen... is he really that strong?

In the field.

Huang Feihong seemed to have entered a state of enlightenment, and the speed of his punches and kicks became slower and slower, yet he became increasingly unpredictable.

The punch seemed to be aimed at Chen Wen's chest, or perhaps at his lower body.

A single move can contain a variety of variations.

Even if intercepted, it can instantly switch to another move!

"So that's how it is! This is Jeet Kune Do!"