Okay, so to completely defeat forty-seven people, even theoretically, at the very least, it would take at least forty-seven heavy punches!
Human bones, muscles, ligaments, and tendons have a limited capacity to withstand pressure!
Every powerful punch must be delivered with full force, so... imagine that...
Or, if some people don't understand, it's very simple. Go find a punching bag, hold it, and hit it with all your might. See how many "heavy punches" you can land! I guarantee you'll only be able to land seven or eight punches before your arms give out!
Or after seven or eight punches, you might say you can still fight... but consider this: after you've thrown seven or eight heavy punches, even if you can still throw another punch... how much lethality is left in your arm?
Even if you don't have a punching bag, it's very simple. Just punch the air with all your might, each punch should be delivered with full force... After a dozen or so punches, you'll feel that your punches are as soft as cotton.
Forty-seven consecutive heavy punches, each one capable of completely knocking down a strong man!
Such combat power is simply terrifying!!
Let's do another calculation... A skilled boxer's punch delivers approximately 100 kilograms of force. This figure is rather conservative. Anyone who has studied physics knows that forces are reciprocal. That is, if you deliver 100 kilograms of force to your opponent, your own arm also experiences 100 kilograms of force!
Forty-seven heavy punches (and perhaps far more, because in real combat, when facing an attack from dozens of people, it's impossible to guarantee that every punch will land accurately. After all, the enemy will dodge, and you also have to withstand the attacks of dozens of people). Okay, forty-seven heavy punches, each weighing one hundred kilograms, totaling... four thousand seven hundred kilograms!!
What does this mean?!
In other words, even if you could land forty-seven heavy punches, your own arm would have to bear 4,700 kilograms of force in a very short time... your arm would be completely ruined long ago!
So, one against forty-seven, and a complete victory in the end. While it's far less dramatic than those exaggerated scenes in movies... in reality, it's an incredibly terrifying fighting force!!
As for me, I'm far from having that kind of fighting ability. If it were just a simple fight, I could rely on my ruthlessness to intimidate my opponents with heavy blows and drive away seven or eight strong men... Note, drive them away, not knock them down. If the opponents fought desperately, I could also win, but I would definitely get injured.
If both sides are armed with knives, and the other side has a strong fighting spirit and is determined to kill... then I'm doomed to lose. The smart thing to do is to hold out for a while, injure or kill one or two of them, and then escape before I lose the ability to run away!
Even if I were willing to fight to the death, the best outcome would only be mutual destruction! Even if I killed the other party, I would probably be in grave danger myself.
This is my current true strength.
To be honest, I'm already quite satisfied. Martial arts aren't as exaggerated as legend has it. Besides, with my current fighting ability, I'm already recognized as the top expert in the martial arts world. Even Xi Luo, without my full strength, could only last ten minutes against me.
And I have always been proud of my skills. But at the same time, I also believe that my level of kung fu is more than enough.
Even if you keep practicing and get stronger, it might not be of much use.
After all, this isn't ancient times. Even if I reached Wong Fei-hung's level and could defeat forty-seven opponents single-handedly, what good would it do? A little kid could easily take me down with a pistol if the opportunity presented itself.
I am very satisfied with my current level.
However, it's not that you don't know the value of something, it's that you're afraid of comparing it to others! Comparison is the thief of joy! I had a brief sparring session with my senior brother, and I fully experienced the huge gap between us!
My master's words back then were indeed true. Over the years, the gap between me and my senior brother has widened considerably! Although it was just practice, after a few exchanges, it was clear that my senior brother wasn't using his full strength, but I felt a profound sense of powerlessness within me!
This feeling is almost exactly the same as when I faced my master back then!
Or perhaps, the current senior disciple's kung fu has reached the same level as his master did back then.
So when my senior brother expressed his dissatisfaction with my skill level, I didn't argue. Even though I had been somewhat smug before, I was now a little frustrated.
I originally thought that even if I was no match for my senior brother, I could at least hold out for a while, or force him to get serious with me.
Now it seems that my skill level is probably less than 30% of his.
“You’ve wasted these past few years.” The eldest brother frowned. After kicking me to the ground, he reached out and pulled me up. “You know what? Actually, you have a very good physique. I even think that if you had worked hard these past few years, even if you couldn’t beat me, you should have been able to beat the second and third brothers. But now it seems that you are far inferior to them.”
"No way." I smiled wryly.
"Practicing martial arts requires self-cultivation!" The eldest brother sighed, frowning and sternly saying, "Smoking, drinking, and those other things... will ruin your body. I'm not telling you to become a monk, nor am I telling you to abstain from alcohol and smoking. But honestly, it's best to avoid those things. The simplest reason is that smoking damages your lungs. Although this damage accumulates over time, your lung capacity will definitely suffer... Even though you're not exactly lazy, it's never good in the long run. And then there's alcohol..."
I shook my head with a wry smile: "Senior brother, alright, I know. It's just that I don't aspire to be a martial arts master. My current skills are enough to make a living."
But his senior brother, with a stern face, scolded, "Nonsense! Practicing martial arts is like rowing against the current. If you don't advance, you fall behind!! You're practically living off your past achievements! If you don't work harder now, it'll be too late to regret it when your physical functions start to decline!!!" He paused, then said in an unyielding tone, "No more nonsense. Starting tomorrow, you'll come to me every afternoon to practice for three hours!! In two months, I can train your skills to your current optimal level. After that, if you want to continue practicing, I can consider teaching you other skills. If you don't want to practice, I'll give you a training plan, a slightly less intense one, and you can follow that method. Even when you're old, it will help you maintain your condition for a few more years."
He looked at me, his face stern, but his eyes held a deep meaning. He patted my shoulder: "Chen Yang, you've suffered too many injuries!! Look at you, so many knife scars and gunshot wounds. Don't think you're fine now that you're healed! Western medicine only treats the symptoms! But in reality, these injuries are what will truly kill you!! To put it simply, you've been injured too many times, and it's already damaged your vitality!! You're just young now, healthy, and have a good foundation, so you can still withstand it. But when you get old... Hmph, do you want to become one of those people whose whole body aches with pains every time it rains?"
He glanced at me and said, "Look at your body now. Humph, you can jump and leap around now, but let me tell you, you'll be in a wheelchair by the time you're fifty!"
A chill ran through me, and my face changed color!
"Is it... really that exaggerated?" I felt like I was even forcing a smile. But I knew that my senior brother was someone who never liked to joke, so if he said that, he definitely wasn't trying to scare me!
"Hmph, look at those retired boxers, those soldiers who retired due to injuries. What will they be like when they get old?" My senior brother looked at me and said slowly, "Listen to me. Starting tomorrow, you need to train hard. If you don't train now, you'll never have another chance. If you do as I say, at least you won't suffer when you get old. You can still stay like a normal person."
Just imagine having to use a wheelchair when I'm fifty... I felt a chill run down my spine and shuddered. I quickly agreed, "Okay, I'll start training here with you tomorrow."
The next day, I arrived at my senior brother's martial arts school as promised. Not only did I come, but I also brought my hammer. I had my own selfish motives. Although my senior brother didn't like what I was doing, having such a skilled martial artist whose abilities almost rivaled our master's, if he were willing to teach my subordinates even a move or two, the abilities of my close brothers would be greatly improved!
Although Qiaoqiao's departure saddened me, it also left me feeling depressed... I channeled all that depression into my martial arts practice, which made me work exceptionally hard.
My senior brother didn't say much about the hammer I brought. He just casually told his apprentice to take the hammer downstairs to change clothes, and then had the hammer practice horse stance.
Seeing that Hammer still looked completely unconcerned, I sighed inwardly: Kid, just wait and see what happens.
Hmph, you think it's easy to do a horse stance?
Sure enough, while I was doing the activities with my senior brother, after two rounds of boxing, the hammer in the distance was already starting to feel the strain.
“Your subordinate is physically strong and powerful, but lacks flexibility.” My senior brother glanced at me and said, “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. Don’t expect me to teach your subordinate any kung fu.”
I was slightly disappointed, but then my senior brother said, "I won't teach kung fu, but I can help you train him a little... Hmph, this big guy's muscles are all stiff from training. His stance looks nice, but it's not very useful. Have him come with you every day from now on, and you can make him more agile."
I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The three hours of training passed quickly. My senior brother and I practiced boxing twice, and then he took me to the back room, had me lie down on the bed, and then, just like when I was a child, he took out a ceramic jar, poured out some ointment, smeared a large amount on his hands, and rubbed them together for a long time. His palms turned completely red!
Then my senior brother used his special technique to give me a massage for an hour!
My senior brother's massage technique is very unique. When he massaged me when I was a child, I didn't pay attention to these details, but now when I enjoy his massage again, I can feel its uniqueness.
His hands moved with incredible speed and a variety of techniques, clapping, grabbing, pinching, tapping, and pressing, without pausing at all.
I had taken off all my clothes, leaving only my shorts. As my senior brother's hands moved over the muscles of my back, I could vaguely feel a warmth emanating from them! Of course, I knew it was the drug taking effect, but I couldn't help feeling a sensation akin to internal energy cultivation from a martial arts novel…
And often, with just a flick of his fingers, my bones would crack and pop... After an hour-long massage, I felt refreshed all over, an indescribable sense of ease and comfort! Even my body felt lighter.
Looking at his senior brother, he was sweating, his brows showed signs of fatigue, and his breathing was slightly heavy.
"Alright, don't move around, lie down." My senior brother pressed me down, then he went out of the room. A short while later, he brought back a bowl of Chinese medicine. I smelled the strong odor and couldn't help but feel a chill.
The medicine was hot. Clearly, my senior had prepared a lot for me!
"Drink this, it'll be good for your health." My senior brother handed me the bowl. My heart warmed, and seeing him covered in sweat, I felt as if something was about to well up in my eyes. I quickly took the bowl, lowered my head, and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls.
"Come and drink a bowl every day from now on to strengthen your body and nourish your vital energy." My senior brother smiled as he watched me finish the medicine and sit up in bed, his eyes filled with a sense of comfort.
That feeling is probably what family love is.
I was so excited that I couldn't contain myself and said, "Senior brother, I'm not leaving today. I'll stay here with you. I want to eat your winter melon and pork rib soup tonight... Let's drink and chat all night long."
My senior brother paused for a moment, then laughed and forcefully dragged me out of bed: "You want to drink winter melon and pork rib soup? I'll have someone buy some right now, and I'll make it for you tonight... But staying here? Forget it. Hmm, I heard you have a girlfriend now. You should go back to your place, haha, so my sister-in-law won't be unhappy."
He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Bring your girlfriend over another day so your senior brother can meet her."
I quickly nodded in agreement.
That evening, I stayed at my senior's place for dinner and finally got to drink the familiar winter melon and pork rib soup, and even had an extra bowl of rice. But that guy, Hammer, first did an hour of horse stance, then had my senior hang two red bricks on his arms and kept him in the horse stance with his arms raised…
As a result, when the kid ate dinner that night, his arms were shaking so badly that he couldn't even hold his chopsticks.
That night, I listened to my senior brother and went home. Qiaoqiao left, leaving Yandi alone at home. I knew that although she seemed calm, she must be very sad inside, and it wouldn't be good to leave her alone at home at a time like this.
When I got back, Yan Di was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room, lost in thought. The room was completely dark and quiet. When I came in, she seemed to snap out of her daze, suddenly jumped off the sofa, and ran barefoot into my arms.
In the dark room, I could hear her soft breathing; her supple body was still trembling slightly, as soft as a dove.
She seemed afraid of something. "What's wrong?" I hugged her. "Why aren't you turning on the lights? You can watch TV at home."
"I thought you weren't coming back." Yan Di seemed to hesitate for a moment before whispering this in my arms.
I was speechless for a moment, then quickly hugged her tightly and sat her down on the sofa: "Don't think like that, it's impossible."
"But it's so late, and it's dark," Yan Di said softly. "You didn't talk to me last night, and you haven't contacted me all day since you left. I'm all alone at home, and I'm always scared. It's dark now, and you still haven't come back. There's been no phone call... I thought you didn't want me anymore..."
At this point, she suddenly burst into tears and threw herself back into my arms.
I panicked for a moment, slapped my forehead hard, cursed myself inwardly as an idiot, and quickly hugged her, comforting her repeatedly.
Yes, after Qiaoqiao left, there seemed to be an awkwardness between Yandi and me. Yandi naturally sensed something was wrong. And I, feeling down... neglected Yandi's feelings. After all, she's a girl, alone in a foreign country, and I'm her only support!
I hugged her tightly, kissed her face a few times, and said softly, "It's my fault, it's my fault. Yeah, I'll definitely come back early tomorrow... Yeah, no, you'll come out with me tomorrow. Just stay by my side, okay?"
Yan Di squirmed a few times in my arms. She calmed down a little, but after thinking for a moment, she shook her head and said softly, "I'd better not. I know I'm useless, and it's not good for me to be by your side... You men have to do things outside, and having me with you will only be a burden... I'll just wait for you at home."
After she finished speaking, she seemed to sigh softly.
I was moved, truly moved, but at the same time, I felt a deep sense of self-reproach!
Such a kind and gentle girl, and I caused her so much pain... Sigh!
That night, I held Yan Di in my arms as we slept in the same bed. But I didn't violate her... I knew that if I wanted to do something, she wouldn't refuse. However, there seemed to be some awkwardness between us at that moment, and I didn't want to do anything under those circumstances.
Holding her tightly, I felt a deep peace and tranquility within me, a feeling no one else could give me! Yan Di curled up in my arms like a cat. Her soft breathing and serene face made her appear so fragile, instantly arousing a man's protective instincts.
That night, I slept unusually soundly, as if she were my best tranquilizer.
Yes, this is not desire, but a genuine warmth that brings peace, tranquility, and serenity to my soul.
This feels like home... I said to myself.
The next day, although Yan Di declined my suggestion to take her out, I still insisted on taking her to my senior brother's place.
I practiced kung fu with my senior brother, while Yan Di watched from the side.
The senior brother seemed quite satisfied with this seemingly gentle and kind girl, especially since he knew that Yan Di had studied nursing and had some knowledge of medicine. So, while I was practicing my skills, he simply called Yan Di to the pharmacy and began to teach her some basic things.
When I came out after practicing my kung fu for an hour, I saw Yan Di carefully weighing the medicine on a small scale on the table...
"Yes, my senior brother is teaching her how to prepare medicine. Later, he simply took out a booklet for Yan Di to read herself. It was a basic book on traditional Chinese medicine. "This girl is good. Anyway, she just stays at home every day, which isn't a good solution. People get bored if they stay at home all the time. Have her come to my place every day from now on. I'll teach her some things. It just so happens that my pharmacy needs a couple of careful people. My apprentices are all clumsy youngsters. Heh!" My senior brother patted my shoulder. He seemed quite satisfied with my girlfriend.
Without hesitation, I agreed immediately. Indeed, leaving Yan Di alone at home every day wasn't a long-term solution. She's a nursing student, so she has some basic medical knowledge. Helping my senior brother with some work in the pharmacy wouldn't be bad.
I talked to Yan Di about it, and I could tell she was very happy. It's true, I'd neglected her a bit before. Before, with Qiao Qiao around, I didn't worry about her being lonely, but now that Qiao Qiao is gone, I can't keep her locked up like a canary every day. Her coming to my senior's place is definitely a good choice.
Besides, what made my senior brother even happier was his group of disciples. When these lads saw the beautiful and gentle girl I brought today, their eyes widened, and some of them couldn't help but keep glancing out while practicing their skills...
However, after learning that this was their "uncle's" girlfriend, these guys could only sigh with envy.
After finishing my practice today, Yan Di and I stayed at my senior brother's place for a free meal. However, during dinner, I received a phone call.
"Chen Yang, this is Yang Wei." Yang Wei's voice was light and cheerful on the phone: "I'll be in Vancouver tomorrow morning. This time, I'm representing my uncle to finalize our business deal..."