Republic of China era: Actor? Please call me Martial Arts Master!

Chapter 50 The Great Spine Dragon, the Wolf-Headed Octopus!

The medicinal soup in this large copper pot is made with real gold and silver.

Lu Feng felt as if he had been thrown into Laozi's Eight Trigrams Furnace. It wasn't just hot, it was scalding, a tingling, numb, and throbbing pain that seemed to seep into his very bones through his pores.

His ribs, taut like taut strings from years of hunger, were now writhing in the throes of the drug, as if searching for an outlet.

Hold your breath!

Lu Cheng's voice boomed in his ears, more effective than the gavel on the stage.

"If you lose your temper now, all three hundred silver dollars will be wasted, and your sister will have to spend the rest of her life eating rotten cornbread at the slave market."

This sentence is Lu Feng's Achilles' heel.

The wolf cub's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, frighteningly red. He clenched his back teeth tightly, blood seeping from his gums, which he swallowed along with his saliva.

He was shaking.

It's not cold, it hurts.

He struck a "Three-Body Stance," his toes digging into the floor tiles so hard that he had dug marks into the frozen soil between the bricks.

Lu Cheng stood behind him, his warm, jade-like hands resting on the dragon on his back.

"Coo-quack-quack"

The golden toad inside Lu Cheng's body was making a sound.

With each tremor, a surge of pure and domineering true energy forcefully entered Lu Feng's withered and blocked meridians, flowing from Lu Cheng's palm.

This is called "penetrating to the bone".

Lu Feng's spine, which was originally somewhat hunched and could not straighten no matter what, made a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound under this powerful impact.

It's like a rusty iron chain being forcibly straightened.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Cheng asked, but his grip on his hand didn't loosen at all.

"No...it doesn't hurt!" Lu Feng squeezed out two words from his throat, his voice sounding like a broken gong.

"Good lad."

Lu Cheng's eyes narrowed. With his [Fiery Eyes], he could clearly see that the medicinal power in Lu Feng's body had been pushed to its limit and was gathering at the tailbone.

"rise!"

Lu Cheng suddenly slapped Lu Feng's tailbone with his palm.

This was like pouring a ladle of cold water into a pot of boiling oil.

Lu Feng felt his tailbone explode with a "boom".

A surge of heat shot up along the spine, crackling and popping, passing through the Mingmen point, rushing through the Jiaji point, penetrating the Yuzhen point, and heading straight for the top of the head!

"ah!!!"

Lu Feng let out a long roar.

This voice was no longer the hoarse voice of a boy going through puberty, but had a bright and clear quality that could pierce through metal and split stone.

"Click!"

A crisp, crackling sound emanated from his body.

Followed by.

Lu Feng's body jolted, and his previously somewhat thin shoulders visibly broadened.

The spine is like a dragon, and the muscles are broken.

He lunged forward instinctively, without thinking at all; it was just his body's natural instinct.

The lunge caused him to crash right into the old locust tree in front of him, which was used for practicing martial arts.

There was no dull "bang" sound.

But -

"Smack!!!"

A sharp crack, like cracking a whip.

Two of the thick hemp ropes wrapped around the old locust tree snapped off by this single blow!

The remaining snow on the trees scattered with a roar, as if it had been blasted open by explosives.

The entire room fell silent.

Shunzi and Xiaodouzi were stunned, and the medicine in their mouths almost spilled out.

That's hemp rope!

That was an oil-soaked hemp rope, about the thickness of a thumb!

It just broke off like that?

Lu Feng himself was stunned.

He looked at his shoulder, then at the broken end of the rope. He didn't feel any pain; instead, he felt completely refreshed, as if dozens of pounds of shackles had been removed, and every pore was greedily breathing in the cold air.

"It's...it's done?"

Lu Feng turned around and looked at Lu Cheng. For the first time, his wolf-like eyes gleamed with a light other than ruthlessness.

That was a surprise, an unbelievable surprise.

Lu Cheng stopped his attack, his breathing calmed down, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He walked over and patted Lu Feng's still-steaming shoulder.

"The whole body is filled with energy, and the muscles and bones resonate together."

"From this day forward, you wolf cub, you've grown your first fang."

"but……"

Lu Cheng changed the subject and pointed to the broken hemp rope on the ground.

"You broke this rope. Go to Dashilan tomorrow and buy a new one to replace it."

"And don't get cocky."

"Now that I have this strength, I also need to learn how to hide it."

"To be too sharp is to court death. A knife hidden in its sheath is the true weapon."

Lu Feng nodded frantically, tears mingling with sweat streaming down his face.

He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed to Lu Cheng.

This head was struck firmly.

"Thank you, sir, for your life-saving grace!"

That night, the lights in the Lu family's backyard stayed on until dawn.

……

The next morning.

Just as dawn broke, the breakfast shop "Jushengzhai" on Qianmen Street had just taken down its door panels.

As Xiao Li was yawning and wiping the table, a large group of teenagers rushed in like hungry wolves descending a mountain.

The one leading the group was Shunzi.

"Hey buddy! Twenty steamers of meat, please!"

"I prefer the savory version of tofu pudding, with plenty of gravy. Give me ten bowls!"

"And those fried cakes and fried dough rings, bring as many as you can!"

Xiao Li was startled and dropped the rag in his hand.

"Oh my, aren't these the young masters from the Lu family? How... how can they eat so much so early in the morning?"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"

Shunzi slammed his hand on the table, and the table shook.

Shunzi, now Lu Cheng's eldest disciple, manages his fellow disciples and has a very strong backbone.

A short while later, the food arrived.

The sight made the tea drinkers around them gasp in astonishment.

Especially that kid named Lu Feng.

He was alone, with eight steamers of meat piled up in front of him.

That meat basket was made with real white flour wrapped around pork and scallions, about the size of a fist. An average strong laborer would be full after eating three of them.

But what about Lu Feng?

Two bites each, without even chewing, they just slide down your throat.

They ate with incredible ferocity.

He is currently at a crucial moment of "bone transformation." The Tiger Bone and Dragon Marrow Soup has completely activated his bodily functions, and he is now like a furnace that desperately needs fuel.

"My god, this kid's got a death wish..."

An old man with a birdcage nearby couldn't help but sigh as he watched Lu Feng eat.

"It's fortunate that Boss Lu is wealthy; in an ordinary family, these two kids would have driven their parents to beg for food."

A breakfast was quickly devoured.

When it came time to pay the bill, it cost a full three dollars.

This is a month's worth of grain for an average family!

But Lu Cheng didn't care.

At this moment, he was standing on the stage of the opera house, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking down at his apprentices who were well-fed and full of energy.

After what happened last night, the way these kids look at each other has changed.

It's a kind of confidence that comes from having a solid foundation and strength.

Especially Lu Feng.

He stood there with his shoulders naturally relaxed and his spine straight. He didn't need to put on airs; his "integrated strength" was naturally contained within his body.

It's like a bow that's only half drawn, ready to snap and hurt someone at any moment.

"Are you full?"

Lu Cheng closed the folding fan with a snap.

"Now that you've eaten, it's time to get back to work."

"No boxing practice today."

"Practicing acting."

Lu Cheng grabbed a large spear from the weapon rack and threw it to Lu Feng.

"then!"

Lu Feng caught it steadily with one hand.

In the past, he would have had to catch this several-dozen-pound ash tree pole with both hands and take half a step back to reduce the force.

But now, he didn't move an inch. With a slight flick of his wrist, the gun barrel obediently stuck to his forearm.

"it is good."

Lu Cheng nodded.

"The kung fu on the stage emphasizes 'spirit, energy, and vitality'."

"We are martial arts performers, not street performers."

"Martial arts are the substance, while opera is the facade."

"With substance, appearance can be supported smoothly and beautifully."

Lu Cheng stepped down from the stage and personally gave instructions.

"Lu Feng, you'll play Erlang Shen."

"Who is this Erlang Shen? He is the God of War of Heaven, a proud and arrogant man."

"Your previous ruthlessness was the ruthlessness of a thug fighting."

"Now, I want you to transform this ruthlessness into 'power'."

"No need to grimace or yell."

"You just stand there, and treat this entire audience as if they were blades of grass beneath your feet!"

Lu Cheng spoke while demonstrating.

He simply slung the gun behind his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his chin slightly.

boom!

An aura of nobility and dominance that made people dare not look directly at him instantly swept over them.

That's Erlang Shen!

Looking into his master's eyes, Lu Feng seemed to understand something.

He imitated Lu Cheng, took a deep breath, focused his energy in his dantian, and gathered the "whole force" he had just practiced into his bones.

Then, I suddenly opened my eyes.

"open--!"

He flicked the big gun in his hand and made a "show".

Although he couldn't quite match Lu Cheng's innate masterly demeanor, his youthful vigor, combined with the composure brought by his overall strength, made him a formidable presence.

He actually possessed some of the demeanor of a divine general who "obeys orders but not decrees."

"good!"

Zhou Daikui, who had been watching from the side, couldn't help but slap his thigh.

"Amazing! This wolf cub was born for this!"

"Chengzi, if this kid is trained properly, he could be the next pillar of our Qingyun Troupe!"