CHAPTER 274: HE CAN ACTUALLY WALK ON WATER!!!

"Brother Hei, who is he really? Over 700 pounds and he handles it like it’s nothing. If he actually punches, wouldn’t he kill me with one hit?"

"Brother Hei, is this what you were talking about, one of those Dark Force martial artists? Otherwise, with that performance, I’d believe him if he said he’s a Super Saiyan."

The group of muscle-bound men came to their senses and quickly gathered behind the long-haired man, asking excitedly.

"Oh, you even know about Dark Force." Wang Longhu casually tossed the two barbells to the ground, clapping his hands, without breaking a sweat.

Light, still too light. For Wang Longhu, this weight didn’t provide any real training effect. It was more practical for him to spend time on practicing the Marrow Cleansing Scripture.

This visit to a friend’s gym made Wang Longhu understand one thing: these gym machines were basically useless for him.

The weights suitable for ordinary people were completely inadequate for Wang Longhu. If he wanted to train, it had to be custom-made.

"You’re really a Dark Force martial artist! But even if you are, isn’t it too ostentatious doing this? Aren’t you afraid the Martial Arts Association might warn you?" the long-haired man said discontentedly.

"Why should the Martial Arts Association warn me? I haven’t stolen or robbed, just came to test my strength. If anything, if the impact grows, my performance might inspire modern young people to embrace martial arts,

so that discussions among boys would be about fitness and martial arts, instead of celebrities and games. It would also prevent scandals like male celebrities adopting feminine styles, wearing makeup, and getting manicures. What’s wrong with that?" Wang Longhu replied calmly.

"But today, people advocate for freedom in clothing and behavior. How those celebrities dress is their business, why call it a scandal?" one muscle-bound man said, dissatisfied.

"That thinking is only because we’re in a peaceful era now, where everyone can live without worry. You’ve gotten used to it," Wang Longhu said coldly, giving the man a look.

His spiritual power was exceptionally high, honed through countless battles, even fighting against tigers and other beasts in the deep mountains. His aura of ferocity and killing intent was unbearable for ordinary people.

The muscle-bound man who spoke instantly retreated a few steps in fright, not daring to meet Wang Longhu’s eyes.

"A hundred years ago, amidst turmoil, what kind of man would adopt feminine styles? What kind of man could be fair-skinned and dandy, dressing extravagantly every day? You should know that,

yet you talk about freedom in clothing and behavior, how ridiculous." Wang Longhu sneered.

As a martial artist, Wang Longhu knew all too well why domestic martial arts mostly stagnated at the Dark Force level, with few attaining Huajin.

It was because a hundred years ago, the Inner Power of martial arts was taken by invaders, cutting the roots of martial arts.

What remains of martial arts now is superficial at best, nowhere near the core.

Only places like Shaolin and Wudang might still have some Inner Power, allowing their martial artists a chance to break through to Huajin.

In local martial arts schools, becoming a Huajin grandmaster is unthinkable, achieving Dark Force itself is considered highly gifted.

In such circumstances, naturally, Wang Longhu developed a repulsion for the effeminate trend among men.

As the saying goes, to strengthen a country with both culture and martial prowess, where culture means knowledge, character, and fortitude, not the weak intellect of celebrities.

"Even though you’re Dark Force, your ideas are too extreme. I think you’re wrong. In this era, so what if you’re Dark Force? You still can’t handle a peanut,

I advise you to be more low-key in your conduct, don’t be too ostentatious. The Martial Arts Association doesn’t like martial artists like that. Even if you have strength, without connections in the Martial Arts Association, you can’t get promoted,

you’ll spend your life being a bodyguard, or worse, be warned in secret. There are some Dark Force members in the Martial Arts Association who can handle you."

The long-haired man spoke disdainfully to Wang Longhu, unwilling to argue further, turned and left the weightlifting area.

The remaining muscle-bound men also dispersed to do their own things, not daring to interact with Wang Longhu any further.

"The martial arts atmosphere today has become like this, how sad." Wang Longhu shook his head.

The Heaven and Earth Alliance, the White Lotus Society, and the Taiping Celestial Sect, being the largest overseas martial arts factions, have forced many countries to secretly form action teams to eliminate these three forces.

Indeed, the development of martial arts overseas is better.

In his heart, Wang Longhu suddenly rose with the idea of visiting the division that Chen Zeye mentioned.

Perhaps only by joining that action team could he find a platform that satisfies his desire to fully unleash his strength.

"Wang Longhu? When did you get back to Hang City, why didn’t you say anything?"

A delighted voice reached him, and Wang Longhu turned to see a robust young man striding over.

This man had broad shoulders and thick arms, and anyone could tell he was an experienced bodybuilder. His workout traces were very obvious, and his short sleeves were like a tight shirt, clinging to his body.

Guo Junnan, the owner of this Roaring Fitness gym.

"Just arrived today. It’s been a few months, so I thought I’d come by and see you." Wang Longhu said with a smile, reaching out to high-five him.

"When you suddenly quit and said you’d return to your hometown, we thought something happened at home. What’s the plan now, are you coming back to live in Hang City again?