Farming And Learning Martial Arts To Bring Peace

Chapter 7: Tusks

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Thick skin and flesh.

This was Chi Qiaosong’s impression after his initial contact with the Mountain Drum. He had already exerted 100% of his strength, and with the help of a machete, no less. However, all that did was inflict minimal injuries to the Mountain Drum.

Not only did the two bloody slashes on its back not affect the combat effectiveness of the Mountain Drum, but the wounds also enraged the beast even more.

“OINK! OINK!”

Its roars were like thunderclaps that instilled fear in anyone who heard them.

The two young boys hiding in the farmhouse shivered with fright.

The Mountain Drum took two steps backward as it kept digging into the soil on the ground with its two front hooves. It was gauging the direction, trying to aim at Chi Qiaosong, who kept moving, so that its next lunge might fully collide with him.

Obviously, Chi Qiaosong was not dumb enough to just stand there to wait for its attack.

Crazed Bull Heavy Fist was a boxing technique, but it also incorporated a small number of footwork and movement techniques which allowed him to counter the attacks of the Mountain Drum with ease. He clenched the machete in his hand tightly because this was what he had to use to kill the Mountain Drum.

He knew very well that no matter how powerful his fists were, they were no comparison to a coat of bristles akin to steel needles.

The Mountain Drum barely locked onto Chi Qiaosong as it rushed him, much like a small mountain on the move. The shock that it induced was so great it was simply astounding.

Chi Qiaosong had no choice but to evade.

Crack!

Behind him, an elm tree as big as a man’s thigh was directly smashed down by the Mountain Drum. With a gore by the fangs in the boar’s mouth, half of the elm tree was uprooted just like that.

“OINK!”

The Mountain Drum tossed half of the elm tree off and continued to charge toward Chi Qiaosong.

Chi Qiaosong moved again to evade the attack.

After several encounters, he learned the Mountain Drum’s attacking routine. This spirit beast was indeed fierce, but its intelligence was just as limited. Its attack mode was none other than charging, turning, and goring.

“Aha!”

Taking advantage of yet another lunge from the Mountain Drum, this time, he did not dodge. Instead, when he twisted his body away, the machete in his hand chopped down at the Mountain Drum’s eye socket with precision.

There was a crunchy sound as if a bone had been split open.

The Mountain Drum’s left eye instantly gushed blood like a spring, blurring part of its vision. At the same time, it sank into a frenzy as the fury, the power, and the force in the atmosphere skyrocketed.

Its head lowered, and then it charged.

With a loud bang, an old tree with a thick trunk snapped off as all of its branches crashed to the ground. In the face of the Mountain Drum’s aggression, it was as fragile as a stalk of grass.

The Mountain Drum’s momentum continued as he charged at Chi Qiaosong, who was hiding behind a tree.

“I’m ready for you!” Chi Qiaosong held the machete. He was nervous and excited at the same time.

Fighting with such a ferocious beast made his blood boil as he entered a mysterious state of mind. The movements of his fists were shattered and reorganized as the Crazed Bull Heavy Fist was fully comprehended and integrated.

After he digested some fruits of martial arts, the Crazed Bull Heavy Fist was mainly completed.

The only thing he needed was some actual combat experience.

Now it was completely fulfilled, and the Crazed Bull Heavy Fist seemed to have elevated to another level. However, at this moment, he had no time to reflect on this transformation fully. His immediate priority was to deal with the spirit beast in front of him, the Mountain Drum.

One meter.

Half a meter.

Just when the Mountain Drum was about to run into him, Chi Qiaosong moved. The machete in his hand lunged forward. Without exerting too much force and leveraging the forward momentum of the Mountain Drum, the machete pierced straight into the other eye socket of the Mountain Drum.

Puh!

Blood mixed with brain matter now splattered everywhere.

“OINK, OINK, OINK…” The Mountain Drum let out a shrill scream, as its body twisted and turned, trying to get rid of the machete stuck in its eye.

None of the surrounding trees were spared. Those that the boar touched were either broken or uprooted.

Chi Qiaosong stood there. He could have waited quietly for the Mountain Drum to bleed out. Instead, he slowly walked over to the Mountain Drum, which was still struggling in its death throes.

All the Crazed Bull Heavy Fist movements now flashed across his mind’s eyes.

Until finally, all of them condensed into one fatal strike.

It was by pure inspiration.

He suddenly lunged forward, rushing next to the Mountain Drum. He leaned forward sideways while clasping his fists together, forming something similar to a set of bull horns. Then he pushed forward with all his might.

Moo!

A phantom of a bull flashed past.

Both of his fists slammed onto the Mountain Drum’s head as a surge of power poured forth. In concert with the machete inserted in the beast’s eye socket, the Mountain Drum that was writhing stopped its struggle instantly.

The next moment, the Mountain Drum’s heavy torso fell to the ground with a heavy thud. A couple more slight twitches, and it was finally dead.

Fists retracted.

Exhale.

Chi Qiaosong’s tumultuous emotions receded like the tides and returned to the calm before the battle. At this moment, he understood that he had finally mastered the Crazed Bull Heavy Fist and truly reached the superior strength of the Wrestler Plane.

…

“Big brother!”

“Qiaosong!”

Chi Qiaosong, whose eyes were closed to reflect upon his cultivation, now turned his head toward those calling him.

At some point during the altercation, Mr. Chi heard the commotions and rushed over. Chi Qiaowu, Wen Moshan, and even the five-year-old Chi Xiaoya were all standing not far from the farmhouse, looking at him.

He nodded slightly.

Mr. Chi immediately ran over with the kids, to check on that huge wild boar that just died.

Standing next to the Mountain Drum, Mr. Chi felt as if he was facing an elephant. He said with quite a lot of shock, “This wild boar must weigh over a thousand pounds. Is it the Mountain Drum?”

“Probably.”

“You can kill a Mountain Drum?” Mr. Chi didn’t know what else to say.

He was shocked beyond words. He thought his son, who had studied martial arts for three months, was already impressive for killing a 300-pound wild boar.

Now, it turned out that he could even kill a Mountain Drum that was over 1,000-pound.

“Dad, I have a talent for martial arts, but I don’t want to publicize it. Help me to keep it private,” Chi Qiaosong said

Mr. Chi nodded hurriedly, “I know, I know.”

Then he said solemnly to the three kids behind him, “No one is allowed to talk about what has just happened, and that includes you, Mo Shan. You can’t even talk about it to your parents.”

Chi Qiaosong added on the side, “If you say anything, I won’t teach you any more martial arts.”

Wen Moshan nodded his head as if a chicken pecking at the rice, “Uncle, big brother, I won’t say anything, not a word!”

The kids were handled.

Chi Qiaosong asked, “Dad, what should we do with the Mountain Drum?”

Mr. Chi glanced at this great wild boar that resembled a small hill. He then looked at Chi Qiaosong with some indulgence and said, “You decide what to do with it.” In his heart, this eldest son of his who was capable of killing a Mountain Drum was someone who could make decisions for the household.

Chi Qiaosong had some hesitation.

He kind of wanted to chop it up to see how much fertilizer it could make, but he thought it was a little bit too wasteful.

First, there was no precedent for using spirit beasts as fertilizer; it was not something that anyone ordinarily did. Second, the bay trees had not yet flowered, so there was no pressing need to fertilize. Third, they were not rich. Selling the Mountain Drum would not only pay off the debts the family had incurred but bring them a handsome profit.

So, he was considering the matter more comprehensively.

Abandoning using it as fertilizer, he said, “Dad, why don’t you call uncle back so the two of you can figure out a way to sell the Mountain Drum to pay off the debt? If there is any extra left, give me some; I have use for it.”

When the classes at the military academy resume, if he wanted to learn some other martial arts, he would need to spend some money to manage that – all without exposing that he had already fully comprehended the Crazed Bull Heavy Fist.

Mr. Chi nodded, “All right.”

“By the way, keep a tusk for me,” Chi Qiaosong added.

He discovered that the machete did not have enough of an effect on the spirit beasts. If it weren’t for the clumsiness of the Mountain Drum, it wouldn’t have been easy to pierce its eye socket. If he wanted to deal with spirit beasts in the future, he would need a more handy and appropriate weapon.

The two tusks of the Mountain Drum were more suitable for making such weapons.

The tusk was about twenty centimeters long, and could be used to make dagger or a short sword. Later, when he goes hunting again, a close strike with something like that would definitely deliver outstanding results.