Watching Xu Wendong step forward, everyone froze for a moment. No one expected him to stand up for the Zhang Family Boxing Gym at this time.
Zhang Qianqian whispered, "Xu Wendong, I’m grateful you’re standing up for the Zhang Family Boxing Gym, but there’s no way you can defeat Li Xiaowen."
Before Xu Wendong could respond, a disciple from the Li Family Martial Arts School shouted angrily, "Damn it, who the hell do you think you are? You ought to see yourself for who you truly are. What right do you have to challenge my master? Want me to cripple you right now?"
"Arrogant fool! My master is a renowned expert in the martial arts world. When he made his mark, you were still just a fertilized egg. And now, you dare boast about challenging him? Are you not afraid of death?"
In the hearts of the disciples from the Li Family Martial Arts School, Li Xiaowen was their inviolable god. Xu Wendong’s challenge deeply angered them.
Even a cold gleam flashed in Li Xiaowen’s eyes, "Since you want to be the one who stands out, I’ll oblige you."
Zhang Zhenlin’s weak voice came forth, "Your name is Xu Wendong, right? I, Zhang, am very grateful for you defending the dignity of the Zhang Family Boxing Gym, but you’re not my gym’s disciple. There’s no need for you to muddy these waters."
He felt furious internally and wanted to kill Li Xiaowen himself. He had thought today’s sparring would be restrained, not expecting the other to strike so ruthlessly.
If Xu Wendong were an expert, he wouldn’t mind letting him help regain some face.
But was he really an expert?
A disciple from the Li Family Martial Arts School glared at Xu Wendong, "Damn it, you’re not a disciple of the Zhang Family’s gym, so why step in on their behalf? Tired of living, are ya? If you really are, just say so, no need to use this roundabout way to get yourself killed."
"Who said I’m not a disciple of the Zhang Family Boxing Gym?" Xu Wendong said expressionlessly, "I just paid and signed up yesterday. I became a disciple of the Zhang Family’s gym, and Master Zhang Qianqian demonstrated Baji Fist for me and even gave me a training manual. So, how am I not a disciple?"
Silence fell over the scene. Even the young men who had previously insulted Xu Wendong stood with their mouths agape.
Li Xiaowen laughed loudly, "Master Zhang, your Zhang Family Boxing Gym has truly fallen. I can’t believe you’re accepting such defective disciples."
"Even if you taught someone like him all you know, could he amount to anything? In my view, you’d be better off teaching a pig. At least that might achieve something."
"Master, that’s a bit much," a disciple mustered the courage to say, "How can you compare Xu Wendong to a pig? Such a comparison is a great disrespect to pigs."
Li Xiaowen paused and humbly said, "You’re right. I was wrong. I should apologize to the pigs."
The piercing laughter echoed continuously, as the disciples of the Li Family Martial Arts School treated Xu Wendong like a joke, their eyes full of contempt and loathing.
Zhang Zhenlin clenched his fists tightly, a fury surging in his heart. They had already defeated him yet continued to humiliate him with words. Alas, his skills were inferior!
Li Xiaowen didn’t even bother with Xu Wendong, saying lightly, "According to our previous agreement, you need to dissolve the gym and leave Qingyuan. You won’t go back on your word, will you?"
Zhang Zhenlin weakly replied, "Rest assured, Master Li, though I, Zhang, am less skilled, I would never go back on my word."
For him, staying or leaving made little difference. He knew the extent of his injuries, and even if he stayed, he wouldn’t live long.
Li Xiaowen waved a big hand, "Let’s go!"
Xu Wendong’s voice rang out, "Master Li, are you perhaps afraid to fight me?"
All eyes simultaneously turned to Xu Wendong, each displaying incredulous looks, as if they couldn’t believe Li Xiaowen was willing to spare him from humiliation, yet he insisted on asking for trouble.
"Xu Wendong, what are you trying to do? Do you really want to die?" Zhang Qianqian looked anxious. She knew Xu Wendong’s medical skills were excellent, but his martial arts...
Were not commendable.
After all, when she tested Xu Wendong’s martial skills before, he didn’t even know how to demonstrate the moves.
Xu Wendong stared straight at Li Xiaowen, "I need to seek justice for Master Zhang."
This was the first time he’d met Zhang Zhenlin, with no prior relationship. By right, he shouldn’t interfere. But Li Xiaowen’s treacherous methods were intolerable to him.
Being a disciple of the Zhang Family Boxing Gym, he couldn’t have paid a thousand for just one lesson, right?
"Master, leave this trash to me. He doesn’t deserve your personal involvement." A disciple from the Li Family Martial Arts School angrily shouted and charged straight at Xu Wendong.
He didn’t use any particular move. In his eyes, after years of martial training, he could easily defeat Xu Wendong without even using Neijiaquan.
But just as he appeared before Xu Wendong, without time to throw a punch, Xu Wendong suddenly took a big step forward, using the renowned Tieshankao from Baji Fist. To everyone’s astonishment, he sent the disciple flying over ten meters.
The opponent didn’t even have time to cry out, spitting blood before falling heavily unconscious onto the ground.
And all this happened in the blink of an eye.
Silence enveloped the scene. Without exception, everyone widened their eyes, filled with sheer astonishment.
Who could have imagined that Xu Wendong, who had just started learning Baji Fist yesterday, could instantly defeat an outstanding disciple of the Li Family Martial Arts School with just one move of Tieshankao?
"What just happened?" Zhang Qianqian felt a numbness in her scalp as she looked at Xu Wendong, her beautiful eyes filled with shock, "You, you, you... didn’t you say you couldn’t do Baji Fist? How can you use Tieshankao?"
Zhang Zhenlin, too, was stupefied, his overwhelming shock momentarily making him forget his pain.
Tieshankao was a classic move in Baji Fist, renowned for its formidable power, requiring precise control over strength and speed to fully unleash its power.
To perform such a move needed at least five years of practice.
But wasn’t Xu Wendong a beginner since yesterday?
Xu Wendong showed a shy smile, "I really can’t demonstrate it, but I can apply it in practice... even if the posture isn’t that standard."
Zhang Qianqian was speechless. At this moment, you emphasize whether your posture is standard?
"I never expected you to be an expert. In that case, let me test your skills!" Li Xiaowen’s eyes flickered with a chilling coldness as a powerful momentum surged within him.
In the next second, he moved.
His figure appeared before Xu Wendong like the wind, using the Five Element Fist from Xing Yi Quan, unstoppable, intimidating.
With an angry shout from Xu Wendong, he used Tieshankao once more, like a rapidly charging black bear. To everyone’s amazement, he heavily sent Li Xiaowen flying...