After listening to the words of Sun Tian Zheng's disciple, Yan Zhendong's expression changed drastically. He shouted at the disciple of the Sun Family Martial Arts Dojo who took the initiative to step forward,
"Little thing, you dare to speak rudely to me? You're courting death!”
This time, Yan Zhendong had come to challenge Sun Tian Zheng, the master of the Sun family's dojo. In the end, Sun Tian Zheng had secretly instructed his disciple to challenge him first. How could he not be angry?
Although it was normal for Sun Tian to send someone out to test the martial arts foundation of the Yan Clan's dojo out of caution, the other party directly challenged Yan Zhendong, the dojo master of the Yan Clan's dojo, with rude words as soon as he came out. This made it seem like the other party was looking down on Yan Zhendong.
After all, according to the rules of the challenge, it was a battle between soldiers and generals. Yan Zhendong should be facing Sun Tian Zheng. The other party was just a disciple of Sun Tian Zheng, and he had provoked Yan Zhendong directly. This made Yan Zhendong very difficult.
If Yan Zhendong agreed, then others would say that he was bullying the weak. Even if Yan Zhendong won in the end, it would not be a very glorious thing. Moreover, if Yan Zhendong was careless and lost by a move or two, it would be even more embarrassing.
On the other hand, if Yan Zhendong did not agree, then Sun Tian Zheng could say that Yan Zhendong's martial arts were only so-so and that he did not even dare to accept the challenge of one of his disciples!
Just as Yan Zhendong was feeling frustrated and wondering if he should disregard his pride and directly go up and beat the disciple of the Sun Family Martial Arts School to death, Yi Yuanlei, who had been silent all this while, suddenly stepped forward and stopped Yan Zhendong. Then, he smiled at Yan Zhendong and said,
"Master, why use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken? As the master of the Yan family's dojo, how can you casually attack!”
After giving Yan Zhendong a subtle look, Yi Yuanlei immediately took a few steps forward to the arena. He then smiled at the tall young man from the Sun Family Martial Arts Dojo and said,
"Since Dojo Master Sun's disciple wants to see the true martial arts of our Yan Clan's dojo, then let me, as his disciple, go up and spar with Dojo Master Sun's disciple!”
Seeing that Yi Yuanlei was really going to go on stage, Yan Zhendong could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly. He wanted Yi Yuanlei to come back as soon as possible.
After all, it had only been two to three months since Yi Yuanlei had obtained his Eagle Claw Iron Skin Technique. More importantly, he had never seriously taught Yi Yuanlei any martial arts.
Back then, Yan Zhendong had accepted Yi Yuanlei as his disciple because he felt embarrassed that he was freeloading on Yi Yuanlei. Hence, he had accepted Yi Yuanlei as his disciple.
After all, Yi Yuanlei was already twenty-four or twenty-five years old when he became his disciple. At this age, he had already missed the golden age of martial arts.
Under such circumstances, Yan Zhendong felt that even if he wholeheartedly taught Yi Yuanlei, Yi Yuanlei would not be able to achieve much, let alone bring the Yan Clan's [Eagle Claw Iron Skin Technique] to greater heights.
In Yan Zhendong's opinion, it would be better to find a talented disciple to nurture since he was young than to teach Yi Yuanlei those martial arts. At the very least, even if the disciple that was taught this way could not carry forward his Yan Clan's [Eagle Claw Iron Skin Technique] martial arts, he could still truly inherit his legacy.
However, Yan Zhendong was still touched by Yi Yuanlei's performance of taking the initiative to help Yan Zhendong out of the predicament. He felt that although Yi Yuanlei was destined to have limited achievements in the future, he was still quite filial to his master.
"It's good to let Yuan Lei try out his opponent's moves. Even if Yuan Lei loses, it's fine. As long as I, his master, win against Sun Tian Zheng, the result will be the same!”
With this thought in mind, Yan Zhendong gave up on the idea of asking Yi Yuanlei to come back. He immediately said to Yi Yuanlei,
"Yuanlei, with me holding the line for you, you just have to fight as much as you can!”
"Master, don't worry. I will definitely not let you down!”
Yi Yuanlei turned around and nodded at Yan Zhendong. Then, he took a deep breath and looked at the tall young man in front of him again.
"Yi Yuanlei, the successor of the Eagle Claw Iron Skin Technique from the Yan Clan Martial Arts School, please!”
"Haha…"
Glancing at Yi Yuanlei's indifferent body, the tall young man from the Sun Family Martial Arts Dojo smiled disdainfully. Then, he looked at Yi Yuanlei arrogantly and said,"
"Kid, you better remember that the one who beat you up today is your Grandpa Shi, Shi Zhongmeng, the successor of the Cai Li Buddha Fist from the Sun Family Martial Arts School!”
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