Zhuang Zhou remained indifferent and said,"I told you to call your master out.”
The students in the boxing gym were all concerned about Li Wentao's condition at first. Some of them looked at Zhuang Zhou with fear.
At this moment, Zhuang Zhou spoke again, causing the entire place to fall silent.
They wanted to ask their master to come out. Just the move displayed by this youth in front of them was enough to make their hearts skip a beat.
Even if his master came, so what?
At this moment, they finally believed that they had really encountered the legendary martial arts expert.
What should he do?
If even his master lost, then the entire Xing Yi Martial Arts Dojo would lose face.
Li Wentao gritted his teeth and glared at Zhuang Zhou."Wait a moment. I'll call my master over now.”
"Eldest Senior Brother, are you sure you want Master to deal with that person?”
"I wonder if Master can defeat this youth.”
Li Wentao walked towards the lounge. A few disciples followed behind him and asked anxiously.
" What should we do then?" Li Wentao said angrily." Are we going to let this kid go just like that and spread the reputation of our master being afraid of fighting?"”
Even though he was not an expert, he knew some of the rules of the martial arts world.
Facing a challenger, being afraid was more embarrassing than losing.
After Li Wentao said that, the other disciples also shut up.
Zhuang Zhou stood in the center of the arena with a calm expression.
The surrounding students looked at him with fear and curiosity. They didn't know how this young man could be so strong. Even their senior brother was beaten by him.
In the past, even if four or five of them joined forces, they might not be able to block a move from Eldest Senior Brother. But now, they were easily defeated by this youth. This made them unable to understand.
How did this young man do it?
At this time, Li Wentao had already called his master.
Wu Xiuyong was a boxing master of the Xingyi Boxing Club. His ancestral home was in the mainland. In the early years, his grandfather had come to Xiangjiang City with his family to avoid the war on the mainland. His grandfather was the disciple of Shang Yunxiang, a martial arts master. He had become the disciple of a martial arts master of the Shang Family. In a sense, he was related to Shang Yunxiang. In Wu Xiuyong's generation, he could be said to be the fifth and twelfth generation successor of the Shang Family's Xingyi Boxing.
However, his grandfather was not Shang Yunxiang's direct disciple, so the inheritance of the Xing Yi Fist did not include them.
However, since they practiced the Shang Family Xingyi Fist, it was not impossible to hang the portrait of their ancestor on the signboard of the dojo.
And right at this time, Wu Xiuyong heard his disciple's call. When he heard that Li Wentao's punch was sent flying, his expression immediately became somewhat incredulous." This…This, this should be the Grandmaster Realm?”
"It can't be. Wentao already said that the person is only around 18 years old. This age, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!”
Thoughts raced through his mind, and he felt uneasy. But no matter what, he had to make a trip to the dojo.
This was not a joke.
Zhuang Zhou had been waiting for half an hour.
"Master is here!"”
Zhuang Zhou looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in a Tang suit walking in. The middle-aged man looked to be in his forties, the best age for a martial artist. His sideburns were high, and it was obvious that he was a martial arts expert.
He did not know if it had reached the level of hidden force.
"Young man, are you here to challenge the dojo?”Wu Xiu Yong sized up Zhuang Zhou with a cautious expression.
Zhuang Zhou smiled." I'm here to lend you a hand. Please."”
After Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pretended to shake it.
He saw Zhuang Zhou's outstretched hand.
The students of the other boxing halls could not understand.
But Wu Xiuyong was like he was facing a great enemy.
In modern martial arts, hand-to-hand combat was a very common martial arts competition. It was usually done under the condition that one did not want to bleed.
However, the "help" had to be an expert with internal force or above.
It looked simple, but it was actually extremely dangerous. It was like a martial arts master fighting with internal energy in a martial arts novel.
This was a competition of control over one's strength. This was also the reason why one needed to be at least at the level of hidden strength. Only those with hidden strength could perform a competition that could not be seen by the naked eye.
Otherwise, this battle of words would lose its meaning.
Seeing Zhuang Zhou's outstretched hand, Wu Xiuyong's heart tightened. This young man actually knew the rules of the competition, and he even extended his hand. This showed that he was at least an internal force expert. When he thought back to when his disciple called him, he vaguely guessed Zhuang Zhou's "HuaJin" strength.
This young man…
At this moment, the disciples in the boxing gym looked at their master as if he was facing a great enemy. He slowly extended his right hand.
Wu Xiuyong's right hand was very wide, and there were thick calluses on the joints of his fingers. This showed that he had not only cultivated the Form and Will Fist, but had also cultivated physical cultivation techniques like the Iron Palm.
However, this was a competition between hidden jing martial artists, so these external techniques couldn't play a big role.
"Pa." A crisp sound rang out.
All of a sudden, a sound that sounded like a mosquito being swatted rang in the ears of every disciple in the boxing hall. Although it was not loud, it was exceptionally clear in this quiet venue.
All the students felt as if their horizons had been broadened.
It was clearly just a handshake, but it could make such a loud sound. It seemed that this was a competition between martial arts masters.
They had been in the dojo for some time, but this was the first time they had seen a true expert.
The moment Wu Xiuyong took it, he immediately circulated his strength, fine beads of sweat oozing out of his palm.
The so-called " hidden force " referred to the heat flowing in the human body. In the words of Taoism and Qigong, this kind of heat was called " Qi."
The so-called hidden force was actually to release the heat energy in the body through the pores through the control of the body and mind.
The instant he took over, the pores on Wu Xiu Yong's palm opened, and a stream of heat gushed out from his palm. This was the so-called hidden force like the tip of a needle.
This was just a test.
In the next moment, Wu Xiuyong's expression changed because he discovered that Zhuang Zhou had no reaction at all.
When the hidden force from his palm touched Zhuang Zhou's palm, it was like a basin of clear water splashed on a huge sponge.
After a full three seconds, a thin layer of sweat oozed out of Wu Xiuyong's forehead, and his entire person looked as if he had just been fished out of the water.
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