Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 136 Heartfelt Chicken Steps, Who's So Domineering?
Someone recognized Zhao Yuting, who had been following Huo Diange closely. Huo Diange was very famous in the north and was a disciple of the Grandmaster of the Eight Extremes of Divine Spear.

But these people didn't recognize Chen Zhan. They were all outsiders who had never seen Chen Zhan sweep through the Cuojiao and Fanzi styles in the Gong family.

"That one is Zhao Yuting, the grand-disciple of Li Shuwen, the master of the Divine Spear of Bajiquan. He is a famous expert in Tianjin. But I don't recognize this one."

"When I came in just now, it seemed like I was from the Xingyi School. I wonder which master I was taught by."

Zhao Yuting overheard the discussions among the crowd.

"I truly do not know Brother Chen's lineage. May I ask?" Zhao Yuting asked, clasping his hands in greeting.

"Xingyi, founder Liu Lanqi." Chen Zhan nodded in reply, now completely unconcerned about revealing his identity.

"Wow~"

There was an uproar.

"So you're from Senior Li's lineage. No wonder you just reprimanded those two juniors. It was only right."

"Li the Double-Swordsman's fellow disciple, that's truly authentic Xingyi, no wonder, no wonder."

Although the Xingyi School is chaotic and has a mix of people, the martial arts world generally recognizes Li Cunyi and Sun Lutang, namely Liu Lanqi and Guo Yunshen.

Li Cunyi accomplished so much that he was once the leader of the martial arts world and the founder of the Chinese Martial Arts Association.

Sun Lutang, on the other hand, possessed unparalleled merit, his fists were unmatched, and he suppressed the martial arts world for thirty years.

"Bajiquan, Zhao Yuting, I'd like to learn from you." Zhao Yuting didn't say much, as it wasn't appropriate to discuss Zhang Zhenbei's affairs in front of outsiders.

The Eight Extremes technique involves opening the door, stomping the feet, and throwing a swift punch, with the fist in front and the elbow behind, charging and striking fiercely.

He couldn't discern Chen Zhan's exact cultivation level, but considering he was a few years younger than himself, how high could it be?

When Zhao Yuting made his move, his bones and muscles cracked. Such a sound was priceless, but for him, it was something he could do with ease.

He has mastered the essentials of Bajiquan, with a smooth and expansive cross-shaped force, a stable lower body, coordinated hand and foot movements, and eyes that follow hand movements, unleashing punches and kicks simultaneously.

Three zhang (approximately 10 meters) away, covered in three steps.

The Vajra Eight Stances, Hammer Support! Like a bowstring snapping and an arrow shooting forward, the punch was both swift and fierce, a series of explosive sounds directly hitting Chen Zhan's chest.

Compared to Zhao Yuting, Chen Zhan was far superior, but at this moment his aura was on a completely different level.

Some of the onlookers were also a little apprehensive. Could this Xingyi master be all show and no substance? If he didn't have real skill, wouldn't that punch, like a hammer breaking a bow, pierce through the heart?

Blood splattered on the spot; that wouldn't look good for Wanhua Escort Agency.

This included Uncle Gong, who was also somewhat worried and didn't want anyone to get hurt.

Ye Ningzhen was in high spirits and not worried about Chen Zhan at all. Instead, she went to look at Huo Diange. Having been by Chen Zhan's side for a long time, her standards had risen, and she wanted to know if Huo Diange could figure it out.

Huo Diange frowned. He couldn't discern Chen Zhan's true strength, but he knew that the rumors couldn't all be unfounded. If Chen Zhan really didn't have any power, how could he have caused so much trouble for the Japanese?
But then, Zhao Yuting punched Chen Zhan in the chest, and Chen Zhan reacted, neither too fast nor too slow.

掸！
Dust it off!

His right hand swept across his chest like dusting, striking Zhao Yuting's wrist squarely. "Hiss!"

Zhao Yuting couldn't help but grit his teeth, incredulous. What kind of hidden force was this? It hurt so much!
He wasn't surprised by the hidden strength; he was also a master of hidden strength.

But damn it, hidden force is only effective when used to strike acupoints; hidden force isn't a hidden weapon!
It's not that hard, and it doesn't hurt that much!
Little did they know that the hidden power that erupted after embracing the elixir was astonishingly strong; even Chen Zhan didn't know how powerful it would be when he unleashed his full strength.

Like steel needles! The direct stab forced Zhao Yuting to change his move. He flipped his wrist, quickly withdrew his fist, and escaped the range of hidden force. With a side step, he launched a double-handed mountain-splitting palm attack on his waist and abdomen from both sides.

This move has variations; it can change into a tiger hug or a bear crouch, depending on how the opponent responds.

There are many styles of Bajiquan fighting techniques. After Li Shuwen integrated various martial arts, it became even more refined. However, he was facing Chen Zhan, a grandmaster who had attained the Golden Core stage.

Chen Zhan pressed his hands down without even bowing, his movements exquisite and precise, as if Zhao Yuting had placed his hands into Chen Zhan's hands.

He grabbed Chen Zhan's wrists with both hands. Zhao Yuting looked incredulous. He launched a preemptive attack, then changed his move, striking Chen Zhan's waist, a difficult position to defend against.

How could we be captured so easily?

He was still captured and could only fight with his strength, trying to break free by flipping his wrists. But to his surprise, he did manage to flip his wrists, but the steel-like hands on his wrists remained completely still.

Subsequently
His feet left the ground, and he soared into the air, his body thrown two or three zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) by the impact. He landed only because Huo Diange braced him against the back of his chest, preventing him from lying on the ground in a disheveled state.

Chen Zhan's martial arts skills are far superior, so we can't keep messing around with him. If we continue, it will only humiliate him and be pointless.

He was far too accomplished; Zhao Yuting's methods seemed like childish play to him.

Those watching, including Zhao Yuting himself, didn't understand how he was blasted two or three zhang away.

What did Chen Zhan do?
Did the fist or palm strike Zhao Yuting?
None of that was seen. All that was seen was Zhao Yuting leaping into the air, landing, and stumbling backward. It looked like two people were performing a magic trick together, one exerting force from a distance, striking from afar, while the other flew up, fell to the ground, and then admitted defeat.

"What's going on? Are you kidding me? Is this what you call a friendly sparring match?"

"Are you performing magic tricks? Or putting on an opera? Does the Bajiquan sect also do such despicable things?"

Everyone thought the two were faking their fight, but Zhao Yuting was furious. "Shut the hell up! If you're not happy, then come at me!"

He actually wanted to go up again, but Huo Diange stopped him.

He whispered in his ear, "He has already reached the pinnacle."

Zhao Yuting immediately stopped struggling. At the same time, he was being teased by the martial arts thugs who were watching. He was getting impatient and could only say, "If you're not convinced, then come at me!"
But unexpectedly, someone actually jumped out.

"Hehe, let's test you to see if you're a real Xingyi master or just an imposter!"

He naturally admired Li Cunyi and Liu Lanqi greatly, but whether Chen Zhan was truly Liu Lanqi's grand-disciple was hard to say!
The young man looked to be about the same age as Chen Zhan, and was in the prime of his life. He got into a fighting stance and leaped into action.

Chen Zhan smiled upon seeing this; they were from the same sect.

Heartfelt Chicken Steps, Five Elements Drilling Fist.

It's almost done.

Chen Zhan countered with a drilling punch, using only half his strength. With a thrust and a thud, he used his drilling force to fight back, and the young man was knocked back into the crowd. It took four or five people to support him.

"His fists are okay, but he can't get the power from his waist and hips. He only relies on his arms to generate power, so he can't develop internal strength."

Chen Zhan offered some guidance, and the young man thought about it and realized that Chen Zhan was right. He then clasped his hands in a very frank manner and said, "Thank you for your guidance. I am humbled and admit defeat."

"Which lineage of Xingyi do you belong to? Your physical constitution is still correct, you haven't practiced it wrong." Chen Zhan was a little curious. He didn't know much about the martial arts world in the Republic of China, especially his own Xingyi school, which was too chaotic.

"My name is Cheng Yong. I am a disciple of Mr. Wang Xiangzhai. Hehe, we are all authentic Xingyi practitioners, unlike those unorthodox schools outside."

The young man realized that Chen Zhan was a master, so he took advantage of the situation and was right.

"Oh? Mr. Wang Xiangzhai, they are indeed from the same school and lineage. Did you come by yourself?"

Wang Xiangzhai was Guo Yunshen's disciple and a contemporary of Sun Lutang, but much younger, only in his forties. He became famous very early and was invited by Xu Shuzheng, a prominent figure in the military and political circles, to be a martial arts instructor at the Presidential Palace at the time.

He lived into the 1970s and 80s. After liberation, he served as the deputy head of the martial arts group of the preparatory committee of the Chinese Sports Federation. He was also very good at traditional Chinese medicine.

I never expected to see his apprentice here.

"I came with my senior brother. Master had important business to attend to and couldn't get away. Hehe, but having you here is enough." Cheng Yong was young, had a strong Beijing accent, and was quite adept at handling interpersonal relationships.

Chen Zhan nodded: "You can contact me if you need anything in Fengtian, but try to avoid going to the Japanese side."

The two were talking when a commotion broke out outside the gate.

"Who bullied my disciple, and is that a master of Xingyi Quan? Who is so domineering?"

(End of this chapter)