Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

Zhao Sheng sat alone in the corner, and no one came to mock or disturb him. He was not idle and kept watching the martial arts students practice their boxing, mostly watching the moves of Taizu Changquan.

Iron Shirt only glanced at it briefly before paying no further attention. The essence of this martial art lies in medicinal baths. Without the recipe for medicinal baths, no matter how much you beat your body, you can only enhance your resistance to blows.

It may even damage bodily functions.

This is also the drawback of most hard qigong techniques, which is why Zhao Sheng only glanced at them a few times before paying no further attention.

Familiarizing himself with the enemy's moves was simply to make it easier for him to identify weaknesses and flaws when he encountered enemies who practiced Iron Shirt in the future.

Just as Zhao Sheng closed his eyes to digest the Taizu Long Fist, he saw Lin Hai and Lin Feixue walking out of the martial arts school out of the corner of his eye, and noticed that Lin Feixue's expression was not very good.

"It seems that Master Lin doesn't welcome me, otherwise Lin Feixue wouldn't be looking so worried." He was quite perceptive and quickly figured out the ins and outs with a little thought.

Since that's the case, why make things difficult for others? He's not a shameless person. Having entered the realm of internal strength and possessing numerous martial arts skills, where isn't a place for him to stay?

With these thoughts in mind, Zhao Sheng stood up and left without saying goodbye. He would repay the life-saving grace when he had mastered his martial arts skills; the Taoist breathing technique would be considered interest.

"Brother Zhao Sheng, where are you going?" Lin Hai asked as he saw Zhao Sheng about to leave.

His voice drew the attention of the students in the martial arts school, who looked at Zhao Sheng, who was about to walk out, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

They remembered that this person had returned with their senior brother. Wasn't he supposed to be here to learn from a master? Why is he leaving so suddenly?

Lin Feixue looked at Zhao Sheng's broad back, hesitant to speak. She had invited him to stay at the martial arts school, even if it meant letting him stay in a hotel, but ultimately she couldn't keep her promise.

"Leave." Zhao Sheng walked out of Changfeng Martial Arts School, looked at the many martial arts students passing by, and walked into the martial arts school across the street.

Seeing this, Lin Hai and Lin Feixue quickly walked out of the martial arts hall, and then they heard the words "challenge the hall" coming from the martial arts hall across the street.

Lin Hai was shocked. A challenge to a martial arts school? That meant ruining their livelihood! Did Zhao Sheng have a death wish? "Junior sister, you stay here for a while. I'll go back to the school and get Master. This Zhao Sheng is too audacious."

Lin Feixue knew how powerful Zhao Sheng was, but judging from her senior brother's expression, he probably wouldn't believe her, so she could only nod slightly.

She hadn't expected Zhao Sheng to be so bold. There were martial arts schools all around; wasn't he afraid of being surrounded and beaten to death? No matter how skilled he was, he would eventually run out of strength!

Lin Hai hurriedly ran back to the martial arts school.

Seeing this, Lin Feixue sighed softly. That's just how her senior brother is. As long as it doesn't involve her, he's usually quite gentle and friendly towards others.

She walked into the martial arts school, and soon students from other martial arts schools nearby poured into this school, all looking toward the ring.

A young man stood on the platform, facing a middle-aged man. They recognized the middle-aged man; he was the owner of the martial arts school.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy and unpleasant. He had been running his martial arts school on Changlin Road for more than ten years and this was the first time he had encountered such a foolish person coming to challenge his school, especially a young man.

"Director Zhao, make the first move." Zhao Sheng assumed the Three-Body Stance, his eyes calmly fixed on the middle-aged man.

"You have some nerve! I, Zhao Litian, have been running this martial arts school for over ten years, and I never expected to encounter such a fearless young man. Don't blame me if my fists and feet are unruly later." Zhao Litian laughed angrily.

"Now that I'm on the stage, my life is in the hands of fate. If I die, I can only blame my lack of strength. I also hope that Master Zhao won't be killed by me," Zhao Sheng said calmly.

Zhao Litian strode forward. He practiced Crane Style Fist, his body resembled a crane, his steps were light, and his five fingers gathered into a crane's beak to peck at people.

Zhao Sheng touched the ground with his toes, his body as nimble as a monkey, dodging Zhao Litian's killing blows. The most famous aspect of Crane Style Fist is its agile transformation. He fiercely pressed his attack forward.

If Zhao Sheng escapes the attack, how will we find an opportunity to get close? It has to be said that the young man in front of us is very skilled at such a young age, and his agile monkey body is almost as good as Xingyi.

While dodging, Zhao Sheng secretly learned some boxing techniques, occasionally retaliating, which puzzled Lin Feixue below the stage, as did the students who rushed in.

Why is Zhao Sheng always dodging? He occasionally retaliates once or twice, but then he has to dodge again. We came to see him challenge us, not to watch him perform like a monkey.

"I've almost finished learning." Seeing that he couldn't learn anything, Zhao Sheng took advantage of Zhao Litian's close proximity, spread his five fingers, and unexpectedly struck Zhao Litian's head with a loud slap, unleashing a burst of hidden force.

boom!

Zhao Litian didn't utter a sound, and fell to the ground dead. His eyes still held the ferocity he had before death. His brain and other organs had been crushed by Zhao Sheng's hidden force, and he died without the slightest pain.

The people below the stage looked bewildered. Was Master Zhao too weak? How could he be down on the ground in just one move?

Zhao Sheng glanced at Zhao Litian on the ground, shook his head slightly, and turned to leave the arena. It was a pity that the latter did not use any more boxing moves, otherwise he would not have been killed so quickly.

People around him made way for him, and he walked along the path without stopping as he passed Lin Feixue.

His path is destined to offend people; it's better not to get to know him.

Lin Feixue wanted to speak, but ultimately remained silent, watching him leave in silence.

"Junior sister, where is Brother Zhao Sheng?" Lin Hai squeezed next to Lin Feixue to ask, while Lin Changfeng, who was next to her, looked at Zhao Litian on the arena, quickly walked onto the arena, attracting the attention of many students.

"Isn't that Master Lin from Changfeng Martial Arts School across the street? Why is he here at Linghe Martial Arts School?" someone asked in confusion.

"Nonsense, all the martial arts schools on Changlin Road are all in cahoots. Master Lin must have come here after learning that Linghe Martial Arts School had been challenged." Someone answered.

Lin Changfeng ignored the nonsense and turned Zhao Litian's body over. Blood immediately flowed from his seven orifices, and upon closer inspection, one could see that the blood was mixed with a thick red and white liquid.

"Has his brain been smashed? Could he be a master of internal energy? With such a master coming to challenge the school, who besides the four major martial arts schools can stop him!" Lin Changfeng sighed softly, then stepped off the stage.

"What's wrong, Master?" Lin Hai asked, noticing that his master's expression was off.

"Zhao Litian's head was smashed by internal force. I didn't expect that Zhao Sheng was actually a master of internal force. He has already killed a martial arts master. Let's not get involved in this matter and go back to the martial arts school to continue our training," Lin Changfeng said.

"Is it really that powerful?" Lin Hai asked doubtfully.

"Yes, the levels of martial arts are divided into Ming Jin, An Jin, Hua Jin, Dan Jin, Gang Jin, and finally Shen Jin. Ming Jin is the integration of one's own power, forming a whole from scattered forces. Your master is at this level."

"Hidden strength is the state where one has integrated all one's own strength and can go no further. Then, one tempers the internal organs to generate strength. This kind of strength is called hidden strength. Hidden strength can shatter the inside without damaging the surface, killing people invisibly."

"Aside from the people from the four major martial arts schools, the only person at this level is Zhao Sheng, whom you all know. He is very strong, and I am no match for him in three moves. As for the later levels, we will talk about them after you reach the Ming Jin level."

The Linghe Martial Arts School was deserted. Lin Changfeng led Lin Hai and Lin Feixue back to the Changfeng Martial Arts School.

Zhao Shenggang left Linghe Martial Arts School and entered another martial arts school with a plaque above it bearing the four powerful characters "Gu Family Martial Arts School".

Gu's Martial Arts School is one of the four major martial arts schools on Changlin Road. It has been established here for nearly a century. The current head of Gu's School is a master of Xingyi Quan and has extraordinary strength.

Instead of attacking individual martial arts schools one by one, he felt he could start with the large martial arts schools, as these schools were likely interested in collecting martial arts techniques.

As soon as Zhao Shenggang entered the Gu Family Martial Arts School, students from other nearby martial arts schools flocked to him like cats smelling fish, and soon the school was packed with people.

Just then, Master Gu was instructing his students on their training. He didn't pay much attention to Zhao Sheng when he entered, but he frowned slightly when he saw the crowd of people following him filling the martial arts hall.

The master of the Gu family martial arts school was also a middle-aged man with short hair, long eyebrows, and bright eyes. He wore a set of training clothes unique to the Gu family martial arts school, which was embroidered with Tai Chi patterns.

Zhao Sheng immediately recognized that the Gu family's master was not like Zhao Litian, whose martial arts skills had already penetrated to the marrow. "The strength of internal energy?"

"Gentlemen, what are you doing here at my Gu Family Martial Arts School? Leave before I lose my temper." The Gu Family School Master frowned and shouted sternly.

"Master Gu, please ignore us. We're just here to see him challenge us," someone explained.

"Challenge them?" Master Gu looked at Zhao Sheng, who was in the lead. He could tell that the other party had mastered martial arts and had a clear understanding of his own path. He should also be a master of internal strength.

But such a master doesn't open a school or accept disciples, yet he comes to challenge other schools. Isn't he afraid of making too many enemies and having too many people come knocking on his door in his later years?

"Master Gu, how about we lend a hand? If I win, I can browse all the martial arts manuals at your Martial Arts School; if I lose, I have to leave Changlin Road," Zhao Sheng said.

Master Gu frowned again. Giving a hand, commonly known as testing moves, is also a contest of strength. It can reveal a person's true abilities without having to fight to the death in a ring. "Okay."

Without going to the ring to decide life or death, the contest between masters of internal strength can be decided in an instant.

Moreover, the young man in front of him is so young that even if he is a master of internal strength, he cannot possibly have strong internal energy, which is his disadvantage.