After the family split up, I achieved martial arts sainthood.

Let's go!

Yang Wei's figure appeared out of the room at some point and went to the training ground.

He greeted them and headed towards the front yard.

With his heart pounding and his blood boiling, Gu Xin immediately followed.

Upon arriving at the front yard, one sees Zhou Feng, the head of the Zhou Family Martial Arts School, waiting in the training ground with three young men around twenty years old.

Zhou Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

The three young men were imposing and aggressive, making no attempt to conceal their true intentions.

The students of Zhenwei Martial Arts School gathered in groups, standing against the courtyard wall.

When they saw Yang Wei come out, they all rushed over and hurriedly stood behind him.

"Master Yang, I've long admired your reputation, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

When Zhou Feng saw Yang Wei appear, a smile appeared on his calm face, and he politely clasped his hands in greeting.

"Master Zhou is too kind!"

Yang Wei clasped his hands in a slight fist salute in response, then said, "Since you're here, let's begin!"

He was very concise and to the point.

There were no pleasantries, not a single word exchanged.

This……

Zhou Feng was taken aback; this was something he couldn't figure out.

Although they came to challenge the school, at least they did it under the guise of a friendly martial arts competition.

Even if you're unhappy, you shouldn't be so cold, right?

He's a straightforward person, what a pity...

Zhou Feng sighed inwardly.

"What? Not going to fight? Then please leave!"

Yang Wei turned to leave.

This posture left everyone somewhat bewildered.

"Master Yang, why the rush?"

Zhou Feng hurriedly called out to Yang Wei.

"Aren't you the ones who are in a hurry?"

Yang Wei stopped and turned back, a speechless expression on his face, and asked, "You issued the challenge yesterday, and you're here today. Aren't I just fulfilling your wishes and not wasting your time?"

This……

Zhou Feng was speechless again. He wanted to explain that it wasn't him who was anxious, but rather the four major clans.

Unfortunately, these words are clearly inappropriate to say.

Since that's the case, there's no need for pleasantries.

"Qi Yu, you go!"

After giving a greeting, Zhou Feng led the remaining two youths to the other end of the training ground.

"Remember the rules of sparring: stop when you've made a point, and don't hurt the harmony."

Before leaving, he didn't forget to give Qi Yu some advice.

Is this a sign that they believe their own people are sure to win, and they're implying that their own people will go easy on them?

Gu Xin chuckled, unable to contain his restlessness.

"Atai, go!"

Yang Wei didn't say anything more and beckoned Zhou Tai to step forward.

Zhou Tai stretched his arms and walked straight to the center of the training ground under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

In the training ground, Qi Yu stood alone, waiting quietly.

Gu Xin looked at Qi Yu and recognized him at a glance; this was the one who had delivered the letter yesterday.

[Cultivation Level: Early Stage of the Blood Strengthening Realm]

[Technique: Six Harmonies Stance Exercise (Mastered)]

[Techniques: Six Harmonies Fist (Masterful), Six-Road Springing Leg (Masterful), Wind and Thunder Sword (Masterful)]

Cultivation experience: 10 years

His strength is about equal to that of his third senior brother. I wonder if his third senior brother can win.

If my third senior brother wins, I'll fight the remaining two.

If my third senior brother fails, then let him become my stepping stone to enter the realm.

Gu Xin's gaze was intense, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Qi Yu gathered his strength, looked at Zhou Tai, and clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Brother Zhou, please enlighten me!"

"I dare not presume to offer my guidance, but merely wish to exchange ideas. Please, Brother Qi!"

Zhou Tai returned the greeting with a clasped-fist salute, displaying a very humble attitude.

As the two entered, everyone tactfully dispersed, clearing the area of ​​the martial arts arena.

Soon only Zhou Tai and Qi Yu remained in the arena, facing each other, scrutinizing each other, and poised to strike.

As the two began to confront each other, the atmosphere in the martial arts gym gradually became tense.

The students of Zhenwei Martial Arts School all clenched their fists, their eyes fixed hopefully on the arena.

His eyes were fixed on the screen, his expression serious.

Many people held their breath, afraid of disturbing those present.

Even Yang Wei's eyes were cold and he looked uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Zhou Feng and his two disciples on the opposite side were calm and composed, without the slightest worry.

Zhou Feng even had the leisure to ask his disciple to bring him a chair and sit down with an air of nonchalance.

This relaxed and carefree demeanor exudes confidence that victory is assured.

This means they're certain we can't win...

Gu Xin took it all in and felt an itch in his hands, wishing he could rush up and beat his third senior brother Zhou Tai until his face was covered in bruises.

In the training ground, Qi Yu stood on the left, his feet slightly apart, his body slightly lowered, his posture showing great stability.

Qi Yu practices the Six Harmonies Stance Technique.

Gu Xin didn't know the specific mysteries of this stance training, but he could roughly guess its characteristics from the two characters "Liu He".

The so-called Six Harmonies emphasizes the harmony of the shoulders and hips, the elbows and knees, the hands and feet, the mind and intention, the intention and qi, and the qi and strength.

It is perfectly harmonious, with a solid foundation, and is adept at both offense and defense.

Qi Yu's stance clearly exhibited the characteristics of Liuhe Zhuang Gong (a type of martial art), being stable and reliable, and demonstrating a sense of control in both advancing and retreating.

In contrast, the third senior brother, Zhou Tai, paced around Qi Yu with measured steps, his deep eyes scrutinizing Qi Yu intently.

Like a restless wild horse, it was spying on Qi Yu's weaknesses, searching for a way to strike.

One still, one in motion, creating a striking contrast.

This standoff lasted for quite a while.

Qi Yu didn't rush to attack, perhaps because it was a pre-planned strategy?

Let's not have any ulterior motives.

At this moment, he appeared very calm and composed.

"Whoosh!"

As this situation continued, many disciples began to feel bored and weary, when Zhou Tai finally moved.

Galloping horses.

Zhou Tai, like a galloping horse, suddenly sprang into action and pounced on Qi Yu with great speed.

His attack was not a simple, straightforward charge.

Instead, it follows a zigzag path, maximizing the agility and speed of a galloping horse.

It was fast and fierce, and its path was unpredictable and hard to fathom.

Even after scrutinizing the situation thoroughly, Qi Yu was unable to accurately determine where Zhou Tai's attack would land on him.

very good!

Gu Xin, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but secretly admire and praise Zhou Tai.

Gu Xin, who had also practiced the Galloping Horse technique, was well aware of just how ingenious Zhou Tai's move was.

Finally, amidst the intense attention of everyone, Zhou Tai's figure approached Qi Yu's side.

"boom!"

With a sudden, powerful punch, he slammed it down on Qi Yu's face.

The Galloping Horse Fist is as powerful and ferocious as a galloping horse.

Before the fist even landed, a strong wind howled, first blowing Qi Yu's hair and making his clothes flutter.

This caused Qi Yu's wide-open eyes to involuntarily narrow slightly.

Faced with Zhou Tai's powerful punch, Qi Yu did not take it head-on.

He could feel the force of Zhou Tai's punch.

If one were to attempt to take the hit head-on, there is a risk of broken bones and tendons.

Therefore, after a moment's hesitation, Qi Yu also moved.

With a slight twist of his waist and hips, he spun to the side like a tightly wound spring, dodging Zhou Tai's attack.

As a result, Zhou Tai's powerful punch almost grazed his ear and missed.

The force of the punch caused Qi Yu's sideburns to stand straight up.

Almost there!

So close!

Many people clenched their fists secretly, feeling sorry for Zhou Tai and worried for Qi Yu.

"Whoosh!"

But before the chaotic boos could subside, Qi Yu, having dodged Zhou Tai's attack, immediately launched a counterattack.

The competition has officially begun.