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

"Bang!"

Qi Yu kicked with all his might, sending the burly Zhou Tai flying backward off the ground.

Like a cannonball, its momentum was unstoppable.

"Senior Brother Zhou!"

Witnessing this scene, the apprentices of Zhenwei Martial Arts School all changed their expressions drastically, their faces filled with fear.

We lost!

The only person from the martial arts school to enter the country was actually defeated.

Is there such a big difference between Zhenwei Martial Arts School and Zhou's Martial Arts School?

Many apprentices had shifty eyes and gloomy moods.

Gu Xin's expression showed some regret.

The third senior brother was defeated too quickly, not because he was weak, but because he lacked combat experience and was not as experienced as Qi Yu.

If it were a life-or-death duel, given Third Senior Brother's determination to die, it would be hard to say who would ultimately prevail.

But this is a friendly competition; a loss is a loss, and defeat is defeat.

"Third Senior Brother, how are you? Are you alright?"

Gu Xin helped Zhou Tai, who had retreated and been caught by his master Yang Wei, and asked him how he felt.

"fine……"

Zhou Tai steadied himself, exhaled, and waved his hand to indicate that he was alright.

Although he was kicked in the end, Qi Yu remembered Zhou Feng's instructions and left himself some leeway at the crucial moment, not going all out.

In addition, he blocked the attack by crossing his arms across his chest in the critical moment.

Therefore, apart from the surging and turbulent flow of qi and blood within the body, there was nothing else seriously wrong.

Zhou Tai mustered his courage, clenched his fist, and wanted to continue playing.

He still has the strength to fight and can continue.

However, Yang Wei pressed down on his shoulder.

"We lost!"

Yang Wei spoke calmly, admitting defeat directly.

"Master, I can still fight!"

Zhou Tai was dissatisfied and looked to Yang Wei to appeal.

"This isn't a duel; there's no need to fight to the death."

"But……"

Zhou Tai wanted to argue, but if he lost, Zhenwei Martial Arts School's reputation would be ruined.

In the future, when people mention Zhenwei Martial Arts School, they will subconsciously assume that Zhenwei Martial Arts School is inferior to Zhou's Martial Arts School.

This will affect the efficiency of the martial arts school in recruiting apprentices.

Although before this, people generally believed that Zhenwei Martial Arts School was inferior to Zhou's Martial Arts School.

After all, Zhou Feng was a military officer, and he held a prestigious academic title.

However, believing something is one thing, confirming it is another.

Many people tend to hold onto a glimmer of hope when something isn't definitively confirmed.

"There's no 'buts' about it. A loss is a loss, and defeat is defeat."

Yang Wei waved his hand, interrupting Zhou Tai's argument, then looked at Qi Yu and said calmly, "You win!"

"You're too kind!"

Upon seeing this, Qi Yu remained calm and returned the greeting with clasped hands.

They did not become complacent because of their victory in this competition.

"Next!"

Qi Yu's gaze was intense as he surveyed the apprentices in the room and calmly greeted them.

He clearly intended to continue fighting.

"That's all, you can leave now!"

Yang Wei waved his hand, directly ordering them to leave.

"Master Yang, this is only the first performance. The younger generation hasn't had enough fun yet."

Zhou Feng squinted and looked at Yang Wei with a slight smile.

He knew that Zhenwei Martial Arts School didn't have a deep foundation, but he didn't expect it to be this shallow.

"Yang's place is small and only has henchmen; it's not as grand as Master Zhou's place, which is inhabited by great deities."

Yang Wei remained calm, showing no sign of indignation or anger.

What is this humiliation compared to the shame of the past?

"Master Yang is renowned; do not underestimate yourself..."

Zhou Feng smiled and was about to continue probing for more details.

"I'll do it!"

But he was interrupted by a voice halfway through his sentence.

Gu Xin walked out.

"Ah Xin?"

"Junior Brother?"

"Junior Brother Gu?"

Yang Wei, Zhou Tai, and all the students of Zhenwei Martial Arts School were astonished.

"You really want to fight?"

But Yang Wei quickly realized what was happening and looked at Gu Xin hesitantly.

Although he knew that Gu Xin's qi and blood were strong and he was no less than Zhou Tai.

However, they ultimately did not enter the country.

Moreover, strength is not simply a matter of comparing the amount of vital energy and blood.

There are many other influencing factors.

Therefore, if Gu Xin rashly confronts the martial artists who have entered the country, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

If one is not careful and suffers some damage, affecting the foundation, then the loss will outweigh the gain.

He had high hopes for Gu Xin.

"Junior brother, come back quickly, this is not something you can get involved in."

Zhou Tai hurriedly urged Gu Xin to leave the scene.

"Master, Third Senior Brother, I want to try!"

Gu Xin turned around and smiled, his eyes showing no fear, but rather a burning desire, eager to try.

He had been eagerly anticipating this moment and couldn't wait to make his appearance.

This would not only save face for Zhenwei Martial Arts School, but also allow him to seize the opportunity to enter the martial arts world and become a true martial arts figure.

"Since you want to fight, then give it a try!"

Yang Wei pondered for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.

With him on alert the whole time, nothing unexpected should happen.

"Huh? We haven't entered the country yet?"

Zhou Feng's gaze fell on Gu Xin, who had just entered the arena, and he quickly noticed Gu Xin's unusual demeanor: "His qi and blood are so robust that they are no less than those who have just entered the realm. Is he nearing a breakthrough and seeking an opportunity?"

Please advise!

Gu Xin looked intently at Qi Yu opposite him, and clasped his hands in greeting.

"You didn't enter the country?"

Qi Yu was taken aback and looked at his master Zhou Feng with some difficulty.

For a martial artist who has entered the country to fight someone who hasn't is simply too much of a bully.

"Haha, it's alright! Since they are so sincere in asking for advice, then you should give them some pointers. After all, it's a friendly sparring match."

Zhou Feng laughed heartily, indicating to Qi Yu that he could make his move: "But remember to be careful and show mercy."

"Yes, Master."

Qi Yu nodded in agreement, then looked at Gu Xin and beckoned, "Come on! I'll give you three moves!"

As expected of a martial arts master's top disciple, their confident demeanor is exactly the same.

Gu Xin smiled, but he wasn't one to take advantage of others.

"Since this is a friendly spar, senior brother, there's no need to hold back. Just go all out!"

Gu Xin looked at Qi Yu and smiled, saying that his strength was not bad either, and he didn't need anyone to be modest.

Not only was the victory unfair, but it also wasted all his long-held expectations.

"A promise is a promise. I said I'd give you three moves, so I'll give you three moves. Bring it on!"

Qi Yu, however, was very proud and reiterated his point with a resounding voice.

Ah!

Stubborn and arrogant.

Seeing this, Gu Xin smiled mockingly: "You'll regret this!"

Without hesitation, Gu Xin unleashed his full power and charged towards Qi Yu.

Just like Zhou Tai before him, his speed was swift.

Approaching Qi Yu, the Thunderclap Mountain-Shattering Force was unleashed, the iron fist carrying a powerful gust of wind, appearing extremely forceful.

Qi Yu witnessed this familiar scene and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, a hint of regret clearly showing in his eyes.

The same old tricks.

Even your senior brother who entered the country failed to succeed, do you think you will have a chance?

Qi Yu shook his head and turned around, instinctively spinning to avoid the attack.

This time, however, he did not retaliate.

With his hands behind his back, he appeared calm and collected, exuding the air of a master.

"boom!"

However, he confidently dodged, expecting to be met with Gu Xin's shock and surprise, but unexpectedly, just as he steadied himself, an iron fist carrying immense force was already close to his chest.

"Bang!"

In the next instant, before he could react, power surged into his chest, like a bull charging.

With a whoosh, his figure flew backward off the ground.

One's vital energy and blood flow in a turbulent, unsettling manner.

His handsome face flushed red and then turned pale, then red and then pale again, his expression constantly fluctuating.

"How...how is this possible?"

After regaining his balance, Qi Yu stared wide-eyed at Gu Xin, who was slowly retracting his fist.

His calm and collected expression was gone, replaced by utter shock.

What shocked him was not Gu Xin's feint, but that Gu Xin had caught up with his speed by striking first.

Hey!

Qi Yu wasn't the only one shocked; the Zhenwei Martial Arts School members, who had been worried for Gu Xin, were also stunned, staring at Gu Xin with expressions of utter disbelief.

Zhou Feng, who had been all smiles, suddenly froze.