Immortality begins in the Great Wilderness Grotto Heaven

A seasoned blood-training martial artist, persisting for thirty moves?

Zhou An didn't know why Dai Qing of Shunfeng Escort Agency had changed the rules of the temporary appointment meeting at the last minute.

Whether it was to deliberately embarrass Zhengyang Martial Arts School in front of everyone, or to genuinely want a skilled fighter, it doesn't matter.

Life is full of surprises, and Zhou An doesn't mind this particular one.

"I'd like to see just how skilled these bodyguards who travel between the outer cities year-round really are."

Looking at Chen Erhu of Shunfeng Escort Agency in front of him, Zhou An thought to himself.

"Thunderbolt's punches are heavy. Since my Shunfeng Escort Agency is recruiting, Brother Zhou, please make the first move."

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, Chen Erhu adopted a stance, showing no disdain despite a hint of contempt in his heart.

He grinned, and with a shake of his arms, the veins on his two thick, bare arms bulged out.

Those hands were noticeably larger than those of an average person.

His knuckles are thick and strong, and the area between his thumb and forefinger is covered with a thick layer of calluses, clearly indicating that he is a true veteran.

"In that case, I apologize for the inconvenience."

Zhou An took all of this into account. The moment his left foot stepped out, his right foot suddenly pushed off, and he rushed straight towards Chen Erhu at an extremely fast speed.

"Good timing."

Seeing Zhou An's punch coming at him, Chen Erhu's expression immediately turned serious.

He thrust his left palm forward and slammed it down on Zhou An's incoming punch, while his right hand clenched into a fist and hid under his ribs.

The moment the fist was thrown out, it was like a powerful crossbow bolt launched straight at Zhou An's chest.

Thunderclap Fist: when still, it remains still; but when it moves, it is as swift and fierce as thunder.

Even before Chen Erhu's fist was fully extended, Zhou An felt a gust of wind rush towards him, and heard a series of booming sounds in his ears.

"Thirty moves? That's so reckless. I don't think this disciple of Master Xu can even last one move."

Seeing that Zhou An had opened his defenses wide with just one move, Dai Qing, sitting in the audience, smiled but secretly sneered.

"Junior Brother Zhou is still too young. No one is straightforward from the start."

In the stands, Guo Tao couldn't help but shake his head.

However, just when everyone thought Zhou An was about to be blasted away by Chen Erhu's punch, they saw the latter's chest and abdomen suddenly contract.

His entire body was like a large bow bent in reverse, causing Chen Erhu's sure-fire punch to miss its mark.

At the same time, everyone saw Zhou An, who was bent over and drawing his bow, suddenly slap his left hand at the fist that Chen Erhu had thrown.

"Snapped!"

With a muffled thud, Chen Erhu's fist was struck so hard that it lost its balance, and the back of his hand immediately turned bright red.

However, at this moment, Chen Erhu had no time to pay attention to the burning pain coming from his left hand.

This was because at the very moment his punch missed, Zhou An's right hand had already flipped in mid-air, heading straight for his chest.

In just one move, his center was wide open.

Faced with the palm strike aimed at his chest, Chen Erhu dared not take it head-on and immediately retreated rapidly.

One step back leads to another.

Zhou An took a series of steps with his right foot and quickly launched an attack with his left foot. As his blood and qi surged, his fists rained down on Chen Erhu like a storm.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In an instant, heavy bombardment sounds echoed between the two.

Chen Erhu's expression changed drastically, and he no longer held any contempt in his heart.

Faced with Zhou An's relentless and aggressive attacks, he couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness.

It was as if what was in front of them was not a person, but a real tiger.

The sudden change immediately altered the expressions of everyone outside the stage.

"How is that possible?"

In the audience, Dai Qing looked at Chen Erhu, who was being forced to retreat repeatedly, with disbelief in his eyes.

Just moments before, the disciple from Zhengyang Martial Arts School was about to be blasted away by a single punch.

But in the blink of an eye, it was his Shunfeng Escort Agency who narrowly escaped death.

As an outsider, he saw it very clearly.

Compared to Chen Erhu's profuse sweating, Zhou An from Zhengyang Martial Arts School maintained the same expression from beginning to end, giving the impression of strolling leisurely.

"We can't refund any more."

At the same time, under Zhou An's relentless attacks, Chen Erhu, whose fists were starting to go numb, also realized that the situation was extremely critical.

"Bang!"

He took a deep breath and used his left arm to block Zhou An's punch, while the veins on his right hand suddenly bulged.

"drink!"

With a low growl, Chen Erhu's eyes widened suddenly, and he channeled all his strength, heading straight for Zhou An's incoming right fist.

Fist against fist.

He refused to believe that this martial arts school apprentice, who had only just entered the Blood Refining Realm yesterday, could surpass him in strength and blood energy.

"I'll grant your wish."

Seeing Chen Erhu's fist hurtling towards him, Zhou An could have easily dodged it, but...

"Does Zhou need to avoid your sharp edge?"

The thought had barely formed when Zhou An advanced instead of retreating, his internal energy flowing with his strength, and his right fist struck Chen Erhu's fist with perfect accuracy.

"Bang!"

The moment the two fists collided, a visible shockwave exploded with a heavy thud.

Chen Erhu's expression changed, and he staggered back four or five steps as his right hand trembled wildly.

He looked up at Zhou An, his eyes filled with horror.

Zhou An took three steps back, glanced at the other party's already swollen fist, and deliberately exhaled a heavy breath.

"Thank you for your concession."

"Um?"

Chen Erhu was stunned, not understanding the meaning of Zhou An's words. Just as he was about to make a move, Dai Qing's voice suddenly came from the audience.

"Erhu, come back, we've already gone through thirty moves."

As he spoke, Dai Qing took a deep breath, then smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to Xu Tai on the stage.

"Master Xu is indeed extraordinary. His disciples are as fierce as tigers. Truly, a great teacher produces great students."

"Manager Dai, you're too kind. If it weren't for Master Chen holding back at the last minute, my unworthy disciple probably wouldn't have been able to seize the initiative."

Upon hearing this, Xu Tai smiled slightly.

He felt extremely pleased to see Dai Qing's expression—clearly extremely distressed inside, yet forcing a flattering smile.

Although the other party offered very generous compensation when proposing a martial arts contest to determine rank, this ultimately broke their rules.

"Fortunately, it was Zhou An who played today. If it were someone else, it probably wouldn't have been so easy."

Xu Tai thought to himself.

"Brother Zhou's martial arts skills are far superior to those of ordinary blood-training martial artists. My Shunfeng Escort Agency is completely convinced."

Meeting Zhou An's gaze, Dai Qing immediately spoke loudly.

"As previously agreed, my Shunfeng Escort Agency is willing to invite Brother Zhou to work for my agency with the treatment of a formal escort."

In addition, Mr. Dai can add two more jin to the original three jin of rhinoceros meat. What do you think, Brother Zhou?

Even if you lose the game, don't lose your spirit.

Chen Erhu's defeat was too humiliating. If he were to be petty at this moment, it would only make it seem like Shunfeng Escort Agency was deliberately looking for trouble.

"Five catties, five catties of rhinoceros meat."

Seeing Dai Qing on stage receive another raise, Feng Ping's eyes turned red with envy.

"This kid must have been born with superhuman strength. Otherwise, how could a martial artist who has just entered the Blood Refining stage be able to defeat a veteran bodyguard head-on?"

"Manager Dai, please don't be hasty. According to the rules of our martial arts school, we will respond to any disciple who receives an invitation within three days."

Before Zhou An could speak, Xu Tai spoke up first.

"We should give other distinguished guests who come to attend the ceremony more options."

"In that case, let's follow Master Xu's rules."

This time, Dai Qing didn't argue, but nodded and sat back down.

On the martial arts stage, Zhou An glanced at Chen Erhu, who had returned to the audience in a daze, and then immediately turned his gaze to Guo Tao, the senior brother of the city defense division.

"Next!"

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