When I first entered high school, the system insisted that I was destined to be an emperor in my lat

Below the stage, Ye Hongxiu bit her lower lip tightly, her full breasts heaving.

Beside her stood an elderly man dressed in a gray training uniform.

The old man looked to be in his sixties, with a somewhat hunched back and his exposed skin as wrinkled as withered tree bark.

This is the only third-rank martial artist that the Fierce Tiger Martial Arts Academy can currently boast about.

Master Zhang.

However, the energy and blood in his body were like a candle flickering in the wind, so weak and desolate that it was heartbreaking.

"Master Zhang."

Ye Hongxiu withdrew her gaze, her voice trembling, "Thank you for your help this time."

"Don't worry, regardless of winning or losing, I will transfer the full amount of the reward to your account afterwards."

Master Zhang turned his head, a complex look flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

"well……"

He didn't reply immediately, but instead let out a long sigh.

"Miss Hongxiu, you flatter me."

"Thirty years ago, I was a poor student who couldn't even afford to eat. It was the old master who gave me a meal, signed a contract, and used the resources of the academy to turn me into a third-grade martial artist."

"Now that the Tiger Pavilion is in trouble, if I were to retire, I would be no better than a beast."

"only……"

The old man paused, his tone resolute: "If I were to perish today, I beg Miss Hongxiu... to look after my grandson who is still a minor."

"Master Zhang!"

Upon hearing this entrustment, which sounded like a dying wish, Ye Hongxiu could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face like a broken dam.

She grabbed the old man's sleeve and shook her head desperately.

"We're not fighting anymore! We admit defeat. We'd rather lose this reputation than let you go to your death!"

"Nonsense!"

Master Zhang abruptly pulled his hand back, and his withered back straightened up.

He declared sternly, "In a martial arts contest, to surrender without a fight is a grave disgrace! We, the martial artists of Linchuan, will die standing, never live on our knees!"

With that, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his withered body, like a fallen leaf, resolutely stepped onto the arena.

On the stage, Lü Liang, with his dignified and imposing demeanor, looked at Master Zhang as he stepped onto the stage, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

He didn't get up, but just shook his head in disappointment.

"The martial arts community in Linchuan City is truly rotten to the core."

"It's a martial arts gym that's certified by the Martial Arts Association, after all. Yet they sent an old, exhausted, half-buried waste to his death for a life-or-death challenge."

Upon hearing this, the local martial artists from Linchuan City below the stage all glared angrily, yet dared not utter a word of complaint.

Master Zhang stood on the stage, and surprisingly, he did not get angry in the face of the humiliation from the grandmaster.

He clasped his hands together, adopting a standard starting stance for Ye-style boxing, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "In my early years, I was fortunate enough to learn a few basic boxing techniques from Grandmaster Ye."

"Even if I die today, it would be an honor for me to have sparred with Master Lü."

"please!"

"You're not worthy to fight me."

Lu Liang waved his hand indifferently, "Even if I only use ten percent of my strength, I will beat you to death. If word gets out, people will just say that I, Lu, am bullying the old and weak."

He turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the young man behind him: "Ma Hong, you'll take over this challenge for your master."

"Yes, Master!"

The man with a horse-like face and a grooved nose strode out.

He looked to be in his early twenties, with a chillingly fierce look in his eyes.

As he circulated his cultivation technique, a surge of intense heat and blood energy burst forth!

"Rank 3...Six stars?!"

Someone in the audience gasped in surprise.

A third-rank, sixth-star official in his early twenties

Such immense vitality is simply breathtaking!

After a while.

On the arena, only the old man and the young man remained.

Master Zhang took a deep breath, his eyes filled with seriousness.

He dared not be careless in the slightest. He stepped on the signature Swimming Dragon Step of the Ye Family Boxing Style, and his figure suddenly became graceful and agile as he took the initiative to attack!

"Master Zhang! Teach this arrogant brat a lesson!"

The martial artists from Linchuan below the stage couldn't help but cheer loudly when they saw Master Zhang's exquisite movements.

However, faced with the old man's offensive, Ma Hong merely twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a disdainful sneer.

"A bunch of useless, flashy but ineffective trash."

"boom!"

Ma Hong's blood and qi erupted like a flood, and his terrifying muscles suddenly swelled. With a "rip," his training clothes were shattered, revealing exaggerated muscles covered with blue veins!

Faced with Master Zhang's graceful punch, he neither dodged nor evaded, but instead swung his right fist, creating a sonic boom that tore through the air, and fiercely met the attack!

"Bang!"

The moment their fists collided, Master Zhang's expression changed drastically. He felt an overwhelming force surge through his arm, almost cracking his arm bones. He was forced to stagger back several steps, leaving his chest wide open.

"That's terrifying power!"

Master Zhang was horrified and was just about to change his move to defend.

But he was too old, and his reactions were ultimately a beat slower.

"You old dog, get off!"

A fierce glint flashed in Ma Hong's eyes. He took a step forward, and his right leg, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound as it tore through the air, kicked Zhang Master's chin hard from below!

"Snap!"

The sickening sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the stadium.

Master Zhang's jaw shattered instantly, and he was kicked into the air like a rag doll before crashing heavily onto the edge of the ring and sliding down.

A punch in a second.

A one-second exchange of fire.

Shatter bones in a second.

The entire battle lasted less than three seconds.

Sold out instantly!

The entire Tiger Martial Arts Hall was deathly silent.

The martial artists from Linchuan who were just cheering loudly were now speechless, their faces filled with horror and disbelief!

"Master Zhang!!!"

Ye Hongxiu let out a mournful cry and stumbled towards the edge of the arena.

Master Zhang collapsed to the ground, his mouth gushing blood, his teeth mixed with bone fragments scattered all over the floor, a truly gruesome sight.

He struggled to open his eyes, looked at Ye Hongxiu who was crying her eyes out, and forced a bitter smile that was even more unsightly than crying.

"Getting old... I'm getting old after all..."

The light in the old man's eyes gradually dimmed. "I've disgraced Master Ye..."

The audience below was filled with sorrow and despair, while those on stage were arrogant and haughty.

Ma Hong withdrew his leg, not even glancing at the old man on the ground, and turned to bow deeply to Lü Liang.

Lü Liang nodded slightly, picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip, and was clearly very satisfied with his disciple's decisiveness.

Ma Hong turned around and looked down at the hundreds of Linchuan martial artists below the stage, whose faces were ashen.

"How ridiculous!"

"Linchuan City is a large city with a population of tens of millions, yet its martial arts have declined to this extent!"

His voice, filled with powerful energy, made everyone's eardrums ache.

"Not a single one of them can fight; they're all a bunch of useless cowards hiding in a greenhouse!"

"Have you been living in comfort for too long that you've even forgotten those man-eating beasts in the abyss?!"

He looked around arrogantly and shouted, "Today, I, Ma Hong, on behalf of my master, announce that the challenge has been successful..."

The voice hasn't fallen

"Wait a moment."

A clear, cold voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

Everyone's eyes instinctively turned to look in the direction of the sound.

"Using the young to bully the old."

"They specifically target small martial arts schools in the suburbs for challenges."

"The martial artists of Chengdu are nothing special!"

"Next match, I'll face you!"

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