Gao Wuming: From Dockworker to Physical Achievement

To the trainees of the three major martial arts schools, Yu Liang was just an insignificant nobody.

Calling him chairman is just a polite way of addressing him; if anyone has any grievances because of it, he can be replaced immediately.

So they don't care what Yu Liang thinks at all.

They only had eyes for Chen Yi.

However, Chen Yi, who was standing next to Yu Liang, caught the other party's reaction.

But he didn't say anything.

This is a matter between the Martial Arts Association and the three major martial arts schools; it has nothing to do with him.

I don't want to meddle in other people's business.

Looking ahead, the Xingyi Martial Arts School's training grounds are astonishingly large; the indoor training area alone could easily accommodate thousands of people.

It truly lives up to its reputation as one of the three major martial arts schools in Tianhai.

The original disciples of the martial arts school stood on the edges of the dojo, observing Chen Yi from afar.

They were very curious about the person the three dirty martial arts masters were waiting for.

They were even specifically instructed to stay far away to avoid being caught in the crossfire of the martial arts competition.

This made them very curious about Chen Yi.

However, after Chen Yi arrived, this curiosity turned into some disappointment.

The reason is simple: Chen Yi is too young.

At such a young age, even a martial arts genius would only be at most a Bone Forging stage cultivator.

Rather than the martial arts master they imagined.

But someone who could make the three leaders wait must have something extraordinary about them, so the disciples continued to watch patiently.

"I wonder why Elder Liu summoned me here. It doesn't seem like he wanted me to visit the martial arts school," Chen Yi said with a smile, turning his gaze away from the three of them.

"This is Master Wuxin, the person in charge of the Buddhist Fist Martial Arts School."

"This is Master Hong Zheng, the head of the Hong Family Martial Arts School."

"As for me, Brother Chen, you should also know that Liu Hong is the person in charge of the Xingyi Martial Arts School."

Liu Hong stood up and said.

The other two also stood up at the same time.

Hong Zheng simply scrutinized Chen Yi from head to toe.

Master Wuxin clasped his hands together and smiled, "Greetings, Benefactor Chen."

"Greetings, Master." Chen Yi returned the greeting with his palms together.

Then he looked at Liu Hong and said, "Master Liu, is my martial arts worse than yours?"

Liu Hong, confused, subconsciously replied, "He's no worse than me. If it were a life-or-death struggle, he might not be your match."

"Then I hope Master Liu can be more respectful in the future," Chen Yi said.

The way he was addressed as "little brother" made him feel inferior, and he had long disliked that title.

How people at the dock called him.

Call him Master Yi.

If his underlings heard that Master Yi had become "Little Brother," where would he put his face?

Liu Hong was stunned, not expecting that Chen Yi was displeased about this.

But then I realized that it's normal for a young person to have such pride, given their achievements in martial arts and their confidence.

If it were an ordinary martial arts genius, he would definitely give them a warning, make them put away their arrogance, and make them understand that there are always people more capable than themselves.

On the path of martial arts, one must take things one step at a time and never be arrogant.

But Chen Yi is a proper martial arts master, on par with him.

We can no longer treat them with the same mindset we would have towards a young genius.

Realizing this, Liu Hong abandoned his senior attitude and nodded, saying, "It was my oversight, Master Chen."

As he spoke, he performed a martial arts master's fist-and-palm salute.

Chen Yi returned the greeting with a fist and palm salute: "Master Liu."

"Hmph, young people become so arrogant after achieving a little success. Besides, whether they have truly achieved anything is another matter."

"Old Liu said that your bone forging technique can fight against Lian Zang, but I don't believe it. I've never heard of such a person before or now. I'm afraid Old Liu is just getting old and his eyesight is failing."

Hong Zheng suddenly snorted coldly and said indifferently.

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow: "You're not convinced? How about we have a spar?"

"That suits me perfectly."

Hong Zheng's body jolted, and his upper body clothes suddenly burst open, revealing his muscular upper body.

It wasn't the kind of physique with clearly defined muscles, but rather the physique of a warrior with muscles wrapped in fat, whose power could be felt just by looking at him.

His forearms were adorned with rings of iron, each as thick as two thumbs stacked on top of each other, incredibly heavy.

One can imagine how terrifying a punch would be, given the combined strength of a trained martial artist and the amplification effect of the iron ring.

If a Bone Forging Martial Artist fails to defend himself and is struck, he will likely suffer broken bones and tendons, losing his ability to move immediately.

"Wait a minute," Chen Yi said.

"Scared?" Hong Zhengdao asked.

"Playing like this isn't very interesting, let's increase the stakes."

"What do you want to bet?"

"I won't make things difficult for you. If I win, you can call me 'Grandpa' and let me hear it."

Hong Zheng's forehead veins bulged, and he wished he could punch Chen Yi to pieces right away.

But since it was a martial arts competition, he held back to avoid being accused of a sneak attack.

Suppressing his anger, he said, "What if you lose?"

"So what if I lost? You called me here, and now you want to fight me? Do you think I have nothing better to do than play fighting games with you? If you don't agree, I'm leaving." Chen Yi turned around and pretended to leave.

Hong Zheng immediately began to calculate in his mind.

Liu Hong said that Chen Yi's external martial arts skills were very strong, and in a life-or-death struggle, he was no match for Chen Yi.

Even if what Liu Hong said is true, Chen Yi and Liu Hong's strengths are only roughly equal, with Chen Yi at most winning by a slight margin in external martial arts.

But for him, this slight advantage of external skills is nonexistent.

He used iron rings to increase his punching power, which Chen Yi's external martial arts skills could not withstand.

He was confident of victory.

With this thought in mind, he shouted, "Wait, I'll bet with you!"

"Haha, come on then." Chen Yi turned around and punched Hong Zheng in the face.

Hong Zheng instinctively dodged.

However, Chen Yi also has a sense of instinct and changes his moves accordingly, and he also has a speed bonus of +1.

With the added advantage of the sneak attack, a punch landed squarely on Hong Zheng's face.

To the Xingyi martial arts school disciples behind them, it looked like Chen Yi turned around and threw a punch, Hong Zheng dodged to the side, and Chen Yi simultaneously threw a punch to the side, predicting and hitting Hong Zheng.

With just that one punch, a single word simultaneously came to mind for all the disciples.

"A master."

"mean."

Hong Zheng's eyes blazed with fury. With a flick of his arm, the iron rings scattered. He then threw a punch forward, causing the iron rings to collide with each other, increasing the force of his punch.

He threw out both fists at the same time, slamming them hard towards Chen Yi.

"Is Benefactor Hong really alright? Is there no problem?" Master Wuxin watched this scene, his body secretly exerting its strength, already prepared to provide assistance.

"Old Hong is wearing iron rings. If he fights for a long time, Chen Yi won't be a match for him, but he won't have any problems in a short fight," Liu Hong said.

He wasn't worried about Chen Yi's life at all.

However, Chen Yi, relying on his superior external martial arts skills, likes to take other people's attacks head-on.

If you try to take Hong Zheng's punch head-on, you'll be in for a rough time.

"Just by looking at it, you should know how powerful it is. Chen Yi probably won't take it head-on."

Liu Hong stared at the two of them and thought to himself.

Facing Hong Zheng's fist, Chen Yi laughed and said, "Well done."

He also threw out both fists, clashing fiercely with Hong Zheng's fist.

Bang.

A loud bang.

Chen Yi felt a tremendous force coming from his fist, and his arms were actually shaken open.

He exclaimed in surprise, "What immense power!"

Even with his punching power increased by 3, he still couldn't block it.

After shaking off Chen Yi's arms, Hong Zheng's fists, still powerful, slammed into Chen Yi's chest.