The Secret of Grandmasters-Metabolism

The moment Wei Long said this, everyone present, whether from the Eagle Claw Sect or the Form-Intent Sect, was dumbfounded.

Since ancient times, there had never been a sect that produced a Grandmaster only to be annexed by another.

Because upon reaching the realm of Grandmaster, one was not merely formidable in martial strength, but also a titan in wisdom, character, and every other respect.

Although Grandmaster martial artists did clash at times, such exchanges were generally meant to discuss the Dao through martial arts. No one would truly speak of annexing the other party's sect.

Just as Wei Hu and the others were wounded and despondent over this, Chen Cheng withdrew his imposing aura and looked at Wei Long.

"You do have the bearing of a Grandmaster. During that final move, you could have completely avoided my fist and then used your leg techniques to kick at my lower body. But you did not, so I will not take your sect."

Chen Cheng was simply speaking truthfully. At that moment, Wei Long's explosive speed had already surpassed his reaction time. All he could do was twist his body and throw a punch.

Wei Long could have changed techniques directly, switching from fist to leg and kicking at his lower body and legs.

Chen Cheng's physical toughness meant he was not afraid of it, but Wei Long did not know that.

For an ordinary person—even a Grandmaster—such a kick would absolutely cripple both legs.

Chen Cheng also knew that his Ancient Martial Arts realm could deceive Eagle Eye, Wei Hu, and the others, but it could never fool Wei Long, a true Grandmaster.

Yet Wei Long had not changed techniques, choosing not to cripple this junior rising star in his eyes. Instead, he had exchanged a punch head-on with Chen