Zhou You took the long way home, removed the old Wooden Talisman, and hung up the "Martial" plaque condensed from tiger Baleful Intent.
He was quite pleased. With the new plaque hanging there, the aura was completely different. He no longer had to worry about blind, heedless phantom fiends barging through the door.
Hmm!
Zhou You suddenly noticed something. Logically speaking, it should have read Jianxiong Martial Arts School.
Yet Lu Qiang had condensed it with tiger Baleful Intent and written only the single character "Martial." Was it an unintentional oversight, or was he cutting corners?
In the end, it remained an unsolved mystery.
Zhou You thought that once he mastered the technique of attaching tiger Baleful Intent to objects, forget four measly characters—he would hang up two couplets and a horizontal banner outright.
He ate at home, then took a walk back to the martial arts school after dinner.
Along the way, he could already hear rumors about Mao Lang, the genius of Jiba Martial Arts School.
The outcome of that match had spread through every street and alley!
At the Martial Force level, Mao Lang had beaten a Blood Qi martial artist to death with his bare hands. He was the most outstanding boxing martial genius in recent years.
Old Mao Liu had gone to great lengths to build momentum for his beloved disciple.
People said that Old Mao Liu had panned for gold in the mountains in his early years and struck it rich by chance before building his fortune. His wealth must have been far beyond ordinary.
All other matters in the boxing martial world had been buried beneath this enormous headline.
For instance, Bao Tiefeng of Su City—the only martial artist to successfully Challenge a School in the local martial arts scene, and a practitioner