Lu Chengwen did not even stop to think before throwing a backhanded palm strike.
Was he kidding?
I'm in the entertainment business too now. Did he think he was the only one who knew kung fu?
I couldn't beat him at his peak, but after Iron Tuo Wang beat the hell out of him and he took that fall, what made him think he could beat me?
It was already generous of me not to kill him while he was down!
Long Aotian had not expected Lu Chengwen to actually know martial arts.
He had always believed there had to be something fishy about that Immovable Wisdom King Skill in the warehouse!
Even if Lu Chengwen were some unparalleled genius who had started cultivating in the womb, there was no way he could have trained the Immovable Wisdom King Skill to that level!
That was simply too terrifying—so terrifying it made no sense, so terrifying it defied common sense.
If he and Iron Tuo Wang had not been in cahoots, Long Aotian truly could not figure out how it was possible.
But at this moment, Long Aotian understood. Lu Chengwen really did know a thing or two.
Not much, perhaps, but he had clearly already crossed the threshold.
Ancient martial arts were divided into several major stages:
The Lower Four Gates, the Middle Four Gates, and the Upper Four Gates.
Rumor had it that there were even Heavenly Four Gates above those, but no one had ever seen them.
It was precisely because he wanted to reach the Upper Four Gates that he had sought to unite the Four Great Families as his financial backing.
He was now already an awakened expert of the Middle Four Gates.
And Lu Chengwen had actually stepped into the ranks of ancient martial arts.