Inch Force

As soon as these words were spoken, not only Zhou En but also the onlookers who heard them burst into laughter.

Zhou En nodded and said, "Just get ready to call me Grandpa."

After speaking, he immediately adopted a defensive stance.

Although Zhou En had no idea what the defensive stance was for, he had seen enough fights to know that it was extremely important.

However, Zhou En's defensive stance was purely chosen to be the most stylish one from Sanda, making him look like a complete rookie.

On the other side, Yue Hua had his right fist forward, left fist in hand, both fists positioned on the center line of his body. This movement caused Zhou En's eyes to narrow slightly.

"This is protecting the entire body with the center line; it's the defensive stance of Wing Chun," Liu Yu's voice carried far through the microphone.

It should be known that the defensive stance of Wing Chun is not as visually appealing as Sanda's, nor as flashy as Taekwondo's, so beginners who want to show off generally don't adopt the Wing Chun stance.

Zhou En couldn't help but recall his Sun Character Consecutive Fist, wasn't that taught to him by Su Lin?

And wasn't the Sun Character Consecutive Fist a move from Wing Chun?

Then, with all the clues connected, there was only one possibility: Su Lin was a legitimate successor of Wing Chun.

"Coach Liu Yu, it seems many people in your club are coveting that official team member position," Zhang Li couldn't help but tease from the side.

Liu Yu also felt quite surprised. The inheritance of a martial art is not something that can be easily broken by someone like Zhou En or Lu Junhao, who only knows one move.

In every sect's boxing style, the weaknesses of one stance are covered by the next, forming a perfect circle.

This, in turn, causes one's combat power to skyrocket.

Thinking of this, Zhou En couldn't help but be secretly astonished. He also mustered twelve points of spirit in his heart.

He absolutely must not let Su Lin get close to him.

This was the only thought in Zhou En's mind.

Even a fool would know that Wing Chun's greatest power is only unleashed in close combat.

"3, 2, 1, begin." The referee didn't give anyone much time to think and quickly announced the start of the match.

Zhou En's eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw a side kick at Su Lin.

Su Lin looked at the incoming leg with a calm, almost terrifying expression.

Master, in a rural village, Su Lin bowed respectfully to the old man in front of him.

The wrinkles on the old man's face seemed about to fall off, and black spots were countless.

The old man looked at the somewhat lax young man before him and slowly said, "Do you know you are not my only disciple?"

Su Lin remained silent for a moment, but it was clear he was a little taken aback. He slowly said, "This disciple did not know."

If an outsider were present, they would surely think these two were acting or had gone mad.

Such a scene, only appearing in fantasy novels, was being witnessed in a small farmhouse.

The old man sighed, and his aged expression seemed to deepen.

"The Wing Chun I learned from Ip Man over seventy years ago… all my fellow disciples from back then are already dead."

If anyone heard this, they would surely be greatly shocked. Ip Man was the legendary master of Bruce Lee; this person was actually a peer of Bruce Lee.

"I've always wanted to find an heir to pass down Wing Chun, but it's just too difficult to find martial arts talents with the right aptitude."

The old man paused here.

"Until I met your Senior Disciple Brother. His martial arts talent was very high, and he was upright and humble. I decided then to teach him Wing Chun."

"Your Senior Disciple Brother truly lived up to expectations and became a grandmaster."

"At that time, I never expected that your Senior Disciple Brother's desire for fame would be so strong. After achieving success in his studies, he began to teach Wing Chun extensively, opening Wing Chun schools all over the country."

Su Lin asked with slight confusion, "Isn't that a good thing?"

"Heh heh." The old man gave a bitter laugh, his voice filled with an endless desolation.

"I warned your Senior Disciple Brother, but he not only didn't listen to my advice but made things worse."

"He compiled my Wing Chun lineage into books and sold them widely in bookstores."

Su Lin fell silent upon hearing this. He didn't know what to say. This could only be a matter of differing ambitions; as the saying goes, "Those who walk different paths cannot walk together."

However, from another perspective, as a disciple, one should always heed their teacher's words.

"The reason Master took you as a disciple was because he hoped you could defeat your Senior Disciple Brother honorably in the Battle of a Hundred Schools."

Hearing his master reveal his true feelings, Su Lin's expression turned somewhat somber. So, the reason his master took him as a disciple wasn't because of his exceptional talent, but merely for revenge against his Senior Disciple Brother.

As if sensing his disciple's thoughts, the old man said, "That is only one aspect. The most important thing is that you possess a talent no less than anyone else's."

"But I still hope you can defeat your Senior Disciple Brother honorably in the Battle of a Hundred Schools."

These words undoubtedly gave Su Lin hope and pressure, causing him to dedicate himself wholeheartedly to learning Wing Chun from his master.

Su Lin looked at the sweeping leg coming towards him. Disregarding everything, he charged directly into Zhou En's embrace.

"Oh my god, Su Lin actually abandoned his defense and rushed straight into Zhou En's arms!" Zhang Li shrieked, completely disregarding her composure.

"Zhou En, today I'll show you the true Sun Character Consecutive Fist!" Su Lin declared, as he fiercely hammered his right fist towards Zhou En's abdomen.

From the stands, Liu Yu's eyes widened involuntarily. With her seasoned experience, she instantly realized there was only one way for Su Lin to counter Zhou En's kick at this point.

Inch Force. Only Su Lin, who had mastered Inch Force, could possibly strike Zhou En's abdomen in such a short time, achieving a "besiege Wei to rescue Zhao" strategy.

However, countless martial arts enthusiasts have tried to learn Inch Force from Wing Chun, and all have failed without exception.

Could Su Lin, this young man who had just turned twenty, succeed?

At this very moment, everyone had this question. Such an obvious tactic was clear to anyone with even a basic understanding of martial arts.

Su Lin intended to use Inch Punch on Zhou En's abdomen.

Inch Punch is called Inch Punch because it delivers force within a single inch.

Many people misunderstand Inch Punch, believing it to be an extremely powerful boxing technique.

But that's not the case. Inch Punch, or indeed all techniques in Wing Chun, prioritize speed.

Therefore, if Su Lin possessed deep Wing Chun skills, he would deliver the Inch Punch to Zhou En's abdomen before Zhou En's leg could even touch him.

Thump. A muffled groan sounded, and everyone found it hard to watch.

Thump-thump-thump. But before everyone could figure out who had won, a series of consecutive punching sounds echoed.

Now, even the slowest person understood.

This was the Sun Character Consecutive Fist, and Su Lin had won.

Thinking this, everyone showed surprise. It turned out the biggest dark horse in the competition wasn't Zhou En, but Su Lin.

Zhou En lay on the ground, knowing Su Lin had held back. Otherwise, he wouldn't have escaped unscathed.