The Baguazhang Grandmaster Who Came to Challenge the Gym

"Is that for real? A rock that big, shattered with a single punch?"

"It must be a prop. How could anyone have a fist that hard and strength that great?"

"Exactly. They probably brought a fake rock and hired some shills to fool everyone."

The crowd below the stage was shocked at first, followed by a wave of skepticism.

There were even a few people from other martial arts schools secretly stirring up trouble.

Seeing the reaction from the crowd, Teng Qingshan did not get angry. "Everyone, please calm down. If you have any doubts, please come up on stage. Today, my Xingyi Sect welcomes any martial arts school to challenge us, and from this day forward, we welcome anyone to challenge us. If I lose even once, the Xingyi Sect will close its doors on the spot!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The onlookers below fell silent.

"Young man, that's a bold claim. Welcoming anyone to challenge you and closing down after a single loss?"

Suddenly.

A resonant voice rang out from below the stage, and then a middle-aged man with a broad back and thick waist leaped onto the platform.

"I am Guo Tao, the humble master of the Yi'an Martial Arts School. I didn't intend to challenge you today, but since you've made such a statement, if our school doesn't respond, outsiders will think I'm afraid of you."

"It's Master Guo!"

"I heard that a while ago, Master Guo easily punched with a force of over a thousand kilograms! We're in for a good show now."

People below immediately recognized him and began whispering.

"So it is Master Guo, my apologies for the lack of respect." Teng Qingshan, dressed in white, cupped his hands and smiled.

"Enough talk. Between Martial Artists, everything is decided by our fists. Once I finish you off, I still have to go back and teach my students." Guo Tao said dismissively.

In his view, the fact that Teng Qingshan shattered such a large rock earlier was most likely a trick. As a master of the Crushing Fist within the Internal Martial Arts, he could only punch with a force of a little over a thousand kilograms when going all out. Even if the rock were real, he could only manage to create a few cracks at best.

To completely shatter it, one would have to be a grandmaster of Internal Martial Arts, and even then, it would only be possible by going all out after a physical transformation.

But looking at Teng Qingshan, he couldn't be more than twenty years old.

A twenty-year-old grandmaster?

What a joke!

When he was young, Guo Tao had also earned the title of a "genius."

He had reached the master level in his twenties, but unfortunately, now in his forties, he was still at the master level...

Could some random young man who popped up out of nowhere really be a grandmaster?

Guo Tao, for one, didn't believe it!

"Master Guo is quite impatient, then let us begin."

Teng Qingshan made a gesture of invitation.

There was not a hint of nervousness in his expression.

"Young man, watch out!"

As he spoke, Guo Tao immediately opened with the Crushing Fist he had spent half his life perfecting!

The stage was not large, only ten meters in diameter.

Going all out, Guo Tao reached Teng Qingshan in less than a second, his right fist slamming forward!

Whoosh!

His fist brought with it a gust of wind, the ferocity of which startled the audience below.

As a master-level fighter, this punch from Guo Tao condensed forty years of his cultivation!

But the next moment.

Teng Qingshan merely sidestepped to the left, dodging Guo Tao's attack. Then, he formed his right hand into a fist, which looked incredibly slow, yet it struck the stunned Guo Tao on the shoulder with seemingly blinding speed.

BOOM!!!

This seemingly light punch, when it landed on Guo Tao.

Guo Tao was instantly sent flying like a sandbag.

Whoa!!!

"Master Guo is flying!"

"That punch was fierce!"

"Is this the power of the Xingyi Fist?"

For a moment, the crowd below was in an uproar.

Guo Tao, who had been knocked right off the stage, was still in a daze, his internal energy having been easily neutralized by Teng Qingshan.

Fortunately, Teng Qingshan had been restrained, using only a level of force comparable to his own to knock him back.

After all, he was a master of the Xingyi Fist who had trained for many years; it would be a pity to cripple or kill him.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Struggling to his feet, Guo Tao's face flushed a mix of green and red, but he ultimately cupped his hands toward the stage. "Sect Master Teng has impressive strength; I, Guo Tao, admit defeat!"

With a wave of his hand, Guo Tao led his stunned disciples away from the scene.

"To think that Master Guo was sent flying with a single punch and conceded so readily—it seems this Xingyi Sect really has some substance. I was just planning to find a martial arts gym to train at, so it'll be the Xingyi Sect! Plus, Sect Master Teng is so handsome..."

Below the stage, Lin Menglan, a tall, elegantly dressed urban beauty with a mature aura, thought excitedly.

Having luckily survived the Virus, she had long wanted to find a gym that taught real skills.

Now, it seemed this Xingyi Sect, located not far from her home, was a perfect choice.

At this moment, many others shared the same thought as Lin Menglan.

They all looked at the calmly smiling Teng Qingshan on stage with excitement and admiration, waiting for the "challenge segment" to end so they could sign up.

"Teacher, are we still going to challenge the gym?"

On the edge of the crowd, a youth asked the old man beside him respectfully.

"This young man has decent strength; he is worth my effort."

The old man in black smiled, then easily pushed through the crowded throng, leaped casually, and landed on the stage.

"I am Dong Hongchang, possessing a modest grasp of Baguazhang. I ask Sect Master Teng for your guidance!"

"It's actually Dong Hongchang!"

The older folks in the crowd who had some knowledge of the martial arts circle were shocked.

This was because, in his youth, Dong Hongchang had been the number one traditional martial arts expert in Yangzhou City!

With his Baguazhang, he had been undefeated throughout Yangzhou.

However, Dong Hongchang had later vanished from the public eye, so no one expected him to appear here.

As the people below discussed, the others soon realized that the seemingly unremarkable old man on stage was actually incredibly powerful.

They watched the stage with even greater anticipation.

Looking at Dong Hongchang, who was at least sixty but possessed a robust voice, Teng Qingshan finally felt a spark of interest.

If his senses were correct, this old man before him was a master of Baguazhang!

In every movement, his stance was rock-solid, his blood and qi were remarkably full during his leap, and his eyes were exceptionally sharp.

"Please, Elder Dong!" Teng Qingshan's hearing was extremely keen, and he had already heard the stories about this old man.

"Not bad, young man. You make the first move. My Dong Lineage Baguazhang excels at defense; if you can break my defense, then I shall naturally concede," Dong Hongchang laughed.

"You should go first, Elder Dong. I'm afraid that if I strike first, you won't have the chance to retaliate," Teng Qingshan said calmly.

Although he respected the man as a sixty-year-old Baguazhang master, martial artists always let their fists do the talking. Since they were on the stage, a winner had to be decided.

Moreover, today was the day the Xingyi Sect opened its doors to accept disciples. Teng Qingshan would treat every challenger with seriousness.

He wouldn't hurt them, but he would win decisively and cleanly.

"Young man, then I won't be polite!"

Dong Hongchang narrowed his eyes, and his entire aura shifted abruptly.

He then transformed into a blur, closing the distance to Teng Qingshan before his hands struck out like lightning.

"As expected of Master Dong! Even at his age, his speed is this fast!"

The people below only saw a black shadow flash by as Dong Hongchang crossed several meters and arrived directly in front of Teng Qingshan.