Fourth Bro Zhou was carried off the stage.
The winner was king, and the loser was in the wrong. This was how martial arts competitions in the Chinese martial arts world worked. Whoever had the bigger fist was in the right. If you lost the fight and could not beat your opponent, then there was no point in saying anything.
Just like that, the match ended.
The tenth match was the last to start, but the first to end.
The Eight Trigrams School's disciples were a little floored watching this.
"That's Chen Zhen?"
"Uh."
"Isn't he way too strong?"
"Eleventh Bro, can you beat him in strength?"
"Damn, I don't think so."
"Is that an external style?"
"I don't know. He didn't even use any martial arts moves!"
"Yeah, I can't tell which sect he's from!"
"Could there really be a martial art called the Swimming Body Eight Trigrams Brick?"
"…"
His Fifth Senior Sister, Song Jiao, commented, "Unless he uses concealed power or some special martial arts, there aren't many people in the entire Chinese martial arts world who can match up to this person's strength when using concealed power. Using normal martial arts techniques, the greatest strength a person can achieve in their entire lifetime is probably only at this level!"
Lu Yuhu also said, "He's an expert."
When Zhang Ye returned, he was surrounded by a group of people. He was treated very well.
"Bro Chen, I couldn't tell that you were such a secretive person!"
"Not at all, not at all."
"That smack with the brick was too wonderful!"
"Thank you very much."
The Zhou Family Style School's Sect Leader, Zhou Tianpeng, did not even bother looking at these duels. As for the other senior boxing masters of the Zhou Family Style, they were not paying attention to the "squabbling" of these juniors. In today's Martial Arts Conference, only Rao Aimin was a thorn in their side. They only had one great enemy!
In the arena, the matches gradually came to an end.
When both sides used their weapons, the matches were a little faster. When using bare hands and feet, the matches were a little slower.
In the match between the Wudang Sect and the Southern Wudang Sect, the Wudang Sect won.
In the match between the Qingcheng Sect and the Shaolin Monastery, the Shaolin Monastery came out on top.
In the match between the non-affiliates, the winner was also decided.
Today's dark horse was a newcomer in the Chinese martial arts world. He had actually defeated a slightly famous boxing master in the Chinese martial arts world and had really made a name for himself.
Of course, Zhang Ye also became famous. Actually, this fellow had already become famous since last night. Who in the large sects did not know "Chen Zhen" now? All of them hated him to the core!
Following that, more people began to challenge him.
"Dong Qian, come and fight with your grandpa!"
"Grandson, grandpa is here!"
"Grandson, who are you calling?"
"I'll call you grandson!"
"Whose grandson are you?"
"I'm your grandfather!"
The two of them obviously had a deep grudge against each other. They scolded each other as they fought.
"Take this, grandson!"
"Take a palm strike from me!"
"Watch out, grandson!"
"I, your grandfather, am watching!"
"Haha, my grandson took a punch!"
"Haha, the grandson is scratching an itch for his grandfather!"
The referee did not know whether to laugh or cry.
The people from the National Martial Arts Association's organizers were also speechless and felt a little embarrassed. The Chinese martial arts world had already embarked on a market-oriented, standardized, and high-end path, but the quality and educational level of these martial artists were all uneven. There would always be some who liked to scold people or fight with bricks, or even those who liked to scold people and fight with bricks. The organizers could not do anything about it and could only turn a blind eye to it.
At this moment, after a few more people went up to fight, an unexpected person walked out. It turned out to be the junior brother of the Huashan Sect leader, Grandmaster Chen Xi — Fan Wen. He was the person who Zhang Ye had interacted with at the entrance of the resort hotel yesterday. At that time, the compensation of 1,000 RMB per person was "negotiated" between Zhang Ye and Fan Wen.
The moment Fan Wen came out, he called out his name. "Little Bro Chen Zhen, I see that you were born with divine strength and have a solid foundation in martial arts, so I would like to learn a thing or two from you. Do you agree?"
"Ah?"
"Steward Fan?"
"Steward Fan is going to fight too?"
"Senior Fan, take care of him!"
The large sects' people were all excited. After watching Zhang Ye and Fourth Bro Zhou's match, they were not sure if they were a match for Chen Zhen, so they did not dare to step forward. Even the Zhou Family Style School's disciples fell silent. With the Huashan Sect's Senior Fan stepping forward, it was clear that they would be able to deal with Chen Zhen.
Meanwhile, the non-affiliates and the small sects were all filled with righteous indignation.
"Isn't this bullying!"
"Senior Fan, as an elder, you're challenging a junior?"
"They're not even on the same level!"
"Shameless!"
Zhang Ye was also amused.
When Fan Wen heard that, he said, "Alright then. Since I'm older and more senior than you, how about this? I'll give you a handicap and let's spar. I'd like to experience Little Bro Chen's fist … uh, brick techniques." The term "brick techniques" was very twisted no matter how you put it.
Liu Yiquan said anxiously, "Bro Chen Zhen, don't go!"
Li Quanneng hurriedly said, "This old man is very powerful!"
"Yeah." He Badao said, "Fan Wen is one of the top three experts in the Huashan Sect. He's also a well-known martial arts master in the Chinese martial arts world! He's a martial arts master of the generation! You're no match for him! "
Liu Yizhang tugged at him. "Bro Chen, be careful. A wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him!"
The other non-affiliates also said.
"Don't go!"
"Ignore him!"
"He's bullying us!"
"They're coming for you!"
"The Huashan Sect has always been in cahoots with the Zhou Family Style School!"
"That's right! Don't go! "
When Zhang Ye heard that, he gave a fist and palm salute to the people around him. "Thank you, everyone, for your kind intentions."
When everyone heard that, they sighed in their hearts. They knew that "Chen Zhen" did not listen to their words. But in fact, they were just saying it casually. At a martial arts conference like this, there had never been anyone who did not accept a challenge. This was because in the eyes of a martial arts practitioner, not daring to accept a challenge was even more embarrassing than losing. Every year, in many of the competitions, even if they knew that they could not win, they still had to bite the bullet and accept the challenge.
Zhang Ye walked out from the crowd and said as he walked, "I'm flattered that a senior from the Huashan Sect has challenged me. I would also like to experience the martial arts of the Huashan Sect!"
Fan Wen smiled and extended his hand, saying, "Little Bro Chen, please!"
Fan Wen was already walking towards the fighting area.
As Fan Wen was too famous, many people at the venue turned to look at him. They were also surprised that Fan Wen was going to spar with a junior. Hur hur, this Chen Zhen was in for it!
The non-affiliates were still trying to persuade him.
"Be careful!"
"Don't be rash, Bro Chen!"
"Be careful! Be careful! "
"Senior Fan is not easy to deal with!"
"Don't go!"
Zhang Ye waved it off and said righteously, "Everyone, don't try to persuade me anymore! I've made up my mind! Since the large sects want to make an example out of me, I definitely won't be able to avoid it today. I'll face a blow head-on, and I'll face a blow if I retreat. For the dignity of us small sects and non-affiliates, what reason do I have to retreat? Even if I have to die, I'll still fight! "
Everyone was moved. They knew that Bro Chen Zhen was definitely going to accept the challenge!
"Bro Chen is so righteous!"
"Bro Chen is a true hero!"
"Think this through carefully!"
"It won't be embarrassing if I don't go!"
Fan Wen was ready.
The referee had also come forward.
Zhang Ye suddenly looked at the non-affiliates and gestured with his hands, saying, "Don't try to persuade me anymore, all of you, don't try to persuade me anymore … Why are you all still trying to persuade me? Hai! Alright then, I'll listen to you all! "
Saying that, Zhang Ye walked back the way he came.
Everyone at the venue was dumbfounded!
Liu Yiquan fainted!
He Badao fainted!
Fan Wen fainted!
The people from the large and small sects almost fell to the ground!
Fuck, you're really not going to fight?
We were just being fucking polite, okay!?
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