In the courtyard.
In one of the rooms, tea had already been brewed.
Master Lian gestured. "Master Zhang, please have a seat."
Zhang Ye said politely, "After you, Master Lian."
"You're a guest from afar, so after you," Master Lian said.
Zhang Ye nodded and sat down without standing on ceremony.
There were a few Lian Family Style disciples around as well, but they all looked a little nervous or reserved. Their eyes were all looking in Zhang Ye's direction.
Zhang Ye also said helplessly, "Don't be nervous. I'm only here today to help my friends and colleagues out of trouble. After we finish our tea and finish filming the promotional video, I'll leave immediately." He also knew what kind of reputation he had, so he said it first to reassure them. He really did not intend to cause trouble today.
The Lian Family Style disciples looked embarrassed.
"No."
"We're not nervous."
"Yeah, we're not."
"You're an honored guest, so we'll definitely treat you well."
Actually, what these people were thinking was completely different from what they were saying!
Not nervous?
How could we not fucking be nervous!
The Shaolin Monastery, Wudang Sect, Huashan Sect, Kunlun Sect, Emei Sect, Iron Sand Sect, and more than a dozen other large sects with centuries of history have all been fucking destroyed by you. In the entire martial arts community, who wouldn't be on tenterhooks whenever they see you? Who wouldn't feel their hearts skip a beat when they see you! You appearing at our Lian Family Style today, so how could we not be nervous? Then how could we not be nervous! Hurry up and leave! Once you're done, hurry up and leave! We get so nervous whenever we see you!
A junior disciple of the Lian Family Style stole a glance at Zhang Ye after a senior brother gave him a look. Then he quietly left and ran into the training hall.
There were a few other disciples inside who did not know what was going on outside.
"Eh?"
"Junior Brother?"
"How's it going outside?"
"Did you teach those people a lesson?"
"Where's Master?"
Those people all asked.
In the end, the Junior Brother was gesticulating and panting. "Quick, quick, quick. Don't say anything. Hide our dojo's plaque first!"
One of the senior brothers was stunned. "What for?"
Another senior sister stared and said, "Why do you want to hide the signboard?"
That junior brother gave a wry smile and said something shocking. "Zhang Ye is here!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the dojo had a huge change in expression!
"F * ck!"
"Why is he here?"
"Heavens!"
"Hurry up! Put away the plaque! "
"Hide! Quickly hide! "
Immediately, there was chaos on this side. Everyone was panicking!
This was Zhang Ye.
His name was already a fearsome existence in Jianghu!
The people in the room did not know of this interlude. Actually, Zhang Ye's attitude was very clear. The matter was considered resolved. Both parties were very polite and did not have much friction. However, due to Zhang Ye's notorious reputation, the disciples decided to hide the plaque for safety's sake. Actually, they couldn't be blamed for making a big deal out of nothing. It was better to be safe than sorry. Zhang Ye's reputation was really too bad. For someone who could turn the Huashan Sect's plaque into a bracelet and give it away everywhere, they couldn't be too nervous!
Three cups of tea later.
Master Lian suddenly said, "Master Zhang, I've heard a lot about you."
Zhang Ye laughed and said, "I don't have a big name. It's just a bad one."
When the Lian Family Style disciples heard that, they broke out in a sweat. They thought to themselves that he actually knew about it.
Master Lian also smiled. "I've admired Taiji for a long time. Ever since my master's generation, I've heard of the famous Taiji Fist. However, I've never had the chance to see it in person. Since Master Zhang has graced us with your presence today, it's a rare opportunity. I wonder if I could exchange a few moves with you?"
Zhang Ye said, "Master Lian, you're too polite. Of course I can exchange a few moves with you."
When Master Lian heard that, he was very happy. "Then please enlighten me, Master Zhang."
Zhang Ye also stood up. "Please enlighten me, Master Lian."
Master Lian said, "Clear the area."
There were many people outside, so they did not go out. When the disciples heard this, they hurriedly moved the tea tables and other things to the side. Then, they also consciously retreated. They knew that they did not have the qualifications to watch the spar between the two martial arts masters.
Everyone left.
A space of five or six square meters was cleared out in the room. It wasn't big, but it was enough.
Master Lian gave a fist and palm salute. "Master Zhang, please."
"Master Lian, please," Zhang Ye said.
...
Outside.
Many of the Lian Family Style disciples were extremely curious.
Thump, thump. The sounds of fighting could be heard coming from inside.
"Who do you guys think will win?"
"Master will definitely win!"
"Do you really think so?"
"Ahem, Master is probably …"
"No, I think Master is probably not a match for Zhang Ye."
"It's not just 80%, it's 100%."
"Sixth Junior Bro, why are you praising others and belittling yourself?"
"Do you guys really think that other than grandmasters, there's anyone else who can be a match for Zhang Ye?"
Five minutes later.
The sounds of fighting stopped.
The door opened. Zhang Ye and Master Lian walked out one after another.
"Master!"
"Master!"
The Lian Family Style disciples looked over anxiously, wanting to know the outcome.
Zhang Ye said, "Master Lian, I'll be going over to my colleagues first."
Master Lian said, "If anything happens here, feel free to look for me."
Zhang Ye said, "OK."
Master Lian said, "Take care, Master Zhang."
Zhang Ye said, "Master Lian, please wait."
Zhang Ye left.
Quite a few Lian Family Style disciples gathered around him.
"Master!"
"How did it go?"
"Who won?"
"Who won?"
Master Lian looked at them. "It was a draw."
These people were all very surprised.
"A draw?"
"Master, you're that good?"
"Even Zhang Ye couldn't beat you?"
But Master Lian shook his head. Looking at Zhang Ye's departing figure, he smiled and said, "He didn't even use 20% of his strength, but I gave it my all. It was a draw because he gave me face and was just being polite." Then he sighed and said, "The Taiji Fist truly lives up to its name!"
The Lian Family Style disciples fell silent!
20% of his strength?
Their master was not even 20% of his strength?
It was no wonder he could take on over a dozen large sects by himself!
Grandmasters were different from each other. For example, Rao Aimin could take on two grandmasters by herself without being at a disadvantage for a short period of time. Of course, martial arts masters were also different from each other. Zhang Ye was a martial arts master, Yang Shu was a martial arts master, and so was Master Lian. But even if Yang Shu and Master Lian joined forces, they probably wouldn't last more than 30 moves against Zhang Ye. Their stances, physical condition, and concealed power were all too different!
Suddenly, Master Lian said, "Master Zhang is going to film a promotional video, so please cooperate if you can. Some people only know after seeing them for themselves, so there's no need to believe the rumors in the martial arts community. At least I can confirm that Master Zhang is not as unreasonable as the rumors make him out to be."
Really?
Was he?
The Lian Family Style disciples were still skeptical!
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