Today's sparring session was very different from the past.
In the past two months, everyone had been waiting for the mysterious man John Doe in every competition, and this time was no exception. But this time, there were many people waiting, and the noise of discussion was particularly loud.
The whole manor was almost filled with all kinds of people.
Even though Elder Yi was experienced and had arranged dozens of chairs in advance, and he had even prepared small tables and wooden chairs on the aisles of the water garden, it was still not enough to accommodate everyone. As a result, many people were standing and squeezing together.
Elder Yi had no way to deal with this situation.
After all, the garden was so big that he couldn't add chairs even if he wanted to.
"It's half past seven. Why hasn't he come yet?"
"Yes, when will this competition start?"
"It usually starts at seven o 'clock and lasts until ten o' clock in the evening. But recently, in order to wait for Senior John Doe, the starting time has been uncertain."
"He's so arrogant. He wants everyone to wait for him?"
"I say, John Doe won't come, will he?"
"Could it be that this guy named John Doe knows that things have become big and there are martial arts friends from all over the country coming, so he is scared to hide at home and dare not go out?"
"Haha …"
As they waited in boredom, many outsiders began to complain.
Of course.
These voices of ridicule only covered a small area and were not too brazen.
Another ten minutes.
"Who's the master here?"
An impatient voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone turned to look.
A young man in a white Kung Fu robe stood up from a round table with a displeased look on his face. He opened his mouth and asked, "There are so many Wulin people here. Are they here for your entertainment?"
As soon as the words came out.
Elder Yi, who was sitting next to the arena, quickly stood up.
"Young friend."
Looking at the young man, Elder Yi slightly narrowed his eyes. He saw that the young man was actually a second-class Martial Superior. He immediately clasped his hands and said, "I wonder what you are dissatisfied with?"
"Humph."
Seeing that the owner of the manor turned out to be a second-class Martial Superior, the young man snorted and said, "But you guarantee that the mysterious man John Doe will come?"
"Yes, I am."
Elder Yi nodded.
"Where is he?"
The young man sneered sarcastically and said, "Is it possible that the so-called mysterious man John Doe was created by the people of Jiangjing? When you saw so many masters from all over the country coming, you were so scared that you didn't dare to come out?"
As soon as these words came out.
Elder Yi's face darkened.
The other party was obviously looking for trouble. If he didn't argue with the other party, the misunderstanding would be even bigger. But once he argued with the other party, he couldn't prove the authenticity of the mysterious man John Doe, unless the mysterious man showed up in person.
Situation, dilemma!
Suddenly.
"You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. How dare you spout nonsense here?"
A disdainful laugh came from the crowd.
Hearing this.
The young man's expression changed, and he was extremely furious.
He was a second-class Martial Superior. There were no more than 10 people here who were stronger than him!
Someone actually dared to scold him?
Swoosh.
Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the voice.
He took a look.
The one who spoke was He Gaoming!
Jiangjing itself suddenly burst into an uproar.
"What's your name?"
"It's him?"
"Why did he stand up?"
"This is one of the people who got the guidance of Senior John Doe and broke through to the Martial Superior Level."
"If it weren't for Senior John Doe, he couldn't have broken through at all, at least not so fast. So it's reasonable for him to stand up for Senior John Doe."
Compared with the locals of Jiangjing, the other foreigners had different expressions. Some of them looked confused, some of them were waiting to watch the show with a smile on their faces, and some powerful experts shook their heads and sneered as they looked at He Gaoming.
They could see clearly.
He Gaoming was just a first-class Martial Superior, but the young man was a second-class Martial Superior.
"Who gave you the confidence?"
The young man glared at He Gaoming with a gloomy face.
"I should ask you this question, right?"
He Gaoming sneered and asked, "How dare you slander my master?"
Master?
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
"This man is the disciple of the mysterious man John Doe?"
"I haven't heard that the mysterious man has a disciple?"
"The disciple is here, but the master is not here. It's not right, isn't it?"
The foreigners all asked.
The locals were all dumbfounded.
"When did you become his disciple?"
"When did Senior John Doe accept you as a disciple?"
"Haha, we understand your mentality to support Senior John Doe, but it's not good for you to pretend to be Senior John Doe's disciple."
"Are you kidding? When did Senior John Doe become your master?"
Everyone started asking questions one after another.
Even Elder Yi.
He also looked at He Gaoming in surprise.
"Senior John Doe taught me, so I am his disciple, right?"
He Gaoming looked around shamelessly and said, "A teacher for a day is a teacher for a lifetime. Although my master only taught me for a few minutes, it was those minutes that made me officially his disciple!"
Hearing that.
Everyone was speechless.
"According to what you said, I am still Senior John Doe's disciple!"
"Me too, me too."
"Senior John Doe taught all of us. Doesn't that mean that everyone present that day is Senior John Doe's disciple?"
Everyone complained.
And here.
"You're just a first-class. How dare you talk here."
The young man suddenly sneered and said to He Gaoming, "Get lost!"
Hearing that.
He Gaoming shook his head indifferently and said, "Dog barking is really unpleasant."
"Who are you calling a dog?"
The young man was furious.
"Look at you. Why are you so eager to admit it?"
He Gaoming grinned.
That look was so mean!
Everyone present couldn't help but laugh when they saw him like that.
As a result.
The young man thought that everyone was laughing at him and suddenly became furious.
"Swish!"
No nonsense.
The young man moved and directly rushed to the arena. Then he stared at He Gaoming with a cold face and said, "Aren't you the disciple of the guy who doesn't dare to show up? Then come to the arena. I'll see what you're capable of. Let me see if your strength is as bad as your mouth."
Everyone was stunned!
Everyone knew that He Gaoming was just a first-class and had just broken through, but the young man had already reached second-class. The gap between the two was really big.
If He Gaoming really went up, wouldn't he be looking for a fight?
Of course, there were inevitably some people in the crowd who liked to stir up trouble. They wanted He Gaoming to hurry to the arena and fight with the young man.
However.
Before these people could say anything, He Gaoming suddenly laughed.
"Am I afraid of you?"
He put on an iron face and rolled his eyes at the young man on the arena. Then, under everyone's extremely shocked gaze, He Gaoming resolutely stepped onto the arena.
"Humph."
The young man sneered.
He was already furious, but because this was Elder Yi's territory and Jiangjing, he couldn't directly attack He Gaoming, so he took the opportunity to rush to the arena.
What he didn't expect was.
He Gaoming actually dared to come to the arena.
As soon as he came to the arena.
If necessary, he would have to bear the consequences.
A small first-class dared to scold him again and again. If he didn't give He Gaoming a taste of bitterness, he would really not be able to get over this hurdle.
"You have a little courage."
He Gaoming came to the arena. The young man snorted.
"Don't talk nonsense. If you want to fight, just fight. This is the arena, not the street. If you want to curse, go to the street."
He Gaoming ridiculed.
Then he moved his hands. Dragon and Tiger!
The martial arts that He Gaoming learned and practiced was Xingyi Boxing. Unfortunately, there were few complete Xingyi Boxing nowadays. He Gaoming only learned the dragon and tiger forms.
However.
This was enough for him.
"You want to fight!"
The young man was irritated by He Gaoming's words again. He moved his body regardless of the consequences. He directly urged all the internal Qi in his body, burst out a powerful force, and fiercely attacked He Gaoming.
"It's not certain who will fight who."
He Gaoming responded. Then he moved his feet and directly faced the young man's fierce attack without any fear.
The next moment.
"Bang!"
The fists collided with each other, and a loud sound like an air explosion spread.
It was visible to the naked eye.
On the fists that collided with each other, there was a layer of energy like water ripples.
They were like two opposing circles.
All the Martial Superiors present knew that it was formed by the collision and hard fight between internal Qi.
However, logically speaking.
As a second-class Martial Superior, he should have the upper hand in this kind of confrontation, especially when He Gaoming had just broken through not long ago.
But the situation in front of them clearly showed that the internal Qi of the two was close to a balance!
How was this possible?
All the masters were shocked!
Under the stage.
The onlookers who were not strong enough were not stupid. He Gaoming took the punch from his opponent and didn't seem to be at a disadvantage at all, which also made everyone feel very shocked.
He Gaoming actually blocked his opponent's attack?
This was incredible.
In the arena.
"Hmm?"
The young man was shocked.
"Is that all you've got?"
He Gaoming sneered and moved forward. Then, he waved his hands quickly and directly pressed down on his opponent.
"You're courting death!"
The young man was furious.
Being looked down upon by a person whose strength was lower than his made him extremely angry!
"Ah …"
A roar.
In the young man's body, a wave of Qi suddenly burst out, and then he waved his fists like crazy, fighting fiercely with He Gaoming.
"Clap, clap, clap …"
The sounds of intense collisions rang out incessantly.
Under the stage.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
No one expected that He Gaoming, who was only a first-class Martial Superior, could be evenly matched with a second-class Martial Superior. He didn't have the slightest disadvantage at all.
Could it be that he was really accepted as a disciple by Senior John Doe?
Otherwise, how could he have such a strange ability to bully the strong like Senior John Doe?
The competition between martial artists was very fast.
Under the condition of not encountering opponents of similar strength, every spar could be decided in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint.
This one was no exception.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
After a series of fierce collisions, there was a series of three consecutive smashes.
On the arena, a figure flew backward.
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