The luxurious body of the Maybach was driving alone in the driveway.
Any car owner with a bit of foresight would keep a safe distance from the Maybach. If the paint of a luxury car worth nearly ten million was scratched, they probably wouldn't be able to afford it even if they sold the car.
Even if they weren't afraid of losing money, they would at least recognize the impressive license plate.
Therefore, there was no need to worry about the space of the spacious and lengthened Maybach no matter where it went.
Gao Zhengyang sat in the backseat and looked at the cars on the left and right, feeling that it was very interesting. In the mortal world, money could solve most problems.
The driver, Blood Crow, had been silent, like a professional driver. However, he occasionally looked at him through the rearview mirror, which seemed to mean something else.
Gao Zhengyang didn't care about that. If there was any danger in the car, he would have sensed it long ago.
His body was restricted by the limits of living things, but his mind wasn't. Even if it wasn't one-millionth of the power of the Lord God, it was enough to predict the future.
If he wanted to, Gao Zhengyang could even guess the number of the sports lottery tomorrow. However, he felt that it was meaningless to do so.
Blood Crow didn't send Gao Zhengyang home. Instead, he drove to a riverside park.
Shangjiang was the place where three rivers converged, and many parks were built along the river. The riverside park was more than ten kilometers away from the city. It was very large, but there was no one there at night.
The blood crow stopped beside a secluded forest. There was no one here at all. The lights from the embankment in the distance shone through, and there was still some light.
"Mr. Gao, I practice martial arts too. I would like to ask you for some advice."
Blood Crow turned around and said to Gao Zhengyang, "This has nothing to do with Master Long. It's completely my own wish."
"Sure." Gao Zhengyang didn't care about the other party's reason. If he wanted to fight, he could just come at him.
Blood Crow was stunned. He had thought of many excuses, but he didn't expect Gao Zhengyang to be so straightforward.
He didn't dare to be impolite, so he got out of the car and opened the door for Gao Zhengyang. When Gao Zhengyang stood still, he took ten steps back and showed Gao Zhengyang a fist stance.
Xue Ya's fist stance was very stable, and so was his footing. However, the muscles in his legs, waist, back, and chest were all very active. They were like a drawn bow that could erupt with the strongest power at any time.
"Ba Ji."
Gao Zhengyang could be said to be a martial arts grandmaster. The moment Xue Ya showed his fist stance, he could see his foundation.
Of course, Xue Ya had practiced many martial arts, but his foundation was Eight Extremities. There was no doubt about this. Xue Ya wasn't surprised by Gao Zhengyang's judgment.
Although the Eight Extremities Fist could not be compared to Taiji, it was still one of the major fist styles and was widely spread. As long as one knew how to impart martial arts, there was no one who didn't know about the Eight Extremities Fist.
"Baji Geng Ya, please advise me."
Facing the strongest expert in his life, Xue Ya reported his sect and real name to show his respect.
"Taiji Gao Zhengyang." Although Gao Zhengyang had practiced many fist techniques, he was born in Taiji. Even when he became a Divine Master, he didn't break away from the concept of Taiji. He also recognized his Taiji identity.
When Xue Ya saw that Gao Zhengyang was just standing there casually without any stance, he became even more careful.
Although he didn't know how strong Gao Zhengyang was, he had seen Gao Zhengyang's methods. That kind of extraordinary explosive power and control had already surpassed his understanding of combat.
Because of this, as a martial artist, Xue Ya had to personally experience Gao Zhengyang's power. Otherwise, he wouldn't be satisfied even if he died.
Xue Ya circled around Gao Zhengyang, but Gao Zhengyang didn't move at all. This confused Xue Ya. No matter how strong an expert was, turning his back to the enemy was courting death.
Listening in all directions? That was bullsh * t. A human's ears weren't that sensitive, and they couldn't distinguish too much sound information. As for using his body to sense the airflow, that was even more ridiculous.
Xue Ya had experienced countless life and death battles, and he wouldn't care about any etiquette or rules in battle. There was only one purpose in battle, to defeat and kill the opponent.
Fighting was an important method in battle, but it wasn't the only method.
Since Gao Zhengyang was so careless, Xue Ya wouldn't be polite. He quietly stepped forward, and his left fist went straight for Gao Zhengyang's back.
There were no feints or real moves in this kind of attack. Xue Ya used his full strength right from the start.
Just as his fist was about to hit Gao Zhengyang's back, Gao Zhengyang turned sideways without warning. This sideways movement was fast and smooth, as if there were pulleys under his feet.
Xue Ya's fist missed, and his left leg kicked toward Gao Zhengyang's lower abdomen like a hook. This kick was so powerful that if it really hit someone, they would definitely die.
Seeing that he was about to kick Gao Zhengyang, Xue Ya didn't have time to be happy. His ears shook, his vision went black, and he immediately fainted.
After fainting for a long time, Xue Ya slowly woke up.
The end of September in Shangjiang was already a little cold. At night, it was only 16 or 17 degrees Celsius. Lying on the ground, Xue Ya's heart was colder than his body.
He fought with all his might, but he didn't even know how he lost.
Xue Ya could roughly guess that Gao Zhengyang must have punched him in the ear, and the strong impact caused his nerves to short-circuit instantly, causing him to faint.
However, he didn't notice anything unusual at all, and he was hit! Obviously, the gap between the two sides was too big. They weren't on the same level at all, so the battle became child's play.
"Since you're awake, let's drive," Gao Zhengyang said at the side.
Xue Ya was shocked. Gao Zhengyang actually didn't leave. He hurriedly got up, cupped his fist and bowed deeply to Gao Zhengyang. "Mr. Gao's martial arts are unparalleled, I admire you."
Xue Ya admired him from the bottom of his heart. He lost inexplicably. If it were someone else, they might suspect that Gao Zhengyang used some evil magic. But he knew very well that there weren't many tricks in close combat. Gao Zhengyang was just too much stronger than him, and the two sides completely lost the possibility of comparison.
Gao Zhengyang didn't say anything. Fighting with Xue Ya was like a chess master playing chess with a three-year-old child. He could really win with his eyes closed.
Xue Ya's talent in combat wasn't too good, and his reaction and judgment were a level lower. However, he had rich combat experience, a firm will, and his attacks were also ruthless. He could barely squeeze into the ranks of first-class fighters.
But he had already grown to the limit, and no matter how much he trained, he could at most maintain his peak state for a few more years. It was absolutely impossible for him to improve.
Xue Ya also saw that Gao Zhengyang wasn't interested in chatting, so he tactfully shut up and drove Gao Zhengyang home.
In front of Gao Zhengyang's house, Xue Ya couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Gao, which sect of Tai Chi are you from?"
Tai Chi was the largest fist type, and it was divided into many sects. The Sun Clan, the Wu Clan, the Chen Clan, and so on. But in the modern era, arena combat was becoming increasingly popular, and no one in Tai Chi could stand out to take the lead.
This also caused Tai Chi to gradually lose its combat function and become a health exercise and philosophy.
Xue Ya came from a martial arts teaching background, and he really couldn't think of which sect of Tai Chi could produce a heaven-defying powerhouse like Gao Zhengyang!
"Tai Chi is Tai Chi. There's no point in dividing it into sects," replied Gao Zhengyang, but he didn't explain further and closed the door.
Xue Ya still didn't understand why Gao Zhengyang was so stingy with his peerless skills.
In fact, whether Gao Zhengyang participated in formal combat or became an assassin in the underground world, he could become a king no matter where he went! He could become a king no matter where he went! Such a person just had to live in a dilapidated neighborhood and earn money by writing web novels!
"What a godly person!"
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