Calm down, calm down, calm down!
Shao Shixiong repeatedly reminded himself in his heart, trying hard to recall the horizontal couplet hanging on the wall of the office.
Calm in the face of great events.
He told himself that this was Zuo Yi's provocation. As an experienced Jianghu veteran, he would never fall for it.
Then, the Yamakai Budokan owner, who had remained calm, sadly found that he had no other better choice!
He had to accept Zuo Yi's challenge.
Of course, Shao Shixiong could refuse. If Zuo Yi forced him, he could let everyone swarm him and beat him half to death. Then, he would send Zuo Yi to the police station and never let Zuo Yi rise again.
But Zuo Yi was not that stupid, and he could not refuse at all.
Zuo Yi, who was rejected, could just leave, but Yamakai Budokan, who had their signboard smashed, and he, the owner, would lose all face!
Or should he call the police and say that Zuo Yi was a troublemaker?
Don't be kidding, Zuo Yi would at most lose a signboard. How could he and Yamakai Budokan have the face to stay in the circle in the future?
His peers would die of laughter.
As for Zuo Yi's condition, it was the most direct humiliation to Mountain Sea!
But Shao Shixiong could not refute it, because the cause of the matter was him. Logically speaking, Mountain Sea was in the wrong!
Don't do to others what you don't want done to you.
Shao Shixiong felt wronged like he had never felt before. His square face was like a Thanos. After a while, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "It's a deal!"
Zuo Yi smiled and walked toward the martial arts arena closest to him.
Although the Yamakai Budokan people in front of him were very angry, they subconsciously made way for him. No one dared to block Zuo Yi's path.
Zuo Yi stepped into the arena, rubbed his right wrist with his left hand, and asked, "Who's first?"
"Me!"
Chang Hongkuo jumped into the ring impatiently.
Previously in Tenhiro Budokan, he had wanted to test Zuo Yi's strength. He felt that Xiong Wu's loss was too unjust.
However, the rules were set by him, and he couldn't go back on his words in a live broadcast, so he had no choice but to end it helplessly.
Now that Zuo Yi had come knocking on his door, Chang Hongkuo finally found a chance to avenge himself.
He did not expect to defeat Zuo Yi. As long as he could withstand Zuo Yi's punch, he would be able to return all the humiliation that Yamakai Budokan had suffered today!
Shao Shixiong did not object.
Chang Hongkuo's strength was higher than Xiong Wu's by a level, and he also had more experience in the arena. If he went all out against his opponent, it was very possible for him to win the first match.
Of course, the concept of "winning" here was to block Zuo Yi's attack.
With the help of his fellow disciples, Chang Hongkuo quickly put on his protective gear. However, he found that Zuo Yi didn't move at all.
He sneered, "What? Do you want us to help you put on your protective gear? "
"I don't need any protective gear."
Zuo Yi replied, "If you're ready, then let's start."
Chang Hongkuo's face turned red again!
Usually, Chang Hongkuo was not a person who got angry easily. Although he was not as shrewd as Shao Shixiong, he was not much worse. However, today his emotions were on the verge of losing control.
He clenched his teeth.
Clang!
The moment the bronze bell rang, Chang Hongkuo took a big step forward. The muscles in his legs and waist tightened at the same time.
He did not intend to passively receive Zuo Yi's heavy punch. Instead, he was prepared to take the initiative and launch an attack.
He took a step, gathered his strength, and the next step was a flying kick.
Chang Hongkuo had worked hard on his leg technique. His success or failure, honor or disgrace, would be decided at this moment!
However, before Chang Hongkuo could leap up, Zuo Yi's fist, which was accompanied by a whistling gust of wind, bombarded his face and rapidly expanded in his field of vision!
How could it be so fast!
Chang Hongkuo's breathing stopped. He did not have time to think. Out of instinct, he dodged sideways.
Bang!
Zuo Yi's fist hit Chang Hongkuo's left shoulder. The professional seventh level fighter was like a spinning top that was hit by a whip. He spun and flew out, hitting the side rope heavily and bouncing back.
He fell face first onto the ground and died on the spot!
"Eldest brother, you can do it!"
Just as a student from the martial arts club shouted under the ring, he could only watch helplessly as his senior brother fell down in front of him.
His body twitched twice and then he was motionless.
"Eldest brother!"
Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream, several martial arts students rushed to the ring and tried to save Chang Hongkuo.
Zuo Yi withdrew his fist and said, "He's fine. He just fainted."
Just like when he fought Xiong Wu in Tenhiro Budokan, Zuo Yi did not use any supernatural power in this punch.
In fact, as a knight, he was best at swordsmanship, followed by archery, and then spear techniques. Fighting was almost the last.
However, when one's strength reached a realm like Zuo Yi's, he would be able to comprehend all other techniques. He was a grandmaster of fist techniques when he used his fists. Even the simplest moves could reach the pinnacle of martial arts when executed by him.
Even if Chang Hongkuo's strength was ten times stronger and faster, he still could not avoid Zuo Yi's punch!
And no one, including Shao Shixiong, could really understand Zuo Yi's punch. They only saw Chang Hongkuo rushing towards Zuo Yi. Zuo Yi met the attack with a punch, and then the former was beaten into a flying top.
The eldest brother of Yamakai Budokan fell into a very embarrassing coma!
Shao Shixiong's face turned from purple to black.
He looked at the man standing on his right.
This man looked to be in his thirties, slender and handsome. His name was Wang Chaoyuan, and he was the swordsmanship instructor of Yamakai Budokan. He had a Professional Seventh Dan certificate, but his real strength was stronger.
Chang Hongkuo was not a match for Zuo Yi's punch. Then what about a swordsmanship expert?
At this moment, Shao Shixiong did not care much about his face.
Wang Chaoyuan met Shao Shixiong's eyes and nodded.
After Chang Hongkuo was helped down, he came to the arena.
"I'm a swordsman …"
Wang Chaoyuan said, "I only compete with others with swords."
Although he looked calm on the surface, in fact, he was not calm at all.
Zuo Yi was really too strong, to the point of being ridiculously strong. He had never heard of his name before. He actually hid in the small Tenhiro Budokan and made Shao Shixiong suffer an unprecedented defeat.
With Chang Hongkuo's example, Wang Chaoyuan, who held a sword in his hand, did not dare to be careless in front of Zuo Yi.
Zuo Yi said, "Then you use your sword. I'll only use my fist. One fist."
He showed his fist again.
Arrogant!
Wang Chaoyuan's heart suddenly surged with a nameless fire. He shouted in a deep voice, "Please advise me!"
The bronze bell rang. He brazenly attacked with his sword!
Although it was a wooden sword, it was still very powerful in the hands of a high-level swordsman like Wang Chaoyuan. The long sword whistled through the air and chopped down on Zuo Yi's head.
Zuo Yi did not dodge. He punched out and hit the wooden sword's blade!
Crack!
The hard wooden sword was broken in half. Zuo Yi's fist continued forward and bombarded Wang Chaoyuan's chest.
So simple and violent!
Bang!
Wang Chaoyuan was sent flying.
He directly flew out of the arena and fell into the crowd of onlookers!
The training hall of Yamakai Budokan was dead silent.
Zuo Yi asked, "Who else?"
No one answered.
But there were still some brave people. Soon, an instructor came out to fight.
Then he was sent flying by Zuo Yi's fist.
One punch for one person.
There was no suspense, no surprise, no surprise!
When the fifth person was sent flying by Zuo Yi, all eyes were on Shao Shixiong.
If there was anyone who could block Zuo Yi's fist, it was probably this Professional Eighth Dan Master of Shanhai Martial School.
Under everyone's gaze, Shao Shixiong's forehead was covered with fine sweat.
The corner of his mouth twitched. He wanted to say something, but no words came out.
No one else came out to fight.
Usually, there would be three matches in a challenge. In a few cases, there would be five matches. Now that the five matches were over, if Shao Shixiong didn't come up, then no one would be Zuo Yi's opponent.
Zuo Yi also looked at Shao Shixiong.
The sweat on Shao Shixiong's forehead suddenly increased!
Amidst the suffocating silence and embarrassment, he said with great difficulty, "Little Fifth, hand over the Mountain Sea Sword."
Little Fifth was Shao Shixiong's youngest disciple.
Shao Shixiong directly admitted defeat.
Defeated without a fight!
If this news spread, it would inevitably cause a stir in the martial arts circle of Jiangnan. But everyone felt it was natural.
It was not that Shao Shixiong could not lose, but he could not lose to Zuo Yi's fist.
So he could only give up the Mountain Sea Sword.
At least he could save his last shred of face.
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