As the eldest disciple of the Longhu Martial Arts School, he didn't even say anything. Now you come out and pretend to be a hero?
Zhuo Bufan glanced at him and said, "A foreign expert came to challenge us and hurt our dojo master. You don't even dare to say a word. You're just a piece of trash."
"What did you say?" Duan Shanhe was so angry that his neck turned red. His eyes were even bigger than bells. "Who are you to speak here?"
Chen Longhu used his inner qi to suppress the pain in his chest. He said weakly, "Shanhe, Bufan is just being kind."
Li Busheng put his hands behind his back and smiled. He looked like he was looking at the heroes in the world. Although everyone was angry, they couldn't do anything about the fact that Zhuo Bufan was stronger than them. The weak were prey to the strong.
Jin Che Zai snorted coldly and said, "Don't try to be a hero if you don't have the ability."
At this time, Zhuo Bufan suddenly stood up. Ye Ziqin, who was sitting next to him, frowned. He had seen Zhuo Bufan fight last time, but that was against some gangsters. Zhuo Bufan was not at the same level as these experts who could jump three meters high and smash rocks with one hand.
"Bufan." Ye Ziqin called out softly. She wanted to reach out and hold him, but unfortunately, she couldn't.
Zhuo Bufan glanced at Ye Ziqin and nodded. "Don't worry. I'm fine."
Then he stood up and walked toward Jin Che Zai.
"Bufan, forget it." Ye Xuan was afraid that Zhuo Bufan would be hurt, so he called out in a hurry.
"I said no one can hurt my friend."
Li Hu and Zhang Kai both looked disdainful. "Stop pretending. You can't even use the normal stance boxing, and you're still trying to show off."
Liu Xuan curled her lips and said, "You're just saying it to show off, but you're really going to make a move. Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?"
People were always like this. They were afraid of power but not of virtue. When others were highly skilled in martial arts, they did not dare to speak up. When they saw Zhuo Bufan speaking up for justice, they mocked and ridiculed Zhuo Bufan just because she was weak. After all, Zhuo Bufan dared to stand up for her even though she was not as skilled in martial arts as they were. While they were cowards, they naturally could not stand him.
Only Chen Longhu, Liang Zhongkong and a few other highly skilled Dojo Masters were stunned when they saw Zhuo Bufan's back.
With every step Zhuo Bufan took, the aura around him changed dramatically. He had secretly unsealed the spirit acupoints, and the spiritual energy in his body filled his limbs and bones. Even Li Busheng was stunned for a moment.
Some people had already felt that something was wrong. Chen Longhu looked at Zhuo Bufan in a daze. He had a feeling that he didn't know him. Was this still the young man who had been practicing boxing and hammering wooden stakes under the setting sun every day and sweating profusely?
"Here."
"Him."
"Dao."
"Apologize."
With his hands behind his back, Zhuo Bufan spat out a word with every step he took. Those who were close to Zhuo Bufan could feel a huge pressure, as if there were mountains pressing down on them. Even breathing became difficult.
Jin Che's expression changed drastically. Blood flowed out of his nostrils and mouth. It turned out that Zhuo Bufan's voice was filled with True Yuan. This was one of the lowest level martial arts techniques he had learned in the Martial Principle Sect. It was called Sound Transformation. Infusing True Yuan into the voice, the sound waves would shock the enemy's internal organs.
Those who had trained this technique to the highest level could even kill with a single word. They only needed to utter a single syllable to make the enemy's body explode.
"Che." Li Busheng reacted and quickly pressed his hand on Jin Che's shoulder, sending a wisp of True Yuan to help him stabilize his mind.
Li Busheng's face paled. He glared at Zhuo Bufan. "So there's a hidden expert here? Sound Transmission. An Inward Jing martial artist! "
Zhuo Bufan clearly thought that his move was the work of an Inward Jing expert.
"An Inward Jing expert?"
"How is that possible? Isn't he a new disciple of the Longhu Martial Arts School?"
Li Hu and Zhang Kai's mouths were wide open. Their minds were blank. They had known Zhuo Bufan for only a week. From the very beginning, they had looked down on him because he looked like an otherworldly master. Over the past few days, they had been mocking and ridiculing him. They had never expected that Zhuo Bufan would be such a hidden expert!
Chen Longhu and Chen Min were shocked as well. For the past few days, Zhuo Bufan had been standing on a wooden dummy when he came to the martial arts school. He had been punching the dummy with his fists over and over again. It was the simplest thing a martial arts apprentice would do. But he was an Inward Jing martial artist, and he was even stronger than Chen Longhu.
Duan Shanhe's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Zhuo Bufan was an Inward Jing martial artist. He was already a Grandmaster in the martial arts world. He subconsciously glanced at Ye Ziqin, and a chill ran down his spine.
"Is he still the same person?" Ye Ziqin frowned, and a complicated expression appeared on her face.
Li Busheng suddenly laughed and said, "Good, good, good. Finally, there is someone who can make me use my real skills. Annihilation King Kong!" After saying that, his aura suddenly became fierce like the roaring sea. The wind around him raged and rustled the leaves.
"What kind of skill is that?" Someone exclaimed.
Chen Longhu was stunned and said, "It's just a secret skill that forcibly increases his strength. It won't last long. But now, I'm afraid his strength has at least doubled."
"You're a genius. If you were given another ten years, you might be able to become a neutralizing grandmaster and become the youngest neutralizing grandmaster. However, today, I'll strangle you in the cradle!" Li Busheng's body surged with true energy, producing crackling sounds akin to frying beans.
Zhuo Bufan shook her head and sighed. "If the heavens didn't give birth to me, Zhuo Bufan, the eternal martial arts would be like a long night. Fine, I'll kill you today and restore the glory of Chidragon's martial arts."
"You're still trying to talk at a time like this?" Li Busheng snorted and was about to make a move, but he saw Zhuo Bufan stretch out a palm. A sense of vigilance and ominous omen suddenly jumped out of his heart.
Jin Che's expression changed drastically when he saw his master. He suddenly turned around and dashed toward the door.
This was the sixth sense of vigilance that only an expert who had practiced martial arts to the extreme would have. He had a strong feeling that if he didn't run, he would be the one to die.
He turned around and ran with almost all the strength in his body. In an instant, he had rushed to the door of the courtyard. No one present realized why he suddenly ran.
"You want to leave? Little Thousand Buddha Hands!" Zhuo Bufan stood where he was and raised his palm. He gathered his True Qi and Spiritual Qi and pressed down fiercely, as if he was suppressing Sun Wukong. At a distance of nearly ten meters, there seemed to be an invisible palm in the sky. It directly slapped Li Busheng onto the bluestone as if it were an ant.
A huge crater was formed in the middle of the bluestone floor. With Li Busheng's body as the center, cracks spread out over ten meters. Blood flowed out of Li Busheng's ears, nostrils, and mouth. All the meridians in his body were broken, and all the bones in his body were broken into 365 pieces.
The entire place was silent, as if they were exchanging pleasantries.
Ten meters away, the power of the palm was like that of a god. Everyone's brain stopped thinking. There was only one sentence echoing in their ears.
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