Chapter 121: The Ambush!

Chapter 121: The Ambush!

"I concede!"

Yan Zhen Dong knelt before Zhao Zheng, struggling to utter those three words.

If he didn't concede now, he would be beaten! His recent battle with the bald youth was the most frustrating fight of his life.

In the past, when he fought others, he relied on his superior Iron Shirt technique and brute force, dominating his opponents.

Even the formidable Master Huang from Baozhitang couldn't find his Qi point due to his impenetrable Iron Shirt.

But this time, he was on the receiving end, being completely suppressed by his opponent.

The youth's Iron Shirt technique had reached the level of Supreme Mastery, making his defense flawless and without any weak points.

Yan Zhen Dong's Eagle Claw technique not only failed to break through his defense but also numbed his own hands.

Most terrifying of all, the youth's Iron Sand Palm had also reached the level of Supreme Mastery.

When he unleashed his palm strike, it was like splitting mountains and cracking the earth.

Yan Zhen Dong also possessed the Iron Shirt technique, but his was only at the Grand Mastery level, unable to withstand the full power of the Iron Sand Palm.

Zhao Zheng struck Yan Zhen Dong with only four palm strikes, causing him to spew mouthfuls of blood, unable to endure any longer.

As for how Zhao Zheng managed to hit Yan Zhen Dong?

It was simple! He directly withstood Yan Zhen Dong's attacks and seized the opportunity to grab one of his arms...

And then he struck!

Unless Yan Zhen Dong severed his own arm, there was no way he could dodge the attacks, no matter how many times he tried.

[Congratulations! You have defeated a Bright Essence Martial Artist and gained 733 Martial Arts Points. You have also obtained 367 temporary Spirit Energy Points.]



At the moment Yan Zhen Dong conceded, a notification popped up in Zhao Zheng's left eye.

Seeing the notification, Zhao Zheng immediately smiled.

As expected, Extraordinary Beings were indeed extraordinary! The Martial Arts Points gained from Yan Zhen Dong were more than six times what he would get from the Gang Leader of Sha He Gang!

After that, Zhao Zheng released Yan Zhen Dong and turned to leave without any hesitation.

"My apologies, Master Yan."

Zhao Zheng bowed and immediately departed, leaving no room for further conflict.

Yan Zhen Dong was left dumbfounded.

He had assumed that the youth had come to settle a score, but it turned out he was just there for a challenge.

Yan Zhen Dong was self-aware and knew his own temper, having offended many people over the years, and there were those who sought his life.

He never expected that after his concession, Zhao Zheng would let go and leave immediately.

Impressive!

He truly came for a martial arts challenge?

If he had known this, he would have conceded earlier!

He wouldn't have ended up with such severe internal injuries as he had now.

Medicine and martial arts were interconnected.

Yan Zhen Dong estimated that his injuries would take at least a year or half a year to recover.

Especially the fire toxin from Zhao Zheng's Iron Sand Palm had invaded his internal organs, and he feared it would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhen Dong became increasingly furious and couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Pfft!"

The disciples nearby were startled and quickly rushed forward.

"Master, are you alright? Do you need a doctor?"

...

As Zhao Zheng exited the martial arts hall, the sun had already set.

The sky gradually darkened.

Standing on the street, he contemplated whether to continue challenging other martial artists.

His teacher had told him that the first challenge against an Extraordinary Being was the most effective! Once someone claimed the first victory, subsequent challengers would receive the same rewards as ordinary martial artists.

Zhao Zheng was eager to challenge others to prevent anyone from getting ahead of him.

However.

After careful consideration, he realized that the other Extraordinary Beings might not have even obtained the martial arts manual yet.

Even if someone was lucky enough to obtain the manual, it was impossible for them to instantly master two martial arts to the full level like he had.

Typically, Extraordinary Beings would start by challenging weaker martial artists, gradually improving, and then taking on stronger opponents.

Only Zhao Zheng had begun with Peak Clear Energy, mastering two martial arts to their fullest potential, and directly challenging high-level opponents.

This was because Zhao Zheng had multiple attributes.

The converted Spirit Energy Points were also astonishing.

With this in mind, Zhao Zheng turned and headed towards the Fu Man Lou.

He planned to rest for the night and challenge all the martial artists in the city the next day.

He didn't believe that his peers could directly challenge Master Huang in just one day!

Additionally, it would be impolite to visit someone so late at night for a martial arts challenge.

Upon returning to his room at the inn.

Zhao Zheng immediately opened his attribute panel:

Name: Zhao Shan He (Zhao Zheng).

Age: 19.

Martial Arts: Dragon Roar Iron Shirt (Supreme Mastery), Iron Sand Palm (Supreme Mastery), Cloud Chasing Steps (Proficiency).

Current Realm: Peak Clear Energy.

Current Martial Arts Points: 869.

Available Spirit Energy Points: 702.

Today's gains were quite impressive.

The Martial Arts Points were about to break the thousand mark!

With just enough Spirit Energy Points, Zhao Zheng didn't hesitate and spent 700 points to upgrade his Cloud Chasing Steps to the "Supreme Mastery" level (with a Great Mastery level in between)...

Excellent!

Another martial art was now maxed out!!

...

The night passed without incident.

The next day, Zhao Zheng woke up early, ready to challenge a martial artist.

He had made an appointment with Song Haitang for that very evening.

Zhao Zheng had only one day left.

"Sir, would you like a rickshaw ride? My rickshaw is fast and steady!"

As soon as he stepped out of the restaurant's main entrance, a group of rickshaw drivers eagerly approached him.

Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and chose the most enthusiastic driver.

"Take me to the Chen Family Wing Chun Academy!"

The Chen Family Wing Chun Academy was one of the well-known martial arts academies in the city.

However, the academy's master, Master Chen, was not as famous as Master Huang, and his reputation even fell short of Yan Zhen Dong's.

Additionally, Master Chen was not considered a special martial artist.

The reason Zhao Zheng wanted to visit was that he knew Master Chen had a disciple with a Heavenly Mandate.

That disciple's surname was Ye, and he was destined to defeat ten opponents in the future!

Moments later, the rickshaw stopped in front of a martial arts academy.

Above the main entrance, a large plaque displayed the words "Wing Chun" in bold characters.

Zhao Zheng happily paid the fare and headed towards the academy.

Two disciples stood guard at the entrance, and upon seeing Zhao Zheng approach, they immediately smiled and greeted him: "Welcome, sir. How may we help you?"

The setup seemed more formal than Yan Zhen Dong's academy.

Zhao Zheng was satisfied, but he replied, "I'm here to challenge your master!"

Hearing about the challenge, the two Wing Chun disciples were taken aback.

However, both of them maintained their composure and didn't show anger or panic.

The disciple on the left asked, "Our master is a renowned expert in the city. Are you sure you want to challenge him?"

Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "If he wasn't a master, I wouldn't even be interested."

Upon hearing this, the two disciples realized that the young man before them wasn't joking.

They immediately became serious.

"In that case, please wait inside for a moment. Our master has gone out for an early tea, and he'll be back soon."

Zhao Zheng nodded.

He had arrived early, and indeed, it was breakfast time.

The academy was spacious, with numerous wooden dummies placed inside.

Several disciples were practicing Wing Chun forms against these dummies.

As soon as Zhao Zheng entered the academy, he immediately attracted the attention of dozens of disciples.

They had all heard about the bald youth who had come to challenge their master.

"This bald guy is so young, and he dares to challenge our master? Is he looking for trouble?"

"Our master is kind and won't go too hard on him. He'll probably just teach him a lesson."

"He must have read too many martial arts novels and learned a few basic moves. He thinks he can challenge our master? He's really overestimating himself."

"I thought a famous expert was coming! I didn't expect it to be an inexperienced youth. How boring."

"I think this guy isn't as simple as he seems!"

The group of disciples watched Zhao Zheng from a distance, whispering among themselves.

Zhao Zheng didn't mind the attention.

As he scanned the crowd with his eyes, he quickly spotted a familiar-looking guy.

Upon closer inspection, the man's features resembled those of the future Ten Beaters.

However, the current Ye Jiwen looked very young, appearing to be in his early teens.

"Are you Ye Wen?" Zhao Zheng asked directly.

Hearing this, Ye Wen was startled but quickly responded, "Do you know me? And I'm not called Ye Wen; my name is Ye Jiwen."

Ye Wen's original name was Ye Jiwen, and Ye Wen was a name he adopted later.

Zhao Zheng was unaware of this, and at first, he thought he had mistaken the person.

He took another careful look and confirmed that the man was indeed the future Master Ye.

"I heard you have a Heavenly Mandate. Are you interested in sparring with me?"

Sparring was a term martial artists used to describe friendly competition.

Ye Jiwen was even more surprised to hear this.

Before he could respond, his fellow disciples chimed in.

"Hey! This guy knows he's no match for our master, and he's scared. He wants to regain his confidence by fighting you?"

"Ha! Then he's made the wrong choice. Ye, our fellow disciple, has fully inherited our master's teachings and has reached the Bone Forging Realm."

"Ye, go ahead and teach him a lesson on behalf of our master, so he doesn't have to get his hands dirty."

Encouraged by his fellow disciples, Ye Jiwen's head became hot, and he readily agreed.

"Okay! Let's go over there." Ye Jiwen called out to Zhao Zheng.

The current Ye Jiwen was indeed very young and lacked the demeanor of a future grandmaster.

Zhao Zheng smiled and followed Ye Jiwen to an empty space nearby.

"Are you ready?" Master Ye politely asked.

Zhao Zheng smiled but didn't respond; instead, he waved at Master Ye.

The young Master Ye, seeing this, became slightly irritated and threw a punch at Zhao Zheng.

Cross Punch!

This was one of the most common and versatile moves in Wing Chun.

Zhao Zheng, noticing this, threw a punch in response.

Against the current Master Ye, he didn't even need to use his Iron Sand Palm...

The next moment!

"Bang!"

Master Ye was sent flying backwards.

Zhao Zheng's strength was overwhelming.

No matter how Master Ye changed his moves, Zhao Zheng could counter with a single punch.

However, the young Master Ye also displayed an astonishing talent.

After being punched by Zhao Zheng, Master Ye didn't fall to the ground; instead, he rolled on the spot, dissipating most of the force from Zhao Zheng's punch.

Although the remaining impact still caused Master Ye great discomfort, his internal energy surged...

Master Ye stood up, wanting to continue the fight, but suddenly a voice came from the doorway:

"Enough, Jiwen, he's not your match!"

Master Chen had finally returned.

Seeing Master Chen, the disciples respectfully greeted him: "Master."

Ye Jiwen quickly followed suit and said, "Master, I was just careless and didn't dodge..."

Master Chen interrupted his disciple, saying, "Alright, you may step down now!"

When Master Chen spoke, although Ye Jiwen was reluctant, he could only yield.

"Hey, wait!" Zhao Zheng quickly said, "My match with Young Master Ye isn't over yet! Either he admits defeat, or I'll make him lose."

His primary purpose in coming here was to challenge Master Ye.

How could he leave without achieving his goal?

Hearing these words, Master Chen immediately frowned, his expression turning serious, and his voice becoming cold: "Young man, what do you mean?"

Seeing Master Chen's expression, Zhao Zheng realized that he had misunderstood.

Perhaps Master Chen thought Zhao Zheng wanted to cripple his disciple.

"Master Chen, don't misunderstand. I like to finish what I start..."

Zhao Zheng tried to explain, but in the end, he simply said, "Alright then! I'll stand still, and if Young Master Ye can make me retreat a step within three moves, I'll consider myself defeated!"

"If he can't, then Young Master Ye will have to admit defeat, right?"

Hearing this, Ye Jiwen became furious and angrily said, "Master, please let me fight him!"

He had thought that Zhao Zheng was looking down on him.

Master Chen also disliked Zhao Zheng's arrogance and immediately nodded in agreement.

So, Ye Jiwen charged towards Zhao Zheng once again.

However, this time, Zhao Zheng truly stood still, purely using his body to withstand Ye Jiwen's attacks.

After a moment...

"I admit defeat!"

The young Master Ye readily conceded.

His three punches landed on Zhao Zheng's body, feeling like hitting a steel plate.

Not only did he fail to injure his opponent, but he also injured his own fists.

It was only at this moment that Master Ye realized that the bald man before him had such astonishing hardening exercises!

No wonder he had the audacity to challenge the Wing Chun Hall.

Next...

As Zhao Zheng exited the Wing Chun Hall, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

On this trip, he had gained a total of 508 Martial Arts Points.

Master Chen contributed 178 points, and although Master Ye was young, he contributed a substantial 330 Martial Arts Points.

Those bearing the Heavenly Mandate were indeed extraordinary.

"Sir, would you like a ride?"

A rickshaw puller approached Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng didn't refuse and boarded the rickshaw.

"Sir, where are you headed?"

"Take me to Treasure Herb Hall!"

Next,

he was going to challenge Master Huang.

"Alright, sir, hold on tight!"

The rickshaw immediately started moving, and the puller, with quick and agile steps, headed towards Treasure Herb Hall.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly.

Zhao Zheng, sitting on the rickshaw, was slightly startled.

The rickshaw, which had been running smoothly on the street, suddenly turned into the courtyard of a nearby residence.

Furthermore, as soon as the rickshaw entered the courtyard, someone promptly closed the gate.

Then,

seven or eight men surrounded them.

Each man held a weapon, and without saying a word, they immediately aimed for Zhao Zheng's vital points.

Zhao Zheng understood their intentions.

These men were probably sent by the Song Manor, intending to eliminate him to prevent further harassment of the Song family's young miss.

The Song family's style of handling matters was indeed ruthless!

They didn't even bother to ask questions and went straight for murder?

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