"Is that all you've got?"
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Jiang Wen decided to provoke him a bit; he wanted to see if this person had any killer moves.
After he said those words, Li Yue's attacks became even more frequent.
If it were an ordinary person, they would have already been beaten black and blue, and some might even be knocked unconscious with a single punch.
But for Jiang Wen, all of this was too slow.
"The power of your punches is lacking; needs more training."
"Unstable lower body; needs more practice."
"Are you a brute? Your fundamentals aren't solid."
Jiang Wen dodged Li Yue's attacks, pointing out his weaknesses.
Although cultivators and martial artists of the mortal realm are vastly different, they ultimately share the same path. His understanding of martial arts is beyond that of ordinary people.
Li Yue's seemingly fierce offensive, in the eyes of others, was full of flaws in his vision.
The onlookers had long fallen silent; the students who had originally planned to watch the master beat a noob couldn't help but close their eyes.
Everyone knew that the match was already over; the young man who came to challenge was definitely an expert.
"Ah!!!" Li Yue attacked Jiang Wen like a madman; he had completely lost his mind at this moment. Being humiliated like this was a first for him. He now wanted to kill the other party.
"Is that all? How could I lose?" Jiang Wen felt that the match should end; continuing like this would be no different.
He grabbed the incoming fist and struck the opponent's weak point on the abdomen with a palm strike.
Li Yue was struck hard and lay on the ground for a long time, unable to get up.
It wasn't until the referee stepped onto the stage to check on Li Yue's condition that he announced Jiang Wen as the winner.
The silent boxing gym suddenly became lively.
"Too strong! This person! Played with the master the whole time!"
"The difference is really too great; it's like watching an adult beat a child."
"It's like a martial arts movie; I wonder which martial arts gym this person is from? Or is he some kind of special forces?"
Everyone's eyes were on Jiang Wen. Seeing the various mobile phones raised below the stage, he suddenly felt that this was a good publicity opportunity.
So he stood in front of everyone, cleared his throat, and said, "Everyone."
Hearing Jiang Wen's words, the audience instantly quieted down. Everyone wanted to hear what this person was going to say.
"I will be holding a martial arts competition in Jiangcheng. The winner will receive a generous prize and a mysterious reward. If you feel you have the strength, you are welcome to sign up and participate."
After Jiang Wen finished speaking, he was very satisfied with his self-review, feeling that what he said should be fine.
As long as the news of the competition can be spread, he doesn't mind saying a few more words.
"Wow!!"
Hearing Jiang Wen's words, there was an uproar in the audience.
They originally thought that the other party was going to say something like 'GG' or recruit apprentices.
They didn't expect that this challenger was actually going to hold some kind of martial arts competition?
This news surprised everyone because everyone knew what kind of martial arts competitions were like in reality.
TV stations have also held such competitions, and at first, people would go to see things like Shaolin disciples. Later, they found that it was just like street fighting, and they lost interest.
After all, in everyone's mind, a martial arts tournament should be a scene of experts dueling, exchanging moves and dismantling each other's attacks.
Street brawls really shattered everyone's martial arts dreams.
Hearing someone say today that they want to hold such a competition again, it really surprised them.
"What martial arts competition? Are there any experts?"
"I'm not too optimistic about this kind of competition; after all, there have been precedents."
"Someone actually wants to hold a martial arts tournament; isn't it just trying to create a gimmick..."
Voices of doubt rose one after another, but Jiang Wen didn't explain.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I was just thinking about something." Wang Xiran said quickly as she came back to her senses.
"Didn't you say there were a few more? Take me to see them."
"Then this..." Wang Xiran pointed to Li Yue, who was slowly getting up on the ring, and asked Jiang Wen.
"Not suitable as a referee; the personality isn't right." Jiang Wen shook his head.
The referee he wanted should not only be skilled in martial arts but also have a tenacious heart.
Li Yue became timid when he saw that he couldn't beat him, which made Jiang Wen feel a little regretful.
"He might be able to participate in the competition I'm holding." Jiang Wen smiled at Wang Xiran.
The two didn't say much and walked out of the boxing gym along the door.
The gym was still bustling with noise, and everyone was discussing which school the young man who defeated the master was from. After all, looking at his skills, they didn't seem to be related to Sanda, Judo, or Muay Thai. If it was traditional martial arts, it didn't seem like it either.
Because they had never seen a powerful person in traditional martial arts, at least not online.
"I didn't expect you to be so amazing." Wang Xiran walked beside Jiang Wen, looking him up and down.
This seemingly weak body actually contained such power, which really surprised her.
"I heard everyone guessing which school you're from, is it traditional martial arts, or Judo or Taekwondo?"
Wang Xiran asked curiously. Jiang Wen glanced at her and shook his head.
"It's none of those. If I had to say, it's probably classical martial arts. You can call it Wugong."
"Wugong?" Wang Xiran didn't understand. "Is there a difference?"
Jiang Wen didn't explain further. He pointed to the rising elevator and leaped six or seven meters away.
Standing on the upper floor overlooking Wang Xiran, he smiled at her dazed look and said, "This is Wugong."
"Let's go, let me see the remaining ones."
"Hey! Wait for me!" Hearing Jiang Wen's words, Wang Xiran quickly chased after him.
The scene just now of leaping across the entire elevator really shocked her.
She understood a little that her client was probably not an ordinary person.
They searched a few more martial arts gyms, some Taekwondo, some Judo. Except for the gym, Jiang Wen fought them all.
Unfortunately, he didn't see any good seedlings; most were not even as good as Li Yue.
The Taekwondo master was even more unbearable; the ornamental display made Jiang Wen not even want to move.
Until the two finally left, the story of an expert challenging the gym spread throughout the commercial street.
"I'll trouble you with the competition; the money will definitely not be less."
Jiang Wen bid farewell to Wang Xiran and contacted Wang Sheng after returning to the temple. He planned to take advantage of the time preparing for the competition to go to Nanyang to resolve that matter.
Wang Sheng was overjoyed upon hearing Jiang Wen's words and quickly arranged for a few people to meet at the clubhouse in Jiangcheng.
With the matter resolved, he felt much more relaxed. Just as Jiang Wen was about to rest, the Little Scholar Tree Spirit suddenly appeared.
"Abbot, I've discovered a strange wandering soul," said the Little Scholar Tree Spirit.
"A strange wandering soul? Take me to see." Jiang Wen suddenly became curious.
Arriving in front of the huge Scholar Tree, this place had already become a popular check-in spot for worshippers. Now that it was late and the mountain gate was closed, there were no worshippers left here.
Under the guidance of the Little Scholar Tree Spirit, Jiang Wen found the wandering soul floating near the Scholar Tree.
