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Chapter 137 Unify the Xingyi Sect! Become the Grand Sect Leader!

The door was pushed open, and a burly man burst in, followed by the two young men that Chen Zhan had just taught a lesson to.

The reason it was described as "crawl in" was that the two-meter-high doorway required the middle-aged man to duck and stoop to get in.

Broad shoulders and a thick waist!

This person can be described in one word, which is extremely apt.

With a dark face, thick eyebrows, a scar running diagonally from his brow bone to his jaw, and a long beard, he had a fierce look.

He pushed open the door and entered, ignoring everyone else, he glanced around and recognized only Huo Diange.

He stepped forward a few paces, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Oh, Master Huo, you're here too. I apologize for my abruptness."

Few boxers in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region are unfamiliar with Huo Diange.

Huo Diange frowned and nodded, saying, "You're here too. Are those two boys your disciples? You're still the same, not restraining your disciples and speaking recklessly. Be careful you don't cause a big disaster."

"Hey, in this chaotic world, my sect doesn't have that many rules. As long as we don't betray our masters and ancestors, that's enough. All those rules are so boring."

"No matter how big the disaster, I have to bear it. If they can't bear it, I will. If I can't bear it either, we'll all perish together. Practicing martial arts is about living with a breath of life. Being timid and hesitant is pointless."

Xiong Hanshan didn't care at all. Not only did he not set any rules, he also encouraged his disciples to make mistakes. That's why he was able to thrive in Baoding Prefecture and had many disciples.

After exchanging greetings, he asked his two apprentices, "Who did this?"

The two turned to look at Chen Zhan, and Xiong Hanshan immediately understood and looked at Chen Zhan as well.

Chen Zhan met his gaze. This man was not old, but his martial arts skills were quite good. He was at the peak of internal strength, even more powerful than Zhao Yuting. Moreover, he had a natural advantage in physique.

The advantage of size should not be underestimated in many situations, because among boxers of the same level, the one who is larger can withstand much more damage, and the advantage of size can easily be translated into a duel.

Moreover, Chen Zhan somewhat agreed with what he had just said: what's the point of living a wretched life? It's better to live a few years to the fullest.

"You also practice Xingyi? I am a disciple of Song Huchen, and my ancestor is Song Shide. Who are you?" Xiong Hanshan spoke in a deep, muffled voice, sounding like an old bear.

"Liu Lanqi".

"Oh dear, my apologies, my apologies. I greatly admire Grandmaster Liu, and my Uncle Li is also a hero. We are of the same generation."

An old bear, initially polite, suddenly changed the subject: "Hey, my apprentice is so outspoken. You're of a higher generation, so it's only right that you teach him a lesson. But you said to have them call their master over. Now that I'm here, shall we have a little showdown?"

Chen Zhan smiled. This old bear is interesting; he's a fascinating person.

"It's no problem to go through the motions, but there's one condition," Chen Zhan said with a smile.

"Conditions? You can only make demands after you win, but you can tell me first. Old Bear, don't rush."

"Your master is gone, isn't he?"

"what?"

This question stumped Xiong Hanshan. Was he trying to reopen old wounds? Why bring this up?
"It's gone, why are you asking this!" He was already angry.

"Since your master is gone, you are capable of leading a school of martial arts. I have something to do, and you must agree."

"Do I have to agree?" The tone had become even more unfriendly.

"If you insist, I will unify the Xingyi School. From now on, every school and sect within the Xingyi lineage must respect the lineage of our Grandmaster. When you see an elder, you must bow and show respect!"

Chen Zhan spoke calmly, but what he said struck everyone like a thunderbolt.

Then the thought came to mind: This kid's gone mad, he's delirious from the fever, he's having hysteria, he's drunk.

I don't know what I'm saying.

Even Xiong Hanshan, a fearless and reckless man, was bewildered by Chen Zhan's words.

What did you say?

"Unify Xingyi School".

Chen Zhan repeated it again, calmly, as if it were a matter of course.

"You're really sick, you lunatic. I'm known as the Madman Bear in Baoding, but I'm not as crazy as you. Grandpa Sun is still alive. You want to seize power? How many heads do you have? It's really bad luck to run into a lunatic today."

After hearing this, Xiong Hanshan was no longer angry. It would be too stupid to get angry with a madman.

While Sun Lutang was alive, he was the Grand Master of Xingyi. Although the lineage of Xingyi was chaotic, everyone recognized Sun Lutang as their Grand Master.

Even Huo Diange felt that Chen Zhan had gone a bit mad. A Grandmaster of Transformation Realm was very strong and could suppress a sect, but he wanted to take over the mantle of the Xingyi Grand Master.

Taking it over from Sun Lutang would be difficult, or rather, it would be overestimating our abilities.

At this moment, Chen Zhan shook his head: "Old Xiong, don't be in a hurry. I'm not crazy. You don't need to worry about Senior Uncle Sun. Besides, there's still something I haven't finished saying. But don't rush. Let's fight first. I'll make you convinced. Will you acknowledge me as the Grand Master?"

Xiong Hanshan, unable to contain himself any longer, yelled, "You're acting like a madman! Aren't you going to stop?! I really want to slap you to death!"

Chen Zhan laughed heartily: "Let the Grand Master see if your bear form has grasped the true meaning."

"Damn it, you're crazy, I'm going to crush you to death!"

Xiong Hanshan's shoulders jolted, and his black cotton-padded coat flew off, only to be caught by his two disciples.

He took a step forward, with the bearing of an old bear, without a single fancy movement, only solid, smashing, colliding, and leaning force.
With the dantian as the root and the waist and legs as the axis, the movements are as unpretentious as a bear pouncing on its prey, concentrating all the body's power into a single point for explosive release.

With an aura so fierce it was almost overwhelming, the two men were about seven or eight zhang apart. Xiong Hanshan took two steps and began to exert his strength.

Sinking energy is the key to Xingyi Old Bear Power. It involves a short period of energy accumulation, which is also the weakness of Old Bear Crashing into the Mountain. Top masters don't wait for you to accumulate energy.
When Chen Zhan killed Qianye Bai, he also used his deep, concentrated energy.

But by then, Chiba Shiro was powerless to resist.

"It's alright, no rush, the Grand Master is waiting for you to gather your strength." Chen Zhan saw which move the other party wanted to use and told him directly.

And he stood still, without moving an inch.

Xiong Hanshan's blood surged, his anger reached its peak, and he exerted even more force. With his "tiger back and bear waist" physique, his shoulders and back were as broad as a door panel, and his waist and abdomen were as thick as a water bucket. Standing there, he looked like an iron tower.

With feet firmly planted on the ground, toes slightly gripping the earth, knees slightly bent, shoulders relaxed and elbows dropped, and arms hanging naturally at your sides, the arm muscles coil like a dragon, and palms slightly warm.

"Like a bear crouching as high as a mountain! Not bad, you've cleverly grasped a fraction of the true essence of the Bear Form. No wonder you were born with a broad back and a strong waist; you were born to practice this!"

Chen Zhan not only didn't avoid the topic, but also offered his comments with a relaxed demeanor.

Those watching from the sidelines were all sweating bullets. Cheng Yong's palms were already sweating with nervousness, and he dared not breathe.

Anyone could see that Xiong Hanshan was going all out with this move; he wasn't just showing his true skills, but rather displaying a desperate, reckless attitude.

"Oh!"

A muffled thud!

The old bear moved with each step, the blue bricks beneath its feet thumping and cracking, each step shattering several pieces, each step shattering more than a dozen pieces, the force compounding as more and more pieces broke.

Moves like a mad bear!

But in front of Chen Zhan, the muscles in his shoulders and back surged like living things, his shoulder blades protruded like the back of a bear, and he slapped out with both palms, as if a bear was coming straight at him!
About ten feet behind Chen Zhan, the able-bodied men from various sects gathered to watch. This was the closest spot, and the pressure from the bear coming straight at them was like a raging storm, a pressure as heavy as a mountain, making it hard to breathe and impossible to run away.

That's a distance of one zhang!
Where is Chen Zhan in person?

broken
Everyone thought to themselves, not to mention whether the skinny Chen Zhan could withstand it, the people behind him would probably be covered in blood, and that would be terrible.

Huo Diange was somewhat worried, but when her gaze fell on Ye Ningzhen, she still had a faint smile, showing no concern for her man.

A towering bear paw, striking right before my eyes.

Chen Zhan neither dodged nor evaded, but instead adopted a Xingyi Xiaokaimen stance, with one palm in front and the other hand behind his back.

A perfectly round frame!

One palm against two palms! And it's an old bear's paw!
The consequences were already foreseeable.

bang

The sound was muffled and echoed. The people behind Chen Zhan quickly dodged, afraid that Chen Zhan would be hit by the blood mist.

But surprisingly, no one in the arena moved.
After Xiong Hanshan's palms were knocked away, his hands floated in the air, like he was worshipping Buddha, bowing and swaying back and forth!
Accompanied by a "buzz, buzz, buzz~" sound.

Like two bear paws, they fanned Chen Zhan in front of him like palm-leaf fans.

Everyone was dumbfounded, not knowing what was going on, or even who had the upper hand.

"What's going on? How come it was just one move?"

"Why aren't they moving? Who won and who lost?"

This time, no one doubted it was an act, because everyone had clearly seen the force with which the old bear crashed into the mountain.

Huo Diange's gaze sharpened slightly as he looked at Xiong Hanshan's hands, which were trembling slightly as he shook them, at an indescribable speed and frequency.

"This is."

"That can't be right."

Zhao Yuting asked, "What's wrong, Master? Who won?"

"It's probably my junior apprentice, Chen."

What happened with Xiong Hanshan?

Zhao Yuting was puzzled, and neither were the people around him.

"It should be that the center of gravity was broken and the force was dispersed, but this is too exaggerated."

Huo Diange didn't know how to explain it, nor did he understand how Chen Zhan had done it.

So fierce, carrying the true meaning of the bear form, it pressed down with unparalleled momentum, colliding with Chen Zhan. If it were just a head-on collision, it wouldn't matter if Chen Zhan had the upper hand.

After all, it's the level of "transformation energy".

But how could anyone possibly dissipate the power of the Bear Form True Meaning in an instant and then break the opponent's center of gravity?

To make the other party move around uncontrollably.

Like a puppet on strings, manipulated at will!

What kind of martial arts is this?
"Grasping the Sparrow's Tail," Yang Luchan has been reborn?

After pausing for a good ten seconds, Xiong Hanshan's gaze shifted from confusion to shock, and finally to relief.

Chen Zhan witnessed this entire process.

With a flick of his wrist, he shifted the force, allowing Xiong Hanshan to regain his balance. He then stumbled back several steps, dissipating the last bit of force.

"Old Xiong, what do you think of the Grand Master's 'Grand Master Grasping the Sparrow's Tail' move?" Chen Zhan asked with a smile.

Xiong Hanshan didn't dare to look up at Chen Zhan. He understood what had just happened, but he couldn't believe it, nor did he want to believe it.

The full force of his body, the pinnacle of his fist technique, the longest accumulated power, the highest sublimation, touched a trace of the true meaning of the bear form that he had once longed for but could never attain.

Even so, the young man opposite him casually brushed away the force, breaking its momentum.

This has shaken his martial arts aspirations, which he has cultivated for many years.

Unless someone says it was a magic trick, it was all an illusion just now.

Chen Zhan noticed that Xiong Hanshan was not in a good state; he seemed somewhat frightened and disoriented, as if he had been frightened and his soul had left his body.

I took a few steps forward, walked up to him, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Xiong Hanshan immediately looked up, as if he had heard something unbelievable: "Is what you said really true?"

Chen Zhan laughed and said, "Words can deceive people, but can skills deceive them?"

Xiong Hanshan believed him and, without further hesitation, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed respectfully.
"Xiong Hanshan of Baoding Xingyi pays respects to the Grand Master."

(End of this chapter)