Quickly conquer the martial arts world, and let your fists dominate the heavens!

Chapter 146: Was it Li Yuanba who was leading the gauntlet battle?
Several large tables, made of dark solid wood, were set up in the courtyard, around which twenty or thirty people sat.

The yard is big enough to accommodate everyone.

Chen Zhan didn't linger. Most of these were junior members of the sect and wouldn't be participating. The people who could make decisions were all inside.

The door to the reception hall was open, and Chen Zhan could see the interior clearly from the outside.

Unlike the previous joint trial of Gong Ruomei, the atmosphere was relatively pleasant. There were about a dozen people sitting there, most of whom Chen Zhan recognized, but there were a few unfamiliar faces.

The head seat was empty. In the left row, Gong Ruomei was at the front, and several people sat to her side: Xiong Hanshan, Duan Wu, and Zheng Heyi.

Huo Diange was at the very front of the right-hand row. Zhao Yuting could only stand behind Huo Diange.

In terms of skill, Zhao Yuting was among the best in the field, and even Gong Ruomei might not be able to beat him. However, with his master by his side, he had no choice but to stand there.

Chen Zhan led Ye Ningzhen in.

"Grand Master, you've arrived." Xiong Hanshan stood up and said.

"Yes, everyone's here."

Chen Zhan and Ye Ningzhen made no attempt to stand on ceremony and went straight to sit in the two seats at the head of the table.

"Everyone has been here for a while, so you must all be familiar with each other. Let's get straight to the point."

"On February 15th, Japan set up a martial arts arena for a contest between China and Japan. Everyone knows what this is all about. It's nothing new. It's been common since the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China. The purpose is simple: to kill someone and destroy their spirit."

"What is being destroyed is the martial spirit of China, what is being annihilated is the heart of the nation. Since everyone here is here, they must be sensible people, so there is no way to avoid it. We must fight and kill."

Chen Zhan said a few words, and the dozen or so people whispered among themselves, discussing the martial arts competition. They had no doubts about what Chen Zhan said, but they didn't understand what he was going to do.

The traditional way of martial arts competitions is that whoever dares to step up can, and whoever doesn't dare can just watch.

There was no organization, let alone tactics or strategies. The fight was just about who had the bigger fist; there weren't many intricacies involved.

Chen Zhan's hearing was so sharp that he immediately caught everyone's words and, after taking them all in, said:

"I understand now. On the one hand, you don't understand what we're discussing, and on the other hand, you doubt my abilities because I'm young."

"First of all, we have always been passive in martial arts competitions, being provoked or called out by others. When we go on stage, we follow the opponent's rules completely. How we fight and how many we fight are all decided by the opponent. We have always been a disorganized group, and we are defeated one by one."

"Although the Chinese martial arts world is not lacking in powerful figures, it is still in a passive position."

"This shouldn't be the case this time. Have you all read the rules of the arena? It goes without saying that life and death are irrelevant. The Japanese side will send eight people, and the Chinese side will send eight people. They will fight in turn, and the losers will be eliminated naturally."

Xiong Hanshan immediately chimed in, "That's right, eight people including Old Xiong!"

"And me, damn it, I've only been in Fengtian for a few days, and the Japanese are too arrogant. I almost couldn't hold back."

"That's right, I'm killing those little Japanese."

Chen Zhan ignored it. Apart from Xiong Hanshan, the others would most likely die if they went up there. The Black Dragon Society and Beichen Sword Dojo both had experts, and the Japanese had been preparing for so long, who knew how many backup plans they had.

And there's also Mitsui Hayato!
When they last met, Chen Zhan was wary of him. He wasn't very old, but his martial arts skills were even more refined than those of the old men in the Qing Dynasty. He wondered how he was now.

"The Japanese have at least two or three masters of the Transformation Realm, which in Japanese terms is called the Unity Realm. There are also more than ten masters of the Dark Realm, which is the Yin-Yang Realm."

Ye Ningzhen said something indifferently, and the people below immediately shut up.

After a long silence, someone finally asked, "Really?"

Grandmasters are rare everywhere, so it's hard to believe that the Japanese would send two or three at once.

"I've fought two of them, and I don't know how many more are hiding in the shadows, so two or three is a conservative estimate," Chen Zhan said.

"Sigh~"

Everyone gasped in shock at the cold winter wind.

How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

If the opponent has more hidden strength, there is still a chance.

Using hidden strength against neutral strength is almost a certain death situation. If the Japanese side has one or two more neutral strength experts, it will be a certain death duel. Who will fill the gap?
They looked at each other in bewilderment, but some of them were quick-witted, and Xiong Hanshan immediately understood what Chen Zhan wanted to say.

Since he brought it up himself, there must be a solution. "What does the Grand Master mean?"

Chen Zhan glanced at Xiong Hanshan, surprised that this roughneck was so perceptive and could hear the unspoken meaning.

"Don't worry, everyone. The reason I gathered you here is to avoid unnecessary casualties. You are all pillars of the sect. If you are beaten to death on the stage, it will be a loss of face and reputation."

"I, as the person in charge of the martial arts world, have even less face."

He spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and the people below twitched a few times, thinking to themselves, "Who the hell acknowledges you as the leader of the martial arts world?"

But no one dared to say that.

“The Japanese set the stage, and we counter their moves. The fights are one match at a time, not all at the same time, and there’s no rule that each person can only appear once, right?” Chen Zhan said with a smile.

"They didn't say, but with this kind of relentless pressure, who can withstand it?" someone asked.

“That’s right, the strategy of having the heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties take turns fighting Pei Yuanqing was a good one, but it was Pei Yuanqing who was fighting back then. What if it had been Li Yuanba?” Chen Zhan said calmly.

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The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties is a novel from the late Ming Dynasty, which tells a story of martial arts and power struggles, as everyone here knows.

At Wagang Village, Shan Xiongxin, Qin Shubao, and Luo Cheng took turns fighting Pei Yuanqing before finally defeating him. However, Pei Yuanqing only ranked third. What if it were Li Yuanba?

it goes without saying.

Chen Zhan meant that he was Li Yuanba, and he would let you fight as you pleased.

Seeing that everyone was silent, they were clearly not at ease. No matter how high Chen Zhan's martial arts skills were, they couldn't guarantee that he could win in a series of battles against a Grandmaster of Transformation Realm.
Chen Zhan then said:

"The martial arts we have passed down through generations are not for physical fitness; they are for fighting on the battlefield, to stop war with martial arts, and to quell chaos with killing. However, in recent years, the development of foreign guns and cannons has been too rapid, and the living conditions of us martial artists have become worse and worse."

"But if martial arts skills are mastered to a high level, are they really no match for foreign guns and cannons?"

"Regardless of what you all think, mastering martial arts to the highest level is not just about inspiring people and strengthening the nation and its people."

The sound carried far and could be heard even in the courtyard.

"You mean, martial arts can also fight against guns and cannons?" Duan Wu asked in surprise from below.

The confrontation he spoke of was not about avoidance; it's unclear whether Chen Zhan understood what he meant.

He might dare to try a few shots with a gun at close range, but that would require anticipating the situation and dodging in advance.

A direct confrontation is simply impossible.

Chen Zhan nodded without saying anything, stood up, and walked outside.

Ye Ningzhen also stood up, but didn't move. She drew her Browning from her waist and, amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, aimed it at Chen Zhan.

"Hula~"

Everyone, including Huo Diange, stood up.

The mahogany chair he was sitting on was pushed far away, but luckily Zhao Yuting dodged quickly and wasn't hit.

"This is."

"Hey, let's talk this out, why are you using guns?" Xiong Hanshan said hurriedly.

But no one responded, and no one moved.

Chen Zhan nodded.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Ye Ningzhen fired her gun, firing three shots at Chen Zhan.

Chen Zhan remained motionless, neither dodging in advance nor avoiding the attack; instead, he reached out his hand.
Go and catch them!

Crazy? A madman!
Is this some kind of magic trick? Reaching out and grabbing a bullet!

(End of this chapter)