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

Chapter 155 Sitting on the Golden Throne!
Tanaka Taro felt a chill run down his spine and was extremely annoyed by Chen Zhan's smile.

A general of a nation, commander of the Kwantung Army, and the highest commander in Northeast China, was actually frightened by a young Chinese farmer who had practiced martial arts for a few days.

Absolutely unforgivable!

Turning to the person beside him, he said, "Hezi, when I give the order, shoot this man!"

The young man beside him tightened his military cap: "Yes, sir."

To suddenly open fire.

Both the Japanese public and the people of Fengtian were terrified.

Fortunately, only one shot was fired, and there were no further incidents.

The riots quickly subsided, and most people did not know where the guns came from or where they were hit.

Only the Chinese and Japanese sides, who were not far from the ring, knew about it.

Hayato Mitsui shook his head and sighed, seemingly lost in thought.

Chen Zhan didn't say anything and stepped down from the stage. Mitsui Hayato then sent someone up to clean up the mess.

"Are you alright, Grand Master?" Xiong Hanshan and a group of martial arts practitioners went to greet them, and Gong Ruomei was also there.

"It's alright." Chen Zhan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need help.

“They used guns, which is a complete violation of the rules. We can stop the competition,” Xiong Hanshan said.

Chen Zhan looked at him, then at the people behind him, his eyes filled with a hint of fear.

Once guns are used, the nature of the situation changes.

None of them have been on the battlefield, and the time for a full-scale war has not yet arrived. Most people have a vague memory of the Eight-Nation Alliance invasion decades ago, and their resistance to aggression is only at the level of martial arts.

Those who practiced martial arts never imagined fighting against tens of thousands of Kwantung Army soldiers.

Before coming, Chen Zhan told a few close friends that if trouble arose, they should act according to their own discretion and decide whether to stay or leave.

The crowd didn't understand, but they agreed anyway, thinking it was just a conflict with the Japanese at the martial arts level.

But now, it seems that things are very different from what was expected.

Gong Ruomei sat down without a word. She knew Chen Zhan's dual identity and had even guessed most of what had happened in Lushun.

After killing Ma San that day, he didn't return to Fengtian. Not long after, a major incident occurred in Lushun, and after some time, Chen Zhan returned.

Is there even a need to guess?

Although Gong Ruomei hadn't known Chen Zhan for very long, she knew that Chen Zhan's outward appearance was less than a third of his true self.

Most of them are submerged underwater.

Chen Zhan shook his head again, looking disappointed: "Those of you who don't want to participate can leave, since there's only one match left anyway."

Actually, there were still a few samurai on the Japanese side, but Chen Zhan knew that Mitsui Hayato wouldn't let them go again.

Only two people remained to fight.

"Mr. Chen, would you like to rest for a while longer? It's almost noon now. You Chinese people have a tradition of eating your last meal before death. You can wait until this time!"

Mitsui Hayato had already stepped onto the ring at some point and spoke to Chen Zhan.

Many people glanced at Chen Zhan, then looked at the stage.

Chen Zhan took out his pocket watch and looked at it; it was still a quarter of an hour before noon.

He turned and walked onto the stage.

Hayato Mitsui had been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Chen is impatient? Well, that's fine. Mr. Tanaka is already annoyed, it's time to end this farce."

"Chinese martial arts are profound and extensive. I have traveled for nearly ten years and encountered many masters, but I have never had the opportunity to fight the five most respected grandmasters of the Republic of China. It is said that they have already moved from the Unity Realm to the next realm, which is called the 'Dan Realm' in your China, right?"

Chen Zhan shook his head, took a few steps closer, and said calmly, "The last time I saw you, although you were arrogant, your tone was somewhat restrained. It hasn't been that long since we last met, but you seem like a completely different person."

"That's right. People change, especially those of us who are obsessed with practicing martial arts. The more skill we gain, the more arrogant we become. Moreover, if our martial arts progress too much, our mentality will become unbalanced, and we will feel that we are invincible."

What does Mr. Chen think?

"Well, I don't think I'll be invincible."

Mitsui Hayato remained as arrogant as ever. Chen Zhan glanced at him, feeling somewhat annoyed.

You're a fake elixir, what are you pretending for? Anyone who didn't know better would think you'd actually succeeded in cultivating the elixir.
Chen Zhan was too lazy to continue the conversation with him.

Perhaps this is how it is in a small country. After traveling for several years without ever seeing a true master of martial arts, one might think that their progress in martial arts has been rapid and that they have broken through their limitations.

Breaking through the boundaries of the Unity Realm means entering the next stage.

When Chen Zhan first saw him, he also had a slight illusion. He did indeed have a sense of harmony and chaos about him, and his every move also conveyed a sense of perfection.

He thought he had truly succeeded in forming the elixir and entered the elixir realm.

But two recent events have made him reconsider his idea.

In the teahouse guarded by the Northeast Army, the old man's gaze swept over, and Chen Zhan instantly locked onto him. However, he couldn't find Mitsui Hayato; he could only sense him but couldn't pinpoint the source.

Just now, Chiba Eijiro's sneak attack was also something Chen Zhan could tell from Mitsui Hayato's expression that it wasn't at his behest, and Chiba Eijiro attacked with his back to him, which he didn't even notice.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have shown surprise at their own actions.

This indicates that Mitsui Hayato's divine will was not perfect or perceptive enough.

Even if one achieves the goal of "embracing the elixir," it cannot be considered a success.

He was smug and pleased with himself for obtaining the fake elixir.

Seeing Chen Zhan step back a few paces and refuse to speak, Mitsui Hayato's face darkened. It had been many years since anyone had treated him so badly, almost ignoring him.

"Since you're in such a hurry to die, so be it."

No one announced it. The people on both sides watched the two exchange a few words quietly, and seeing that Mitsui Hayato always had a smile on his face, they assumed that the two were familiar with each other.

But the fighting started abruptly.

Both of them were moving too fast, and they attacked at the same time, making it difficult for the eyes to keep up.

Chen Zhan didn't intend to get too entangled with him, nor could he expend too much energy, because the main event was yet to come.

Therefore, when they strike, they go all out, channeling their energy and blood into their bones and hips, unleashing a sudden burst of power.

When the millstone-like force of the Baguazhang Great Slamming Hand is pushed to its limit, a terrifying explosion is produced in the air when the palm strikes out.

Faced with Chen Zhan's fierce palm strike, Mitsui Hayato initially didn't pay much attention, but as the pressure mounted, he suddenly realized that Chen Zhan had been keeping a low profile and his strength was completely undetectable.

In his mind, Chen Zhan was at most at the peak of the Unity Realm, and reaching the Unity Realm at this age was already an extremely high level of talent.

So he didn't take Chen Zhantai seriously.

But Chen Zhan's palm struck the air, and the force of the perfect wholeness burst forth instantly!
"You've already successfully achieved the Core Formation???"

Mitsui Hayato felt like he had just been a clown, spouting nonsense for so long, asking the other party if they even knew the level of the Five Grandmasters.

But to my utter surprise, the person in front of me was a Grandmaster, even younger and stronger than the five Grandmasters!
"It's a bit late to know now."

The twisting force in the Great Monument's hand surged forth, and Mitsui Hayato, in a hasty response, was immediately lifted into the air by this force!

Alarm bells rang in his mind. Taking off was a major crisis. There was nowhere to gain leverage in the air, no way to run, and his power was not fully utilized—a major taboo!
A sudden inspiration struck him. Not daring to confront the danger head-on, he leaped backward, like an antelope leaping and bounding on a steep cliff. The antelope can use its horns to hook onto the cliff face and use the momentum to jump away from danger.

Antelope hanging horns!

This move was very ingenious; Chen Zhan hadn't expected it either.

"Shaolin Kung Fu? Interesting!"

The beauty of this move lies in the fact that the force is applied without warning or trajectory.

Almost all moves, whether killing moves or body techniques, involve a power generation process. Baguazhang's twisting waist and rotating hips is a power generation method, Bajiquan's stomping foot is a power generation method, and Xingyiquan's Five Elements Fist and Twelve Forms all have their own power generation methods.

But the difference lies in how well it can be concealed and how quickly it can be done.

By making it impossible for the opponent to see the exertion process, one can seize the initiative.

This move, 'Antelope Hanging Horns', is exactly like that!
Even he couldn't see how Mitsui Hayato exerted his power in that instant, and couldn't plan his next move in advance.

Chen Zhan hadn't expected that he was also proficient in Shaolin martial arts. The "Antelope Hanging Horns" technique was a top-tier Shaolin movement skill that was never passed on to outsiders. He wondered how Chen Zhan had obtained it.

However, given his power and methods, it's not that difficult!
Hayato Mitsui narrowly avoided a palm strike and dared not utter a word.

The situation has now reversed, and Chen Zhan is handling things with ease, but he is under a lot of pressure.
After jumping away, he took the initiative to attack, turned around, and channeled his energy throughout his body. A cloud of fleshy energy filled his dantian. Although he had not yet fully formed his dantian, its power was incomparable to what it had been before.

He pressed down on his legs, and in an instant, his legs became noticeably thicker. His strong legs supported his lower body, making him look like an elephant. With a light step on the ground, his body felt like it was floating.

"Puff~puff~puff~"

Three points in a row, swaying left and right, the thighs as thick as elephant legs, yet they emit a sense of air when stepping on the ground.

Like a balloon, it's impossible to tell which way to go; as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, it perfectly embodies the phrase "of paramount importance"!
This is "The Elephant Crossing the River".

Chen Zhan was surprised. Was this still a Japanese person?

The Shaolin Kung Fu was far superior to any of the monks Chen Zhan had ever seen; he had learned both of Shaolin's most famous movement techniques.

With a swaying figure and continuous stomping, he approached Chen Zhan, and his attack was still Shaolin martial arts, Tiger and Leopard Continuous Fist!
Combined with the Xiangxiang Crossing the River technique, the attack was almost entirely unexpected.

Shaolin Five Elements and Five Symbols Fist: Tiger Form Stance, Leopard Form Stance.

Hayato Mitsui's arms were bulging with muscles, his fists were like leopard claws, and his body was like a tiger's.

It gives you the feeling that even though you see the opponent making a direct move, you're still caught off guard.

But he was facing a Grandmaster of the Elixir of Immortality, Chen Zhan.

With hands up and down, body half-squatting, spine and tendons undulating.

Emperor Taizu, with his long fist style, sits on the golden throne!
After attaining enlightenment, everything becomes clear. Even previously unused techniques are now readily available.

The golden throne of the founding emperor!
As steady as Mount Tai, I stand firm and unyielding no matter how the winds blow from all directions.

The sounds of fists and shadows came from both sides, but Chen Zhan didn't even lift his eyelids. He braced himself with both hands and blocked them all without moving his body. On the contrary, Mitsui Hayato, the one who made the move, was knocked back and staggered several steps.

His feet felt like heavy elephants treading on the water, yet he glided across it as lightly as a swallow.

"Anything else? Shaolin Kung Fu is good, but it's not enough."

Chen Zhan's sitting posture not only did not consume any energy, but it even allowed him to conserve his strength, unless Mitsui Hayato had the ability to forcibly break his posture.

Mitsui Hayato's expression grew even more somber.

His body kept moving, attacking relentlessly. This time, he changed his tactics, no longer using the Tiger and Leopard Double Form, but instead employing a sinister and unpredictable approach with tricky angles.

"Eight Strikes Against the Snake and Crane"!
The body moves nimbly, the feet grip the ground as if ready to leap, the back muscles are like wings, flapping and flailing, giving the impression of soaring through the air.

The snake's agility, coiling nature, and venomous speed.

The crane's lightness, precision, and skillful legs.

Mitsui Hayato displayed his skills to the fullest, far more refined and sharper than before, carrying this imposing aura as he bypassed Chen Zhan's direct confrontation.
First, use your left hand to "wrap" around Chen Zhan's arm, like a snake coiling around him!
With a flick of his wrist, he swept across Chen Zhan's throat, delivering a swift and deadly strike, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, his power extremely concealed.

But all this is in vain.

Once Chen Zhan sat on the golden throne, he was like a supreme emperor, impeccable and so steadfast that even the collapse of heaven and earth could not shake him.

With the Golden Core's intent shifting, even the most concealed attacks were easily countered by Chen Zhan.

Having calculated the timing of his opponent's attack, Mitsui Hayato's "Snake Spits" was still three inches away from Chen Zhan's throat, unable to advance an inch. Three inches above Chen Zhan's armpit, he was easily grabbed. Even in the clash of internal forces, he was no match, and a tingling sensation immediately ran through his arm.

Strike the snake at its vital point!

Mitsui Hayato could only thrust his thick leg forward, only to be slapped by Chen Zhan, causing him to stumble back seven or eight steps.

Chen Zhan remained completely still, from the moment he sat down on the golden throne until he was seated, he never moved again.

No matter how you fight or attack, with your fists, feet, fingers, and palms, there are countless variations.

I remain unmoved.

Everyone watched intently, but the vast majority couldn't understand it.

All that could be seen was that Chen Zhan remained stationary, dealing with Mitsui Hayato's attacks from all sides, while Mitsui Hayato's speed and changes were exaggeratedly fast, almost impossible for the eyes to keep up with.

"What's going on, Grand Master? Why are you standing still and letting the Japanese attack?" Xiong Hanshan was puzzled. The Taizu Long Fist Golden Frame was beyond his comprehension.

How would I know?

Xiong Hanshan asked Gong Ruomei, and Gong Ruomei thought to herself, "We're both equally clueless. You don't understand, but I do."

But they don't understand, while others do.

In the teahouse on the left, Wu Qintian stared at Chen Zhan with an incredulous expression, then said to the young man beside him, "Hanqing, if you can win this kid over, the Northeast will be secure!"

The young man followed his gaze and asked, "Is he really that good?"

"The Taizu Long Fist Golden Frame! It's much more powerful than you think. Even this old man wouldn't stand a chance against it!"

(End of this chapter)