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

Chapter 210 May I ask, does this count as establishing authority?
For the past ten years, the Chinese Martial Arts Association has been without a leader and exists in name only.

For the past ten years, Xue Dian has nominally been in charge of the Tianjin Martial Arts Academy, but since the division of the concessions in Tianjin, there has been turmoil in all sides, and many schools have not fared well.

He himself is in a semi-retired state and often lives in Wutai Mountain, Shanxi.

I didn't expect such a strong reaction to the recent news that Chen Zhan has taken charge of the Xingyi School and is in charge of the martial arts world.

Wang Xiangzhai probably understood as well.

Back then, Li Cunyi wanted to train him to be the leader. The Chinese Martial Arts Association was established by many sects in the north. If he became the leader of the Martial Arts Association, it would be equivalent to taking control of the martial arts world in the north.

As a result, Li Cunyi was gone, and the Warriors' Association disbanded, so that was fine.

He accepted that the Xingyi school was under the jurisdiction of Sun Lutang.

But Chen Zhan now wants to become the head of Xingyi Quan and the leader of the martial arts alliance, to complete the work that Li Cunyi did not finish.

The key point is that Chen Zhan is a junior.

Xue Dian was very concerned about his reputation; even his senior brother Shang Yunxiang was not convinced of his worth, so how could he possibly be convinced of Chen Zhan's?

He didn't care about the two masters of the capital; no matter how high their kung fu was, he would still beat them.

Just as Wang Xiangzhai was about to make a move, Chen Zhan emerged.

Everyone on the other side of the arena looked over. Chen Zhan nodded to Wang Xiangzhai, then walked up to Xiong Hanshan and asked, "Are you alright?"

Xiong Hanshan waved his hand, "It's nothing serious. I was just accidentally flicked by a hidden force. I'll be fine after a rest. His movement technique is excellent and it's a perfect counter to my bear form."

Xiong Hanshan spoke casually, knowing Chen Zhan's kung fu skills.

"It's alright, I'll help you vent your anger. There are too many demons and monsters in our Xingyi lineage. If they don't submit, we can only beat them to death."

Chen Zhan said calmly, and Wang Xiangzhai's heart trembled.

After spending some time with Chen Zhan, he knew that when Chen Zhan said this, he meant he was going to kill him. He had never said this to him or Ma Fengtu before.

Thinking to himself, Xue Dian and Chen Zhan were supposed to be very close. Li Cunyi was Chen Zhan's uncle, and Xue Dian was Li Cunyi's last disciple.

Why would Chen Zhan harbor such hostility?

"Hey, the main character has arrived."

"Good junior brother, let your senior brother see if your kung fu is up to par!"

Xue Dian stood on the arena, squatted down, and looked down at Chen Zhan, saying...

He was tall and thin, over 1.8 meters tall, with a large frame, big eyes, and a pair of dragon eyes that were bright and spirited, unlike ordinary people, with extraordinary charm.

She has a quiet and gentle demeanor, and when standing to the side, she resembles a private schoolteacher, appearing very approachable.

However, his words and attitude were quite different from what he appeared to be.

Very arrogant.

Chen Zhan nodded and stepped onto the arena.

The two faced each other, and Chen Zhan smiled with narrowed eyes:
"When Senior Brother Xue was in his twenties, he was dissatisfied with his senior brother and left in anger after being taught a lesson."

“I remember there is a rule in our Xingyi school that a disciple must celebrate the master’s birthday. If he does not come for a year, the master will not be angry. If he does not come for three years, the master will understand. If he does not come for five years, it will be a loss of virtue. But you have been ignoring everything for ten years because of your own petty squabbles.”

"You haven't shown your face for ten years. After your Uncle Cunyi was injured and passed away, you finally came back. How dare you call yourself a member of the Xingyi School?"

Chen Zhan's words directly exposed his shortcomings and slapped him in the face, showing him no mercy whatsoever.

Because he had absolutely no good feelings towards this nominal senior brother.

This senior brother's martial arts skills are beyond reproach, but he has never done anything serious in his life. He acts impulsively and does not respect his teachers. If nothing unexpected happens, he will join the cult "Yiguandao" in a few years.

He claimed to be "Guan Sheng Di Jun descended to earth" and became the general manager of Shanxi. He then recruited a large number of believers and extorted their money through donations and offerings, thus swindling them out of a considerable fortune.

It's just like that.

Later, when the Japanese invaded, Zhang Guangbi, the leader of the Yiguandao sect, became a traitor. Xue Dian's attitude was ambiguous; he did not distance himself from Zhang Guangbi, but instead expanded his own power.

In times of chaos, it is easiest to spread religion. People are displaced and at a loss due to being forced into hostility by the Japanese. "Yiguandao" took advantage of this situation to enter the country.

In just a few years, the number of followers of Yiguandao reached more than one million.

Even after Japan's defeat, it remained unrepentant and led the "Yiguandao" sect to spread rumors and disseminate various messages about the impending demise of the nation in order to attract followers.

He was eventually arrested and executed.

Xue Dian was actually a martial arts prodigy; he already possessed the demeanor of a master at the age of twenty. Otherwise, Li Cunyi would not have valued him so highly.

But often, even with exceptional talent, one's character is still paramount!
Temperament is even more important than talent. Acting on impulse, being easily angered, resentful, or greedy for power are all major taboos in practicing martial arts.

He possessed several major flaws, no wonder he went astray and met a tragic end.

"Quick-witted, junior brother, you have quite the eloquence. Whether the Xingyi Sect recognizes me or not is none of your concern. Senior brother does, and he's still alive. If you have any questions, go find him."

Xue Dian mentioned Shang Yunxiang, the "Iron-Legged Buddha," who was Li Cunyi's eldest disciple.

Shang Yunxiang is currently teaching in the 29th Route Army and is not in Beijing.

"No problem, Senior Brother Shang, I will pay him a visit in person. But since you came to my door and injured my men, does that mean you don't recognize me as the Grand Master of Xingyi and the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Chen Zhan said.
"Hahahaha, Grand Master? Don't flatter yourself. I acknowledge Uncle Sun as the Grand Master, but you! You're not good enough!"

"Don't talk to me about lineage. Even if Grandmaster Liu and Grandmaster Guo appointed you, you still need to have virtuous character to match the position and superb martial arts skills to be able to hold the position securely. Which of those two qualities do you possess?" Xue Dian laughed loudly. "You're right about that. Ancestral lineage is useless. There's never been such a thing as appointing a sect leader in the martial arts world. What you said about those two points is absolutely correct. As for virtue, how do we, the Chinese Martial Arts Association and our Xingyi School, calculate merits and demerits?"

Chen Zhan's smile faded as he noticed that Tian Jingjie had also arrived below.

Xue Dian's eyes darted around, and without hesitation, he said, "Virtue is judged by two things. First, by the disciples in your sect: whether you care about them, whether your guidance is adequate, and whether you teach them your skills wholeheartedly. Second, by how you establish authority externally: whether you enhance your own prestige, diminish the morale of others, and elevate your sect to a higher level."

"If you can do these two things, then you have enough virtue!"

“That makes sense. Then let’s start with the first point: with everyone here, do you think I, Chen, have been dedicated to my teaching? Have I been imparting my skills with utmost care and effort?”

Chen Zhan's words were directed at the people watching the arena below. Those who had received guidance in the past few days had all entered the realm of martial arts and were watching.

"That's for sure. Master Chen's advice hit the nail on the head."

"That's right. My old injuries were all pointed out by Master Chen. After two days of acupuncture, they are almost fully healed."

"In terms of moral character, no one can compare to Master Chen!"

There was a lot of noise and some people even became indignant and started to insult Xue Dian.

But Xue Dian didn't care; he wouldn't get angry at people who had only been practicing for a few days.

"How about it?"

"Hmph, you're naturally fine with that, but what about external relations? You don't use the name Xingyi. If you were using the name of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, that would be fine, but what's the meaning of establishing the Chinese Alliance? Are you trying to break away from Xingyi Sect?"

"Why separate? What I want is for all rivers to flow into the sea. The martial arts world is one family. With a great enemy at hand, why bother with Xingyi, Bagua, and Tai Chi, suppressing and crushing each other?"

“You’re right to say that we should establish our authority outside the sect, but in my opinion, that authority shouldn’t be directed at anything outside the sect; nor should it be established in front of other sects.”

"Externally, we are dealing with foreigners, Japanese, and aggressors; to establish our authority, we must also kill foreign enemies, humiliators, and aggressors!"

"In Tianjin and Fengtian, I, Chen, killed over a thousand Japanese soldiers. May I ask, does this count as establishing my authority?"

Chen Zhan's voice suddenly rose, and the momentum and killing intent from killing thousands of Japanese soldiers spread out. It was not directed at Xue Dian, but everyone present could feel it.

He deliberately said less.

Several thousand Japanese soldiers is an exaggeration, but if you include those killed by bombs, that's about right.

Those present who heard Chen Zhan's words and felt the murderous aura emanating from him all felt their hair stand on end, as if they were surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Xue Dian's gaze sharpened, and he swayed slightly.

He said in disbelief, "You said you killed over a thousand Japanese soldiers? You really dare to say that! Even my master, Uncle Cheng, and Uncle Wang wouldn't dare to say they killed over a thousand Japanese soldiers. You're really crazy."

It wasn't just him who didn't believe it.

Of the thousands of Japanese soldiers present, apart from a few individuals, few believed it, including Wang Xiangzhai.

What does it mean to have thousands of people? If you stand still, it's so crowded that you can't even stand in Dongsi Hutong.

Chen Zhan killed them one by one, starting from morning until the next day, before he could finish.

It's understandable that they don't believe it. Various reports indicated that Chen Zhan killed many people in Tianjin, but there were almost no reports after he went to Fengtian.

Because the newspaper industry in Fengtian was controlled by the Japanese, no matter how ruthlessly he killed people, Japan was unwilling to admit it, and there was nothing he could do.

"Believe it or not, now that you've talked about his character, it's time to get down to business, isn't it?" Chen Zhan got into a fighting stance, knowing he was going to make a move eventually. This kind of scum of the sect should be crippled, if not killed.

Xue Dian realized what Chen Zhan meant.

If virtue is enough, then martial arts are all that's left to suppress!

How can you be the sect leader if you can't suppress other voices within the sect?
"Not bad, all talk and no action, just a sham! Let's see how your title as the leader of the martial arts world compares to the legends."

Hearing what Xue Dian said, Chen Zhan shook his head: "You know my identity, yet you still wrecked my place and injured my people. If you were from another sect, I would have shown you some mercy."

“But since you are a member of the Xingyi school, and my family doesn’t give you any face, this is no ordinary competition.”

"I want your kung fu back to the founder of Xingyi! Senior Brother Xue, watch out."

Chen Zhan's few words brought the atmosphere to a climax. The two had spent half a day discussing orthodoxy and sects, and they sounded like they were fellow disciples.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhan directly threatened to kill him!

"Fine! You want my kung fu? Then don't blame me for taking your life!"

After saying this, Xue Dian struck a pose, as if flying or floating.

Longyan's eyes swept across the other side, but there was not a trace of the solemnity before the duel. Instead, there was a sense of elusive lightness in his eyes, like a gust of wind that might sweep away a person's shadow at any moment.

It possesses the skills of spring-like pulsation, inhalation, exhalation, and trembling; its movements are characterized by "winding, rotating, and unpredictable agility," demonstrating the utmost versatility.

With just this one frame, a master can discern something different.

"As expected of the 'Ghost Shadow' in the martial arts world, his movement skills are indeed extraordinary," Wang Xiangzhai muttered to himself.

Xue Dian was known as "Ghost Shadow" in the martial arts world because of his ghostly speed, and he was also known as "Madman" because of his crazy appearance when practicing martial arts and his ruthless attacks.

The two immediately clashed. He didn't care about the damage to the arena. He took three steps, and three cracks appeared on the jujube wood surface.

Xue Dian was in front of Chen Zhan in an instant. He suddenly tapped his toes, and his body suddenly rose half a foot. It was not a rise at all.
It was as if he was being carried by the wind, his shadow still in place, but he had already swept to Chen Zhan's left shoulder. His right hand "flying" out, his index and middle fingers stretched straight, and his fingertips, carrying a strong wind, went straight for Chen Zhan's eyes.

(End of this chapter)