I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Li Qi waved his hand, interrupting.

"If you're going to challenge us, then challenge us. No need for all this fancy talk. It's not like we can't handle it."

He looked at Li Chengxuan.

"Kid, there's an unwritten rule in the martial arts world: they try to arrange for people of similar age to fight the challengers. But you've miscalculated if you think you can pull this off just because you're young."

"These damn rules are nothing to me! Even if you're just a three-year-old and dare to cause trouble for the Hidden Dragon Dojo, I'll personally squeeze the shit out of you!"

Xue Jing, who had just walked into the training hall, broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing this.

It seems he... entered the Hidden Dragon Dojo by challenging the dojo.

Is it too late to thank my master for not holding me back?

Su Bijing's expression changed.

He didn't think Li Qi was bluffing or trying to scare people.

The Dragon King of yesteryear was a formidable figure whom even his master, Jiao Hongyuan, could only admit with a forced smile that he was far inferior to him.

Even if such a person is now just a semi-disabled old man sitting in a wheelchair, no one can guarantee that he is not truly disabled.

A martial artist who leaps over the Dragon Gate, burns away their mortal tail, and breaks through the limits of humanity—who knows what tricks they might have up their sleeve?

Su Bijing quietly took two steps forward, subtly protecting Li Chengxuan behind him.

"Heh, that would be perfect. I'd also like to see the Hidden Dragon Style, which even my master was forced to admit defeat back then."

Li Chengxuan's eyes were filled with anger as he took two steps forward.

He can't stop talking about poop and pee, he's so rude.

He wasn't afraid of this old guy. If he gave him face, he'd call him the Dragon King; if he didn't, he'd just be a cripple.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to stand up!"

These words made Su Bijing's lips twitch.

But Li Qi did not get angry; instead, he scolded:

"At any other time, you would be cleaning up your own shit by now."

"However, you're lucky today."

"I really want to see how big the difference is between you, this pile of dung, and my family's diamonds."

He turned to look at the doorway.

"Junior Brother and Senior Sister Zhu are here!"

Someone shouted.

Li Chengxuan and Su Bijing's expressions changed, and they also looked towards the door.

The disciples who had been surrounding the area parted to the left and right, creating a path.

A young man dressed in martial arts clothes, with a tall and straight figure like an ancient pine tree, walked slowly and steadily toward this place.

He had a handsome face, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. His facial features were perfectly proportioned and without any flaws. He looked radiant as he walked, almost as if he had special effects added.

Li Chengxuan had always considered himself to be very good-looking, but the moment he saw this young man, he couldn't help but feel a sense of inferiority.

He narrowed his eyes, avoiding the boy, and turned to look at the young girl with a youthful face who was half a step behind him. His eyes lit up immediately.

"Little senior brother."

"Junior Brother, Senior Sister Zhu!"

"Junior Brother, you've arrived..."

"Junior Brother..."

All the disciples greeted the young man respectfully.

The latter smiled and nodded in response to the crowd.

"Senior Brother Su, that person..." Li Chengxuan said in a low voice.

Su Bijing nodded and looked at Xue Jing.

...This is the person who took down 'Number One' and 'Number Nine'.

Although I already knew he was very young, I was still a little surprised when I actually met him.

After thinking for a moment, Su Bijing whispered, "Junior Brother, this guy is strong. If you fight him later, you'd better be careful..."

“I wasn’t asking him.”

Li Chengxuan waved his hand, his eyes, brimming with a touch of roguishness, fixed on Zhushan Ying, and sighed:

"What an adorable girl! Is she also a direct disciple of the Hidden Dragon Dojo?"

Su Bijing was taken aback, feeling that his focus was off, but he still answered:

"Yes... I think his name is Zhushan Ying. He is the youngest direct disciple of Canglong Dojo besides Xue Jing. He has almost never shown his face in public. He is quite mysterious."

Li Chengxuan clicked his tongue.

"Senior Brother Su, I've changed my mind. We really should cultivate a better relationship with the Hidden Dragon Dojo. We're all in the same profession, so we should exchange ideas more often, and have serious exchanges at that..."

Su Bijing: "..."

Before long, Xue Jing and Zhu Shanying walked into the arena amidst various gazes and came to Li Qi's side.

When Zhushan Ying noticed that the person opposite her was staring at her, she frowned, took two steps to the side, and stood behind Xue Jing to avoid his gaze.

"Master~"

She called out sweetly.

Xue Jing also respectfully replied, "Master."

Li Qi smiled and replied, "Mm."

Then he looked at Xue Jing and asked, "Well, did you hear what I just said?"

Xue Jing nodded.

"Go ahead, let him know that even among geniuses there are differences." Li Qi waved his hand.

"Junior brother, beat him up!"

Behind him, Takeyama Ei gestured with his small fist to encourage him.

He then began to direct the disciples around him.

"Everyone step back, move away, and clear the space..."

The disciples knew that the main event was about to begin, so they retreated to make room on stage while discussing it with great anticipation.

"Now there's something good to watch!"

"Finally, we can see our junior brother make a move."

"Actually, this is not good. The person who came to challenge us is called Li Chengxuan. I have been following the recent U19 competition, and he is one of the participants. He is ridiculously strong."

"I've watched his matches too. He always defeats his opponents cleanly and decisively, without even using weapons!"

"He's been getting a lot of attention online lately; he's the dark horse of the Fengcheng division..."

"My junior brother's talent is definitely no less than his, but he's still young and hasn't been practicing martial arts for very long..."

"Oh no? What do we do now? Are we really going to get challenged and lose...?"

The disciples were immediately uneasy after hearing this.

Seeing that things had come to this point, Su Bijing could only sigh and pat Li Chengxuan on the shoulder: "Junior brother, you really have to be careful. That person is not simple."

Li Chengxuan casually responded, not taking it too seriously.

After Su Bijing left, Li Chengxuan looked at the young man in front of him and smiled:

"You are Xue Jing?"

“My name is Li Chengxuan… I’m a year older than you. If you don’t mind, you can call me Brother Li.”

Xue Jing did not reply.

"Don't misunderstand, I'm really not here to challenge you. I just learned about your talent from the news and really wanted to meet you, so I came uninvited."

Li Chengxuan glanced at the petite figure standing behind Li Qi's wheelchair in the distance, shouting "Go, Junior Brother!", and continued with a smile:

"Don't worry, this is just a friendly sparring match. I will go easy on you and won't make you lose face."

"Of course, in exchange, I hope you can answer a few questions for me after the game..."

Xue Jing shook his head.

"You... talk a lot."

"Oh!"

The floor suddenly cracked.

Xue Jing's figure disappeared from the spot.

With a surge of power, the roar of a dragon arose.

Spiral grooves appeared on his right arm, rotating and extending toward his fist.

Tornado!

"boom!"

Xue Jing threw a punch at Li Chengxuan's face, the spiraling force stirring up a violent airflow and creating a thunderous explosion.

Before Li Chengxuan could finish speaking, he was punched in the face, and his face immediately showed displeasure.

His hands moved with lightning speed; he raised his hand and, at an extremely precise angle, used the hardest part of his elbow to meet Xue Jing's punch.

The Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword Technique was activated, its sharp power revealed, determined to teach this ungrateful youth a lesson.

"boom!"

A shockwave exploded between the two of them.

Li Chengxuan slid backward for seven or eight meters, his feet leaving two deep grooves on the rubber floor.