Gao Wu: You broke off the engagement at my 100th birthday banquet, do you dare take my punch?

Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall.

basement.

In a narrow, cramped little house.

Qin Wen lay in a dark room with his hands tied behind his back.

now.

His body was covered in wounds, with gaping cuts that showed he had suffered a lot of torment overnight. Fortunately, he was a first-rank martial artist, and his recovery ability far exceeded that of ordinary people.

otherwise.

Such severe injuries would be fatal to an ordinary person overnight due to blood loss alone.

"Teacher Qin."

A teenager stood in the basement, his leather boots pressing down on Qin Wen's face, staring down at him: "Now, do you still dare to meddle in other people's business?"

"Mmm—"

Qin Wen's mouth was tied, so he couldn't speak and could only make indistinct sounds.

The boy frowned, then kicked Qin Wen hard on the forehead with a thud, sneering, "Hmph, did I tell you to speak? You lowly dog, you dare to meddle in my business? And you even dare to fight back and hurt me?"

"Go ahead and try hitting me again, you bastard!"

"Draft it!"

The boy's emotions grew increasingly agitated, and punches and kicks rained down on Qin Wen. Already severely injured, Qin Wen was bound hand and foot and could only curl up as much as possible to endure the boy's abuse.

After a while.

"Playing dead, huh?"

The boy suddenly realized that Qin Wen was no longer moving, and his heart skipped a beat.

His name is Lin Fei, the young master of Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy. He comes from a wealthy family and is spoiled by his family, which has been the only son in three generations. This has made him irritable and domineering.

Despite this.

Lin Fei, being only a high school freshman, panicked when he saw Qin Wen stop moving: "Damn it, are they all blind? Hurry up and come over to see if this idiot is dead or not!"

People from Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy came forward upon hearing the noise.

Someone reached out and checked his breath, their face darkening as they said, "Young Master... he seems... really dead..."

"What?"

Lin Fei's pupils contracted slightly, and the violent emotion in his eyes subsided a bit, but he quickly sneered: "Hmph, he was just a penniless and powerless peasant. If he's dead, he's dead. Tell my father to take care of him and get rid of him quickly. Don't let him stay here and get in my way."

"yes!"

……

Outside Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall.

Qin Yuan pointed to the huge sign in front of him: "Great-grandfather, this is it."

"Um."

Qin Changsheng nodded calmly.

Before him stood a four-story building covering more than 10,000 square meters. The glittering crystal signboard represented the owner's considerable wealth, and the five large characters "Tian Yuan Martial Arts Hall" were written in a flamboyant and extravagant style.

"Let's go."

Qin Changsheng strode into the gate with a powerful and majestic gait.

"Welcome to Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall."

As soon as the grandfather and grandson entered, a burly coach immediately greeted them: "Boss, are you here to sign up for a fitness class or to enroll your son in a martial arts enhancement class?"

Qin Changsheng remained silent.

He looks to be only in his forties now. Standing next to Qin Yuan, no one would believe that the two men, who look like father and son, are actually great-grandfather and great-grandson.

He saw that Qin Changsheng remained silent.

That day, the coach of Yuanwu Dojo frowned and gave a look towards a distance.

soon.

Several equally burly coaches, along with a dozen or so students, silently surrounded them. Many of them emanated powerful energy, creating an intimidating aura.

"What does this boss mean?"

A middle-aged man who looked like a manager, with a stronger aura than the others, walked up with a frown, his eyes scanning Qin Changsheng up and down: "Our coach was kindly introducing you to the business, but you didn't say anything. What, are you here to cause trouble?"

These words were spoken.

The expressions on everyone's faces grew even more somber.

Release them.

Qin Changsheng spoke, his voice not loud, but his tone was exceptionally cold.

"Release them? Release whom?"

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

Qin Changsheng said calmly, "I am a family member of Qin Wen. Your Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy arrested him. I am now formally informing you to release him."

"Qin Wen?"

The coaches exchanged glances.

soon.

Someone remembered the name and immediately showed a disdainful look in their eyes, saying, "It's that PE teacher we arrested yesterday, a peasant who caused trouble for our young master."

"So it was him."

"Hmph, Old Bi Deng, who do you think you are, daring to cause trouble at Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall?"

Several young martial arts instructors immediately revealed a sinister smile: "What, you've raised the money? Enough to pay for my young master's medical expenses?"

As they spoke, they pressed forward in a pincer-like formation.

The men were all burly, their muscles bulging from the injections, making them appear even more robust than Qin Changsheng, creating a striking visual impact: "Don't tell me you can just open your mouth and expect my Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy to release them? You're dreaming!"

Qin Changsheng frowned slightly.

At this time.

A voice rang out from deep within the martial arts hall: "What's all the noise about? In broad daylight, can't a person do business?"

talking.

A middle-aged, burly man with a buzz cut and stubble walked out from the deep staircase.

The burly man's physique was even more exaggerated than the martial arts instructors. He was over two meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body. With each step he took, the wooden floor of the martial arts hall trembled slightly.

He walked up to Qin Changsheng and the other man, looking down at them with a scrutinizing gaze.

When the burly man approached, the others bowed and greeted him, "Curator."

"Um."

The middle-aged, robust man was Lin Dahai, the director of Tianyuan Martial Arts Academy.

He withdrew his gaze, his expression arrogant: "Hand over the compensation, and we'll take the person away. If they can't hand it over, we'll break their legs and hang them by the door. We'll release them only when their families scrape together the money."

"yes!"

Several martial arts instructors sneered and looked at Qin Changsheng, saying, "I'm telling you, do you want to pay up, or have your legs broken and be thrown out? Choose one."

"I wouldn't choose either."

Qin Changsheng spoke calmly, his voice indifferent: "I just gave you a chance to release them. Since you were unwilling to do so, then today..."

"I've come to challenge you."

"Challenge them?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

next moment.

They looked at each other, and both could see the barely suppressed smiles in each other's eyes.

Curator Lin Dahai frowned, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, and glared coldly at Qin Changsheng: "You said you want to challenge the dojo? With your abilities? A piece of trash who's all skin and bones, and doesn't even have a pulse of qi?"

"good."

Qin Changsheng's expression remained indifferent, but his tone turned cold as he said, "Enough with the nonsense, let's get to the point."

"court death!"

Lin Dahai snorted coldly and glanced behind him: "A bunch of trash, what are you all standing there for? Break their limbs and hang them by the door so everyone in Jiangnan City can see..."

"The consequences of provoking the Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall!"