Gao Wuming: From Dockworker to Physical Achievement

In contrast, Hong Zheng had stopped speaking.

His body was covered in bruises, all from Chen Yi.

The injuries accumulated over half an hour, though not as severe as Chen Yi had imagined.

But it also gradually made him feel powerless.

"Why is this kid still so energetic?"

Hearing Chen Yi's loud voice, he felt a strong sense of doubt.

Even a skilled martial artist would be lying on the ground by now with injuries like Chen Yi's, so why isn't he down yet?

Why won't it fall down?

Fall down!

Another punch was thrown, slamming hard into Chen Yi.

The combined force of the iron rings could shatter a stone with a single punch.

Two quarters of an hour or half an hour of repeated short blows would break even a piece of iron.

But Chen Yi simply took two steps back and then burst into laughter.

"Master Hong, why is your fist going limp? Use more force, a little more!"

The unchanging laughter made Hong Zheng feel somewhat disoriented.

I doubt whether I really hit the other person.

It was this moment of distraction that Chen Yi immediately noticed.

He threw a punch straight at Hong Zheng's face.

His fist loomed larger and larger in Hong Zheng's vision, finally slamming into his face.

Hong Zheng's vision went black immediately, he saw various stars, and his head was buzzing.

Seeing this, Chen Yi immediately followed up with more punches: left fist, right fist, hook, and swing.

Hong Zheng was like a wooden stake, continuously punched by Chen Yi, but he had no ability to fight back.

"Old Hong."

"Master."

"Mr. Chen, please stop immediately."

A chorus of voices suddenly rang out in the temple.

Liu Hong and Master Wuxin rushed towards the direction where the two were fighting, shouting for them to stop as they ran.

Chen Yi acted as if he hadn't heard, and swung his fist in a wide arc, unleashing a heavy swing punch with all his might, which slammed into Hong Zheng's face.

Hong Zheng was hit so hard that he spat out water and flew backwards in the opposite direction, crashing to the ground.

Just then, Liu Hong and Master Wuxin ran up to the two of them.

Chen Yi turned around, his gaze fixed on the two men: "Masters, would you like to spar with me?"

In the half-hour fight, Chen Yi took a lot of punches to the face; his brow bone, skin, and ears were all cut by Hong Zheng's fists.

Blood was flowing all over his face.

Looking back at the two of them now, it was like a nightmare.

Suddenly, Liu Hong and Master Wuxin were stunned and stood frozen in place.

However, they quickly came to their senses.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Chen, you are overthinking this. This humble monk will not fight with you," said Master Wuxin.

"Master Chen, this is just a test. Let's not make things worse. We're all members of the Tianhai martial arts community," Liu Hong said.

"How could that be? I saw that Master Hong was standing so firmly, he must be determined to fight me to the end, how could I not respect him?" Chen Yi turned and smiled.

His words were impeccable.

Fighting to the very end is indeed the greatest respect one can show to a martial artist.

"Besides, Master Hong and I have no grudges against each other. It was just a verbal argument. Would I kill someone over a verbal dispute?" Chen Yi said.

Liu Hong could only smile wryly: "Master Chen is right."

Why would Chen Yi want to kill Hong Zheng? It wouldn't benefit him at all.

This could actually lead to hostility between the three major martial arts schools.

The three of them were close friends, and they were afraid that Hong Zheng might get hurt, so they rushed up out of concern.

"Old Hong has really messed up this time, Master Chen, your external skills..." Liu Hong said, looking Chen Yi up and down.

The last time I fought with Chen Yi was only four days ago.

Logically speaking, given his skill level, he should be no match for Hong Zheng.

A guess formed in his mind: Could it be that this guy has made another breakthrough in the past few days?

After all, he was a prodigy born of his era, and when fighting him, one could gradually learn to sense instincts.

Although it had only been a few days, he wasn't surprised by anything that happened.

"I've made some breakthroughs in my external martial arts these past two days," Chen Yi said.

Upon receiving Chen Yi's acknowledgment, Liu Hong was deeply moved: "If I hadn't fought with you and known that you had no abnormalities, I would have thought you were a demon."

"A demonic or eerie creature?" Chen Yi asked.

This was the second time he had heard this title.

The first time was when he fought with Liu Shan. The other party was incredulous that he had been defeated by him in one move, and said that he was a monster.

This time, I learned it from Liu Hong.

This aroused Chen Yi's curiosity.

"Something that can't be judged by common sense. Ancient tales of the strange and supernatural are full of monsters and ghosts, but they're all set in the Central Plains. They're not found here in Tianhai," Liu Hong said.

"I'd like to see this if I have the chance."

What came to Chen Yi's mind, however, were those erotic novels.

It's about a scholar who meets a fox spirit in the middle of the night, and the fox spirit becomes his wife, leading to a one-night stand.

"It's better if we don't meet." Liu Hong looked at Chen Yi with a strange expression.

"Could it be that the demon is ugly? Not the type of beauty?" Chen Yi could tell from Liu Hong's eyes that things might not be as he thought.

"Yes, there is," Liu Hong said after thinking for a moment.

"I definitely have to see for myself," Chen Yi said.

Liu Hong then said nothing more.

It's understandable that young people are hot-tempered.

Anyway, we'll know what's going on when we see those demons and monsters.

"Amitabha." Master Wuxin simply put his hands together in prayer and did not participate in the discussion.

As they were talking.

Hong Zheng, who was on the ground, also opened his eyes and looked up at the sky blankly.

He was only knocked unconscious by the beating, and recovered after lying down for a while.

Just looking at the ceiling of the dojo, I suddenly had the thought of "Who am I? Where am I?"

How did he end up lying here?

But soon, he remembered the situation.

He fought with Chen Yi and was beaten unconscious.

"Old Hong, you're awake? Are you convinced now?" Liu Hong noticed that Hong was awake and teased him with a smile.

"Truly a prodigy of our time, you have to admire him." Hong Zheng got up from the ground and sighed deeply.

He may have a fiery temper, but being knocked down like that extinguishes even the strongest anger.

Moreover, he used iron rings, which means he used more weapons, so it wasn't a fair fight.

The opponent's cultivation level is also one level lower; they are only at the Bone Forging stage.

He was truly impressed that they still lost.

After that, the scene fell silent.

The reason is simple: this trial is coming with a gamble.

If we lose...

"Right now, Lao Hong probably feels like he wants to die," Liu Hong thought to himself.

Calling a junior "Grandpa" is utterly humiliating.

But this was a bet that Hong Zheng himself agreed to, and he even brought weapons with him when he made the move.

He can't possibly come out and say nice things now.

"What are you looking at? Have you practiced your skills today? Go practice your skills, everyone!"

Liu Hong suddenly stared wide-eyed at the edge of the temple.

He reprimanded the disciples who were peeking in.

At least don't let too many people hear it, to relieve some of Lao Hong's psychological pressure.

The disciples shrank back and quickly left.

At this moment, Chen Yi said, "If Master Hong really doesn't want to call, that's fine too. I won't force you."