He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

Luke yelled and rushed over, trying to save them.

But the incident happened suddenly, and the distance was too far, so there was no time to react. They could only watch helplessly as the strong man's body pressed down on the elderly man in the wheelchair.

"No!"

Luke's eyes widened, and he roared in frustration.

Although it was their first meeting, he sensed the old man's kindness and didn't want anything to happen to such a kind person.

Jessica was in the same situation, but she was also too late to help and could only watch helplessly as the unwanted thing happened.

However, just as the burly man reached for the lunchbox and his body fell forward due to inertia, the old man flipped his right hand, like turning a windmill, causing the burly black man to fall at a 90-degree angle and fly over his head in mid-air.

"boom!"

The burly man fell into a roadside trash can, groaning in pain.

Silence, silence, silence...

The people queuing to buy breakfast were stunned and speechless.

"Kung Fu, so cool!"

"Whoosh!"

"..."

As one person in the crowd offered praise, everyone applauded and cheered.

Jessica and Luke looked at each other, both seeing the horror in each other's eyes.

Others may not have noticed the specifics, but they saw it from beginning to end—the burly black man was very large, roughly estimated to be around 200 kilograms based on his size alone.

With a simple flick of his hand, the old man sent the burly black man flying through the air.

This kind of power is terrifying.

Does he have superpowers too?

"You foreign devil, of all people to rob, why did you have to come and rob the King of Hell? Are you out of your mind?" the old man cursed disdainfully, calmly pushing his wheelchair across the street.

The two snapped out of their daze, exchanged another glance, nodded, and followed.

After crossing the road, I happened to see the old man enter the store—it was still in the style of the Han and Tang dynasties of China, with a plaque hanging on the door that read "Haihuang Martial Arts School" in both Chinese and English.

"A martial arts school!?"

Jessica seemed to have thought of something terrifying and exclaimed, "Could it be that the old man wasn't using superpowers, but kung fu?"

"...That can't be right!"

Luke hesitated and shook his head, then continued, "So-called martial arts are nothing more than various techniques for exerting force and mastering timing. They won't give a centenarian superhuman strength, and they definitely can't be kung fu."

"How do you explain Johnny's glowing fist?"

"This……"

"Why don't you just go and take a look?"

Jessica said as she walked toward the shop, adding, "He actually runs a martial arts school. We'll find out if we ask him."

"it is good."

……

The gate was open.

The two walked in confidently and found themselves in a spacious hall where a centenarian was eating steamed buns.

"What? Want to eat?"

Upon seeing the two people who followed him in, the centenarian picked up a three-delicacy bun that had been bitten once and asked with a cheerful smile.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Martial Arts Are Not Such Inconvenient Things

The bitten part of the bun revealed the plump meat filling, and the aroma of fresh meat, cabbage, mushrooms, ginger, scallions and other ingredients filled the room.

And from the gap, glistening meat juices flowed out, making Jessica and Luke's mouths water.

"You say no, but your body is quite honest." The old man chuckled twice, opened his mouth wide and took a big bite. His happy and satisfied expression and the bursting aroma of the meat filling made Jessica and Luke swallow their saliva.

"There's so much meat, yet it's not greasy at all. The combination of vegetables makes it even easier for the elderly to absorb the food, which is already weakened by digestion. They can eat even more delicious food... This Liu Maoxing is truly amazing!" The old man ate one after another, praising the food with the same delight as if he were savoring an art form. His happy and satisfied expression was truly captivating.

"Gulp... Luke, why don't you go line up and buy two boxes?" Jessica said, her eyes glued to the old man eating, her mouth watering.

At this moment, what kind of superpowered old man is this?

What kind of super kung fu master?

Nothing is more important than delicious food.

"Okay, wait a moment!"

Luke originally wanted to figure out the old man's condition before getting food, but when he smelled the aroma and saw the old man's happy and contented expression as he ate the buns, he couldn't control his appetite at all.

"go quickly!"

Jessica urged without turning her head.

Without saying a word, Luke went out to buy some food.

Then, less than ten minutes later, they bought it back, which surprised Jessica.

You know, the line outside was already over a hundred meters long. Now that it's bright outside and even more people are getting up and going out, it should be even harder to buy them.

But Luke bought it in less than ten minutes.

Did you cut in line?

"No, that chef named Liu Maoxing is amazing. He can control six stoves and 20 large steamers at the same time, and each batch of pastries is made in thousands. Moreover, the fire he uses is so high that it suddenly bursts up as if it could swallow people up, and a batch can be steamed in just a few minutes."

Luke's eyes and tone were full of admiration, but because there were too many professional terms related to Chinese cuisine, Jessica was completely confused.

But he figured out one thing: the young chef at Juxialou was really awesome.

"Okay, give me one already!"

Jessica eagerly grabbed a lunchbox and was about to open it when the old man's loud voice rang out, stopping her.

"Eating is prohibited in my martial arts school!"

"what?"

Jessica and Luke were dumbfounded.

You old fool, weren't you enjoying your food just now?

Why are you banning eating now?

Seemingly seeing through their thoughts, the old man chuckled despicably, "I am the head of the martial arts school, the one who sets the rules. How can I be bound by the rules?"

You just finished eating by yourself and didn't want to watch others eat in front of you, right?

Jessica and Luke thought to themselves that they didn't take the old man's words seriously.

“I’m not one of your martial arts school members, so how could I be bound by your school’s rules?” Jessica said with a sly smile, picking up a three-egg shumai and about to take a bite.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed before my eyes.

Then, my hand went empty; the three-egg shumai had vanished.

Jessica subconsciously looked up and saw the old man with one hand behind his back and the other holding a three-egg shumai, enjoying it with great relish.

"Hey, what are you doing...?"

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

As if realizing something, Jessica's eyes widened, and her body instinctively retreated in self-defense.

The same goes for Luke.

Forgetting the food in his hand, he stood in front of Jessica, shielding her behind him with his steely body. At the same time, he stared intently at the old man.

The old man instantly covered a distance of about twenty meters and snatched the three-egg shumai from their hands before they could react.

This speed is truly astonishing.

But no matter how you look at them, you can't see any strength in their emaciated bodies; instead, they look like old men who could die at any moment.

Why are you looking at me like that?

The old man glanced at them casually, looking at them as if he were making a big deal out of nothing, and said, "This is just a basic technique for generating force. With enough practice, isn't it a piece of cake to do something like this?"

I see!

So that's how it is... Damn it!

Jessica and Luke were going crazy.

With enough basic practice, God's Woman Horse will be able to do this with ease.

This kind of inhuman thing is impossible to do no matter how much you practice, okay.

"Sigh, those foreigners are so short-sighted!" The old man sighed as he walked up to Jessica, calmly took the lunchbox from her hand, opened it to eat, and explained, "Martial arts are meant to help the weak protect themselves from being bullied by the strong and to save themselves in dangerous situations. If they can't even do that... hehe, is martial arts something so inconvenient?"

"..."

Jessica and Luke blinked, their minds still a little confused.

This statement seems to make sense, but something still feels off.

"Hey, you stole my shumai!"

At that moment, Jessica suddenly realized what was happening and reached out to snatch back her food.

As a result, he extended his right hand.

The old woman, however, floated up as lightly as a piece of paper, and with a gentle push using her arm as a fulcrum, flipped in mid-air and landed back on the ground.

"Hmm, that won't do."

The old man ignored Jessica and Luke's shock, and said while happily eating his shumai, "You want to take advantage of the situation and not follow the rules of the martial arts school... That won't do. Everyone in the martial arts school except me must follow the rules, unless they can beat me, the one who made the rules."

"Old man, you said it yourself!"