The mornings at Longhu Mountain are shrouded in mist, making visibility poor, but things improve considerably after sunrise.

They could clearly see the group of people catching up from behind.

The temperature is already dropping, especially in the early morning, but the group of people behind them are all wearing only thin training clothes.

The sight of this group of people dressed in training clothes appearing in the misty mountains was quite fitting, while Chen Yang and his group seemed rather out of place.

Everyone except Chen Yang was wearing sweaters and coats. Although they were all in good health and didn't feel cold, it's natural to add layers when the season changes; it's an old habit.

"Hey, you guys, this is a no-tourism zone."

A tall young man walked over and said.

His face was young, but his physique was frighteningly strong. He was about 1.95 meters tall, and his loose training clothes were stretched taut. He looked exactly like a big black bear.

"Excuse me, we're not tourists, we're here to participate in the martial arts tournament," Chen Yang said calmly.

The young man was taken aback, then looked at Chen Yang and his group with suspicion.

They look like a family on vacation, with three generations—old, middle-aged, and young—all there, and quite a large family. How could they be here to participate in a competition?

"Xiang Ba, they're just here to join in the fun. Why bother with them? Let's go on our own."

A few more people drove up behind them, one of whom, a middle-aged man, said.

These men were also quite muscular, but only in the eyes of ordinary people; they were far less imposing than Xiang Ba.

Xiang Ba snorted coldly, glanced at the group with disdain, and then walked straight ahead, seemingly intending to force his way through them.

And in front of him was Chen Yang.

The others seemed to know Xiang Ba's personality, so they followed behind him with the attitude of watching a good show.

Xiang Ba's physique was so intimidating, and he had also practiced martial arts, so he walked with a powerful and imposing gait, making people unconsciously want to give way to him.

Xiang Ba was a straightforward person, even when he walked straight. Since everyone would give way to him, why would he take a detour to make way for others?

However, Chen Yang did not move, nor did anyone else.

Xiang Ba's face showed surprise; he hadn't expected this guy to have such backbone.

But what good is backbone? He can still break even the strongest bones.

Instead, Xiang Ba quickened his pace and walked rapidly toward Chen Yang.

Chen Yang still didn't give way; if they continued like this, half of their bodies would definitely collide.

Normally, people would just brush past each other on the street, but Xiang Ba was too tall; Chen Yang's shoulder only reached his chest.

With a cold smile on his lips, Xiang Ba raised his head and puffed out his chest, looking down at Chen Yang, and secretly exerted his strength to crash into Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly tightened his grip on the shoulder. Since the other party was being impolite, he couldn't be impolite in return.

The others in Xiang Ba's group all looked on with expressions of anticipation and amusement.

That guy is really stupid; he's trying to save face by not avoiding the collision. Little does he know, he'll end up falling to the ground looking even more pathetic.

It was just a bump; at worst, his internal organs would feel uncomfortable for a while. Nothing serious, so they didn't intend to stop Xiang Ba; they considered it a warm-up for the martial arts tournament.

"Bang!"

A dull thud was heard as Chen Yang's shoulder collided with Xiang Ba's left chest.

But the result left Xiang Ba and his men dumbfounded and speechless.

Xiang Ba retreated repeatedly, eventually collapsing to the ground, blood even spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Yang looked at Xiang Ba and said coldly, "If it were a weak person, that blow could have crippled them. If you hadn't used force, you wouldn't have received such a strong backlash. You only have yourself to blame."

Chen Yang shook his head, then turned to leave.

"Stop!" the middle-aged man in Xiang Ba's group shouted angrily.

Chen Yang ignored him and continued walking forward, with the others following him.

They weren't surprised. Comparing strength with Chen Yang was like trying to show off one's axe skills in front of Guan Yu.

They're just a few arrogant idiots, no need to take them seriously.

Even Grandpa Lianyun doesn't recognize him, so he must not be very famous.

However, they were mistaken. Only Old Master Yun knew that these people were the best of the best from the current Iron Shirt martial arts families.

They combined the training methods of Iron Shirt with modern fitness methods, transformed Iron Shirt Kung Fu, gave it scientific significance, and made Iron Shirt even stronger.

Moreover, their lineage is one of the few martial artists who does relatively well, because they can become top-tier personal trainers wherever they go. While their Iron Shirt skill isn't as exaggerated as depicted in movies and TV shows, it's still enough to easily overwhelm people in ordinary gyms.

They typically provide one-on-one private coaching, which is extremely expensive, yet demand far exceeds supply.

However, Iron Shirt, in essence, is just a technique based on physical training and strength.

These two aspects are precisely what Chen Yang excels at. The combination of his peak physical condition and the power control of his wolf bloodline made it no surprise that he could injure Xiang Ba internally. It was Xiang Ba's own fault for courting death by using such great force, which in turn helped Chen Yang injure himself.

"You're asking for it!"

Xiang Ba, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up and charged towards Chen Yang. Iron Shirt is an external martial art for body refinement, but that doesn't mean it lacks combat techniques. At this moment, Xiang Ba had lost his mind and didn't care about anything else.

Chen Yang turned around, his body bent low, like a tiger about to launch an attack.

"Xiang Ba! Stop!"

Suddenly, a man behind Xiang Ba shouted.

Xiang Ba actually stopped, glanced at Chen Yang unwillingly, and looked at the young man who had spoken up behind him.

"Why!"

The young man, who had been standing quietly behind the group and seemed to have little presence, stepped forward at the call of the others.

“Because you are no match for him. And…” The young man paused, then glanced at Old Master Yun with some uncertainty.

"You must be Master Yunhua, the grandmaster of Xingyi Quan."

Grandpa Yun slowly raised his eyes, looking at the young man with a half-smile, "Oh, you recognize me."

The young man gave a stiff smile, thinking to himself, "I didn't recognize you, I recognized your son."

"My name is Xiang Mo. I have long admired Senior Yunhua. I didn't recognize you just now, so please forgive me."

Grandpa Yun looked at Xiang Mo with a strange expression and said, "Do you like watching martial arts dramas? Why are you talking so strangely?"

"Pfft~" Li Su'er couldn't help but laugh, and the others couldn't help but chuckle as well, even the Xiang family members had strange expressions.

Xiang Mo himself realized that it was the 21st century now, and it seemed strange to talk like this. However, it was the first time he had encountered a reclusive master of the level of Master Yun, so he subconsciously treated such reclusive masters as ancient people.

"Ahem, in short, I hope you all will let bygones be bygones, and Xiang Ba has learned his lesson."

"We never intended to pursue this matter."

Grandpa Yun shook his head, turned and left, and the others also turned and left.

Chen Yang glanced at Xiang Ba with regret before turning away. He had finally found someone who could withstand a beating, but he would have to use more force.

Xiang Ba, his face full of resentment, watched Chen Yang leave with hatred.

But what could he do? He knew Yunhua's reputation and dared not offend him.

"Just wait, I'll show you in the ring." He said coldly, looking at Chen Yang's back.