Alright, stop mocking us, brothers. You guys were also misled by those rumors online before, don't you realize your mistake?
Lin Xiaozhe: "..."
"It's all over, this doesn't make sense."
Lin Xiaozhe didn't want to say much. He decided to go home and talk about it tomorrow. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed simple enough. At worst, he could just deliberately admit defeat in the next sparring match. Then they would still believe that Ma Baoguo was a fraud, and he, Lin Xiaozhe, would be doing a handstand and having diarrhea.
Just then, Tang Pinyi and Ma Baoguo returned from the hospital with two new front teeth. Before they could even sit down, Han Long led a group of his fellow disciples in, their faces beaming with joy.
"Master, good news! We just had a sparring session with the Bajiquan sect. Guess how it went?"
Ma Baoguo, still swollen from covering his face, raised his eyelids and asked, "You won a small game? That's progress too. What does it mean? You still haven't mastered the art of receiving, neutralizing, and releasing. If you study it for another three to five years, you'll definitely be fine."
"No, we defeated Yue Lun, the senior disciple of the Bajiquan sect. They slunk away. It felt great."
"Hiss!" Ma Baoguo gasped in surprise, his mouth agape, causing the muscles on his face to ache.
Are you sure?
If Ma Baoguo remembers correctly, that Yue Lun is quite formidable. There are videos of him on Douyin (TikTok). He can smash a large bottle of cola with one punch and sweep a tree as thick as a bowl in half with one kick. Anyone who fights him usually ends up with broken arms or legs when they leave the stage. Anyway, Ma Baoguo doesn't dare to fight him.
Of all his disciples, who has this ability?
"Who's winning?"
"Junior brother, Lin Xiaozhe."
Ma Baoguo: "???"
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